This sound was like a deafening thunder, exploding in Mo Xianyu's ears.

Mo Xianyu's face was so pale that she almost looked the same as the snow-white clothes on her body. Her delicate body trembled under Baili Xingsuqing's cold gaze, her knees softened, and she fell from both sides of the hall and fell ahead of everyone's eyes.

His pitiful posture makes people feel pity for you.

However, when you think of the picture reflected on the "retrospective mirror", you can make a last trace of pity in your heart and disappear without a trace.

Mo Xianyu, who was in a mess, had no exception, received a look of kindness from all directions, but was not a good intention. He fell to his knees and felt ache, and his teeth couldn't help but tremble.

Everyone's eyes looked at her were bad, disgusting, ridiculed, questioned... as if she was an unforgivable sinner!

#feel the whole world's full of malicious intention towards me#

After all, Mo Xianyu has seen this scene before?

She grew up in Mojia Village, and was then taken back to Qingyun Sect by Baili Xingsu. Until Bai Mo took over Meng Qianxun's body, she had been smooth sailing. The biggest change she had ever encountered was probably the pain of being cut off by the demon clan's village and the demon beast mountain range.

In a embarrassing and quick way, Mo Xianyu went to see Baili Xingsu—

The man in white dress stood tall and stood tall, with his condescending eyes as if he was floating ice and snow, his face was deserted and his eyes were indifferent.

For a moment, Mo Xianyu saw indifference and remoteness in Baili Xingsu's eyes. It was a kind of indifference that was heartless and heartless.

There was no disappointment in Baili Xingsu's eyes.

Mo Xianyu's heart was as cold as snow, her face was pale, her cherry lips whispered, and she called out softly as if she was so angry that she was like a wandering silk: "Master..."

"Xingsu, don't interfere in this matter!" Master Qingyun looked at Mo Xianyu with a cold look, but the words in his mouth gave Baili Xingsu a direct order to death.

Baili Xingsu is his most proud disciple, the future leader he likes. The Qingyun master does not want any stains in his life.

At the beginning, he did not agree with Baili Xingsu to accept Mo Xianyu as his disciple, but Baili Xingsu insisted that Mo Xianyu had committed such a thing. The Qingyun Master, who had only changed slightly in the past two years, suddenly became less happy with Mo Xianyu.

Even if Master Qingyun didn't say it, Baili Xingsu would not stand up and plead for Mo Xianyu.

Even though Mo Xianyu is his only disciple.

Baili Xing's black eyes were cold and cold, and there was no strange emotion on his face, as if the one who made the mistake was not his disciple, cold and ruthless.

However, he was not disappointed with Mo Xianyu, but because the skills he practiced had reached a higher level, the faint disappointment became very weak.

Baili Xingsu opened his lips lightly and said coldly: "If you make a mistake, you must accept punishment."

This sentence completely obliterated the last faint light of hope in Mo Xianyu's eyes.

Bai Mo, who has read the original work, knows that Baili Xingsu is not as worried that Mo Xianyu is stained with stains, as the person in Qingyun thought, but Baili Xingsu himself is a big iceberg that sticks to the rules of the Immortal Sect and has clear rewards and punishments.
Chapter completed!