Chapter 278 Disciple, killing your master is wrong!
Mo Yan can barely fight against Shen Tu alone, but with three of them together, he really can't defeat him simply using spiritual energy.
Shentu held the sword while Mo Yan was not paying attention and had no time to resist, and scratched Mo Yan's arm.
Mo Yan jerked his hand back, and his hand was surrounded by a thin layer of black air. It's so transparent that you can barely see it unless you look carefully.
Mo Yan felt entangled in his heart, but in the end he did not use evil magic.
Shen Tu hit Mo Yan on the back with all his strength.
It’s just that the spiritual energy contained in that palm did not hit Mo Yan’s body, but was resolved.
Shen Tu’s eyes wrinkled, he didn’t understand what was going on.
At this time Nanjia, dressed in white, walked out of the room with a cold face.
Shentu took a step back while holding his sword. He guessed that this person should be Master Nanjia, Mo Yan's master.
Shentu was a discerning person, and he saluted Nanjia; "Nanjia..."
Before he finished his greetings, Nanjia waved his sleeves, and a majestic spiritual energy hit Shentu and the others. On three bodies.
The three of them were unable to resist at all. They were beaten and fell directly to the wall, with blood spurting out.
Nan Jia flicked her sleeves, and she scolded: "What is it? You dare to come to my Immortal Miao Peak to act recklessly?"
Shentu covered his chest, stared at Nan Jia and threatened: "Master Nanjia, aren't you afraid of affecting the harmony between the two sects by treating us like this?"
Nanjia took out a pill and handed it to Mo Yan, then walked forward and stood in front of Shentu: "Oh, the harmony between sects? Which sect are you a disciple of? Which sect can raise such a thief-like person? Disciple, did you steal other people’s treasures late at night?”
Nan Jia’s foot stepped on Shen Tu’s right hand, and she grinded her toes hard.
"Ah" Shentu let out a miserable cry
Nanjia looked down at Shentu lying on the ground and said fiercely: "You should be lucky that you are not a disciple of our sect, otherwise your hand tendons He will be picked off!"
Mo Yan looked at the heroic Nan Jia standing in front of him. The corners of his mouth could not help but secretly rise, and he felt a burst of joy in his heart.
It feels so good to be protected.
"Ding, the darkness value is reduced by one-fifth."
Shentu was in pain so much that veins popped out on his head. He begged for mercy urgently: "Master Nanjia, we were wrong! We won't It’s all our fault that we should covet your disciple’s treasure.”
If he doesn’t beg for mercy, he is afraid that his hand will be destroyed.
Nanjia would not let him go so easily. She said condescendingly: "You just scratched my apprentice's right arm. You scratched the same thing on yourself."
Shentu did not expect Nanjia to say such words. He stared: "Master Nanjia, you are the righteous way!"
"What's wrong with the righteous way? You don't say anything when you are bullied? That's a fool. Don’t even think about using those high-sounding words to criticize me, it’s useless!”
Nan Jia looked at him coldly and said, “It’s better to move faster than anything else.”
In order to escape, Shentu had no choice but to pick up the sword in his hand and slash his arm.
“Is it okay?”
"Get lost"
Shentu's junior brothers quickly helped Shentu up and then helped him out.
But the anger in Shentu's heart could not be calmed. He took two steps forward and suddenly said: "Master Nanjia, there is something shady in your disciple's Qiankun Ring. You'd better check it out. . ”
Mo Yan narrowed his eyes and stared at Shen Tu with his gloomy gaze. Nanjia was stunned for a moment, with no expression on her face. Nanjia angrily yelled at them: "You don't need to interfere with my apprentice's affairs."
But Nanjia didn't know for sure, so she asked anxiously: "Qiu Sheng Sheng, Mo Yan didn't become as dark as in the original story, right? Didn't he collude with the demons?"
"No" Qiu Shengsheng looked at Mo Yan's various indicators on the display screen gave categorical answers.
Now my master is still white, which is very good.
With the words "survive, survive," Nanjia felt relieved.
Nan Jia walked to Mo Yan and looked at the wound that was still bleeding. She felt very distressed.
She gently raised Mo Yan's arm and whispered: "Why doesn't Senior Brother's elixir work? Why hasn't your wound healed yet?"
Mo Yan stared at Nan Jia's face, her brows furrowed. It's because I'm worried about myself.
He was so gentle in his heart, he really liked being cared for like this.
Mo Yan replied softly: "Maybe it's because the sword of that person just now was poisonous, or something else, so Uncle Master's elixir didn't work."
< br>Nan Jia nodded. At first glance, that person was not a decent person. In order to kill someone, it is reasonable to put something on the sword.
But Nan Jia didn't think of another solution, that is, Mo Yan didn't take medicine at all. In order to prevent his wounds from healing and to make Nanjia worry about him, he did not swallow the elixir.
Mo Yan thought of their last words before leaving, and he asked slowly: "Master, you...don't you ask me about the storage ring? Do you want to check inside?"< br>
Nan Jia didn’t even think about it. She said with a serious face: “No, master believes in you! I completely believe in you!”
Mo Yan felt moved in his heart. Fortunately, he was useless just now. Witchcraft.
Looking at Nanjia, who performed perfectly, the survivalist rolled his eyes and cursed: "Nonsense! Nanjiajia, you answer quite simply now, but you didn't think so at the time! Did you forget that you acted like me when you asked me?”
Nanjia didn't care about Qiu Shengsheng's teasing. She raised her neck and said proudly: "Have you forgotten what you said a few days ago? This is called the charm of language!"
Qiu Shengsheng retorted: " Just what you said, how could someone..." Xin
The survivalist was suddenly stuck as it saw the darkness value dropped by another angle.
Damn it, the master really believed it.
In the silence of survival, Nanjia understood instantly: "Hahaha, look, some people believe it."
Nan Jia diligently helped Mo Yan to his room to treat his wounds.
After Nanjia bandaged his wounds, she left.
After Nan Jia left, the warm smile on Mo Yan’s face immediately dissipated and was replaced by a sinister expression. Mo Yan stared at the Qiankun ring on his finger with cold eyes. His lips were slightly parted and he said in a cold voice: "Someone is eyeing my ring. It seems that some of the things in the ring should be destroyed."
Mo Yan got up and went deep into the forest of Xianmiao Peak. Go.
Mo Yan covered his surroundings with his spiritual consciousness. After making sure that no one was around, he silently recited a spell to open the ring.
Suddenly two bloody heads fell out of the ring.
Mo Yan stared at them and sneered, then waved his hand and his head turned into ashes.
A gust of wind blew by, blowing away the ashes as if nothing had happened.
(End of this chapter)