Going back through the book to the time of the morbid devil boy

Chapter 82 Anger
Although Mo Weiwei was disgusted in her heart, she didn't dare to show it on the surface.

She cast a vicious glance at Liu Huashang who was walking in front of her.

This is a storage bag given to her by her master. The space is very spacious. She is very dissatisfied with it just to hold the corpses of these dead people.

Liu Huashang could actually feel the displeased gaze from Mo Weiwei, but the more displeased Mo Weiwei was, the happier she was.

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Inside the tomb of Sword Immortal Pei Xu.

The flirtatious and handsome young man in white clothes broke the last level, and the space at this time began to be a little unstable.

The young man raised his sword slightly, and a powerful force came out from the sword in the young man's hand, and swung it directly towards the space.

In an instant, the space was like a shattered mirror.

At this time, the heart of the boy in white was beating violently, his expression changed, and there were countless cold lights in his eyes.

Ah Wu!

The boy clenched his fists violently, and he turned around to find the direction of the bone necklace 'Light Chi'.

When Yan Chi broke the space, Pei Xu who was observing Mo Yiran suddenly frowned.

That half-demon can actually break through ninety-nine and 81 levels so quickly?

Instead, Pei Xu showed a meaningful smile.

He didn't go to Yan Chi's place, because he still wanted to see how Mo Yiran could solve the last hurdle.

If nothing else, this Immortal Venerable is his chosen inheritance disciple.

Although the talent of the half-demon boy was superior to that of the immortal, he never considered passing on his swordsmanship to the half-demon boy.

He doesn't prevent the birth of the half-demon, but he won't make the half-demon even stronger!

If Yan Chi knew what he was thinking now, he would probably give a mocking snort.

He doesn't bother at all!
A white figure shuttled quickly in the space air current.

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And at the moment in a confined space.

The pale woman in a long black dress was lying on the ground, her body was ignited with raging flames, and beside her were the fire child and the black heart flower.

"It's quite effective, and her body temperature won't drop rapidly." Hei Xinhua said.

Huozi's delicate and cute face was full of worry: "But I feel something is wrong, why is she still sweating?"

"Don't worry about it so much, she just said that it's enough to stay immortal."

"But……"

"When the master comes back, there must be a way. At least the master can help us terminate the contract before this woman dies."

"Isn't that too cruel?"

Hearing the words, the Black Heart Flower immediately used its petals to hit Huo Kid on the head, and said with disdain, "What is cruel? Anyway, I don't want to recognize this trashy woman as my master!"

Before the fire kid could speak, the wall on the right suddenly burst open, mixed with a powerful aura.

Before the two little guys could react, they were swept away by a sword wind!

There was a bang.

The bodies of the two little guys slammed into the wall immediately.

A young man dressed in white appeared in front of their eyes, and they both trembled in fright, trying to turn around and run away, but behind them was the closed wall, and they couldn't escape.

How they feel at the moment...

It can be said to be thrilling!
"I...I..." Huozi was terrified, and even his voice became stammered.

However, the boy in white seemed to completely ignore the two of them.

Yan Chi came to Ye Qingwu who was surrounded by flames in just a moment.

Seeing the many sword wounds on Ye Qingwu's body, her face became even more astonishingly pale, and she was surrounded by flames.

Yan Chi was furious.

The sound of "boom boom boom" airflow sounded, and the bodies of the two little guys were thrown back and forth by the powerful airflow.

The entire confined space burst in just a few seconds.

Fearless of the flames, the young man in white hugged Princess Ye Qingwu with his bare hands.

The flame on Ye Qingwu's body also seemed to be more afraid of the boy in white, and it went out the moment he met him.

The boy looked down at the woman in his arms.

When he raised his eyes again, a more powerful force erupted from his body, which directly shattered all the space in the tomb of the sword fairy Pei Xu.

His eyes were terribly deep, with an extremely crazy and sick look in them.

The people who were originally assessed in the space were all ejected because of the broken space.

When Mo Yiran, Si Ming, Qu Manshuang, Yuan Fei and others came to their senses, they saw two white figures confronting each other.

It was just that the boy in white was holding a comatose woman.

The faces of the boy and the woman were painted with purple flowers, coquettish and charming.

The boy's eyes were full of madness and sickness, and he was staring at the sword fairy Pei Xu who was also dressed in white.

"You, damn it!"

The young man's thin lips slowly said a few words, with an astonishing killing intent.

A series of powerful forces erupted from the young man's body, heading towards Pei Xu's remnant soul.

Pei Xu was about to swing his sword to resist, but he didn't expect that the strength of this half-demon boy was much stronger than yesterday's. Pei Xu held the sword in front of his chest, and was forced back again and again by his strength.

Pei Xu's expression changed.

If he was in his prime, he would naturally have no fear of the attack of this half-demon boy, but now he is just a remnant soul...

Seeing this, Mo Yiran said in a deep voice, "Let's go help Senior Sword Immortal."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Yiran's figure appeared in front of Pei Xu, wanting to help Pei Xu defend against the young man's attack, but he was forced to back away again and again just when he stood in that position.

Moreover, a force pierced Mo Yiran's shoulder directly, and blood splashed out instantly, forming a bright blood flower.

"Get out!" Yan Chi's deep and magnetic voice came.

Following Yan Chi's voice, Mo Yiran's body was knocked flying with a 'boom'.

Pei Xu narrowed her eyes and said, "Semi...young man, calm down!"

"So what if you vent your anger with this deity now?"

"Can the woman in your arms be safe all the time? How can you survive in this world of cultivating immortals without strength? Why can't you let her go and let her go through some hardships, so that her strength can make a leap!"

Yan Chi's eyes were extremely cold: "Shut up!"

Pei Xu said earnestly again: "Before the deity shuts up for the last time, say a few more words, can you ensure that you can protect the woman in your arms at all times?"

At the end, he added: "Don't forget, who are you? And who is she?"

Maybe Mo Yiran and the others didn't know what Pei Xu really meant.

However, Yanchi knew.

He meant that he was a half-demon that everyone was ashamed of, hated and wanted to kill, and Awu was a disciple of an upright sect. The identities of the two of them...

Doomed to be unknown.

Because, he didn't want Ah Wu to be spurned and hunted down by the world.

(End of this chapter)