Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Slag Abuse Project

Chapter 130 There Are Always Troubles Coveting Me (Extra)

Mo Li slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was lying in a strange room, and a few blurred images flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help being in a daze.

The scene was intermittent, vaguely like a big dream.

Mo Li raised his right hand, and for some reason, he faintly felt the Qingshuang Sword screaming in his palm.

The door of the room was gently pushed open, and a beautiful woman dressed in plain white came in, holding a bowl of hot porridge in her hand, judging by the fluctuation of spiritual power on her body, it should be a foundation building cultivation base.

As soon as she saw Mo Li wake up, she hurried over and said in surprise, "God, you're finally awake!"

"Um……"

Moli nodded slightly and looked at her distantly.

The woman was a little embarrassed by his attitude, and quickly handed over the porridge in her hand, flattering her: "God, this is the porridge I made myself, would you like some?"

Mo Li glanced at the porridge in her hand, which was emitting a faint fragrance, and looked at the woman with an inexplicable expression, and said, "I have already bigu."

The woman's movements froze, and she took back the porridge in her hand in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

At this time, two female cultivators in plain clothes entered the room. Seeing that Mo Li had woken up, they happily turned around and went out to call others.

After a while, Moli's room was full of men and women, most of whom were female cultivators. They stood together, knelt down and kowtowed to Moli, and said gratefully, "Thank you God for saving your life!"

Mo Li looked at the group of people, and the image of him saving people in the Demon Race flashed in his mind, which was both strange and familiar.

It turned out that this was not a dream.

But he still couldn't let it go, he always felt that in that vague memory, it was him, but not him.

Mo Li had doubts in his heart, but he didn't show it.

He was cold by nature, and after a few words with everyone, he had nothing to say.

Everyone didn't realize that he had a bad attitude. After all, Mo Li was the Supreme God, and he had saved their lives. They only felt admiration in their hearts.

After everyone left, Mo Li planned to visit Luoyan Town, where the barrier was set up in his dream.

When he was about to leave, the female cultivator who brought him porridge broke in suddenly, knelt on the ground and begged: "God, the little girl's sect was wiped out by the demons, and now she has nowhere to go, please take her in." Stamens!"

As he spoke, he kowtowed to Mo Li.

But as soon as she lowered her head, she was pulled by an invisible force, and her legs that had just knelt down unexpectedly stood up uncontrollably.

What's the situation?
She was so panicked that her face turned pale, and she looked at Moli with a pair of innocent eyes, a little moist, looking so pitiful.

This appearance reminded him of Ling Jing's cute and pitiful appearance, but with ulterior motives.

Instinctively, Mo Li felt a little disgusted with the stamen, and directly imprisoned her in place with spiritual power, so that she could no longer kneel down.

Then he refused indifferently: "Qinghui Sect does not accept female disciples."

The stamen was controlled by the spiritual power, and could no longer kneel down to pretend to be pitiful. He was annoyed, and when he heard Moli's refusal, he immediately retorted:

"Shangshen, you are talking nonsense! You Qinghui Sect took in a female disciple before, and the former master of your Zixia Peak was also a woman! You clearly look down on my small sect and refuse to take me in!"

"Why should I think highly of you? A person with a bone age of six or seventy years old, whose cultivation is no more than foundation building, has any qualifications to enter the Qinghui sect?"

Mo Li looked at the stamen with a somewhat cold gaze.

The stamen was swept away by his gaze, and she was so frightened that she fell silent.

Seeing that she didn't dare to say anything, Mo Li walked away with a flick of his sleeves and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The stamens were imprisoned by spiritual power, and now the room was motionless, like a wooden stake.

After finally regaining freedom after staying for half an hour, he immediately left the room aggressively, went straight to the backyard, grabbed a crooked old woman in the hospital by the collar, threw her to the ground, and cursed:

"You old and immortal thing, I am so obsessed with it that I actually believed that a useless old thing like you once stayed with God. Now that you have caused me to be despised by God, I want you to pay for it with your life!"

Speaking of luck, he pushed the old woman to the ground.

The old woman's body, which was already weak and vulnerable to a single blow, instantly snapped into two parts, and they overlapped together softly.

Huarui sneered, threw her body aside, turned her head to look at the porridge she had previously served to Moli on the wooden table.

Suddenly she remembered Moli's humiliation to her before. She was so angry that she picked up the porridge bowl and was about to smash it on the ground.

As soon as I picked up the bowl, a faint fragrance floated into my nose.

It was the first time for Hua Rui to smell such a fragrant porridge, and she thought to herself: I think that old thing is not nonsense, this porridge cooking skill is really good.

Since Lord Moli doesn't like this porridge, then she will drink it herself!
Hua Rui picked up the porridge bowl angrily and drank it down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the porridge was eaten, there was a sharp pain like tearing in the Dantian of the meridians.

Huarui clutched her stomach and broke out in a cold sweat, but the pain became more and more intense. She rolled all over the floor in pain, screaming again and again, and finally passed out.

In the darkness, Moli slowly emerged, walked to the old woman and raised her head, revealing an old face full of wrinkles - she was actually Ling Jing who had been drained of life essence by the wild system in her memory. !
Moli's hand paused, as if he understood something.

Walked over to take a look at the stunned stamen.

When he saw the bowl of porridge, he knew that the porridge had been given Hualing Powder, so he became suspicious, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

Mo Li lowered his eyes, glanced at his trembling right hand,

Qingshuangjian, the master you want, is she?

Mo Li left the courtyard and went straight to Luoyan Town, only to see a cyan barrier covering the town.

The demonic energy is permeating the barrier, but the sky is clear and sunny outside the barrier.

Mo Li slowly walked into the barrier, looking at the light gray ground and the bare tree branches.

The wildness is really spreading outward.

Moli walked out of Luoyan Town, and raised his hand to add another layer of enchantment to the cyan enchantment.

Then turned around and flew towards Qinghuizong.

In the Qinghui Sect, Xuan Qing had already heard about Qingyun's feats in the Demon Clan.

To be honest, when he first heard it, he was really sweating for his junior brother. How dangerous is the demon race?
This person who occupied the upper body of the junior brother dared to stir up wind and rain inside. For a moment, he really wanted to rush to grab him back and trap him, so as to protect the body of the junior brother.

The moment he saw his junior brother coming back, he almost shed tears with excitement.

That soul has finally left, and his junior brother has finally returned!

After Mo Li returned to Qinghui Sect, he began to retreat and practice.

Half a year later, Mo Li, who was successfully promoted to the main god, stood in the sky above Unfeeling Peak.

The vague memory in his mind became more and more clear. He stretched out his trembling right hand, and a small green frost sword condensed in the palm of his hand.

"Since you have chosen her, I will help you and go find her."

After finishing speaking, half of the divine power was poured into the sword, and the Qingshuang sword hummed cheerfully, and instantly turned into a blue light, disappearing into the sky.

(End of this chapter)