Mu Yichang, who had been tortured by the Demon God Gu Liushang for three full years, couldn't help but feel the hatred in her heart when she saw that man's face again, even though it still looked childish.
She knocked over the tea brought by the villain, and the hot tea spilled all over Gu Liu. The child was burned and cried on the spot.
Although Mu Yichang also felt that it was inappropriate for her to be so angry with a young child, as soon as she saw him, she couldn't suppress the thought of getting rid of him.
In the eyes of the young man who was eagerly waiting for the answer, Mu Yichang just turned her back and said, "Go to sleep without saying a word."
The little boy was a little disappointed, but he still closed his eyes obediently.
Master seems to... really hate him.
The thunderstorm stopped in the middle of the night.
But Mu Yichang still didn't fall asleep. She looked sideways at the little boy who was sleeping soundly holding her arm.
"Don't blame me," she murmured.
Although she had been tortured by Gu Liushang for three years, Mu Yichang still had some feelings of master and disciple in her heart.
The ten years of mutual companionship were not fake. She originally didn't want to kill him so early.
In the past few days, she had tried not to meet Gu Liushang, but the child still came to her door by herself.
The spiritual power in Mu Yichang's palm began to condense. She did not look at Liu Shang, fearing that she would not be able to make a move.
She used ten percent of her skills to kill the man with one blow.
An orange-red spiritual light flashed in Shuiyue Palace, but disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Cough!" Mu Yichang's back hit the jade pillar in the dormitory, and blood spurted out from her mouth.
God-killing backlash!
Mu Yichang sat cross-legged and meditated, adjusting her spiritual power, but she spat out a mouthful of blood again.
She raised her eyes to see that the little boy on the bed was unharmed, and she felt even more angry.
This kid is protected by a divine body, so there is no way to kill him.
She stood up staggeringly, and the spiritual energy rushing around in her body was attacking her internal organs like crazy under the influence of backlash.
It hurts, but it's not as painful as the heart-gnawing nail.
As soon as she took a step forward, Mu Yichang vomited blood again, and then her vision went black and she fell down.
When Mu Yichang woke up, the cry of a young boy could be heard in her ears.
She frowned and murmured, "It's so noisy."
The crying stopped immediately, and Gu Liushang lay beside her, choking with sobs and asked her, "Master, are you about to die?"
"..."
After hearing these words, Mu Yichang felt that even if she died, she would still be angered by this villain and come back to life.
She opened her eyes and glared at him, and said impatiently: "Don't let me see you, you are very annoying."
The little boy was a little aggrieved, his mouth was flat, and he covered Mu Yichang's eyes with his two little hands.
Inexplicably, the rusty smell in his chest surged up again.
If the backlash hadn't tortured her to death, she would have been pissed to death by this evil!
Mu Yichang's injury took three months to recover.
The head brother felt her pulse and sighed heavily.
Patients are most afraid of the doctor sighing, and the same is true for Mu Yichang.
"Are there any other symptoms?" Mu Yichang asked worriedly.
She wasn't afraid of death, she was just afraid that she wouldn't be able to get rid of that little beast Gu Liushang before she died.
The head brother put his hand away, sighed again, and said: "It's nothing serious, I just feel strange."
"What's weird?"
The man looked at her with a look that meant he was beaten, "It's strange that your internal injuries should have been healed in a month, but it took three months. It's really unusual."
