Ao Fang cried out miserably, "And last night, as soon as I lay down on the couch, the bed collapsed; then I had to sleep on the floor, but a piece of tile just happened to hit me in the face..."
"Why was I so unlucky yesterday!"
"Heavens above, if you're going to harm someone, harm Guiying instead of me!"
— Clearly, the tradition of blaming Guiying for all the bad things has been around for a long time in this five-person group.
But this was the first time Ao Fang had said it to Gui Ying's face like this.
You're trying to harm me?!
Gui Ying was furious. With a flick of his finger, a needle-shaped hidden weapon stabbed Ao Fang hard in the buttocks.
Ao Fang howled in pain, completely breaking down, "Even you're targeting me? Ahhh... I'll fight you to the death!"
now,
The situation inside the servants' quarters was as follows:
Guiying burst Ao Fang's chrysanthemum and fled left and right;
Ao Fang chased after it like a ball of flesh, baring its teeth and claws.
Sima Tian, dressed in flowing white robes, gazed at the sky at a 35-degree angle, seemingly pondering profound questions.
Ji Meiling's slender arms encircled her towering chest like a protective shield, her gaze wandering over Mo Xie with an enigmatic expression.
Mo Xie watched this scene quietly, a faint smile on her lips.
Did he just casually come to take a look, or did he hear that killing someone from the Yin-Yang Demon Sect would cause him trouble, and thus decided to come and check it out?
These guys... are pretty good.
Just then,
His soul power sensed a group of people rushing towards them.
He immediately shouted, "Stop fooling around!"
"The main character has arrived!"
The words had barely left his mouth when
"You worthless wretch, look at the awful things you've done! Get out here right now and confess your sins!"
The roar of Meng Ping, the deacon of the Demon God Temple, came from outside the hall.
Ji Meiling glanced at Mo Xie.
Mo Xie shook his head and remained seated, unmoved.
He didn't understand why the villains always yelled things like "Get out here!"
Is it just for showing off?
If I don't go out, what can you do to me?
"Oh……"
Mo Xie sneered.
He's just the lowest-level villain!
really,
The scene was quiet for a few moments.
Seeing that Moye did not come out.
Meng Ping had no choice but to come in, followed by about ten people.
Mo Xie saw it.
Of these ten or so people
There were deacons and disciples dressed in temple uniforms, as well as people dressed similarly to Zhu Wen—presumably members of the Yin-Yang Demon Sect.
"The show is about to begin!"
The onlookers, who had been waiting outside the servants' quarters to watch the show, were suddenly taken aback.
In an instant, the servants' quarters were surrounded by three or four layers of people, crowding noisily at the entrance to look inside.
Meng Ping wanted to say something more,
A middle-aged man from the Yin-Yang Demonic Sect stepped forward.
Meng Ping cupped his hands in a gesture of apprehension and said, "Senior Brother Wang!"
Senior Brother Wang ignored him and instead looked at Mo Xie and the others.
With a sinister look on his face, he asked, "Who killed my Demonic Sect disciple?"
Mo Xie slowly stood up. "The murderer is Mo Xie!"
A murderous glint appeared in Wang Kui's eyes. "Do you know what crime it is to kill a disciple of my Demonic Sect?"
Mo Xie retorted sharply, "Then do you know what crime it is to violate the laws of my temple and attempt to kill my temple's enforcers?"
Wang Kui smiled.
Moye smiled too.
The next second,
"die!"
Wang Kui unleashed a burst of demonic energy, his fingers forming claws as he leaped towards Mo Xie.
A killing move from the moment it strikes!
His aura clearly indicated that he was a third-grade King Realm expert!
The audience gasped in surprise.
Meng Ping looked at Mo Xie with a gloomy gaze, a sneer of pleasure flashing across his lips.
As a mere second-grade King Realm expert, I could easily crush you; now that a third-grade King Realm expert has made a move, let's see if you survive this time!
Faced with Wang Kui's fatal blow,
Mo Xie stood calmly with his hands behind his back, as if awaiting death...
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