The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 425 Give Her a Funeral
Su Moliang raised his eyebrows lightly, and a cold voice escaped from his thin red lips: "Why is it a late emperor spiritual master, you can go to the underworld to find out."

When she finished speaking, she waved her long sleeves, and before everyone begged for mercy, all the spiritual power in the sky slammed fiercely at everyone, only to see a dazzling white light flashing, and the panic-stricken people had no time to scream, blood was like a spring Like spraying out, the body fell heavily to the ground.

Looking around, dozens of corpses fell in a pool of blood, and none of them survived, which was horrible.

The terrified faces are enough to show the fear before death.

After a while, the whole warehouse was filled with a strong smell of blood, so disgusting that Su Mo frowned.

She collapsed over the corpse, picked up the energy card on Gu Jinglin's body, and walked up to An Yingxuan.

Seeing that An Yingxuan was tortured and bruised all over her body, she passed out long ago.

Su Moliang's face was extremely ugly, and suddenly he regretted letting those sluts die like this, he should have stabbed them a few more times.

Thinking of this, Su Moliang cut the rope on An Yingxuan's body with a swipe of spiritual power, and rescued her from above, and then fed her a healing elixir before leading her out of the warehouse.

It was already night, and no one noticed anything unusual, so Su Moliang took the unconscious An Yingxuan back to her room smoothly.

After everything was settled, she came out of the academy and returned to Mu's house.

However, when she walked to the gate of Mu's house, she was completely stunned.

She didn't expect that there would be a white lantern with the word "Dian" on the gate of Mu's house!

Considering that many people said that she was dead today, the current funeral should not be held for her, right?

Thinking of this, Su Moliang's heart trembled, his face twitched slightly, and he walked into Mu's residence quickly.

Today's Mu Mansion is extremely cold. When she walked into the courtyard, she could only hear sobbing and crying from the front hall. When she looked carefully, she saw faint candlelight flickering and flickering from afar Suddenly dark, showing a bit gloomy.

Above the hall, a heavy coffin is located in the center of the hall. On the table in front of the coffin are placed oil lamps, white wax, and fruit offerings. At the end of the coffin is a brazier burning with paper money. In front of the brazier, only Mu Yaqing's biological mother Jiang Qianlan While weeping and telling something, Mu Yuanhang beside him also had red eyes. Although he was silent, his expression was very sad.

In addition to these two relatives who really love Mu Yaqing, there are also Patriarch Mu and two fake people standing in the hall.

Patriarch Mu was naturally in a very bad mood. He managed to manage the academy and let Mu Yaqing go to study. Unexpectedly, after only a day of going there, she disappeared.

However, Tutor Yuan insisted that he had never met Mu Yaqing, so it was hard for him to hold the responsibility to Tutor Yuan.

Therefore, he sent people to search for it for a few days, and when he was forced to do nothing, he organized a funeral for Mu Yaqing.

Now hearing Jiang Qianlan crying, Mu Rong was upset.

"Cry! You just know how to cry! You still have the nerve to cry! You see for yourself what kind of daughter you gave birth to. She is useless except to cause trouble, and in the end I have to waste my money for funerals. Nothing is worrying! Really! Damn bad luck!" Mu Rong gave Jiang Qianlan a fierce look, and yelled while gnashing his teeth.

After being yelled at like this, Jiang Qianlan no longer dared to cry presumptuously, she could only sob sadly, which made her slender body tremble.

Mu Yuanhang stared angrily at his father who had no feelings but only interests. As a junior, he naturally couldn't contradict his elders, but he was extremely dissatisfied with Mu Rong in his heart. At this moment, enduring his anger, he stretched out his hand to hold his mother in his arms, and patted his mother comfortingly. A few times.

Lou Biqi, the eldest lady next to her, saw her, covered her snickering mouth with a handkerchief, and then answered in a down-to-earth way: "Yuanhang, what kind of eyes do you have? Are you dissatisfied with your father? Your father has already dissatisfied with your sister. It’s the end of benevolence and righteousness, and it’s Zhang Luo College, and it’s also preparing for the funeral, and so many people were sent out to look for it before, it’s all because your sister is a short-lived ghost and has no blessings to enjoy.”

"Shut up! Why did my sister disappear? I think it probably has something to do with you!" Mu Yuanhang was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say, and refuted on the spot.

Lou Biqi also changed his face when he heard this, pointing at Mu Yuanhang and yelling: "You—you dare to contradict your aunt, are you lawless!"

"Hmph, auntie? Pooh, you are not worthy! Don't think that I don't know how many vicious things you have done. My sister is kind by nature. She is not your opponent, let alone a threat to you. Why do you still hold her? Let go, you will be willing to kill her!"

When Mu Yuanhang said this, his angry voice was choked up a bit.

Mu Shuyuan who heard this retorted disapprovingly: "Third brother, what you said is wrong. Although my mother is not Mu Yaqing's biological mother, she has not treated her badly these years. She should wear and eat what she should wear. , how could she be missing. Hmph, it’s just a useless piece of trash, and you still treat her as a treasure. This kind of useless thing is clean after death, so as not to waste the food of Mu’s family and cause chaos to Mu’s family!”

As soon as Mu Shuyuan's words fell, Mu Yuanhang stepped forward and slapped his ear, only to hear a clear and sharp sound, and everyone present was stunned.

Mu Shuyuan's eyes widened in shock, and she covered her painful cheeks. After being stiff for a moment, she suddenly burst out: "Mu Yuanhang, how dare you hit me, I'll fight you!"

Roaring, Mu Shuyuan wanted to rush up to beat Mu Yuanhang.

Seeing this, Jiang Qianlan was afraid that things would become serious, so she immediately got up, hugged Mu Yuanhang, and blocked Mu Shuyuan's palm.

Hearing a puff, Jiang Qianlan spurted out a mouthful of blood, fell weakly into Mu Yuanhang's arms, and moved her pale lips: "Hang'er, no, today is your sister's funeral, don't make trouble, let you My sister left unsafely."

Mu Shuyuan didn't expect that she punched Jiang Qianlan's body, she was stunned for a moment, and finally kicked her with an inch: "Hmph, just like Mu Yaqing, they are useless things!"

However, just as she finished her words, an afterimage suddenly appeared beside her. Before Mu Shuyuan could react, there was a loud bang, and a black hole was suddenly smashed into the entire hall, and the coffin and the spirit table were all thrown away. It exploded!
At this moment, the dust was flying, the sawdust was flying, and a fierce spiritual power oscillated, shocking everyone.

The smoke dissipated, and a white figure came into view. Even though the surroundings were dusty, the white clothes were spotless, and the snow-white clothes fluttered with the violent spiritual power, outlining a thrilling beauty.

That glamorous and vulgar face was covered with frost, so cold that one could freeze it into ice just by looking at it.

"Mu—Mu Yaqing!" Lou Biqi opened his eyes wide in shock, and cried out in disbelief.

Patriarch Mu, Jiang Qianlan and Mu Yuanhang all looked at Su Moliang in shock.

However, what shocked them even more was that Mu Shuyuan, who was a senior mysterious spirit master, was stepped on by Su Moliang, spitting blood and dying.

And Su Moliang's lingering spiritual power fluctuations made everyone even more astonished!
(End of this chapter)