“We are both Daoist partners, a fact witnessed by the Heavenly Dao. How can you just abandon us like that?”
Upon hearing this, everyone once again felt ashamed of her.
"Oh my, I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this shameless."
"That's right, his skin is even thicker than Niu Niu's."
"As expected of the senior sister, you've completely disgraced the sect..."
After Chunyu Ying finished speaking, Qin Luo and Wu Hua turned to look at her in unison, as if to say, "How much better are you?"
Chunyu Ying knew he was in the wrong and didn't dare say anything more. Just as he lowered his head, a pair of cloth shoes came into his line of sight.
She looked up and saw that the shoes belonged to Ji Mo Kunyu, who stood quietly in front of Chunyu Ying, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
There was hatred, anger, and an impulse to kill her, but also a touch of sympathy.
"When you left the Central Plains, how were the Mo family? And that child..."
Chunyu Ying knew these were his inner conflicts, so he answered truthfully.
"The younger generation of the Jimo family is very promising; the number of them entering the sect far exceeds the number when you were here."
She spoke very casually at first, but then seemed somewhat guilty.
"As for that child, he was obtained through a secret method, and was already much weaker than ordinary people, otherwise he wouldn't have been killed with a single palm strike."
Upon hearing this, Ji Mo Kunyu breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a pang of regret for the innocent life lost.
"It's good that someone survived. I also hope that the child can ascend to paradise soon and not be reborn in this world in the next life."
Seeing that he didn't seem to intend to interrogate her, Chunyu Ying became curious instead: "You're not going to kill me?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Mo Kunyu chuckled softly.
"Kill you? Is there any need for that? Now that your cultivation is destroyed, you won't live much longer. Why should I dirty my hands?"
After hearing his words, Chunyu Ying felt no sadness; on the contrary, she wholeheartedly agreed.
"You're right, I'm not worthy to dirty your hands."
The conversation between the two reached Qin Luo's ears, but it sounded particularly ironic.
"Baby, I really want to fight those cultivators to the death..."
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