Fifty-four, the devil handsome evil king (nineteen)
Meng Ning'er waved her hand and waved the five strings to kill five people. Just as he was about to kill all the gangsters in one go, he suddenly heard a scream, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, which made his mind filled with murderous intention slightly cool.
A tall and beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old held a sword in the air and pointed it directly between his eyebrows.
This woman's figure is like that of an immortal, giving rise to an ultimate sense of beauty. Her pretty face is full of panic but does not have much murderous intent. It is obvious that she is here to save others.
In an instant, Meng Ning'er suddenly had a clear understanding in her heart. She flicked her fingers away from the long sword that was just around the corner. The strength of her fingers did not fade, forcing the woman wielding the sword in the air to hit the willow tree and change her body seven times.
Fa, only then did the true energy on the long sword disappear.
Meng Ning'er retreated the enemy with one finger, and then slowly said: "This girl! Why are you wielding your sword against a certain family?"
The woman who took action did not expect that Meng Ning'er's martial arts skills were so high.
She originally just wanted to force Meng Ning'er away, and didn't want him to continue killing people. She didn't expect that this sword could hurt the opponent at all, but Meng Ning'er didn't move or shake, and it broke with just a flick of a finger.
She had used all her strength to strike the sword, and the real strength on her finger was like thunder. Even though she had tried her best to remove the strength from her finger, her body was still as hot as a furnace, which frightened her inexplicably.
Mu Yuru thought secretly in her heart: "This man's martial arts skills are so good. Even the elders of my sect, and even all the senior masters I have met, don't have such skills. He is so young, why is his martial arts skills so powerful?"
Mu Yuru was in a trance, but she didn't answer Meng Ning'er's question. Meng Ning'er didn't feel dissatisfied. She waved her hand with a smile, and those gangsters were amnesty in Mongolia. They immediately dispersed like bereaved dogs. They only regretted that their parents had lost their children.
Two legs are not fast enough to escape.
It took a while for Mu Yuru to come back to her senses, and she said calmly: "Little girl Mu Yuru, you have been watching from the sidelines for a long time. I planned to take action to drive away these strong men, but I didn't expect that the young master's martial arts are so amazing that I don't need to take action at all.
These people want to kill people and steal goods, and the crime cannot be punished, but God is kind and kind, so please spare them, Master!"
Meng Ning'er smiled slightly and said: "It turns out that the girl has good intentions. Although Pang doesn't need the girl's help, he understands the kindness. As for the girl's request...haven't I already spared them?"
As soon as Mu Yuru opened her mouth, Meng Ning'er remembered that Comet Sword Mu Yuru was one of the twenty-eight seed contestants trained by the Five Colors Alliance of the Baidao Martial Arts League in order to kill Pang Fu. Her temperament was too soft.
Not worthy of the name of a master, he died under Pang Fu's demon species in the later plot, which was quite miserable.
Of course Meng Ning'er didn't care about Mu Yuru's martial arts skills, but this beauty's beautiful legs were so long and graceful that Meng Ning'er's heart fluttered as soon as she saw her, and she wanted to give this beauty a hard time.
The heart that was pressed under me and ravaged by all means.
Meng Ning'er knew that this was the work of evil spirits, but she could do nothing about it. The more she suppressed it, the more lustful she became, and she couldn't help but want to capture the young Comet Sword Mu Yuru.
Mu Yuru couldn't help but her face turned slightly red, she calmed herself down, and then she raised her hands and said, "Young Master is kind-hearted and benevolent, but Mu Yuru asks for more."
Meng Ning'er shook her head, suddenly showing a look of distress, and said: "No, no! Miss Mu Yuru, you don't know something. There is something wrong with my martial arts practice, and I always have thoughts of doing evil. I also wanted to do it just now.
I let these people go with a small punishment, but as soon as I took action, I couldn't help but have evil thoughts and had to kill these people. If the girl hadn't been kind and stopped me, I would have killed these people long ago.
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Mu Yuru was slightly stunned and couldn't help but said: "What should we do?"
Meng Ning'er's eyes suddenly shone and she said: "Sister Mu Yuru, I suddenly had an idea. How about you go on the road with me and remind me all the time? You stopped me just now, and I suddenly had some understanding. After enlightenment, I immediately gave up my thoughts of killing. I guess there must be a kind of righteousness in the girl that can resolve the evil thoughts in my heart."
Mu Yuru's face turned red and she quickly waved her hands and said, "This is not possible..."
Meng Ning'er immediately looked distressed again and sighed deeply: "I thought that I, Pang Qian, also came from a well-known and decent family. I only wanted to be a chivalrous and righteous man and help the world to uphold the righteousness. However, I didn't expect that just because I was too brave and diligent in my cultivation, I suddenly He is obsessed with madness and turns into a murderous maniac at all times. Who can understand the grief and anger in this?"
Mu Yuru had never seen such a scene. When she was about to refuse, Meng Ning'er persuaded her again: "My martial arts is quite strong. Once I do evil, I will kill without thinking. It is my bad fate and my sister's good fate. If so, Sister Mu Yuru can persuade me to do good, isn’t that a great merit? There is a saying in Buddhism: saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Thousands of people can live with one thought, how can my sister bear the heart to watch countless innocent people die tragically? ?”
Meng Ning'er's temperament changed, suddenly heroic, suddenly affectionate, suddenly inexplicable sadness and anger, suddenly desolate, Mu Yuru was stirred by the devil's heartstrings, her mood changed, and she gradually couldn't help herself. After being persuaded by Meng Ning'er for a while, she bit Gritting her teeth, she finally made up her mind and agreed: "I'll go with you!"
Meng Ning'er laughed, her laughter full of joy. She winked at Liu Gongquan and Yan Zhenjing, then reached out to pull Mu Yuru and got into her carriage.
Although Mu Yuru wanted to escape from the bottom of her heart, Meng Ning'er stretched out her hand to grab it, which contained infinite changes. Not to mention Mu Yuru, even if her master and ancestor came, she would never be able to escape. This long-legged beauty's little hands were covered by this The place where Deng Tuzi touched was like an electric current, and his whole body couldn't help but soften, and he couldn't generate any strength. Meng Ning'er pulled him directly into the car, completely forgetting that she actually came out with her master. As a guest, I sneaked out to play this time, and I haven't mentioned it to the master yet.
Meng Ning'er took Mu Yuru into the car, and the evil thoughts in her heart suddenly calmed down. Her six senses were channeled, and she felt that her soul was at peace as never before. During this period, he had been tortured by the evil thoughts all the time, and he had long been exhausted, but now he suddenly I feel extremely relaxed.
Meng Ning'er was immediately overjoyed, and an idea came to her mind, knowing that Mu Yuru was the key to surviving the evil calamity.
"I didn't expect that I would suffer from the evil calamity. I didn't know what to do, so God sent me a treasure to save me from the calamity. This girl Mu Yuru is really my lucky star, but I have to be careful about how to use this treasure."
Meng Ning'er also knew that if she pushed Mu Yuru and acted like a beast, it would only be a success and would not help the cultivation of the devil at all. The devil's calamity is a spiritual disaster. Carnal desires are not the answer.
However, his mind was clear at this time, and he had vaguely figured out some clues, but he was still not sure of the specific steps to overcome the evil tribulation.