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Chapter 16 People Go to the Loukong (Thanks to "Amay" for the Silver League)
Under the blood-red moonlight, the boy raised his eyebrows and then punched violently, punching to the flesh.

Mo Qingchu didn't hold back.

"Because it's not Shuli who will hurt now, but him!"

Accompanied by a roar, Mo Qingchu obviously felt that his strength was stronger than before.

At the same time, his control over his body is more precise than before!
"Is this the effect of [medicated bath]?" He thought to himself.

At this moment, under his punch, the body of 'Mo Shuli' bowed backwards, and was beaten into a shrimp shape.

Mo Qingchu took advantage of the momentum and flew forward, pinning him down.

He had no orthodox training. He only fought a few times when he was on earth, and then he took a few boxing lessons in order to find a female private teacher. In the end, he was beaten by a fierce woman. In the end, he learned that he was not like men.

But there is an innate ruthlessness in him, or madness.

His next punch hit 'Mo Shuli' directly on the left side of the face.

All of this happened in a blink of an eye, making Chen Yu on the side look dumbfounded.

As an outsider, she didn't hurt Mo Shuli's body because she couldn't bear it.

You are a big brother, you are really killing me.

But after thinking about it, she felt that Mo Qingchu's idea was right.

At this time, your overprotection of him will actually push him to a dead end!

Of course, there is still a little difference between Mo Qingchu and Shen Yu.

That is, he has never seen the world, and has no idea what the concept of an eighth-level practitioner is in the dust world.

When Chen Yu saw the eight-petaled golden lotus on the center of the opponent's eyebrows, he was already terrified.

Because she understands too well how terrifying the eighth-level practitioner is.

But Mo Qingchu didn't know anything about it, and instead felt a little bit like a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

Listen, what did he scold just now?
He scolded the eighth-level practitioner as a bastard...
During the few seconds when Shen Yu was stunned, 'Mo Shuli' was not idle.

After eating the pain, he frowned slightly.

But how can this kind of evil cultivator who wants to be ruthless and ruthless, and seek the Tao wholeheartedly, be scared of being beaten so quickly?

I saw his palms up, and a gust of air swept over.

But Mo Qingchu, who was pressing him firmly on the ground, turned slightly sideways like a prophet, avoiding most of the air current.

This left him just tossed to the ground, blinded by the dust.

But when the whole person was lifted up, he kicked down hard, hitting the waist of 'Mo Shuli' with great force!
He has an eight-petal golden lotus between his eyebrows. As a dignified eighth-level practitioner, he has many strange methods, and his cultivation is as high as the sky.

He had never encountered such a situation before, it was like gangsters fighting on the street.

On the other side, Mo Qingchu rolled on the ground twice, his clothes were covered with dust.

Chen Yu hurried over, helped him up, and checked the situation.

I saw that the corner of the boy's mouth was pierced, and blood was overflowing.

But he still stared at the other party firmly, and even spat out a mouthful of blood, bared his teeth and said:
"Dog bastard, does it hurt?"

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It's strange to say that such a big commotion in Mo Qingchu's house should have shocked the neighbors in the small Baijia Village.

But at this moment, none of the villagers came.

'Mo Shuli' reached out and touched his waist, as if feeling the pain in this part.

Immediately afterwards, his entire body began to leave the ground, suspended in the air, with a distance of about three feet from the ground.

Although his eyes were still dull, but against the backdrop of the eight-petaled golden lotus and Gujing Wubo's expressions, he really felt like a god.

It's just that at this moment, he still looks a bit embarrassed, and even his cheeks are covered with some dust.

A dignified eighth-level practitioner was actually injured by a young man who had just opened the road to human body cultivation.

And to be honest, Mo Qingchu's reaction and actions were completely different from his expectations.

Four years ago, his [time limit] was up, but he had no hope of breaking through to the legendary ninth level, so he cast a secret method, and at a great price, he left his body and searched for the target to seize.

Even though this blind boy is blind, he is the closest to his roots and is the most suitable target.

In other words, as early as four years ago, his soul entered Mo Shuli's sea of ​​consciousness.

At that time, the seizing of the house had already begun, and it was half-successful.

Due to the weakness of the soul, for the past four years, he has been nurturing the soul, waiting for the arrival of the [Evil Moon].

According to legend, the method of [Seizing House] originally came from [Evil Moon].

But whether it's true or not, even he doesn't know.

During these four years, half of his soul was in a chaotic state.

But half of the time, you can perceive the outside world.

It means that he can share Mo Shuli's memories and feelings.

As a practitioner of "Taishang Wangqing Dao", he began to immerse himself in the role of Mo Shuli, and also felt the details of the daily relationship between the two brothers.

As if... Mo Qingchu was really his elder brother.

And all of this is for today's [Zhan Qing].

After all, even if he succeeded in seizing the house, he would have to start from scratch on his path of cultivation.

He knew very well that for Mo Shuli, Mo Qingchu was the person he depended on, his biggest concern in this world, and the pillar of his life.

Killing Mo Qingchu can not only [cut emotions], but also help to improve the cultivation base, and take a big step in the early stage, forming a qualitative leap, and it is also conducive to devouring Mo Shuli's soul, and completely controlling this body .

He hoped that the day when the blood moon volleyed in the sky would be painful.

He wanted to see Mo Qingchu's pain, and also felt the sadness in his heart when he killed him, and the final indifference.

——Well, he is a qualified old pervert.

But who would have thought that this young man who naturally raised his brows would become ruthless.

What was supposed to be an emotional collision suddenly turned into fists to the flesh.

What surprised him even more was that every time they fought each other, the opponent's ability to predict was always terrifyingly accurate!

"Naturally sensitive?" He asked Mo Qing clearly.

"No, no." He said again.

Mo Qingchu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and naturally he would not tell him the secret of his eyes.

He turned his head to Chen Yu and said, "I'm fine."

Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, looked at 'Mo Shuli' who was floating in the air, and said, "You can actually control the sky like a third-level practitioner."

"Sure enough, even if an eighth-level cultivator loses a mortal, he can't really treat him as a mortal."

The round-faced girl pursed her lips, and said, "As time goes by, I'm afraid he will be able to use more and more methods."

"Fortunately, this physical body is still very fragile."

"Then subdue him now and bring him back to Mozong." Mo Qingchu said directly.

"No, the eighth-level cultivator is beyond what we can imagine. I'm not sure about suppressing his soul." Chen Yu said.

"Then just break his legs and hands! Knock him out again!" Mo Qingchu's eyes became colder and harsher.

Chen Yu: "..."

She didn't know if this method would work or not, but her elder brother said so, so she could only bite the bullet and say, "Okay."

The communication talisman has already been burned, and the Shimen will definitely send someone over as soon as possible.

She and Mo Qingchu only need to hold out until [Mo Zong] comes.

Chen Yu gritted her teeth, picked up the [Wedding Dress Sword], and wiped a bloodstain on her palm.

The blood dripped on the translucent red sword edge, and was actually sucked in, and the blood could be seen surging inside the translucent [Wedding Dress Sword].

Immediately afterwards, the whole sword felt sharper and sharper.

It was as if it hadn't started before, but now it's just started.

"Hey, the wedding dress sword art is interesting." 'Mo Shuli' not far away said: "Little girl, you and their brothers met by chance, burning the essence and blood and wasting life, is it worth it?"

Chen Yu didn't answer, but his lips were pursed even tighter. Under the bloody moonlight, the [Wedding Dress Sword] was also stained with a layer of blood, which seemed to complement each other.

'Mo Shuli' pushed forward with a palm, and the wind of the palm collided with the strength of the sword, causing him, who was suspended in mid-air, to retreat three steps away.There was also a scar on the palm of his hand.

"With your cultivation base, how long can you last using the [Wedding Dress Sword Art]?"

"What's more, if you can protect him, can you also protect the people in this village?" He asked.

The next moment, 'Mo Shuli' flashed and walked towards the small courtyard next to him.

As far as he is concerned, not only does he want to kill Mo Qingchu today, but he also wants to kill no one in the entire Baijia Village!
Just in the process, procrastinating for time.

The little girl in front of her will soon be unable to hold on to her wedding dress sword art.

However, there was no one in the small courtyard next door.

He went to another house, but there was no one in the house either.

The blood moon soared into the sky, and the entire Baijia Village, except for the small courtyard of Mo's family, was... deserted in silence.

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(ps: Thanks to "Kindergarten Ah May" for the reward of 100 million starting coins~)
(End of this chapter)