I'm a Doujin Hero

Little Yang Guo quickly grabbed Grandma Sun's neck.

"They...they said...not only did they want to capture Miss Long, but they also took away...Li Mochou..."

"Take away Li Mochou?" Mo Chen was taken aback.

It turns out that their goal is not just the little dragon girl?

"The leader...is a woman..."

"puff!"

Having said that, another mouthful of blood spewed out.

Grandma Sun finally exhausted all her strength and died straight in front of Mo Dust and the others.

"Grandma Sun!!!" Xiao Yang Guo cried out hoarsely.

But Mo Chen and Chai Ruiming could only helplessly watch the passing of this life.

Although they have many means and are powerful, they still cannot bring people back to life after all.

Those few bullets had obviously pierced through Grandma Sun's viscera, and relying on hemostatic potions and spiritual energy alone would not help at all.

……

More than two hours later.

Little Yang Guo was holding the urn of Grandma Sun's ashes, and sat by the stream with a dazed expression on his face.

"Don't be too sad, life and death are human nature." Chai Ruiming stepped forward to comfort him.

He and Mo Chen had long been used to people dying.

From Hao Qian and Zhou Yang and others at the beginning, to Shao Yangyan later, to countless innocent people of Long Kingdom.

"I...I want to bury Grandma Sun's ashes in the ancient tomb."

That's where Grandma Sun stayed all her life.

In Xiao Yang Guo's heart, that is where Grandma Sun belongs, and it is also the only place where Grandma Sun's soul can rest in peace.

"Okay, I'll accompany you up the mountain and bury Grandma Sun." Mo Chen said.

"Brother Yun." Xiao Yang Guo looked at Mo Chen at this moment.

"Ok?"

"You...would you save Miss Long, and Li Mochou?"

"Um...I don't know."

Facing Xiao Yang Guo's question, he did not lie, but chose to answer truthfully: "I'm not very sure that I can save them from those guys."

"Even you are not sure?"

Xiao Yang Guo's eyes were full of disbelief.

Obviously, he is a stronger person than Uncle Guo.

"Let's go up the mountain first." Mo Chen said.

……

"Zhi Bing!!" Qiu Chuji's roar filled the Zhongnanshan ancient tomb.

Mo Chen took Xiao Yang Guo and walked over.

"It's you?" Qiu Chuji wiped away the tears from his face, holding Zhen Zhibing's body in his hands, and looked at Mo Chen angrily.

"You don't think I killed Zhen Zhibing, do you?" Mo Chen pointed at himself speechlessly.

"Who is it not you? These days, except for you and the weirdos you killed, there is no one who has had any enmity with our Quanzhen Sect. You obviously hold a grudge against what I said that day, so you will be angry with me." My junior brother has made such a murderous move!"

It was Zhao Zhijing who spoke.

After being pierced by a bullet through his thigh, he can only be pushed on a wooden wheelchair to spend his days.

He seems to have become a half useless person, not to mention how much he hates Hitoshi Sakata and his group.

Of course, even Mo Chen has been hated by him.

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Chapter 508 Little Yang Guo vs Quanzhen Disciple

"I'll just say it once, I didn't kill Zhen Zhibing. If I really feel bad, I can kill your Quanzhen sect in front of you. Do I have to sneak here?" Mo Chen shrugged a little speechlessly. shrugged.

"you!"

Zhao Zhijing and the others immediately showed resentful expressions.

Although Qiu Chuji was also full of anger, what Mo Chen said was not unreasonable to him.

"Grandma Sun is also dead, probably the same group who killed Zhen Zhibing." Mo Chen glanced at the ashes jar that Xiao Yang Guo was holding.

The eyes of all the Quanzhen sect disciples present were also focused on the past.

"Who can prove that this ashes belong to Grandma Sun? When a person dies and turns into ashes, there is no proof of death. If you say it is Grandma Sun, then it is Grandma Sun?" Zhao Zhijing said suddenly.