As soon as the flame in Li Run's hand was thrown out, it was extinguished by a water blade that suddenly shot out from the darkness.

Immediately after, he heard the village chief's voice: "Alas, Feng Jiao, you guessed right. This Li Run is really not a good thing, he actually took advantage of the dark moon and high wind to come here to destroy the corpse and destroy the traces! ”

With the voice of the village chief, the surrounding places were instantly illuminated by torches.

Feng Jiao, the village head, the monk Cheng An, several respected old people in the village and more than a dozen villagers, and even Li Run's master Yang Mao, everyone actually gathered here!

Seeing such a scene, Li Run couldn't help but tremble. When he found out that his master Yang Mao was also there, his legs were even weaker, and he knelt down in front of Yang Mao with a pop.

"Master, I'm ......"

"Smack!" Yang Mao slapped Li Run in the face: "Bastard, don't call me Master!" How did you do such a life-threatening thing! I, Yang Mao, don't have a disciple like you! I declare that you have been expelled from the division! Get out! ”

What Li Run is most afraid of is being expelled from the division by Yang Mao, otherwise he would not have taken advantage of the dark moon and high wind to destroy the corpse.

"No, Master, I'm ...... I've never done anything, don't you believe me! Please don't drive me away! ”

"You haven't done anything?!" Cheng An snorted coldly and said, "We have already checked, Feng Jiao's mother was killed by a chronic poison. This chronic poison needs to be slowly spread through the urging of fairy power. In other words, of all the people Feng Jiao's mother can reach, only you have the ability to kill her. Do you still want to deny it? ”

Feng Jiao looked at Li Run coldly, and said quietly: "You are also a person who cultivates immortals. I believe you will not fail to understand the truth of killing people to pay for their lives and paying off debts. Since you have done such a thing, save your life! ”

"Feng Jiao, I know, you like me. What the hell is going on, causing you to be so uncalm and have to make things happen to this point! ”

"You've got something wrong with your brain, right? If I kill your lazy, gluttonous, shrew-like mother, will you like me? ”

This scumbag who lacks virtue and smokes, why does he think that as long as he puts on such a gentle appearance, others should forgive him.

Li Run found that there was no room for recovery.

Not only did Feng Jiao keep forcing him to pay for his life, but even the village chief and the two monks in the village were approaching him step by step.

He glanced at Yang Mao a little unwillingly, simply gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and took out a talisman from his arms.

"Not good! That's the Flame Burst Charm! Yang Mao shouted.

The three monks hurriedly formed a handprint and condensed a shield to protect Feng Jiao and the villagers who could not cultivate.

By the time the flames and black smoke of the explosion had cleared, Li Run had disappeared.

Fortunately, the explosion barely damaged the graves of Feng Jiao's parents, only distorted the tombstones.

Everyone ran back to Feng Jiao's house to see that the building was empty.

There are also some items lost at home, and it seems that Li Run's mother and son have already prepared to run away in advance.

However, for Feng Jiao, losing some property is a trivial matter, as long as she is fine.

After the villagers helped renovate the joint burial tomb of Feng Jiao's parents, the village chief patted Feng Jiao's shoulder earnestly and said, "Li Run's mother and son are ruthless, they may not be willing to let you go." ”