Why are you messing with her? Her mission is to bully the scumbag

Chapter 140 When the Female Supporting Character Becomes the Male Lead’s White Moonlight (7)

Zhibai's rage was ignited once again. He rushed back to the Saint Maiden Palace like a gust of wind. Without saying a word, he kicked Luo Li directly, "Luo Li! You bitch, how dare you try to sow discord between me and A Yue!"

His voice was like thunder, echoing in the Holy Maiden Palace.

Luo Li was kicked and flew out, falling heavily to the ground. Before she could react, Zhibai was kicking her one after another like a madman.

Each kick contained endless anger and disappointment, as if to kick her into hell.

After a while, Luo Li was unconscious and lying on the ground like a puddle of mud.

Zhibai's eyes were as cold as ice. He looked at Luo Li on the ground coldly, his heart full of murderous intent.

The root of all this is this woman. As long as she is killed, everything will return to peace.

All Ah Yue wanted was an explanation, an explanation that would make this bitch disappear from this world completely.

Thinking of this, Zhibai drew out the long sword from his waist without hesitation. The tip of the sword flashed with cold light and pointed directly at Luo Li's dantian.

He wanted to destroy this woman, destroy the cultivation he had worked so hard to obtain for her, and make her completely useless.

"Puchi!" The long sword pierced Luo Li's body mercilessly, and blood gushed out, staining the ground of the Holy Maiden Temple red.

There was no expression on Zhibai's face, only endless indifference and murderous intent.

Ling Jinxing stood in the main hall of the Rising Sun Sect, watching Zhibai's crazy behavior, and couldn't help but sigh.

This man is extremely cruel.

He is willing to take action even against his own woman.

"Master, something bad has happened! The demon world has attacked the fairy world!" A hurried voice suddenly broke the tranquility of the sect's hall.

A disciple rushed in, his face full of anxiety and panic.

Mingjun's gaze fell on Ling Jinxing intentionally or unintentionally. He always felt that this matter was a little strange, as if it was inextricably linked to this disciple.

He asked in a deep voice, "Why did the demon world suddenly attack the immortal world? What is their purpose?"

The disciple took a breath and continued, "The Demon Lord said he was looking for Luo Li and Tian Jun, and told others not to get involved. It seems they came only for these two people."

Mingjun frowned when he heard this.

He thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Keep watching. If the people from the Demon Realm dare to harm innocent people, then fight them with all your might. But if they are just looking for those two, then let them go!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Jinxing curled up the corners of his mouth into a playful smile.

She turned around and was about to leave, but Mingjun stopped her, "Ling Xin, where are you going? It's very chaotic outside right now. You'd better stay in the sect."

Ling Jinxing stopped and looked back at Mingjun, a cunning glint in his eyes. "Master, I just want to see what happens to those evildoers. Don't worry, I know what to do."

After she finished speaking, she disappeared in the sect's main hall in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Jinxing arrived at the glorious place at the entrance to the heaven, but he only saw dark clouds overhead and the army of the demon world surging like a black tide, dyeing the skyline dim.

Zhibai was wearing silver-white armor, like the most dazzling frost and snow in winter. The long sword in his hand was pointed directly at Moye opposite him. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the cold light flashed.

"Moye, our worlds have lived in peace for many years. Why are you mobilizing troops today to disrupt the peace of my fairyland?" Zhibai's voice was steady and powerful, echoing over the empty battlefield.

Mo Ye was dressed in black as bright as the night, his long gown swaying gently in the wind. He lowered his eyes, and his slender fingers gently stroked the long sword in his hand, his cold eyes reflected on the sword.

"Luo Li did evil things in front of A Yue's face, and you, as the Lord of Heaven, turned a blind eye to it? Are you blind?" There was uncontrollable anger in his words.

"How dare you insult Ah Yue's name so lightly?" Zhibai's face instantly darkened, like the sky before a storm. "Regarding Luo Li's affairs, this Heavenly Lord has his own considerations. How can I allow you to arbitrarily interfere?"

"Consideration? Haha, your consideration is to let Ah Yue get hurt again and again?" Mo Ye sneered, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes, "Today, if you don't give me an explanation, don't blame me, the Demon Realm, for being rude!"

"There is no point in talking more, let's fight!" Zhibai swung his sword, and the sword light was like a dragon, soaring into the sky. A great battle began.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights. The strong men from the heaven and the demon world clashed in the air. Spells and sword energy intertwined into a huge net that covered the sky and the sun.

Many sects in the immortal world, having expressed dissatisfaction with Zhibai and Luoli's actions in recent years, chose to stand by and watch, unwilling to get involved in this dispute.

Although the 10,000 heavenly soldiers led by Zhibai were extremely brave, they were eventually at a disadvantage under the fierce bombardment of the demon army.

By the third day, there were only a few heavenly soldiers left, and Zhibai was seriously injured and trampled under Moye's feet.

"Hand over Luo Li!" Moye's voice was cold and resolute, and the force from his feet made Zhibai groan in pain.

"Hahaha, Luo Li? She's dead. I killed her with my own hands. Her body is in the Saint's Palace." Zhibai's mouth was bleeding, but he was still laughing crazily. "I gave Ah Yue the best explanation. She will never go with you!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Ye curled up his lips into a sneer, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Really? Then I have to go and see it with my own eyes to feel at ease." Before he finished speaking, he swung the sword in his hand again. Zhibai's body trembled violently and blood spurted out.

Inside the Holy Maiden Hall, the dim light barely illuminated the surroundings. Luo Li lay quietly on the ground, like a forgotten broken doll.

Beside her, the dark red blood had long since dried up and solidified into pieces of shocking dark red. The air was filled with a disgusting smell of rust, indicating that she had been dead for many days.

Mo Ye stood beside Luo Li's body, a sneer on his lips, a smile that contained both relief and madness.

"Finally, this bitch is dead...Ayue, you will definitely come back, right? This time, I will definitely win, absolutely!" He muttered to himself, as if he was making a promise to the air, or as if he was cheering himself up.

At this moment, the door of the Holy Maiden Temple was slowly pushed open, and a ray of light penetrated the darkness, illuminating the figure at the door.

Ling Jinxing walked in slowly, holding a white Bingpo sword that was flashing with cold light in her hand. The sword light formed a sharp contrast with her red clothes, and was particularly dazzling.

"Oh my, it seems I missed a lot of good things! The love, hate and vengeance between you two are more exciting than a storybook!" She chuckled, with a bit of teasing and unruly tone in her voice.

Mo Ye turned abruptly, his gaze like a knife piercing Ling Jinxing. "Who are you? Why are you holding Ah Yue's Ice Soul Sword?"