Chapter 130 130 The First Step to Becoming a Demon Is to Kill He Jianzhu First

Chapter 130 130. The first step to becoming a demon is to kill He Jianzhu

Surface.

The golden light gathered, and the woman's body condensed in an instant.

Everyone present only found that the spiritual pressure was immediately drained, and the strands of spiritual flow merged into the woman's eyebrows.

When the woman's body, which had completely condensed into a solid body, was about to fall to the ground, Xia Feng came to his senses and quickly reached out to catch it.

The woman was wearing a simple black long dress without any decoration. Her silver-white hair was dancing in the air. Her quiet and gentle beautiful little face was about five or six points similar to Mu Qingtong.

Xia Feng was in a trance, and he had the illusion that this was Mu Qingtong.

However, compared with Mu Qingtong, He Jianzhu's eye bags would be slightly more obvious, adding a bit of mature temperament.

The most obvious difference is that this woman has a teardrop mole at the corner of her right eye. As her eyelids trembled slightly, it was like a teardrop that was about to fall, attracting people's attention.

Wow——

Just as Xia Feng was secretly observing, her trembling eyelashes paused, and suddenly raised up, her pale golden pupils staring at Xia Feng calmly, her voice gentle: "You're here."

Xia Feng's scalp tightened inexplicably, and she blinked.

"Child, can you put me down first?"

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Xia Feng quickly let go, and He Jianzhu fell gently to the ground.

She looked up and looked around, her eyes looking at the Lingrou fruit tree not far away.

She raised her hand and the holy solution surrounding the bottom of the fruit tree suddenly gathered in the air and flew into her hand.

10 ml of golden liquid was suspended in the palm of her hand, constantly twisting and changing, and finally turned into a golden, irregular small particle like gold, falling into the palm of her hand.

She handed her palm out, her eyelids slightly raised: "Take it."

"Ah?" Xia Feng was a little confused, but he was just stunned for a moment, and quickly reached out to catch it.

Although he didn't know why He Jianzhu had such great kindness to him, he didn't want to miss the holy solution.

This is a good thing.

"He Jianzhu."

Mu Qingtong's figure flashed and appeared beside Xia Feng, her beautiful eyes fixed on the gentle woman in front of her who looked very similar to her.

The gentle woman turned her face away, her golden eyes also fixed on the woman in the black dress, and then tilted her head to reveal a puzzled look: "Little girl, who are you? Why do you look so much like me?"

He Jianzhu could actually see through the cover of Qingtong's mask and see Mu Qingtong's true face.

Mu Qingtong did not answer, but slowly approached step by step until she was less than half an inch from He Jianzhu's chest.

Two pairs of almost identical golden eyes met each other, Mu Qingtong's face was calm and he suddenly raised his hand - the sharp knife instantly pierced He Jianzhu's heart!

Xia Feng's pupils suddenly dilated behind him.

The people who could not hear the sound for unknown reasons in the distance did not dare to approach, and they were even more shocked when they saw this situation.

But fortunately, He Jianzhu was just a spirit. The knife pierced through her back. She looked down calmly at the thin hand that pierced her heart, then slowly raised her head, her eyes with teardrop moles slightly curved, and smiled faintly: "My dear daughter, are you looking for death?"

Swish——Mu Qingtong looked indifferent and pulled her hand out casually.

"Tsk~" She shook her head helplessly, "It's not the real body."

He Jianzhu raised his hand, and his cold palm was placed on the beautiful face of the woman in the black dress, gently stroking it, with a gentle look and a faint smile: "My dear daughter, are you going to kill your mother?"

Mu Qingtong ignored her question, but asked in confusion: "Then, what number He Jianzhu are you?"

"What number He Jianzhu, I am your mother, He Jianzhu~" The plain skirt woman's voice was still gentle and soft, "My dear daughter, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Are you going to——kill your mother?" She leaned forward slightly, her charming little face was less than half an inch away from the woman in the black dress, and her eyes were burning.

Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes and still did not respond to her.

The two looked at each other like this, and the scene fell into silence.

Xia Feng, whose brain had already crashed, stood behind, holding his breath and not daring to breathe.

Meow, Mu Qingtong said that she came to find out the truth about your mother's death?

So you came to make sure that your mother was not dead, and then finish her off?

Okay, it has to be you, Mu Qingtong. Xia Feng admires you very much. I can only say that you are worthy of being the world-destroying witch. The first step to becoming a demon is to kill He Jianzhu first!

Thinking of this, Xia Feng suddenly recalled a conversation with Mu Qingtong before entering this disaster:

"By the way, where is your father?"

"I don't have a father."

Mu Qingtong said she didn't have a father

These four words are very interesting. Xia Feng subconsciously imagined the horrible scene of Mu Qingtong chopping off Mu's father's head with a knife.

No, that's not right. Mu Qingtong must have a reason to want to kill He Jianzhu. This reason may be that He Jianzhu killed her husband?

Xia Feng's mind was full of ideas, but he felt something was not right. Would an arrogant woman like Mu Qingtong, who regarded all living beings as ants, think of revenge for her father?

Obviously not.

After all, in her eyes, even her father was probably just an ant with only blood ties.

Xia Feng secretly guessed Mu Qingtong's psychology.

"Oh, forget it, I don't have time to get angry with you, an unfilial daughter." The woman in the plain skirt shook her head and snorted. Her beautiful eyes lingered and looked up and down at Xia Feng. She smiled gently,

"Child, do you know who I am?"

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Who are you? Who else can you be, He Jianzhu

Well, are you asking about my relationship with her? Xia Feng blinked and said sincerely: "Mother-in-law?"

"?" He Jianzhu was stunned, as if he had never expected this answer.

She blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Mu Qingtong thoughtfully, wondering: "He is your"

"Fiancé." Mu Qingtong said lightly.

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He Jianzhu was silent for a long time, and seemed very surprised. “Interesting, but okay.”

She stared at Xia Feng and smiled. “It seems you don’t know who I am yet.”

“Ah?” Xia Feng was a little confused. Why was this woman so weird? “So who are you?”

“Okay, no more nonsense. I have something to give you.” As he said that, He Jianzhu tapped Xia Feng’s brow with his index finger.

Xia Feng’s expression was slightly stiff. He was about to dodge, but found that he couldn’t move at all.

“Don’t move~” He Jianzhu’s voice was gentle.

Xia Feng’s eyes twitched slightly, and he asked in confusion, “So, who are you? You haven’t answered me yet.”

“Shh~” He Jianzhu put his index finger on his lips, his beautiful eyes curved, “Child, be good, don’t talk.”

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Xia Feng was mmp in his heart. Mu Qingtong said that this woman likes to be a riddler, and he was right!

Yuan Zhoulu and Square Four stood under the Lingrou Fruit Tree, looking into the distance. Although they didn't know what the man and two women in the distance were talking about, they were obviously talking about something very scary.

They first saw Meihua wanted to completely kill the scary woman, but they didn't expect that she couldn't kill her, so they gave up, and the scary woman still smiled gently, talking and laughing with the man.

In the end, she even made a shushing gesture to the man, smiling, and didn't know what she was doing.

"Brother, what realm do you think that man is?"

"At least a venerable, but I think the probability of a seventh-level sage is higher." The TV man looked solemn.

"Sage?" Gothic Lolita stroked her chin, her face excited, "Then tell me, will he be an eighth-level sage?"

"Stop it." Square Four clicked her tongue, "There are only a few eighth-level sages in the human race, who has the time to hang around here."

"That's right, after all, this man is Meihua's male servant, how could there be an eighth-level strongman willing to be a servant."

"Wait!" Square Four had a blank expression, ". Even if it's a seventh-level sage, there's no one willing to be a servant!"

"Why not, don't we see it now?" Gothic Lolita's eyes lit up, "Brother, be more imaginative, tell me, will Miss Meihua step on the man's face at night and play with him at will! Tsk tsk, playing with a seventh-level sage, just thinking about it is exciting!"

"Haha, stop exciting, look at the sky, there's a group of idiots coming down."

Gothic Lolita followed Square Four's gaze.

In the distant sky, thirty flames swooped down towards the amusement park at a very fast speed.

Soon, thirty flames stopped suddenly in the air, revealing their true bodies.

They were thirty young men, looking around with a playful look, but they soon found something wrong.

"Huh? Where's the tentacle monster?"

"What tentacle monster? That's Miss Jianzhu, but the little beauty I will favor in the future~~"

"Don't call her a little beauty, the woman is gone!"

"Look down, there are seven people left?"

Everyone looked and noticed that there were seven people under the spirit flesh fruit tree, five of whom collapsed on the ground, looking frightened, without any spiritual pressure fluctuations on their bodies.

The remaining two people stood, one of whom had a black and white TV on his neck, which was particularly conspicuous.

There was no spiritual pressure fluctuation on the two of them, and they were holding the tree trunk with a weak look.

Everyone in the sky looked at each other.

The blond man in flowered shorts and pink shirt with his back to the ground smiled faintly, "Let's go, everyone. Let's go down and take a look. Anyway, the Sky God is here to protect us."

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Eh? I think I saw a loli! Hehehe~"

Everyone began to dive down excitedly and soon approached the surface.

Only then did they notice that there were two women and one man standing far away from the spiritual flesh fruit tree.

The woman in black skirt and the man in white clothes faced them, and their appearance was ordinary.

But the silver-haired woman with her back to them must be very beautiful just by looking at her back.

The pink cedar man's eyes lit up, "That woman is mine, and you can do whatever you want with the others."

He grinned and put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly towards Xia Feng and the other two.

"Hehe, I've never eaten a TV man before! Let's try it today." A bald man's eyes lit up, rubbing his hands and walking towards the four of diamonds, "This handsome boy is mine, don't fight with me!"

"Then I want this little loli." A man in a suit stared at the source frequency under the tree with interest.

The thirty young men quickly distributed the food and went their separate ways.

But the seven people under the tree were not nervous at all. The five third-level spiritualists who had been drained of their spiritual pressure looked calm but a little weird.

Yuan Zhoulu and the Four of Diamonds also stared coldly at the more than twenty people who gathered around them, their eyes were cold as if they were looking at dead people.

The pink pine man led his three men and walked leisurely towards the three people in the distance.

However, as he approached, he felt a little strange. Why did the back of this silver-haired woman look familiar? It seemed that he had seen it somewhere.

Could it be a noble lady that I had played with? He was puzzled and walked closer and chuckled, "Excuse me, three of you~"