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Chapter 392 Dual Cultivation with Disciples Is Impossible!

When he really woke up, he saw Mo Zhiyin with a smile on his face in the yard of the Second Miss of the Mo Mansion, and on his body was hidden the bracelet dropped by the person who picked him up in the snow.

The cold wind blows, bringing a heavier chill in the night.

Feng Liao stretched out his trembling hand, and when he was about to touch the girl's arm, someone hugged the girl's body.

Mo Zhiyin hugged Mo Zhixiang's body and sat on the ground, she looked at him with hatred in his eyes, "You have no right to touch her."

Feng Liao didn't let go of his hand stretched in mid-air for a long time. After a long while, he managed to stand up, took another staggered step forward, and hugged the heart that was not beating in his hand. After taking another step, he fell to the ground again. With a "clang", the bracelet in his arms fell out, and he didn't take a second look.

Su Mu watched the bloody hands of the wolf demon slowly grasping his white clothes corner, he seemed to be suppressing something, and seemed to be escaping from something, he said intermittently: "Save her..."

"It's a crooked way to exchange hearts to save people, I don't know how to do it." Su Mu said indifferently, "You asked the wrong person."

"Save her..." Feng Liao raised his head and begged, his expression mournful, a few strands of hair covered his side face, making him even more embarrassed, his hand holding his heart trembled violently, it seemed that soon, he would not even have the strength to kneel down.

Su Mu paused, "You want me...to save Miss Mo?"

Feng Liao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and nodded slowly.

Su Mu looked at the white-clothed monk beside him in bewilderment.

Yi Chi, who had been quiet for a long time, took a few steps forward and walked to Mo Zhiyin's side. He looked at Mo Zhixiang's blood-stained body, with a magic seal formed in his hand, his lips moved slightly, and the Sanskrit sound brought calming and peaceful power.

Soon, the Sanskrit sound stopped, and Mo Zhixiang's body gradually turned into specks of fluorescent light, which dissipated in the night, and the specks of fluorescent light quickly disappeared in the wind.

Mo Zhiyin asked in a daze, "Master?"

"People cannot be resurrected after death." A foolish eye showed pity, "I can only save her soul and help her reincarnate as a human as soon as possible."

Yes, the dead cannot be brought back to life.

Mo Zhiyin was speechless.

Feng Liao's body fell backwards on the ground, his eyes were empty, and some fluorescent lights reflected in his eyes, stabbing his eyes one by one like sharp knives, he seemed to die silently, but only his hands were holding that... heart tightly.

Su Mu didn't understand the reason for the wolf demon's emotional changes, but she suddenly didn't want to let the wolf demon's soul fly away. Compared with death, dying in pain is the best ending for him.

She took out a gourd and made a formula in her hand to seal the wolf demon who had lost the power of resistance into the gourd. Facing Yi Chi who came to her side, she said, "I want to bring him back to Fuyu Mountain and seal him in the Black Mist Forest."

"Since the wolf demon was caught by my friend, of course I will deal with it."

Su Mu looked at the scene in front of him again, the ground was full of injured people, Sun Ge had woken up and hugged the painful Mo Zhiyin in his arms, and there were bloodstains on the ground, some from Mo Zhixiang, and some from Feng Liao.

"Master..." she asked: "If you see transsexuals entangled together in the future, what will you do?"

He didn't answer, just asked with a smile: "Would my little friend get entangled with demons?"

"I haven't thought about it."

"Monsters have their ways, and humans have their own ways. Different ways don't conspire with each other, but..." He smiled lowly, "You and I must be on the same way."

Su Mu was taken aback.

(End of this chapter)