Having said this, Lin Moxue was shocked, and subconsciously took two steps back, looking at Zhang Fan in shock.
"...Who are you? Who are you?" Lin Moxue shook her head nervously, thinking that the matter had been known by others.
Taoist Zi Jin also suddenly realized that this is how Lin Moxue harmed people.
Zhang Fan then explained: "You used the Kumantong to change your own aura and thus enhance your own momentum, but you were afraid of being retaliated, so you targeted your best friend, and used your best friend's motherly heart to appease the Kumantong's increasingly strong and cruel aura. Little did you know that good and evil will be rewarded, and there will be consequences for every cause! This thing harms others and yourself. Some things are already predetermined by fate!"
After hearing what Zhang Fan said, Lin Moxue finally couldn't help it.
The confusion and cuteness on her face disappeared completely, replaced by ferocity and viciousness.
"So what if I did it? Who would believe it if I told anyone about it? Right now, no one can find any clues."
Taoist Zijin gritted his teeth angrily: "Aren't you afraid of God's punishment for doing such a thing? Don't you have any conscience? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to sleep at night and be haunted by evil spirits?"
Lin Moxue laughed wildly: "If I were afraid, how could I have such a good life today? As the saying goes, wealth and honor are sought in danger. I'm afraid you, a little Taoist priest, still don't understand this saying."
Taoist Zi Jin was so angry that his eyes were about to pop out.
When it comes to shamelessness in this life, the Lin Moxue in front of him is the most serious.
He used such cruel means to harm people, but he showed no remorse and did not feel the slightest bit of guilt.
It seemed as if the pregnant woman who was killed deserved it.
Taoist Zi Jin could no longer suppress his urge to kill someone.
But Zhang Fan did not rush to take action, but stared at Lin Moxue in front of him calmly.
"Good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished, but the time has not come yet. You are so arrogant because you think no one can control you. Little do you know that there are always people better than you."
"Damn Taoist priest, don't think you can do anything to me."
A cold light flashed across Lin Moxue's pretty face, and then she took out a bronze bell from her handbag.
This bronze bell is octagonal in shape, and when it is shaken gently, a very piercing sound is emitted.
The people watching around immediately felt a splitting headache after hearing the noise.
The small animals around fled in all directions from the grass as if they had encountered their natural enemies!
Taoist Zi Jin and Zhang Fan stood in front, but there was no sign of discomfort on their faces.
After all, the strength of the two is that one is a righteous god, equivalent to a celestial being who has transcended tribulation, and the other is in the realm of Jiatian fairyland.
How could such petty human tricks be used against the two of them?
It is only because the laws of the world still exist and one should not use divine power lightly in public that Lin Moxue has lived so long.
Otherwise, with Taoist Zi Jin's strength, the words he just spoke would be enough to kill Lin Moxue hundreds of times.
Looking at Lin Moxue, he continued to shake the octagonal bell in his hand, and the people around him fell to the ground one by one, bleeding from their mouths and noses.
Zhang Fan shook his head slightly: "What an ignorant and evil cultivator."
In the blink of an eye, a ray of light appeared in his hand!
The thunder spread quickly, like a ray of light in the daytime. With a crisp sound, the octagonal bell broke into six petals and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.
Immediately afterwards, those who were screaming on the ground fell into coma one by one, but at least they saved their lives.
Lin Moxue, who was standing opposite Zhang Fan, had a look of horror on her face.
Looking at the bell broken into six petals under his feet, he was filled with disbelief.
"This octagonal bell was made by a master of spells hundreds of years ago. It has not left any traces of damage despite the wind, frost, rain and snow over the past hundreds of years. Yet it broke so easily today!"
Lin Moxue's face was filled with shock.
With the help of this octagonal bell, Lin Moxue had dodged the masters' killer moves countless times, but now it was broken by Zhang Fan in the blink of an eye, so she was naturally frightened.
“You… who are you?!”
Zhang Fan smiled faintly: "I am just an ordinary person, I just know more. Let me tell you some bad news. Today, you will experience what those people you killed experienced before they died."
“How is that possible?” Lin Moxue was shocked. “I raised the Kumantong, how could I possibly go through such torture! Besides, my pet has just calmed down from its ferocity, and it won’t have any thoughts of harming anyone in the short term. You are just dreaming.”
Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled: "You really overestimate yourself. I have long said that this kind of thing harms others and yourself. The reason why you can subdue this Kumantong is partly due to this octagonal bell. Now that the bell is broken, do you think this ferocious thing can still be controlled by people?"
As expected, when Lin Moxue was about to refute, she suddenly felt a chill in her chest and looked down.
The Kumantong, whose illusion was deepened, had actually removed the illusion outside at this time, and his pair of blood-red eyes were staring at Lin Moxue.
"Child, I am your mother, what are you doing?"
Lin Moxue screamed.
Then, the Kumantong pounced forward, its mouth almost opened into four parts, and bit down hard, causing blood to spurt out. The scene was horrific.
Lin Moxue screamed. The feeling of her internal organs being gnawn was so chilling just looking at it.
He rolled over in pain and screamed.
"I was wrong, I was really wrong, please save me, or give me some pleasure."
Lin Moxue knew that she might not survive, and shouted to Zhang Fan for help.
Taoist Zijin was watching from the side with his eyes shining: "Serves you right!"
Zhang Fan shook his head gently: "I have already received the revenge of the victim. As the saying goes, you should take money from others to help them get rid of disasters. What's more, you are suffering from your own actions. Even the heavens are unwilling to help you. I am just an ordinary person. What ability do I have to help you?"
The screams gradually became weaker. Lin Moxue reaped what he sowed and had his internal organs eaten by the Kumantong. Only at this time did Lin Moxue show an expression of relief.
The man finally died after his internal organs were completely devoured. The torture he suffered was much more painful than that of Xiang Tiannan's wife.
At this time, in a pool of blood, a little ghost with purple body, sharp teeth and bloodshot eyes stood up and stared at Zhang Fan.
"You stinky Taoist priest, you deserve to die."
Taoist Zijin's expression changed: "Mr. Zhang Fan? This thing actually has wisdom?"
Zhang Fan stared at the little ghost coldly: "Dust to dust, dust to dust, but you insist on staying in the human world, killing people. Do you know that after you die, you will never be reincarnated again and will completely disappear into thin air?"
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