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But he couldn't find out what happened to him.

Yu Qingming was under his breath and touched it and found that his breathing was also slowly weakening.

"what happened!?"

Yu Qingming took Mou Chen back to the temple.

"What did you do to him?"

She asked sharply.

Those monks were still lying on the ground with their faces like a dish.

The old monk kept coughing, he looked at Yu Qingming, and there was another sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Fairy, I won't tell you!"

The old monk was quite stiff, looking at Yu Qingming's eyes, as if Yu Qingming was his father and enemy.

"Then I can't kill a fairy like you personally. It's fun to see if you can't get what you want."

The old monk said loudly again, and after he finished speaking, he laughed again.

Seeing him like this, Yu Qingming also felt very puzzled that there are many good things in the world.

I think he is the noblest in the world.

Even if she was a rabbit demon, she didn't do any heinous things, why did they have troubles.

Besides, she is not a rabbit demon.

"I am not a fairy, I am the jade rabbit in the moon palace!"

Yu Qingming wondered why they were so sure that they were a fairy.

"hehe……"

The old monk did not speak, but sneered.

Yu Qingming didn't know how to let them know that he was a fairy, not a demon.

She even felt that the breath of Mou Chen in her arms had become more and more shallow.

"You keep saying that the monks are compassionate, but you slaughter lives like this. How are you all better?"

Yu Qingming grasped Mou Chen tightly, and the anger in his heart was getting bigger and bigger.

She really wanted to kill these people.

"In order to kill you rabbit monster, anyone's sacrifice is worth it."

The old monk is still very upright.

Yu Qingming finally couldn't bear it anymore, she gently placed Mou Chen on the ground, and stretched out her hand to pull over the old monk.

One hand was squeezed on his neck, she squeezed very hard, the old monk suffocated for a while, his face flushed, and it seemed that he couldn't breathe at all.

Yu Qingming let go of his hand again, and the old monk breathed a little fresh air.

"Say it!?"

She gritted her teeth.

"I won't say it."

The old monk is still dead.

Yu Qingming still drove the old monk, and he was severely thrown onto a tree on the side.

He slipped down again and fainted.

Yu Qingming walked up to the monk in the Commandment Hall again and lifted him with one hand.

"Say?"

She really couldn't contain it anymore.

Mou Chen is dead, isn't he unable to complete his task?

These people are really hateful.

"I...you pinch me..."

The monk in the Commandment Hall, being pinched by her like this, was choked by bursts of suffocation, almost dying.

Yu Qingming let go of his hand, and he was thrown to the ground again.

"Say!"

Yu Qingming stared at him.

"Senior brother gave him Soul Locking Pill, so he should quickly eat the antidote, otherwise he will be too scared to return to the sky!"

The monk in the Commandment Hall quickly took out a bottle of pill and sent it to Yu Qingming.

Yu Qingming took the pill and hurried to Mou Chen's side. He just touched Mou Chen, only to realize that his body was already cold.

"Mou Chen, Mou Chen!"

She yelled a few times and touched Mou Chen's nose with trembling fingers.