Chapter 727
Sang Yue didn’t know why Uncle Zhang wanted to kill her, pour dirty water on the head of a powerful man who claimed to be the embodiment of justice, and make him live with the despicable beast Taohualang. The relationship was purely out of her revengeful mentality.
Unexpectedly, her words made Uncle Zhang’s pupils shrink slightly, and his serious expression became more serious.
Although the change was slight, his murderous intention towards her became more and more determined and obvious, and his defense was obviously broken. Realizing this, Sang Yue suddenly understood and laughed: "No way? Did I guess it right? No wonder you are so angry, it turns out you are that bitch's senior brother?! Tianshimen Does anyone know? ”
The other party was already very angry, but her words were like a drop of water falling into a hot oil pan, causing Uncle Zhang's suppressed anger to explode. Anger surged into his crown, and he attacked her with overwhelming power, carrying his strong murderous intention.
If there were any bystanders, it would be obvious at a glance that he wanted to kill her, not just teach her a lesson.
But Sang Yue doesn't care about this, and she is not allowed to care about it now. When his murderous intention towards her reached its peak, she took half a breath and blasted out with all her strength.
The two forces collided in mid-air with a loud roar, and a dazzling light illuminated half of the sky.
The opponent was Nascent Soul after all. Even though Sang Yue struck first and blocked the opponent's terrifying power with her own attack, Jiulongque opened the barrier in time to protect her, but she was still shocked by the opponent. Power blast.
The person and the barrier were blasted into the distance, disappearing like a meteor in a blink of an eye.
Uncle Zhang was in a much better situation than her. He only had one arm cut off and was pushed back several feet. The crown of his hair was damaged, his face was streaked with blood, and his clothes were stained with blood and were almost cut to pieces by her sword energy.
He lowered his eyes and stared at his severed arm, his face unchanged, but his eyes were gloomily staring at the direction where the female cultivator disappeared, and he wanted to chase after her.
Suddenly, a strong suction force suddenly emerged from the ground and he was caught off guard and pulled down. He was stunned. Just when he wanted to raise his head to take a closer look, he was suppressed by a force that forced him to kneel to the ground.
Realizing that the other party's cultivation level was several times higher than his own, he was frightened and angered for a moment and quickly removed his power to resist.
The hero does not suffer the immediate disadvantages and kneels down obediently, but secretly gathers his magic power to be vigilant.
"Zhang Jiu," a young voice, neither male nor female, sounded out, "for the sake of an evil beast who killed innocent lives, are you going to make the same mistakes again and again and follow in his footsteps?"
I was shocked by the strength of the other party, but now that I heard this voice, for some reason, Zhang Jiu felt a burst of sadness and tears in his heart.
I don’t know whether it was because he felt a dull pain in his heart, or because it was the momentary obsession in his heart to avenge his former classmates. He gave up resistance completely, and this time he bowed his head to the ground with sincerity.
“Fortunately, that little Xiu is fine, otherwise, you would never have survived until dawn.”
While he was talking, a red sun burst out from the sky, and the dazzling light reflected the large clouds, which was so magnificent.
It is so foolish to do something that goes against your true intentions for a former classmate who has done many evil deeds.
"I think you don't know anything about Tao Zhiyin's actions. Revenge is just a thought. Cutting off your arm is God's punishment for your ignorance of right and wrong." The voice said calmly, "Tao Zhiyin It's your own fault, don't be resentful anymore.
Go back and think about your mistakes, and concentrate on practicing. "
After saying this, the sound disappeared and there was silence. As the sound disappeared, it seemed as if some boundary wall had been opened, and finally I heard the shouts of the disciples of the Tianshi Sect coming from deep into the dense forest:
"Master uncle, master uncle!"
Zhang Jiu, who was still kneeling, sighed and said slowly: "Xiao Xiu knows his sin and will obey the holy will."
He didn't know who the other party was. Who, but just the other person's voice made him feel fearful and surrendered. That brilliant power made him secretly guess who it was. Regardless of whether he guessed it right or not, he couldn't resist the other party's voice.
This strength makes people shudder. Giving up resistance is the most correct decision. "Uncle Master!"
The disciples passing by the sword finally discovered his location and quickly summoned other disciples to come over. He broke his arm and was injured, and could no longer lead his disciples on their travels. When other elders from the same sect came over, he returned to the Tianshi Sect to apologize to the head.
Explaining the reason, he shut himself up and thought about his past to temper his mind. By the time he came out again, dozens of years had passed.
Of course, that’s another story.
Let’s talk about the spacious and luxurious carriage driving in the dense forest after the sound disappeared. Two young attendants sat on one side of the carriage, one making tea for the master who was leaning on the pillow, the other holding a box and frowning in confusion:
"Sir, why don't we catch that little repairman back? Interrogation? The magic mirror was so bright when she fought back. There must be more than one magic weapon lost in Daliang Demon Palace. Isn't that why you came out to track this down?"
"It's by the way." The attendant on the opposite side corrected him, "Your Majesty is bored and comes out to relax."
"Okay," the entourage holding the box controlled the urge to roll his eyes and said as gently as possible, "Then why don't we just go ahead and arrest the person for interrogation? Even if we don't interrogate, it will be worthwhile for us to ask her to hand over the magic weapon. "
"Tsk," the languid master disagreed, squinting, "Why should we ask her to hand it over? How is that different from bullying others? "
"Your Majesty!" The follower looked at him helplessly, holding the box.
“Alas,” the Lord waved his hands lazily and closed his eyes slightly, “the purpose of tracing the whereabouts of the magic weapons is just to fear that they will fall into the hands of people with evil intentions. Now they are all in the hands of that little Xiu... ...It doesn’t matter.”
When a magic weapon falls on someone, it can be a blessing or a disaster.
But if all the magic weapons are in someone's body, this creation will be more intriguing. Robbery is not an option and I don't even bother to do it. If this was not her creation, but returned to its original owner, wouldn't she be embarrassed?
"Forget it, let's go to Bixiao Palace."
"Yes."
The attendant holding the box put away the box, turned around, sat outside the compartment and took a few pictures Horse. The two horses, which were originally mortal bodies, suddenly had a sudden inspiration and stirred up the mortal world. When the dust settled, there was no carriage in place.
In the distant sky, two holy and agile Pegasus are flying smoothly into the air with their wings spread out, disappearing into the clouds in the blink of an eye...
Thousands of miles away, there is a deep forested mountain stream with gurgling water and the crisp chirping of birds in the forest, which is a bit noisy. But compared to a certain ignorant monster, the chirping of birds and the sound of running water are much more pleasant to the ear.
"Master, you are not dead. It is incredible." In the manor space, Aman, who was also exhausted, said venomously, "Is that Nascent Soul showing mercy?"
That's it, this is over. Does this count as owing the other person a favor?
Obviously it was the other party's fault, but because of the other party's temporary softness, he kept someone alive, allowing the master to save a small life. According to the master's hometown on Earth, this can be considered a favor, right?
“Well, shit,” Sang Yue, lying next to a rocky stream, said expressionlessly, communicating with her contracted beast’s thoughts, “My hometown has many warnings, such as not repaying such a grudge is unkind. Stop talking nonsense and pour me some potion.”
"I can't fall." Aman struggled to move his tail, but he couldn't move it. It was so tight that it was boring. "I have no strength." The master devoted himself to his work and died. It really doesn't want to do this thankless job anymore.
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