defiant

Chapter 17 Blood Eyes

October [-]th, evil month.

The rest of the villagers in Baijia Village disappeared.

This made 'Mo Shuli' frown slightly.

Today, the development of the situation has repeatedly exceeded his expectations.

This physical brother has an unusual heart and mind.

This mere second-order cultivator actually possesses a rare treasure and has mastered the sword art of the rare treasure.

The people in this village also revealed strangeness everywhere, and they would disappear out of thin air.

Under normal circumstances, mortals have a great fear of [Xieyue], and they dare not come out to do random activities at all, let alone leave the village.

According to 'Mo Shuli''s original thinking, the two brothers have lived in Baijia Village for four years, and they have already had deep feelings with the villagers. Every villager is a good target for [Severing Love].

For him who just won the house, this is one of the ways to quickly recover his cultivation in the early stage.

Of course, the change in the situation did not surprise him the most.

What surprised 'Mo Shuli' the most was that before he entered these houses, his spirit clearly sensed the aura of the villagers!
Although his soul is very weak now, it is very different from the peak state at the eighth level in the past.However, it is also comparable to an ordinary third-order practitioner.

He had just detected someone in the house with his front feet, but when he came back, the house was empty, and the villagers' breath disappeared out of thin air!
Everywhere in the village is like this!

It was as if the villagers were in the house before he entered it.

But the moment he broke through the door, they... disappeared!
This kind of weird situation has covered the ordinary Baijia Village with a veil of mystery.

On the contrary, Chen Yu, who followed closely all the way, repeatedly shouted: "What did you do to them!"

She could also feel the breath of the villagers outside the house, but she couldn't find anyone after entering the house.

Therefore, she took it for granted: "This evil cultivator did it!"

'Mo Shuli' looked at her. If it was his nature, even if he was splashed with dirty water at this time, he would remain silent, disdainful of explaining anything.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but said: "This has nothing to do with me. There seems to be something wrong with this village. I have been nurturing my soul before, but I didn't notice it."

After speaking, he was slightly taken aback.

In the past, he had a withdrawn personality and was a taciturn type.

Thinking about it carefully, what I said today is indeed a bit too much.

"Sure enough, I haven't completely seized the house yet. Even if I occupy the dominant position, the two spirits will still influence each other." He said in his heart.

"The devil heretics! You still want to lie to me!" Chen Yu shouted, and directly drew his sword.

Do you think I will believe what you say?
This girl won't believe a word of your evil cultivators' words!
Cute as me, not as easy to deceive as you imagined!I'm smart!
'Mo Shuli' listened to the round-faced girl's words, and really didn't answer this time.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time." He said in his heart.

If he still has the eighth level of cultivation, he will naturally have nothing to fear about all kinds of weird things.

But he is too weak now, and this body is too weak.

This made him feel extremely insecure in the entire Baijia Village.

But for him, Mo Qingchu is an existence that must be killed... Today, he said too much and his personality changed drastically, which is a very bad signal.

As soon as he thought of this, his figure flashed and he walked not far away.

Chen Yu raised her sword and wanted to chase after her, but at this moment, the silver bell hanging around her waist rang slightly.

Mo Qingchu had noticed this silver bell before.

Chen Yu has been wearing it around her waist, but no matter how she moves, the bell will not make any sound.

As if it was just a decoration.

At this moment, it was motionless and did not tremble, but there was a sound.

She lowered her head and glanced at Yinling, and immediately beamed with joy.

"It's Senior Sister Feng!"

Chen Yu had previously lit the messenger talisman, and the surrounding disciples would come if conditions permit.

But she didn't expect that Senior Sister Feng would arrive so soon.

This woman is different from her, Chen Yu is only at the beginning of the second level, and she is the weakest one in the recruiting process this time.

Senior Sister Feng has a late stage second-order cultivation, only one step away from third-order, and is one of the strongest in the outer sect of [Mo Zong].

"Let us join forces!" Chen Yu shouted in his heart.

On the other side, Mo Qingchu only felt a burst of fragrant wind, and then, an afterimage appeared in front of his eyes.

A woman in white appeared in front of him.

The woman is tall and tall, half a head taller than Chen Yu.

From the position of her white waist, it can be seen how amazing the proportion of this woman's long legs is.

A normal woman's corset would not be in this position.

And the underwear she was wearing underneath was of the off-the-shoulder type.A translucent white tulle was draped outside, so that her attractively sunken collarbone and white shoulders could be vaguely seen.

As for the collarbone of the inner shirt, there is no deep gully.

Her surname is Feng and her name is Yun.

It was she who repeatedly advised Chen Yu not to wear so many layers of corsets, but to let them swell naturally.

Being cute is not a long-term solution, Junior Sister Shen!
For these two sisters from the same school, one is wrapped in a double-layer corset, and the other is wearing a low-cut underwear. There is a sharp contrast.

The former are rich but stingy.

The latter is poor but generous.

Mo Qingchu could clearly see that there was also a silver bell of the same style hanging on the waist of this woman's grasping hands.

She looked at 'Mo Shuli' who had rushed over, stared at the golden light between the eyebrows of the visitor, and couldn't help saying: "Eight-petaled golden lotus!"

Listening to her voice, Mo Qingchu couldn't help saying in her heart: "It's so good!"

He didn't expect to hear such a standard [clip sound] in the world of dust, it would kill a person.

Feng Yun looked at the handsome blind boy, and instantly understood why Junior Sister Shen wanted to ignite the messenger talisman and ask her fellow disciples for help.

This person is far more dangerous than ordinary evil spirits!

"Senior Sister Feng!" Chen Yu who rushed over shouted, feeling a lot of confidence in his heart.

Mo Qingchu also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the situation has improved a bit.

"Taishang Wangqingdao, seize the house?" Fengyun saw the current situation at a glance, and immediately said: "Junior Sister, we must subdue him as soon as possible, after knocking him out, use secret techniques to seal his five senses, and then use 【Pure Talisman】Suppress!"

"Is it useful?" Chen Yu asked.

"Not necessarily, let's try it!" Feng Yun said.

Although it could be heard from her words, she didn't dare to guarantee it, but for some reason, Mo Qingchu felt that she was much more reliable than Chen Yu.

Even in his own eyes, this woman has a pair of asymmetrical and weird wings behind her.

One wing is like a white butterfly, agile and full of vitality, and the other wing is a bone wing made of white bones, with a somewhat eerie feeling.

It's a bit like the combination of Xuan Cai'e and bone elves in "Fantasy Westward Journey"...
'Mo Shuli' looked at Feng Yun, and talked again: "The helper came very quickly."

"However, my helper has also arrived."

As soon as the voice fell, thick fog began to appear nearby.

The sand and pebbles on the ground also floated up.

"Wanli Flying Sand Technique? A third-level practitioner!" Feng Yun's complexion changed, and she secretly yelled that it was not good.

Compared with the practitioners of the second stage, the strength of the third-level cultivators can be said to have undergone a qualitative change.

At this critical juncture, Mo Qingchu shook his head violently, because there was a raving sound in his ear.

——[Evil Moon] raving.

It's truly a blessing, and misfortunes never come singly.

[Xieyue]'s raving sound is very chaotic, you can't hear the content at all, and it will make people's mental state tend to be in a trance.

Mo Qingchu couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Through the thick fog and dust, he saw the blood moon above the dome.

Since the ravings sounded in his ears, the blood moon changed its appearance in his eyes.

That's not a blood-red full moon, it's clearly a blood pupil!
The boy with slightly raised brows tried his best to endure the ravings in his ears.

He is looking at the moon, and the moon is looking at him.

In Mo Qingchu's mind, he couldn't help but think of a phrase that is often used to describe a person's sharp eyes.

"It turns out that there are really fucking big eyes that can talk!"

(End of this chapter)