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

After the death of a cultivator who has transcended the mortal world and reached the realm of floating life, he or she will turn into dust and disappear between heaven and earth without any decay. Zhao Wulang has not reached this level of cultivation, but as the eldest son of the Zhao family, Elder Zhao has the ability to let him leave the world in this way.

He was seen twisting his fingers and chanting a spell, and a coffin slowly dropped from the ceiling. The coffin was inlaid with nine golden inscriptions, and radiated a golden halo. The four corners were inlaid with crystal blue jade bars, which looked rich and powerful, and perfectly fit the image of the Zhao family, which was extremely powerful and wealthy.

The coffin gradually fell to a height of five feet from the ground, parallel to everyone's line of sight. Elder Zhao did not waste time and directly placed a golden glass lamp under the coffin. The lamp mouth emitted light, and wisps of green smoke rose, surrounding the coffin.

When the smoke gradually and completely enveloped the coffin, a slight sound was heard from inside, and everyone was startled.

Zhao Baishuang screamed, "Ah, ah... the lid of the coffin moved..."

Elder Zhao's face changed drastically. He immediately waved away the glass lamp and opened the coffin lid.

Zhao Wulang's gray face was revealed, and the Zhao family even installed puppet prostheses for him to make him look like a complete human body.

Li Mo did not step forward, but several elders stepped forward to observe. After watching for a long time, they could not see anything unusual, and could not help but look at each other in confusion.

Li Mo stood in the distance, half closing her eyelashes.

True Lord Qinghua said, "Forget it, let's finish the ceremony first. There may be some small mistakes."

Elder Zhao nodded, glanced at Li Mo who was sitting quietly, and then walked back to his seat.

The ceremony continued and the coffin lid was slowly closed. At this moment, the demon seed in Li Mo's body suddenly moved. At the moment when the coffin lid was about to close, she clearly saw a bright line flashing on Zhao Wulang's forehead. It was so subtle that it was almost imperceptible, but she could see that it was exactly the same line that flashed on Zhao Qingren's forehead in the Chiquan secret place.

Her pupils shrank slightly and she sat up straight abruptly.

Su Xun, who was standing by, immediately looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone in the hall looked at her.

She clasped the handles of the chair with her five fingers, pursed her lips, and was silent for a while. Finally, she smiled strangely and said, "It's okay, continue."

Elder Zhao glared at her unhappily and continued to offer sacrifices to Zhao Wulang with the glass lamp.

During the ceremony, a strange atmosphere circulated in the hall, as if something was suppressing it, which was a bit weird.

In this strange atmosphere, the funeral ended, and Li Mo and Su Xun returned home together.

On the way, Su Xun asked her: "What happened to you just now?"

He knew she wouldn't lose her composure like that without a reason.

Li Mo did not answer immediately, but walked forward slowly. When she was almost at the bottom of Chaohua Peak, she suddenly turned around and asked, "Do you feel that we are like chess pieces that cannot resist?"

"what?"

"It's as if our every move is in the expectation of the hidden enemy. No matter what we think or do, the enemy seems to have arranged everything in advance. No matter which path we take, we will fall into the enemy's trap. It's like a huge and irresistible net, tightly surrounding us, Du Cangfeng, and Wentian Sect. All resistance is just a struggle, and we can't escape the final outcome and the net..."

"what do you mean……"

"I have always felt that my biggest enemy is the Zhao family. Everything I have seen and experienced tells me that the Zhao family is my enemy. However, if all this is an illusion, and it is all designed by someone..."

Su Xun widened his eyes and looked at Li Mo with some confusion.

He just couldn't believe it, and then he heard Li Mo say -

"What if my enemy is not Songxiu Peak, not the Zhao family, but Chaohua Peak... or your master..."

……

Si Renxuan felt that there was something strange between Su Xun and Li Mo. They didn't communicate with each other, and even their eyes rarely met. It seemed that something had happened between them...

"What did you do?"

"Nothing." Li Mo said lightly.

"Really? You guys are so secretive and don't say anything. One by one..." Si Renxuan looked mad.

Li Mo smiled.

"My sister is the same. She has been acting strangely for the past few days. She hides in her room and doesn't speak. She doesn't answer anything I ask her. It's so annoying. What is the purpose of having a mouth? Can't she speak?"

Li Mo's eyebrows moved and she asked, "What happened to Xiaoxiao?"

Haven't seen her for several days.

"How should I know?" Si Renxuan held his head with his hands, looking like he was about to collapse.