But he couldn't find out what happened to him.
Yu Qingqing touched his breath and discovered that his breathing was also slowly and weakly.
"what happened!?"
Yu Qinggan took Mou Chen back to the temple.
"What exactly did you do to him?"
she asked sharply.
The monks were still lying on the ground with pale faces.
The old monk kept coughing. He looked at Yu Qingqing with another sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Fairy, I won't tell you!"
The old monk was still tough-talking, looking at Yu Qinghui as if Yu Qinghui was his father-killing enemy.
"Then I can't kill a goblin like you with my own hands. I feel happy seeing that you can't get what you want."
The old monk said loudly again, and after finishing speaking, he laughed again.
Seeing him like this, Yu Qingqing also felt very puzzled. There are many good people in the world.
I feel that he is the noblest person in the world.
Even if she was a rabbit demon, she didn't do anything heinous, so why did they get into trouble.
Besides, she is not a rabbit demon.
"I'm not a fairy, I'm the Jade Rabbit in the Moon Palace!"
Yu Qingming couldn't believe why they were so sure that they were a goblin.
"hehe… "
The old monk said nothing and just sneered.
Yu Qingming didn't know how to let them know that he was an immortal and not a demon.
She even felt that Mou Chen's breath in her arms was getting lighter and lighter.
"You keep saying that monks are compassionate, but you are killing lives like this. How can you be any better one by one?"
Yu Qingqing tightened her grip on Mou Chen, and the anger in her heart grew stronger and stronger.
She really wanted to kill these people.
"In order to kill you, the rabbit monster, anyone's sacrifice is worth it."
The old monk is still very upright.
Yu Qingting finally couldn't bear it any longer. She gently placed Mou Chen on the ground and reached out to pull the old monk over.
One hand pinched his neck, and she pinched it very hard. The old monk was suffocated for a while, his face turned red from holding back, and he seemed to be unable to breathe at all.
Yu Qingqing let go of his hand again, and the old monk breathed some fresh air.
"Say it!?"
She gritted her teeth.
"I won't tell."
The old monk is still a tough talker.
Yu Qinggang still opened the old monk's hands, and he was thrown heavily against a tree on the side.
He slipped down again and fainted.
Yu Qingqing walked up to the monk from the Discipline Hall again and lifted him up with one hand.
"explain?"
She really couldn't contain herself anymore.
If Mou Chen dies, won't he be unable to complete his mission
These people are really hateful.
"I...you pinch me..."
The monk in the Discipline Hall was suffocated by waves of being pinched by her like this, and almost died.
Yu Qingqing let go of his hand, and he was thrown to the ground again.
"explain!"
Yu Qingqing stared at him.
"Senior brother gave him the soul-locking pill. He must take the antidote quickly, otherwise there will be no way to save him!"
The monk from the Discipline Hall quickly took out a bottle of elixir and delivered it to Yu Qingming.
Yu Qingqing took the pill and quickly ran to Mou Chen's side. As soon as he touched Mou Chen, he realized that his body was already cold.
"Mouchen, Mouchen!"
She shouted a few times and touched the underside of Mou Chen's breath with trembling fingers.
(End of chapter)