"For the sake of a little profit, regardless of the lives of others, you are reckless!"

A high-pitched female voice resounded through the mountains, chilling in the silence of the night. The three of them were alert and drew their swords to protect them.

"Who's there?" said the Yuntai Mountain monk, "who is pretending to be a ghost!"

The nun was a little frightened, her hand holding the sword was trembling, and she said in a trembling voice: "I haven't seen anyone on the mountain before, who is ...... Who's talking?"

"Senior sister, don't be afraid, the three of us are still afraid of her and a woman!" the gray-clothed monk looked around, blocking in front of the female monk.

The three of them held their swords back to back, probing around, slowly moving towards the sound.

At this time, Mo Ran slowly approached from the darkness, and the three of them were all shocked when they saw her, the three of them were all at the bottom of the sect's disciples, and they also collected the primary demonic beasts that had not been cultivated as a foundation and only relied on brute force to attack, where had they seen high-level demons that had cultivated into human form and looked no different from humans. The three of them were stunned and forgot to make a move.

"You, are you a human or a demon?" said the gray-clothed monk in a trembling voice.

The other two were also hesitating, and the person in front of them looked like a little girl of their age, with such a delicate face, but her eyes were gloomy and gloomy like an evil spirit. There was a black aura wafting around her.

"You want to catch demons in exchange for money, you see how much a demon like mine is worth?" Mo Ran chuckled, and with a wave of his knife, a gust of wind and waves were set off on the ground, and suddenly the mountains and rocks soared, and the trees shook. The three of them were shocked to the ground by the demonic qi of Mo Zhan, and the sword in their hands could not be grasped, and they shook to the side.

This time, I hit hard stubble.

"It's over, this, this is not something we can deal with, go and inform Master!" the gray-clothed friar pulled up the junior brother next to her and pushed the male monk back.

The gray-clothed male monk was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said, "No, senior sister, I want to stay and protect you!"

The monk of Yuntai Mountain hurriedly said: "Now is not the time to be a hero! here is me, you go to the bottom of the mountain to inform your master, and our disciples of Yuntai Mountain are ......."

Before they finished speaking, the three of them found that they couldn't move, let alone run away to move the rescuers.

"What's the matter, I can't move......"

The three of them struggled, but there was always a force that bound and restrained them like a few strings, making them unable to control their spells and unable to move.

"Want to run, then it depends on whether I give you a chance!" Mo Ran was in a state of confusion at the moment, his heart was full of anger, his speech and control skills seemed to be completely out of his control, and there was only one sentence in his mind: "You can't let them go, kill them, kill them, kill them......"

Mo Ran was persuaded by this sentence, thinking that they should die, and she should do it.

"We have not offended you, we have only come to catch the lake beast, what does it have to do with you, why do you want to trap us?" said the friars, indignantly, hoping that the girl, who looked no different from a human, would listen.

"The Familiar Lake Beast doesn't eat people and has never hurt you, I just want to stay on the mountain honestly and live, what does it have to do with you, why do you want to arrest it and let others bully and trample on it?" Mo Ran said coldly, deepening the confusion spell as he spoke, "Do it yourself, take a sword and apologize for yourself!"

The three of them looked dull and indifferent, and picked up the sword on the ground and put it around their necks.

Just as the three of them were about to wipe their necks and kill themselves, a breeze blew, and the three of them regained their senses and found that the sword was on their necks, and they couldn't help but be shocked, "What's the matter? ”

It turned out to be Fusang, Fusang grabbed Mo Ran's shoulder and shook it, frowning and said hurriedly: "Mo Ran, you are sober! They are just acting on orders, and isn't the familiar lake beast dead?"

"I don't want you to care!" Mo Ran roared, shook off Fusang, and teleported straight towards the three of them with his knife.

Fusang waved his sleeves and shouted at the three of them: "You guys go quickly!"

When the three of them saw Fusang's move, they knew that he was not in the same group as Mo Ran, but he didn't look like a demon slaying monk. The evil demon was still there, and instead of getting rid of her, he wanted to persuade her to turn back, which made them frightened and confused.

"This fellow Daoist, this evil demon has to be eliminated!" The monk of Yuntai Mountain was puzzled, how the evil demon could persuade him to turn back, it was simply a fantasy. As he spoke, he controlled his sword and left, I don't know if his potential was stimulated by the control technique of holding the heart of death, his sword was fast and accurate, and he went in the direction of Mo Ran.

"I don't know what to do!" Mo Ran gritted his teeth and said hatefully, swinging his knife and slashing, the sword was cut off alive.

Fusang closed his eyes and shook his head, and said angrily: "Add fuel to the fire!"

"Qu Ru, Qu Ru ......"

At this moment, Qu was like a bird spreading its wings and flying, and its cry crossed the sky. Seeing that the master was attacked, Qu Ru suddenly changed his previous gentleness and well-behaved, and opened his claws to pounce on the three of them, but the female monk could not dodge, and three blood marks were scratched on her arm.

Fusang knew that Qu Ru was an unstained bird, and he didn't want to hit it too hard, so with a slight wave, Qu Ru bird was knocked out by an invisible force, fell to the trunk of a tree on the side, fell to the ground and fainted with a snort.

Fusang quickly teleported to Mo Ran, and said softly: "Mo Ran, listen to me, that familiar lake beast is safe, I have already healed its injuries, you don't have to kill it anymore, I know this is not what you really think in your heart." ”

At this moment, Mo Ran has been controlled by his own paranoia, he can't forcibly wake her up, if she can't figure it out herself, she may fall into deeper evil thoughts if she is forcibly awakened.

Mo Ran's eyes gradually returned to their original state, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart, and choked up: "What about the other familiar lake beasts? What about them? What about those demons who don't hurt people?"

Fusang's heart was touched, he paused, sighed, and said, "Now there is only this between humans and demons, and it will be useless to kill these people." Aren't the demons the same as the demons who wantonly eat people and flesh and blood? Are you going to become a murderous demon?"

Mo Ran took a deep breath, his mood gradually calmed down, a feeling of dizziness surged in his mind, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Sleep......" Fuso leaned her against the tree and got up and walked over to the three monks.

When the gray-clothed monk saw that Fusang's cultivation was unfathomable and otherworldly, but he was in the company of demons, he couldn't help but sigh: "Fellow Daoist, why are you doing this? Why don't you kill her!"

Fusang did not answer, but said quietly: "I forgot everything I saw on this mountain today." Including the familiar lake beast, don't hurt the monster that doesn't hurt people in the future. ”

The three of them looked at each other, obviously it was just a simple word, but they were powerless to refute, and their hearts couldn't help but feel awe, and the memory of what happened tonight gradually lost in their minds.

The three of them were stunned, wondering why they were in this wilderness, but they couldn't remember what had happened, so they picked up their swords and went down the mountain in a daze.

Fusang picked up Mo Ran and looked at Mo Ran's sleeping face, the reflection of her long eyelashes on her white face, which made her look extremely peaceful and innocent.

It's hard to imagine that just now, this seemingly innocent girl almost killed three people.

The last time she was surrounded and suppressed by the monks, he didn't have time to save her, causing her to lose her mind and kill dozens of people. From now on, he will never let such a thing happen again, he must guard her well and lead her to the right path.