Everyone Wants to Kill Me and Sermon [Transmigration Book]

Mozun seldom didn't smile, and when he didn't smile, the casual and cynical temperament on his body disappeared, and he looked a little melancholy instead.

Mozun stared blankly at the background where Fu Jia was gradually disappearing, and watched Fu Jia's figure slowly disappear from his sight.

A sense of loss suddenly appeared in his heart, and Mozun then looked at the nameless tree in front of him, which was covered with dense branches and vines.

It should be that he has been at ease since he became a god, so he regards this feeling as uneasiness.

In this world, there are only two people with higher cultivation than him.

Neither of those two people could kill him, so how could he be in trouble?

It's just Tian Suanzi deliberately bluffing him. If he really cares about this curse, he will fall into Tian Suanzi's scheme.

After saying these words to himself in his heart, the young man's complexion returned to normal, and a usual smile appeared on his face.

It was after staying in this courtyard for a while that Mozun walked towards the palace.

Now is not the time to contemplate this ethereal curse.

He should focus on Fu Jia.

Thinking of Fu Jia, Mo Zun murmured slightly mockingly, "So stupid, wouldn't it be easy to be deceived if you are so stupid."

Even though he said so, the corners of the young man's mouth moved up very quickly.

What he didn't even notice, the depressive aura on his body suddenly weakened a little.

Some unknown colors flashed across Mozun's eyes.

In his plan, he should lead Fu Jia to find out the truth of the matter by himself.

But now, because of his words, Fu Jia has no idea of ​​getting back her memory at all.

His original plan didn't work.

Now that things have developed to this point, what should be done now?

With some thought in his eyes, Mozun lazily returned to his palace.

When he saw Fu Jia again, Fu Jia was still standing in front of the nameless tree in the yard.

"Jiajia, why are you out again?"

"I came out with nothing to do." Fu Jia glanced at Mozun, and said plainly.

If it was normal, he would practice quietly.But Fu Jia is currently using the amnesiac character set, and she should have forgotten how to practice, so Fu Jia just let the meridians absorb spiritual power spontaneously.Other than that, the only thing Fu Jia cares about is this nameless tree.

Thinking that she would have to stay in the demon palace for a long time, and not sure how the demon would treat him, Fu Jia decided to find something for herself to do.

"Master, how should this tree be cultivated?"

His voice was flat, but because his body was still a little weak, Mozun only felt that Fu Jia's words were soft, as if they were going to touch his heart.

After realizing what Fu Jia said, Mozun was slightly startled.

He looked at the young man beside him with a gentle smile, and when he noticed the seriousness in Fu Jia's cold eyes, Mozun's eyes flashed something strange.

Fu Jia actually believed what he said jokingly.

It's so easy to cheat.

How did such a deceitful person manage to survive in such a dangerous world of comprehension?

Meeting Fu Jia's calm eyes, Mozun gave a random answer after a moment's pause, "Pour water and let him know that you really want it to bear fruit."

Mozun looked at Fu Jia and responded obediently. Suddenly, Mozun remembered something,

No, the boy in front of him did not survive.

If Mo Gan hadn't brought Fu Jia back to ask him to be resurrected, Fu Jia would have died.

At a young age, although his aptitude is outstanding, and his cultivation is as good as water, he has indeed fallen once.

When he first met Fu Jia and decided to bring Fu Jia back to life, Mozun just regarded it as a game, and Fu Jia was just an ordinary pawn in the chess game.

He didn't care about Fu Jia's memory that he had erased.

but now--

Mozun suddenly became a little curious.

How did this cute and well-behaved boy in front of him die?

Was he also deceived by someone like him?

Seeing that Fu Jia seemed to be going back to the bedroom to look for watering equipment, Mozun suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and he suddenly didn't want to see Fu Jia being cheated by him.He called Fu Jia, and said softly, "Jia Jia, let me take you out for a walk as a teacher."

Fu Jia paused, and he nodded slightly.

In order not to cause a stir, Mozun cast a spell on himself to cover up his face.

After completely covering up his aura and disguising the aura of Fu Jia Daoxiu as that of a demon cultivator, Mo Zun took Fu Jia away from the Demon Palace and went to a city closest to the Demon Palace.

Although this is a big world, the way of communication and survival between monks is not the same as in Yuncang Continent.

When entering the city, pay a sum of spirit stones first, and after entering, you can see various monks selling small items.

Fu Jia glanced around, he didn't know that Mozun really decided to bring him out by accident.

Fu Jia naturally thought that the Mozun's trip must have some kind of purpose.

Fu Jia quietly walked behind Mozun.

Soon, he confirmed his guess.

Because all the magicians in this city are talking about him.

"Have you heard? Lord Mozun is going to hold a disciple acceptance ceremony! It's tomorrow!"

"I heard that, didn't this spread out a long time ago? After the young master Mogan came back from his experience in the small world, Lord Mozun officially accepted Mogan as his disciple. Now that the young master Mogan has returned, this matter Naturally, we have to put it on the itinerary. Although the haste is a bit hasty, it is also expected, why are you so surprised?"

"It's because the Mozun is not the one who accepts the young master Mogan!" The speaker's tone suddenly paused, "Hey, I can't say that, the Mozun will accept the young master as a registered disciple. But the Mozun Another person will be accepted as a direct disciple."

"The other person, who is it?"

"It's strange because I don't know, I don't even know the name, but it is said that the Demon Lord seems to have always planned to accept this person as his direct disciple."

"Then Mo Gan is a shield for being pushed out? Isn't it, Mo Gan, I have been in the Demon Realm for nearly a thousand years, no, it can even be called the person with the most outstanding aptitude in history, his aptitude and cultivation have surpassed Lin Yi from the world of comprehension. And over the years, we have seen Mogan's strength for all to see, and he has done a lot for the devil world, why is it just a shield."

"Yes, that's right. Anyway, I don't believe that this person will be stronger than Mo Gan, and I will definitely stand on the side of Young Master Mo Gan."

[really. ] Hearing these conversations around him, he looked at the young man with the same slightly stiff expression beside him.

Fu Jia's eyes lowered slightly.

Just looking at Mozun's current expression, no one would have guessed that he deliberately let him see all this.

Fu Jia withdrew her gaze, and continued to look at the monks in front of her who were filled with righteous indignation for Mo Gan.

Mozun should have deliberately let him see how much he valued him, and then deliberately let him know that he has a bad reputation in the demon world.

Mozun wanted to humiliate him through other people's mouth.

After hearing Fu Jia say something, the system had a bad feeling.

It immediately asked, [Host, what are you going to do? ]

[I don't want to get into too much trouble. ]

Fu Jia withdrew her gaze.

That's all for now, after a while, Mozun should pretend to be negligent and let some people come to trouble him.

Although he did owe the Mozun for saving his life, Fu Jia was not prepared to repay the favor in this way.

If he didn't want all these troubles coming to him—

Fu Jia looked at Mozun, "Master, you will always stand by my side, right?"

Fu Jia had already vaguely sensed that this vicious Demon Lord was holding a character that would pamper him gently.

Since it was Mozun who caused him troubles, it is better to leave these troubles to Mozun himself.

He only needs to occasionally remind the other party of the avatar he is holding, and then go to the Mozun when he encounters troubles, so he will take his time, and when the Mozun is too lazy to help him, the troubles will disappear.

Mozun was startled slightly.

He didn't expect Fu Jia to say such a thing.

He actually trusted him so seriously and regarded him as his backer.

Feeling better suddenly, Mozun nodded and said, "Yes."

Not noticing the joy and sweetness that arose in his heart, Mozun is now focused on his excitement of finding another way to destroy Fujia.

Now that he has set up a character that spoils Fu Jia, if Fu Jia doesn't take the initiative to search for memories, all his previous plans will not work.

As long as he doesn't violate the character design, he can hardly destroy Fu Jia.

The only way is to spoil Fu Jia too much, rely on him for everything, constantly expand the desire in the other party's heart, and spoil him to the point of being arrogant and lawless.

Spoil each other completely.

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And on the other side.

"Young master, don't be angry. Maybe the Demon Lord has other ideas, and this is just a test for you?" The voice of the person who spoke suddenly paused, "Or, young master, don't you go to this place?" It’s the grand ceremony of apprenticeship. Even if you don’t worship Lord Mozun as your teacher, it’s still very good to worship Lord Headmaster.”

Mo Gan glanced at him lightly, not knowing what he thought of, his face suddenly darkened slightly, "Go, why don't you go?"

Ever since he brought Fu Jia to meet the Mozun, he never saw Fu Jia again.

The Demon Venerable actually accepted Fu Jia as his apprentice?

How could Fu Jia agree?

Daoxiu, whose cultivation is as good as water, has become the direct disciple of Mozun. If this news gets out——

Mo Gan had no expression on his face, but his fingertips trembled slightly.

Something must have happened.

"Young master, then you must calm down, and you must not do anything stupid." The former magician said cautiously.

"I have a sense of propriety." Mo Gan glanced at him lightly, "Prepare some things for me."

"Preparing for what?" Isn't it trying to mess things up?

Moxiu's body trembled violently.

"bride price."