"White Deacon?" Mo Ning was stunned when he saw the person coming, his eyes looked at the bloody sword in Deacon Bai's hand blankly, and then his eyes moved to his arms, and after seeing the pretty woman, his pupils suddenly shrank.

The next moment, Mo Ning's dark eyes were like death, the cold light flickered, and his sharp gaze was firmly fixed on the white deacon and the young woman, and an unspeakable anger surged into his chest.

That woman was his uncle's wife, and seeing the scene in front of him, Mo Ning was not a fool, so he could naturally guess something.

Deacon Zhao's wife, like Mo Ning, has no cultivation, but Mo Ning has been cultivating for at least nearly ten years, even if she has not reached the mortal yuan realm, her spirit is also very vigorous, and when he saw it like this, the woman was so frightened that she shrank into Deacon Bai's arms.

"Hmph!" Seeing that the beautiful woman in his arms was frightened, Deacon Bai's face suddenly sank, and suddenly let out a cold snort, and an inexplicable power was injected into the voice, which exploded in Mo Ning's mind.

"Poof!!"

Hearing Deacon Bai's cold snort, Mo Ning's mind suddenly seemed to be twisted by a sharp sword, a mouthful of hot blood spurted out of his mouth, dyed his clothes red, his face turned pale, and a drop of sweat the size of a bean came out of his forehead, sweat like rain!

No matter how strong Mo Ning's body is, he is an ordinary person who has not even stepped into the Fan Yuan Realm, but the people who can become deacons are all above the Fan Yuan Realm and the cultivation of the Essence Realm, and they can open the stele and crack the stone with their bare hands, even if it is just a cold snort, it is not something that Mo Ning can resist!

"Boy, since you have seen this scene, then you can only consider yourself unlucky, and obediently go to Huangquan Road with your dear uncle. Deacon Bai grabbed the woman's slender waist with one hand and a sharp sword in the other, and looked at Mo Ning indifferently, as if he were looking at a weak ant, and his words directly judged his life and death.

However, Mo Ning bit his lip tightly and looked at them tightly, his dark pupils were full of anger, like a fierce beast devouring people.

However, at this time, Mo Ning's mind was running wildly, trying to find a way to escape, but his strength was too low, and he didn't even have the qualifications to confront the white deacon!

"Huh. Seeing Mo Ning's unyielding and angry look, Deacon Bai laughed playfully, withdrew the hand holding the woman, raised the sword, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Mo Ning, and then his body moved suddenly, the cold light flashed, and Deacon Bai held the sword in his hand, and stabbed straight at Mo Ning's heart, the force was extremely strong, and there was a violent friction with the air, and a piercing sound echoed around.

"Poof!!"

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing into ** suddenly came out, however, it was not Mo Ning who was stabbed, but Deacon Zhao, who was originally dying!

Just when Deacon Bai was about to stab Mo Ning into Mo Ning's heart with a sharp sword, Deacon Zhao, who was lying in Mo Ning's arms, suddenly opened his eyes and quickly blocked the sharp sword with **, and then a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes were full of bloodshots.

"Uncle!" Looking at Deacon Zhao who was blocking a killing sword for himself in front of him, Mo Ning's heart suddenly ached, and his hand trembled and touched Deacon Zhao's wound that was pierced by the sword, and the blood instantly dyed Mo Ning's hand red.

"Hmph!Zhao Qing!Do you think you can save this kid in this way?" Deacon Bai was also surprised when he saw Deacon Zhao who suddenly blocked his sword, but the next moment a sneer came out of his mouth, and a powerful force poured out of his hand, slamming it on the hilt of the sword that pierced Deacon Zhao's chest!

"Poof!!"

The sound of two sharp weapons piercing ** came out in a row, echoing in the house, and pools of blood were splashed on the ground.

I saw that the sharp sword that pierced Deacon Zhao's chest, under the strong impetus of Deacon Bai, directly pierced Deacon Zhao's chest, and then stabbed into Mo Ning's heart, and a hot blood instantly burst out, spilling a few blood flowers on the ground.

The woman behind Deacon White seemed to have seen such a bloody scene for the first time, her beautiful eyes widened, her hands tightly covered her lips, and her figure kept retreating.

"Hmm" Mo Ning felt the sharp pain coming from his heart, his mind went blank, and he looked at the thick blood hole in Deacon Zhao's chest in front of him sluggishly, and then looked down at the sharp sword that pierced his heart, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Hmph!" Deacon Bai sneered, walked to Mo Ning's side, took the hilt of the sword stained with blood, and pulled it suddenly, and the sword was suddenly pulled out with a pillar of blood, and the hot blood splashed on Deacon Bai's gloomy face.

That is, with the sword being drawn, Mo Ning seemed to have lost all his strength at this time, and fell to the ground with a bang, and then Deacon Zhao also leaned back and fell next to Mo Ning.

However, neither the white deacon nor the woman noticed that after Mo Ning fell, a black bead in his arms slowly absorbed Mo Ning's blood, and with each trace absorbed, the temperature on the surface of the black bead increased a little, and in the end, the whole bead became extremely hot, and the next moment it slowly melted away, turning into a small pool of black liquid.

The puddle of black liquid seemed to have a kind of spirituality, slowly wriggling, like a small black snake, walking under Monin's clothes, and finally stopped at his pierced heart, and after a moment of hesitation, slammed into it.

Almost at the moment when the little black snake entered Mo Ning's heart, the blood hole that was pierced in Mo Ning's left chest also recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was a faint flicker of light at the edge of the wound, and in just a few breaths, Mo Ning's heart that was originally pierced had recovered as before.

However, for this change, Deacon Bai was not aware of it at all, but took out a small bag of paper bags from his arms, put it in Mo Ning's hand, and then turned back to Deacon Zhao's side and did some tricks.

After playing for most of the hour, Deacon Bai finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, looked back at the delicate woman who was at a loss, a burst of evil light burst out from his eyes, and his body moved, took the woman in his arms, and walked out.

The woman, on the other hand, struggled symbolically for a while, glanced back at Deacon Zhao who had fallen to the ground, bit her jade lip, her eyes flashed strangely, and after hesitating for a while, she swung her head and lay down in the arms of Deacon Bai.

"Hahaha!!" Feeling the movement of the beauty in his arms, Deacon Bai suddenly laughed proudly, he had already been hanging the curtain on Deacon Zhao's wife for a long time.

This time, Deacon Bai was able to succeed in murdering Deacon Zhao, and it was also because of the help of Deacon Zhao's wife that he was highly poisoned, so it could be carried out so smoothly.

"Zhao Qing! Zhao Qing! Now not only has I obtained the position of your archdeacon, but now even your woman is lying in my arms!" "Deacon Bai was in high spirits at the moment, and he didn't care about being seen by others, so he walked with Deacon Zhao's wife in his arms, but he didn't notice that in the house, Mo Ning, who was already dead, suddenly made a beating in his chest!