After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

Chapter 221 Is there a BUG in the system?

On the face of the old Taoist Long Xing was still a flattering smile that he had not yet put away from the previous moment.

At this moment, it has been twisted into a painful mask full of fear.

His body twitched constantly due to the intense pain. He suddenly lost both arms and fell helplessly to the ground, rolling back and forth.

For a moment I didn't know if I was rolling around in pain or if I was trying to stop the pain.

After hearing Mo Zheng's sharp words, he cursed and rebuked him without any hesitation.

He immediately looked at Mo Zheng with a resentful look.

"Pooh!" He spat a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the hem of Mo Zheng's clothes.

Looking up at the stained robe, he grinned with an extremely proud smile.

"What's this about abuse?! It's so hypocritical!"

He roared, "I only know this: If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth! This is the way of heaven!"

"You are also the headmaster, why are you saying these useless things?! There is no one else watching here, aren't you tired of pretending to be a decent person?" Taunting became his last weapon.

"I, Long Xing, am just unlucky and my life is not as good as yours."

"You're a second-generation rich kid. If you didn't have the protection of your ancestors, you wouldn't be as successful as me!"

Seeing Mo Zheng still standing tall, while he himself had lost both arms...

He lay on the ground like a puddle of mud, struggling to sit up several times, but fell back every time.

In the end, he could only support himself with his forehead and kneel on the ground to barely stand up.

Looking at Mo Zheng, who was half a head shorter than him but still had the same calm and elegant appearance, he showed undisguised contempt on his face.

Looking at myself again, I was covered in blood, my face was covered in dust, and even my mouth was filled with fine sand that I couldn't spit out.

How can he balance this huge gap?

The resentment and jealousy in my heart were infinitely magnified, clamoring for an outlet.

As for regret, maybe there is some.

But what he regretted was that he followed the wrong master and stood on the wrong side!

I hate that I wasn't born into a good family like Mo Zheng. Even though my talent is mediocre, I am born with infinite potential higher than others.

He still wasn't satisfied after cursing, and looked at Mo Zheng and Li Fuyi, who were so clean, and said, "Pah!"

He tried the same trick again, trying to spit blood on them, but Mo Zheng easily avoided it.

Seeing that he was refusing to repent, Mo Zheng was too lazy to talk to him anymore.

He cast a formation to trap him, and someone would come to deal with him later. Then he turned around and headed towards the main peak.

But he was pulled back by the words of Taoist Long Xing, "Mo Zheng! You hypocrite!"

"You! You have mediocre talent and are a natural waste!"

"You are where you are today because of your grandfather and your good parents who helped you get what you have today!"

"Your status and your cultivation were all taken from others."

He continued to provoke, "You are the same as me, what right do you have to say a word about me here!"

"Pooh!" He spat a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood and mud onto the ground.

Looking at Mo Zheng's wide-open eyes and Li Fuyi's half-open eyes, Long Xing felt that he had finally recovered 10%!

He smiled smugly, "Mo Zheng, you'd better let me go now!"

"Otherwise, I'll have people spread the word about you, your genius parents, and your highly respected grandfather. What did you all do as hypocrites to deserve your rapid progress and brilliant talent?"

He threatened, "I believe they must be very curious about this topic!"

(Tongzi, is he a system bug? How did he know?) Mo Zheng was too lazy to listen to his shouting, so he asked Tongzi directly, which was faster.

Tongzi was also very busy. [Host, I'm still investigating here. How about you try to get some information?]

[If he's still alive, I might as well kill him and put an end to it all.]

Tongzi wanted to kick the Tiandao sensor module a few times. This BUG had been exposed to the host, and it was still saying everything was normal! !

F**k normal!

(…Then keep going and tell me when you get the results.)

【okay! 】

Mo Zheng looked at the successful Taoist Long Xing, and his thoughts raced.

He knew very well that people like Long Xing valued their lives very much!

Even in a desperate situation, I will never give up any chance to turn things around.

It was obvious that he was now being hostile and speaking in a serious manner, trying to argue and bargain with himself, all he wanted was a glimmer of hope.

If he really succeeds, no matter whether the secret he tells is true or false, it will become a handle for him to control me and the Zichen Sword Sect.

He couldn't take such a risk no matter what.

Instead of this, why not...

Mo Zheng's sword intent moved with his heart, and the Xinyan Sword was hanging above Long Xing's head the moment his murderous intent gradually rose.

It was as if the god of death's scythe was raised high, waiting for Mo Zheng to make up his mind and take his life at any time.

Long Xing was trembling all over, shaking like a sieve, but his mouth was still hard as hell, and he continued to shout with his neck stiff:

"What? You want to kill someone to silence them?"

Seeing that he was in a desperate situation, Long Xing used madness to cover up his fear, "I sent a message as soon as you found me. If I don't go back today, you and your Zichen Sword Sect will have no chance of recovery!"

As he spoke, Long Xing actually stretched out his neck and shouted provocatively: "Come on! Chop here!"

But the next moment, the Xinyan Sword just trembled slightly, and his pretended strength immediately collapsed.

There was finally a tremor in Long Xing's voice, "You...you dare!", his eyes full of fear.

Mo Zheng didn't answer, he just closed his eyes gently.

The Xinyan Sword drew a graceful arc in the air, and when it returned to him, there was already a hint of blood on the sword.

Mo Zheng turned around and prepared to leave this bloody place. It was time to go back as everyone was waiting.

"Just wait and see! Just wait and see!" Long Xing's voice grew fainter and fainter behind him, his threats and curses still lingering until his death...

The succubus squatting nearby and watching was very satisfied with Mo Zheng's rare "ruthlessness". It should be done this way!

Why bother talking to the enemy? Just kill them cleanly.

Refreshing~

Seeing Mo Zheng carrying his master back on the sword, he was about to follow him.

Li Fuyi's voice came to my ears, (Succubus, search his soul for me, I want to know everything.)

[…Ah? He…] is dead?

Looking at Long Xing who didn't even close his eyes, the succubus felt that his master was being unreasonable again and making things difficult for the soul slave.

(Master cut your neck. The blade of Xinyan Sword is thin but sharp. If you cover the wound, you still have a few breaths of time before he kills you.)

As expected, being Li Fuyi's soul slave is worse than chickens and dogs.

You also have to search the dreams of dying people, which is not an easy job. If you are not careful, your consciousness may be trapped in it if it is too late.

[This old slave...will try his best.] He said so, so I have no choice but to do it.

The succubus helplessly found some mud and smeared it on the wound on Taoist Long Xing's neck to slow down the bleeding.

Try to make him die a little slower so that it will be easier for him to read the dream.

She stretched out her finger and touched the center of his eyebrows.