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

Chapter 459 The Demon Lady of the Mozun Family 31
He wanted to admit his mistake now, but he couldn't control his hands and feet, as if they didn't belong to him.

Mu Zuihuan's stiff body instantly returned to normal after Mu Zuihuan smiled lightly.

Because, Mu Zuihuan didn't even look at him more, let alone teach him a lesson for his rudeness.

Outside the entire secret realm, it was as quiet as a chicken.

Just because there were three more people, a silent sense of restraint made everyone even breathe easier.

To say that the most horrifying person was Sheng Ziqiu.

He had no idea, Sheng Qianqiu was actually Mu Zuihuan!

Sheng Qianqiu, who had grown up with him since childhood, became his companion, and even gave up his life to win him a chance to live!
At this moment, his heart almost stopped beating.

All the memories from childhood to entering the secret realm emerged in my mind one after another.

The more he thought about it, the more Sheng Ziqiu's body trembled.

He had never doubted that this Mu Zuihuan was not the Sheng Qianqiu he knew.

Just judging from the breath and feeling, he knew that this was the same person, and there was no loss.

After more than ten years of getting along, Sheng Ziqiu still knows a little bit about Mu Zuihuan.

The reason why she was patient as a companion cultivator might be because she didn't want to owe karma.

She had also been waiting for the moment when the ban was activated.

Regardless of whether she died or not, the moment he, Sheng Ziqiu, gave up on her, the karma would be completely repaid, and there would be no relationship in the future.

He couldn't help thinking.

If Mu Zuihuan had lived a great life in the Sheng family since childhood, would he definitely be grateful?

I will.

After all, those who have been kind to her in the Sheng family have had a good life so far.

As for those who treated her badly, although they didn't lose their lives, they were in a difficult situation.

In fact, she was different from what the rumors said.

She can do whatever she wants, but she will never kill someone for a disagreement.

A person who cares so much about cause and effect will certainly not kill for no reason.

Sheng Ziqiu looked carefully at the luck fan that was still emitting light.

He didn't make eye contact with Mu Zuihuan as he wished, but he could clearly see the person beside Mu Zuihuan.

It was a boy he had met once.

It was the boy who was very close to Mu Zuihuan in that secret realm.

That one, peerless in appearance, was a young man who couldn't even compare to Fu Xin, the most beautiful man in the Thousand Spirit World.

He hugged Mu Zuihuan, with a soft smile on the corner of his mouth, lowered his head slightly, and whispered something in Mu Zuihuan's ear.

Then, Mu Zuihuan smiled at him, dazzlingly beautiful.

Looking obsessively at Sheng Ziqiu who was Mu Zuihuan, his whole body trembled suddenly, his eyes turned slightly, and he saw a coldness in the eyes of the young man whose expression was still extremely soft just now, looking at him was like looking at a dead person.

Sheng Ziqiu trembled all over, hurriedly looked away, lowered his head, feeling bitter in his heart.

What is he expecting?
If it wasn't for his father's chance to bring back Mu Zuihuan who was still an infant, it would be impossible for him to get along with Mu Zuihuan for more than ten years.

In the past, when people were by his side, he didn't care at all. After all, he was just an accompanist. No matter how good-looking he was, the end result was only one death.

Now that she has paid off the cause and effect, and no longer has any relationship with the Sheng family, he has more thoughts that he shouldn't have.

This is indeed the wrong thought.

Such a person is not what he is qualified to dream of.

That's blasphemy.

Time seems to have become extremely slow after Mu Zuihuan and his party arrived.

A day's work, originally just sitting in meditation and opening his eyes, passed by.

But now I did open and close my eyes several times, but only half an hour had passed.

The person floating quietly above the heads of all the forces is actually not moving at all.

But it was so quiet that everyone felt out of breath.

This is the great power that once crossed the thunder tribulation and flew!

Even if we don’t know whether her strength today is the same as it was a hundred years ago, just because she is not afraid of any forces at all, we know that she is very confident.

The waiting time always passes very slowly, but no matter how slow it is, the secret realm will open as scheduled.

This time, no one from the force dared to speak up and be the first to enter. They were all waiting for the silent boss above them to speak up.

Mu Zuihuan chuckled lightly: "Ling'er, go. If anyone dares to do something to you without eyesight, just kill him. If you can't beat him, just send me a voice transmission."

Ruan Ling'er was filled with pride.

Look!
This is the golden thigh she hugged!
Properly overriding all major forces in the Thousand Spirit Realm, from now on, she can completely walk sideways!
He said 'yes' arrogantly.

Adhering to the principle of not embarrassing the boss of Zuihuan, without squinting, he directly entered the secret realm.

Among the Xuan Yu Sect's foundation-building disciples, when he finally dared to raise his eyes and take a look at the figure called "Ling'er", he was immediately frightened to the point of trembling with fear.

This, this, isn't this the Ruan Linger who was expelled from the outer door by some means?
She, she, she, she is so close to the witch, and she is softly called "Jing'er"?
He seemed to have lost his soul, standing there in a daze, unable to close his mouth.

The fear in his heart surged like a tide.

Was she attracted by Mu Zuihuan and accepted as his disciple?

Well, if Mu Zuihuan knew about what he did, would he still be alive?

"There was one who did something wrong."

Only Mu Zuihuan could speak in such a quiet time.

Hearing these words, the heart and liver of the Foundation Establishment Stage disciple seemed to be broken, his feet went limp, and he passed out.

"Heh, only your Xuanyu Sect will want someone with such a bad temper."

The elder of the Xuanyu Sect and the innocent disciple who was implicated in the gun: "..."

Overturning a boat full of people with one pole shows Mu Zuihuan's anger.

As the saying goes, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

She watched the reaction of the male disciple who fainted just now when he saw Ruan Ling'er.

If she hadn't done something unconscionable, she wouldn't have been frightened out of her courage by a single word, and would have completely crushed her already unstable Dao heart.

This man is really useless.

Not only is it difficult to make progress in cultivation, but it is also very likely to decline.

It is impossible to become a demon, and such a person is not even qualified to become a demon.

"When will this secret realm be opened again?"

"Return to Venerable, it will be opened again in half a year."

"Ah."

Mu Zuihuan responded lazily, and the luck fan rose immediately and flew away with a swish.

After confirming that Mu Zuihuan had really left, the monks from various factions truly breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, everyone was intimidated by Mu Zuihuan, and there was no intention of anyone being more ashamed than the other.

Pretend that nothing happened, and still enter the secret realm according to the previous regulations.

Without Ruan Ling'er around, it seemed much quieter.

Changge was so quiet that he always wanted to do something, but when he saw Mu Zuihuan's childish face, he felt depressed.

Mu Zuihuan was not blind either, so he poked at him amusedly: "Do you want to go back to the Demon Realm?"

"What are you going back to the Demon Realm for?"

"I have never seen a real demon, and I want to see it. It is said that the more advanced a demon is, the more outstanding his appearance is. Is it true?"

Changge looked down at her: "I'm not the best example?"

"Then, is there a demon more beautiful than you?"

Changge tapped her forehead lightly: "Better looking than me, then the Demon Lord is not me."

Changge pinched her chin, raised her face a little higher, bent down, did nothing, just got closer, breathing on her face.

"The deity is the most beautiful. There is nothing better than the deity, even if you have to look a little better. Therefore, if you look at those who are not as good as the deity, you should look at the deity more."

(End of this chapter)