The male supporting role in Quick Transmigration, please don't be a demon

Chapter 463 The Demon Lady of the Mozun Family 35
Duan Chengpeng knew it when he fought Mu Zuihuan.

Mu Zuihuan's cultivation is not as good as his.

But even though he surpassed her by a level, he didn't suppress her, on the contrary, the more he fought, the more powerless he became.

The final result was that Mu Zuihuan unceremoniously kicked him off, fell heavily on the ground, and smashed the solid ground into a deep hole.

Duan Chengpeng was in pain all over, as if his bones were broken by Mu Zuihuan's kick.

Lying in the deep pit, unable to move, he looked at Mu Zuihuan condescendingly looking down at him with a look of disbelief.

Mu Zuihuan raised his eyebrows: "How do you want to die?"

Duan Chengpeng: "..."

He suddenly remembered that when Mu Zuihuan was in trouble, someone asked her this question, how did she answer it?

With a sudden brain twitch, Duan Chengpeng said: "Old and dead."

Mu Zuihuan: "..."

He looked at Duan Chengpeng with a strange look on his face and said, "Yes."

Then, Mu Zuihuan simply killed Duan Chengpeng.

After taking Duan Chengpeng's space device away, Mu Zuihuan hummed a song and stepped back to the Qiyun fan.

Duan Chengpeng is an idiot.

Don’t you know how old you are?

People who are thousands of years old, making this request, isn't it courting death?
"Let's go, go back to the Nine Heavens Peak!"

Ruan Ling'er swallowed, and looked at Mu Zuihuan's eyes with envy.

This is the big guy at the top.

No matter how hard she tried, she could only look up and hug her thighs.

After returning to the Nine Heavens Peak, Ruan Ling'er fell into a new round of hard training.

While she was busy improving herself, the Xuanyu Sect was already in chaos due to the death of the lord.

Because of the death of the suzerain, the Xuanyu Sect directly issued a killing order to the entire Qianling Realm, and Mu Zuihuan was bound to be hunted down.

It is not known whether the killing order was issued because of the anger of the death of the head of the sect, or if it was a matter of face.

However, Xuanyu Sect was busy choosing the next sect leader after the execution order was issued.

Everyone wanted that position, each grouped together, got into quarrels and elections, and wanted to benefit themselves or their respective families.

None of the camps are willing to retreat.

The upper class is busy fighting for power, while other disciples are panicked.

A group of inner disciples gathered together, somewhat confused about the attitude of the elders.

"Didn't the suzerain announce to the outside world long before his death that Daoist Fuxin would be the next suzerain? Why didn't the elders mention this matter, instead they wanted to recommend someone else to take over?"

"Speaking such stupid things at this time, do you think everyone is a fool? Heh, who doesn't know about this? But some people want to pretend that they don't know, what can we do?"

"Unfortunately, I have no news about Daoist Fuxin, otherwise, I would have told the matter a long time ago, and let Daoist Fuxin come back quickly."

"What's the use of coming back?"

"That's right. Even if Daoist Fuxin is back, whether he can live in peace is a problem. The rumors about Xuanyuzong are still spreading, but Daoist Fuxin has not come back, maybe..."

Everyone was silent and dispersed.

Maybe what, everyone knows.

It is very possible that Lord Fu Xin has died outside.

After all, Daoist Fuxin is only a Taoist Huashen, how can there be any elders with high cultivation?
At this time, Fuxin was in a secret place.

While chasing Ruan Ling'er, he was suddenly sucked into a secret realm.

For half a year, he was saving his life and fleeing. Until now, he finally came to a palace that was dilapidated on the outside but extremely magnificent on the inside.

He didn't meet a single monk in the past six months. He thought he was the only one in this secret territory, but he never thought that after entering the palace, he ran into two monks, one old and one young.

The old man has a kind face and kind eyes, as if he was born with a smile.

The clothes are extremely simple, and there is no spiritual energy fluctuation in his body, just like a mortal.

And the girl next to him is a monk with a perfect foundation, born extremely watery, with a pair of clear eyes, so penetrating that she seems to be able to see through the darkness in others' hearts.

Fu Xin didn't dare to think that the people who could go to the palace were really a combination of mortals and disciples of the Foundation Establishment period.

He bowed to the old man, but he didn't approach, or greeted the old man.

The old man also nodded kindly towards him, then lowered his head and patted the girl's head beside him: "My son, follow me as a teacher."

Sheng Luo glanced at her master, then at Fu Xin.

I don’t know why, even though it was my first time to see this man with an outstanding appearance, but...

She clutched her heart.

She couldn't express this feeling, she just felt that they might meet again.

He nodded towards his master, crossed Fuxin, and walked away after only a few steps.

Fu Xin stood where she was, neither looked back nor walked forward.

Instead, he frowned and always felt that something was weird.

Thinking of those clean eyes just now, Fu Xin unconsciously thought of Ruan Ling'er's smart eyes.

I don't know that the girl who can chat after only meeting once is doing well now.

Fuxin took a deep breath.

Now he can't find a way to leave the secret realm, so he can only spend it here temporarily.

The old and the young in this palace came first, maybe everything that should be taken away was taken away.

Thinking so, Fu Xin didn't turn around and leave.

It's all here, even if there is nothing left, you have to take a good look.

In fact, even if Fu Xin turns around and leaves, he may not really be able to leave.

This palace is easy to enter, but difficult to get out.

Unless someone passed the test of the palace master, was recognized by the palace, and accepted the inheritance.

And now Fu Xin doesn't know at all, after the old man left, his current state is that he is in the palace, but not in the palace he just set foot in.

He entered into a mysterious and mysterious state, unconsciously recalling bits and pieces of his self-cultivation in his mind.

It's like forgetting the present and going back to the past, starting from scratch.

……

Mu Zuihuan threw Ruan Ling'er to practice, and traveled around with Chang Ge.

There is no purpose, while playing, while seeing injustice, I will intervene.

By the way, listen to the news about Xuan Yuzong from everywhere.

What surprised her was that it was okay for the shameless group of Xuan Yuzong to place Duan Chengpeng's death on her head, after all, she did it.

But what does it mean to put Fu Xin's death on her head?
And even made up a story.

It is said that she, Mu Zuihuan, fell in love with Fuxin's beauty, but Fuxin refused to follow suit, so she killed Fuxin in a fit of rage, scattered her soul, made her body into a puppet, and kept a good life appreciate.

Mu Zuihuan almost laughed angrily at the rumor.

"It's as if someone has seen it."

Changge smiled lightly, as if he didn't take it to heart, but asked softly, "Huanhuan also thinks that Fuxin is very beautiful?"

"not bad."

The smile on Changge's face deepened, and he repeated: "Is it not bad?"

"It can only be good. It's not as good as I don't say, and it's even worse than you." Mu Zui looked at him with a smile, "Some beauties will get tired and get tired after looking at them for a long time. True beauty. Changge has such beauty.

Not just the looks, but the temperament. "

Changge lowered his eyes: "Don't think that if you praise me like this, I don't care about what you say about other men."

"Ah, Chang Ge is so stingy."

"Yeah. I'm just that stingy."

"Then what to do, maybe the chance to get along in the future..."

Changge hugged Mu Zuihuan, regardless of her bone age being only over ten years old, he lifted her chin and pressed a kiss forcefully, with two words flowing between his lips and teeth: "No."

Mu Zuihuan bent his eyes and pushed him away: "In this case, I can only drive Ling'er out of the Nine Heavens Peak. Who told me to value sex over friends."

　It might end tomorrow.

　　Ah, my brain suddenly stuck_(:з」∠)_
　　
　
(End of this chapter)