The mouse relies on the little fairy: absolute infatuation

Chapter 106 A Rare Sense of Justice Part 2
A sense of righteousness suddenly rose in my heart, my mana actually recovered a lot, and I walked with the old miscellaneous hair for more than ten rounds.

"Monster, today the old Taoist will definitely do justice for the heavens." The old Taoist seemed a little impetuous, presumably that's all he could do.

"Do justice for the sky? Old miscellaneous hair, aren't you afraid that the sky will take you in?" I said contemptuously.

What is doing justice for the sky? Human beings have too many hypocrites like this. They obviously want to use monsters to practice alchemy and follow crooked ways, but they confuse all beings under the banner of doing justice for the sky.Although I am a demon, although sometimes I am shameless, I am by no means hypocritical like him.

"Monster, take your life..."

"Ah..." The old miscellaneous hair didn't know what magical weapon he took out from his arms. My eyes were stinging, my head was about to split, and I was stunned. I was hit by the old miscellaneous hair's whisk, my chest felt tight, and I spit out a mouthful of blood .

"Old miscellaneous...you..." He raised his head and wanted to curse, but the old miscellaneous hair hit him again with a whisk, and hurriedly rolled to the side with his knees bent.

I was about to take advantage of the situation and get up, but unexpectedly a sky net covered me...

"Hahahaha..." The old miscellaneous hair laughed wildly and walked over.

"Old miscellaneous hair, you play tricks." I glared at old miscellaneous hair, shameless miscellaneous hair, unexpectedly so despicable.

Looking at the golden rope tied to his body, the more he struggled, the more he burrowed into the flesh, and it seemed to be pierced into the skin with thorns. This is...

"Haha... As the saying goes, soldiers never tire of deceit. To deal with a monster like you, of course you have to use demon methods, haha..." The old man swept my face with his whisk.

"I bah... old miscellaneous hair, let go of the young master if you have the ability, let's beat him again." I spat bloody saliva onto the old miscellaneous hair's face.

"You... monster, let's see how long you can be arrogant, tomorrow the old Taoist will take you into the mountains to refine the elixir." The old monster circled around me, nodding and laughing wildly.

tomorrow?There were bursts of pain in my chest, as if someone was messing with my brain, and I couldn't think of anything except anger and pain.

The old miscellaneous hair did not take me away, but set up an enchantment to keep me in the forest.

The sky is getting dark, looking at the animals running around outside the barrier, my heart sinks a little bit, do I really want to be reduced to the elixir of old bastards, unwilling, unwilling...

What is the purpose of practicing for 500 years? Is it just to help the old miscellaneous hair to practice magic arts and increase Taoism? I am not reconciled...

(End of this chapter)