The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

At this time, Mu Lingsang has returned to her normal human appearance, and the terrifying appearance of a monster has not been exposed.

It didn't surprise Bai Lin that he would appear again, but he didn't expect that the other party would appear in the sect so recklessly.

Isn't he afraid that Mu Qinghe will chop him up with a knife? !

Mu Lingsang hugged the piano and smiled coldly.

Yes, of course he is not afraid, he has enough excuses in his hands, if Mu Qinghe dares to act rashly, he will fight to the death before he dies.

"Little brother actually called me by my real name. He really didn't even want to call me senior. Mu Chengying has become a ghost. Should he call me senior brother?" In front of Mu Qinghe, he was so bold. provocative.

fart!

Bai Lin couldn't help cursing a dirty word in his heart, trembling with anger.

Mu Chengying didn't die because of him, how could he say such words that are inferior to birds/beasts?

And...and he also calls himself "Little Junior Brother", hey, if you want to be respected by others, you have to respect others first!

[You are 24K pure cannon fodder, it is too difficult for the villain to remember your name. 】

Hearing Tong Dae's make-up knife, Bai Lin was really having a hard time.

Sure enough, cannon fodder cannot be expected too much.

He only hoped that Master could remember the name Bai Lin.

"Why did you take the qin? Even if the qin is envoyed by the demons, it is very easy to go mad. Why risk your life to grab power?"

Bai Lin saw that he hadn't fallen into the state of becoming a demon yet, so he tried to reason with Mu Lingsang.

But he was so naive.

"Why do you want to take it?" Mu Lingsang raised her hand, and an evil spirit rushed towards Bai Lin, "This old bastard is too stubborn. This should belong to me, but he wants to leave it to you."

Bai Lin was startled.

Belonging to Mu Lingsang, does he have any relationship with Immortal Hexuan?

Mu Qinghe raised his hand casually to block that attack for Bai Lin, he didn't want to talk to Mu Lingsang, he said it during the battle that day.

[From now on, when we meet again, we will be enemies. ]

As soon as the sword energy moved, the Devil Slaughter Sword flew straight towards it, but Mu Qinghe, who had never missed a shot, missed this time.

Mu Lingsang's dexterity was completely different from before, and even Mu Qinghe was slightly stunned.

In just a few days, his power of evil has actually increased to this level. Now, there are countless people in the fairy world and the devil world who can compete with Mu Qinghe on one hand, and Mu Lingsang is not as good as Mu Chengying...

"You... sacrificed?"

Mu Qinghe looked at the small cut made by the evil spirit on his palm, recalled his magic sword, and stared at Mu Lingsang.

He knew that there was a secret recipe in the evil way, which was to use his own blood to make an unspeakable deal with the demon god.

Although this method can greatly enhance the power of the sacrificer in a short period of time, the greater the power obtained, the higher the price to pay.

When the power is exhausted, it is the time when the life of the sacrificer comes to an end.

Instead, Mu Lingsang turned around and laughed, as if mocking Mu Qinghe for still caring for him.

"Ha ha ha ha old man, hundreds of years have passed, and your brain is not working anymore?"

"Do you know how Mu Chengying died? I created a formation to lure this fool over, and then drained most of his blood!"

"It wasn't me who sacrificed, I sacrificed Mu Chengying, and in exchange for an incomparably wonderful power! Hahahaha..."

Bai Lin stood there, feeling cold all over his body.