Anti-Quick Transmigration System: Black-bellied male god, please take the move!

Chapter 142 Offline Fairy: Benefactor, do you want to know about immortal cultivation? 76
The magic energy came from outside the door.

When Moyan was startled, she immediately turned over and jumped off the bed, and walked towards the door.After only a moment of hesitation, she pushed open the door violently!

Outside the door is already filled with blood!
The person lying in a pool of blood was Mo Shuxing, who had argued with her just now. But where was the shadow of a demon outside the door at this moment? !

Mo Yan looked at the Mo Shuhang lying in the blood amber in front of her eyes, and suddenly felt a "buzz" in her head.Before he could think about it in the future, he heard an angry shout not far away: "Demon girl!"

Counted.

She turned her eyes coldly, and looked at the group of people who hurried into the courtyard. Some of them rushed to Mo Shuxing and called out his name, and some pointed at her nose and said angrily, "Demon girl! How dare you Such a blatant attack on Senior Brother Mo Shuxing!"

Mo Yan felt her heart sink, and while recalling what happened, she secretly felt bad.Just before she returned to the room, she had had a dispute with Mo Shuxing. If she was seen by someone with a heart, she deliberately wanted to deepen her relationship with the Demon Sect, or she herself was... a member of the Demon Sect.

Thinking of the devilish energy just now, she couldn't restrain the annoyance in her heart again.What exactly is that person trying to do?Is this what he is planning?Why insist on dragging her into this muddy water?
Although every fast-traveler and reverse-fast-traveler has a fixed mainline task, no matter how high the income is, her points under the rain strategy are just a drop in the bucket. Could it be that he is doing these tasks just by holding on to the left and right? Why don't she just take revenge on the incident on the previous plane?

But that face is a little too naive, right?She always felt that those were not things Heller would do.

Thinking of those azure blue eyes that seemed to be covered with a positive sea area, she felt a little dazed in her heart.

"Elder Moyan! Now that the matter is up to now, the evidence is as solid as a mountain! How can you justify yourself!" The angrily voice of one of the disciples pulled her back from her thoughts.

She turned to look at the disciple who was speaking, but with just one glance, the disciple shrank under her gaze.

Mo Yan didn't have a sharp gaze, thinking that the disciple's fear was only because of the person who fell in the pool of blood.Moyan Silai also felt quite shocked, because it was only a few seconds from the time she felt the magic energy to when she pushed open the door of the room.

That man killed Mo Shuxing within a few seconds and escaped without a trace?

Seeing that Mo Yan hadn't spoken for a long time, the disciple at the side continued: "Brother Mo is a kind person, why did you put him to death!"

"I just saw...Elder Moyan and Senior Brother Mo had a conflict. Elder Moyan even took action to teach Senior Brother Mo a lesson."

One of them poked Tan Mo Shuxing's neck, raised his head and shook his head to everyone with a heavy expression.

The anger of the crowd was aroused to the highest point, and they all spoke viciously at each other, pointing and pointing beside her.

"This was obviously killed by the water spirit root spell. There are many places on the body bitten by the water dragon, and there is still a lot of water between the blood that can't be sucked away in the future! These are all evidences!"

"Too cruel!"

"There are so many scars on my body...it's really..."

"How can you treat your fellow disciples so viciously!"

"That's right! It seems that what they said is correct, this witch must have something to do with the Demon Sect!"

"She has been in Kunlun for so many years. Does her heart really seem to be made of stone?!"

Mo Yan sneered when she heard the words.

Another disciple suddenly said: "Let's not talk about Senior Brother Mo, who is always modest. Aren't her own two disciples hard to escape from her clutches?"

(End of this chapter)