Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

"The two little dolls are really sharp."

A soft male voice came from the air.

The person who came was standing in the air, wearing a fiery red robe with a loose skirt, revealing a large jade-white chest, and only a red ribbon around his waist, as if he could reveal a lot of spring light by lifting his legs. Made of shackles, a slender chain grew between the feet.

He tapped his toes lightly, creating a winding road with thorns and thorns in the void, stepping on the thorns all the way to Ye Wuchen without changing his face, with a charming fragrance and a frivolous demeanor.

"Are you Immortal Master Ye?"

He leaned over Ye Wuchen's ear and blew, his winking eyes were seductive, his words deliberately ended, and he scratched lightly on people's hearts.

He looks quite exotic, his hair is naturally slightly curly, but now braids hang down his shoulders, a pair of blue eyes are pure and enchanting, deep eyebrows, thin lips are bright red.

The crimson Bianhua extending from the neck to the right cheek is even more enchanting like blood.

This person's name is Meihu, one of the three commanders of the demon clan, and the protagonist's future subordinates. He is coquettish in nature and has a demonic appearance. He hangs around the bedside of beauties every day.

As for the shackles on his feet, Ye Wuchen explained in the outline - it is purely a personal hobby.

Ye Wuchen took a few steps back, distanced himself from Meihu, "Yeah."

This character should only appear in the later stage. Is this world in a trance? Even if he comes out now, the protagonist can't subdue him...

Ye Wuchen complained in his heart.

Meihu followed Ye Wuchen's footsteps and took two steps forward, ignoring Lu Xiao's sword stretched out in front of him, and cast a few winks at Ye Wuchen, "I have long admired the name of Immortal Master Ye."

Ye Wuchen turned his head away: "..."

Meihu smiled, gently lifted Lu Xiao's sword away with her fingers, and continued:

"It's said that the immortal master is extremely handsome, but I... just want to experience the cloud and rain in the tent with the immortal master."

Ye Wuchen pressed down the little white ball that was about to move in his sleeve, avoided his words, and asked, "Why are you here?"

There was always a businesslike smile on his face, Meihu wanted to tease him a few more times, but thinking of the purpose of this trip, he snapped his fingers.

"Once I see a beauty, I forget about business."

As he spoke, a Taoist priest in white rolled down the thorny road behind him, rolling to his feet like a ball.

Dozens of paper dolls with the same appearance and the size of a thumb rolled out of the wide Taoist robe.

Meihu kicked him, making a crisp sound of chains.

"Hey, the Taoist priest you are looking for."

With black air in his hands, he lifted the Taoist up like a marionette, and faced the villagers. The Taoist rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue, looking like a hanged ghost.

The villagers were in an uproar, and children were heard crying.

The village chief couldn't move, and he could see the Taoist priest's back from his angle, but the familiar Taoist robe and paper doll were enough to make him dumbfounded.

Seeing the reaction of the villagers, Meihu whistled as if he had completed the task.

He threw the Taoist priest on the ground, clapped his hands in satisfaction, greeted Ye Wuchen, and was about to leave on the thorny road again.

Lu Xiao would not let him leave easily, drew the sword by his side, and hit Meihu's back directly.

Meihu dodged and dodged this harsh move, he looked back and said with a smile: "Could it be that Lu Xianshi has a taste?"

Lu Xiao broke through the demon world in the early years and fought against Meihu.

"I'm really sorry, although Master Lu looks cute, he's not as charming as Master Ye."

Meihu opened her mouth and poked Lu Xiao's sore spot directly. May I ask which man likes others to say that he is cute?

Facing the sword that was directly hitting the door, Meihu lightly stretched out two fingers to pinch it, and said casually, even in a somewhat pampering tone: "Don't make trouble, I have something urgent today."

Afterwards, the thorny road on the sky gathered inch by inch, forming a dark door in front of him, Meihu turned and entered, and when she looked back, her gaze stayed at Mo Yun for a few seconds.

Mo Yun met his blue eyes, and avoided them for some unknown reason.

He came and went quickly, and he only brought a dead Taoist priest with him, which made Lu Xiao angry by the way.

Lu Xiao withdrew his sword sullenly, and went to check the Taoist priest's wound.

Judging by the reactions of the villagers, this should be the one they know.

The village chief had already froze in place, staring at the corpse blankly.

Seeing that her master was angry, Yuxi ran to Ye Wuchen's side and asked, "Master Ye, who is that?"

Ye Wuchen said softly: "A man in the devil's way."

Yuxi took a breath in disbelief, and asked in a breathy voice: "Really?"

As a disciple who has only been introduced for two years, it is expected that he has never seen a magic cultivator.

It's just that her cautious appearance was really funny, Ye Wuchen frowned and looked at her and nodded solemnly.

The two people spoke in a low voice, just enough for the village chief next to him to hear him. He turned his head and plotted again.

"Okay! The people from the Immortal Sword Sect colluded with the Demon Dao and killed the benefactors of my village! I'm still proud of you!"

He shouted loudly, wanting to encourage the villagers, but the villagers have been shaken by the death of the Taoist priest, and the comfortable life for half a year has gradually made them forget their conscience.

They enjoy delicious food every day, and feel at ease every day. While thanking the "goddess", they cut off the wings of the "goddess" and left her in this humble village forever.

The conscience that had been forgotten for a long time suddenly awakened, which made many people feel uneasy.

After the village chief finished yelling that sentence, Yuxi blocked his mouth and cursed: "Have you seen what's going on? Just talk nonsense!"

The village chief was stuffed with a cloth strip, babbling, so pitiful.

"Hang yourself." Lu Xiao got up and calmly explained the cause of death.

A child was too close, and when he saw the Taoist priest looking like a hanged ghost, he was so frightened that he sat on the ground and cried loudly, crawling towards the Taoist priest while crying.

"Brother Taoist, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as he was about to crawl in front of Mo Yun, his parents hurriedly grabbed the child back and comforted him softly.

There were whispers among the crowd.

"The Taoist priest..."

"Hush! The lords have come in person."

"But this..."

"Can the village chief believe what he said?"

"It's not like you don't know what kind of person our village chief is!"

"Yes, yes, he was the one who forced the goddess to stay!"

People's hearts are inherently volatile, and it is easier to drift with the crowd among the masses.

"The goddess is gone, we helped her break up, and she left."

Mo Yun told the crowd that from the beginning to the end, he never told the villagers that Shijin is a demon and has always been honored as "goddess".

From ancient times to the present, there is no one who does not reject demons. Human beings have always shouted at demons.

If the villagers learn that their so-called "goddess" is a demon, they will probably beat them back.

Mo Yun's words caused even greater commotion among the crowd. A small number of people were surprised, but more people were timidly cursing.

"The goddess just left us alone?"

"...After all, she was forced."

"Then we can't give up on us, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled!"

Hearing the scolding, Mo Yun was furious, but he held back.

Why not say that Shijin is dead, so that the villagers may still feel pity for them.

Mo Yun thought about this issue early on. He felt that a girl like Shi Jin would rather leave with the fear and hatred of her enemies, rather than let people pity her after death.

Shijin, a girl, was supposed to be unrestrained in the world.

"Old, weak, sick and disabled, fuck you old and weak, sick and disabled! I will announce it to the world when I return home today, so that the outside world can see how ignorant you people in Mianyu Village are!"

Yuxi responded domineeringly, stepping up to the villagers.

"Do you have no hands or feet, forcing a girl to cook for you early!"

You deserve it right after eating those rotten meat leftovers.

Yuxi held back his last words and didn't say anything. The villagers were frightened by his aura and fell silent for a while.

After a long time, a person squeezed out from the crowd, "Bah! The goddess asked us to arrest people. She is a god who cannibalizes people. Maybe she is a demon!"

The person who came out was very familiar to Mo Yun, Sun Quan.

Sun Quan glared at Mo Yun: "I treat you with delicious food and wine, but I never thought you would speak for monsters!"

He was domineering, as if he wanted to uphold justice, Mo Yun glanced at him, and began to flatter: "I didn't dare to eat those, what kind of human head, human eyes, how dare you eat them so delicious? "

Saying that they eat rotten meat and rotten vegetables will only make them feel sick, but what if they eat human flesh for every meal? Nausea, fear, panic, what a complex emotion.

The corners of Mo Yun's mouth curled slightly, appreciating the unpredictable expression on Sun Quan's face.

"Impossible, I clearly saw you eating!"

"I can recognize and destroy illusions, and I can naturally create illusions."

Mo Yun continued his efforts: "You have never arrested people in the past, so every meal you eat is pickled vegetables, but once you have evil thoughts in your heart, it is someone who has eaten human flesh... a monster in human skin."

As he spoke, the smile on Mo Yun's face became brighter and brighter, like a demon fallen from heaven, gloomy and sunny.

"Why do you think the goddess wants to arrest people, of course it is to cook for you~"

After hearing this, the villagers retched on the spot, even the village chief was no exception.

What's more, sticking a finger into a child's throat is bound to make him spit out everything he swallowed yesterday.

Mo Yun watched the chaos, walked back to Ye Wuchen silently, and called out "Master" sweetly.

Then with a smile on his face, he patted the little white ball that was trying to rub against Ye Wuchen's ear to the ground, and gently grabbed his sleeve.

Tan Hua kept glaring at the village chief, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the two immortals, Ye Wuchen could see it.

He picked up the little white ball that was climbing up his legs, glanced casually at the chaotic crowd, and said to Tan Hua, "There is still something to do inside the door, so we'll leave first."

Lu Xiao kicked the corpse under his feet, and cast his gaze over here: "Go away?"

"All that needs to be said has been said, and the rest is a private matter between Mr. Tan and the village chief."

A woman holding a child ran over suddenly, knelt at Ye Wuchen's feet, weeping blood.

"Master Ye, it's our fault, child, the child is innocent! Is there any way to make him spit out those dirty things?"

Immediately afterwards, a group of people with children in their arms ran over and knelt down, repeating the same words as Madam, holding the child and kowtowing to him.

Mo Yun blocked Ye Wuchen behind him, and said, "Human flesh is not poisonous, and what's more, you treat us like goddesses."

The woman was stunned, and began to scold the four or five-year-old child in her arms, telling him to kneel down to Ye Wuchen. The child's eyes turned red from fright, and he quickly knelt on the ground, sobbing softly.

Ye Wuchen gently pushed Mo Yun away, knelt down in front of the child, conjured a flower from the palm of his hand, and handed it to the child: "Don't cry, boys look good when they smile."

The child took the pink and tender flower, was stunned for a moment, and then grinned.

The happiness of children is as simple as that.

Looking at this harmonious scene, Mo Yun felt a little uncomfortable. He wanted to take over the flower from Master's hand instead of that child.

Lu Xiaozheng's instructions to Tan Hua were nothing more than instructions such as "handle gently" and "don't kill anyone".

The formation set up by Shijin has been broken, the reporter has been rescued, and the experience is over.

As for these villagers, it's just their own fault, they just feel sorry for those ignorant and ignorant children.

Ye Wuchen got up, grabbed Mo Yun's hand, summoned Yun Chen, and was about to leave the place of right and wrong.

The child behind him hugged the flower and asked happily: "Brother, brother, will we meet again?"

Ye Wuchen turned his head and smiled: "See you by fate."

The woman holding him was stunned for a moment, covering her face and weeping.