Not to mention the men, even Fang Xiaodie's eyes widened when she saw it.

She sighed, "This is really a goddess descending to earth. I have never seen such a beautiful woman in my life."

Tong Li: ...

He quietly moved two steps, blocking Fang Xiaodie's sight, and shouted angrily, "Tee, you witch, you kill people and steal treasures, but you still have the nerve to pretend to be my master. If you have no shame, what will you do to my master?" ? If anything happens to my master, I will never be done with you."

Mo Zunyue: ...

When all the powerful people heard this, they almost staggered.

He is the No. 1 person in history who called the goddess a witch, and he is a demon cultivator with a low level of cultivation. How dare he.

How dare he, a little kid in the Nascent Soul stage, dare to jump around here.

Zhou Zhao volunteered, "Goddess, let me go and kill this little thing. He dares to scold the Goddess and is so disrespectful. Don't keep him here."

A demon cultivator dared to call the goddess a witch so arrogantly. Who gave him the courage? Is it the iron knot behind him?
"Need not."

Mo Zunyue stopped him, "I'll do it myself."

She put away her destiny disk, flexed her wrists, and looked at Tong Li with a smile on her face.

Tong Li's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt something was not good.

He shouted, "Prepare your weapons. If that witch dares to come over, you will take action and kill her as much as possible..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt the hair on his head being grabbed by someone, and then he felt a burst of punches and kicks on his body.

"A witch, right? I'm a witch, right? I think you memorized the Tao Te Ching in vain. I've been away during this period of time, and you haven't made any progress at all. What have you been busy doing all day? Are you thinking about love and love? Love, Xiaodie's cultivation level has not improved much, do you think you should fight..."

The other four people:! ! !
Seeing how smoothly she beat Tongli, it was obviously not the first time she could do it.

Shen Fuwei was a little shaken and whispered to Fulan, "Don't say anything. It seems like he looks a bit like Master."

Before Fulan could say anything, Mo Zunyue glanced at her, grabbed Tong Li's hair with one hand, pointed at the two of them, and scolded, "And you two, how many times have I told you, nothing has been accomplished. When success comes, don’t fall in love, don’t fall in love, look at your cultivation, you haven’t improved much yet, one Nascent Soul stage, one Golden Core stage, Xiaodie is already at the Golden Core stage, don’t you feel ashamed.”

Shen Fuwei, Fulan, and Fang Xiaodie were so frightened that they collapsed on the spot and did not dare to express their anger.

This tone, these scolding words, isn't it their master?

Tian Jicang, whose name was not called, wanted to shrink his head and reduce his presence as much as possible.

Let's not talk about whether this person is their sect leader, just say that with this strength, he has no power to fight back.

He said he was going to use weapons to blast her, but before the weapons could react, she arrived in front of her. She dared not move those weapons, for fear that they would also be blasted to death.

The jaws of all the powerful people below are almost dislocated.

At this time, they even wondered if their eyesight was dim and they were seeing something wrong.

Is this their goddess?A high-ranking goddess, a goddess who cannot be blasphemed?

How is the way she is grabbing a few people and beating them up now different from an old mother beating up a naughty child?
At that moment, they felt that there were cracks in the image of the goddess that was holy and unattainable in their minds.

A quarter of an hour later, five people were sitting on a small bench on the top of the mountain with bruises and swollen faces, as honest as primary school students.Mo Zunyue stood in front of them with her hands on her hips, "Tell me, who am I?"

One of Tong Li's eyes was swollen, half of his face was swollen as if he were holding a walnut in his mouth, blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were in tatters.

He was squatting on the small bench, with his feet together and his hands placed on his knees. His straight back was a little bent at this time, his head was lowered listlessly, and his voice was a little uncertain, "Master?"

No wonder he couldn't believe it, his original master was right behind them, sleeping peacefully in the ice coffin, obviously lifeless.

The master they had been with for several years was lying there. The first thing they thought of must be to kill someone and seize the treasure. Could it be that the master saw the good-looking person and took away the person in front of him?
Mo Zunyue punched his head, and a big bump suddenly appeared.

Tong Li was extremely aggrieved, "Why did you hit me again?"

Mo Zunyue pointed at his head and scolded, "I told you to practice hard, but you must have been disobedient. It has been so long, and you can't even recognize your master's breath. If I don't hit you, who will I hit?"

The remaining four people sitting in the row quickly imitated Tian Jicang's example, shrinking their heads and reducing their presence as much as possible.

Now there were more than just them sitting in rows. Another group of old men and old ladies were also sitting on the other side obediently, looking intently at the starships in the sky, not even daring to look at them.

They were afraid that Mo Zunyue's fist would hit their heads, which would be a big loss.

Tong Li looked at the group of honest little old men. Even if he couldn't feel their cultivation, the long, childlike faces and black hair of them all made it difficult just to look at them.

But this group of powerful-looking people were actually afraid of the woman in front of them. Look at her honest and courteous appearance, she was sitting much more upright than they were.

Tong Li asked uncertainly, "Are you really my master?"

Mo Zunyue told them what happened to her.

The pupils of several people were shaking, and they looked at Mo Zunyue with complicated expressions, "God? Are you a god now?"

Gods can shape human beings and live as long as heaven. That is an extremely powerful existence, and it is the ultimate goal pursued by every monk.

It is said that a god who never emerges in ten thousand years is actually beside them now? ?
At that moment, they felt that the world was magical.

Tong Li seemed to want to prove its authenticity and turned his attention to the group of little old men.

I found those little old men looking at them with envy. What a great opportunity it was to be a disciple of God.

But these disciples still don't know how to cherish them. They really deserve to be beaten.

Especially there was a demon cultivator among them. They didn't understand why the goddess would accept the demon cultivator as her disciple when she died in the hands of the demon cultivator.

"What's going on over there in the interstellar world now?" Mo Zunyue was more concerned about this issue.

Speaking of this, several people were somewhat silent.

"Falled." Shen Fuwei said in a deep voice.

Mo Zunyue felt very heavy in her heart. It seemed that the magic circle was opened and the monsters in the small world went out to commit evil.

"Master, what should we do next?" Tong Li asked.

Mo Zunyue looked at the cracks in the sky, "What can we do? We can only do our best to save them." (End of Chapter)

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