After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

He took a step back as if he had been hit hard, and a thick black mist suddenly appeared around him, and endless pain instantly enveloped his whole body.

Shen Yanqing groaned, frowned, and covered his chest in pain.

This sudden change caught Sang Mo off guard. She subconsciously reached out and grabbed Shen Yanqing's arm.

The light spot stopped on Shen Yanqing's chest, and black smoke kept coming out.

Sang Mo was stunned, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

Trembling, she reached out and took off the purple mirror from her belt.

The black fog dissipated, and Shen Yanqing's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He took a step back without any strength, and then fell straight down.

Sang Mo quickly held his waist and looked into his eyes silently.

The purple light mirror on the side is still shining with dazzling light, "The evil god appears, the evil god appears. Please kill him as soon as possible. The evil god, eradicate it. ~Evil~Nian~Power.”

Sang Mo was stunned, as if he couldn't hear, and only looked at Shen Yanqing.

"Master, are you okay? How do you feel now?"

Shen Yanqing glanced at the mirror, then turned his gaze to Sang Mo, remaining silent and saying nothing.

Sang Mo was stunned, stuffing the mirror into his clothes, but still didn't speak.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent. Shen Yanqing gasped and suddenly laughed softly, "You hide it so you can pretend that this never happened?"

Sang Mo still didn't speak. He pulled Shen Yanqing to stand up and ran out on his own.

The purple light mirror in his arms was still talking slowly, "Pay attention, the evil god appears."

"Be careful, evil spirits appear."

"..."

Sang Mo ran quickly and suddenly threw the purple light mirror out.

She was stunned, her whole body trembling.

The emperor is playing tricks on her.

He said that as long as he killed the evil god, he would let the master go back, but now Ziguang Baojing identified Shen Yanqing as the evil god.

I had killed him once in my previous life, but the master did not return to the upper world.

There was no way she could kill him again.

The moon slowly moved into the clouds, and the surrounding area instantly darkened.

The purple light mirror that was thrown into the flowers kept talking, "The evil god appears, the evil god appears."

Sang Mo's eyes were dull, and he slowly turned his head and looked straight at the mirror.

Purple Light Mirror may also be aware of the danger. Its voice suddenly paused, and then slowly spoke, "What's wrong with you?"

Sang Mo stood up silently and walked towards the flowers.

"Actually, I can help you keep your secret." This thing was smarter than a human, and it immediately sensed the danger.

He also quickly realized the crux of the problem.

Sang Mo picked it up from the ground and said, "Little Mirror, you said you are so smart, how could I trust you with my life?"

"... "

"You can trust me." There was a hint of fear in the tone of its words.

Sang Mo gently brushed away the weeds that fell on the mirror, "Why should I trust you?"

Seeing that this plan was not working, Ziguang Baojing began to induce, "If you want to think clearly and kill the evil god, you can directly fly to the top." God~."

"Ascend to the gods?" Sang Mo smacked these words and suddenly laughed.

"If I want to ascend to God, I will not jump into the mortal world."

Sang Mo said, condensing a powerful spiritual power in his palm, "Little Mirror, I'm sorry, you must die."

"I..." Ziguang Baojing slowly wanted to say more, but Sang Mo slapped it down.

The mirror surface suddenly turned into powder and scattered in all directions.

Sang Mo raised his head in confusion, his eyes suddenly turned sharp.

The emperor's words today were very strange. Sang Mo didn't think about it carefully during the day, but now the alarm bell was ringing in his heart.

He must have known that Master was an evil god for a long time.

Sang Mo looked at the copper shavings in his hand and thought to himself: It seems that just getting rid of a mirror is not enough.

She shook her hands as she spoke, got up and walked into her yard.

A breeze blew by, and the moon poked its head out from the clouds again. The silvery moonlight poured down, illuminating the surroundings.

A slender figure walked out of the darkness. He glanced at the debris on the ground, sighed softly, and murmured: "You are so stupid, how can I feel relieved?"

Here, Sang Mo returned to the room with dull eyes.

Huang Cuihua was sleeping on the bed with her arms stretched out, still snoring. She turned around and closed the door in silence.

Her hands are still shaking,

She really didn't understand how Shen Yanqing could be related to the evil god when he was clearly the reincarnation of the Fallen Angel.

If he was an evil god, he would have been discovered long before he went to heaven.

Sang Mo was stunned and suddenly remembered that Zelin's mistake back then was really outrageous.

Even if he lost his divine power, as long as he reported it to heaven, other priests would complete the blessing task for him, but he remained silent and watched the big mistake made.

Moreover, although his sin was serious, he would not be thrown into the well of reincarnation and suffer the pain of such reincarnation.

Could it be said that Master fell into reincarnation voluntarily?

Sang Mo turned pale with fright at her own thoughts. She hurriedly poured herself a glass of water and drank it all in one gulp as if she was shocked.

The snoring behind him suddenly stopped. Sang Mo turned his head warily and saw Huang Cuihua sitting up from the bed and looking at her with doubts.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" She was startled, looking at Sang Mo with wide eyes in horror, holding the quilt and moving her buttocks back.

Sang Mo shook his head and poured himself another glass of water.

Huang Cuihua got out of bed and walked over with her shoes on, "What are you doing up so late at night?"

She said, taking the cup from Sang Mo's hand, "The teapot has already dried up, what are you drinking?"

Sang Mo looked up at her, "It's okay, you go to sleep, I'll boil some water later."

Huang Cuihua frowned and grabbed her trembling hands, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ah?" Sang Mo turned his head in confusion, "I'm fine."

"What's wrong? You act like you're stupid now. What's wrong? Tell me quickly!"

The pale moonlight shone in from the window, and a slow voice suddenly sounded in the quiet room, "You broke my real body."

"I really care for you, but you actually beat my real body to pieces."

Huang Cuihua stood up in shock and looked around cautiously, "What's the sound?!"

Sang Mo also stood up quickly and made a defensive posture.

The room fell into deathly silence.

Sang Mo looked around and found nothing wrong.

She breathed a sigh of relief and thought to herself: It's just a mirror. Even if it comes back, I can shatter it again.

Huang Cuihua also looked puzzled, "Could it be that she was hallucinating?"

Just as the two of them were about to put down their defenses, the voice suddenly sounded again, "I won't let you go."

Huang Cuihua was shocked, "Damn it! It's true, I didn't have any auditory hallucinations!"

(End of this chapter)