After wearing the book, I was forced to become a fake system

What do you mean?
Karl stood on top of Dokar's smooth head, frowning and looking at Mo Hongyun who came to intercept him, "What I'm doing now is all my own, and has nothing to do with Dingtian Academy."

"Ah."

Mo Hongyun sneered, obviously he didn't understand what he meant.

"What you did today is to help the evildoer. You must assist Yan Qing in destroying the entire Aotian Continent!"

realm of death,

The death of the purple-robed venerable,
The message left by His Holiness before his death...

Mo Hongyun told him everything one by one. Carl went from expressionless to shocked, and he looked at Jia Xitong next to him.

"No, that's definitely not my host's relative, someone pretended to be my host's relative!"

Jia Xitong said hurriedly, "That person is very strong, but I'm sure he's not my host's relative."

"Do you think these words of yours are credible?"

Mo Hongyun didn't want to pay any attention to her as a small cultivator at the realm of the King of Talismans, but instead looked at Carl, "I know you like this junior very much, and I know that this junior has inextricable relationship with Yan Qing. Even Venerable Zipao can't beat him now, and none of us are his opponents, we need a hostage, someone who can contain him."

This person is only Jia Xitong.

Of course, these are just their opinions, and Jia Xitong himself absolutely denies it.

"That's really not my host's relative, and you can't restrain him with me."

She said it seriously, but found that she was telling the truth, and no one on the other side believed her, "That's just a counterfeit who looks similar to my host's mother!"

Mo Hongyun looked at Karl, and just said lightly, "The body of the purple-robed venerable is still in the Valkyrie Temple."

In a word, it trumps all.

Carl loosens up.

He glanced at Jia Xitong, his lips twitched slightly, "Take me to have a look."

Mo Hongyun looked at the red-robed god attendants, and saw that they didn't respond, which meant that these people acquiesced.

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The inner door of the Martial God Temple is closed, and the incense burns in the big cauldron outside.From the outside, it appears to be the same as ever.

but open the door

A white coffin was parked in the center of the temple.

The body of the purple-robed venerable was placed inside. Karl stood in front of the coffin and looked at it for a while, then he looked at Jia Xitong, "Do you know... where your host is?"

"We were chased and killed by people from the Valkyrie Temple on the bottom of the sea, and then we were forced to separate."

Jia Xitong looked at the person in the coffin, and confessed honestly, "But I'm sure this... Senior was not killed by my host, I can swear on the coffin!"

Carl fell silent when he heard the words. Compared with Jia Xitong's words, the facts seem to be more convincing.

"In the realm of death, no life exists anymore."

Mo Hongyun motioned for someone to take out a map, on which the problem area was marked with a red line, "This is the scope of the death realm investigated by the Martial God Temple yesterday, and it has expanded to one-third of the Wuxiu territory.

See the refugees that keep coming?

These are the survivors who escaped death.

They still have a place to escape now, and when the realm of death spreads to the entire Aotian Continent, where can they escape?Whether it is a cultivator or an ordinary person, they can only find a place to die. "

He knocked on the table and looked at Carl with vicissitudes in his eyes, "Are you going to give up everyone in the world for a student? How long will you be confused?!"

Mo Hongyun's voice "woke up" Carl.

Jia Xitong's status in his heart is indeed very high, but in front of all living beings, her weight is less than a feather.

Comparing the two, Carl would choose the latter, "Thin barrel..."

Looking at Uncle Carl's appearance, Jia Xitong knew that no one would believe his words.She was a little discouraged, a little sad, and a little resentful.But she also knew that there was no way to blame Uncle Karl for this matter. He was willing to trust Shang Yanting and escape with her before, which was already difficult for ordinary people to do.

This matter can only be blamed on the villain pretending to be Shang Yanting.

If this person is not eliminated, Shang Yanting's grievances will never be washed away, not to mention, he even wants to take the hero's route of destroying the world.

"Okay, what are you going to do with me?"

Jia Xitong recognized the reality, since he couldn't beat him and couldn't explain clearly, he joined.

It's a pity that her current status is special, and the martial arts practitioners don't let her join.

Jia Xitong was confiscated with his magical artifacts, put on prison equipment that could suppress his cultivation, and was thrown into the prison of the Valkyrie Temple. It felt like he was going to be executed in autumn.

But no.

She was released after only one night.

"We need you to lead Yan Qing out."

Wu Xiu now knows that he can't touch Shang Yanting in the realm of death, so of course he won't kill her easily with the only bargaining chip in his hand.They discussed all night, and finally came up with a detailed plan——

With thin barrels as bait,
Send people to ambush her around, lead him into Wu Xiu's siege, even if he uses crowd tactics, he will be exhausted to death!
This method is simple and crude, but Jia Xitong felt that it might be useless.

After all, he is really not her host's relative, so he shouldn't care much about her family and life, right?Threatening someone who doesn't care much about him with his own life feels unreliable once you think about it.

It would be strange to draw people out like this.

noon
Jia Xitong was hung in an open space close to the realm of death.

She was tied to a pillar with five flowers, and the sun was hot and the temperature was extremely high.The weather was so hot that it seemed that the dry firewood under her feet would spontaneously ignite. I didn't expect the people from the Valkyrie Temple to burn her to death. It can be said that they have no creativity.

Karl looked at the man tied to the rack from a distance.

He clenched his hands tightly, his eyes were red, but he firmly held Dorcal who wanted to rush out, "I'm sorry, thin barrel, don't blame me."

The red-robed God Attendant looked at the realm of death in front of him, and when the sun moved to the sky, he shouted, "Execution!"

The fire is on!
Dry firewood burns very quickly with even the slightest flame.

The flames had already reached Jia Xitong's legs, and the scorching heat began to cook her body.Jia Xitong was so hot that she felt her hair was scorched and her clothes were on fire.Being burned by the flames was very painful, and she had to think of something to divert her attention.

By the way, why can't she take a bath before burning her?
If a person is burned by so many firewood, how mature can a person become in the end?

The bastard Shang Yanting didn't show up even though his family treasure was about to be burned to death.If she really turned into a mass of pitch-black carbon, she would have to cry him to death...