The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Combining various known clues, Li Muchen concluded that Duan Furong was not lying. There was no need for her to lie at this time. What was the point of lying when facing a dying person?

I originally had some expectations for Gong Yinluo's identity. Could it be her mother's pseudonym? Now it seems that this hope has been dashed.

But it's not bad to know that he has such an aunt. At least, as long as he finds her, many mysteries can be solved.

"Gong...where is my great-aunt?"

"Hmph, after being targeted by my master Ge Bubai, does she still dare to stay in the capital? Of course she ran away. If Mo Zhe hadn't been selfless, my master would have killed her back then."

Only then did Li Muchen realize that Gong Yinluo suddenly sold the house to hide from the situation. So Gong Yinluo must be hiding somewhere now.

"The Mohist has a selfless revenge? Haha!" Li Muchen sneered, "Then what do you mean by that? Isn't killing me a revenge for your own private revenge? In fact, you and I don't even have any revenge, you are just venting your private anger!"

Duan Furong's face showed pain, her chest rose and fell sharply, and she said: "You are right, I am indeed venting my personal anger. I have no enmity with you. If you want to blame me, blame your parents. I hate Gong Lingyan, I I hate Li Yunhua even more! I hate the Li family! They wiped out my entire Duan family, but they were wiped out by others as well. This is called the cycle of heaven and retribution, hahahaha..."

Duan Furong laughed wildly, but there was no joy in the laughter. It was full of sadness, floating in the abandoned metal kingdom.

"The Mohist has no selfless hatred! I have selfish hatred in my heart, which will never be eliminated in this life. Therefore, I am not a qualified Mohist."

"You would rather violate Mo's oath and bring shame on the Mo family than kill me?" Li Muchen asked.

"No, I won't kill you. It was Yin Ying who killed you." Duan Furong faced Yin Ying, "Go and pull out the fish intestine sword stuck in his body, and he will die."

"Master!" Yin Ying exclaimed, "Why do you want me to do it?"

"If someone dies in your hands, your mission will be completed." Duan Furong said, "I have violated Mo's rules and have no shame to sit in the position of the leader of this sect again. I have already given you the Xuanji Crossbow, this fish intestine sword After you pull it out, you don’t have to give it back to me. From now on, you will take my place and become the leader of Gemen."

"Master!" Yin Ying knelt down, "How can I be the leader of this sect? How can I be my disciple? Master, please take back your life!"

"Didn't you understand what I said?" Duan Furong was furious.

"Master!" Yin Ying sobbed, "Master, Ying'er would like to always be by Master's side. Ying'er doesn't want to be the master of the sect."

"Hmph, always by my side? If you can't kill Li Muchen, you will become his man. How can you always be by my side?"

"I……"

"Okay, don't embarrass her." Li Muchen said.

Duan Furong was stunned, tilted her head, frowned and said, "What did you say?"

"I said, don't embarrass her. I can just pull out this sword myself."

"How is that possible?" Duan Furong was surprised, "I clearly pierced the fish intestine sword into your heart, how could you be fine? Ying'er, see if the fish intestine sword was inserted into his chest?"

"Yes." Yin Ying said.

"Who says you will definitely die if you are stabbed in the heart?"

Li Muchen said, holding the hilt of the fish intestine sword, and slowly pulled out the sword.

Blood overflowed from the wound on his chest, like white cream, exuding a faint golden color in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Ah!" Yin Ying exclaimed, "His...his blood is white!"

Dai Ting also opened her eyes wide and looked at this scene in disbelief.

"What did you say?!" Duan Furong was shocked, "Blood is white? Blood turns into white ointment! Could it be that... you have entered the innate world after Li Lei's calamity?!"

Li Muchen looked at the fish intestine sword that he had pulled out, and ran his fingers over the sword, which was as thin as a salmon slice.

"It is indeed a good sword, worthy of being the king of assassins!" he praised.

If Duan Furong's cultivation was higher, it would be possible to succeed with that sword just now.

"Impossible! Impossible!" Duan Furong's voice trembled, "No one has ever been able to survive under the fish intestine sword! The fish intestine sword is not only extremely sharp and contains murderous intent, but also the sword has its own poison, and there is no cure for its poison. Even so. You have entered the innate world and achieved an immortal body. As long as you are not an indestructible body, it is impossible for you to be fine at all!"

Li Muchen looked at the drop of white blood condensed on the tip of the sword. Facing the light of the setting sun, there was a hint of black energy hidden in the blood drop like mutton-fat white jade.

The old woman is right, the fish intestine sword has its own poison.

Looking more carefully, there are actually two strands of black energy in the blood, intertwined together.

One is the poison of fish intestines, and the other is the demonic energy in his blood.

Ever since the last time his demons stirred up his inner demons and his retreat was interrupted, the demonic energy in Li Muchen's body has been ready to stir up.

Today, when Duan Furong made a sneak attack, he recognized the Fish Intestine Sword at a glance, and decided to make a dangerous move, fighting poison with poison, and using the fish intestine poison to conquer the evil poison in the blood.

The moment the Fish Intestinal Sword pierced the heart, he forcefully moved around the sky, wasting energy and energy, and forced the demonic energy to gather in the heart to a point. This was also the reason why he looked so miserable just now.

This move is very dangerous. The fish intestine is not an ordinary weapon. It is famous in the Tiandu Immortal Weapon Book and registered in the Famous Swords Book.

The demonic energy gathers in the heart. If it cannot be expelled, it will quickly corrode the mind and cause him to fall into the devil's path instantly.

Fortunately, it worked.

Li Muchen flicked his fingertips on the fish intestine sword, flicking up the bit of dirty blood.

The blood droplets drew an arc, flashing this strange light in the sunlight.

Duan Furong stretched out her hand and shot out a stream of Qi from her fingertips, hitting a drop of blood.

There was a sound of blood drops dissipating into smoke.

"The blood of the devil!" Duan Furong looked shocked, and instantly understood what Li Muchen had just done, "You actually used the poison of fish intestines to kill the blood of the devil in your body!"

"Give it back to you."

Li Muchen flicked his wrist, and the fish intestines stabbed away quickly, turning into a stream of light and falling into Duan Furong's hand.

"This is a famous sword through the ages, why don't you want it?"

"This is your sword, not mine."

"Okay, okay!" Duan Furong said three good words in a row, "Exorcising demons at the risk of one's life is for bravery. Seeing rare treasures without being greedy is for purity. If you are a disciple of the Mohist family, you may have the assets of a wealthy man. What a pity. pity!"

"What's the pity?" Yin Ying looked at Li Muchen curiously and expectantly.

"The Mo family has not produced a great man for two thousand years!" Duan Furong sighed, "It's a pity that he is the son of a witch. The Mohists are the most strict in recruiting disciples, so it is impossible to accept him as a disciple."

"Master, hasn't he already used the poison of fish intestines to remove the demonic energy from his body?"

"So what? How can the devil's bloodline be changed so easily? It's easy to get rid of the devil's energy, but it's difficult to get rid of the devil's heart. If the devil's mind is not removed, and the devil's energy is gone and resurrected, he will still be a devil after all."

Duan Furong shook her head, and suddenly felt that there was a problem with her attitude, and suddenly became angry, "What am I talking about? How can I feel sorry for you, such an evildoer! If you want to blame it, blame your father. He insisted on marrying a witch to bring you a child. You are covered in demon blood, and your superior qualifications have been wasted. Go away and don’t appear in front of me again!”

Li Mu laughed and said, "You won't kill me?"

Duan Furong snorted coldly: "Huh, I can't kill you! You can't even think of using this to stop humiliating me. Twenty years ago, I already suffered enough humiliation."

Then he said to Yin Ying, "Mo Zhe keeps his promise. Since you can't kill him, just keep your promise and go with him."