Chapter 342: A tyrannical good old man

The heavy sound stretched slowly, and Mo Fuyi was even more upside down at this time, and the cold sweat almost soaked her completely......

Finished...... Finished......

No!

She's not done yet!

They don't know anything yet!

Mo Fuyi tightened his throat, squeezed out a smile with difficulty, pretended to be happy, and said excitedly: "Master...... Master...... Are you alright...... That's great...... I'm so worried about you that I'm here to take the liberty of coming here...... I want to see You, Master......"

"Huh?" A disdainful laugh came, sneering, "Worried? Isn't it that Lord Qu Feng is still alive, and you are very scared? ”

Mo Fuyi's heart skipped a beat, and he looked back with some haste and resentment.

But seeing Lu Jiuque in a dark robe slowly walking out of the dark, the look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the contemptuous and indifferent gaze was like looking at a lost dog.

At this moment, Mo Fuyi felt as if his head had been hit hard by something, and it buzzed.

It's her?!

It's Lu Jiuquan!

Could it be ...... Could all this be Lu Jiu's plan?

Lu Jiuque walked up to the fallen Ya Kuilong, snapped his fingers lightly and said, "Xiao, don't bite everything, what should I do if I have diarrhea?" ”

"Meow~" Master, the baby knows.

With a flick of his tail, he lazily licked his paws, glanced at the dying Yakuilong with a wide range of eyes, and rubbed it on the clean place on its body, leaving a few plum blossom blood marks, and then jumped up and jumped onto Lu Jiuque's shoulder.

Lu Jiuque stretched out his finger, gently teased the little black cat's chin, and said with a smile: "Maybe you should explain why you are here." ”

Mo Fuyi's mind went blank, "I...... I ......"

Qu Chong jumped up from the coffin, stood in front of her with a big sword, and said coldly: "Open your space bag and space ring." ”

After searching the entire Fighting Soul Sect, they didn't find the corpses of those assassins, which means that someone hid the corpses.

Mo Fuyi made an innocent expression and said pitifully: "This ...... Master...... I don't know what I've done wrong......"

As soon as she finished speaking, a fierce coercion came from the darkness, and Mo Fuyi was directly pressed to the ground, with a "bang", and his forehead was bleeding.

"If you want to take it, you will take it, and if you talk nonsense, I will kill you."

Xie Qi, who was dressed in a cyan robe, stepped out, with a bloodthirsty look on his face, which made his usual warmth fade.

Lu Jiuque couldn't help blinking, it seems that this really hot-tempered person is actually the good old man Xie Fengzhu.

Immediately after, a cyan vine emerged from the depths of the ground, almost tyrannical enough to drain the space pouch of the ink whisk and peel off the ring in her hand.

Xie Qi was very domineering, and before Mo Fuyi could untie the space bag and space ring, he directly erased the spiritual imprint on it, and Mo Fuyi was so painful that he couldn't wait to roll on the ground.

"Ahhh......h

As she let out a cry of pain, Xie Qi poured out everything inside the space bag and space ring.

It's just that there are no letters, corpses, and fourth-level and five-visceral pills that everyone expected.

Mo Fuyi raised his eyes, and his face was alternating with blood and tears, which was very pitiful.

She sobbed as she shrunk her neck and asked cautiously, "I don't know what the disciple did wrong...... Will it make the peak masters so angry? The disciple knew that he was wrong...... Please also ask the peak masters to speak up...... The disciple will definitely change it......"

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