Fast Travel Villain: Sanctioning the Son of Luck

Chapter 172
Don't think too much, Xing Mo didn't intend to commit suicide for the sake of illusory chastity.

She just wanted to draw a line on her body, and the instant tingling sensation could briefly awaken her control over this body, allowing her time to drag Mu Feng out of here.

Without the slightest sloppiness, Xing Mo would chop his hands without blinking his eyes.

"Keep your hands under the knife!" A long-tongued woman, A Piao, appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of Xing Mo.

Xing Mo frowned, the current domineering atmosphere instinctively made her feel that this Ah Piao should be the helper that the demons had found to deal with her.

But before she could react, a flood of Ah Piao rushed out from behind her without even saying a single hello, and then rushed to the demon and beat him up violently.

"Let you bully Jiujiu! Let you bully Jiujiu!"

"The body of water yin is just like this, you won't be able to afford to lose even a little damage, you know that!"

"Yes, yes, the body of water yin in the past is so precious, and the smell of this body is so-so good, it is the ultra-rare protection level of our ghost world, do you know!"

"Damn, this evil ghost looks like an antique ghost who doesn't know the rules. What's the point of talking so much to him? Just beat him!"

Watching Elf suddenly being violently beaten in the state of Xing Mo, all kinds of noisy sounds made her ears ring.

Suddenly grasping the point from the noise of the Apiaos, she raised her hand and called to stop, "Stop! Are you all qualified? Fighting ghosts for such a small thing? Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, the rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendship. Is it all in vain?"

Ah Piao and the rest stopped beating the demon together, and looked at Xing Mo with a pitiful and resentful look.

Taking advantage of the absence of ghosts, Yao crawled out of the pile of ghosts with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and tremblingly stretched out his paws in the direction of Xing Mo. The Apiaos around him wanted to stop him, but thinking of what Xing Mo said just now, they left and right again. Embarrassed.

At this moment, Xing Mo kicked the demon away through the rag, and continued what he had just said in an extraordinarily noble and cool manner, "Let me tell you, when you encounter such a queue, you will be beaten up one by one! Hit harder! Look at each of you... You don't feel any relief from the beating!"

She doesn't care what the intentions of these Apiao are, in this situation, the one who can help her beat the demon to death is a good Apiao!

After receiving the order, Ah Piao happily dragged the demon who had just stretched out one claw back to the center of the ghost pile, lined up and beat them violently one by one.

This horrific gang fight lasted from midnight to early morning, and the Apiaos were all beaten red-eyed, and dragged back the ghosts who tried to slip away again and again to continue beating.

"help me……"

The ghost whose spirit body was beaten up several times, suddenly disappeared from the spot after saying these words.

"Huh? Why is it gone..."

"I haven't beaten him for Jiujiu yet, why are you walking so fast, really..."

"That's right, it caused us to queue for a long time for nothing..."

The Ah Piao who suddenly appeared were depressed, and Xing Mo, who was eating melons and watching the gang fight in this prosperous age, lost the skin of the melons and twirled a handful of soil at the place where the demons disappeared.

This feeling... is the art of possession? Tsk, the plot really can't be changed at will?
Standing up with a heavy face, Xing Mo, who originally planned to quickly end the mission with a blitzkrieg, sighed regretfully.

And at the same time as she sighed, sighs and sighs sounded like imitations beside her.

(End of this chapter)