Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

"Luo Qingyan, don't blame me... Who made you ungrateful..." Mo Lisu raised her hand, and the oil-paper umbrella was blown away by the wind and rain, and it flew to nowhere in an instant.

She was soaked by the rain and stood in the drizzle for two minutes. Then she suddenly stretched out her hand to mess up her hair, soiled her clothes, and patted a handful of mud on her. She was very embarrassed. He ran back, crying and shouting all the way, "Brother Qingfeng... Qingyan fell off the cliff... Please save her quickly..."

Soon, some people gathered at the entrance of Fanyin Palace, and some disciples hurriedly went to notify the third elder.

When Qingfeng arrived here, Mo Li was already surrounded by the disciples of Fanyin Palace.

"what happened?!"

Qingfeng pushed aside the crowd and asked loudly.

Just now, a disciple ran over to him in a panic and told him that his disciple fell off a cliff and died. He didn't believe it at all! What kind of realm is Luo Qingyan? It is the realm of true gods! How could a person who had just advanced to the realm of spiritual cultivation fall off a cliff and die in the human world? ! Isn't this a big joke? ! What an international joke!

Mo Li cried miserably, tears flowing out of Mo Li's eyes like a fountain, and the sadness was deep between her eyebrows. Her eyes revealed endless pain, as if there was a desolate place deep in her soul that no warmth could touch.

"Brother Qingfeng...you can scold me! You can even beat me...it's all my fault! It's all my fault...it was me who failed to protect Qingyan and let her be knocked off the cliff by my own clan...my cultivation is low, You failed to protect her... It's all my fault... It's all my fault... Brother Qingfeng, please hit me..."

Mo Li cried with pear blossoms in the rain, grabbing the breeze with both hands and shaking her gown constantly, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

Qingfeng's eyes became colder, and the pressure was no longer restrained, all was released, and some low-level people knelt down one after another. They really couldn't bear it anymore.

"Didn't you say that it was raining and the road was slippery and you had to go and pick her up in person?! Why did she fall off the cliff when she was fine? And you are still safe?!"

While saying these words, Qingfeng stared closely at every subtle expression on Mo Li's face, trying to see any flaws on her face, but there was nothing.

Mo Li's heartbeat quickened and she felt a thump in her heart. Unexpectedly, Qingfeng directly suspected her. She tried hard to force herself to calm down quickly and keep her face from being deformed by fear.

"Brother Qingfeng...are you doubting me?! My relationship with Qingyan is so good, and I don't want to see anything happen to her..."

After saying that, Mo Li pretended to wipe her tears with her sleeves, covering Qingfeng's scrutinizing gaze.

"Third Elder! This demon clan member cannot be trusted! If Luo Qingyan was really ambushed, there is no way she wouldn't even have a chance to ask for help. Luo Qingyan is the most powerful among all our disciples. She must be lying. ! The demons don’t have any good things, this witch’s words are unbelievable!” a Sanskrit Palace disciple said angrily.

Another disciple immediately echoed, "Yes, with Luo Qingyan's cunning and wit, how could she not even have a chance to ask for help?! She was obviously lying! Our Fanyin Palace was almost wiped out because of the demons, Luo Qing Yan killed this woman’s sister, and such a blood feud was probably the work of this demon clan member!”