Reincarnation: My Possessive Beast Husband Chapter 337: 338 Wooden Bead, Hide upon Encountering Wood

Chapter 337: Chapter 338 Wooden Bead, Hide upon Encountering Wood…

Old Man Qiao stood on the enclosing wall, his grizzled hair wildly flailing in the air like a demon grandiosely laughing in the wind.

Su Yan frowned with worry.

Xiao Tan pinched her hand and looking down at her, he said, “Don’t worry, nothing will happen.”

Su Yan looked up at him, her eyes filled with confusion and countless questions she wanted to ask, but felt it wasn’t the right ti.

Mo Chen set down Shen Wu and Gu Lanzi and took two steps forward; his white robe fluttering in the air.

He looked at Old Man Qiao and slowly smiled, “Do you know why you haven’t found the Illusion Moon Divine Pearl all these years?”

Old Man Qiao suddenly stopped laughing and asked eagerly, “Why?”

“That’s because you don’t truly understand the Illusion Moon Divine Pearl.

The Illusion Moon Divine Pearl embodies Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Golden Pearl, which glows when it ets tal. Wooden Bead, which hides when it ets wood…”

At this point, he paused and his lips curved slightly as he said,

“So, the Wooden Bead that fell from Ah Niu’s hands must have encountered so tree and then went into hiding.”

Old Man Qiao was stunned, murmuring to himself, “No wonder I couldn’t find it after searching all over the nearby areas… So that’s how it is.”

He suddenly looked at Mo Chen, asking with confusion, “How do you know all this?!”

In his quest for the Illusion Moon Divine Pearl, he had consulted nurous books, but had never heard of such things.

He believed that, in this world, no one understood the Illusion Moon Divine Pearl better than him.

Why did he know even more than himself?

Under the hazy moonlight, Mo Chen smiled slightly, a beautiful yet sowhat unreal smile.

Suddenly, his figure flashed and vanished from the spot.

But in the next second, he was already close to Old Man Qiao, his hand gripping the old man’s neck.

His grip was tight, preventing Old Man Qiao from moving even a bit; however, his expression was gentle and placid, entirely mismatching the ruthlessness of his actions.

Old Man Qiao looked at him in terror, his lips quivering, unable to say a word.

Then, Mo Chen parted his lips and in a low, slow voice, he said sothing.

A sentence that only Old Man Qiao could hear…

Right after hearing it, a flash of incredulity swept through Old Man Qiao’s eyes, followed by a lolling of his head as Mo Chen twisted his neck.