Mao Songning's face turned pale with anger, and he muttered: "You are all cocooning and self-defeating! Can people like Mo Shilong believe it?"

"Mao Songning, if you don't want to be with these Taoist friends, forget it, here's crooked fabrication of facts, and blow everyone's morale, what's going on? Wu Xiushan has been recruiting loose cultivators, could it be that you have already taken refuge in him and been sent back by him to serve as an internal spy intelligence?" Mo Shilong's voice was fierce, and he had already secretly murderous intentions towards Mao Songning.

"Mao Daoyou, the Tao is not the same, if you don't want to act with me and others, forget it, don't question Master Mo!"

"Master Mo is the henchman of a big man in the Soul Leaving Sect, and it is our honor to follow him to charge into battle for that big man!"

"Mao Songning, don't slander Lord Mo here! Otherwise, even if Lord Mo has a lot of people who can forgive you, I won't be able to spare you!"

"Master Mo can let us obtain the identity of the Soul Leaving Sect, Mao Songning, what can you give us? These days, you are tired of us, but you just want to use our hands to deal with the Hundred Body Hall for you, you have a good calculation, you want to use us in vain, hum!"

Mao Songning listened to those soul cultivators who said one by one, and he was speechless for a long time, and after a while, he squeezed out a sentence from between his mouth, "We have been allies for decades, and my brothers and I have also helped you a lot, right?

A soul cultivator laughed out loud and said, "Allies? Hmph, what allies? Your people are almost dead before and after, and now there are only three or two kittens left, are you still worthy of being allies with us?"

"It's just that there are only so many of you, and your strength is not very good, how can you be allies with us?"

This book is derived from Kanshu.com