Chapter two hundred and eighty-ninth the soul beheaded
Meng Yilan said softly from the side at this time: "Sister Yiyue, I also think what he said... seems to make some sense...we do seem to be... used."
"You..." Xiao Yiyue almost turned his back and glared at Meng Yilan and Wu Yiju's two girls: "Have you forgotten your oath?"
Wu Yiju lowered her head and said softly: "I haven't forgotten, we have to work together to restore Piaomiao Palace, but now... I really don't see any hope."
Meng Yilan said from the side: "I didn't feel it... I just felt that the palace master... seemed to be busy with his own affairs, and... I'm still happy!"
There are only ten people in total, and two people express their opinions, which will definitely have an impact on the others.
In addition to Xiao Yiyue, Guo Yixiao and Zhao Xiaoxiao, three of the other five girls also showed a look of thought in their eyes.
The masked man said lightly at this time: "Chu Mo is not your wise master at all! Come with me, I will let you understand what it means to re-establish a sect!"
"I don't believe in a person who hides his head and tail." Xiao Yiyue said coldly: "We won't go with you!"
Wu Yiju stood up and said, "I'll go with you!"
Meng Yilan also stood up immediately afterwards: "I'll leave too!"
"You..." Xiao Yiyue looked at the two of them in disbelief, and tears flashed in her eyes.
Zhao Xiaoxiao frowned, as if thinking about something. Bai Duyixia opera studio cut his mouth off the new chapter l
Wu Yiju looked at the girls: "Sisters, do you still have to stay in such a place? Wake up! Take a good look at the environment around you! Is this really what we want?"
Meng Yilan said: "We sisters, although we have suffered all kinds of hardships over the years and are not afraid of suffering, we come here... not to endure hardships! We are to restore the sect!"
The masked man said lightly: "For me, these can completely help you."
Wu Yiju said: "What are you still hesitating about?"
At this time, Xiao Yiyue seemed to have finally come to her senses. She looked at Wu Yiju and her lips moved slightly. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it in the end.
They are all senior sisters from the same school, and she really doesn't want to doubt anyone.
But at this time, except for her, Guo Yixiao and Zhao Xiaoxiao, the other three women seemed to have some signs of being persuaded.
Xiao Yiyue knew that if she could no longer dispel the doubts in her sisters, then the disciples of Piaomiao Palace who had finally gotten together would definitely face a situation of falling apart.
At this moment, a sneer suddenly came from outside: It was so wonderful!”
"Palace Master!" Xiao Yiyue exclaimed in surprise, with joy on her face.
Except for Wu Yiju and Meng Yilan, the other eight women all showed surprise on their faces.
The three women who had just been shaken, their faces were blushing and showed a look of shame.
A trace of resentment flashed in Wu Yiju's eyes, and a deep nervous look appeared in Meng Yilan's eyes.
Chu Mo is no longer an unknown minor in this world.
The man in the mask seemed to be surprised and said coldly: "Shouldn't you be attending the wedding now?"
"You understand very well, what about the others? You came here by yourself?" Chu Mo's voice, with a faint mockery, he pushed the door and came in casually.
Xiao Shiba Inu stretched out her head in his pocket and looked at her curiously.
The masked man was filled with a clear attitude and pressed towards Chu Mo directly, and sneered: "Since you are here, don't leave! Killing you, the shitty palace master, will make them give up!"
However, things seemed to be a little different from what he imagined.
No matter how he used his momentum to suppress Chu Mo, Chu Mo walked directly to Xiao Yiyue as if he was fine and asked softly: "Are you okay?"
"Palace Master, I'm fine..." Xiao Yiyue blushed and said with a little ashamed: "We have dragged the Palace Master down, and the Palace Master has missed such an important thing."
"Your matter is more important." Chu Mo glanced at Xiao Yiyue deeply. In fact, he had been here for a while.
He also wanted to know what these disciples of Piaomiao Palace thought of him, the palace master.
As a result, Chu Mo was still satisfied!
It would be great to have these people support him before he made too many achievements.
Then, Chu Mo turned around and glanced at the masked man: "Don't try, your aura... for me, there is no pressure at all. Either, attack me, or get out!"
Chu Mo said in a deep voice: "Before the conflict has completely intensified, give up all your previous plans and get out of Yanhuang City! This is the only chance I have left for you!"
Behind the masked man's face was extremely gloomy. He never expected that Chu Mo would come back at this time.
Where did the news leak? Could it be that Wu Yiju and Meng Yilan betrayed us again?
The masked man's eyes fell on Wu Yiju and Meng Yilan's faces, with cold eyes.
Wu Yiju was swept by the man's eyes and immediately understood what the other party was thinking. She stood up and looked at Chu Mo and said, "Party Lord..."
Chu Mo glanced at Wu Yiju: "You can close your mouth first."
"Palace Master!" Wu Yiju seemed a little embarrassed and angry, and an angry light appeared in her beautiful almond eyes: "You..."
"I never like to use my family to threaten others." Chu Mo looked at Wu Yiju and said lightly: "But, if this person's mother betrayed me and betrayed her sisters, and his father... is the leader of a famous sect, then I think it would be worth it even if it was despicable and shameless once. After all, the identity of this child is very noble."
"Chu Mo... I'm going to kill you!" Wu Yiju suddenly rushed towards Chu Mo as if she was crazy.
Chu Mo raised his hand and slapped Wu Yiju in the face.
Bang!
A crisp sound echoed in the room.
Wu Yiju was directly pulled and turned around several times, her cheeks swollen and blood was overflowing from the corners of her mouth.
"Although you don't owe me anything, as the palace master you personally recognize, I can resist killing you and clear the portal... It's the limit, don't force me anymore!" Chu Mo's cold voice was like a sharp knife, stabbing Wu Yiju's heart.
"You...what happened to my child?" Wu Yiju looked at Chu Mo fiercely.
At this time, Xiao Yiyue and others were completely stunned, staring at Wu Yiju in amazement.
Chu Mo smiled faintly and glanced at the masked man: "Is it your child?"
"You are looking for death!" The masked man instantly made a move, slapped Chu Mo's face with a palm, and at the same time, he kicked Chu Mo's lower abdomen with a sharp kick, his mind extremely vicious.
Chu Mo sighed, his figure flashed, and he rushed directly towards the masked man.
Then, a dazzling light suddenly flashed in the room.
The man in the mask attacked Chu Mo suddenly stopped slightly.
Swish!
The head of the masked man flew high with the mask!
Take the soul with one sword and slash the state of mind! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!