Yu Qiniang stood on the second floor of the inn, looking at everything downstairs in her eyes, with a smile on her face.

Compared with the past, this smile is no longer a forced smile and a charming indulgence, but a smile from the heart.

Syllable!

At this moment, the door of the inn was kicked open, and a group of big men walked in, led by a sick white-haired young man. And not only was his hair white, but his skin was also so white that there was no blood.

He walked weakly, and as soon as he came in and sat down in a random chair, he coughed and coughed up blood. But the big men looked at him with a smile, and a group of people hurriedly took out silk scarves and handed them to him to wipe the blood.

"Trouble...... Tell me, did a man named Zheng Quan come here a few days ago?" the young man seemed to be very seriously ill, and he seemed to be weak when he said this.

Then he shivered and took the silk scarf from the hands of the people around him and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.

Mo Wunian felt that the young man in front of him had a strong smell of blood on his body, as if he had cultivated some cultivation methods that sucked people's essence and blood.

Hearing that they were looking for "Zheng Quan", Yu Xiaoqin and Yu Qiniang were both agitated, and when they saw the young man looking at them, they couldn't help but tremble.

For some reason, when they met the eyes of this sick young man, they inexplicably felt that this person was much more terrifying than Zheng Quan. It's like being stared at by a demon in human skin.

"Well, I've been here. Mo Wunian's faint voice sounded and looked at the young man.

"Young master, I'll just say that Zheng Quan eats alone! Didn't he say last time that there are no women in this radius, aren't there two of them?"

"I think he just wants to keep it for himself!"

"Yes, young master......"

A group of big men, obviously a tall man but showing a flattering smile to a big man who is much thinner than himself, is indescribably disgusting.

"Ahem...... Cough...... Ahem, did you speak?" The white-haired young man said weakly, and there was no deterrent.

But when those big men heard this, they showed frightened expressions one by one, and hurriedly kowtowed to him for a while.

"Ahem...... Ahem! I'm in a good mood today, so let's kill any of them. You just spoke first?" The young man had a sickly look on his face, and his words were absent-minded.

The first person to speak just now was so frightened that he cried, and his lower body was even more wet.

The young man stretched out his other hand and reached out to the man, but the hand was a white bone hand! There was no flesh and blood on it! He himself was so white that such a hand grew on a man like him, and it was even more indescribably strange for such a hand!

Then, some purple-black qi began to leak out of his white bone hand, and soon these qi drifted towards the man.

"Ahh

But the air that floated up was faster, and it pounced on him and drowned him in it.

Click! Click! Click!

These purple-black qi gnawed at the person's body like a swarm of insects, and sound kept coming out!

And a moment later, these qi flew back into the hands of the young man's white bones, and the person had already become a white bone!

The other big men around the young man couldn't stop panting, glad that they weren't the first to speak.

Mo Wunian knew that the young man in front of him might be a demon monk in the true sense, and the previous Zheng Quan was not even a half-ass.

When young people cultivate this kind of demonic path cultivation method, they cultivate their spiritual power into Gu, and then constantly feed it blood food!

Theoretically, as long as it is provided with a certain amount of blood food, it is not a problem to break through several major realms in succession, but correspondingly, if it is not provided with blood food within a certain period of time, it will backfire on the people who have cultivated it.

If he can't find too much blood food, it is estimated that he will be regurgitated into a white bone sooner or later, which is where its evil nature lies.

Moreover, the attack power of those who practice this method is also extremely strong, and only the spiritual power cultivated by the cultivation methods of some righteous sects can be barely suppressed! It does not need any high talent from the person who cultivates it, only to provide it with blood food.

This is also the reason why most monks would rather fall into the demonic path and practice such demonic paths!

Mo Wunian's aura also has eight layers of spiritual attraction, and he has also killed a lot of people!

"Ahem, ahem...... It's still the breath of the woman that makes people comfortable. The young man said and looked at the Yu sisters.

The two of them had just watched that scene, and their hearts were terrified to the extreme, and when they saw him again, they were obviously far away from him, and both of them unconsciously took a few steps back.

The young man's nose twitched twice, as if he had smelled something in the air: "I feel it...... Ahem, ahem, Zheng Quan has been here, and you killed ......."

He didn't feel any aura on Mo Wunian's body, but he also smelled some bloody aura on him, this aura belonged to Zheng Quan, although it was already very light, but he wouldn't admit his mistake!

"So what?" Mo Wunian cherished words like gold, and replied to him lightly.

Perhaps in the eyes of other monks, a demonic monk like a young man is very difficult, but in his eyes, it is a problem that can be solved with a sword.

"Ahem! Zheng Quan also counted me as having a dog, and the dog died! Ahem...... I, the master, have to do something for him. As the young man spoke, a large amount of black and purple qi began to emerge from the white bone hand.

Although I don't know what kind of cultivation realm Mo Wunian is, he may be able to kill Zheng Quanxiang and be a monk, and it is very likely that he will also be a cultivator who has come to practice on the righteous path, but even if he is a monk of the tenth level of spiritual induction, the young man does not pay attention to it, and he has not killed it before......

Soon, these qi gathered together, like a swamp, and like a monster covered with tentacles, black pressed a piece with a filthy aura to Mo Wunian.

At the same time, Mo Wunian clasped his hands together, and there were words in his mouth, as if he was reciting some golden text.

Then, a golden light began to emerge from him, and there was an aura of grandeur and holiness, and in a short time, the golden light on his body became more and more vigorous, and the golden light reflected in the inn was shining.

And when those purple-black qi touched those golden lights, they were directly evaporated into nothingness.

When he was still Jiang Tianheng, Mo Wunian was fortunate enough to be granted a golden light mantra by a Buddhist master in Ximo, and this mantra was pure with the breath of the sun, which was the best way to restrain the evil cultivation method practiced by young people!

This is much easier than him having to use his own cultivation method to fight against young people!