Of course, the result of the retest is the same, even if Mo Ying only distributed a very small amount of spiritual power the second time, he only lightly punched on the stele, and Tianwen Stele still honestly gave the same answer as before.

This matter spread throughout the Sun and Moon Academy at an extremely fast speed.

The teleportation array in the corner of the martial arts arena flickered continuously, and one after another people came to the martial arts arena. Soon, the huge martial arts arena was surrounded by the crowd of black oppression.

Mo Ying stood in the center, looking a little at a loss. This college only admits 100 students every 50 years, how can there be so many students?

Zhao Qing didn't know what to do. No matter how loud his voice is, he can't be as loud as there are so many people on the field, he stomped his feet in a hurry, he wanted to leave here quickly with Mo Ying now, but there were so many people, they couldn't leave.

Gradually, a discordant voice appeared: "He is so evil, is he really a demon?"

As soon as this statement came out, it was immediately recognized by everyone.

"Demons!"

"He's a demon!"

"Burn him!Burn him!!"

At first, there was a chaotic shout, and finally it turned into a uniform slogan, and everyone raised their fists and shouted rhythmically loudly, "Burn the demon!"

Deafening.

The circle around their necks still shone with pure white light, extremely dazzling.

This is how human beings are so keen to exclude dissidents, and what they do not agree with must be eliminated, so that enemies who are incompatible with each other can unite the front, and those who are as timid as a mouse can suddenly become bold.

The cowards who were scared by the demons seemed to be no longer there at this moment, and one by one, they all turned into warriors, bound to defend the peace of the world of good people.

Funny.

More and more people joined the camp, and Mo Ying felt that he was about to be boosted by their high morale, and he was about to join the crusade against him.

Mo Ying, who has been pampered since he was a child, has been opposed by so many people? The rebels who occasionally appear a few times have only rebelled against him because of power, and although he has no mercy for the rebels, he can also understand their thoughts and reflect on whether he has done something wrong.

This has never been the case.

I was surrounded by people like a different party, and I was pointed out by thousands of people.

But did you do something wrong?

After Mo Yingying arrived in the North Wind Country, he asked himself that he had never hurt anyone, and he had never done anything unfavorable to them. Even if he wanted to infiltrate Sun Moon Academy with a purpose, he just sent a doppelganger to take the exam.

Should they be targeted just because they are so powerful that they don't know it?

That's their ignorance.

It turns out that the so-called good people are just a group of idiots who have lost their ability to judge and do not distinguish between right and wrong.

Mo Ying's body trembled a little, his fists were clenched, and his nails pierced the palms with blood. He quietly looked at the shouting crowd and felt that their faces were extremely ugly.

I really don't like the people in the white circle.

"Kill them. Evil thoughts that hadn't been seen for a long time came back to life, like the whispers of demons.

"Kill them. Mo Ying muttered a retelling.

"Kill them. Mo Ying's lips opened slightly, and he said this sentence firmly, with a piercing chill in his words. At the same time, the Twelve-Character Sealing Demon Array, which had been silent in his left eye, erupted with intense golden light again, forming a substantial beam of light that shot out from Mo Ying's eyes.

Everyone didn't know that the demon had awakened, and what was waiting for them would be the sanction from hell, and when they saw the golden light in Mo Ying's eyes, their emotions were even higher, and they all had sanctimonious expressions on their faces, all of them thought that they were doing something immeasurably good, and shouted again and again, "Burn the demon." ”

The sound was stronger than the other, and some of the people shouted hoarsely, as if the sound was so high that it shattered the sky.

Zhao Qing was also in the center of the crowd, and he couldn't stop feeling disappointed as he looked at the students who were shouting one after another. But what good could it be? He tried to shout "Shut up!" a few times, but was soon drowned out by the sound and could not make a splash.

He only saw Mo Ying's lips move slightly, as if he was saying something, but he couldn't hear it clearly. Suddenly, Mo Ying disappeared in place, and the golden light in his eyes dragged a long golden afterimage in the air.

Zhao Qing panicked, he knew that something was wrong.

"Mo Ying!" Zhao Qing shouted, but his voice was buried again.

The people standing in the front row found that Mo Ying had disappeared, his raised hands froze in place, and the slogans in his mouths were no longer shouting, and they began to feel a little scared, but it was too late.

Mo Ying didn't enter the crowd, took advantage of the chaos to take a long sword from a person, and wherever the sword went, it stirred up a bloody storm and wailed.

Everyone looked at Mo Ying, who was like a murderer, and realized that they had provoked people who should not be provoked, so they scattered one after another, crying one by one and running to the location of the teleportation array, and kept shouting: "The demon is coming!

"Yes, I do. ”

Mo Ying smiled slightly and replied softly.

Immediately, the knife fell, and the heads fell to the ground one after another, with despair and unwillingness in their eyes before they died.

Mo Ying tried to apply spiritual power to the sword when he swung his sword, but he didn't expect the power of the sword to increase exponentially, and if he had divine help, he would save a lot of strength.

In fact, he didn't worry that someone would run, Mo Ying felt that something was wrong when he drew the warrant to activate the teleportation array and went to Zhao Qing's house, and then when he teleported again, he studied it carefully and found that his spiritual power could actually control the formation. Even before he entered the crowd, he had already smashed his spiritual power on the teleportation array, destroying it.

These people have long been turtles in an urn, and there is nowhere to escape.

Spiritual power is really a good thing, Mo Ying thought to himself.

"No, !!!" Zhao Qing watched in despair as the martial arts arena gradually turned blood-red, Mo Ying was covered in blood, his left eye was shining with golden light, like a killing god, everywhere he went, there would be a mourning, and no one would survive.

This is hell, Zhao Qing thought.

He also wanted to catch Mo Ying and stop his actions, but Mo Ying was so elusive that he couldn't see through Mo Ying's movements at all, so he could only stand helplessly, praying in his heart that some miracle would appear to save the current scene.

After a stick of incense, Mo Ying ended the killing.

At this time, except for Mo Ying and Zhao Qing on the field, there are no living people.

Mo Ying dragged the sword and walked slowly towards Zhao Qing, the tip of the sword was soaked in a pool of blood, and it slashed on the ground, making a piercing sound, "Thorn-" It seemed to be slashed in Zhao Qing's heart.

Zhao Qing felt that Mo Ying was so strange at this moment, no longer the kid who would become extremely clingy because of the delicious pastries, no longer the kid who smiled sweetly at him when he gobbled it up, he really felt that Mo Ying was possessed by a demon at the moment.

"You...... Do you want to live? Mo Ying's voice was a little hoarse, and the words he spit out were extremely cold, without any emotion.

Zhao Qing listened to Mo Ying's words, and felt a little distressed for no reason.

He didn't answer, just slowly closed his eyes.

"Brush!" The sword qi swept over, Zhao Qing felt a chill in his neck, but there was no pain, he opened his eyes suspiciously, and found that Mo Ying had just cut off a strand of his hair.

"Zhao Qing is dead, you will be called Lin Hu in the future, follow me. The charm skill was activated, Mo Ying looked at Zhao Qing and said coldly. It's just that there is a faint hint of sadness in his eyes.

Charm, as an exclusive skill of the imperial royal family, how can it be as simple as gaining the favor of others.

The true power of seduction is to make people surrender willingly.

"Yes!" Zhao Qing, no, but Lin Hu's eyes dimmed instantly, knelt on one knee, and respectfully saluted his king.

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1. The first stage of charm is love, and the second stage is surrender

Second, Lin Hu, the forest of Lin and Mo, the tiger of the black tiger Zhao Qing.