We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?.

Chapter 258 Kill me
"boom!"

The moment Xiao Mo slashed down at Wang Xin, the Buddha statue jade pendant in Wang Xin's arms emitted light, blocking the slash.

A loud crash echoed through the woods, and a crack appeared in the ground behind Wang Xin.

Under the violent blade energy, Wang Xin was sent flying backward, her slender body crashing through several trees.

Just as Wang Xin got up from the ground, Xiao Mo slashed down again.

With a light touch of his toes, he created lotus blossoms and barely managed to dodge to the side.

"Xiao Mo."

Looking at Xiao Mo's appearance, Wang Xin pursed her thin lips, knowing what methods Xiao Mo had tried to repair his spiritual veins and bones.

Judging from that strike, Xiao Mo seems to have indeed succeeded, and his cultivation level has returned to the Jade Purity Realm.

With just one strike, he cleaved the protective jade pendant that the abbot had given him.

But at this moment, Xiao Mo completely lost his mind, like a humanoid beast.

Just as Wang Xin was pondering what to do, Xiao Mo swung his sword for the third time.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Xiao Mo flattened the top of a barren mountain in the distance, sending rocks tumbling down.

Wang Xin turned and flew away, wanting to take Xiao Mo to a farther place.

Seeing his "prey" fly away, Xiao Mo, who had lost his mind, naturally followed quickly.

But just as the two flew over a plain, Xiao Mo suddenly flew towards the ground.

Wang Xin glanced down.

On that small plain, a caravan of镖局 (security escort agency) was transporting goods.

"Oh no!" Wang Xin sensed something was wrong.

At this moment, Xiao Mo was like a killing machine.

He would cut down any living person he saw with a single stroke.

Not to mention that these martial arts bodyguards are exceptionally vigorous.

In Xiao Mo's view, even if they did nothing, it was still a provocation.

"Master, look, a cultivator is flying towards us."

On the plain, a man carrying a meteor hammer spoke to the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort).

"What's going on? Even immortals like this mortal silver?" Master Li asked in confusion.

"Master, what should we do? This guy doesn't seem friendly." Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the other bodyguards. As Xiao Mo drew closer, his murderous aura was suffocating them.

"What the hell can we do? Hurry! Let's go!"

Master Li shouted.

What can a mere martial artist like myself do against these cultivators? Run first!

But Xiao Mo wouldn't let them escape.

With a single slash, Xiao Mo was about to obliterate their souls.

Just then, a girl stood in their way.

Golden Buddhist light formed a shield, blocking the attack.

Wang Xin spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body crashed straight to the ground like a meteorite.

Xiao Mo landed, ignoring Wang Xin, and casually picked up a long knife.

He raised his longsword high, and a blood-red aura swirled around it, the blade's light stretching for ten zhang (approximately 33 meters).

These bodyguards were immobilized by Xiao Mo's murderous aura, unable to take a single step.

Feeling the overwhelming murderous aura and killing intent.

The bodyguards were already in despair, and many of them collapsed to their knees, but they couldn't even utter a word of begging for mercy.

"Xiao Mo, no!"

Just as Xiao Mo was about to swing his sword, Wang Xin climbed out of the deep pit and leaped to embrace Xiao Mo.

Feeling the soft warmth in his arms and smelling the familiar scent of the girl, Xiao Mo's eyes flashed with hesitation.

"Xiao Mo, you said you wouldn't fall for me, Xiao Mo. Wake up!"

Wang Xin held Xiao Mo even tighter. She knew that if Xiao Mo were to strike with his sword and spill the blood of innocent people, he would never come back.

Xiao Mo's long sword trembled incessantly, but he never managed to bring it down.

Those eyes sometimes turned even more crimson, and sometimes dimmed, as if a fierce struggle was taking place within them.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Xiao Mo, and they dared not breathe loudly, for fear of being noticed by this mysterious cultivator.

One breath.
两息
Three breaths
No one has ever felt time could move so slowly.

"Alright, let go now. You're a monk, why are you hugging me so tightly? Don't you know that men and women shouldn't touch each other?"

Ten breaths later, Xiao Mo's voice came from above Wang Xin's head.

Wang Xin lifted her head from Xiao Mo's embrace.

The crimson in Xiao Mo's eyes gradually faded, and the intense killing intent also subsided.

Finally, Xiao Mo put down the longsword. This longsword, forged from ordinary iron, had been subjected to too much evil energy and sword energy, so the moment it hit the ground, it turned into iron filings and dissipated.

"Xiao Mo." Wang Xin stared blankly at Xiao Mo. "You..."

"Let go immediately," Xiao Mo repeated.

"Huh? Oh, right." Seeing that Xiao Mo seemed to have really returned, Wang Xin finally let go of Xiao Mo.

"You're in luck, hurry up and go." Xiao Mo raised his head and said to the bodyguards.

"Thank you for sparing my life, Immortal Master."

"Thank you for sparing my life, Immortal Master."

Although no one knew what had happened, they were overjoyed to learn that they had survived and kept kowtowing in gratitude.

"Go quickly, go quickly."

After kowtowing more than a dozen times, Master Li, fearing that the immortal might change his mind again, quickly spoke to the people around him.

The group of people hurriedly left with their goods, not daring to look back even once.

"What are you standing there for? Let's go back."

Xiao Mo tapped Wang Xin on the head, then turned and flew towards the direction of the mountain village.

"Huh? Oh?" ​​Wang Xin quickly followed.

Flying beside Xiao Mo, Wang Xin looked at Xiao Mo's profile, wondering how to ask him the question, when Xiao Mo spoke first: "Wang Xin".

"Mm," Wangxin responded.

“If I do this again next time,” Xiao Mo’s eyes were filled with icy coldness, “then kill me.”

Half a month later, in Crown Peak City.

After handing over the goods, Master Li and the others went to the most famous restaurant in the city for drinks.

"Master, that cultivator we encountered on the plains... he looks kind of familiar." A martial artist asked.

"Oh, you've seen a celestial being before?" another crew-cut brute said with a smile.

"Actually, I already guessed who that man was," Master Li said, taking a sip of wine.

"Master, who is it?" the disciple asked curiously as he stepped forward.

“That person should be Xiao Mo.” Master Li sighed. “The reason you feel familiar with him is simply because you’ve seen his wanted poster in the city before.”

"Xiao Mo?"

The crew-cut brute felt a chill run down his spine.

"Is that Xiao Mo, the one wanted by several sects, who has killed countless people and is known as the Blood Demon? If that's really the case, we're incredibly lucky to have survived him."

"That's true." Master Li nodded.

"Gentlemen, is this the appearance of Xiao Mo you saw?"

Just as Master Li and the others were sighing, two old cultivators stepped forward, took out a portrait, and asked a question.

“Yes, yes,” the bald warrior nodded quickly. “That’s exactly it.”

Upon hearing the confirmation, the elderly cultivators revealed excited smiles:

"Please tell us in detail where you encountered them."

(End of this chapter)