Pan Jie turned to Mo Wuji and said, "You go and report to the witch soldiers. I will take care of her. Her life will not be in danger."
In the latter sentence, Pan Jie refers to Han Qingru. The innocent boy who was bullied back then is no longer seen now. Time can indeed change anything, even an innocent boy.
Mo Wuji sighed. Originally, he had no intention of killing Pan Jie, but Pan Jie's words gave him no reason to let Pan Jie live. But he didn't take action immediately. He saw Pan Wu rushing over crazily.
"Pa" slapped Pan Jie directly in the face, and an angry Pan Wu appeared in front of Pan Jie.
After she slapped Pan Jie, she bowed to Mo Wuji and said, "Brother Mo, don't worry, even if you risk my life, I won't let you and your sister-in-law get any harm."
Mo Wuji finally felt some warmth in his heart. If he hadn't taken action back then, the Pan siblings would be gone. He would be very disappointed if the Pan siblings all turned out to be the same people. He saved people's lives without expecting others to repay him with kindness, but at least you can't repay kindness with hatred.
"Sister, why did you hit me?" Pan Jie looked very ugly.
Pan Wu ignored him, but bowed to Zhou Shang and said, "Brother Mo was the savior of my siblings back then. Without him, my siblings would have died long ago. Pan Wu begged uncle to let Brother Mo go." And sister-in-law.”
Zhou Shang's face darkened, "Pan Wu, you siblings are the direct bloodline of the Pan family, and this Wu City will also belong to your Pan family in the future. You will be the masters of this place in the future. This woman's pure blood is the best inheritance for the Pan family. Beautiful candidate, you want me to let her go? I can spare that man, but the woman can only inherit the Pan family."
Zhou Shang's words did not deceive Pan Wu. Tianwu City was originally the inheritance of the Wu clan. His blood was impure and he was not qualified to take the surname Pan, so he could only take half of Pan's surname. What made him most ecstatic was that many years later, a pair of siblings with real Pan blood actually appeared in Tianwu City.
Han Qingru must enjoy it first, and then hand it over to Panjie to inherit the Pan family's bloodline.
Obviously, before a woman can inherit the Pan family, she must first serve him Zhou Shang happily.
Pan Wu didn't make any rebuttal, and still said in a pleasant tone, "Uncle, people from the Broken Realm often come to Tianwu City. There are so many beautiful women in the cultivation world. In the future, when beautiful women come over, let Pan Jie..."
"Sister, what are you doing..." Pan Jie's face became increasingly gloomy, and Han Qingru's beauty moved his heart. Although the witch master has to enjoy it first, in the end he will be given to Pan Jie to pass on the Pan family's bloodline.
"Shut up, you beast." Pan Wu pointed at Pan Jie and scolded, "Have you forgotten how Brother Mo saved us back then? At least he is still your master."
Mo Wuji interrupted Pan Wu, "Pan Wu, you were wrong just now. I am not his master. Also, I want to ask you, there are monks from the Broken Realm coming here often. Where are those monks?" "
Mo Wuji no longer had any emotions for Pan Jie. He didn't even bother to ask how Pan Jie appeared here.
When Pan Wu heard Mo Wuji's words, she immediately lowered her head and whispered, "I'm sorry, Brother Mo, my ability is limited and I can't save them..."
"Wuji, the monks from the Broken Realm, the women were all raped by that beast. The men were caught, and then all their flesh and bones were sold and divided." Han Qingru held onto Mo Wuji's hand, her tone trembling. said.
Mo Wuji understood that among the monks from the Broken Realm, which one was not full of immortal spiritual energy? These flesh and blood are the best blood food for the barbarians here in Tianwu City.
If he hadn't been able to move quickly due to his divine will, he would soon have revealed his identity as a monk and would have been besieged.
"Pan Jie, take your sister away. This has nothing to do with me..." Zhou Shang's words suddenly stopped, and then he found a big handprint lifting his neck.
"Uh, uh..." Zhou Shang tried his best to struggle in the air, but he could only make a sound of uh uh.
The hundreds of witch soldiers around were stunned. Soon they reacted and rushed towards Mo Wuji crazily.
Mo Wuji opened his hand and threw out a stream of flames. The flames turned into a line of fire, and these hundreds of witch soldiers turned into nothingness under the line of fire.
Although thousands more witch soldiers rushed over, when they saw Mo Wuji making hundreds of witch soldiers disappear with a line of fire, these thousands of witch soldiers stopped abruptly and looked at Mo Wuji with horror on their faces. .
Although the savage beasts were powerful and they still had the ability to fight against them, Mo Wuji's methods were simply not something that could be resisted by manpower, nor could they be defeated by a large number of people.
Pan Jie finally came to his senses and fell to his knees in fear, "Master, please spare my father..."
When he begged Zhou Shang for mercy, he was actually begging for himself. At the same time, he also knew very well that Zhou Shang could not die. If Zhou Shang died, his Pan family inheritance would be gone.
Before Mo Wuji could say anything, he knelt down on the ground like a dance, "Brother Mo, please let my brother go."
Mo Wuji was so powerful, one can imagine that killing Pan Jie would be as easy as breathing, or even easier than breathing.
Although she disliked her brother very much, his conscience was darkened for the Pan family inheritance. But Panjie is her brother after all. They have been dependent on each other for so many years, and they have gone through many hardships and hardships. If she watched her brother being killed in front of her, or by her master who was unable to take revenge, she would collapse deep in her heart.
Mo Wuji glanced at Pan Jie indifferently, "For the sake of your sister Pan Wu, I won't kill you..."
As he spoke, a silent aura of rules penetrated into Pan Jie's body. He did not kill Pan Jie for Pan Wu's sake, but Pan Jie dared to be rude to Qing Ru, so don't blame him for being rude. This regular aura fell into Pan Jie's body. As long as Pan Jie dared to practice the cultivation technique again, his cultivation level would drop every time he practiced it.
The body-training technique was perfected by him, and it belonged to the Pan family after all. Mo Wuji had no intention of touching it. But the cultivation techniques were passed down by him back then, and he will slowly take them back through this rule. Since you are a witch clan, you should stop practicing cultivation techniques from now on.
"Thank you, thank you..." Pan Wu's forehead was bruised when he heard that Mo Wuji didn't kill Pan Jie.
Mo Wuji did not go to see Pan Wu, and the friendship between him and the Pan siblings ended there.
He opened his hand, and the vitality handprint holding Zhou Shang disappeared in the void.
Feeling his neck loosen, Zhou Shang quickly shouted, "Sir, please forgive me, I was blind just now, I promise..."
Mo Wuji didn't wait for Zhou Shang to finish his words before shooting out four more black nails.
These four nails forcibly nailed Zhou Shang's hands and feet into the void, forming a large character. A ball of flame was thrown out by Mo Wuji, and the flame slowly burned from the soles of Zhou Shang's feet.
Zhou Shang's shrill cry came out, and everyone could see his feet slowly disappearing in the flames.
Several void formations were thrown out by Mo Wuji, and the void formations soon trapped Zhou Shang in the void. At this moment, the entire Tianwu City could hear Zhou Shang's shrill howl, and could also see the flames burning Zhou Shang.
Chill filled the hearts of everyone in Tianwu City. Even the witch master of Tianwu City was killed easily and then burned with terrifying flames. Anyone who dares to offend this gentleman at this time may turn into ashes and disappear immediately.
Just when everyone in Tianwu City was terrified, Mo Wuji suddenly punched him. The splendid Witch Lord's Palace was blown to pieces by Mo Wuji's punch, and a huge ravine appeared above the Witch Lord's Palace. Mo Wuji raised his hand again, and another hill-like amount of soil fell on the ruins of the palace, piling up the ruins into a tomb shape.
A stone tablet appeared in front of this very large tomb. It said, "Huan Lu'er's tomb, Wuji Qingru stands."
Han Qingru saw Mo Wuji's movements and bowed several times in the direction of the tombstone. Mo Wuji had already grabbed the formation flag and used a protective formation around the tombstone.
With the killing array and protective array he has set up here, there is no one left who can open it. Anyone who dares to attack this tombstone will immediately be killed by the killing array, and even the bones and dregs will be killed.
"Let's go, Qingru." After doing this, Mo Wuji picked up Qingru and tore it open in the air. A void crack appeared in front of him, and he and Han Qingru disappeared into the void crack.
The void cracks quickly restored themselves and disappeared.
Pan Jie reacted, jumped up and shouted loudly, "Let's all work together to save the witch master."
Seeing that Mo Wuji had left, dozens of witch soldiers dared to rush forward. However, as soon as these witch soldiers jumped up and approached the place where Zhou Shang was pinned, they turned into nothingness.
Dozens of people were turned into nothingness one after another, and no one dared to approach the place where Zhou Shang was burning.
Pan Wu looked at the void crack that had disappeared, sighed, lowered his head and left slowly. Her mind went blank, and she even regretted taking her brother away from that quiet little planet.
(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends!)