save the cannon fodder

Before the two could go forward, an astonishing coercion spread from Mu Qingyi, swept the entire food hall like a tide, and spread to the market. The bustling market suddenly fell silent as if the still button had been pressed. When they got down, the passers-by stopped and looked at the place where the coercion came from with horror on their faces.

Who has such coercion, could it be that some venerable came out of the mountain.

And the two who faced such coercion couldn't resist, spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained the white clothes red, and fell straight down.

Under the coercion, the male protagonist Song Yi'an used his whole body's spiritual power to barely stand up, supporting Cui Guxue beside him, and the two supported each other with strength.

On the other hand, Yao Jing'er felt as if she was crushed to the ground by a huge mountain when the coercion hit, and her fake Golden Core Stage cultivation base couldn't resist it at all.

The people watching the theater in the pavilion were sweating profusely, they were running all the spiritual power in their dantians to resist, and they were able to stand up. The monks with low cultivation had already passed out.

Mu Qing's eyes were gloomy, and when she pressed her fingertips hard, the storage bag was annihilated in an instant, and the three thousand spirit stones were turned into a piece of ashes. A gust of wind blew by, and the ashes were all blown on Yao Jing'er's face. Yao Jinger was crushed by the coercion. His flushed face was covered with a layer of ashes.

Yao Jing'er lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, unable to move, her face turning blue and turning pale, her eyes filled with resentment, staring angrily at Cui Guxue's hand on Song Yi'an.

It's all the fault of this woman, the elder brother was bewitched by her, so he didn't come to help her.

Yao Jing'er, who was lying on her stomach, stared angrily at Mu Qingyi, who was holding the cat and was depressed, and yelled viciously at her,

"Hey, woman over there, do you know who I am? I'm the eldest lady of the Yao family. If you offend me, don't even think about getting out of this world of cultivating immortals alive. Why don't you hurry up and get rid of your damn coercion?" Take it back."

"Send that stinky cat to this fairy, for the sake of that stinky cat, I can let you go."

Song Yi'an, who was barely standing, was furious when he heard her words, and was almost laughed at by her, how could his junior sister be so brainless, and dare to be so arrogant because of the Yao family.

Although the Yao family is a family of cultivators with profound heritage, there is only one patriarch in the transformation stage, not even one in the tribulation stage, so they are not comparable to other clans of cultivators.

The woman in front of me, no matter how she has reached the Nascent Soul stage, is rare in this world of cultivating immortals. In all major sects and cultivating families, she also wants to worship as a guest minister and worship her well.

Song Yi'an was speechless, but she was still a disciple of the Immortal Demon Sect, and he was a senior brother, so he had no choice but to apologize for her.

Song Yi'an dragged his heavy body, bowed respectfully to Mu Qing, and said in a sincere tone: "Senior, please forgive me, junior sister doesn't know etiquette, offended senior and your pet, I hope there are a lot of seniors, don't care about junior sister rude."

Hearing Song Yi'an begging for mercy, Yao Jing'er became anxious, "Brother, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Song Yi'an gave her a stern look, with warning in her eyes, Yao Jing'er silenced under his gaze, and lowered her head decadently.

Mu Qing also lowered her eyes, and caressed the kitten with her fingers. The pressure on her body avoided the cat in her arms, and she turned a blind eye to Song Yi'an's apology. The pressure persisted, and even strengthened.

Since her kitten followed her, it belonged to her. She would not allow others to touch her, not even verbally.

Seeing such a scene, Ye Ling in her arms knew that they had offended Sister Fairy, so she ignored them and didn't have any thoughts of begging for mercy for them. Anyway, she went to the Fairy Demon Sect to have fun, and she didn't have a deep relationship with them , It’s just taking the name of a junior sister, since it makes the fairy sister unhappy, let’s take it well.

She licked her hair and nestled into Mu Qingyi's arms, the embrace of the fairy sister is so soft.

Song Yi'an, who bowed to stand up, was stiff at the waist, but he didn't wait for any response, and felt the coercion on his body gradually strengthened.

Cui Guxue beside him frowned, took a step forward slowly, stood side by side with Song Yi'an, bent down to salute, and said in a slow voice: "I have offended you so much, I hope the fairy will forgive me. Elder Ke Qing, I hope the fairy will consider it."

The elder Keqing of the Immortal Demon Sect is the dream of many monks. The Immortal Demon Sect is rich in cultivation resources, and it can even save a hundred years of cultivation for monks to advance. Even many monks in the transformation stage want to be.

The woman in red in front of her should be at the Nascent Soul stage. Judging by the coercion, she is not inferior to the suzerain. If she can recruit her, the strength of the sect will be greatly increased, and this deadlock can be resolved. She does not believe that there are monks who will I am not moved by the elder Ke Qing.

Mu Qing also sneered, raised his eyes, and looked at the two people who were worshiping with half a smile, gently playing with the cat's ears in his hand, Elder Ke Qing?Ask her, a demon, to be an elder guest.

Seeing Mu Qing's movement, Cui Guxue thought she was moved, and continued to persuade: "The Immortal Demon Sect has a lot of resources for cultivating immortals, and it will surely ensure that the fairy will cultivate to the stage of transformation within a hundred years." At that time, their sect will add another Being a cultivator in Huashenqi period, he will definitely become famous.

Mu Qing also raised his eyebrows playfully, "Oh, Elder Ke Qing." A sharp black sword condensed in the air, lingering in black air, with extremely thin profits, "Then this deity should be able to deal with disrespectful elders."

As soon as the words fell, the sharp sword cut through the void and went straight to Yao Jing'er on the ground.

Before Song Yi'an and Cui Guxue could react, the black sword had already thrust out.

Yao Jing'er watched the black sword stabbing towards her in horror, and hurriedly crushed the jade pendant on her chest. There was a teleportation array inside, which was left for her by the ancestor of the Yao family, and she could summon the ancestor in a crisis.

A flash of white light flashed, and the flying sword instantly disappeared into nothingness. A figure emerged from the white light, and the white light dispersed. An old man with silver hair, wrinkled face, and cloudy eyes stood in front of Yao Jing'er.

This person is Yao Zhen, the patriarch of the Yao family in the period of transforming into gods.

Yao Zhen glanced at Yao Jing'er on the ground like a falcon, and with a wave of his sleeve, the coercion on Yao Jing'er disappeared. He glanced at Mu Qingyi who was sitting. For some reason, he couldn't detect it on this person. Any spiritual fluctuations, but the coercion on her body is overwhelming, she must not be a mortal, and her cultivation may be higher than him.

Seeing Yao Jinger's embarrassed face, Yao Zhen frowned, and said in a strict voice, "What's the matter? Didn't you tell you to use this jade pendant with caution?"

After the coercion dissipated, Yao Jing'er quickly got up, and when she heard the old ancestor's stern reprimand, she pointed at Mu Qingyi and said aggrievedly, "Old ancestor, that woman wants to kill me."

The ancestor would give her whatever she wanted since she was a child. She doted on her very much and never yelled at her. The children of the same clan would not be favored by the ancestor at all. It was built with the medicine that came.

This time, the ancestor will definitely protect her.

Yao Zhen's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned to look at Mu Qingyi who was holding the cat. This person's cultivation was unknown, and he didn't know why he wanted to kill her.

However, Yao Jinger cannot die. He has been stuck in the middle stage of transformation for nearly a hundred years, and his lifespan is approaching. Yao Jinger is the best candidate for him to break through this bottleneck. let her die.

Yao Zhen suppressed the look in his eyes, exuded the coercion of the transformation stage, looked at the woman in red in front, "I don't know why this fellow daoist wants to kill the juniors of my clan."

Mu Qing was also calm and composed, not affected by his coercion at all. He looked at the old man in front of him coldly, slightly parted his red lips, and said mockingly: "Why, the young one can't grab the old one."

Mu Qing raised his jaw slightly, his brows were cold, and he didn't pay attention to Yao Zhen, who was in the mid-stage of transformation. This person's aura was muddy, resentful, evil, and even devilish. It was even more chaotic than the devil's breath , I think he must have done a lot of unconscionable things.

Yao Zhen's brows were tightly furrowed. Since he entered the stage of transformation, few people dared to talk to him like this. Even if they did, it became the nourishment for him to advance.

"Fellow Daoist, be careful, I don't know what this junior is bothering you, so why would you say something for her?"

Mu Qing also rubbed the little cat's head, not intending to talk nonsense with him, a few black sharp swords condensed in the air again, stabbing towards Yao Jing'er's throat.

Since you are so good at talking, let you be speechless.

The stabbed sword stopped in front of Yao Jing'er, and then dissipated. Yao Zhen's face was ashen, and he waved his sleeve to block the sword.

The coercion of the transformation stage was fully exerted, the surrounding tables and chairs were cracked, and sawdust was flying. Song Yi'an and Cui Guxue couldn't resist the coercion, they fell to the ground and passed out.

For a while, Yao Zhen and Yao Jing'er were the only ones standing in the pavilion.

Under this coercion, Mu Qing also sat calmly, the table was intact, the kitten in her arms turned over, buried her head in her arms, and fell asleep peacefully.

Caressing the soft hair of the kitten, Mu Qing also exuded the coercion of his whole body, forcefully suppressing Yao Zhen's coercion back.

Compared with coercion, the coercion of the devil is much stronger than you monks, not to mention, her cultivation level is one level higher than his.

Yao Zhen looked at Mu Qingyi in disbelief, how could it be possible, how could her coercion be so strong, even if she was one level higher than him, it couldn't be so strong.

Yao Zhen struggled to resist the coercion, and glanced at Yao Jing'er who was standing behind him, his eyes were gloomy, as long as he lived, Yao Jing'er who hadn't lost her cultivation was fine, as for whether she was injured, it had no effect on him. Not much, there is no need to fight with a monk whose cultivation base is higher than his.

After thinking about it for a while, Yao Zhen said to Mu Qingyi: "Senior, I have no grievances or enmity with senior, I think it is not enough to kill each other, I would like to take a step back, as long as senior saves my life and cultivation as a junior. But, how."

After hearing these words, Mu Qing also sneered for a moment, this cultivation level is not comparable, so he compromised so quickly, he thought he would do his best to protect Yao Jinger, but it is true, such a person whose life is dying, Those who are greedy for life and afraid of death have no courage to speak of.

Hehe, this Yao Jinger still has to go through the plot, how could she die, teach her a lesson so that she can remember what happened today.

Mu Qing also hooked his lips into a smile, his eyes full of sarcasm, "Of course."

Yao Jing'er, who listened to the whole process, looked at her ancestor in disbelief. Did the ancestor abandon her like this?

Facing her gaze, Yao Zhen's expression remained the same, but it was just a little flesh injury, and it would be fine if he applied some elixir.

Flesh injury?If Mu Qing also knew what he was thinking, she would definitely sneer a few times. Her magic sword hurt not only the flesh, but also the soul.

Mu Qingyi condensed the black sword again, and stabbed straight at it. A shrill scream echoed in the pavilion. Mu Qingyi covered the kitten's eyes and ears with both hands, preventing it from seeing this miserable scene.

Ye Ling nestled obediently without struggling. Even though she was not afraid of this kind of scene, since Sister Fairy wouldn't let her watch it, she didn't watch it.