Mo Yiyi's words simply stung a hornet's nest. These villagers suddenly became anxious, fearing that Mo Yiyi would really do that!

But Mo Yiyi really did that!

When the fire at the ancestral hall really burst into the sky, the group of villagers who gritted their teeth could no longer bear it, and everyone started crying and howling!

However, Mo Yiyi seemed to think it was not enough and continued to ask the little sword cultivator next to her.

"Do you know where the ancestral graves in their village are? Let's dig them up too."

God knows if a group of evil god believers who will turn into perpetrators after being killed and disappear after being killed have such things as ancestral graves in the village, but it is not important. Mo Yiyi said that they should dig up, so the little sword cultivators planned to look for it.

Look, among these villagers who were still clenching their teeth, there were some who couldn't stand this and broke their guard!

"You can't do this! You can't dig up the calf's grave!"

The person on the side tried to persuade her, but she spit on that person’s face!

"All the people in your family who died were old men and women who had had enough life. Our calf is only six years old! You damn bitch, why are you so cruel! You don't hope that my calf will be well at all!"

The advising aunt was spat on and was dumbfounded. When she reacted, she was no longer happy. She hit the crying woman with her body and knocked her to the ground!

"You damn bitch, you have a bad life, you kill your own son and you still accuse others of being evil-hearted? I think you are the most vicious thing! You have done some evil things in your previous life! Only in this life will you cut off your children and grandchildren!

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After being told this, the woman was not happy, and the two tied up women started fighting, but Mo Yiyi didn't even look at it, and said directly to the little sword cultivators.

"Go around, look for it, they've dug it all up!"

Seeing that the little sword cultivators really took action, the villagers panicked, and finally a trembling old lady cried and said to Mo Yiyi.

"You are such a heartless beast! If you dig up the ancestral graves in our village, you will definitely die a bad death in the future!!!"

Seeing the little old lady crying so genuinely and sincerely, Mo Yiyi felt even more funny in her heart.

"What are the ancestral graves in your village? New disciples come to this valley every year, and a new group of evil god believers come in every year. Where did you people get the ancestral graves?"

Mo Yiyi's words were like turning on some unspeakable button. The group of people who were crying suddenly stopped and looked at Mo Yiyi.

Noila Mo was not afraid at all and continued speaking without changing her expression.

"Does this house belong to you? Do these fields belong to you? Where do the ancestral graves and the ancestral hall belong to you?"

Following Mo Yiyi's words, these seemingly harmless villagers suddenly changed one by one.

Their faces began to distort, their expressions became painful, the human skin on their bodies began to appear cracks, and wisps of black air emerged from it, quickly wrapping them into horrifying deformities!

They twisted, struggled, and grinned...

However, they were still tied tightly!

There was nothing we could do about it. The rope that Mo Yiyi took out was particularly strong.

This is a bit embarrassing.

Originally, I wanted to transform myself again and tear this incompetent female cultivator into pieces.

But even if they change back to their original bodies, they are still unable to move unless they really tear this hard-won human skin!

Although this human skin is not real, it is just an opportunity they got after entering this valley, but they still cherish this skin very much and are not willing to lose it completely!

So they could only be trapped on the rope, and then they kept twisting and struggling wildly, dragging other deformed evil god believers to stagger around, and even being dragged along the ground for a long time!

Such villagers did not change Mo Yiyi's face, but aroused the interest of other young sword cultivators.

This was the first time they had seen such a thing, and all of them were very curious. They took their swords and poked them here and there, and even the one with quick hands chopped one to death!

Then the monster transformed in front of them into the little sword cultivator who did the trick. No matter the appearance or the things on his body, he was exactly the same. Even the sword in his hand that was still dripping with blood was the same!

But when the little sword cultivator took action again, everyone saw the difference.

No matter how similar the monster becomes, it is still not the same person.

He held a sword in his hand, but it was a weak one. The first sword swordsman was just a test, the second sword was not determined to give up, and the third sword did not hold back and killed the person directly.

The force is not worth it, it is at the level of a mortal, very weak!

In this case, there seems to be no need to keep these villagers.

No need for Mo Yiyi to speak, these little sword cultivators raised their swords and killed all these monsters!

After the monster died, it turned into the appearance of the little swordsman who killed him, but this time after they were resurrected, they no longer entangled, but wanted to run away quickly!

But how could they outrun Xiao Jianxiu's sword? None of them could run out, they all fell down!

Noila Mo sat on the soft cushion and watched all this happening, sighing in her heart.

Looking at the dark peach forest, I don't know what happened to the new disciples who came in later. It was already dark and they didn't find the village. I don't know if they encountered anything bad.

These new disciples have indeed encountered some bad things.

In previous years, the new disciples of the Sword Sect would not gather together. They were all scattered in the forest. Their presence could kill many followers of the evil god who were wearing the skin of their companions.

But it's not the case this year. All the disciples of the Sword Sect gathered in one place. The little sword cultivator likes to chop when he doesn't see anyone, so these new disciples suffered.

The sky slowly got brighter, and Mo Yiyi, who had been lying on the soft cushion to rest all night, also opened her eyes.

Unlike the young disciples who were practicing hard, Noila Mo, who clearly didn't need to rest, lay down on the soft cushion and slept, although it was not a sound sleep.

After getting up, brushing her teeth and washing her face, Mo Yiyi took out her big iron pot again, and in a good mood started to prepare breakfast food for the little sword cultivators!

As for the new disciples of various sects in the forest, some were lucky enough not to encounter the followers of the evil god, and some escaped because of their strong premonitions of the crisis, but no matter what they were, they were all quite tired at the moment.

Needless to say, those who experienced the "tragic death" of their companions, and those who slept all night also felt uncomfortable.

I don't know why I fell asleep, but when I woke up I felt sore in my waist and back, and a lot of my energy and energy seemed to have been drained away from me.

All the new disciples at a young age have dark circles under their eyes.

My skin started to turn dry and yellow, like a group of little refugees!

Even if they can't see themselves, they can still see their companions. With such an obvious change, even a stupid person will know that there is something fishy in this peach forest. After waking up, they will continue on their way, hoping to escape from this peach forest!

Mo Yiyi and the young sword cultivators spent another day eating and drinking in the village, and the young disciples from other sects also spent a day wandering around the peach forest.

I don't know if they were just unlucky, or if there was something really strange in this peach forest. They wandered around but couldn't find the location of the village. Instead, they were completely confused and didn't know where the way out was!

Seeing that it was getting dark again, Mo Yiyi began to share the fruits with the little sword cultivators.

The melons in Mo Yiyi's storage compartment are almost eaten. Fortunately, there are other things in her storage compartment, so there is no need to worry about the little sword cultivators having no fruit to eat before and after meals.

These new disciples of the Sword Sect were lining up obediently, when suddenly a black shadow rushed out from the peach forest!

At first, Mo Yiyi didn't notice at all. She was surrounded by the little sword cultivators, who were very attentive in dividing them up.

But when her nose could smell the rotting smell of blood, she raised her eyes and looked outside the wall!

Mo Yiyi was sitting on a soft cushion in a relatively high position, so she stretched her neck to find the angle and discovered the monsters that had rushed out at some point!

These monsters look much more normal than those in the village before.

They are humanoid, shriveled and thin, with a look of madness on their faces and eyes. If you look at them, you can hear an extremely desperate ghost crying sound.

Their souls are experiencing despair, but their bodies have become the playthings and puppets of the evil god.

Mo Yiyi's action of dividing the melon instantly aroused the dissatisfaction of the other little sword cultivators who had not yet received their share, and they all urged Mo Yiyi.

Noila Mo came back to her senses, quickly retracted her gaze, and then began to cut melons for them seriously!

After all the melons were divided, the little sword cultivators dispersed.

Those who eat melons eat melons, and those who kill enemies kill enemies.

Although these little sword cultivators did not communicate in any form during the whole process, they were still able to cooperate tacitly in individual battles, so even if there was a constant flow of monsters, they could still kill them in shifts.

As for Mo Yiyi, Mo Yiyi also tried to help kill some, but after killing some, she felt it was no longer interesting.

It's really boring to kill the skins in the hands of these evil gods here. It's not as interesting as cooking for the little sword cultivators.

But I just finished this meal, so I'm not in a hurry to make the next one.

Mo Yiyi looked around and finally started burning the corpses of these monsters.

She didn't have to do it herself, she just needed to take out some iron puppets, and they did the job very well. It was so convenient that Mo Yiyi wanted to buy some more puppets!

These followers of the evil god were brought in by the disciples of the Sword Sect in order to find something to do for the little sword cultivators who had nothing to do.

But the small sword cultivators who were scattered in the past are now gathered together, and the wave of believers who could cause them some trouble in the past are of no use now.

There are a large number of little sword cultivators, high force value, and strong lethality. In addition, there is Mo Yiyi, a powerful logistics support, so there is no need to think about anything, just kill and kill is enough!

As for when they are tired, there are other disciples who can fill in when they are tired. As long as they stagger their rest time, these followers of the evil god will have nothing to fear!

Therefore, the sword cultivators kept pouring in, and the young sword cultivators continued to kill inside. The sword cultivators who finally let go became impatient, but the young sword cultivators still only killed in an orderly manner.

This is not possible, as it does not highlight the value of training them.

So the sword cultivator discussed it for a while, and then got really crazy and threw a little boss in!

This little boss is from Jindanqi and is dressed as a salesman.

He had a donkey, and he sat on the donkey and passed through these tall peach trees. When he walked in from the outside, he seemed to be able to face the attack of the little sword cultivator with ease.

Mo Yiyi glanced at the little salesman and felt nothing special at all, but his power was visible to the naked eye. This guy was not easy to deal with!
To be continued...