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Chapter 278 Disciple, it is wrong to kill a teacher!
Mo Yan was barely able to fight against Shentu alone, but he really couldn't beat Shentu when three of them fought together and simply used spiritual energy.

Holding the sword, Shentu scratched Mo Yan's arm when Mo Yan was not paying attention and had no time to resist.

Mo Yan withdrew his hand abruptly, a thin layer of black air surrounded his hand.It's so transparent, you can hardly see it unless you look carefully.

Mo Yan felt entangled in his heart for a while, but he still didn't use magic in the end.

Shentu slapped Mo Yan on the back with all his strength.

It's just that the aura contained in that palm didn't hit Mo Yan's body, but was dispelled.

Shentu frowned, he didn't understand what was going on.

At this time, Nan Jia, dressed in white, came out of the room with a gloomy face.

Shentu took a step back holding his sword, he guessed that this person should be Mo Yan's master Nanjia Shizun.

Shentu was a rather winking person, he saluted Nanjia; "Nanjia..."

Before the greetings were finished, Nanjia waved his sleeves, and a majestic aura hit Shentu and the three of them.

The three of them had no ability to resist at all, and were beaten directly to the wall, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Nan Jia flicked her sleeves, she scolded: "What? How dare you come to my Xianmiao Peak to be presumptuous?"

Shentu clutched his chest, stared at Nanjia and threatened: "Master Nanjia, aren't you afraid of affecting the harmony between the two sects by treating us like this?"

Nanjia took out a elixir and handed it to Mo Yan, then walked forward and stood in front of Shentu: "Heh, harmony between sects? Which sect are you a disciple of? Which sect can raise this thief-like Disciple, do you want to snatch other people's treasures in the middle of the night?"

Nan Jia's foot stepped on Shentu's right hand, and her toe rubbed hard.

"Ah!" Shentu let out a miserable cry.
Nan Jia looked down at Shentu who was lying on the ground, and said viciously: "You should be lucky that you are not a disciple of our sect, otherwise your tendons will be broken!"

Mo Yan looked at the heroic Nanjia standing in front of him from behind, and the corners of his mouth could not help but secretly rise, feeling a burst of joy in his heart.

It feels so good to be protected.

"Ding, the darkness value is dropping by one-fifth."

Shen Tu hurt so much that the veins on his head popped up, he begged for mercy urgently: "Master Nanjia, we were wrong! We shouldn't have coveted your disciple's treasure. It's all our fault."

If he didn't beg for mercy, he was afraid that his hand would be abolished.

Nanjia would not let him go so easily, she said condescendingly: "You scratched my apprentice's right arm just now, and you scratched yourself the same way."

Shentu didn't expect Nanjia to say such a thing, he stared at him: "Master Nanjia, you are on the right path!"

"What's wrong with Zhengdao? You don't say anything when you're being bullied? That's an idiot. Don't even think about using those high-sounding words to blame me, it's useless!"

Nan Jia looked at him coldly and said, "It's better for you to move faster than anything else."

In order to escape, Shentu had no choice but to pick up the sword in his hand and slash his arm.

"Is it alright?"

"get out"

Shentu's juniors hurriedly helped Shentu up, and helped him to walk outside.

It's just that the anger in Shentu's heart could not be appeased, he took two steps forward, and suddenly said: "Master Nanjia, there are some shady things in your disciple's Qiankun ring. You'd better check it out."

Mo Yan narrowed his eyes, and his gloomy eyes fixed on Shentu.

Nan Jia was stunned for a moment, without any expression change on her face, Nan Jia angrily said to them: "You don't need to intervene in my apprentice's affairs."

But Nan Jia didn't know what to do, she asked anxiously: "Survival, Mo Yan didn't go black like the original story, did he? Didn't he collude with the demons?"

"No" Survival looked at the various indicators of Mo Yan on the screen, and it answered firmly.

Now my master is still white, which is very good.

With the words "survival and survival", Nanjia felt relieved.

Nan Jia walked up to Mo Yan, looking at the wound that was still bleeding, she felt very distressed.

She lightly raised Mo Yan's arm and whispered, "Why isn't senior brother's elixir working? Why hasn't your wound healed yet?"

Mo tired of staring at Nan Jia's face, she frowned because she was worried about herself.

In his heart, he was so gentle that he couldn't get along. He really liked being taken care of like this.

Mo Yan replied softly: "Maybe it's because that person's sword was poisoned, or some other things, so Master Uncle's elixir doesn't work."

Nan Jia nodded, that person did not look decent.In order to kill a person, it is also reasonable to put something on the sword.

But Nanjia didn't think of another solution, that is, Mo Yan didn't take medicine at all.In order to prevent his wound from healing and to make Nan Jia worry about him, he did not swallow the elixir.

Mo Yan thought of their last words before they left, and he asked slowly: "Master, don't you...won't you ask me about the storage ring? Would you like to check inside?"

Nan Jia didn't even think about it, she said with a serious face: "No, Master believes in you! I completely believe in you!"

Mo Yan's heart was moved for a while, but luckily he didn't use magic just now.

Looking at Nanjia, who performed perfectly, Qiushengsheng rolled his eyes and scolded: "Nonsense! Nanjiajia, you answer very simply now, but you didn't think so at that time! You forgot to ask me When? You acted quite alike."

Nan Jia didn't care about the teasing of Survival, she raised her neck and said triumphantly: "You forgot, what did you say a few days ago? This is called the charm of language!"

Qiu Shengsheng retorted: "Based on what you say, how could someone..."
Survival Survival suddenly got stuck while talking, because it saw that the darkness value dropped by another corner.

Damn, the master really believed it.

Nan Jia instantly understood Qiu Shengsheng's silence: "Hahaha, look, someone believes it."

Nan Jia graciously supported Mo Yan to his room to treat his wound.

After Nanjia bandaged his wound, she left.

After Nanjia left, the warm smile on Mo Yan's face disappeared immediately, and instead he put on a sullen expression. Mo Yan stared at the universe ring on his finger with cold eyes, his thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was indifferent Said: "Someone is staring at my ring. It seems that some things in the ring should be destroyed."

Mo Yan got up and walked to the depths of the forest in Xianmiao Peak.

Mo Yan covered his spiritual consciousness around him, and after making sure no one was there, he silently recited a spell to open the ring.

Suddenly two bloody heads fell out of the ring.

Mo Yan stared at them and sneered, then waved his hand, his head turned into ashes.

A gust of wind blew away the ashes, as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)