The Evil Lord of All Realms

The Taoist Saint tried hard to calm down for a long time, and her mind gradually calmed down.

Although this result was unacceptable to her, at this point, she had no other choice.

As a saint of the Taoist sect, she also knew that only by following Mo Yang would she have the chance to leave here and return to Xuantian Continent in the future.

Because she had never even heard of the Desolate Realm, she had no idea how Mo Yang came to this place, nor how to leave.

The key is that she just left the inn and saw too many practitioners with extraordinary cultivation in this small town. In a place like this, her modest cultivation is not enough. I am afraid that she can only stay safe if she follows Mo Yang. .

Even though she hated Mo Yang deeply now, there was only one way in front of her, and she had no choice.

And she also knew Mo Yang's virtue, and if she completely angered Mo Yang, she would not end well.

After staring at Mo Yang for a long time, the powerlessness in his heart turned into endless grievance. His eyes turned red, and then tears fell down his cheeks.

"Well……"

Mo Yang originally wanted to say a few words, but when he saw the Taoist Saint's tearful eyes, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Faced with this situation, Mo Yang didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Little girl, don't use the bitter meat tactic. The bitter meat tactic doesn't work here. Besides, I didn't bring you here on purpose. Besides, I didn't do anything to you!" Mo Yang frowned and said.

The Taoist saint's eyes were filled with tears. She was now in a dilemma. She couldn't leave, nor could she stay and follow Mo Yang.

"Little girl, you are also a Taoist saint after all. What are you talking about when you cry? Be good.

Be obedient, I won’t leave you here when I leave the wilderness! "

"And being able to come to the wilderness is your great blessing. How many people can have such an opportunity? The cultivation world here is prosperous. This is a good opportunity to increase your knowledge!"

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I don't know how long it took for the Taoist saint to regain her composure. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and sat silently on the wicker chair without saying a word.

Mo Yang felt a little overwhelmed. The old guy Ta Hun just released a bottle of oil at this time. Wasn't he deliberately trying to embarrass him?

"You can erase her!"

At this moment, a voice came from his mind, and Tower Soul spoke.

Mo Yang frowned without saying anything after hearing this.

If it had been back to the time when he had enmity with Daomen, he might have killed him directly, but so much time had passed, and as the gap between the two became wider and wider, the murderous intention in Mo Yang's heart became weaker and weaker. .

If Mo Yang were to kill him directly at this time, Mo Yang would really be a little reluctant to do it. After all, he was not a murderous person.

He practiced martial arts, not killing.

He looked at the Taoist saint in silence, weighing in his mind, because although this person was not his enemy, he was not a friend either. If he brought such a dragster, he might bring him a lot of trouble in the future.

It would undoubtedly be most beneficial to him if he were to be killed directly here.

The Taoist Saint seemed to feel something at this time. She raised her head and looked at Mo Yang, who looked at her expressionlessly. Although there was no murderous intention in Mo Yang's eyes, when she looked at Mo Yang, she felt a Unspeakable chill.

She couldn't help but tremble in her heart, and she didn't dare to say anything at this time.

What.

After a moment, Mo Yang sighed softly and looked away.

He sat down silently and continued to meditate and practice.

After feeling the chill dissipate, the Taoist saint quietly raised her head and looked at Mo Yang, feeling relieved in her heart.

"Little girl, if you want to look at you, just do it openly, don't look at me secretly." Mo Yang didn't open his eyes, but he obviously noticed the Taoist saint's gaze.

The Taoist saint immediately turned her head away, and then silently began to practice her skills.

She didn't know Mo Yang's current situation at all, and she didn't know that Mo Yang had lost all his energy.

Then the room became completely quiet, and in a blink of an eye, a trace of fish belly white appeared on the sky, the night faded, and the sky dawned.

Mo Yang took a long breath, and then slowly opened his eyes. The Peach Mountain Festival was still going on today, but he had no intention of watching it.

But not long after, the door creaked softly and then was pushed open.

A little head poked in, his eyes swept across the room, and then he was stunned.

This person was naturally Zhao Xiaoxiao. If she hadn't seen Mo Yang, she would have thought she had gone to the wrong room, because besides Mo Yang, there was actually another person in the room!

The most important thing is that she is a woman!

But for a moment, she seemed to remember something, opened the door and walked in, glanced at Mo Yang, and walked straight towards the Dao Sect Saint.

The Taoist saint was also confused. Looking at Zhao Xiaoxiao walking towards her, she couldn't help but look at Mo Yang.

"Is this sister the one Xu Qing was talking about?" Zhao Xiaoxiao had a smile on her lips. Although she seemed to be talking about a saintly girl, her eyes were looking towards Mo Yang when she spoke.

Mo Yang was a little speechless and said: "This is the former little maid who was previously

She slipped away. I saw her last night and caught her back! "

The Taoist saint immediately glared at Mo Yang. Although her cultivation was not as good as Mo Yang's, when did she become Mo Yang's maid?

In addition to anger, there was also a hint of disgust in his eyes, and he secretly sighed that Mo Yang was really a beast, and he could kill him at such a young age.

After all, Zhao Xiaoxiao seemed to be several years younger than her, with a hint of childishness on her face. Although her figure was already very proud, she still looked young.

In her understanding of Mo Yang, there seemed to be too many women around Mo Yang. She had heard that there were several people who had a close relationship with Mo Yang in Xuantian Continent alone, and they couldn't even be counted in one slap.

Now that I have only been in the wilderness for a short time, I actually got into trouble with such a little girl again.

"Maid?" Zhao Xiaoxiao was a little surprised. In her perception, the Taoist saint's cultivation was much stronger than hers, and she was actually Mo Yang's maid.

But when she thought that even Xu Qing seemed to be very familiar with Mo Yang, she understood.

After all, regardless of anything else, in terms of cultivation alone, Mo Yang can be considered a top genius. It seems reasonable to have such a maid.

"Hehe, sister, what's your name? My name is Zhao Xiaoxiao!" Zhao Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and said.

The Taoist saint frowned for a while, snorted lightly, but did not respond.

Zhao Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at Mo Yang, only to hear Mo Yang say: "My maid has this temper, but it's okay. I'll train her well later, and she should be very obedient!"

The Taoist saint almost went crazy. Mo Yang's words didn't sound serious at first. She just felt that Mo Yang seemed to be hiding her identity. Now she didn't know anything about this place.

She didn't recognize the little girl named Zhao Xiaoxiao in front of her, so she could only endure it.