Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

But they couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

Yu Qingyou touched his nose and was surprised to find that his breathing was also slowly and weakly becoming weak.

"what happened!?"

Yu Qingyou then took Mu Chen back to the temple.

"What exactly did you do to him?"

She asked sharply.

The monks were still lying on the ground, their faces ashen.

The old monk coughed incessantly, and as he looked at Yu Qingyou, a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Fairy, I won't tell you!"

The old monk was still quite stubborn, and the way he looked at Yu Qingyou was as if she were his father's killer.

"Then I cannot kill a demon like you with my own hands. I will be happy to see you unable to get what you want."

The old monk spoke loudly again, and then burst into laughter.

Seeing him like this, Yu Qingyou was also very puzzled. There are just too many busybodies in the world.

He thought he was the most noble person in the whole world.

Even if she is a rabbit demon, she hasn't done anything heinous, so why are they creating this trouble?

Besides, she's not a rabbit demon.

"I am not a fairy, I am the Jade Rabbit from the Moon Palace!"

Yu Qingyou found it incomprehensible that they were so certain that she was a demon.

"Ha ha……"

The old monk didn't speak, but just gave a cold laugh.

Yu Qingyou didn't know how to let them know that she was an immortal, not a demon.

She could even feel that Mu Chen's breath in her arms was getting fainter and fainter.

"You keep saying that monks are compassionate, yet you slaughter lives like this. How much better are you all?"

Yu Qingyou gripped Mu Chen tightly, her anger growing ever stronger.

She really wanted to kill these people.

"Any sacrifice is worthwhile to kill you, you rabbit demon."

The old monk remained perfectly upright and honest.

Yu Qingyou finally couldn't hold back any longer. She gently placed Mu Chen on the ground and reached out to pull the old monk over.

She gripped his neck tightly with one hand, and the old monk gasped for breath, his face turning red as he struggled to breathe.

Yu Qingyou let go of his hand again, and the old monk was finally able to breathe some fresh air.

"Tell me now!?"

She gritted her teeth.

"I won't tell."

The old monk remained stubbornly defiant.

Yu Qingyou shoved the old monk away, and he was thrown heavily against a tree to the side.

She slipped and fell down, then fainted.

Yu Qingyou walked up to the monk in the disciplinary hall and picked him up with one hand.

"explain?"

She was really about to lose control.

If Mu Chen dies, won't I be unable to complete my mission?

These people are truly despicable.

"I...you're pinching me..."

The monks in the disciplinary hall were being squeezed like that by her, and they were suffocating and almost died.

Yu Qingyou let go of his hand, and he was thrown to the ground again.

"Say!"

Yu Qingyou stared at him.

"My senior brother gave him a Soul-Locking Pill. He needs to take the antidote immediately, or there will be no way to save him!"

The monks in the Discipline Hall quickly took out a bottle of pills and presented it to Yu Qingyou.

Yu Qingyou took the pill and rushed to Mu Chen's side. But as soon as she touched him, she found that his body was already cold.

"Mu Chen, Mu Chen!"

She called out a few times, her fingers trembling as she touched the area below Mu Chen's nose.