The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

Mu Xi was seriously injured and had not yet recovered. When he heard Ji Qingzhou's words, he opened his mouth and spoke in a broken voice: "No... I, it's..."

"Hold Zhu."

Mu Xi was seriously injured and in a trance. He did not call Taoist Bai Wei by her Taoist name as politely as usual, but subconsciously called out her real name, Mo Zhizhu.

"My master...loves flowers?"

Ji Qingzhou was bewildered: "I have only seen her grow magical herbs. Even when she grows flowers, they are always simple and elegant."

But what Muxi gave her last time, and what she picked this time at the risk of her life, were all rich and bright red flowers.

Ji Qingzhou had never seen such a color on his master.

"She hates me, so she won't want to see this red again."

Muxi was gradually able to speak, but she was a little weak.

She looked at the red flower in her hand, her eyes fixed, as if she was seeing someone very far away through the flower.

"You have never seen Zhizhu's youthful demeanor. It was really..."

"She's the only one I can see."

When she first met Taoist Bai Wei, Mu Xi was only sixteen or seventeen years old. She relied on the influence of her clan to become a disciple of the Wuliang Sect.

Learn etiquette and strategies in the human world, and use this new identity to make up for what is missing in your destiny.

On her way to Wuliang Sect, she saw the demon cultivators hiding in the city, who had gone mad and were slaughtering mortals.

Mu Xi's strength was not very strong at that time. He was only in the late stage of Qi Refining, which was a big gap compared to the demon cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

Plus, she has a flaw in her fate, so once she gets into danger, she will be the first to die.

In the moment when Muxi hesitated, a figure like a raging fire passed by her, causing a storm and slashing out thousands of swords in the blink of an eye.

The demon cultivator was blown from the east to the west of the city by thousands of sword energies, and the entire road was filled with bloody pieces of flesh.

Finally, there was a loud bang, and a white skeleton with all the flesh removed was embedded into the city wall.

The woman in red was squatting on the city wall, supporting her chin with one hand, and with the other hand she seemed to be holding a dagger, tapping it lightly on the blue bricks at her feet.

The force was neither light nor heavy, but like beating a drum, "dong", "dong"... everyone in the city could hear it.

Muxi's heartbeat followed the sound of the dagger striking, again and again.

"Those who cause chaos will die."

The woman spoke, her voice was not as clear as that of an average girl, but rather deep and hoarse, with an indescribable magnetism.

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly attacked, threw the dagger in her hand, and stabbed a middle-aged man in a short shirt and with a simple appearance in the crowd directly, pinning him to the ground!

"The boss!"

Beside the middle-aged man, a woman screamed and covered her mouth in disbelief. She looked angrily at the woman on the wall and cried sadly, "It is said that monks cannot hurt mortals! Why did you——"

However, before she could question him, the man on the ground let out a miserable howl, and black air emerged from his mouth and nose like a living thing.

His face twisted and distorted, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sharp-nosed and monkey-faced man with blue eyes.

The woman's words to question the woman got stuck in her throat and turned into a more terrified scream. She took a few steps back: "You you you... who are you?"

She quickly understood what had happened, and rushed over to tear the dead man's face to pieces, howling, "You killed my man! You actually killed my man! Damn demon cultivator! God damn demon cultivator!!!"

"Buzz!"

The dagger that nailed the man to death flew up and moved through the crowd like a fish, as if it had a new target.

Immediately, some demon cultivators or people with evil intentions changed their expressions and fled in all directions without hesitation.

"Do you remember the face?"

On the wall, the woman stood up, raised her hand to summon a knife, clenched it tightly, bent her legs slightly, and prepared to attack: "There are nine in total, five for me and four for you."

A woman in white holding a sword suddenly appeared beside her. She raised her eyebrows when she heard what she said: "How dare you, Mo Zhizhu, look down on me! I'm five and you're four, that's about right!"

"If you are as fast as me, I will give you five."

The woman in red said this and disappeared into the crowd as a shadow.

Whenever the knife flashed, heads flew into the sky.

"I watched carefully at that time. Zhizhu killed six people, and Jixian only snatched three from her."

Muxi coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, as if she recalled the scene of that day, and the pain in her body was nothing.

Jixian is the real name of Taoist Xiaoyao, Chu Jixian.

Ji Qingzhou knew that Taoist Xiaoyao and her master had known each other since childhood, one was a genius in swordsmanship and the other was a genius in swordsmanship.

Whenever they appear together, people don't know where to look, they are both dazzling.

"After finding out the rioters in the city, as well as the hidden demon cultivators and criminals, Zhizhu left. When I came to my senses and tried to chase her, she was nowhere to be seen."

"It was not until I entered the Wuliang Sect and was accepted as the last disciple by the Sect Master that I met Zhizhu again."

"I originally thought that someone as dazzling as her would be aloof and unruly, and it would be difficult to get close to her, but who would have thought..."

Mu Xi smiled softly: "It's hard to get close to her, but it's not because she has a bad temper, but..."

"She is shy."

Whenever Mu Xi thought of the time when they first met, when that elegant and stunning beauty from the mountain top would praise her in private, and then run away in a hurry with a stern face, for fear that others would notice that the tips of her ears had turned red, she could not help laughing out loud.

But Muxi didn't say this.

I hope only she knows about this.

Mu Xi said, "It took me a long time to get close to Zhi Zhu, so that she wouldn't get uncomfortable and want to run away from me after just a few words."

Ji Qingzhou couldn't laugh when he heard this, and countless messages flashed through his mind.

For example, Master never goes to the demon world.

For example, the master never mentioned any friends he had in the demon world.

For example, in the illusion, Liu Xihe hesitated after knowing Mu Xi, the master hesitated after accepting Mu Xi's gift, and the hints from the Demon King and the others...

Those fragmented images mixed together, and finally overlapped with Yuhuo's warning when she first met Muxi -

"Some members of the Red Kite tribe, in order to make up for their own lack of emotions, will deliberately set up traps for other tribes and deceive them into giving their true love to them."

Ji Qingzhou stared at Mu Xi with a heavy gaze, interrupting her recollection: "What did you lie to my master about?"

After she finished speaking, Muxi's smile froze.

It's like being grabbed from a beautiful dream and forced to face the devastated reality.

The smile on Muxi's face gradually disappeared. She tried to pretend to be indifferent, but bitterness overflowed.

"The Red Kite Clan is like a rising tide and sinking moon. Except for the last life when they reached great perfection, they had to be liars who deceived everyone in the first nine lives just to survive."

"We live by lies and hypocrisy, deceiving sincerity and completing ourselves."

When Mu Xi said this, she closed her eyes and her voice became hoarse: "The word deception has long been integrated into my blood and has become my instinct. I have known Zhi Zhu and have been friends with her. Everything I said and did to her was both true and a lie."

"I like her and I really want to be her best friend."

"I lied to her, thinking her friendship was genuine."

"I just wanted to--"

"If all this is false, I am destined to leave her. At least I have to write a perfect ending for our ending."

So, she planned a grand death for her best friend, her master, and for herself.