Dressed as the ancestor of the devil, but doing good deeds

Chapter 2
"Wait a minute, brother." Lin Qiu touched his mustache, stopped Lin Qing, and said grandly: "Purifying the soul is too time-consuming, let me, a young man, handle it."

He didn't want to miss the opportunity to improve his strength, after all, every time he crossed a realm, he would suffer from the baptism of demons.And inner demons are the most fragile side of a person's heart, and it is difficult to overcome them.

Once you can't resist, you will die.

For his own future, he must get Wu Miaomiao's stove today.

Lin Qing's cultivation had also reached a bottleneck, so he was naturally unwilling to give up easily. He looked at Lin Qiu and sneered, "If you want to take someone away, then pass my level first."

"It seems that the eldest brother has made up his mind, so we will each rely on our own abilities."

"boom!"

The long swords in the hands of Lin Qing and Lin Qiu collided directly, and the atmosphere was instantly tense.

The powerful auras collided, causing a strong impact, which stirred up dust on the ground and spread it around.Countless sword qi destroyed all the surrounding flowers, plants and trees.

Under the impact, Homer took several steps backwards before stabilizing his body.

When he watched Wu Miaomiao stand still under this huge force, there was a bit of fanaticism in his eyes.

The ancestors really cultivated profoundly.

Wu Miaomiao didn't know that her status in Home Mo's heart had risen again, she was just so frightened that her legs became weak and she couldn't walk.

And she was full of helplessness when she looked at the two people who were fighting because of the uneven distribution of spoils in front of her.

My client is still there, can I ask her first if she is willing?

The strength is low, at least give me the right to speak.

Although that dilapidated ancient book can quickly improve one's cultivation, it is easy to breed demons.

Lin Qing and Lin Qiu were originally similar in strength, but at this time, stimulated by their beauty, the inner demons gradually controlled their bodies, making them lose their minds.

All kinds of powerful methods have been used, and it seems that the opponent will be smashed into pieces.

Taking advantage of Lin Qing's negligence, Lin Qiu directly punched him in the chest.

The powerful force directly ruptured Lin Qing's meridians, causing him to be seriously injured.

"I'm going to kill you." After Lin Qing was injured, his face showed a bit of madness, and the mana from his whole body poured into his dantian like a tide, and his cultivation base soared instantly.

He absolutely cannot lose! ! !

With the infusion of mana, his body rapidly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a balloon on the verge of exploding.

Seeing this, Lin Qiu's face changed, and under the threat of death, he recovered a little bit of reason, and scolded: "Are you crazy, and you blew yourself up for a woman, so you don't want to die?"

However, Lin Qingzao was controlled by the inner demon, and his face showed madness, "Women are small, but face is big. Your mother doesn't even know you if I want to blow it up."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qing locked up Lin Qiu, not giving him a chance to escape.

His death will not make Lin Qiu feel better.

"Let go of me quickly." Lin Qiu felt the increasingly terrifying aura on Lin Qing's body, and struggled to get rid of it, but Lin Qing's arm was like fine steel, making him unable to break free.

With a scream, he watched helplessly as his body was engulfed in red light.

"boom!"

A red mushroom cloud bloomed in the sky, blasting a big hole in the ground, and black smoke was constantly emitting.

When the black smoke dissipated, there was no trace of the two of them in the pit.

Seeing the dramatic scene in front of her, Wu Miaomiao opened her mouth helplessly, unable to utter a word.

People in the world of cultivating immortals are so angry?

When you get angry, you don't let it go?
"Old Ancestor, you are really powerful." He Mo didn't know that it was because the two of them had problems practicing the exercises, but thought it was Wu Miaomiao's aura that scared the two of them to commit suicide.

Seeing the dog-licking light flashing in Home Mo's eyes, Wu Miaomiao patted her head helplessly.

How should she explain to the silly boy so that he can believe that all this has nothing to do with her?

However, such a misunderstanding can be regarded as stabilizing her personality.

At this moment, the voice of the system in Wu Miaomiao's mind sounded again.

"Ding Dong, complete the task of saving the disciples of the Demon Sect, and the prestige of the Demon King will be +10."

Hearing that the system was silent, Wu Miaomiao was immediately unconvinced.

She has read so many novels, and each system gives all kinds of heaven-defying rewards when the host completes the task. Why does she only have some useless points?

Hearing Wu Miaomiao's complaint, the system drew a big cake, "Those systems are so low, the rewards they give out are all rubbish. If you complete a few more tasks and qualify for the lottery, you will know how powerful my rewards are." ..."

Hearing the system's words, countless black lines appeared on Wu Miaomiao's forehead.

She wants those junk rewards too.

I have a bad appetite, this cake is a bit indigestible.

Wu Miaomiao shook her head, not interested in listening.

She had been painted cakes before, but she didn't expect to come to the fantasy world and still eat cakes.

Having said so much, the system didn't pay anything, and let itself work hard to do the task.

The system must have been made by Zhou Paipi.

She felt that the negative energy in her heart could already create several evil sword celestial beings.

Home Mo didn't notice the sudden loss in Wu Miaomiao's heart, he suddenly slapped his head, turned around and ran towards the front hall.

Wu Miaomiao, "???"

What are you running for? Are you afraid that you will not succeed if you eat him?

Before Wu Miaomiao could diverge her thoughts, she saw Homer rushing back with a piece of charcoal on his shoulder.

???

Use wood to thank yourself for saving your life?

Will it be a little too shabby.

Home Mo put down the things on his shoulders and knelt in front of Wu Miaomiao, "Old Ancestor, please save the head, he is about to die."

Wu Miaomiao looked at the charcoal on the ground where men and women could no longer be distinguished, and swallowed.

This thing is a person?

This handsome guy in front of him really has no intention of touching porcelain?

"Ding dong."

"A new mission is released. Save Sima Yuntu, the head of the Heavenly Demon Sect. If you succeed in this mission, you will be rewarded with +30 prestige points."

Before Wu Miaomiao could weigh the pros and cons, she heard the voice of the system in her head.There was an impulse to scold her mother in her heart, and she almost couldn't help venting it out.

The system is definitely a small dog, so he knows how to fit in every stitch.

Her small fist wanted to hit someone's chest, but it was still like hitting to death.

The system knew the dissatisfaction in Wu Miaomiao's heart, but it was also helpless.

Who made him a kind system, how could he refuse to save him?
Although Wu Miaomiao was extremely unhappy, she knew that she had to agree.

In addition to the threat of the system, the more important thing is that the personal settings cannot be collapsed.Otherwise, if it is exposed that he is a counterfeit, his life will be gone.

Wu Miaomiao sighed, and squatted down to examine the charred charcoal on the ground.

I am a medical student after all, what weird things haven't I heard of?
She has heard of the 80-year-old man's majesty, let alone a heavy work with a wooden stick.

Wu Miaomiao quickly finished the inspection, stood up and touched his nose, "He is seriously injured, you take him to my little hut first."

Home Mo carefully picked up Sima Yuntu and walked towards Wu Miaomiao's small hut.

He was rescued by Sima Yuntu since he was a child. Although he didn't have the title of master and apprentice, he always regarded Sima Yuntu as his master with deep feelings, so he naturally didn't want anything to happen to him.

Putting Sima Yuntu on the bed, He Mo held his hand with tears in his eyes and told him: "Don't worry, Sect Leader, the old ancestor has powerful magic power, and he will definitely save you."

The corner of Wu Miaomiao's mouth twitched involuntarily when he heard what He Mo said.

Can you stop putting such high hopes on yourself?

She has no confidence in herself.

Wu Miaomiao was worried that He Mo would kill her if she said directly that she couldn't be saved.So she dismissed Homer first, "I don't like others to see me saving people, so you go out first."

Homer walked out the door obediently, and closed the door thoughtfully.

As long as Sima Yuntu can be revived, let alone let him go, even a live broadcast of washing his hair upside down is fine.

After Home Mo left, Wu Miaomiao went up to check Sima Yuntu's situation again.

It was found that his whole body was still cold, with no breathing pulse, and it was obvious that he couldn't die anymore.

"Could it be that he really wants to touch porcelain?" Wu Miaomiao stretched out her head and looked towards the door, suspecting that Homer would come in the next moment to pay for her life.

Fortunately, the door was empty and there was no one there.

(End of this chapter)