After the cramps and bones were pulled out, the vicious female supporting role was reborn

Gu Xiang supported him and said sternly, "Ye Chi, did you lose the cat?"

Ye Chi obviously noticed this, could it really be the cat?

Ye Chi had some doubts, but they soon disappeared. The cat was given to him by the girl, so there couldn't be anything wrong with it. The girl was dead, and this was the last thing she left behind. He had to take good care of it no matter what.

So, under Gu Xiang's questioning, Ye Chi gritted his teeth and said, "It's lost!"

Gu Xiang didn't believe it at all and said angrily: "You lost——"

But although Gu Xiang had entangled a fourth-level ghost, the other two were not so easy to deal with. Seeing that another disciple of Zi Xi Sect was about to die here, Gu Xiang was stopped by the fourth-level ghost she had entangled.

Looking at the anxious Gu Xiang, the fourth-level ghost even revealed a resentful and provocative smile.

Zheng!

The expected bloody scene did not happen. Amidst the flying sparks, a sword blocked the deadly claws of the fourth-level ghost. Then, a white sword light flashed by, and the fourth-level ghost let out a sharp scream.

The hand he stretched out was cut off by a sword, and black liquid kept flowing out from the broken arm, but turned into black smoke and dissipated the moment it hit the ground.

An expression of uncontrollable astonishment appeared on the face of the fourth-level ghost, and he turned around and tried to escape, but was kicked into the ground by Mo Shucheng, and the long sword pierced his heart.

With a miserable scream, the fourth-level ghost disappeared.

The other two also wanted to escape when they saw the situation was not right, but it was too late. Mo Shucheng pulled out the long sword stuck in the ground and swung the sword energy to cut them in half.

The fourth-level ghost screamed and disintegrated into countless black auras and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Hi~"

In the silence, someone gasped first, and everyone woke up from their dream, looking at Mo Shucheng in shock, who had a blank expression on his face the whole time.

"Second, Second Brother?"

The disciple who was rescued opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in disbelief. He must have seen it wrong.

It's not like the people at the scene had never seen Mo Shucheng take action before, but Mo Shucheng had always been gentle and refined. Except in major matters, he was very indulgent towards his fellow junior brothers and sisters, and rarely killed them.

But I didn't expect that Mo Shucheng, who looked gentle and had a good temper, could be so cruel.

and......

Gu Xiang was held back!

Mo Shucheng's cultivation was obviously not as good as Gu Xiang's, but he managed to kill three fourth-level ghosts comparable to the fifth-level spiritual masters so easily by himself.

Is he really only at the first level of spiritual master?

But Mo Shucheng was really scary now. Although he had no expression on his face, he made people fear for no reason. Even the disciples of Zi Xi Sect did not dare to step forward and talk to Mo Shucheng.

Mo Shucheng walked to the side of the disciple who had his heart ripped out and died, kneeling on one knee beside him, placing the sword in his hand on the ground. His eyes were fixed on his fatal wound for a few seconds, and finally he looked away. The suffocating feeling from his chest made him feel like he had difficulty breathing. Mo Shucheng raised his hand and gently closed his junior brother's eyes.

Now, the fear in everyone's hearts faded a little, because they could feel that Mo Shucheng was sad and upset about the death of his junior brother.

Everyone was immersed in the joy of escaping from desperate situations, except him who was mourning for his dead fellow apprentice.

The other disciples of Zixi Sect also felt sad, their eyes reddened, and someone sobbed, "Fifteenth Junior Brother..."

Gu Xiang's gaze made Ye Chi feel uneasy. Looking at his sad fellow disciples and Mo Shucheng who remained silent, Ye Chi looked away feeling somewhat guilty.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he stepped forward.

He squatted in front of that junior brother, but it was obvious that he cared more about Mo Shucheng than this junior brother.

It was hard to tell Mo Shucheng's expression from here. I didn't know if he was feeling guilty, or was afraid of something else, or if he was just trying to change the subject.

Ye Chi said in a natural tone that didn't sound like a question: "Second Junior Brother, why do you have this kind of power?"

Mo Shucheng didn't say anything. He turned around and punched Ye Chi hard in the face, knocking him far away, hitting a boulder and sliding to the ground.

The punch was unexpected.

"Second, Second Senior Brother?!" everyone exclaimed.

Mo Shucheng stood up slowly and glanced at Ye Chi with cold eyes. The half of Ye Chi's face that was hit was swollen like a steamed bun, and blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth.

If it were in the past, Ye Chi would have definitely started cursing, but now he just covered his face and stared at Mo Shucheng angrily: "You are crazy!"

Mo Shucheng: "Why do you carry that cat with you?"

It was an affirmation rather than a question, and Ye Chi's anger disappeared instantly: "I lost that cat a long time ago."

Ye Chi would never admit it, and he was sure that even if Mo Shucheng suspected him, he would not dare to do anything to him. Mo Shucheng walked towards Ye Chi, and when Ye Chi was about to stand up, he stepped on his shoulder and kicked him back.

Before Ye Chi had the time to get angry, Mo Shucheng reached out to his chest. Under Ye Chi's shocked gaze, Mo Shucheng easily broke the concealing spell on his chest and pulled out the little white cat.

This caught not only Ye Chi but also the little white cat by surprise. It had never taken Mo Shucheng seriously and did not expect that he had such ability. It was caught just as it was about to escape, and cried out in pain as Mo Shucheng's hand suddenly tightened.

But it was not the meowing sound that a kitten should make, but rather a roar similar to that of an evil spirit.

Along with this strange beast roar, Ye Chi's face turned pale, and the last bit of hope in his heart was gone.

This was now solid evidence. Everyone looked at Ye Chi in disbelief. They didn't expect that Ye Chi was dragging them down. If Mo Shucheng hadn't arrived in time, who knows how many people would have died.

Looking at the little cat that had begun to deform and show its fangs...it could no longer be called a cat, but a monster. Ye Chi lost all his confidence.

He explained in a panic: "I, I didn't know it would be like this. It was Gu Xiang who didn't explain clearly. I thought she was just targeting me."

The little monster looked at Mo Shucheng with hatred with its red eyes. No one could understand its roar except Mo Shucheng.

It said: "Zi Xi Sect is a famous and upright sect, but they actually produced a weirdo like you who is even more evil than the evil spirit master. It's really ridiculous. You are not the same kind of person as them. We are..."

"I know you can hear me, you are just a scum hiding in the gutter." Mo Shucheng said coldly, "You are so shameless to use such means on a few juniors!"

Obviously, what she said was quite polite, but Mo Shucheng knew that the person behind the scenes would not care if someone called her mean and shameless, and might even take it as a compliment, so Mo Shucheng's comment was that she had no taste.

The little monster seemed to be controlled by someone behind the scenes, and an extremely angry expression appeared on its face for a moment, but before he could threaten it, Mo Shucheng clenched his fingers into fists.

"what!"

With a creepy scream, the little monster was crushed to pieces by him. Black smoke with a green tinge rose up. Before it could make any move, Mo Shucheng strangled it with a wave of his sleeve without even turning his head.