HCB Chapter 1372 They Are Not That Bad
Chapter 1372 They Are Not That Bad
Mu Qingzhou lent a hand in time and rescued Ye Sui'an who was in trouble.
The boy's slender and beautiful hand was already torn into pieces.
But he seemed not to feel the pain. He took advantage of the moment of escape to suddenly pull the whip, close the distance between him and the opponent, and then hit his fragile throat with an elbow.
"Well!"
The demon cultivator opened his mouth uncontrollably in pain.
Ye Sui'an took the opportunity to stuff the explosive talisman in his hand into the other person's mouth.
"You want to hit me, right?" There was a hint of coldness between his brows, but the corners of his lips were still smiling, and he pronounced the last word with a strong emphasis, "I asked you to hit me! I can't kill you if I don't hit you!"
Ye Sui'an has never had a good temper. When he is in pain, he naturally has to make the culprit feel even more pain, so that he can feel better.
Such brutal behavior frightened the remaining demon cultivators so much that they became somewhat hesitant.
Grass.
How come this talisman cultivator is even more ruthless than those sword cultivators?
Not even a complete corpse was left.
Mu Qingzhou glanced at it and then looked away, his eyes twitching wildly and his lips turning even paler. "With so many demon cultivators, can't your Ye family ask for help?"
He approached Ye Sui'an, coughed, and asked in a low voice.
"How do we ask for help?" Ye Sui'an seized the opportunity to protect himself and quickly swallowed a few pills, his tone tinged with sarcasm. "The five sects are already struggling to take care of themselves, how can we rely on the other families?"
"Give me a break."
He smiled. "Do you think the demons won't notice such a big move? It's just that it doesn't harm their own interests. Those old guys will just keep their own people in their shells."
Anyway, it’s better for me to die than for my fellow Taoist to die. It’s the Ye family that’s in trouble, not them.
Mu Qingzhou paused.
After all, he was not from the world of cultivation, and he was not very clear about the complicated thoughts of these people below him, but he was smart enough and understood Ye Sui'an's implication after a little thought.
"The lips and teeth are interdependent." He sighed slightly.
It’s not that those people don’t understand, they just rely on luck.
They may all have the same idea: can the demons really slaughter the entire cultivation world?
Anyway, as long as the sects they are targeting draw their firepower over, maybe the remaining ones can be saved.
And it is not without benefits for them. After all, there are only so many resources in the world of cultivation. The five sects have been seriously injured, and the Ye family, which is also a noble family, has been hit hard again. The remaining families may be able to take the opportunity to divide up the extra resources.
why not?
such a pity……
This matter has become a complete commotion.
The demon clan, the devil clan and a ghost cultivator, all three forces were eliminated this time.
The world of cultivation does not have an advantage in terms of numbers, and some people are unwilling to devote themselves. If this continues, the situation will only get worse.
Mu Qingzhou lowered his eyes to hide the mockery that flashed across his eyes.
But even though they knew it clearly, they really couldn't do anything to those people.
We can’t lure the demon cultivators into their territory, right?
Regardless of whether this trick can succeed, it will make people feel guilty.
They are not so wicked as to be so vile.
And if they really do that, there is a high probability that they will be nailed to the pillar of shame in the world of cultivation and be infamous for eternity, right?
You don't have to.
Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that Gu Xia had said before that they would be willing.
Mu Qingzhou couldn't help but feel a little curious.
If it were Gu Xia, what would she do?
The young man raised his eyes and looked towards the battlefield in the distance. All he saw was the pitch-black demonic energy, and he could even faintly hear the continuous banging sounds.
"..."
Mu Qingzhou's mouth couldn't stop twitching.
In an instant, all his careful considerations were forgotten, and there was only one question in his mind -
Is Gu Xia still alive now?
……