Fast-traveling female supporting role specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction

Chapter 712
"Ah, yes," the man tilted his head and smiled, then became indifferent again, staring at Mo Tiancheng coldly, "Then do you know why your mother died?"

"Because..." He said word by word: "Everyone related to Yun Chuhe must die."

"So, she didn't kill your mother, but she was the one who killed your mother."

He quickly moved to Mo Tiancheng's side, and the voice rang in his ears, full of bewitchment.

Mo Tiancheng was not firm in his heart, and after hearing what he said, he naturally blamed Yun Chuhe for all the responsibility.

"It's you! My mother died because of you!"

"Yes, that's right, it's because of her. If it wasn't for her, your mother would have lived a good life." The gentle man added fuel.

"Do you know what your mother said before she died?"

"She said...as long as the Immortal Venerable let my son go, I am willing to die..."

Yun Chuhe: "..."

fuck.

This guy can really make up nonsense.

Mo Tiancheng stared at Yun Chuhe with eyes full of anger, his finger bones creaking.

The man's voice continued to bewitch Mo Tiancheng: "Go, kill her to avenge your mother!"

The hatred in Mo Tiancheng's heart had already grown, and he raised his sword and slashed at Yun Chuhe!
His current strength is also in the Mahayana period, but it is still slightly inferior.

But if gentle men join in, Yun Chuhe may not be able to fight two with one.

Of course, the gentle man saw the situation clearly and took the opportunity to slap Yun Chuhe on the back!
Snapped!
boom--

The two palms collided, and the strong impact spread to the surroundings, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The gentle man was also backed away by this force.

Wait for him to stabilize his body and look up.

Then he saw a man in white clothes standing behind Yun Chuhe.

He was the one who appeared just now and helped her take the blow.

The gentle man looked at the person in front of him with a gloomy expression, gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words: "Cen Heng."

"How will you be here?!"

Cen Heng first glanced at Yun Chuhe, seeing that she was coping like a duck to water, and then looked at the gentle man.

The thin lips parted slightly: "The deity is always there."

It was Yun Chuhe who asked him to come with him. Yun Chuhe was responsible for the bright side and he was responsible for the dark side.

In fact, he had found this person a long time ago, but he just waited because he had no intention of running away.

I didn't expect him to show up on his own initiative, so I wanted to see what tricks he had.

Being put on again, the gentle man was a little out of breath.

But soon he calmed down, looked at Cen Heng and sneered: "Heh, do you think I've prepared this move?"

When he was about to say something, Yun Chuhe's voice sounded faintly: "Brother, arrest him first."

"It's okay to kill."

What she said was unusually flat, as if it wasn't a big deal.

The gentle men were all stunned.

Then he took precautions, but there was a huge difference in strength between him and Cen Heng.

Cen Heng's strength had already reached the peak of the Mahayana stage, but because he couldn't let go of Yun Chuhe, the others, and the Yunshang Sect, he refused to ascend and kept suppressing his strength.

Even compared with people of the same strength, his strength is also thicker.

Adhering to the principle of catching or killing, Cen Heng launched an attack.

Ah He said before that this person should be the counselor of the Xueyang Sect. By killing him, the other party will have one less person to make suggestions.

If this made him escape, wouldn't it be cheaper for the other party?
After a few strokes, Cen Heng hit the man's chest with his palm, and the force directly penetrated him.

At this moment, Cen Heng seemed to think of something, and frowned slightly.

(End of this chapter)