After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 59
Just because of a bag of spirit stones?
Song Jingmo remembered that the bag contained only low-grade spirit stones.

Human life is so cheap.

"You're so generous, why don't you help me too?"

"You slaughtered the village?" Song Jingmo's voice was very soft, and she looked at the thin man in a gray robe, whose face was covered by a face scarf.

"I didn't kill that pregnant woman at the end of the village." The man laughed as if he remembered something.

"But I watched her die in labor."

What's the difference between ignoring death and killing someone?
Song Qingyan also laughed, she sneered and spread her soul power, sealing off this area.

"You are not his opponent, look, I will come."

The man saw the woman in the white skirt appearing out of nowhere with a terrified expression on her face. With such a powerful coercion, it would be easier for the woman in the white skirt to kill him than to crush an ant.

Obviously, he had checked carefully before showing up, and there was only a little girl who was a great spiritual master, and the fluctuation of spiritual power on her body made him envious. ! !
Song Jingmo didn't move, she watched the man as if he was being strangled by a force so powerful that he couldn't resist, and was slowly lifted off the ground, his legs were kicking and struggling.

Suddenly there was a soft sound, a bit like the sound of a balloon being punctured but not bursting.

Song Qingyan doesn't know how to torture people, and now he has learned a soul-searching technique.

The soul search technique is very overbearing, the man's soul can't bear it, and the sea of ​​consciousness bursts open.

The man's head seemed to have shrunk a little, with no breath of life left.

"Dead." Following Song Qingyan's voice without any emotion, the man's body also fell to the ground.

"There is a stockade two hundred miles away from here. It is the gathering place for these spiritual cultivators who suck the blood of ordinary people and indulge in pleasure."

"The highest level of spiritual cultivation in this group is a spirit king who is about to break through the level of the spirit emperor."

"Isn't the spirit king able to be the city lord?" With such a cultivation level, how could he--

"Because there is no one to govern, because there is freedom to do anything." Song Qingyan's tone was light, and his eyes were full of disgust.

She has been exposed to such spiritual cultivation before, she is free from words and deeds, and kills and kills as she pleases.

Taking people's lives for a trivial matter is nothing to them at all, just like a man who slaughtered the entire village for Song Jingmo who didn't know if he would come back again but didn't care about those lives.

He didn't kill the pregnant woman, because the pain of the woman's dystocia made him feel more happy.

Song Qingyan killed someone with his own hands, and he also had to bear karma.

There is no such thing as karma and effect canceling out, and the ascension channel of Xiuling Continent is broken, and it doesn't matter much if you are responsible for karma.

At most, there is some change in breath, which makes it easy to be struck by lightning.

Looking at the cloudless sky, the expression in Song Qingyan's eyes changed, and finally returned to the Beast Orb without saying anything.

Covering the sky under Tiandao's nose, she also took a lot of risks.

Fortunately, Tiandao didn't have time to pay attention to her at the moment. He just consumed some soul power and barely settled the cause and effect on Song Jingmo, which was not a loss.

Song Jingmo filled in the last layer of soil, controlled the man's body with spiritual power and threw it outside the village.

"Don't dirty their reincarnation circuit."

The scavengers flew down and gathered around the fresh food to peck at it.

Bai Yunju was frightened, ran into the village with a bang, followed his breath to Song Jingmo's side, rubbed his nose against Song Jingmo's clothes, his eyes were wet.

"Qingyan, what should we do with the mother and child?" Both spirits remained in the small shabby house, and the other villagers had no spiritual power left, and only the mother and son became spirits in the whole village.

Either the obsession is too strong, or the soul power is strong.

Song Jingmo didn't dare to think too deeply.

Childbirth is painful for women.

Why do women give birth in broken houses?

Why is there no one around her to take care of her?

Where is her family?
There are so many questions and she doesn't know the answers.

"You can do whatever you want." In Wanshouzhu, Song Qingyan's voice was normal.

Song Jingmo listened, thought carefully, and walked towards the end of the village.

She still wants to try to take the mother and son away, at least give them a better place to live. As for revenge and revenge, that's a matter for the future.

All she wants to do is the part she can do.

It's not fake kindness, nor is it flooded with kindness.

I wanted to do it, and I happened to be able to do it, so I did it, that's all.

The two shadows, one big and one lower, in the dilapidated house are much closer than before, as can be seen from the shortened distance between the shadows.

Ying Ling hugged the leg of the woman's spirit body, and the spirit body stood behind the door, watching her quietly.

Following Song Qingyan's example, a small ray of soul power was separated to connect with the spirit body. The moment the connection was made, the cold resentment rushed straight into the sea of ​​consciousness, the soul power was quickly disconnected, and the power of the stars circulated, driving away the cold breath that had penetrated into the body. out of the body.

"The resentment in her body is too strong. At this time, she is barely maintaining her sanity. Many memories are in a semi-blocked state." Song Qingyan did a calculation, and the hexagrams showed that the relationship between the mother and son and Song Jingmo was mainly behind, and now it is necessary to check. Can't find anything.

It's like putting together a puzzle, even if you get a key piece and don't get other puzzle pieces, you can't find useful clues based on this piece of the puzzle that doesn't look anything special.

The soul search technique is more effective when used on living people, and it is very easy to be backlashed when used on spiritual bodies.

Song Qingyan was weak, and he was powerless to take a risk.

"Is there any way to communicate with her normally?"

"The spirit body is too weak, and it's a bit reluctant to let her speak." Song Qingyan thought of another method that didn't consume much, and used the remaining power to read some memory fragments.

"She was forced, and the child didn't know whose it was. She hated the child, but at the same time wanted to protect the child from being harmed."

"Before she died, she was half insane." Song Qingyan concluded based on the fragments of information he had read.

Song Jingmo was rewarded with a task that Song Qingyan released as soon as he released it, a section of soul-cultivating wood the size of a palm.

There was a twig on the soul-nourishing wood. After the two spirit bodies moved in, the breath of the soul-nourishing wood became more gentle. If you looked closely, you could see a hazy white halo.

"This means that the spirit body has never done evil, and has not been infected with murder." Song Qingyan explained.

"I'm going to fall into a deep sleep for a while, and it's best for Little Whale not to leave the sect before I wake up."

"Okay." Song Jingmo got on his horse, Bai Yunju left from the end of the village, and returned to the correct route after a detour.

Bai Yunju knows the way, but Song Jingmo doesn't need to know the direction.

The man on horseback lowered his eyes, his thoughts still lingering in the small village.

The people in the village needed spirit stones, and she gave them, but the villagers died because of the spirit stones she gave.

In this matter, every decision she made, which one was right and which one was wrong?
(End of this chapter)