Rebirth Douluo My Martial Soul is the Twelve Talismans

"It's okay, the kid slept like a baby." Ye Lingling said.

The next day, the little girl looked at Mo Xie with a pair of panda eyes, somewhat depressed.

"Big brother, you were so fierce last night. I heard my big sister scream so hard." The little girl said with a pout.

Mo Xie's face turned dark when he heard this. He looked at Ye Lingling with a depressed look and said, "Lingling, please explain to me. Is this what you call sleeping to death?"

"Well, maybe she woke up in the middle of the night." Ye Lingling said awkwardly.

Mo Xie was speechless, now was not the time to discuss this.

"Hurry up and clean up. Let's leave now." Mo Xie said.

Ye Lingling nodded and went back to the house to pack her luggage in embarrassment.

It was fate that we met. Mo Xie secretly put some gold soul coins when he left, and then left here.

More than a month later, Mo Xie followed Qian Renxue to a small town.

Looking at this small town, Mo Xie knew that this was the entrance to the Killing City, but he didn't know whether the entrance had changed.

"Dad, come with me." Qian Renxue held Mo Xie's hand and said.

The town was not big, so Mo Xie was taken to a tavern after a long circuit.

"Eh? Why are you back, Young Sect Leader?" the waiter looked at Qian Renxue and said.

"What's going on with Xiaoxue? Could it be that you control the city of killing?" Mo Xie asked with some confusion.

"There is no control over it. It's just that the soul power and soul skills will be suppressed after coming to the killing city, so those of us who mainly practice magic here can have a better time." Qian Renxue said.

"Magic power, do you still have both magic power and soul power?" Mo Xie looked at Qian Renxue and asked.

"Well, actually I have also cultivated demonic energy, and we are in charge here." Qian Renxue said.

The waiter looked at Mo Xie with some confusion and asked, "Young Sect Master, who is this?"

"This is the sect master who has been hated by the master for decades." Qian Renxue said.

"It turns out that the sect master looks like this, and he's not as handsome as me!" The waiter said narcissistically as he watched Mo Xie take out the mirror he carried with him.

Mo Xie's mouth twitched slightly when he heard the waiter's words. He really didn't understand how Bibi Dong managed it, and why his subordinates were so skinny.

"Dad, don't mind. This is how the sect is managed. Apart from formal occasions and tasks, they are very casual." Qian Renxue said.

"Dad, look at me. Can I be worthy of being the Young Sect Master?" The waiter came forward shamelessly and looked at Mo Xie.

At this time, Qian Renxue's face turned dark. Although her name was Mo Xie's father, they were not the real father and daughter. She still wanted to counterattack and take over!

"Which one should you fight or should I?" Mo Xie asked, looking at the dark-faced Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue clenched her fists, forced a smile to Mo Xie and said, "It's up to me. If this guy doesn't have a Fang Jie Wa for three days, I have to teach him a lesson."

"Come on, young master, I'm ready. Do you want to whip or drip wax?" the waiter said, taking out two red candles and a small leather whip from nowhere.

"Boom!" A huge mace appeared in Qian Renxue's hand.

"Don't worry, I've prepared the tools myself." Qian Renxue waved the mace and struck the waiter.

"Ah~ It's so comfortable. Sure enough, the young master's stick is so comfortable." The waiter flew out of the door with an intoxicated look on his face.

"Okay, Dad, let's go!" Qian Renxue said as she put away her mace.

"Wait, Young Master, can you give me another mallet?" the waiter quickly crawled back to the tavern and said.

Mo Xie looked at the perseverant waiter, glanced at the angry Qian Renxue and said, "Xiaoxue, you are not harsh enough. You see he is still in the mood to beg for a beating."

Qian Renxue was stunned. The guy in front of her didn't play according to the routine at all. She lowered her head in doubt and muttered: "Am I so gentle when I hit people? Why are so many people begging to be beaten?"

"Dad, he is humiliating me. I am going to use my power this time." Qian Renxue pulled Mo Xie aside, concentrated the power of Mo Xie on the mace and hit the waiter hard.

"Oh~ this tastes really strong." After the waiter said this, he fainted with happiness on his face.

Mo Xie's mouth twitched slightly as he watched this scene. He looked at Qian Renxue with some confusion and asked, "Xiaoxue, it seems you are quite popular in the Demon Sect!"

"Of course, I was rated as the most perfect partner in their eyes." Qian Renxue raised her head proudly.

When other people saw the waiter lying on the ground, they ran over excitedly.

"Young Master, you and I can't be partial, just let me accept the whipping of your love!"

"Go away, do you know what first come, first served is?" a waiter said.

"What, please tell me clearly who arrived first." As he said that, the two waiters struggled with each other.

Mo Xie covered his face and couldn't bear to look at this scene. As the leader of the sect, he felt too embarrassed.

"Okay, hurry up and line up, I will give you a mallet each." Qian Renxue said.

The two waiters who were fighting each other, and the sect personnel who were fighting Qiufeng in the tavern, stood in a row like obedient little dolls, waiting for Qian Renxue to come with a stick.

"Bang!" A waiter fell down, and another drinking sect disciple caught him.

An hour later, the tavern was filled with demon disciples, leaving behind a group of evil people drinking Bloody Mary, squatting aside and shivering.

"Dad, I'm really tired. Why do so many perverts like to be beaten by me?" Qian Renxue said breathlessly.

Mo Xie was speechless. He also wanted to know how these people's brains worked. There were so many beautiful things in the world, why did they hang themselves from a tree? Even if they hanged from a tree, there was no need to be beaten!

"I don't know, let's go in quickly!" Mo Xie said.

"Oh, I'll take you in right now." Qian Renxue said.

Qian Renxue opened the mechanism, and a dark passage immediately appeared under the counter.

Several people followed Qian Renxue to the Killing City.

"Hey! There are new people here, and there are also some beauties." A buck-toothed man looked at Mo Xie and said.

"Big...brother, the men will make...bloody...Bloody Marys, and the women will be for big...brother to play with." A stuttering, dark, short, fat man said.

"Haha, I'll reward you when big brother has had enough fun." The buck-toothed man said while looking at the swarthy short fat man.

"When I... Big Brother and I have had enough fun, I will... reward... you again." The swarthy little fat man said to a tall and thin man beside him.

"I'll reward you after I've had enough fun with my eldest brother's eldest brother." The tall and thin man said to the muscular man beside him.

"Wait until I play with my eldest brother's eldest brother's eldest brother..."

"Stop, you guys are playing idiom solitaire!" Before the muscular man could finish speaking, Mo Xie interrupted their text solitaire.

"Brother, if you've had enough fun, can you play with me? My little brother is still waiting!"

"Brother, can you play? My little brother, I, and my little brother's little brother are still waiting!"

Mo Xie looked at the group of people in front of him speechlessly, and said to Qian Renxue: "Xiaoxue should not be from our Demon Sect!"

"No, these should be the scum here. Dad, please see how cowardly they are." Qian Renxue said.