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Chapter 306 The development of the destiny heroine 26

Mo You's attitude was wanton and showed no respect for the powerful immortal cultivators in front of him.

"Now that things have happened, you still think that your cultivation is hindered because you killed the Son of Destiny."

"Are you really not understanding, or are you unwilling to figure it out?"

"We, the people, exist for you."

Bu Yuan's expression froze on his face, and then he looked at Mo You with a look that looked like a fool, "It would be too disrespectful to use such words to delay the time."

He raised his hand, and the previously hidden magic circle took shape.

A densely packed area, like a web woven by a spider.

Mo You smiled and shook his head, "I didn't delay, and I was ready to die."

"I just want you to understand better."

"Are we going to die? That's nonsense!" Bu Yuan said this, but his heart was in turmoil because of Mo You's words.

The people behind him looked at each other and couldn't help but take a step back, but then they thought that the exit had long been sealed.

In order to prevent anyone from betraying them, this group of people set the rule that only those with great luck can leave the place if they sacrifice their lives.

So even to let them go out on their own, they had to kill Moyou.

Moyou raised his head habitually. Even if he couldn't see the blue sky, he could still feel the pressure from the rules.

"Someone told me before..."

"Heaven is affectionate and prefers the Son of Man."

"So He gave you opportunities again and again. Unfortunately, your behavior directly exceeded His expectations."

The sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and Mo You saw the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

This sword was forged by them to destroy the Son of Destiny, and this sword will naturally hang over their heads in the future.

"The long-standing preference has made you too complacent."

"You are the sons of man, and so are millions of ordinary people in this world."

Mo You pierced the sword into his heart, and blood dripped down the blade to the ground, activating the silent altar.

She won't die until all her blood is gone.

"The original intention of Heaven is to choose specific people to guide you so that you can save those mortals who have fallen into the hands of evil spirits."

"But I don't want them to become evil food because of your greed."

Bu Yuan did not refute her words. After all, there was no need to talk too much to a dying person.

Mo You looked at the script that 33 passed to her. It was said to be the script of Tiandao. There were still a lot of them left.

Delete, delete, she concluded.

"He has given up on you."

Compared to the monks who disturbed stability and broke the rules, He chose more docile ordinary people.

The sacrifice is over.

It was the same as before, but no one showed joy.

Because her luck was not spread to anyone, and the spiritual energy around her did not become abundant.

The six senses of monks are the most sensitive.

After the sacrifice died, they all felt a burst of heart palpitations.

It's like... a disaster is coming.

The formation that sealed the exit was lifted, but no one walked out.

Suddenly, the sword inserted into the corpse made a buzzing sound and flew outside with an aura of destruction.

The sword energy cut many people along the way, the wounds continued to bleed, and black energy surged, which could only be suppressed with spiritual power.

Everyone was shocked, "This is evil!"

No one can figure out when this sword turned into an evil sword.

Bu Yuan's eyes flashed, and the appearance of his former disciple appeared inexplicably.

"You can't kill all the evil spirits," he said.

"Evil comes from the heart. As long as someone has greed, even a mouthless thing will fall into evil."

That sword was reforged from his old sword, and he was the No. 1 person who died in the hands of the new sword.

"Master."

Bu Yuan raised his head, and all the events from the past appeared before his eyes again. The disciple whose name he had long forgotten was bound by iron chains.

The sword pierced his heart.

Sadness flowed in his eyes, "You will eventually be killed by your own greed."

"shut up!"

These words stimulated Bu Yuan like a magic spell. He shouted loudly and the scene disappeared.

There was no old friend. In front of him was Mo You who was also stabbed in the heart.

Her body to be precise.

Bu Yuan suddenly realized that there was a mocking smile on the corner of the corpse's mouth, which was very annoying.

"Then, what is that?"

Someone shouted in surprise, and everyone went out to watch.

On a red sun day, an unknown black energy emerged from the top of Bu Yuan's mountain.

Bu Yuan saw his second disciple flying out with his sword in panic, but before he could reach them, he was cut down by a sudden sword.

Looking up along the blade of the sword, you can see the clothes of his youngest disciple, but it is not wearing an unfamiliar face.

No!He recognized that face.

Bu Yuan's pupils narrowed and he found the owner of that face from his memory.

It was the head monster. Among the monsters, there was only one face that he could remember, the head of a girl with clear eyes and clear logic.

Isn't that monster dead?

His three disciples even came to him to apologize.

"Mo Ling" obviously recognized him. She opened her mouth and waved her hand to shake off the blood on her sword.

"Long time no see, Master."

33, who was watching the show invisibly, patted his chest and said, "You didn't even tell me in advance. It's so scary."

Before, it took Mo Ling to talk.

Just as we started, we heard Mo Ling say in an unfamiliar voice, "Someone is following us."

33 is a little dazed, Mo Ling didn’t even open her mouth, can she ventriloquism?

Mo Ling was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with relief, and said loudly, "Come out, don't hide!"

33 turned around and quickly locked onto a place.

Perhaps because the two people's gazes were too certain, people in the darkness came out.

Qi Qingyu's eyes showed disappointment, "Mo Ling, is it possible that you also want to betray us like your senior sister?"

Mo Ling curled up her lips bitterly, "That's not betrayal, senior brother, it's what you did wrong."

Compared with the warm reminiscing between them, Hua Tinghan seemed much impatient. He stepped forward and grabbed Mo Ling's collar, "You know where my brother is, right?"

Holding the hairpin on the armrest, Mo Ling raised her eyes and asked him, "So the lake god in that village was raised by you, the third senior brother?"

"Yes!" Hua Tinghan nodded eagerly.

Mo Ling wanted to see guilt in his eyes, but there was none.

Her throat was dry, "In order to extend your brother's life, you did not hesitate to sacrifice your life to cultivate him into an evil creature."

"It's just a few people. When did you talk so much nonsense?"

There was cruelty on Hua Tinghan's face, "Tell me where my brother is?"

"have eaten."

Mo Ling pursed her lips tightly, and the disappointment in her eyes was not fake. She reached out and pulled out the hairpin.

"What did you say?" Hua Tinghan's eyes widened, his expression twisted with extreme anger, and his originally handsome face turned ugly.

"I didn't say anything." Mo Ling explained, her voice completely different from the one just now.

Then she turned her head back violently and faced Hua Tinghan with the back of her head.

Hua Tinghan was so shocked that before she could react, she saw her reach out and push back the hair on the back of her head, revealing another face.

A face that was extremely familiar to him.

"Don't you remember my voice?"

"Three! Master! Brother!"