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Chapter 389 Dual Cultivation with Disciples Is Impossible!

He... probably fainted like flying swords, like airplanesickness?

Su Mu thought uncertainly, facing Yichi's harmless face, she really couldn't think about him eating her tofu, so she could only look back and tell herself not to think too much.

But in a few minutes, when they hurried to the ruined temple, the bloody smell that came from their nostrils had already told the people who came that the situation was very bad.

Su Mu quickly got off the sword and rushed into the ruined temple. The scene in front of her made her heart tighten.

The blood hole in Mo Zhixiang's heart had stained her clothes red, and her face was very pale due to excessive blood loss. As early as the moment her heart was pulled out, her eyes had been closed, and she was lying quietly in the pool of blood, as if... just fell asleep.

Su Mu staggered a step, she gritted her teeth and walked over, with seals formed in her hands, continuously sending spiritual power to Mo Zhixiang's body, but no matter how long it had passed, Mo Zhixiang's body did not respond at all.

This killer is not too warm: [Small chest, she is hopeless. 】

My child, I put it in the refrigerator:【T﹏T】

Ermao: [T﹏T]

The angel fell into shit:【T﹏T】

I taught Marysu how to play Gongdou:【T﹏T】

……

White candles were painted in the live broadcast room. For Mo Zhixiang, who is well-educated and reasonable, the audience still likes her very much.

Su Mu didn't want to give up, even though she knew very well in her heart that a person whose heart was stabbed to death would not survive, but she always had to do something to get rid of the guilt in her heart that she couldn't save this girl.

"Amitabha." Yichi raised his hand holding the white jade Buddha string and murmured softly. This is a sacrifice to the dead. He took another step forward, put his hand on Su Mu's shoulder, and said softly: "Little friend, enough is enough."

Su Mu's hand trembled slightly, but she finally let it down as if she was discouraged. She looked at Mo Zhixiang on the ground and remained silent for a long time, "Master, I want that demon soul to fly away."

"I have no reason to stop you." Yi Chi sighed.

In the Mo family's mansion filled with panic, the night was not peaceful.

"Monster, don't come here!" Sun Ge protected Mo Zhiyin and kept retreating, even though he knew that he could not fight a monster, but behind him was the person he loved, he would not let him go.

The members of the Mo family ran and were injured, and even Mo Hong fell to the ground unconscious. The only people who could stand at this moment were Sun Ge and Mo Zhiyin.

The man in black with a handsome face but a fierce expression between his brows waved his hand, and Sun Ge was knocked down by an invisible force. Mo Zhiyin didn't care to look at Sun Ge, but her eyes were fixed on the bleeding heart that was held in the blood-stained hand of the man in black.

"You killed her!" Mo Zhiyin yelled in a frenzy, "I treat you as a friend, but you actually killed her! How could you... How could you!"

Feng Liao said calmly: "This is to save you."

"I don't need your help!" Mo Zhiyin took a step back while grabbing the blood-stained hairpin. She fell to the ground, hugged her head and said in pain, "I shouldn't have brought you into the mansion. As long as you don't show up, everything will be fine... Mo's house will be fine, and my sister doesn't have to die... I shouldn't have saved you..."

A trace of loneliness appeared in Feng Liao's eyes, and he took a step closer to her, "Let me save you, if you change your mind, you will be fine."

(End of this chapter)