Chapter 111: Guilty of Petitioning

Zi Yi took the injured Xuannu back to the inn.

Xuannu's injuries were not serious, but they had damaged some vitality. After feeding her a pill, he infused some spiritual power, and then settled her to sleep.

Today's events made Ziyi quite sad. Unexpectedly, I didn't expect this younger brother who had been following his ass since he was a child, with a long brother and a short brother, to assassinate him!

And make his blood water into pills and take it! It's just β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’ it's β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’!

Zi Yi sighed, looking at the huge sky outside the window, the sky was gray, β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’Is this all fate?!"

The Xuannu heard his sigh from the inner room, and walked out in her clothes.

"Why don't you do it?" She had been wondering about it.

Ziyi was silent.

"Even if there is brotherhood, at least teach him some lessons, and if it were me, I would break his left hand holding the sword." Xuannu hated the way.

Ziyi still stood there and didn't speak.

"You're β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’!" Xuannu was a little anxious: "I really don't understand, what do you think, a dignified god monarch, just let him plot β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’." ”

"I have something I can't say." Finally spoke.

"What's so hard to say?"

Zi Yi glanced at her, turned around and lay down on the couch outside, and pulled the quilt over to cover it.

When the Xuannu saw him like this, she had no choice but to give up, and she also went into the back room and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, I heard a crowd of people outside, and I didn't know what was going on.

Xuannu pushed open the window and saw that there was a person kneeling on the ground with bare arms and thorns tied to his body at the entrance of the street market in the distance. The surroundings were crowded with people watching the excitement, blocking the intersection.

When I got closer, the shirtless, topless, kneeling man turned out to be Mo Yin!

She closed the window and scolded loudly: "This dog thief in the demon world has come to make this bitter trick!" Do you think you're going to spare him?! ”

As he spoke, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he was about to go downstairs with the sword in his hand.

"Hem~," Ziyi's body moved, stopping her: "Dissipate your anger, look at my face, and see what he can do?" ”

Xuannu was angry, so she put away her sword and ran to the inner room to close the door and sulk.

After about an hour and a half, Mo Yin finally knelt in front of Ziyi.

As soon as he saw Zi Yi, he burst into tears like rain, and took out a thumb-thick wattle from his back and held it to Zi Yi with both hands: "Brother, you hit me hard, hit me!" I'm not human! The ghost was confused for a while! to do something sorry for you! ”

Zi Yi had a calm face and didn't say a word. I didn't go to pick up the wattle either.

Mo Yin saw that he didn't take the thorn, so he had to use a spell to let the thorn stick be pumped his body, the skin and flesh were blurred, and the barbs on the thorn were pierced into the flesh, and Zi Yi stopped the spell with a finger of his hand.

"How did you know about the Six Veins Dafa?" Zi Yi asked in a deep voice.

Sure enough, he knew! Mo Yin was shocked, and hurriedly said, "I found it in Modi's room." ”

Found in Mody's room? Could it be that he copied this secret before it was destroyed?! β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’ is unknown.

"How many colored pills have you refined?"

"Only two colors. One is the Moyan Tree Demon Spirit, and the other is the Nine Infant Fuyin Demon. Mo Yin replied, no one knows about Li Kuixiu, so naturally I can't say it.

"Tell me the truth?"

"It's true! I also wanted to catch an immortal alchemy, but I didn't succeed a few times. Mo Yin thought that he would believe it.

Zi Yi thought about it carefully, and indeed he hadn't heard of any immortals missing, so he believed it.

"Why do you practice this evil art?"

"Brother, I'm all about martial arts, I just want to increase β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’ increase my success." Mo Yin carefully looked at Ziyi's expression.

"Hey!" Zi Yi sighed: "In order to confuse me into success, you actually went to my mother to confuse me, it can be seen that you have put your mind into it!" If I had spared you this time, you would not have remembered this lesson! That's it! β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’ stretch out your left hand! ”

Mo Yin was frightened, not knowing what he was going to do, and hesitantly stretched out his left hand.

Zi Yi plucked the white hosta used to tie his hair from his head, aimed it at his palm, and pierced it at once. The painful ink rolled all over the ground, squeaking and screaming. When it was a little better, he raised his left hand and saw that there was a plum blossom brand on the palm of the hand where the back of the hand was penetrated.

Zi Yi said: "This time nail your tendons, teach you that you can't make a sword, when you change it, this brand will be eliminated naturally." ”

Mo Yin was in pain, and slowly leaned down to kowtow to Ziyi: "My brother must follow my brother's teachings." ”