"No……"

Fei Rou knelt on the ground wailingly, and opened her hands in panic, trying to catch the powder.

But the medicine powder was floating and spilled from her fingers.

"No, no, no..."

She licked the powder on her finger like crazy, as if even the smallest amount of powder could save her life.

Without her hands, she dipped her saliva from the ground to dip the spilled powder.

Whether the powder fell into the soil or was stained on the leaves, she was swallowed as much as possible.

Mo Xuanchen took two steps back and quietly looked at the crazy Feirou.

"Feirou, half-demon, orphan, when she was three years old, she broke out in a mountain torrent. She was pushed down the cliff with the mudslide. She happened to be rescued by the secluded demon clan. From then on, she was taken as a disciple and trained to become a half-demon!"

Fei Rou's movement of dipping the medicine powder suddenly froze, as if she had been imposed on a fixed body, and she remained motionless.

Mo Xuanchen's voice was ethereal and plain, as if it came from the depths of her soul, and every word was deeply imprinted in her mind.

"At the age of twelve, you met a man who made you hate him to the core!!"

Feirou's body trembled suddenly, and her breathing became much faster.

"That man wanted to marry you as his concubine, but you were arrogant and wanted to become the best man with your own strength, so you refused! The price of rejection is tragic!"

"Stop talking!!" Fei Rou suddenly roared and her hands blocked her ears.

"At that time, there were more than a hundred male disciples in the place where you were practicing..."

"I told you not to say it!"

Fei Rou suddenly jumped up frantically and rushed towards Mo Xuanchen.

Tears on his face fell into the wind.

"Don't say it again!"

Mo Xuanchen's figure disappeared leisurely, and when he appeared again, he was already behind her.

Feirou rushed into the air, and her feet staggered and stopped, "Wuwu" crying and squatting to hug herself.

Mo Xuanchen turned his head slightly and didn't say anything more.

Feirou knelt on the ground, crawling and crying.

Mo Xuanchen walked slowly closer: "Fei Rou, everyone's life will have many unscrupulous things! If you withdraw in time, you can stay away from these unscrupulous things!"

Feirou's crying suddenly stopped, her eyes flashed, and she slowly turned her head.

"What do you mean? Do you want me to rebel against the demon clan?!"

Mo Xuanchen stood in front of her, looked at her with a condescending look.

"Didn't you hate the demon clan yourself?! If you didn't hate the poison, why did you want to indulge yourself in your life over the years?! Isn't it a kind of revenge for?!!"

Feirou's pupils suddenly shrank, and she looked at him calmly.

"What else do you know?!"

Mo Xuanchen narrowed his eyes slightly: "You asked me to say!? Okay! After you were humiliated by those white men, you chose to kill them... So, you secretly practiced a taboo technique. On the day of your cultivation, you slaughtered them unscrupulously!"

Fei Rou's emotions seemed to have been controlled, but she was breathing rapidly and looked at Mo Xuanchen with a fierce look, but she was no longer hysterical.

"You think that if you kill more than a hundred people, you will definitely die, because the people above will not let you go! But unexpectedly, the above not only did not blame you for this, but also brought you to a higher-level place for secret training, so as to train you to become the person they want... During this training process, you suddenly discovered a secret..."

Mo Xuanchen's voice suddenly stopped, and Fei Rou's eyes trembled at that moment, slowly closing.
Chapter completed!