Report to the Lord God, the Demon King has the ability to read minds

Mo Xin calmly took out the retrospective mirror, stretched out his index finger, and gently pressed it. A drop of blood oozed out from his fingertips like a ruby ​​and dripped onto the mirror.

The mirror seemed to have life, and it slowly absorbed the drop of blood into it, emitting a dazzling silver light.

Mo Xin controlled it with her spiritual sense, showing the scene she wanted to show to the world.

The scene in the flashback mirror started from when she met Simu and his group, and when it reached the place where Bian Yang was injured, the speed was deliberately slowed down so that they could see it more clearly.

Simu widened his eyes and stared at the screen closely, not missing any details.

But no matter how he looked or stared, he couldn't see any sign of abnormality from Mo Xin, nor could he tell that it was he who did it.

Simu couldn't help but doubt himself.

Was he really wrong?

Junior brother was not injured by the person in front of him.

Instead, someone was hiding in the dark and hurt his junior brother when they were not paying attention.

But how to explain what this brat said before?

If it was really this brat who did it, and they didn't realize it was him even in this slow-motion video, then this brat is really scary.

In the retrospective mirror, the images are still playing, clearly showing the entire process of the incident.

Everyone stared at the screen intently, and saw Simu attacking the victim from behind like a ghost.

When Mo Xin approached Simu, their conversation was difficult to hear because the sound of the retrospective mirror was too low.

This made everyone present curious. What on earth were they talking about?

The captain of the law enforcement team looked at Simu with cold eyes. His eyes were like a sharp sword, piercing Simu's heart.

His voice was cold and majestic, echoing throughout the space like a bell of judgment.

"Is this what you call a disturbance? If the bad guys are the first to complain, what else do you have to say?"

The captain's question was like thunder, exploding in Simu's ears.

Simu's face turned pale instantly, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word. His heart was filled with fear and despair, he knew that no matter what he said, it would be very pale and powerless in front of this image.

The captain's eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He stared at Simu closely, not missing any of his subtle expressions.

"I...I..." Simu stuttered, "I misunderstood. My junior brother's eyes were stabbed in front of me. I didn't see who did it. He was the closest to us at the time, and I thought he was the one who hurt my junior brother. My junior brother and I have had a good relationship since we were young. I watched my junior brother get hurt, and I was so angry at the time that I lost my mind and attacked this little brother. Now that I have seen this image, I know that I misunderstood this little brother.

My dear brother, I misunderstood you. I apologize to you for what I did before. Please forgive my mistake." Simu bowed to Mo Yin humbly to apologize, but his tightly clenched hands showed that he was not at peace in his heart. He probably hated her.

Simu's voice trembled, as fragile as a candle in the wind.

His lips moved, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to express it. His eyes were full of regret and self-blame, like a wounded beast licking its wounds alone.

Mo Yin looked at Simu quietly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

Her expression was cold and firm, like an iceberg, standing tall in the cold wind.

Simu became even more anxious when he saw that Mo Xin did not respond. He bowed deeply and said, "My dear brother, I know that my apology cannot make up for the harm I have caused you, but please believe me, I really regret it. If you need any compensation, I will do my best to meet your requirements."

Mo Xin still didn't say anything, just looked at Si Mu silently.

She didn't believe Simu's lies.

Simu is apologizing to the ghost.

She didn't believe that a person who protected his junior fellow student from doing evil and bullying men and women could change his ways and sincerely repent. This was simply a fantasy!

After hearing what Simu said, the captain of the law enforcement team's eyes did not waver at all, and remained cold and steady, like an unshakable iceberg.

His eyes revealed an unquestionable firmness, as if telling Simu: "You handle your own affairs."

“You apologized, but I don’t forgive you.

Who says that as long as you apologize, you can be forgiven? "

Simu's lowered eyes could not conceal his gloomy and cruel look.

Damn you bitch, you have no shame!

It seemed as if the law enforcement team were just here for a visit.

After the law enforcement team left, Simu glared at Mo Yin fiercely, as if to say, "Just wait, I'll go get some help!" Then he left too.

Mo Xin also returned to the inn.

The group of students who had dragged her out went crazy until the evening before returning. As soon as they came back, she gathered them together.

Twenty students were gathered in Mo Xin's yard, but the yard did not seem crowded.

"Be careful when you play against Anyun College. I just beat their commander this afternoon. Be careful that they may use dirty tricks on you on the field." Mo Xin reminded with a serious face.

However, the students did not seem to be worried at all. They were only concerned about whether the fight in the afternoon was won.

Mo Xin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and replied, "Of course I won."

Mo Xin talked to them for a while, told them to have a good rest, and then let them go.

Meanwhile, there was a conversation going on at Anyun College. The students of Anyun College were very angry when they learned that their teacher had been blinded by the young teacher of Qingshan College.

"The alchemist said that your master's eyesight cannot be restored. From now on, he will have to be blind. My poor junior brother, how could he meet such a vicious person..."

Simu sat on the chair, supporting his forehead with his hands, covering his eyes, his shoulders trembling.

In the eyes of others, Simu was crying sadly.

"This is too much!" a student said angrily, "The teacher of Qingshan Academy is so cruel. We must avenge our teacher!"

"Right! We can't let our teacher suffer this harm in vain. We must make the teacher from Qingshan Academy pay the price!" another student echoed.

"But what should we do?" a rational student asked, "We can't just go and seek revenge on that Qingshanyuan teacher. This will only make things worse."

"Isn't he the commander? We can't handle the commander, but can't we handle his students? The rules only say not to hurt people's lives, but they don't say you can't do anything else. As long as no one dies, isn't that fine?"

A student with a cunning face laughed grimly. The laughter was chilling, like the screaming of a night owl in the dark, or the rustling sound of a poisonous snake crawling in the grass.