The ear-piercing sound is piercing my brain!

"Hold your breath and focus, don't let your mind wander!" Mo Qingcheng gently instructed. The six little ones immediately complied.

Yun Lei and Hu Lai's expressions changed drastically. Liang, one of the four guardians under the King of the Underworld, was known for his attacks using divine sense.

"Sister, could it be that they're after you?" Yun Lei's voice echoed in his mind.

Mo Qingcheng was slightly taken aback and gave Yun Lei a look that said, "Maybe I'm here to catch you."

Yun Lei noticed that Mo Qingcheng's face was a little dark in the moonlight, but he didn't think much of it. He was a little uneasy, though. Didn't his master seriously injure the Underworld King?

how……

In the blink of an eye, a group of strangely dressed people descended from the sky. Each of them wore a long black robe that covered them from head to toe, and their faces were covered with masks of eighteen evil spirits with cold, menacing fangs.

The Black and White Impermanence are holding portraits.

What sends chills down your spine the most is that sixteen people dressed as little devils are carrying a black sedan chair, inside which sits a stunningly beautiful woman of ambiguous gender, dressed in a captivating red dress.

"Master, no!"

"Master, there isn't any either!"

Two figures, one in black and one in white, flashed past and returned to their original positions, respectfully bowing to the person in the sedan chair.

The beauty chuckled softly, her red lips parting slightly: "Foolish!"

Someone's child was woken up by the noise, opened their eyes, and burst into tears in fright.

"Don't cry!" The mother pinched the child hard in fright, making the crying even louder.

The next second, cries erupted one after another.

"Shut up!" The beauty frowned slightly. A gust of wind swept by, and the black sedan chair disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With a swift movement, the Black and White Impermanence grabbed a child and vanished...

Everyone was stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

Mo Qingcheng's eyes turned slightly cold as she clenched her fists tightly. The child was so innocent!

But... for the sake of the six little ones, she couldn't act rashly... When had she, the witch instructor who struck fear into the hearts of her enemies, ever been so cowardly?

"Village chief, help! Save my child..."

"Village chief, I'm begging you, the child has been taken away..."

The victims were villagers from Bishui Village and Yanfeng Village, and both families were wailing in grief.

Liu Changming and Sun Yunhui felt terrible, helpless and at a loss. They tried to comfort them, saying that the group of people looked formidable and that the people from several villages couldn't withstand a single blow from them.

Unexpectedly, a single sentence angered the two young women.

One was named Ma Qiuhua, the younger sister of the rogue Ma Chunhua, and the other was named Zhao Yunyun, one of the most destitute people in Yanfeng Village.

The two exchanged a glance, glared angrily at Mo Qingcheng, and tore off their fig leaves.

"Pah! What kind of thing is he? Village chief? Do you look down on our family? The one who was captured is the vixen's cub, see if you're not worried now?" Ma Qiuhua pointed at Liu Changming's nose and cursed loudly.

Zhao Yunyun put her hands on her hips: "Village chief, have you been bewitched by a vixen? I know I've wronged you, but how can you be so heartless? We're all young women, how can your hearts be so twisted? Aren't you afraid your children will be born without an anus?"

The two men were so angry they couldn't speak. Li Changgeng quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Ladies, we can't afford to offend you..."

"Get lost, what are you? You're just some vixen with eyes half-closed!" Ma Qiuhua retorted angrily as she turned around, displaying her fierce fighting spirit.

Zhao Yunyun's eyes flashed with venom: "Qiuhua, stop talking. No one will care if we die. Who told us we're not as seductive as Mo Niangzi... ah..."

Before she could finish speaking, "slap! slap!" Zhao Yunyun's cheeks were red and swollen.

"Trash! Dare to utter another word of nonsense?" Mo Qingcheng's eyes were like knives as she coldly replied, "Who owes you anything?"

“You…” Ma Qiuhua was furious and pointed her finger at Mo Qingcheng. Before she could finish speaking, a wail echoed through the sky.

"ah!"