The Host in Quick Transmigration Always Wants to Break Her Character

The followers behind Mo Wuji tried to stand in front of him, but Mo Wuji stopped them with a wave of his hand.

"Who goes there?" Lin Jingyi stopped in front of Mo Wuji and asked him calmly.

The cold wind whipped her blue ribbon, which intertwined with her dark hair in the wind. The chilly night was eerily quiet, devoid of the usual chirping of insects and birds.

The air was thick with the stench of blood. Lin Jingyi frowned. Had these people just killed someone?

At this moment, the moon hung high in the sky, emitting a silvery-white light. Using his spiritual power, Lin Jingyi moved through the darkness as if it were daytime, without any hindrance.

Mo Wuji looked impatient and said in a cold tone, "When the Demonic Sect is doing its business, I advise you not to block their way."

He wanted to see his Shuangshuang, but many busybodies tried to stop him, and he looked at Lin Jingyi with murderous intent.

Lin Jingyi remained unfazed, calmly observing Mo Wuji: "Leader of the Demonic Sect? May I ask what brings the Leader of the Demonic Sect to my Yanxue Manor?"

"And... such a grand mobilization?" Lin Jingyi asked casually, glancing behind Mo Wuji as he spoke.

There appeared to be about fifty followers behind Mo Wuji, but these were all elites of the Demonic Sect.

Moreover, it was nighttime, and everyone was asleep, completely unprepared.

Therefore, Yanxue Manor in Yan Zhao's previous life was destroyed by the Demonic Sect.

Mo Wuji glanced at Lin Jingyi with a cold look, slowly raised his hand, and then quickly lowered it.

As if receiving some kind of command, the followers behind him began to attack Lin Jingyi.

Lin Jingyi leaped onto a tree, used his inner strength to draw a stone into his hand, and then smashed the stone against the alarm bell on the mountain villa, making a "Duang" sound with an echo.

As the bells stopped ringing, the lights in the villa slowly came on, illuminating the entire place.

People quickly ran out of the villa.

Mo Wuji frowned slightly upon seeing this; this was a bit of a problem.

He had no choice but to recall his followers, then looked up indifferently at Lin Jingyi, his deep, cold voice devoid of any inflection: "We are here to find someone."

Lin Jingyi: "Oh, my Yanxue Manor doesn't have the person your Demonic Sect is looking for."

"After investigation, Shuangshuang was last seen here." Mo Wuji looked at Lin Jingyi as if he were a dead man, his eyes devoid of any warmth.

Seeing that everyone in the manor had come out, Lin Jingyi leaped down to the tree and stood in front of Yan's father and the others.

"We don't have anyone at Yanxue Manor who's looking for you," Lin Jingyi said calmly.

Several days ago, she had already told Yan's father and others about this matter, telling them to take precautions, just waiting for the night she would sound the alarm.

She followed Yan Zhao's example and told Xiao Yue to make sure Nie Shuangshuang hid properly and didn't come out.

Although Yan's father and the others thought it was unlikely, they still went along with Lin Jingyi to make the preparations. They never expected that Nie Shuangshuang really had colluded with the Demonic Sect.

"Shuangshuang's whereabouts disappeared here!" Mo Wuji's patience had reached its limit.

"Who is Shuangshuang?" Lin Jingyi asked, puzzled.

Then he turned to Yan's father and the others behind him and asked, "Father, do you know who Shuangshuang is?"

"We do not know." Father Yan shook his head, then spoke in a loud voice, his aura fully unleashed, brooking no argument as he addressed Mo Wuji:

"We hope you will leave quickly, as it is getting late and our manor does not welcome guests."

Why are these people trying to stop him from finding Shuangshuang? Seriously, they're asking for trouble!

Since they won't listen, they might as well all die.

Thinking of this, Mo Wuji channeled his inner strength into his palm and slashed at Lin Jingyi with a palm wind.

Seeing this, Lin Jingyi looked eager to try, and she chose to fight him in the same way as Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji is skilled in palm techniques, and his palm technique is called the Devouring Heaven Palm, a technique practiced exclusively by the leader of the Demonic Sect.

It can absorb the internal energy of others, which is why the Devouring Palm is called a demonic art.

Forcibly absorbing the internal energy of others goes against the natural order.

Lin Jingyi activated the Cosmic Technique, channeling the energy he had just absorbed but had not yet integrated into his palm. As Mo Wuji swung his palm, Lin Jingyi raised his hand to meet Mo Wuji's palm.

Continue to absorb the mixed energy in the air and gather it in your palms.

Mo Wuji saw that Lin Jingyi was so stupid that he actually placed his palm against Lin Jingyi's.

As his palm touched hers, a smile crept across his face. He was clearly overestimating himself!

Mo Wuji frantically circulated his cultivation technique to absorb the energy that Lin Jingyi had channeled into his palm.

The followers behind him also began fighting with Lin's father and others.

As Mo Wuji inhaled, he sensed something was wrong. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then the two men's hands separated.

Seeing that Mo Wuji was coughing up blood and almost collapsed, Lin Jingyi drew the sword from his waist and placed it against Mo Wuji's neck.

"Stop it, all of you! If you keep fighting, I'll kill your leader!" Lin Jingyi pointed his sword at Mo Wuji, but his eyes were fixed on the demonic sect members who were fighting with Yan's father and the others.

Upon hearing this, the members of the demonic sect stopped their attack and looked at their leader with worried expressions.

How come the leader, who was supposed to be invincible, fell into enemy hands in less than a round?

Mo Wuji couldn't care about anything at this moment. Multiple energies were surging and repelling each other in his body, and he couldn't guide them no matter what he tried.

Mo Wuji collapsed to the ground in pain, vomiting blood repeatedly.

His meridians were ruptured, and his dantian was also severely injured. Why was this energy so domineering?

"What did you do to our leader?" one of the members of the Demonic Cult, who had been captured by Yan's father and others, asked Lin Jingyi with hatred.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jingyi said calmly, "He is absorbing internal energy that does not belong to him, and now several internal energies are fighting against each other in his body."

The senior brother next to Lin Jingyi said gloatingly, "This Mo Wuji is reaping what he sowed. He likes to absorb people's internal energy, and this will make him suffer."

Upon hearing this, the member of the demonic sect became too weak to say anything more, but his eyes were filled with resentment as he looked at the people from Yanxue Manor.

"What... kind of energy is this?" Mo Wuji looked up at Lin Jingyi with difficulty, his voice weak and his eyes filled with killing intent.

Seeing this stubborn look, Lin Jingyi seemed intrigued: "Guess?"

Mo Wuji stopped speaking. He was trying his best to control the energy in his body, and in the end he could only seal his internal energy and that energy together in his dantian.

Thus, he is now like a cripple, unable to mobilize his internal energy.

"Who are you?" Mo Wuji asked Lin Jingyi indifferently. At this moment, he was as if he were catching up with an old friend of many years, his expression relaxed, as if what was in front of him was not a sword.

“Yanxue Manor, Yan Zhao,” Lin Jingyi replied, still pointing his sword at him.

The followers brought by Mo Wuji have been captured, and some have been taken to the dungeon of Yanxue Manor.

Mo Wuji raised his head and looked at Lin Jingyi: "Is Shuangshuang here or not?"

He desperately wanted to know if his twins were in this mountain villa.

He has committed numerous evils, and now that he cannot use his martial arts and has fallen into the hands of those self-proclaimed righteous people, he will surely meet a bad end.

He hasn't seen Shuangshuang yet; he can't die.

"So what if I'm here? So what if I'm not? Why should I tell you?" Lin Jingyi asked, seeing Mo Wuji's anxious expression.

At this moment, Lin Jing could also sense that a gaze was looking towards Mo Wuji from afar.

It seems that this time, Nie Shuangshuang has also disobeyed and chosen to come out.

Fortunately, she won against Mo Wuji this time.