The Abandoned Daughter of the Miraculous Doctor: Killing the Demon Emperor with a Kiss

"That's right, I have never met you before, and we may have a deep hatred for each other. Why must I kill you? Why should I tell you!?" Dean Mo Ye looked at Lan Qingyu jokingly. He looked at the indifferent look on Lan Qingyu's face and wished he could pull him down immediately and crush him under his feet.

Lan Qingyu's cold eyes flashed with sarcasm, "You think I won't know if you don't tell me? There is no such thing as an impenetrable wall. Do you want to die with a secret?"

After saying that, Lan Qingyu kicked Dean Mo Ye to the ground, then stepped on Dean Mo Ye's chest, and his voice became colder and colder, "Do you want to taste death?"

Click!

A crisp sound rang out.

It sounds particularly pleasant in this quiet air.

Dean Mo Ye heard the sound of his bones breaking. He smiled coldly, "That's it. Lan Qingyu, you are nothing more than this!"

"Oh, really? So you are looking for death now? Very good, I will help you." Lan Qingyu looked at Dean Mo Ye sarcastically.

The old man in gray clothes and white hair couldn't help but speak when he saw this. Lan Qingyu thought that this man could be so hard-hearted that he would continue to remain calm and show no emotion, allowing her to kill Mo Ye.

Lan Qingyu didn't stop at all. Instead, she increased her strength, stepping on Mo Ye so hard that he vomited blood.

Seeing this, the old man in gray clothes and white hair was really anxious. He shouted loudly, "Girl, please show mercy. My beloved disciple was indeed disrespectful to you and did some things that were against the will of heaven and humanity, but he is not a bad person. All this was because of me, so I am willing to atone for my beloved disciple's sins!"

Dean Mo Ye was stunned.

He looked at his master in disbelief, muttering, "Why do you do this? Are you sympathizing with me? Or are you going to insult me ​​again?"

The old man in gray clothes and white hair sighed deeply, "Moye, you misunderstood me."

"Misunderstanding, who dares to misunderstand you, Master? Who dares? If you hadn't been so partial to me back then and hadn't always protected Senior Brother Mo Ye, how could he have become what he is now? You knew that you would not gain anything by courting a tiger, but you still conspired with the Blood Alliance for nearly a decade. Master, all this is because of you, it's all because of you, it's all because of you!" Dean Mo Ye burst into tears and lay on the ground in agony, sobbing loudly, and every word he said was full of self-blame and anger.

"Ah! It is true that I neglected you and did not take your feelings into consideration. I have realized my mistake." The old man in gray clothes and white hair squatted down helplessly, looking at Dean Moye with a guilty look on his face.

"Mo Ye, you haven't finished telling me why you're dealing with me." Lan Qingyu looked down at Dean Mo Ye, his voice neither hurried nor slow, making people feel uncomfortable, as if someone was strangling him.

Dean Mo Ye had a strange expression on his face.

It's like the pleasure after revenge, but also the anger of hatred, which makes people feel very complicated and changeable.

"Why? You should ask your mother. If it wasn't for that bitch Leng Ruobing who had my spiritual roots destroyed, and if it wasn't for Huankong who had colluded with the Blood Alliance and the Demonic Sound Sect, I would have fallen to the point of being mixed up with those filthy monsters from the Blood Alliance. You don't know how painful it is to have your spiritual roots destroyed. I have been looked down upon and insulted by the world, how could I be willing to accept that?"

"Thanks to God's mercy, I was able to recover my spiritual roots and start practicing again. I also met you, Lan Qingyu, who looks exactly like the cold and cold woman. Otherwise, I don't know how I would have gotten over this anger. It's such a pity, such a pity that I fell into your hands. I can only blame myself for underestimating you and being too self-righteous."