Cute girl Shura

Chapter 170 Little Doll ([-])

Only King Shura can answer his questions and save Yao'er.

"Miscanthus, continue!"

Miscanthus reached out to take the Crescent Moon Knife thrown by him, her eyes were dazed.

"Let's do it." Mo Qin finally made a gesture, shaking his body.

Miscanthus swallowed, and asked puzzledly, "I don't know what Death wants to do?"

At the end of the day, Mo Qin changed his posture again, and replied calmly: "Dedication."

"What?!" Miscanthus was startled, got up from the ground, and returned the Crescent Moon Knife in his hand, "I dare not, Second Prince, take it back!"

Mo Quin finally kicked him, "You elf, are you addicted to being a human being, aren't you? Hurry up, don't talk nonsense!"

Miscanthus knew that Mo Momo wanted him to kill him with his own hands, so that his soul could return to the underworld.

"Hey hey hey, where do you put this knife?" Seeing Miscanthus's hand shaking non-stop, Mo Qinmo grabbed his hand, aimed at his heart, and said, "Brother, stab here after you see it. Don't miss it, it will hurt to death!"

I'm afraid that if the miscanthus trembles with a hand, it will be stabbed in the wrong place, and it will not die later, and it will become half disabled.

"Master Death God, it's better... you should do it yourself, the subordinates can't hold the handle of the knife..." Who knows if this Moqian will come to him again to settle the debt after returning to the underworld and regaining his status as the God of Death.

At the end of Mo's face, his face suddenly changed, "Why are you so worthless! If I can really do it, will I still use you? Look at this handsome and unrestrained figure of this god of death, does it look like someone who can harm himself? Stop talking nonsense Hurry up! Yao'er is still waiting for me to save her!"

Miscanthus couldn't laugh or cry, he also wanted to save Miss Du, but...

"By the way, I almost forgot to tell my last words." Moqin paused for a moment, "After I die, you should take my body back to the palace first, and tell father and mother that Yao'er and I are looking for the elder brother. I was intercepted and killed by thieves on the road, let them mourn and change. You can walk back to Yangjian Road when you wear it."

He took out the jade pendant he carried with him, handed it to Miscanthus, and said his last words.

Miscanthus wanted to cry even more, "Aren't you telling your subordinates to go back to die? The emperor will definitely punish your subordinates for not protecting them well."

Mo Qin finally blinked his eyelids, Miscanthus was right in saying so.But right now saving Yao'er is the most important thing, try to be a villain if you can, "I don't care, you just say that, as for what you should do, figure out your own way!"

"but I……"

"No! This knife looks sharp, what if it can't kill my tough body? Miscanthus, use your sword!" He interrupted Miscanthus, then pulled out the hilt of Miscanthus pinned to his waist, and put In Miscanthus hand.

I took a look and was very satisfied.

With such a long hilt, the sentence can be verified, the white knife goes in, and the red knife goes out.

It's hard not to die.

"Second prince, let's discuss clearly first, how should I explain to the emperor after I return to the palace..."

"what!"

Before Miscanthus finished speaking, Mo Quinmo had already pulled the hilt of the sword in his hand, and stabbed his sword into his heart.

Blood gushed out in an instant, and the expression on Mo Qinmo's face also changed in an instant.

After struggling for a moment, his icy body finally fell into a pool of blood.

"Second Prince...Second Prince..." Miscanthus was at a loss for a moment, and supported his slowly falling body, "We haven't discussed it clearly yet, how can you just leave?"

"Hey—why is it so disgusting!"

Miscanthus, who was holding the corpse here, was still frowning, when he heard a unique sound of disgust from behind.

Looking back, I saw his spiritual body standing aside, shaking the blood on his clothes.

In fact, his corpse is still trickling with blood...

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Mo Qinmo came to the underworld with the Crescent Knife, walked on the familiar Huangquan Road, and became nervous for no reason.

Back then, he promised King Shura that he would take good care of Yao'er.I didn't expect to come back so disheartened now, but Yao'er's life and death are uncertain.

"Master! Master!"

As soon as he lifted his front foot, he heard Youshan's hurried child's voice coming from the side of Huangquan.

He looked sideways, Youshan's hair was messy, and her face was full of excitement.

"Master, I knew you would come back by yourself. Look, what did I pick up?!" Youshan excitedly raised an unknown object in her right hand and shook it at him.

Mo Qinmo's brows trembled, how could this little girl know that she was going to die, so she deliberately didn't pick him up, and let him climb such a long hill for nothing?
Glancing at the dark "thing" in her hand, she said angrily: "You are so old and you still like to play with puppets that human girls would play with, don't call me Master, I don't know you! "

"Master, you also think he looks like a puppet, don't you? I thought so too at the beginning, but look, his little nose is real, and he has ears too!"

Youshan followed behind him with a creaking smile, talking about today's harvest.

Originally, he and Notebook were going to the human world to perform a mission, but halfway through the flight, they were hit in the head by this "little puppet" that fell from the sky.

Unexpectedly, it was a doll!
"Youshan, don't bother Master, Master is in a hurry!"

At the end of the day, Mo Que didn't have the time to take a closer look at the puppet in her hand, but walked towards the Shura Hall with big strides.

"That's right! Master, how did you come back from your death? The journal says that your cause of death is unknown."

Youshan lifted a small foot of the "doll" in her hand upside down, making it fly and spin in the air like a spinning top.After playing with it for a while, he flew forward and asked again.

At the end, Mo Que turned around abruptly, snatched the "doll" from her hand, and said in front of her, "Shanshan, you'd better take your doll back to the Temple of Death, or I'll tear it into pieces." .Immediately!"

As soon as his sight settled, he couldn't help clicking his tongue in shock.

Isn't this... Mu Zishen? !

"Okay! Shanshan won't disturb Master anymore, hum!" Youshan snatched Mu Zishen back from his hand, and disappeared as soon as the words fell.

"Hey! Wait! Shanshan! Shanshan—"

When Mo Qin finally realized, there was still Youshan's figure, not even a ghost!

Wasn't the puppet that Youshan showed him just now Mu Zishen?

He remembered clearly that it was Mu Zishen's transformation into an elf.

He even thought that Mu Zishen followed Yao'er into the city that "has come and never returns", did Mu Zishen not go in to accompany Yao'er at all, or something happened in it.

Thinking of this, he turned back and wanted to find Youshan.

After being in a dilemma for a long time, he finally collapsed on the ground, God, should he first go to Youshan to ask about Mu Zishen, or go to King Shura to ask about Xianyue Dao?
Yao'er is the eldest, and he cares whether Mu Zishen is alive or dead.

This time, he resolutely continued to go to the Asura Hall... Halfway there, he suddenly turned in another direction...

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