"Mo Xiaoyou won, it's me, the old horseman, who lost!" Mo Jiu said and coughed up a mouthful of blood, staining his gray beard.

"But you didn't really win...... Intrigue has always been vain in the face of powerful monks, and I don't bother to use it!...... For the sake of protecting the reputation of my Junyimen, I have no choice but to do it!" The breath on his body became weaker and weaker, and his speech was intermittent and weak.

But suddenly, he was covered in golden light, like the last light of a candle burning, and it seemed that the trapped beast was still fighting to fight Mo Wunian for the last time.

Mo Wunian looked at him without saying a word. He didn't think he was going to make any more waves.

"Little friend, offended!" Mo Jiu threw a bronze mirror into the air, and then suddenly arrived in front of Mo Wunian, and used his "scholarly spirit" to conjure up a sword and stick it in his chest.

This was unexpected, but he smiled even brighter.

"Good calculation...... Mo Wunian looked at the mirror, thoughtfully, and suddenly understood what he was going to do.

That mirror is called a projection mirror, and it is a very ordinary spiritual weapon. And there is only one function, which is to record what happened, and then pass it on.

According to the angle of this mirror, the scene reflected in the mirror is very similar to Mo Wunian's sword piercing Mo Jiu's chest, there is nothing wrong with this...... Mo Wunian was about to kill him!

But the problem is that Mo Jiu is known for his "fairness" in Qingzhou, such an upright senior in the cultivation world was killed by Mo Wunian, a junior who was so vexatious, what would outsiders think?

People naturally only believe what they see, they won't listen to Wu Mu to explain the filth of Junyimen, empty words! Who knows? And the more they explain, maybe it will make people feel that it is a cover-up, and they will inevitably say that Mo Wunian added a crime of slander to Mo Jiu!

Even, people would not think about Mo Wunian, a Yin Void Realm monk who asked how did the monk kill? All they could see was Mo Jiu's high morality, Mo Wunian's nameless insidious cunning!

The desire of the people, high morality and respect is justice, and being nameless is equivalent to the devil's way......

This is the story that people want to see that evil does not prevail over good.

"Xiaoyou praised it falsely! Xiaoyou is very smart......" Mo Jiu was a little surprised, he was very surprised, Mo Wunian thought of what he thought in his heart.

But then he chuckled a few times, and he didn't know what it meant. It's a mockery when you think about it, you know what's the use, there will be "righteous people" to avenge him!

"You're such a villain. Mo Wunian looked at him quietly, his eyes couldn't stir up a little wave, as if he didn't take him seriously, but he was also just stating a fact.

"If you can't live as a gentleman in one life, you have to be a real villain! At least you can go to the world for a trip!" As his injuries became more and more serious, Mo Jiu became more and more difficult to speak, but this sentence was said very seriously.

"Then you can go. Mo Wunian also seemed to be waiting for him to finish speaking, and the fiery sword qi of the Nine Cang Sword in his hand gushed out and swept him into it.

Mo Jiu seemed to be waiting for his sword, and his smile was extremely bright in the sword qi. He knows...... No matter what happens today, he will die, but it is good for him to maintain the reputation of him and the sect before he dies.

Soon, he also turned into ashes and went with his three teachers and nephews.

……

In the dilapidated Taoist temple, Lin Zuoqing had already woken up, and when he saw a black face in front of him, he was so frightened that a fierce man jumped up and yelled: "Where is the demon?"

"I said that you are so ignorant, why do you know how to do it? kindly help you take medicine, why do you still fall into a demon!" The black-faced man was none other than Liu Dewang, he smashed his mouth twice, and muttered: "Fellow Daoist, I see that your injury is still relatively serious, or ......."

As he spoke, he looked at Wu Mu and Murong Xiu over there out of the corner of his eye, and his heart was beating with intuition.

Obviously, they just stayed there quietly and didn't say a word, but the atmosphere was very subtle, or that the atmosphere was all made by Wu Mu, her little head was raised very high, and she glanced at Murong Xiu with disdain, but the corner of her eyes had to sweep it from time to time, as if she was secretly comparing something!

Liu Dewang couldn't stand these the most, and finally gave Lin Zuoqing medicine to avoid this strange atmosphere, but now it's good, he woke up......

Looking at the sincere and simple smile of the swarthy young man opposite, Lin Zuoqing felt a chill in his heart, thinking that the other party had some special hobbies, so he interrupted him again and again: "Thank you Daoyou, I should do such a trivial matter myself!"

Then, he saw Wu Mu again: "Senior sister, are you okay?"

"Senior brother, I'm fine...... Wu Mu replied to him simply, and then briefly said how Mo Wunian saved her. When it was over, her eyes were full of worry.

Seeing this, Lin Zuoqing was so bitter in his heart that he was astringent, and this kind of bitterness was nothing even the wound that was still faintly painful on his body. Can...... Mo Wunian also saved him and his junior sister, and he owed him a favor.

Thinking about it, he gave birth to a kind of stubbornness, just like in the past when he wanted to do the right path regardless of life and death, he dragged the injuries on his body and walked out.

But soon, his messenger received a message that the respected Mo Jiu senior was killed by Mo Wunian's design, and it was Junyimen who sent the news.

When he looked up again, Mo Wunian had already walked in.

There was a sudden chill in the Taoist temple.

"If I were you, I should kill that old ghost with a sword! I won't give him the slightest chance!" Then a cold voice sounded, it was Murong Xiu who was drinking. She got up and walked towards Mo Wunian, her clothes fluttering, and there was a faint smell of wine, which seemed to be exhaled from her mouth and nose.

Wu Mu watched them get closer and closer, and suddenly became nervous, and his little face turned red.

"I don't like to kill such a person in my life, even if I die, it will disturb your peace. Mo Wunian's tone was flat, and he met Murong Xiu's gaze.

Like a fried kitten, Wu Mu looked at Murong Xiu with a pair of apricot eyes with hostility, and was about to have a seizure.

Her message lit up, and she received a message - all the sects in Qingzhou, no matter what status the disciples, will go all out to kill the Phantom Heaven Sect!

She was shocked, shocked by how Mo Wunian killed Mo Jiu! But she was even more angry, the real righteous people were framed, and the despicable villain was respected and respected!

Lin Zuoqing also received the news, and after thinking about it for a while, he figured out all the reasons! Although he didn't like Mo Wunian very much, but this time he was also resentful for him, and he couldn't understand why he could judge everything that had happened just on the basis of a video.

But suddenly he remembered another sentence, hearing is false, seeing is believing!

What about people...... only believed what they could see, and even he and Wu Mu couldn't defend Mo Wunian!

"What I said above, I think it's very fake!" Liu Dewang was the first to speak, he knew some of Mo Wunian's temperament, and he would never use any strategy to kill someone, because he also knew that he loved to use his brain to do things.

A wise man thinks differently than others.

"Mo ...... Brother Mo, do you want to avoid the limelight?" Lin Zuoqing looked at Mo Wunian and screamed very stiffly, but he was grateful to him for saving him and Wu Mu, and he persuaded him with kind words.

"No, it's good to stay here...... Mo Wunian said lightly, not caring about these trivial things, just like he said that this matter is nothing big except for disturbing his peace.

He thinks about things farther, and if he wants to have a clue about those things, all he can do is to wait, and since he is waiting, it is the same everywhere.

After that, he even gave Liu Dewang some silver taels and asked him to buy some wine and food to come back.

"Huh?" Liu Dewang also thought that he had misheard, until he saw the silver taels in front of him, and he had no choice but to hurriedly respond to the call to buy wine and food.

Looking at Mo Wunian's indifferent expression, Lin Zuoqing was thoughtful, and seemed to understand that he was inferior to him somewhere, and he arched his hand and said: "Brother Mo has such a heart, Lin is a thousand miles away!"

"Hey, my brother is also good for you......"

"You practice well, don't slack off. ”

Wu Mu was also really worried about Mo Wunian, but he didn't go to see her again after he said this. Her eyes were full of resentment, so she had to look outside the Taoist temple, but the non-stop rain ticked down, making her heart more and more restless.

"It may have been a mistake for me to promise you to stay. ”

"Why?"

Mo Wunian looked at Murong Xiu, but she only left him with half a beautiful face.

But in the next moment, he understood that she liked tranquility just like him, and there would definitely be many people coming to the Taoist temple in the future.

"By the way, don't you like to be polite to me? I don't like to hear it, but I think the girl will like to hear it. Coldly, she spit out a sentence coldly from Murong Xiu's mouth, and her long, narrow and good-looking eyes were also looking at Wu Mu.

The atmosphere in the Taoist temple suddenly became strange and subtle again.

Her words were very light, like a pebble falling into a pond, but the effect was to muddy the water, and startled the fish to run in all directions.

"What kind words?" Wu Mu's face was a little cold, and a pair of apricot eyes looked at Murong Xiu seriously.

"Guess?" Murong Xiu also replied to her with seriousness and coldness. It's hard to imagine that this sentence would be uttered by her.