The Quick Transmigrator of the Female Supporting Role Always Wants to Kill the Male Lead

  Chapter 92 The hero died again (20)

"When you were fifteen years old, you met your father. Your father had several wives, and your mother was the most humble one. You were temporarily taken in. Because of hatred, you tried your best to get rid of other brothers. Now the remaining The people below pose no threat to you."

   "When you were twenty years old, you had a dispute with the famous decent sect, and you were hunted down by various sects. You met Dieyi, and Dieyi gave up his life to save him. You fell in love at first sight and brought Dieyi back."

"you…"

   "Enough!!" He yelled, hitting the nail on the head, and he was full of hatred when he thought of those things.

  He didn't tell anyone about these things, how did this girl know, he swallowed all his experiences back then.

   "You hate Ning Aoyue, you hate those decent people who hurt you, those malicious and ignorant people."

  Shang Ling's words reminded Mo Ye of something particularly unpleasant, his mood became particularly unstable, and the sword in his hand trembled.

   "Say! Who are you!"

   "What, you want to get rid of me? Let me remind you, you can't protect yourself now."

  Shang Ling turned around and avoided Mo Ye's tricks. She grabbed his wrist, and the sword in her hand quickly fell to the ground.

   "Who the **** are you and why do you know this?"

   "It doesn't matter who I am, you just need to understand that I'm here to help you."

  Those words were read out by her holding the script while reading it in her mind.

   "You managed to get my attention."

   Mo Ye lowered her head and looked at the person in front of her. After all, this woman was so eloquent that she even explained things that he almost forgot. I don't know who sent her here.

   “The enemy of my enemy is my friend.”

   "My purpose is very simple. I will help you get rid of the Mingyue sect. You give me wealth. This wealth can be gold, silver and jewelry, or it can be calligraphy and painting toys."

  She only loves money, as for the plot, it's just incidental.

   Only enough wealth can allow her to atone for her sins.

   "Okay. I agree."

  Gold, silver and jewels are nothing to him. They are used to eradicate the Mingyue sect, which is what he wishes for.

   "My name is Shangling."

   "Come out with me, from now on you will be a distinguished guest of my Demon Cult."

   "Aren't you afraid that I'm an undercover agent sent by the enemy?" Shang Ling smiled and said, feeling that this young master has a big heart, and even dare to believe this person he just met.

   "Afraid of you? It's funny, I'm desperate now, why don't I trust you for a while, no matter how miserable it is, it won't be as miserable as it is now. If you put all your eggs in one basket, maybe there will be a better result."

   Mo Ye shook his head, he is now in a dilemma, the famous and decent sects have begun to inquire about the information here, and there are also many ghosts in the Demon Cult.

  He has not yet become the leader, and others are waiting to see the position of the leader, and they all want to sit on it.

   It is better to listen to this person's suggestion and treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

  …

  In the house.

   "You have a **** disaster today, and it's not easy to go back. I suggest you stay here for one night."

  Shang Ling looked at the script and found that there was a **** disaster in the villain. He would be drunk when he returned home, and then he would lose consciousness, his face would be burned by a fire, and he would almost die.

   "Do you think it's possible for me? This is the Devil's Cult, how could it be possible to take action against me, unless that person doesn't want to live anymore."

  Seeing that this person didn't quite believe him, Shang Ling stepped forward with indifferent eyes, "A gamble?"

   "Just bet."

  That night, Shang Ling gave Mo Ye the medicine to sober him up, so he wasn't very drunk.

  In the middle of the night, the house caught fire, and he was almost trapped inside. Fortunately, he took sober medicine.

  (end of this chapter)