"Who does Master remember through me?!"

Mo Sheng's words suddenly seemed a little dark, and he unconsciously grabbed Xingli's wrist with a little force.

That force made Xingli sober.

"Huh?" Xingli didn't pay attention to Mo Sheng's words.

Mo Sheng felt Xingli's doubts, thinking she was warning him not to meddle in her affairs.

"I'm sorry, Master, the apprentice has surpassed, so Master have a good rest."

After finishing speaking, he left Xingli's Liyou Pavilion in a panic.

.......

In Mo Sheng's own room.

Mo Sheng leaned on the head of the bed in pain, half closed his eyes, looking a little embarrassed and in pain.

His body couldn't help trembling, he bit his lips tightly, otherwise he would make the slightest sound.

pain!

Unbearable pain!

The skills of the demon clan and the skills of the world of cultivating immortals confront each other in Mo Sheng's body all the time.

The Nether Cultivation Technique is extremely domineering, and Mo Sheng almost exhausted all his talents to suppress the bloodthirsty violence of the Nether Cultivation Technique.

His current cultivation base is not enough, he can't fully control it at all, and in order to cover up the traces that he has been practicing Nether Technique.

Then every time when burning the swallowing meridians and running the traces of the Nether Technique, he always wanted to make Mo Sheng die of pain.

After half an hour.

Mo Sheng lay limp on the bed, exhausted beyond words.

The wound that had just solidified on his body began to bleed again, staining the quilt and sheets in large swaths.

Mo Sheng feebly stuffed himself with a few healing pills, and then fell into a deep sleep.

He doesn't care about anything else...

he is so tired...

.....

In a daze.

Mo Sheng suddenly felt someone came into his room.

With the vigilance of avoiding danger many times, Mo Sheng stood up abruptly, picked up his life at the side with his hand, and opened his eyes to look at the person coming.

Mo Sheng looked at Liang Yin, who was tightly wrapped in a purple robe, and suddenly felt a little funny.

"Is it wrapped like that because it's shameful?"

Liang Yin looked at the knife in Mo Sheng's hand, and at the wounds all over his body, "Why are you still alive after this?"

Mo Sheng raised his brows, "That may disappoint you too much, I am a lucky person~"

Liang Yin looked at Mo Sheng's arrogant appearance, his eyes were full of ferocity under the wrapped face, "That's why! Your dantian has recovered!"

After knowing the whole thing, Liang Yin seemed to be stimulated, and directly aimed the dart in his hand at Mo Sheng's gate.

Mo Sheng caught it with his bare hands and returned it directly, as if he didn't use his spiritual power.

Liang Yin missed the blow, directly took out a bag from his arms, and threw it in Mo Sheng's face.

Mo Sheng subconsciously closed his eyes and held his breath.

Liang Yin continued to fight Mo Sheng with a dagger in his hand.

Liang Yin's purpose is very simple, what he wants is Mo Sheng's death.

Now is when he is weak, so what Liang Yin wants is a hit!

Don't give Mo Sheng a chance to grow up.

But Mo Sheng forgot that there are so many killers in Qiansha Pavilion who never return. Doesn't it prove that Mo Sheng is not so easy to handle now?

Liang Yin is currently in the mid-Gold Core stage at most, and compared with Mo Sheng who has already stepped into the Nascent Soul, it is not a little bit worse.

In the blink of an eye, the two had gone through more than a dozen moves, and Liang Yin had already fallen into decline.

Liang Yin saw that Mo Sheng was still so strong even when he was weak, and knew that he had no chance to kill him.

Then he changed his strategy and fell into Mo Sheng's arms.

Breathing out orchids, Liang Yin's legs wrapped around Mo Sheng under the body wrapped in purple robes.

Almost, Mo Sheng threw Liang Yin away the moment he touched it.

Liang Yin was not annoyed by being still on the ground by Mo Sheng. Instead, he sculpted a shape that could show his perfect figure, lifted his veil lightly, blinked those misty eyes, and spoke in a rather pitiful tone, " Senior brother~ why are you so fierce to others?"

Mo Sheng looked at Liang Yin, who seemed to be schizophrenic, and said in a sharp tone, with a hint of sternness, "Get out!"

Hearing this, Liang Yin directly raised his hand to wipe away his tears, raised his tear-filled eyes, "Brother, I just love you so much~"

"Brother will forgive Yinyin, right?"

Mo Sheng looked at the delicate and pretentious Liang Yin, feeling so disgusted.

What kind of trouble is this?

One second he raised a knife and slashed at someone, and the next second, "Brother, I just love you so much~"

Mo Sheng looked at Liang Yin's contrived look, and his thoughts were all over after killing her.

Mo Sheng called Liang Yin angry, and took a sharp breath, but there was still some powder from Liang Yin in the air, I don't know what it was.

Almost at the moment when it entered the lungs, Mo Sheng felt his blood surge.

vomit--

Spit out a mouthful of blood.

Blood flowed down his fingers, and Mo Sheng directly put the knife on Liang Yin's neck, "What is it? Hand over the antidote!"

Mo Sheng didn't mean to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all, and directly strangled Liang Yin's neck with a bloodstain.

Liang Yin scolded Mo Sheng a hundred times in his heart, but the smile on his face became even brighter.

"Brother, why are you so rude to others~"

Liang Yin began to cry in a sobbing storm.

Mo Sheng's face became darker and darker.

"Playing stupid?!"

The knife came closer.

Liang Yin could feel the pain.

He couldn't continue acting anymore, got up, and pushed Mo Sheng's knife away from himself, "There is no antidote."

"How could this be poison? How could Yinyin adore Senior Brother so much and poison Senior Brother?"

"Liang Yin! You make me sick!"

Mo Sheng looked at Liang Yin's good acting skills, the corners of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc, and when he sucked in his big hand, Mo Sheng grabbed Liang Yin's neck in his hand.

Mo Sheng kept tightening his hands, really trying to strangle Liang Yin to death.

At first, Liang Yin thought that Mo Sheng was intimidating himself to force him to hand over the antidote, but seeing Mo Sheng's big hand that kept tightening and it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe.

Liang Yin began to beat Mo Sheng's hand, making a "uh uh..." sound.

Liang Yin couldn't break free from that hand like a pair of pliers.

Just when Liang Yin thought he was about to be strangled to death by Mo Sheng, Mo Sheng loosened the restraint and also untied the restraint on Liang Yin, "Next time, look at me with those disgusting eyes! I will definitely strangle you to death!" you!"

Liang Yin knew that Mo Sheng was not joking!

She hurried away.

She's glad she's still alive.

She shouldn't have provoked this lunatic!

be afraid!

Liang Yin touched his injured neck and cursed, "Crazy!"

After speaking, he wrapped his clothes and left quickly.

I still have to go to the Thousand Killing Pavilion to negotiate.

.........

Qiansha Pavilion.

Liang Yin knocked on the door.

knock knock --

Creak, the door opened.

"The master doesn't want to see you."

After leaving Liang Yin with such a sentence, he immediately closed the door.

Liang Yin didn't seem to expect that Qiansha Pavilion could treat him like this.

Unconvinced, he knocked on the door again.

With a little anger and resentment.

"I want to see the pavilion master!"

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