Tang Mo saw the sewing condensed by the spiritual power, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was more frightened or surprised.

Fortunately, the sect chief is now in his hands, the spiritual power condensation is not real, the speed is not very fast, the condensation is not enough wind power, Tang Mo dodged in time after discovering it, and it can be regarded as embarrassing to dodge.

If this was a blow from the patriarch in his heyday, it would really not be easy for Tang Mo to dodge without noticing.

Such a sharp wind blade is no different from the damage of an entity's blade, and it is still certain to die if it is cut to the vital point.

"You're also a psychic powerhouse?"

When Tang Mo dodged, in a hurry, he naturally used spiritual power to add to his body and visual enhancement.

Once the spiritual power fluctuates, then the sect leader who is also a spiritual department around him can naturally feel it.

No wonder, Tang Mo was so thin, but he dared to trick himself out alone, it turned out that everything had been prepared for a long time, and the sect chief's psychology rose to despair at this time.

"Don't talk nonsense, how do you use this spiritual power transformation? Did you come up with it yourself or where did you learn it? ”

Late is changing, and the late Tang Dynasty has never liked to waste time with the vanquished.

"Are you stupid for me? Even if I say it, can you spare me today? ”

After all, the sect chief has lived for decades, and he can't figure out such a big scam as the medicine worm in Wuxi Village without a little brain.

He knew too well that the only thing he had of value now was this secret.

Tang Mo felt that what he said was indeed very reasonable, not only did not refute, but also nodded.

Holding the quenched dagger that was still inserted in the patriarch's shoulder, he pulled it out with a slight force in his hand, and then inserted it into the patriarch's right shoulder with a backhand.

"You're right, don't think about leaving alive, but you can choose to die or die a painful death."

Tang Mo heard a lot about this sect chief from Xiao Tao.

If he just used his spiritual power to save people in exchange for support, judging from Tang Mo's temperament, there was actually nothing wrong with it.

But his mistake was that he was too greedy.

The wealth of the entire village was gathered together, and only the food that the villagers barely survived on was distributed.

deliberately starved to death the old, weak, sick and disadvantaged groups in the village, leaving only those useful laborers in the village for themselves to drive slavery.

Tang Mo had met him in the patriarch's courtyard, and he did not regard the villagers as equal people at all, but as his servants.

The most disgusting thing is that in order to keep his medicine bug scam alive, he organizes those who he can't cure to go outside for medical treatment on the grounds that he must be pious.

So that the person who could have been cured lost the chance to live.

And Xiao Tao's younger brother died like this, which is why Xiao Tao has been chasing the scam of the sect chief medicine worm.

For such a person, Tang Mo really has no mercy.

The patriarch snorted twice in a row, he didn't expect this girl who looked very young to be so decisive and ruthless.

"Don't you dream...... You dagger, poisonous? ”

The sect chief wanted to say a few more words, but the sudden strange pain in his body made him a little unbearable.

No, there is something wrong with this dagger.

"Why don't you hurry up and suffer less?"

Tang Mo pulled out the dagger and inserted it again.

"You ......"

The pain spread rapidly, and the patriarch could even feel every part of his body gradually stiffen and lose consciousness.

Soon the pain gradually spread from the edge to the head, and without even the last complete sentence being spoken, the patriarch slowly closed his eyes full of unwillingness.

"Huh?"

This time Tang Mo was a little confused.

A person with an ability, who has avoided the key point with just a few swords, won't die so soon?

She hasn't asked the secret yet!

Tang Mo really didn't want to kill the sect leader so soon, she probably knew it in her heart, the last time she used a quenching dagger to deal with Wang Er, she deliberately observed what Wang Er's physical state was.

The sect leader's spiritual attributes are obviously much higher than Wang Er's, and a few swords shouldn't be fatal immediately.

In fact, Tang Mo ignored a problem.

That is, although Wang Er's attribute value is low, he happens to have a very high vitality, and he has been active in the field since he usually has good physical fitness.

However, this patriarch only has high spiritual power, and his vitality is very low.

The self-healing function of mental power was completely unclear about the toxins on the quenching dagger in just a few minutes.

In addition, he is usually pampered and his physical condition is extremely poor, so he died after just a few rapid attacks of toxin.

Tang Mo didn't give up, and kicked a few times, but there was still no response. 、

Jingjing also jumped off Tang Mo's body, stepping on the body of the sect leader who was not yet cold.

But the result is the same, that is, the patriarch has closed his eyes forever with this secret.

"Why don't you exercise regularly? Hey, really. ”

Tang Mo was so uncomfortable, she knew that this would be the result in the end, why did she waste so much energy?

What can I do now?

I searched the sect leader's whole body, and found nothing except the five crystal nuclei that Tang Mo had given him before and the petals of the flower of spiritual power.

I lost it, I really lost it this time.

The cost of time, and the brain cells wasted trying to think of this plan, were all in vain.

Tang Mo was unwilling to decide, and when she went back, she must take the time to go to the sect chief's house to make up for her losses.

After wiping the dagger clean and retracting it into the space, Tang Mo left the scene.

By the time she got back here, it was already two hours later.

At this time, everyone had already found out about the murder of the sect chief, and they all gathered around the sect chief, their faces full of grief.

"Who the hell?! Who killed the village chief! ”

Voices of grief and indignation erupted in the crowd.

The knife wound on the patriarch's corpse could be seen by any fool that it was injured by a human, not attacked by a strange beast.

"Who did it?" Xiaohu was the one who reacted the strongest, because he still had the hope of treating his sister in his heart, and now it was all over, and he couldn't even keep his last sister.

They stayed in this place for a long time without seeing any outsiders, and it is very likely that one of these people did it.

"Even if the sect chief usually goes too far, but he still has medicine worms in his hand, why can't you hold on a little longer, my sister will be saved if you hold on a little longer."

The little tiger roared and shouted, tears running down his face.

Tang Mo looked around, and almost all of the people around him had the same expressions as Xiaohu.

It turns out that they all know it.

It turns out that everyone knows about the unfair treatment they have been subjected to all along, and it turns out that all those respects are pretended to be compromised.

It's just because the medicine worm in the sect chief's hand can save everyone's life, everyone just wants to live.

And no one suspected the head of the end of the Tang Dynasty.

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