Looking at the dead monk, Mu Ze's eyes turned red for a moment. Lying on the ground was his fifth uncle who came out to practice this time and was responsible for protecting him. The rules of the Mu family are that when young people come out to practice, there must be protective elders around them. Fifth Uncle
He is already a person with outstanding strength in the clan. If it weren't for the fact that he is the eldest son of this generation of the Mu family, there is no way he would have allowed his fifth uncle to protect him.
But now, the fifth uncle with outstanding strength in the clan died so easily! He didn’t even know when it happened!
Mu Ze was sensible enough to know that he could not anger the other party at this time, so after a brief period of shock and grief, he stopped his expression abruptly. He could not show too much grief. The world of Shengyuan was too vast, and so were the people in it.
There are all kinds of strange things, just like this demon. Although I don’t know whether he is a natural demon or a demon cultivator after becoming a demon, but from his behavior of killing people at will but not for fun, it can be seen that he is definitely not a good person.
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Their fifth uncle, who had the highest combat power, was killed in a single encounter, and the rest were young monks with low strength. How to avoid this disaster?
In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts flashed through Mu Ze's mind. Each one was quickly searching for ways to successfully escape, but in the end, all of them were ruled out without exception.
At this moment, the tall male cultivator with red eyes landed lightly in front of the three of them, showing an interested but thoughtful expression.
"You three shouldn't have known each other for a long time, right? Why are you chatting so speculatively? Is it true that there is such a thing in this world as the old people with gray hair? It's really strange, why don't I have such friends? I'm a little jealous.
ah……"
Chang Sheng carefully looked at the unusual-looking male cultivator in front of her, and forgive her for her shallow knowledge, as she had not seen many monks. This was the first time she had seen such a monk. If she wanted to make friends, why not be generous?
They came to make friends, but they wanted to kill the people on their side first?
Just as the three people were fearfully keeping quiet, the young monk suddenly sighed, seeming to feel a little bored.
"Keep talking. Didn't you talk happily before? Why don't you say anything now? I look forward to it so much. If you don't talk, shouldn't I be particularly disappointed?"
"..."
Mu Ze and Yan Rong looked at each other, and in perfect agreement, they took a slight step forward, guarding Fellow Taoist Yong'an behind them. They glanced at the corpse on the ground, and suppressed the grief in their hearts, before Mu Ze spoke softly.
"Senior, I don't know what you want to say?"
"Um……"
The young male cultivator sat elegantly in mid-air, his loose robes swaying in the air. Matched with his pretty face, despite his terrifying appearance, he looked extremely beautiful.
Those red eyes glanced at the three people in front of them, revealing a playful smile.
"I would like to know, you three just talked so happily and now you are silent, are you afraid of me?"
Chang Sheng closed his eyes slightly. What did he say? How could they not be afraid of the elders who killed Senior Mu Ze as soon as they appeared?
This male cultivator looks quite like those demon cultivators with abnormal minds mentioned by Senior Mayfly! Ninety-nine times such a cultivator falls from immortality to demon because of inner demons. Cultivating a cultivator is inherently difficult. Except for the cultivation level
Growth, and more importantly, a stable state of mind. Once possessed by a demon, one's temperament will inevitably change drastically, but the only commonality among demon cultivators is cruelty and bloodthirsty.
This young demon cultivator looks really scary.
"Why are we afraid of you? Senior has given you orders, and we dare not disobey them."
The smiling face of the young demon cultivator suddenly disappeared and he looked at Mu Ze expressionlessly. Changsheng didn't know why he suddenly changed his mood, but he could keenly sense that the surrounding atmosphere quickly condensed. Moreover, she also felt
I felt a faint murderous aura.
Just when Chang Sheng wanted to remind the two seniors softly, he didn't see any action. The demon cultivator just waved his hand lightly. Senior Mu Ze beside him immediately vomited blood, and his whole body flew out and hit hard.
The door of the flying boat's house was directly smashed.
"puff!"
"Mu Ze!"
Yan Rong was about to help Mu Ze up, but as soon as he turned around, the demon cultivator hooked his fingers, and Yan Rong's body flew up without any resistance, and was fixed less than three inches in front of the demon cultivator.
place.
Quietly staring at the angry Yan Rong with his red eyes, Mo Xiu looked at him for a long time, then smiled with an unknown meaning.
"You can call me Rakshasa."
"..."
Yan Rong wanted to skin and dismantle this demonic cultivator. How could he be willing to call him? At this moment, he almost gritted his teeth and looked at the demonic cultivator.
"what you up to?"
"I actually don't have any ill intentions. I just want to make friends with you. It's just that you are not so happy when you see me showing up, and I am not very happy either."
"What does your unhappiness have to do with us? This is not how you make friends! Let me go!"
Rakshasa looked at Yanrong with a smile, as if he thought his angry look looked good. But how should I put it, his behavior would only make Yanrong hate him even more! Also, what on earth does this Rakshasa want? Mu Ze was injured.
how?
Chang Sheng stared at the demon cultivator, and gently retreated step by step until he reached Senior Mu Ze. At this time, Mu Ze was covered in blood, breathing rapidly, and his energy was weak. He looked like he was seriously injured.
"senior?"
He bent down and stuffed a large amount of pills into Mu Ze. Seeing that Mu Ze's complexion gradually improved, Chang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.
"What are you doing?"
Just when Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, a soft voice suddenly appeared in his ear. It didn't sound malicious, but at that moment, Changsheng had goosebumps all over his body!
He could almost hear the stiff sound of his own neck. Chang Sheng slowly turned around and saw the handsome face of the male cultivator looking directly at him less than an inch away from him.
"..."
"You are giving him medicine. How about I give him some medicine too?"
Changsheng looked at the man opposite him and felt that his throat was unbearably dry, but he couldn't even say a word at the moment. He just subconsciously stood in front of Senior Mu Ze.
Rakshasa smiled and looked at Chang Sheng, who was still protecting the half-dead male cultivator even though he was scared, and suddenly felt that this female cultivator seemed to be interesting.
"Little guy, what's your name? I think you're quite interesting. Do you want to be friends with me?"
"..."
There was pressure all around, and Chang Sheng was speechless. As for making friends, making friends under such circumstances? Chang Sheng did not dare to agree.
