novelraw Chapter 661 659: You Can Only Die Here
Chapter 661 659: You Can Only Die Here
Mo Lin turned and walked into the courtyard.
Fuqi was ready to make a move against Mo Lin, but Tang Qingqing was glaring at him intently.
If Fuqi dared to act, Tang Qingqing would definitely not sit by idly.
She hadn't explicitly stated she would protect Mo Lin, but she hadn't stated she wouldn't either.
Helpless, Fuqi had to give up.
He was anxious; as soon as Mo Lin left this courtyard, he would dare to make a move on him.
By then, even if Tang Qingqing wanted to protect Mo Lin, she would have no excuse.
In the left room on the second floor.
The room was in disarray, with the curtains torn to shreds.
White down feathers covered the entire floor.
A woman in pajamas, barefooted, crouched in the corner.
Her disheveled hair obscured her face.
It seemed she heard the door opening, and she slowly raised her head, revealing a pale face.
This woman was Xue Yun, with no smiles on her face.
She looked haggard.
Seeing her like this, Mo Lin's heart couldn't help but tremble.
Just a month ago, Xue Yun was high-spirited, at the peak of her power.
She was like a completely different person compared to now.
Seeing her at that moment, Mo Lin couldn't help but feel sorry for his good friend.
Upon seeing Mo Lin, Xue Yun was stunned for a full ten seconds.
"Did I cause trouble for you..."
Her voice was hoarse, she looked up at Mo Lin, the sunlight partially casting on her face through the window.
Her already pale cheeks looked even more haggard now.
For some reason, seeing her like this, Mo Lin's eyes turned red.
"I didn't mean to kill... it's... I..." Xue Yun wanted to explain to Mo Lin, but he interrupted her mid-sentence.
"Since I'm here, nothing has happened. I'll take you away."
Mo Lin slowly said to Xue Yun, "You are my good friend, you don't need to explain so much to me."
As for Xue Yun killing, she surely had her reasons.
Mo Lin didn't want to ask more, nor would he blame Xue Yun.
Looking at Mo Lin, Xue Yun felt the burden in her heart finally lifted.
She had been hesitating about how to explain to Mo Lin.
She even wondered if Mo Lin would blame her; before seeing Mo Lin, Xue Yun had imagined a lot of scenarios.
At this moment, Xue Yun smiled contentedly.
Xue Yun put on a red and white coat and then left the room with Mo Lin.
As Mo Lin and Xue Yun appeared in the courtyard,
everyone's gaze focused on them.
Tang Qingqing glanced at Mo Lin, then said, "Stay inside, and no one will dare to touch you."
At this moment, she was determined to protect Mo Lin.
At least with her here, Mo Lin and Xue Yun's lives were safe.
"Thank you for your kindness," Mo Lin thanked Tang Qingqing.
Tang Qingqing had already done enough, and Mo Lin didn't want to implicate her any further.
Tang Qingqing was from Jingming Daoism; making her turn against it would ruin her future, wouldn't it?
Mo Lin was satisfied with Tang Qingqing's goodwill.
Tang Qingqing was just about to say something when Mo Lin interrupted her.
"You've done enough; let me handle the rest."
With that, Mo Lin led Xue Yun forward.
Just as they left Tang Qingqing's range,
the next moment, Fuqi instantly rushed towards Mo Lin.
A terrifying wave of force rushed towards Mo Lin like a tide.
Fuqi held a Talisman between his right index and middle fingers, and with a wave of his hand, a flash of lightning surged towards Mo Lin.
Mo Lin had encountered similar methods before.
Although the way it was cast was different, it was all Thunder Control.
Thunder as thick as a person's arm descended upon Mo Lin.
"Boom..."
The sound of thunder echoed through the entire space.
Two large golden figures emerged, appearing beside Mo Lin, blocking the terrifying lightning from above.
The Heng and Ha Generals appeared beside Mo Lin.
Fuqi looked at Mo Lin with interest.
"Two Divine Generals? Quite a feat."
He was speaking the truth; being able to control two Divine Generals at once, Mo Lin did have some skill.
But not much.
"Do you think you can leave by just relying on two Divine Generals?
Are you not taking us Jingming Daoism seriously?" Fuqi snorted coldly.
The First Daoist Lord Qin Kui snorted, "Boy, you're courting death."
A dreadful pressure radiated from Qin Kui's body.
Unlike Fuqi, Qin Kui's pressure was significantly stronger.
It felt like a massive mountain pressing down on Mo Lin.
Suddenly, Mo Lin felt his chest churn, a sweet taste in his mouth.
"Puff..." A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.
Staring at the blood on the ground, Mo Lin was momentarily dazed, murmuring to himself, "So strong..."
Just a single sentence was enough to make Mo Lin vomit blood.
Mo Lin hadn't even reacted before he coughed up blood.
Of course... Mo Lin wasn't surprised; this was Jingming Daoism, and Qin Kui was the First Daoist Lord.
If he didn't have this level of strength, what was he good for?
With centuries of heritage, it was only normal for Jingming Daoism to have someone this powerful.
Of course... Mo Lin was no longer the Mo Lin from a few years ago.
Compared to a few years ago, Mo Lin's power had made a qualitative leap.
Xue Yun stood behind Mo Lin, glaring viciously at Qin Kui, her eyes filled with killing intent.
She clenched her white fists tightly.
If it weren't for being outmaneuvered, her injuries not fully healed, and just fighting a Jingming Daoism tenth-generation disciple a few days ago—although she killed him, her strength had diminished.
Now, she didn't have the strength for a fight.
"I just want to take my friend and leave; I don't want trouble," Mo Lin said, looking up at Qin Kui, with blood on his lips still fresh.
"No," Qin Kui replied icily.
Without further ado, Qin Kui moved, slowly raising his hand. As he did so, a gale rose around him.
The howling wind gathered in the air, forming the shadow of a sword above Mo Lin's head.
The sword shadow then plummeted towards Mo Lin.
Having executed this move, Qin Kui withdrew his hand and coldly commanded, "Clean up the bodies."
In his eyes, Mo Lin was doomed.
What good were two Divine Generals?
This move, an Immortal Technique, was beyond what Mo Lin's Divine Generals could withstand.
Tang Qingqing nervously clenched her fists; Qin Kui had used an Upper Nine Streams Immortal Technique. She didn't know if Mo Lin could resist it.
As the sword shadow vanished, a cyan silhouette streaked through the air like a meteor.
Next, they saw Qin Kui's body, as if the strings had been cut from a kite, flying backward, crashing hard on the ground.
The ground caved in where he landed.
The once chilly weather suddenly turned scorching.
The air temperature rapidly rose, as if entering a sweltering summer—or even hotter.
A woman with a slender figure but extremely ugly face appeared in front of everyone.
This woman, clad in cyan, hovered in mid-air.
Her exquisite body and horrid visage seemed like a mismatched puzzle.
She's the Nvwa!
She was Mo Lin's trump card.
Mo Lin had summoned the Nvwa using the Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill.
The moment Tang Qingqing saw Nvwa, she stared in shock, eyes wide open.
This was the first time she had shown such an amazed expression.
Goosebumps sprinkled Tang Qingqing's skin.
Staring at this cyan-clad woman, she felt like facing an endless sea, unfathomable.
The Nvwa stood airborne, her oppressive aura permeating the entire Tenth Generation Disciple Palace.
Disciples five hundred meters away all retreated a kilometer back.
The heat was unbearable so close.
Xue Yun stood behind Mo Lin, moments ago thinking she was dead for sure.
This was the first time she'd seen Mo Lin demonstrating such power.
Mo Lin stood on the ground, coldly addressing Qin Kui, who was lying in the crater.
"I've never wronged you.
Is it so hard to let my friend and me leave?"
"Heh heh..."
Qin Kui rose, snorting coldly.
"You will die here today, no doubt," Qin Kui had no intention of letting Mo Lin and Xue Yun go.
Initially, Mo Lin had no desire to kill.
But hearing Qin Kui's words, the urge to kill surged in Mo Lin's heart.
"Kill him," Mo Lin commanded the Nvwa.
The opponent wanted Mo Lin dead; naturally, Mo Lin wouldn't spare Qin Kui.