Reborn as a crazy female disciple of the God who killed his wife three times

Under the red sun, peach blossoms are in full bloom, streams are flowing, and the Xiguang dyes the falling flowers a layer of blood-red, so bright that it hurts Li Mo's eyes. Looking at the peach blossoms stained with blood all over the world, and the corpses and body parts all around, he is a little stunned...

Peach petals were flying everywhere, and the blood-stained petals with fishy smell dyed the world solemn and weird. The coldness of blood and powder made people feel cold, and they felt helpless for no reason. Li Mo felt exactly like that. The next moment, she saw a beautiful face like a jade ice sculpture. This face was so beautiful that it seemed not to be from this world. The white porcelain and tender face was matched with a pair of obsidian eyes. The eyes were as bright as the scorching sun in the daytime, and it was as if the sky was full of colorful stars. Li Mo's heart was moved...

The man just said, "Don't be afraid..." His voice was a little childish, but his tone was very serious and solemn, which made people feel a little strange. Li Mo looked at the boy in front of him, who looked about seven or eight years old. He was dressed in white fairy clothes and held the sword at his waist. He was as beautiful as a banished fairy boy in a painting. He said, "This time, the Hehuan Sect robbed two hundred boys and girls to select disciples. Those who were unqualified were used to refine the spirits of the formation infants. My master happened to know about it. My master wanted to eliminate demons and defend the way of Taoism, and support the righteousness of the world. Today he came to rescue you... Don't be afraid. Now, you are saved."

Li Mo, who had been staring blankly at everything in front of her, finally showed some expression. However, this expression was not the gratitude or fear that the boy had imagined. Instead, a more inexplicable expression appeared on her face, and there was even a hint of displeasure...

Unhappy...

The boy didn't understand why he felt that among the two hundred children, this five or six-year-old girl standing in the middle of the first row, facing him, who was as beautiful as a peach blossom and as bright as a fairy, did not show the fear and terror like the other children, but instead had a look of indifference and displeasure of a superior...

He might be hallucinating, he thought.

But he was not wrong. Li Mo, the leader of the He Huan Sect in his previous life, one of the ten great demon kings, with lovers and concubines all over the six realms and eight wastelands, was now looking at the sea of ​​blood and corpses under the peach blossoms, and the swordsman with fluttering sleeves in the distance in the sky. He was very unhappy...

Yes, she was reborn. In her previous life, she died in the great war between Taoism and Demon a thousand years later, but was reborn on the day when she was abducted by the Hehuan Sect, her spiritual roots were screened according to their grades, and she was selected as the inner disciple of the sect leader. But after her rebirth, she had not yet started to have her spiritual roots tested by the Hehuan Sect, and she had not even seen the face of the sect leader. In front of her was a blood mist. The disciples of the Hehuan Sect, who had just been smiling so evilly and lewdly, were torn into pieces and became corpses under the terrible and suffocating Haotian sword energy, without a trace of life.

And the man who wielded the sword, the one who destroyed a sect with one sword, was actually the best swordsman in the world, Tian Jianzi Mu Jianfei.

Mu Jianfei. When Li Mo learned from the boy that the man floating in the air with white sleeves dancing like a banished god was Mu Jianfei, the number one righteous man in his previous life, the calm expression on her face suddenly collapsed, and her eyes revealed disbelief and fear...

The Mu Jianfei who went mad because of his inner demons and emotional tribulations, causing mountains to collapse and the earth to split, thousands of people to die tragically, Taoists and demons to fight each other, and only one in ten living beings to survive?

The Mu Jianfei who was known as the most handsome man in the world, attracted the hearts of countless female cultivators, was willing to throw himself into a flame, but killed his wife three times to prove his truth, and finally became a demon and went mad, causing chaos in the world and mountains of corpses and seas of blood?

Li Mo felt a chill in his heart.

What made her even more crazy was that after she was rescued, she actually became Mu Jianfei's second disciple, because she was found to have the same Tianpo Xuanbing spiritual root as Mu Jianfei, and there were only two people like this in the world.

She then became the junior sister of the boy who looked like a jade doll.

She looked at the innocent girl in front of her, smiled shyly and said to herself: "This is the first time I have a junior sister, I don't know what to do. Junior sister, if you need anything, you can tell me, as your senior brother, I will definitely help you..."

After saying that, he touched her head, with an expression of satisfaction, as if saying, "It's great that I have a junior sister. I must be a good senior brother." On the surface, he still maintained the calmness and dignity of a fairy child. The mind of a seven-year-old child can be seen through at a glance, not to mention the thousand-year-old demon Li Mo, but Li Mo still looked at him blankly.

He blinked and asked in surprise, "Junior sister, why are you looking at me like this?"

Li Mo has not yet recovered from the fact that she, a witch from a demon sect, was reborn and became the second disciple of the number one person in the righteous path. She looked at the overly beautiful boy in front of her with a wooden face. Suddenly, an idea popped up in the depths of her heart. Her senior brother in this life, Mu Xuzhen... was the Mu Xuzhen she had heard of in her previous life, who was known as the number one swordsman under Tian Jianzi and the number one disciple of the second generation, but had an affair with his master's wife and was finally expelled from the sect and killed by thousands of swords of the righteous path.

She slowly covered her face and slowly squatted down. She ignored the worry beside her and squatted down as well. Mu Xuzhen anxiously asked, "Junior sister, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" She said hoarsely from the depths of her throat...

"No... that's not true..."

Damn, I must be dreaming...

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In the early morning, the sky was dim, and in the dim light, the white dress emitting the glittering light of snow slowly stretched out white jade-like fingers. The fingertips were pink and tender, like the buds of flowers that just bloomed in spring, with a hint of tenderness. The fingers alone were extremely moving, and in front of the bronze mirror, she was dressed in white, with an extraordinary face, and at a young age, she had the charm of a country that could overwhelm the city.

The snow-white Taoist robe made her look untainted by the mundane world, and the girl's facial features were also beautiful. But there was a strange evil in her eyes, and even a hint of seduction was hidden in the depths. This was extremely strange on a five or six-year-old child...

Li Mo sighed and closed her eyes in front of the mirror. She hid the strange look in her eyes that was incompatible with the Wentian Sect, the largest sect of the righteous path. She thought that the pale, solemn and cold Taoist uniforms of the Wentian Sect were really not pleasing to her eyes. Her favorite clothes in her previous life were blood red. A deep red like the setting sun, a cruel and vivid red.

She was the Demon Lord Limo and the leader of the Hehuan Sect in her previous life, and in this life she became Mu Limo, the second disciple of Mu Jianfei of the Wentian Sect.

Who could have expected that she, a female devil, would be reborn like this? Not only could she not be as crazy and wanton as in her previous life, relying on her previous life when she was half a step away from being a Hinayana practitioner to accumulate evil in the world, but she also had to carefully restrain her edge and evilness, for fear that the Sword Lord would see any clue of her. Under the sword of justice, she would be annihilated and would have no power to resist.

Yes, she was now as weak as an ant in front of the Heavenly Sword Lord. She had lost all her magic power and magic weapons from her previous life, and returned to the beginning, when she was five years old and had just come into contact with Taoism. Moreover, she was learning the righteous Taoism that she had never come into contact with in her previous life. She had abandoned the magic skills that she had practiced for a thousand years, which meant that she had to start from scratch.