Does it matter if a person raises jade or a person? Mo Jiu really doesn't know about this, but the key is that the master has never said it! Well, this matter is not important at all, and it can't even be able to make the master care about it.

Mo Jiu did a psychological construction, then looked up at the young man again, and then made a sudden expression, "Oh! I understand, is the owner coming to the door?"

The young man was silent for a while and sighed long, "I thought it was an unexpected gain, but it turned out to be such a stupid girl? If it robs your soul, I don't know if it will affect my baby blood jade."

"Blood Jade?" Mo Jiu turned around and glanced at the jade pendant on Chu Qingxue's chest, then reached out and pulled it off. The wailing that could have been heard faintly disappeared in an instant.

The young man was confused, and Mo Jiu turned over with a novel look on his face, and found that the red color had begun to retreat, and finally shrank into a small dot, and could not be seen without looking carefully.

"You...how did you do it?" The young man took a deep breath, and could no longer maintain his appearance just now, and his whole expression became ferocious.

Mo Jiu looked at him strangely and felt a little aggrieved, "I did nothing!" I won't let this guy compensate me, right?

The young man stared at Mo Jiu with a cold face, "My jade pendant has absorbed eighty women's resentful souls. One more one is the number of ninety nine. A little urge can shock the soul and the spirit will be shaken when touched. Why do you hold the blood jade?"

Mo Jiu frowned, looked at the jade pendant and looked at Chu Qingxue behind him, and suddenly said, "It turns out that my lady is the last resentful soul you have chosen!"

"Do you understand?"

Mo Jiu shook his head, "I don't understand! My master once said that the more vicious the resentful soul is, the stronger the power it is. The young lady's strength is now in the fourth ring, and the practice of the martial arts has a certain effect on evil spirits. She has no resistance to the blood jade. It means that your blood jade is at least a magic weapon of the six rings, or even a spiritual treasure above it!"

"The little girl has some knowledge."

Mo Jiu said again: "But if it is really so strong, the most suitable resentful soul of the Blood Jade should be a strong man of the same level. What are you doing with my lady? The resentful souls on major forbidden areas or ancient battlefields should be more in line with your needs!"

The young man smiled, "You only know one thing but not the other. The strength of the resentful soul has nothing to do with time, but only related to the resentment contained in it. Although those resentful souls are standard enough, they are mostly crazy and difficult to tame. It is very difficult to inhale them in the blood jade."

Mo Jiu rolled his eyes, "I dislike the crazy resentful soul and it is difficult to tame you, what magic weapon do you still practice!"

The young man was proud, "The little girl is innocent. It is actually very simple to want to have a strong and easy tame soul. You just need to torture them during your lifetime and then kill them in a cruel way. Such a soul will naturally be more afraid of you, and will naturally be easy to tame!"

Mo Jiu looked down at the jade pendant in his hand and recalled the painful female portrait of the jade pendant just now, "So that's it."

"What kind of cultivation are you?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, "Why ask this?"

Mo Jiu replied helplessly: "If it is the Sixth Ring Road or below the Sixth Ring Road, then I will just call someone and ask Chu Yu and the others to hit you. If you exceed the Sixth Ring Road, then I will cut you down by myself."

"Hahaha!" The young man was so angry that he laughed, "The little girl is so interesting. If I read it correctly, you have never practiced, right? You..."

Bang!

The young man's smile froze on his face. Mo Jiu drew his sword and slashed the blood jade directly. Eighty resentful souls swarmed out but were completely eliminated by the anger when they contacted Mo Jiu. One by one, transparent souls bowed to Mo Jiu and then dissipated between heaven and earth.

The whole process was watched by the youth but could not even move!

The young man looked at all this in horror, his eyes covered with bloodshots as if he was fighting for some hard work, but it was still ineffective, so he had to shout, "Who is the rat? Come out for me!"

Mo Jiu looked up from side to side in surprise. She didn't expect that there would be someone in the dark, but there was nothing to be surprised about. The master said that there will never be a shortage of people pretending to be pigs and eating tigers in this world.

The blood jade was broken, Chu Qingxue's delicate body fell softly, and before it landed, Mo Jiu turned around and hugged him. He wanted to kill the young man, but now he didn't seem to have to take action.

"Maybe, only such a pure person can use the Great Sutra and Rule!"

This sounded very kind, just like the way Mo Jiu first saw Wen Bo. Looking along with the sound, he saw an old monk slowly stepping from the end of the street. His monk's robe was white, his long eyebrows were drooping cheeks, and his eyes, which were slightly opened and closed, seemed full of wisdom.

Mo Jiu obviously didn't know her. She obviously had no cause and effect with the monk in her more than ten years of life, and the master seemed to have never mentioned anything to him that deserves much attention.

So... is it because of the great scriptures and rules?

Mo Jiu thought of it in a blink of an eye. I remember Zhou Hao once told her that the Da Jinglu was originally a weapon from Qingdeng Temple. Well, the problem of Izumo Mountain has not been solved yet. Qingdeng Temple has come to join in the fun again, and it was caused by herself, which is a bit embarrassing.

"The female donor doesn't need to worry. I just heard that someone could use the Great Sutra and Rules, and was worried that it would be a disaster to the vicious person, so I came to take a look. Now when I saw the female donor, I put down the big stone in my heart." The old monk smiled, and the festive spirit was like the New Year. The moment he showed his teeth, he drove away the high standard just now, and turned into an ordinary old man in the blink of an eye.

"Let's...Let's Chen!"

The old monk was chatting with Mo Jiu, but the young man who could not move next to him recognized the identity of the old monk at a glance.

Mo Jiu thought about it after hearing this, and then seemed to have an impression of the name, "Oh! I remembered that the mountain and river pie the lady gave Ning Huaizhi was asked from you!"

When Le Chen heard this, he glanced at Chu Qingxue, his eyes full of kindness and no evil thoughts arose because of his thin clothes. "It turns out that it is Miss Chu, but it's fate."

Mo Jiu curled his lips, "Your mountain and river pendant is not effective at all."

When Liao Chen heard Mo Jiu's complaints, he smiled, "I saw Miss Chu's love disaster at the beginning. I wanted to enlighten her to go to Qingdeng Temple to practice, but my fate was not yet there."

Mo Jiu raised his eyebrows and finally looked at this Chen seriously. It was obvious that Chu Qingxue's love disaster had two tricks. After all, not everyone could see his identity as a ten-year-old resentful couple.

"What should I do with this person?" Mo Jiu looked at the old monk who was about to leave at all and understood. Then he finally focused on the young man who was quite handsome just now.

Le Chen put his hands together, "The female donor will help the Chu family lady back. This son has done many evil things. I want to try to make him turn his evil and return to justice!"

Mo Jiu blinked, looked at Chu Qingxue in his arms, and looked at Chen again, "I can't carry it!"

Le Chen was silent for a moment and felt that it made sense. After all, it was a bit unreasonable to let a girl who had never practiced carve someone who was even more troubled than her.

"Should you wait, girl." Le Chen turned around and looked at the young man.

"Master, I am willing to convert to my Buddha and let go of the slaughter..."

Puff! Le Chen slapped the young man's forehead with a palm, and the powerful force echoed in the young man's brain. After a while, blood bleeded and lost his anger.

"Let's go!" Le Chen said as he carried Chu Qingxue on his back and slowly moved towards the Chu Mansion.
Chapter completed!