The male supporting role in Quick Transmigration, please don't be a demon

Chapter 452 The Demon Lady of the Mozun Family 24
Mu Zuihuan crossed his arms, hooking his fingers through the clusters of Shengtian Sect disciples from time to time, waiting for the visitor with a smile.

She didn't expect that the people who came would give her a courtesy first, after all, her actions clearly told them that she was here to find fault.

But Mu Zuihuan was not happy when these people started fighting before they even got there.

The people of Shengtianzong really don't pay attention to it.

He clearly saw that there was a 'hostage' in her hand, but he ignored it. While giving her a blow, he didn't care about the life and death of his family members.

With a light wave of his hand, Mu Zuihuan deflected the attack, and looked at the monks whose faces were pale because of his ancestor's attack, full of pity.

"You have wronged me, and I didn't even want your life. Unbelievable, your ancestors seem to despise you alive, and want to take your life back."

'Chuan'er didn't say a word.

As for what they think, that is their business.

Mu Zuihuan threw them to the ground.

Whether they die or not has nothing to do with her.

But if she died in her hands, it would appear that she was too weak.

Throw them down. It's up to you if the ancestor of the Shengtian Sect wants to kill them.

From resolving the offensive to talking and throwing away the 'Chuan'er', it took only a short while.

And this short while, people from all directions also came to the front.

But he didn't take the initiative anymore.

The previous move was a warning and a test.

It's fine if you just die like this, if not, it's not appropriate to do it again.

It can resolve the attacks of several Lianxu Taoist Masters, and its cultivation is the lowest among monks of the same level.

However, they asked themselves, they couldn't resolve it so calmly.

The people who came were silent, one of the fingers crushed a talisman, and a faint light flashed, making the smile on Mu Zuihuan's face deeper.

She couldn't remember who these powerful elders, grand elders, etc. were, but she knew Song Tai who had been dealt with by her.

That talisman paper was for summoning Song Tai, after all Song Tai was a Mahayana monk, with him around, he was full of confidence.

She gives them confidence.

Neither party spoke, nor did they make a move.

Not long after, an aura stronger than that of several Lianxu Taoist masters spread over instantly. It was obvious that the aura had come, but the people had not arrived.

After all, it is the master of a sect.

And these masters of a sect have real power in their hands, and their strength is no worse than that of the Supreme Elder.

With this level of status, who would be willing to condescend to come in person and meet an unknown little character?

Song Tai didn't want to come, but Mu Zuihuan didn't want to let it go. A chuckle mixed with spiritual power spread far and wide: "Song Tai, our old friend has returned. Are you sure you can't come out to catch up with us?"

Changge: "..."

The hands around Mu Zuihuan's waist became heavier, and he really didn't like the term 'reminiscing about the past'.

Mu Zuihuan patted his hand comfortingly: "This is an enemy."

With only four words, Changge is at peace.

Enemies reminiscing about the old days or something is totally fine.

"The other party is a Mahayana monk, do you need me to take action?"

Mu Zuihuan winked playfully: "Shall we make a bet?"

Changge smiled submissively: "What bet?"

"Betting that Song Tai will not dare to do anything when he sees me, even if I'm just a cultivator at the stage of cultivation."

"Okay, then I'll bet Song Tai won't dare to do anything to you."

Mu Zuihuan: "..."

He gave him a blank look, "Then this is still a gamble?"

"I will never be the opposite of Huanhuan, not even if we bet."

Mu Zuihuan blushed.

It was really a word of love, which made her little heart thump.

Song Tai, who was sitting upright in the main hall, just let out his breath, when he heard such a sentence, he stood up from his seat in shock.

Ignoring Fairy Miaomu who was standing on one side, she took two steps forward, her face turned pale.

Fairy Miaomu didn't look good either.

Even if she had heard this voice a few times, she was familiar with it in her bones.

A woman who is more beautiful than her and stronger than her. She seems to have no desires and desires, but she has everything without asking for anything.

It must be her.

Even if the voice sounded a little immature, she was sure it was her!

"Miaomu, my lord, did I hear wrong?"

Fairy Miaomu shook her head with a serious face: "One person may be wrong if he hears it wrong, but if I and the suzerain have such a guess, it is not wrong."

Song Tai took a deep breath: "At first I thought this news was fake, but I didn't expect that she is still alive!"

Although Fairy Miaomu was influenced by Mu Zuihuan, it was not as deep as Song Tai's after all.

Shaking her head in affirmation: "It's true that she didn't survive the thunder disaster. With her heart, if she lives a good life, she won't leave her own things."

Although Mu Zuihuan used to find a very remote place to cross the catastrophe.

But the Ascending Thunder Tribulation was no different than others, and attracted the attention of many monks as soon as it arrived.

They didn't dare to get close, so they had to watch from a distance.

He watched helplessly as the red shadow was smashed away in Lei Jiezhong.

After the thunder calamity dissipated, apart from the deep pits struck by the thunder force, there were scattered treasures of heaven and earth on the ground.

Those treasures of heaven and earth are all Mu Zuihuan's net worth.

The net worth she raised, of course, fell into the pockets of everyone after she said goodbye.

"Perhaps it's because she has a soul-gathering treasure in her body. It took a hundred years to gather the soul to condense the body, or to seize the body, and then it reappeared."

Song Tai was even more frightened.

Although he seldom interacted with Mu Zuihuan, he also knew that Mu Zuihuan would never let himself be in danger without the ability to protect himself.

Could it be that it took a hundred years for her cultivation to return to its peak?
impossible.

The way of heaven can't be so unfair...

"Song Tai, I haven't seen you in a hundred years, why have you become a coward? Could it be that you were too afraid to show up when you heard my voice?"

The familiar voice came again.

Song Tai could clearly sense the emotions of all the disciples, elders and others in the sect.

After all, Song Tai is their suzerain, and if they call the suzerain a coward, then what are they?
He was full of expectations for the suzerain to show up and drive away or punish this ignorant guy.

At the same time, I was also thinking, the suzerain didn't seem like someone who was provoked and treated him calmly, why didn't he show up for so long today?
Could it be that you are really afraid of that young female cultivator?
why?
Those who have this question are all newcomers, or monks who have heard about Mu Zuihuan's deeds but have never seen them before.

And those monks who still remember Mu Zuihuan understood why Song Tai was doing this.

There is already a shadow in my heart, and it is completely impossible to get rid of it completely.

The existence of Mu Zuihuan is like a mountain on top of his head.

Song Tai knew that if he didn't go out, the prestige of these hundreds of years would be destroyed.

But if he went out, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't have any negative emotions when facing Mu Zuihuan.

He could sense that the inner demons that had been wiped out seemed to be making a comeback, just waiting to explode when he advanced in seclusion, leaving him beyond redemption.

Taking a deep breath, she met Fairy Miaomu's beautiful eyes, and her eyes darkened.

Fairy Miaomu's heart skipped a beat.

Knowing that the Suzerain is afraid of Mu Zuihuan is one thing, but seeing it with his own eyes is another.

The suzerain is afraid of Mu Zuihuan, but it doesn't mean he is afraid of her.

Fairy Miaomu didn't care about the pain, and decisively chopped off the memory just now.

When he opened his eyes, he was a little dazed.

"Miaomu, you go back to Hanyue Peak first."

Fairy Miaomu paused, took her leave, and left quickly.

Song Tai was actually a little disappointed.

If Miaomu wasn't so aware of current affairs, he could have let off steam, collected his emotions, and then went out.

However, now there is no excuse.

　Looks like a million words, applause~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)