Demons and witches dominate the rivers and lakes

Chapter 223
"In that case, I'll return it to you, Patriarch." Before he finished speaking, Mo Yang had already thrown the pill into the Patriarch of the Xiang family's mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The Patriarch of the Xiang family was terrified, and immediately vomited, but couldn't vomit, it was poison.

"If you tell the truth, maybe I can detoxify you."

"Ahem, hero, help me, I really don't know, I don't know anything."

"Since you don't know, what am I going to do with your life?" Mo Yang turned and left, it seemed that he really didn't know, and it was a waste of time.

The head of the Xiang family fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, "Hero, help, help."

The next day, it was reported in the Wulin that the head of the Xiang family was killed, and the servants of the Xiang family said that he was killed by a ghostly man in black.The Patriarch of the Xiang family was famously greedy for life and afraid of death, bullying the good and fearing the evil, but he didn't mess with any big shots, so how could he be killed for no reason?


Where do we go from here?Mo Yang has never been so perplexed and aimless. In the end, she decided to look for a way to lift the curse while enjoying the world.However, things are often unpredictable.

Heifengzhai is at the foot of the mountain.

"Help, help." A woman's fearful and shrill cry echoed in the mountains.

Dozens of bandit-like men surrounded a beautiful young woman, tearing her clothes.

Mo Yang passed by unfortunately, but he ignored it.

"Help, hero, help!" Seeing Mo Yang passing by, the woman kept calling for help as if seeing a life-saving grass.

"Boy, don't meddle in your own business." A bandit threatened Mo Yang.

Mo Yang still ignored it and continued to walk, but his face in the bamboo hat was already stained with coldness.

"Help, don't go, help." Seeing Mo Yang's far away figure, the woman was already desperate, and she yelled sadly, "Ah! If you don't save me, I'll be a ghost and I won't let you go! I curse you, I curse you to go to hell, to die a bad death, I curse you to never be reborn!"

Mo Yang's footsteps stopped, and he turned around, his phoenix eyes, like those of a thousand years of ice, swept across the crowd, and finally landed on the woman.

The woman was startled into a cold sweat, her face was pale, and she couldn't speak a word. Although she couldn't see the other person's face, she felt the cold eyes under the black veil, which made people shudder.

"Let her go." A sentence without warmth.

The bandit was obviously intimidated by Mo Yang's aura, "Young Master, Young Master, I advise you not to meddle in your own business, or don't blame us for being rude."

(End of this chapter)