He opened his mouth and looked at the blood beads that had reappeared, and he gently licked them off.

Blood is boiling in the body.

With the blood of the Left Calamity, who has fallen into the demon after the great power of most of the cultivation realm, it naturally contains a powerful power.

He raised his dark red eyes again, and when he saw the disciples in front of him, they all took a step back—

But Mo Jin got up unmoved, and slowly walked towards that side, like a killing god who was about to fall into hell on earth.

What she wants.

Then give it to her.

【Fallen Demon 60%......】

[Fallen Demon 70%......]

[Fallen Demon 80%......]

One, two, three.

Count the people who have fallen.

Looking at the wonderful picture in front of her, the eyebrows and eyes of the girl holding her cheeks are crooked, and she feels that this is simply a beautiful scenery in the prosperous world~

The disciple who stabbed Mo Jin with a sword seemed to want to escape.

Seeing that, the girl squinted, raised her hand directly, and hooked her fingers.

Hmmm-

He was instantly sucked in front of her and fell to his knees.

He looked up at her in fear and cried uncontrollably.

However, the girl looked at him with a smile, her eyes widened, but she said suddenly.

"Want to escape? That's not going to work. ”

She smiled and raised her hand, spread her fingers, and the void pinched his head.

"All immortals, damn it, I, I hate hypocritical and dirty immortals the most!"

- All monsters, damn it, I, hate filthy monsters the most!

These are his exact words.

However, in the next second, the girl lowered her eyes and closed her five fingers.

Bang.

Bright red liquid filled the floor.

The girl looked down as if she were looking at garbage.

The battle ahead seemed to be about to end, she lazily raised her eyelids, and suddenly moved her fingers-

In the midst of the crowd, one of the disciples, who was trembling with fear, suddenly flew up and was thrown out.

The demon with his hands covered in blood was stunned, raised his red eyes, and saw the girl over there.

"This one, I want him to live."

How could Mo Jin not understand what she meant?

He gasped and laughed.

"Okay." Still very close to spoiling.

"." The girl pursed her lips and looked at the only surviving mouth over there, so bad that it seemed to be completely undisguised.

Go tell the world.

The fallen immortal Mo Jin, the Mo Jin immortal who is a saint in the eyes of the world.

It's completely enchanted.

Although the disciple didn't know why, his fear and survival instinct made him turn around without hesitation and really run.

Hmmm-

Mo Jin didn't have the slightest intention of stopping it, but stood up gently, holding on to his exhausted body.

Step by step, I walked in front of the girl with difficulty.

He looked up at the girl who was stepping on the sword above, and still struggled to pull open his clothes.

？

In Qin Woe's small gaze that quickly wrung his eyebrows in disgust.

The man in the dark robe carefully took out a stick from his arms and covered it with oiled paper.

He first carefully wiped his hand on the bloodstained clothes, and after wiping them clean, he carefully peeled off the oiled paper.

Hmmm-

He raised his hand and laboriously handed out the red sugar gourd.

He looked up, looked at her with a smile, and said softly in a hoarse voice.

"What you want."

“……”

The girl looked at the sugar gourd with a blank face.

Because of the wrapping in the arms, the temperature makes the sugar coating on the outside slimy, and it really looks like people have no appetite.

Mo Jin probably didn't expect this to be the case, so he was stunned for two seconds, but he still spoke stiffly.

"It's a different look, but it's still delicious."

The girl lowered her eyes and looked at the red and bright hawthorns, like a bright red beating heart,

The girl bent her eyes and looked at him with a smile.

"Really?" The girl stretched out her hand, picked one off like that, and took a bite lightly, "Sure enough, although the appearance has changed...... But it's still it. ”

The girl raised her eyes, looked at him innocently and cruelly, and said a word.

"It's a pity that the real thing is not the slightest sweetness, and it really doesn't like it."

"But it can't be helped, who let it ...... Is that what it is? ”

Her words seemed to mean something.

I don't know if it refers to sugar gourds, or ......

What he thinks is Liangqing.

It's her, too.