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Chapter 170 Weakness and Incompetence
Seeing him, Chu Jiaowei immediately had a pleasant smile, and quickly ran to him, saying, "Brother Yuecheng!"

Li Yuecheng looked at the girl in front of him, frowned slightly, and said, "You...are Xing'er's younger sister?"

"I..." Chu Jiaowei was about to explain when a voice behind her interrupted her.

"Teacher, come here."

Chu Jiaowei turned her head away, pursed her lips, lowered her head, took a step to block Li Yuecheng, and said, "Master..."

Mo Wuyou slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt him."

Hearing this, Chu Jiaowei, who trusted Mo Wuyou so much, nodded her head and said, "Yes." After speaking, she walked behind Mo Wuyou and beside Chu Jiaoli.

She glanced sideways at Chu Jiaoli, and she didn't know why Chu Jiaoli was here. I heard yesterday that Mo Wuyou accepted her as his apprentice, but she obviously didn't have heterochromatic pupils. According to her previous memory, she There is no martial arts talent...

But just thinking about it hastily, right now I don't know why Mo Wuyou brought Li Yuecheng here, I'm afraid it's more ominous...

"Who... are you?" Li Yuecheng frowned and looked at the man in red who was sitting on the chair, and said, "You tied me here, what are you going to do?"

Mo Wuyou glanced at him and said, "Have you heard of the Yousheng Sect?"

Li Yuecheng trembled a little when he heard this name, he swallowed his saliva, took another look at the intimidating man, and suddenly his legs went limp and he fell to the ground, his lips trembling, he said: "Could it be... ...you are...you...the leader of Yousheng Sect?!"

Mo Wuyou stared at him coldly, and said, "Not bad."

"Ah! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" Li Yuecheng said with a sad face, "I have no grievances with the leader, please spare my life!"

Seeing his cowardly appearance, Mo Wuyou clenched his fists even more angrily. This man is really not worthy of her love.

He exhaled lightly, and said with a smile: "Right now, Chu Jiaoxing is here with us, she wants to see you very much, and keeps chanting your name in her dreams, do you want to see her?"

Hearing this, Chu Jiaowei behind her frowned nervously, would Li Yuecheng be braver for her?

Who knows, Li Yuecheng shook his head in horror, and said, "I... I don't know Chu Jiaoxing!"

"Brother Yuecheng..." Chu Jiaowei frowned and murmured softly, with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

Mo Wuyou slightly raised his eyebrows, and said, "Really? Are you sure you don't know her? Don't you want to take her away?"

Li Yuecheng shook his head even more vigorously, and said: "I'm just a monk, and I don't know Chu Jiao Xingsu whom the leader said! It's up to the leader to kill or cut, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Alas..." Mo Wuyou sighed softly, and said, "That's really a pity."

Chu Jiaowei lowered her head with a desolate expression. She never thought that Li Yuecheng would be so weak...

"If you don't know Chu Jiaoxing, then I'm sorry, we caught the wrong person, why don't you watch a performance to make amends." Before Li Yuecheng could speak, Mo Wuyou slightly tilted his head and said, "Teacher , by the way, let me see if your palm technique has improved."

Chu Jiaowei lowered her voice a little, and replied, "Yes."

After the words fell, she walked between the two of them and performed a set of palms.

The wind of the palm hit the apricot tree with luck, and the apricot blossoms fluttered down, which was too beautiful to behold.

Chu Jiaoli looked at her palms in shock, graceful as a dance step, her graceful figure flexible and agile, while being powerful, she also exuded an admirable beauty.

She never thought that the big sister who looked weak and deceptive, with a little stupid mind, actually concealed such a powerful strength.

Li Yuecheng looked up at the purple-clothed girl in front of him, a little fascinated. He didn't know that this unruly and willful Second Miss Chu, Chu Jiaoping, could be so beautiful.

It's just such a beauty, he only dared to wait and see from a distance, and he couldn't control a woman who was stronger than him.

Mo Wuyou stroked the saber on the table beside him, slowly pulled the sword out of its scabbard, and threw it in Chu Jiaowei's direction.

Chu Jiaowei raised her hand to take the sword, clenched it tightly, and immediately displayed the swordsmanship she was good at.

The apricot blossom fell on the sharp blade and was split in two.

Mo Wuyou's fingers lightly tapped regularly on the nanmu armrest, as if beating a beat, once, again...

As the faint sound slowed down, Chu Jiaowei slightly turned her eyes sideways, and slightly frowned her willow eyebrows, her eyes dimmed.

For the last time, Mo Wuyou put his whole hand on the armrest and closed his eyes.

Chu Jiaowei also inadvertently came in front of Li Yuecheng, she squinted her peach blossom eyes, raised her eyes to look at Li Yuecheng, and stabbed his heart with the sword.

Li Yuecheng, who had been pierced through the heart, stared terrifiedly, a line of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, dripped onto her hands, stained red.

Seeing this, Mo Wuyou slightly raised the corners of his lips, showing a satisfied smile.

Chu Jiaoli stared blankly at the spot, she thought that Mo Wuyou would solve Li Yuecheng by himself, and he didn't even need to do anything at all.

When he brought Li Yuecheng back to Yousheng Sect intact, Chu Jiaoli still found it puzzling that such a small person didn't need to make such a big move.

But now, she understands that Mo Wuyou is simply too cruel to ask Chu Jiaowei to kill the person she loves with her own hands!
Chu Jiaowei looked into Li Yuecheng's eyes, her figure suddenly trembled, and her eyes immediately turned red.

When Li Yuecheng fell powerlessly to the ground, Chu Jiaowei stood there for a long time, blood dripped down the ground along the sword, and a strong bloody smell spread.

She took out a clean handkerchief from her bosom in a daze, wiped off the blood on the sword, turned around slowly, and walked stiffly in the direction of Mo Wuyou.

When she stopped in front of him, she raised her sword with both hands and said, "Master, your sword has been wiped clean by this disciple."

Mo Wuyou narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, stood up and walked up to her, raised his finger, picked up a teardrop on her cheek, and said, "What is this?"

Chu Jiaowei pursed her lips, lowered her head and did not answer.

Mo Wuyou said in a low voice, "There is only one person who can shed tears in front of me, but that person is not you, not in the past, and will not be in the future. What I hate most is tears. Only trash needs this kind of thing. "

Hearing this, Chu Jiaowei's expression immediately became tense, and she said: "I am not a waste, master please give me another chance, I will definitely become stronger in the future."

Mo Wuyou snorted coldly, and said, "I don't want to see this kind of thing again."

Chu Jiaowei lowered her head and replied, "Yes."

When the words fell, Mo Wuyou turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and said, "Good apprentice, you have become as obedient as before. I want to reward you as a teacher. From today on, you will be renamed Mo Wei."

Hearing this, Chu Jiaowei was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at him and said, "Mo...Wei, will you take your master's surname?"

(End of this chapter)