When I was a salted fish villain, I offended the reborn empress

"Ahem—a bunch of ungrateful beasts! How did I treat you back then?"

"Now that my sage is weak, I immediately betrayed my sage, wanting to take away my foundation of cultivation, ruthless and ungrateful!"

Fang Wentong looked angry, his heart was burning with anger, and the corners of his mouth kept bleeding.

Whoa!
His whole body was filled with blood mist, runes gleamed, his talent gradually weakened, and his mana became thinner and thinner.

"The essence and blood are burning too much, I hope I can catch up!"

puff!
Fang Wentong spat out a mouthful of golden blood, shaking the mysterious power.

next moment.

His talent has improved, his literary image has become solid, and his magic power has surged.

This is desperate!
"My God! Why do you treat Fang Wentong like this? Why?"

Fang Wentong accelerated and galloped, his eyes were filled with bitterness.

He has been so unlucky recently!
He used to be a Confucian sage of Da Qi, who ruled most of the literati in the world.

He has a noble status, is admired by thousands of people, is surrounded by stars, has a high position and authority, and is powerful.

There is also the blessing of the Great Qi National Luck, even if you are facing an extremely strong person, you can escape if you can't beat it.

He can barely fight against a martial arts saint.

But now.

But it became a bereaved dog.

Wenxin is coveted and is facing a crisis of being taken away.

Terrible.

Oncidium!

It is the foundation of Wenxiu cultivators, and it contains Wenxiu's lifelong insights and strength.

Once you lose your literary heart.

Fang Wentong would completely lose his literary skills and become an illiterate idiot.

All the previous Wenxiu efforts have become someone else's wedding dress.

"It's all to blame that devil Yan Kuanglu!"

"If he hadn't sneaked up on me back then and caused me to be seriously injured, how could I not be able to stop the Sword Ancestor's obsessive sword intent?"

"That ray of sword intent made me hurt more and more, my cultivation base fell, and I almost lost my holy position. Fortunately, I was saved by the protection of the treasure of luck!"

"But! On the screen of Sword Ancestor's life, there is the scene of the ancestor of the Holy Academy proclaiming the Dao. I respectfully pay homage to him. Not only does it not benefit, but it is counterattacked!"

"That obeisance, the sword ancestor's obsession attacked me again, and the literary and holy power of the holy ancestor's ancestor also suppressed my literary heart, causing me to fall to the holy position and lose my brilliance. It's hateful, hateful and pathetic!"

Fang Wentong recalled what happened during this period, his soul was boiling with hatred, anger rushed to his brain, and his body trembled.

"After the sage fell out of the holy realm, Chenxi County, the deputy head of the Jixia Academy, was greedy for the sage's literary heart, so he joined forces with the martial arts sage Liu Qinglong to attack the sage, and chased and killed the sage to this point."

"If this saint hadn't burned the original essence and blood, and used all the magic weapons in the hole to escape desperately, Wenxin would definitely be taken away now, and he would die!"

Fang Wentong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression became more and more defeated, and his eyes were fixed on the front, full of expectation.

There is a glimmer of hope in it.

"At the beginning, I was the master of Jixia Academy, Emperor Daqi protected me, divided the country's destiny, many friends helped me, and countless literati followed me!"

"Now the wall is down and the monkeys are scattered, and no one can help me. The Jiange is my only chance to survive. It's here, it's almost there."

"As long as I cross the periphery of this Jiange, get permission, and successfully enter the scope of the sword's sword intent and power of the Jiange, I will be safe, my last hope!"

Fang Wentong's eyes were piercing, and he ran away with all his strength.

Hope to escape into the depths of Jiange.

"Jiange Zunfa is all a group of brainless idiots. I just need to speak a little bit, and I can let those idiots save my life."

"They lack literature, education, and culture. I used to be a sage of literature and Taoism. They would definitely be willing to take me in."

Fang Wentong was always looking for a way to survive during his escape.

After thinking about it.

Found that Jiange is the best choice.

Fang Wentong had the confidence to fool Jiange's idiots into saving him.

Although he once had a grudge against Jiange, and even recently took advantage of Jianzu's serious injury to attack Jiange and wanted to destroy Jiange, but this is not important.

Fang Wentong didn't care, and felt it didn't matter.

"When I came to besiege Jiange before, I didn't show my real body, but hid in the dark. How could Jiange know that I was here?"

"On the surface, I didn't offend them. When my close relatives were beheaded by Ye Jianxian ten years ago, I was magnanimous and didn't care. They will definitely save me!"

Fang Wentong was flustered at the moment, and forced himself to think of something beneficial to himself to calm down.

"Fang Wentong! In front of you is the restricted area of ​​the Jiange, and there is a powerful barrier of sword energy. You have no way to retreat, and you will be captured quickly!"

A threatening and cold voice came from behind, the killing intent was strong, and the void shook.

Fang Wentong sneered, and cursed in his heart: "Chenxi County, you villain, don't give me a chance later, otherwise I will definitely ask the Sword Master of the Sword Pavilion to kill you!"

"Although the sword ancestor is dead now, the sword pavilion is still supreme, and there are still many sword masters sitting in it!"

Fang Wentong thought confidently.

"Former Confucian saint, you don't want to ask the group of law-abiding fools in Jiange to save your dog's life, hahaha!"

Another laugh came.

"Back then you also came to besiege Jiange and coveted Ye Jianxian. You wanted to destroy them, but now you have the face to ask for help, bah! Brazen!"

"But think about it. Looking at the entire Kyushu, except for Jiange, I am afraid that no one wants to take your holy heart, so you can only escape here."

"My lord wants to see if the people in the Jiange are really so stupid as to choose to save you!"

The person who spoke was the Chenxi County that Fang Wentong was talking about.

Chenxi County wears a green shirt, holds a folding fan, wears a lun scarf, and is dressed as a refined scholar.

He has the late stage cultivation base of Yutian Rushen.

Not far from Wen Dao Holy Land.

Therefore, it is urgent to win Fang Wentong's literary heart, so that he can prove the realm of literary sage faster in the future.

The identity of Chenxi County is the deputy palace master of Jixia Academy.

His status in Jixia Academy was second only to Confucian sage Fang Wentong.

He has always been dissatisfied with Fang Wentong, but because of Fang Wentong's strength, he dared not speak out, and kept it in his heart.

This time Fang Wentong fell out of the holy realm, and Chenxi County was ecstatic and excited.

Immediately unite with friends and confidants to plan a sneak attack on Fang Wentong.

So far!

"Wait and see, wait and see!"

Fang Wentong ignored Chenxi County's words, and he could already see the sword Qi barrier in front of him as far as he could see.

"Soon I'll be safe!"

Fang Wentong comforted himself in his heart, and at the same time raised his voice, with the help of magic power, he said loudly:
"Fellow Taoists of Jiange, Fang Wen is in the same difficulty, and we hope to help each other!"

"Someone ignores the law, violates the law and discipline, and kills the good, please Jiange Daoist to uphold justice!"

"Senior Sword Ancestor said that the law is the most respected, and Xiao Xiao's villain wants to make the senior die in peace—"

Fang Wentong shouted hoarsely, his roar seemed to be justified and well-founded, and the sound spread in all directions, shaking the void.

In Fang Wentong's view.

He called out with this voice.

The Jiangemen will definitely come immediately.

At that time, he will move with emotion and understand with reason.

Maybe there's a chance of survival.

"The Jiange are all idiots, I have hope!"

Fang Wentong thought happily.

Believe that you can be saved.