I lead the villains to help justice in the world of cultivating immortals

Xingli's eyes gradually fell on Mo Sheng's slightly cramped fingertips, the thin wrist bones were slightly protruding, and he gripped the pair of chopsticks forcefully.

I don't know what I'm obsessed with.

"Hurry up and eat, don't let me...!"

At first, Xingli wanted to say something threatening, but when she thought about the inhuman treatment Mo Sheng received last month, Xingli couldn't say anything later.

Originally, Mo Sheng's young nature had been subjected to inhuman abuse and destruction, if I frightened him again...

Maybe it will blacken and destroy the world in minutes for her to see.

Mo Sheng pursed his lips, finally made up his mind, placed all the dishes in front of Xingli beside him, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat.

It seemed that he hadn't had such a delicious meal for a long time.

That seductive fragrance almost made his heart throb, as if in another world, as if the previous torture was just a hallucination in his dream.

When I woke up from the dream, that person seemed to be the same person.

He even suspected that he touched his hollow spiritual root, and the faint tingling woke him up.

Mo Sheng warned himself, don't be soft-hearted, don't be soft-hearted, you want to take revenge on her!

Such small favors and favors are just Xingli's tricks!

"Master, I'm done eating, let's go."

At first, Mo Sheng wanted to see if Xingli could bear the gossip around her, but later he found that Xingli's face was full of indifference, which made Mo Sheng a little bored.

"Okay, I'll take you back after eating, you pack your luggage and we'll go to the border."

"It's not peaceful there recently. I'm going to take you to experience it. You should be prepared."

Xingli's words made Mo Sheng feel chill gradually, and his eyes became a bit sharp and indifferent.

"Are you going to send me to die?"

"Experience? Look at me now, anyone is enough to kill me."

"You told me to let me practice?"

Mo Sheng's tone was soft and cool, every single word, like a swan being slaughtered, before the last tragic song of departure.

"I will protect you!"

Xing Li also seemed to realize that what she just drew was wrong, so she hurriedly added, comforting Mo Sheng.

"Why do you make me believe that you make me believe in someone who digs out my spiritual roots!"

Mo Sheng was a little agitated, so he slapped the table and stood up. He stood up and questioned Xing Li in a low voice!

The sound is neither loud nor small, but enough to cause an uproar.

"Fuck?! What's going on! The reason why Mo Sheng was crippled was because Fairy Xingli dug out his spiritual roots?!"

"Did I hear it wrong?! This, this... I heard it, won't I be silenced?!"

"Is it actually like this? Is it true?!! Fairy Xingli is actually a beauty with a heart of snakes and scorpions?"

"Run, let's run quickly, we shouldn't listen to such things!"

……

Most of the people around whispered to each other because they were afraid of getting angry.

No one would care what kind of grief Mo Sheng, who had already been dug out of his spiritual root, said these words.

How to expose this matter in front of everyone with all the ruined boats.

He was ready to bear Xingli's anger.

Now he exposed Xingli's hypocritical face, and let his true face be exposed to everyone.

He no longer cared about everything, and was about to drag Xingli into the endless abyss and dust.

He is already a useless person now, a person rotten in the mud, so...he wants to pull that tall, high-necked fairy Xingli into the mortal world, turning him into a rotten person exactly like himself.

Seeing Mo Sheng's angry look, Xing Li was puzzled.

Doesn't this make him happy?

Why do you add blackening value? !

Xingli couldn't understand the twists and turns in Mo Sheng's heart at all.

"Are you unhappy why?"

Mo Sheng's body froze slightly, Xing Li's bewildered words completely caught Mo Sheng off guard.

At this time, shouldn't he kill himself with a palm?

Or just grab your own neck to express anger?

Why is it so peaceful?

It's like he doesn't seem to care how important what he just said is to his reputation.

Didn't she care most about her famous reputation?

Now that he looks like he doesn't care at all, he even spoils him a little bit in his words for his bad behavior of exposing him in front of everyone just now?

happy? !

The answer is no, because he didn't see Xingli's painful appearance.

It's like hitting the cotton with a fist, it's limp, and it doesn't get anything in return.

Nor did he feel the pleasure of revenge.

"Why am I unhappy, don't you know?! You want me to die, do you still expect me to be grateful to you?! Xing Li, I really don't know what's going on in your mind!"

"Makes me nauseous!"

"How can I be happy? If you really want to know, then you can dig out your spiritual root and give it to me now, okay?

Both the light spiritual root and the dark spiritual root are mutated spiritual roots, and I think my body should be able to bear it. "

Xingli looked at the blackened kid in front of him, and the dark eyes in his eyes were almost the same as when Xingli met Mo Sheng for the first time before and was strangled to death by him, the deep taste was not too different.

"Okay, if you want my spiritual root, I will give it to you."

Mo Sheng frowned and laughed softly.

"Master, that mouth can be deceiving!"

Mo Sheng was reaching out to support Xingli's chin, her delicate skin was like white porcelain, it was hard to put it down.

Mo Sheng rubbed it with his slightly rough fingertips, his gaze was like a torch, and he fixed his eyes on Xingli.

Not a single gleam in his eyes was missed.

He could only rely on clumsy methods to judge whether Xingli was talking to coax him.

But those eyes are full of charm, just like the most charming epiphyllum in summer night, it is amazing enough.

Even clearly aware of his bold move, those eyes are still bright and clear, without the slightest bit of dissatisfaction, and he indulged his behavior.

It can almost arouse the deepest and persistent evil thoughts in Mo Sheng's body.

I want to see those eyes stained with red marks, full of tears, looking at myself in pain.

Only then will I be truly happy...

He's not normal, is he?

Let's be a little more indulgent, let's be more undefended against me...

In this way, when I drag you into hell, I will have the pleasure of revenge~

Mo Sheng slowly raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes showed satisfaction.

He leaned over and pressed his forehead against Xingli's.

I used my cold body temperature to touch the hot star glass.

It's like the moths jumping into the flame, a bit overwhelmed, but bravely chasing the light that belongs to him, Mo Sheng doesn't know if he is like this.

But he knew that he seemed to be pleased by Xingli's stupid look just now.