Chapter 1230 Buran still won’t be merciful to girls

Author: Yu Baobao

Mo Qiong is not jealous that Feng Wan is better than her, but she wants to follow in Feng Wan's footsteps.

But Feng Wan left so fast that she really couldn't catch up.

Seeing that Mo Qiong had not spoken for a long time, everyone urged him in a low voice.

"Master Qiong, if you have any questions, please ask."

"Okay, I'm sorry, I wasted everyone's time."

Mo Qiong collected her emotions and bowed to Feng Wan.

"You're welcome, Master Qiong, please speak."

"Yes, Master of the Immortal Retention Pill, something happened to Ling Yuan Sect about the demon cultivator Ye Yu. You should still remember it, right?"

Feng Wan nodded. Feng Wan was no stranger to the demon cultivator who snatched the She Mo Bao from the womb.

Everyone else's ears stood up, that was a demon cultivator, Mo Qiong was the head of Lingyun Sect, why did she mention him?

The monks of Ling Yuan Sect were even more confused and didn't even want Mo Qiong to continue talking. This was simply a discredit to Ling Yuan Sect.

Feng Wan didn't think so, but encouraged Mo Qiong to continue talking.

Mo Qiong took a deep breath and continued.

"He has always liked me, and I took advantage of his liking to kill him with my own hands."

Mo Qiong said it very simply, but only she knew the confusion and pain involved.

There were also some female cultivators on the Nine Wilderness Continent who gave up on the justice they should uphold because they fell in love with demon cultivators.

Mo Bao has always been by Mo Qiong's side, never harming her, and blocking many dangers for her. Coupled with Ye Yu's outstanding appearance, maybe someone else with a weak willpower would have been shaken.

Feng Wan did not answer, but waited for Mo Qiong to continue.

The ancestor who came with Ling Yuanzong this time was busy sending spiritual messages to Mo Qiong.

[Qiongqiong, stop talking, it will affect your reputation and that of Ling Yuanzong. 】

The biggest shame of Ling Yuanzong is that he sneaked into the demon cultivator Ye Yu.

Even if he was killed by Mo Qiong himself in the end, this stain could never be erased.

The people of Ling Yuan Sect just wanted this matter to be forgotten over time, so when Wan Fa Sect brought it up at the gate, the monks of Ling Yuan Sect were so angry.

But now Mo Qiong wants to expose her own scars, she is simply crazy.

【I'm sorry, ancestor.】

【You...sigh.】

The ancestors of Lingyun Sect have also seen Mo Qiong's changes over the years, as well as his increasing haggardness in recent days.

If the immortal elixir master can really help Qiongqiong get out of this shadow, then let's talk about it.

Reputation is very important, but people are more important.

They couldn't understand it before, but after experiencing many things, they figured it out.

The monks from other sects pricked up their ears, for fear of missing a word.

"Master Huanxian Alchemy, when I am practicing and refining alchemy, Ye Yu's face always flashes in my sea of ​​consciousness. I am in pain now. Can you tell me what to do?"

When others heard Mo Qiong's words, their first reaction was that Mo Qiong had fallen in love with Demon Ancestor.

Although he killed Ye Yu with his own hands, he still missed him.

As a cultivator and the head of a sect, falling in love with a demon cultivator is not only a matter of discredit for Ling Yuan Sect, but also a discredit for their entire cultivation world.

"Mo Qiong, you killed Ye Yu with your own hands back then, and we still admired you. But now after hearing what you said, you have really disappointed us."

"That's right, we still respect you so much, how can you like the demon cultivator?"

"I don't like Ye Yu, I just feel guilty."

"He is a demon cultivator, so he deserves to die. What do you have to feel guilty about?"

"That's right, sometimes guilt is also a kind of liking."

"I didn't." Mo Qiong frowned. She made it clear that she didn't regret killing Ye Yu, but she couldn't overcome this hurdle in her heart if she used his love for her to kill him.

Everyone wanted to accuse Mo Qiong, but they found that their mouths were tightly glued together and they could not make a sound.

Buran adjusted his sleeves elegantly. These people really only have old age and not much experience.

The monks who were speechless began to communicate through sound transmission with their spiritual consciousness.

[We have been banned. According to my cultivation level, among the people here, only the Danxian Dan Master or the Ranjinxian can do it. 】

[It seems that the Danxian Danshi wouldn’t do such a thing, he should be the Ranjinxian.]

[This is because you dislike our quarrel, so stop talking.]

You don't need to guess to know that Fengwan is made by Buran.

In fact, if Bu Ran had taken action just a moment later, Feng Wan would have taken action. Mo Qiong had never done anything to harm them, and their discussion was going too far.

"Master Qiong, come to me."

"yes."

Mo Qiong walked up to Feng Wan without any hesitation.

Feng stood up and raised his hand to grab Mo Qiong's wrist.

Others thought Feng Wan was checking Mo Qiong's pulse, but only Mo Qiong knew that a golden light followed the meridians and entered her sea of ​​consciousness.

It is a very terrible thing for the sea of ​​consciousness to be invaded. A monk's sea of ​​consciousness can be said to be strong or weak, and even an immortal dare not let anyone touch his sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Qiong believed in Fengwan. Fengwan had saved her when they were competitors. This time, Fengwan would still take her out of trouble.

The golden light that entered Mo Qiong's sea of ​​consciousness was very soft. Soon, the guilt, irritability and uneasiness that had been shrouding her, as well as Ye Yu's shadow, disappeared.

Feng Wan let go of Mo Qiong's hand and said warmly.

"You are not wrong. There is no coexistence between good and evil. Don't feel guilty again in the future."

"Well, I understand, thank you."

Mo Qiong's frowning eyes finally relaxed, and he returned to his position briskly.

The ancestors of the Ling Yuan Sect were also happy for their leader, and they were really grateful to the Immortal-Resisting Pill Master.

They wanted to thank Feng Wan, but found that their mouths were glued and they could not open their mouths at all.

Feng Wan moved her little hand slightly, and the two lips that were tightly glued became free again.

"Yeah, I can talk now."

"I can do it too, wow, that's great."

Ba Tianshi glanced at Buran, he was really not angry at all.

If this had been broken by others, Bu Ran would not have this attitude.

However, with Bu Ran's cultivation level, ordinary people can't break his spell.

Ling Ze was once again proud of Feng Wan and Bu Ran, and he smiled and asked everyone to continue.

The one who drew the third number was the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

Gong Anan stood up from her chair and bowed to Feng Wan and Bu Ran.

"I would like to ask Ranjinxian for advice."

When Gong Anan opened his mouth, a monk started laughing in his heart.

Look, they said they didn’t come here just to get the Golden Immortal. Cao Bin and Mo Qiong were the immortal elixir masters they consulted directly.

She opened her mouth to ask Ranjinxian for advice, obviously she had a plan.

Everyone has complaints in their hearts, but they dare not comment out loud. The shadow of being banned just now is still there.

"explain."

Bu Ran looks lazy, but in fact he sits very upright, with the so-called standing posture and sitting posture, especially next to Feng Wan, his sitting posture is even more standard.

"Ranjinxian, I would like to ask how to integrate myself with the trend."

Buran and Gong Anan both have wind spirit roots, so she asked Buran for advice on this issue, not to attract any attention.

"Your cultivation and state of mind are not yet capable of it."

Bu Ran is different from Feng Wan. Even if it is a girl, he will not show mercy.

"Yes, I understand."

Gong Anan was a little disappointed. The Qiankun Continent was rich in aura and had all kinds of natural and earthly treasures. She thought that as long as she worked hard enough, she could be like Buran.

Now it seems that she thought too much.

Gong Anan returned to her seat, and Murong Wan from the auction house immediately stood up.
Chapter completed!