MTL - All the Cultivators In the Immortal World Think That the Peak Master is Ruthless.-Chapter 318 Misunderstanding 2

   Chapter 318 Misunderstanding 2

   Abbot Jinxuan did not delay, sent the two half-dead young men back to the camp, and handed them over to Le Qingyan himself.

   I should be happy to find someone who has been missing for so long, but there is only one breath left.

   Le Qingyan didn't bother to ask Abbot Jinxuan where to find the person, and hurriedly rescued the person.

   When the abbot Jinxuan brought the two back, he didn't hide it, and struttingly brought the people to Le Qingyan's tent.

The news of    spread immediately, and the people who were suppressed by Gu Qingmo before went to Le Qingyan's place one by one, and they were praised as caring, but in fact only they knew what they had in mind.

  Le Qingyan is eager to save people now, but there are still a group of people who don't have long eyes to disturb him.

   Peak Master Le's violent temper exploded in an instant, and with his furious tone, he scolded everyone away.

  No one expected that Le Qingyan, who was quiet like a quail before, suddenly burst into such a big temper.

   However, even if they are dissatisfied, they can only hold back. Who let him have the big Buddha Gu Qingmo behind him.

   Abbot Jinxuan left after sending the people back. He walked around the camp and found no trace of Gu Qingmo. He probably hasn't come back yet.

  The time is reversed back to three days ago, when the magic cultivator attacked at night.

   Gu Qingmo seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and told some people to pay attention to the night attack.

  Why some people?

  Because there are too many things that are restless, in Gu Qingmo's opinion, it's just that the good days have passed for a long time, and the face and brain are softened.

  Night Raiders are a group of demon cultivators who have been poisoned and controlled. It seems that they were only released to die.

  Gu Qingmo showed no mercy at all and killed them all.

   After solving this matter, most of the magic cultivators will not start for a short time.

   Moreover, creating this kind of innocuous, unskilled riot was not the intention of the Demon World's head coach.

   On the second day, Gu Qingmo gathered everyone together, made some arrangements, made an excuse, and left quietly.

   Le Qingyan couldn't understand Gu Qingmo's series of psychedelic manipulations, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Although the place where the    camp was stationed has become a desert, behind them, there is still an undamaged city.

  …

  Mo Chuli never thought that he would be entangled in the past when he just came out to buy cakes.

   As soon as he took the oil-paper bag handed over by the boss, a woman with heavy makeup stood in front of him, and almost got that face on his face.

  Mo Chuli took a quick step back and looked at the woman in front of him with a cold expression.

   A face is covered with fat powder, and it is impossible to see its true colors. After thinking about it carefully, I don’t have a face that can be matched in my impression.

   "This girl... girl, what's the matter?"

  The woman stared at Mo Chuli's face and looked at it with interest, and Mo Chuli frowned.

   "If there is nothing else, I will leave now." Gu Qingmo was still waiting for him, and he had no time to waste on these strangers.

   Seeing that Mo Chuli was leaving, the woman lowered her voice, "Lord Mozun."

The tone of    was so determined that Mo Chuli's heart shrank suddenly.

   pretended not to hear her, and quickened his pace, but was grabbed by the shoulders of the other party, a cold breath was spit in his ears, and there was a shudder.

   "Unexpectedly, the former Lord Mozun turned out to be the apprentice of the enemy."

   "What are you talking about?" Mo Chuli tried to pretend to be stupid.

   "What are you pretending to be stupid, I have seen the true face of Lord Mozun."

  “…”

   "Oh, it's no use ignoring you, I do recognize Lord Mozun's face."

  “…”

   "If not, look at this..." A strange pattern suddenly appeared in the woman's eyeballs, which belonged to the devil.

  Mo Chuli was startled and pulled the person directly into the alley with an ugly face, "Who are you?"

  The woman rubbed her wrists, her voice sounded as if she was pinching her throat, which was ugly and artificial, "Master Mozun is so rude, my wrists hurt."

   Mo Chuli's eyelids twitched, the tension disappeared instantly, and goosebumps ran all over his body.

   "Which devil are you."

  Mo Chuli could feel that the opponent's strength was higher than him. If he guessed, he could only think of the Eighth Demon Lord.

Although there are as many as twelve    Demon Lords, there are very few women, and even fewer have seen the true appearance of Demon Lords.

   "Under the talent, ranked first."

   "No. 1? The No. 1 Demon Lord is not a man..." Mo Chuli's voice became smaller and smaller, and his eyes changed when he looked at No. 1 Demon Lord, "What do you want to do by pretending to be so ugly? Infiltrate the market to find out news?"

   worthy of being a master and apprentice, Gu Qingmo spoke directly, and Mo Chuli was influenced to some extent.

   And this truth happened to step on the minefield of the first devil.

"Ugly! How can it be ugly!" The first devil is like a jumping fried cat, he doesn't even pretend to have a voice, he just turns into a rude male voice, "This is a makeup look that I have tried for a long time, you actually said ugly!"

  Mo Chuli's mouth twitched, and the only remaining tension was gone. Is this the point?

   "If there's nothing else, I'll go first."

   He is not the opponent of the First Demon Lord now, and it is not good for him to confront him head-on, and he knows his secrets.

  If the first demon lord shouted everywhere and let Gu Qingmo hear it, he couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.

   At this time, it is the best policy to go.

   "Don't worry," The First Demon Lord grabbed Mo Chuli who was about to leave quickly, "Don't you want to know what I'm doing here, I can tell you."

  Mo Chuli did not speak, waiting for his next words.

   "I'm here to meet Gu Qingmo..."

   "What did you see him doing?"

"Don't be nervous, former Demon Lord," the first Demon Lord grinned with big red lips, showing a smile that could eat a child, "If you don't take me, I'll tell Gu Qingmo your identity, I want to come back then It's going to be a lot of fun."

"you!"

   Mo Chuli weighed the pros and cons, and he could have some confidence in killing the first devil.

  The Twelve Demon Lords are ranked by their strength. Although the first Demon Lord has some strange hobbies and does not look like a serious person, his strength is beyond doubt.

   "How did you know my identity?" Mo Chuli was not referring to the identity of the former Demon Venerable, but that of Gu Qingmo's direct disciple.

   No. 1 Demon Lord sold his teammates without any burden, "Old Jiu told me, and even you were here."

   Ninth Demon Lord?

  Mo Chuli has the impression that he is one of the few intellectuals, a rare smart person from the Demon Race.

  Since the first devil can find them, then it proves that their whereabouts are already in the hands of the ninth devil?

  Mo Chuli glanced at the first devil and denied his own idea.

   Who can prove that what the First Demon Lord is telling the truth now, lies are not uncommon for demon cultivators.

  …

  Gu Qingmo was sitting in the inn, holding a book in his hand, waiting for Mo Chuli to come back.

   However, after waiting for a long time, no one came back.

   Thinking hard, he went out to look for it, but before he could go down the stairs, he saw Mo Chuli holding an oil-paper bag in one hand and a woman in the other.

   We have class again tomorrow

   Why does the teacher always ask for leave, and then it's all about make-up QAQ

   Vignette——

   Me: I must have more today!

   Dormitory: Surprise, I have a power outage.

   Me: ... God's will.

   (end of this chapter)