Chapter 67 Abuse
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The top of the mountain surrounded by green mountains and green waters is better than a fairyland. It snows here all year round. When you step inside, you can feel the supreme swords. meaning. This place is too cold to live in the world, but the spiritual veins and spiritual energy here are very abundant, and even the vegetation here is much lusher than in ordinary places.
Sheng Eleven, the elder of the Holy Realm, was waiting at the entrance of the Holy Realm with complicated emotions. But this time, the elder straightened his back and stood guard in this deserted place every day. However, it was already very difficult. When the time for the Holy Realm competition was approaching, she didn't even wait for a disciple to come to the Holy Realm.
Just when she was about to hold various sects accountable, a seriously injured disciple rushed to the Holy Land desperately.
The disciple stretched out a bloody hand, held a section of Saint Eleven's clothes, and told her the truth.
This year's disciples who came to the Holy Land to participate in the competition were all intercepted by unknown forces.
“This is unreasonable!” Holy Eleven was furious.
The Holy Realm calls itself the place where immortals ascend. In an era when spiritual energy is scarce, they control a spiritual vein. To a certain extent, the people of the Holy Realm even compare themselves to the laws of heaven. For so many years, no one has Dare to challenge the Holy Realm.
Holy Eleven immediately ordered to carry the seriously injured disciple back. Unexpectedly, the disciple raised his head and showed a strange smile to them, revealing the golden elixir in front of the elders.
The disciple who was closest to the elder bore the brunt. After Saint Eleven returned home after being seriously injured, he became furious and reported to the Lord of the Holy Realm to investigate the matter thoroughly.
At this time, news came from outside that the saint had been seriously injured.
I heard that there is a traitor in the world of immortality.
This traitor is none other than the leader of the powerful Sikong Zhen, Director Yun, one of the most powerful warriors in Kyushu.
What’s even worse is that after Director Yun kidnapped the Holy Lady, he severely injured her with his own hands in order to intimidate Holy Land believers.
There are reports of noses and eyes, witnesses, and photos.
Coupled with the mysterious disappearance of other disciples from various sects who came to the Holy Realm, there are now all kinds of rumors in the world of immortality.
Saint Twelve looked at the legendary photo and gave a fair statement, "Director Yun is clearly protecting the saint."
"But the monster kept in captivity in my holy realm, Come back and tell me that there is indeed evil spirit in Director Yun's body." Sheng Eleven received another photo of Director Yun taking the remaining poison of Qiansi to make an elixir.
More and more evidence points to the fact that Director Yun and the forces behind Qiansi Candu colluded to kidnap the saint and massacre their fellow disciples.
Immediately afterwards, the Holy Land was attacked one after another by unknown persons, still following the path of assassins.
Holy Eleven and Holy Twelve looked at the seven or eight Nascent Soul masters rushing out and wiped the sweat from their noses. The mysterious elixir was so terrifying!
According to the normal path, it would take more than ten years for the Holy Realm to breed a Nascent Soul master, and it would also require that person to have enough talent and hard work. At the same time, All kinds of miraculous medicines should be piled up as supplements. However, as soon as the organization behind the scenes took action, they were either golden elixir or Nascent Soul masters. The masters were like rotten cabbage. They simply rubbed the combat power list compiled by Kyushu on the ground.
Everyone saw the heaviness on each other’s faces and braced themselves to deal with it.
The Holy Land is discussing policies. After receiving the reply, other sects sent people to support them and find the missing disciples.
At this time, after Jian Lingjiao broke away from the siege, she and her brother disguised themselves as beggars and were on their way to the demon world.
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The moonlight is bright and the green bamboos are silent.
Shi Ling walked through the glorious palace with a lantern, followed the long corridor, and reached the basement.
Amidst the crowd, Shi Ling stood in front of the unconscious Director Yun. She did not speak, but the silent aura around her made everyone shiver.
She raised her hand to straighten the bright fresh wound on her body. She looked up at Director Yun, the smile in her eyes did not reach her eyes.
Just as she was approaching, Si Changyun suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at Shi Ling quietly and asked lightly. "Junior sister, are we not good enough to you?"
It's not a question, it's a statement.
Shi Ling was stunned for a moment and raised her lips. "Senior brother, what do you mean?"
Shi Ling stood in front of him. Listening to his calm tone, she suddenly smiled again. It turned out that senior brother knew it. Did he always know it? Then, he Is taking care of yourself on the road a show?
His good senior brother was indeed very keen, so she liked him even more, tamed him and let him be her dog.
"Senior brother, you don't know yet." Shi Ling slid the communication jade in front of him and told him the dirty words spread outside.
"Brother, tell me, who will believe you now?
In the end, people in the world will only believe what they see."
When Shi Ling talked about this, Her usual cold and inviolable fairy face returned to her face, "If I kill you in front of everyone, others will also say that I am doing harm to the people."
"What exactly do you want to do?" Director Yun looked forbearing.
"Senior brother, wouldn't it be nice to stay here with me? You just want to learn the behavior of those hypocrites." Seeing that he had been looking coldly at her, Shi Ling simply gave up her disguise and pointed her cold finger at him. The curse on the forehead.
Shi Ling looked at the rioting spiritual power around Director Yun, and there was a faint tendency to expose herself. She slapped him without mercy, and in an instant, she cut a very complicated thing in her hand. With his handprint, he slapped the huge seal on his body, instantly imprisoning him in place.
Immediately, Shi Ling sneered, "Among us, the most people are those who want to die. It would be bad if everyone was like senior brother."
Director Yun lowered his eyes. It was not that he did not see Shi Ling's interested gaze on him. In fact, he just wanted to test each other's bottom line.
Shi Ling looked at his eyes that were staring at her persistently, and asked her, "Why?"
Shi Ling suddenly laughed, and she lowered her head with a little loss. Why are there so many?
Her spiritual qualifications are not very good, but she relies on her legendary hard work to make up for her shortcomings. She maintains her genius' dignity, and what she expects is easily obtained by others. It is said that she is the favored one of heaven and the holy way. The beloved daughter of the Xuantian Sect, the leader of the Xuantian Sect also doted on her very much, and the entire sect regarded her as a treasure.
In fact, she is just the daughter of Sikong Zhen’s old friend. She has always been an irrelevant person who bears the name of the master.
Shi Ling is separated from everyone by a layer of skin. Very early on, Shi Ling knew how to wear a mask to trick others into treating her well. Over time, she even forgot about her true self.
It's like, there is a halo on her body first, and then there is preference.
This made her even more reluctant to throw away the mask in front of everyone. After gaining strength, she became even more reluctant to give up.
As she judged herself, she was just a pawn.
She has always been a chess piece, the difference lies in which chessboard it is on.
"Senior brother must not know how much people who are born unable to practice crave power." Shi Ling thought and suddenly felt relieved.
"Senior brother will definitely laugh at me for overestimating my abilities.
But everyone's pursuit is different. Senior brother, you are just a prisoner now, and you are still a prisoner in the eyes of thousands of people."
"You can still look back." Director Yun's eyes were complicated.
"Hahahahaha, senior brother, you are so funny." Shi Ling rarely had the intention to tease him.
"Senior brother, let's do this. I will take you back to the Holy Land and let you be judged by everyone. Maybe you can feel better this way." Shi Ling said, and transferred the communication jade to some of the judgments on him within Jiuzhou. Read the words to him word for word.
Shi Ling left the basement with the lamp in hand. She looked at the long jade-covered corridor and the pearls on both sides. The naive senior brother didn’t know, but the charges related to Qiansi Candu were settled in one stroke. All they want is a person to vent their anger on, rather than really seeing what Director Yun Zhen did.
Look, after he returns to the mortal world, he will realize human kindness. The punishment will definitely be more cruel than the eighteen tortures in the basement.
Shi Ling smiled wickedly.
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The empty hall was cold, damp, and dark.
The Demon King Qin Wushuang held his head, looking bored as he looked at his subordinates who came over to report one by one.
He crossed half the state day and night and returned to his hometown. After Qin Wushuang came back, he fought excitedly for half the night, staining half the blood of the entire Demon Palace. He watched quietly as he was left behind The last big demon, through the dim light under the stairs, he saw Yingying's scorching figure, she was a very strange woman.
After all, the murderous aura on his body had not dissipated. The big demon who came to report saw him either licking his face or shivering. Only she had time to look at herself curiously.
Qin Wushuang pinched a fire, his fingertips sparked a weak flame, and the room lit up.
Qin Wushuang's robe was stained red with blood, pale and spinning in circles. He felt the great pain in his body. He had the urge to close his eyes and rest, but instead he walked down the steps step by step and walked towards the woman.
Qin Wushuang couldn't explain why he came back. There was a voice in his heart, urging him to come back.
That day, he walked from the underground tunnel to the depths. He had been very romantic all his life, and he thought that no one was strange to him, but in this basement, he still hid a picture of a beautiful woman.
A wife is worse than a concubine, a concubine is worse than a thief, and a thief is worse than not being able to steal.
The end of other people's lives is his starting point. The first half of his life was naturally free and beautiful. At the most beautiful moment, his lifelong enemy took the initiative to arrive at his doorstep.
No, a coward like Ren Yiqiu is not worthy of being called his mortal enemy. That was probably the humiliating moment in Ren Yiqiu's life that he wanted to wash away the most.
Qin Wushuang raped Ren Yiqiu's wife in front of him.
He locked Ren Yiqiu in the basement. Ren Yiqiu looked at what he had done but said nothing.
Qin Wushuang sometimes dreams back in the middle of the night. He will still remember the heart-wrenching creaking sound under the weak demon light in the basement, the messy black hair of the unparalleled beautiful woman, and the sad and beautiful pair of eyes. And her desperate eyes, remembering her smooth chin and the shy color of blood on her jade-like cheeks.
He moved around in different basements, but he always painted the same picture of beauty.
Qin Wushuang was in a trance, and suddenly saw the beauty at the bottom of the stairs again. When he looked down at her, at that moment, it was obvious that she was not a kind person, and she was not similar to that woman at all, but when he looked down at her, Qin Wushuang suddenly thought of that poor woman with that profile that looked calm over time.
He was very romantic throughout his life, but he never repented.
"What's your name?" Qin Wushuang's originally unfocused eyes slowly gathered together, and he asked indifferently.
"I'd rather." The woman looked at him and smiled.
"From now on, you can follow me." Qin Wushuang said as if he was bewitched.
"Follow your orders." Ning Wu was very well-behaved in every word and action, which matched his unruly dress, which was both inconsistent and harmonious.
After coming back to his senses, Qin Wushuang chuckled, and his golden pupils glanced at Ning Wu nonchalantly. When could there be such a wonderful person in his palace.
He never thought that he would never forget a beauty who had been dead for many years during his lifetime.
At that time, he was young and vigorous. He wanted to leave Guixu and asked to divide the territory with the Immortal Cultivation World, but he didn't say much.
But Ren Yiqiu, who fell into his hands, rejected him coldly and arrogantly, gave up his wife, and dedicated his wife to him with his own hands.
In fact, the eldest daughter of the Xi family has always had a good reputation. The desperate behavior he showed back then was false. He was once stunned by her beauty. He was sarcastic on the surface, but in fact he was very calculating. He originally wanted to She slowly took him into his harem, but still let her go.
The funny thing is that when leaving, Ren Yiqiu even endured the humiliation and begged herself to keep it a secret.
He always thought he was declaring war, but Ren Yiqiu actually thought it was a personal grudge, and the beauty was a trophy given to him to relieve his worries.
It's a pity that the beauty was so strong, and it didn't take long for her body and soul to be destroyed.
His heart was filled with regret after all.
After Xi Marin's death, Qin Wushuang seemed to have some kind of strange disease. After that, he rarely showed interest in all kinds of beauties. The occasional one or two were just to cope with the estrus period.
He suddenly felt a little ironic, really ironic. He was drinking and laughing alone.
After so many years, he really didn’t expect that someone would pull the strings and actually lead him to do it.
The thread between him and Ren Yiqiu is still tied.
Qin Wushuang suddenly felt interesting. He looked down at Ning Wu under the candlelight, and suddenly felt bored.
What is interesting is fighting.
How much benefit can you get from cooperating with those hypocrites? The demon itself is higher and more powerful than other species in the world of immortality.
Perhaps he desperately wanted to come back because, after so many years, he suddenly felt a little tired.
Would rather not leave. Qin Wushuang was alone in the cold palace, looking at the picture of beauty, with a sarcastic smile on his face, "You died so unjustly."
Xi Marri was abandoned and abused during her lifetime. Being brutally tortured to death by a scumbag like Ren Yiqiu who connived at her subordinates, the poor beauty was still burdened with infamy after her death.
He left a demon breath on Xi Yin's body. He came when her life was in danger, but it was too late. When he collected her body, Xi Yin had changed beyond recognition.
He thought he was a scumbag, but he didn't expect that Ren Yiqiu was even more of a scumbag.
I heard that Xi Marriage is still pregnant with his child.
The child is missing.
Maybe he has thought about looking for that child, maybe that child has died long ago.
Qin Wushuang reflected on it, had he ever felt guilty about what he had done?
No, not really.
Even mortals know that pets kept in captivity must not be kept if they have seen blood.
He considers himself a wicked person, and he has indeed done many things that a wicked person should do, so who can expect a wicked person to have a conscience and be able to repent?
If anything, what you say is to deceive the world.