Sang Qi paused, helpless and aggrieved, "I have to die by myself."

This is excessive.

Mo Zhuyue pursed his lips, it seemed to be too much, if he was willing to die, how could there be so many things today.

Sang Qi looked at her, "You are reluctant to kill me, what's the use of tying me up."

"Who said I couldn't kill you?"

Sangi: ......

"Then you can do it."

Mo Yue glanced at him, "Are you stupid, or do you think I'm stupid, it's good that I can tie you up now, where did I kill you."

"What if one day you have the power to kill me?"

"I won't hesitate to kill you."

"And then?" Sangi asked.

Mo Zhuyue pursed her lips, "Then ......"

She would atone for his sins and then atone for them with death.

Sang Qi was looking forward to her later words, but she was slapped by Mo Zhuyue again, and then heard her say coldly, "Then it's about your, you're dead, what's wrong with me?"

Sangi: ...... This woman is not gentle at all.

He pillowed his arms and let Mo Zhuyue bind him, and his gaze kept falling on Mo Zhuyue's body.

The appearance of not being gentle is also beautiful, the appearance of beating people is also beautiful, and the appearance of killing people is even more beautiful.

Mo Zhuyue didn't want to deal with him, tied him up like a silkworm chrysalis, and finally tied a knot, ready to run away.

Although the Heavenly Mandate Disk was an artifact, her cultivation was too low to trap him for too long.

At the end, Mo Zhuyue sat on Sang Qi's body with a very grudge, and said viciously, "Look at your current appearance, delicate!"

She emphatically said the word delicate.

Sure enough, Sangqi couldn't laugh anymore.

Mo Zhuyue was proud, but before her ass was raised, the door was pushed open with a creak.

The two looked up, and Siro stood in the doorway, stunned.

Mo Zhuyue beckoned to her, "You're just in time, I'll take you with me."

Silo didn't seem to hear her words, just looked at the posture of the two in a daze, "You, you ......"

At this time, Mo Zhuyue and Sang Qi seemed to be stacking Arhats, Sang Qi was lying on the ground, with a rope tied to his body, and Mo Zhuyue was sitting on his abdomen, with a posture of wanting to crush him.

If it's outside, forget it, it's in Sangqi's room with the door closed, which seems a little ambiguous.

Mo Zhuyue stood up from Sang Qi and went to pull the rose, "Let's go, wait a little longer, when he breaks free or someone finds out, we won't be able to leave."

As she reached out, Silo avoided it.

Mo Zhuyue frowned and looked at Siluo.

She was still wrestling with the question, "What were you guys doing?"

Mo Zhuyue said in a deep voice, "There's a fight, are you leaving?"

Silo's eyes flushed, "Can you hit your body in a fight?"

"Hehe......"

A cold laugh sounded, and Mo Zhuyue glared at him, teaching people to be like this and smiling.

She explained to Silo, "He's not a good guy, we did have a fight just now, we don't have much chance of escaping, we have to go now."

Silo looked at her stubbornly, "Sister, he's a good person."

Mo Zhuyue licked her lips, "Are you leaving?"

"Will we ever come back?"

"I'm not coming back."

Siro lowered her head, "I don't want to go."

Mo Zhuyue understood, she asked for the last time, "This person is a bad person, he has killed countless people, he is lying to you, he may kill you in the future, he will hurt you and hurt you, will you go?"

"If you don't go, he won't hurt me."

"If what I said is true, will you go?"

"There is no such if, he is fine, you don't know him......

Siluo didn't finish her words, and Mo Zhuyue disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Love to go or not, and she's not her mother.

Silo looked at the people around her who suddenly disappeared, and some didn't react

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"She's really gone? If you go so decisively, you really don't care about me?"

With tears in her eyes, Siro looked at Sangi incredulously.

Sang Qi shook off the rope on his body and slowly stood up from the ground with a cold expression, "Who told you to come in without knocking?"

It's rare for him to get close to her, he wants to touch her in his dreams, he wants to rub her into his bones, and now he finally sees and touches her, but he is interrupted like this.

Silo's originally incredulous expression was tinged with trepidation, "I just wanted to come and see my sister."

She had trespassed into his room before, and although he didn't like it, he had never been so fierce to her as he was now, just gently reminding her to remember to knock next time.

Even when he is in a good mood, he never cares about her.

Today, he murdered her.

Silo's aggrieved tears fell down in large pieces.

"Who told you to come in without knocking?!" Sang Qi was word-by-word, and every word was like a knife.

Siro sobbed in fear, "I, I didn't mean to."

"I've been thinking about it." Sangqi's voice was filled with hidden anger.

Hearing the dark stream, Silo's body couldn't stop trembling, "I know it's wrong, I won't next time."

"Don't make me say it a second time."

Seeing his cold attitude, Siluo ran out crying.

He had never been so fierce to her before, and she had never been so fierce when she had done more wrong things.

She just didn't knock on the door today, she just wanted to see her sister, this little thing was so fierce, and she was actually punished to go to the dark stream.

Thinking of this, her heart trembled, it was an extremely terrifying place.

After Mo Zhuyue escaped, she didn't leave, and she hadn't found evidence to help Shen Fuwei clarify them, so she definitely couldn't just go back.

She changed her appearance, wandered around the city, gathered information, and then discovered that the people in the city who seemed to live and work in peace and contentment were not so simple.

They are ostensibly a masses of people who want to live in peace, but in fact everyone knows what the Helpers do.

In other words, everyone who lives here is a member of the Auxiliary Religion, and when there is nothing to do, they are here to ask for a living, and when there is something, everyone is a ruthless character.

Mo Zhuyue found a teahouse, went in and ordered a pot of tea, and sat down to listen to the news.

It's also strange to say that this city floating in space actually has a teahouse, and the architectural style is very similar to the Xiuzhen world, and even the taste of the tea inside is very similar to the Xiuzhen world.

In this city, ancient culture and modern technology are integrated and collided with each other, although it is different from the style of the ancient earth, but it has the same magic.

Mo Zhuyue couldn't imagine what it would be like for someone like Sangqi to form a city here, teach culture, and teach cultivation.

But the effect is good, whether it is spiritual or demonic, Sangqi knows it well, which leads to the city's culture being more colliding.

For example, spiritualists and demonic cultivators, who have always been incompatible, sit together at this time and brag about their skins.

"How long have you been here? I've been here for six years, and I'm one of the first people to come into contact with living here and getting in touch with cultivation, so it's amazing."

"Then you're so lucky, I've been here for three years, and when I first learned about the Divine Assistant, you didn't know how excited I was, the gods alas, it's amazing."

"That is, when our sect leader becomes a god, we may be able to follow the chicken dog to heaven."

Mo Zhuyue was analyzing the information in their words.

This man came here six years ago, that is, six years ago, Sangqi had already started preaching.

It's now the fifth year of the cultivation era, and he is planning earlier than the entire interstellar world.

Someone answered, "What's the matter if you came early, I've heard that some senior executives from countries have joined us to help God Sect, and their status is powerful."

"I know this, I heard that some people's identities are powerful outside, the kind that covers the sky with one hand, isn't it still entering the Divine Assistantship?"

Mo Zhuyue took a sip of tea, infiltrated the high-level, and recruited useful people, which is Sangqi's style.

An uncle with a gleam in his eyes leaned over, "You said the sect leader will do this time

What is the reason for the recall of all the people of the Divine Assistantship?"

"Isn't it a forbidden weapon explosion? The outside investigation is strict, summoning us back to hide."

"I don't think so, wouldn't it be easier to expose us by calling us back? If it's really to avoid the limelight, we should be allowed to hide."

"You're right, why did the Sect Master summon us back?"

"I don't know."

Mo Zhuyue frowned, and for a while, she couldn't even guess Sang Qi's thoughts.

At this time, there was a figure sitting at her table, Mo Zhuyue looked up, and saw an acquaintance.