Magical Doctor Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 17 You Must Hold For Me
If Mo Feixun opened his eyes, he would see that the corner of the old Taoist's mouth was continuously overflowing with blood, and the light in his eyes became more and more slack.

Mo Feixun gritted his teeth and persisted. At this time, his body was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and thousands of ants eroded his bones.

But there is no pain from being used, betrayed, or abandoned by the closest and most loved ones.

She has persisted in the pain that used to be so painful, so what is this little pain?
After the extreme pain, Murphy could clearly feel that the spiritual root was gradually recovering.

I couldn't help but rejoice in my heart, and even the pain seemed to be reduced a bit.

three hours...

Mo Feixun was tortured by piercing pain for more than three hours.

The old Taoist also exhausted the remaining strength in his body, and fell straight to the side...

"Hey, old man, old man..." As soon as Mo Feixun opened his eyes, he found the old man lying on the ground.

just die?
The old Taoist raised his heavy eyelids, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito's silk: "You...you must...you must, you must guard for me, guard...the sect..."

"Zongmen? What Zongmen?" Mo Feixun leaned over to get close to the old Daoist before he heard what he said.

"This, this is my last, last wish... Even if you are poor, I beg you with this life." The old Taoist said with the last bit of strength, and handed a token to Mo Feixun weakly. .

Mo Feixun frowned, looking at the token in his hand, what's the matter.

Can she say no?She likes nothing more than meddling.

"You, you already have the seal of the sect master in your body.

Wait, when you reach a certain level in cultivation, you can get a glimpse of the secrets.

You must remember the sect, the sect... no, it cannot be destroyed, once it is destroyed, the consequences will be disastrous... so you, you must stand for me... guard, guard..."

After the old Taoist finished saying this, he closed his eyes and belched completely.

"Hey, old man, what sect master passed on the seal... Hey, are you talking?"

Mo Feixun shook the old man a few times, but he didn't respond at all.

He... really died!
Mo Feixun frowned, wondering what the old man meant just now.

What kind of sect sect master passed on the seal?
What can peek into the secret?
What sect cannot be destroyed?
why?
Many questions were circling in her mind.

She looked at the token that the old man gave her, it was pitch black, let alone words, not even a pattern, it was like a piece of scrap iron.

He said just now that he had to reach a certain level of cultivation to know the secrets. It seems that her strength is too low now, so there is no way to know?
Damn, what a mess!
Why should she fulfill this wish for him? Mo Feixun is definitely not a person who likes to ask for trouble.

Even if the old man forcibly passed on some sect master's seal to her body.

No one can force her to do things that Mo Feixun doesn't want to do.

But her spiritual root has recovered and she is in a good mood, so she doesn't care about it, anyway, she loves whoever she loves, so she doesn't care about the old man's business.

At that moment, Mo Feixun sat cross-legged again, ready to practice the Demon Clan Kungfu and practice.

After a while, there was Mo Feixun's violent scream...

"Ah...the stinky old man is dead and still dare to put me on the same seat. I am so angry that I will smash your head." Mo Feixun suddenly opened his eyes, and the anger lingered in her red eyes, so angry that she wanted to Beat up the stinky old man.

But he was dead, and beating him was useless.

"Master?" Suddenly a figure rushed over and landed on the old Taoist.

He looked at Mo Feixun at the side, and then at the old Taoist, with tears streaming down his face: "Young man... did you kill my master?"

(End of this chapter)