The green tea heroine and the villain who practices ruthlessness

The night before the opening of the Ten Sects Competition, it was stormy and dark, and the twelve peaks of Tianyuan Dao Sect's inner gate were all shrouded in a condensed atmosphere.

It was already very late at night, but the guest courtyards of the three major sects and the seven major sects were still brightly lit.

"Have you heard? The Feng family of Zhangtai is at odds with Zhenwu Guan."

"How?"

"Previously, there was a corpse mutilation disaster in the Feng family in Zhangtai, and Zhenwu Guan was the main force in the reinforcements. The two factions have always been on good terms, how could there suddenly be discord?"

"It is said that it was because Han Guanzhu's nephew almost killed Fourth Master Feng's daughter..."

bang bang bang-

In the rainy night, there was suddenly a deafening knock on the door.

The disciples of the Feng family were dressed in iron armor, with long swords at their waists, raincoats, and bamboo hats, standing like a formidable iron guard in front of the Yue Nv Sword Sect.

The leading disciple stepped forward with a sword, his voice penetrated the pouring rain.

"I am Feng Xi, a disciple of the Feng family. I have been ordered by my master to capture the murderer Qin Huaichu. At present, Qin Huaichu's whereabouts are unknown, and I don't know where he is hiding. I would also like to ask the seniors and sisters of the Yue Nu Sword Sect to do a favor and allow me to go in and search."

After a while, the senior sister of the Yue Nu Sword Sect opened the door and said loudly: "We, the senior sisters, have all heard about what happened to Miss Pingxiu. Those who hurt others are really hateful!"

"Senior Brother Feng, please!"

Feng Xi clasped his fists and nodded: "Thank you very much."

The Feng family's iron guards filed in and searched the guest courtyard of the Yue Nv Sword Sect for more than half an hour, barely lifting up every floor tile to take a look, but still found nothing.

Feng Xi could only lead people to leave the Yue Nu Sword Sect and head towards the guest house where the Li family lived in Bashan.

The Feng family had already searched the outer mountains and the black market, but could not find anyone, so they returned to the inner gate to continue the investigation.

The armored guards brought out by Fourth Master Feng were extremely loyal to him.

The apple of Fourth Master Feng's eye was almost killed, and almost all the armored guards were filled with indignation, wishing they could pull Qin Huaichu out and sacrifice him to the sword.

But Qin Huaichu, a nearly paralyzed man, seemed to have evaporated from the world. Even though the armored guard went to heaven and earth, not even a hair on his head could be found.

Although Zhenwu Temple and Tianyuan Daozong are also helping to find people, after all, they cannot be as dedicated as the Feng family disciples.

Although anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Mrs. Zhuiya definitely knew Qin Huaichu's whereabouts, she just refused to tell her.

In order to avoid being questioned by her husband and son, she simply hid back in her master's door - retreating into the guest courtyard of Zhenlong Pavilion, the head of the seven major sects, and refused to come out.

The armored guard family searched slowly and finally arrived in front of Zhenlong Pavilion.

Feng Xi kept in mind what Fourth Master Feng had taught him, and first politely asked Zhenlong Pavilion to open the door to help them search for people.

But no matter how he called the door, the door of Zhenlong Pavilion's guest house was always closed.

Feng Xi waited patiently for a long time before he finally heard the belated words: "The master of the pavilion has given an order. Zhenlong Pavilion will be closed tonight to thank guests. Please ask the Feng family's armored guards to return."

The Feng family disciples finally couldn't help but burst out shouting angrily.

"Damn it! Fuck Zhenlong Pavilion! Open the door for me!"

"Zhenlong Pavilion dare not open the door. Is that thief Qin Huaichu hiding inside?!"

"Brothers, break down the door and just break in!"

"Fourth Master Feng is very kind to us. His daughter has been bullied. If we can't get justice for the eldest lady, our armor will be in vain!"

"Come on!"

Feng Xi was inspired by the blood energy of his fellow apprentices. He also pulled out his saber, channeled his spiritual power, and slashed towards the courtyard door with the saber.

boom -

A big hole opened in the towering courtyard gate.

The rain is falling and the wind is as cold as a knife.

The Feng family's armored guards and the disciples of Zhenlong Pavilion got into a fight, alerting the sword guards of Xiuwen Academy who were patrolling the mountain.

The Xiuwen Academy tried every possible means to persuade him, but the Feng family's armored guards were furious and the disciples of Zhenlong Pavilion were not willing to show weakness. Both sides refused to give up.

Xiuwenyuan had no choice but to report the matter to the main peak overnight and leave it to the sect master and the head of Xiuwenyuan for disposal.

Deep in the guest house, Mrs. Zhuiya knelt at the feet of the master of Zhenlong Pavilion and said with tears in her eyes: "Master, Huaichu is my brother's only bloodline. I'm sorry for my brother and sister-in-law, and I'm sorry for Huaichu. It's all my fault." Auntie’s is useless.”

"Then Fourth Master Feng must take Huaichu's life. If I can't save Huaichu this time, how will I have the nerve to go to hell to see my brother and sister-in-law in the future?"

"Master, Brother Ming and Ling Guang are not willing to help Zhuiya. Zhuiya can only rely on you..."

The Master of Zhenlong Pavilion was sitting cross-legged on the futon on the couch, with his eyes closed and his expression indifferent, seemingly unmoved.

Mrs. Zhuiya was crying and suddenly shouted: "Dad! Can you bear to watch your daughter being forced to death by these people?"

The master of Zhenlong Pavilion's eyelids fluttered, he slowly opened his eyes and sighed.

Mrs. Zhuiya is nominally the apprentice of Pavilion Master Zhenlong, but in fact she is the illegitimate daughter born to him and his junior sister.

The master of Zhenlong Pavilion felt that he owed a lot to this illegitimate daughter, so he took her as his disciple since he was a child and blatantly favored her.

Perhaps due to his influence, Mrs. Zhuiya was very protective of her shortcomings as an adult.

But he never imagined that she would protect others so much that she would not distinguish between right and wrong.

But after all, blood is thicker than water, and the Master of Zhenlong Pavilion cannot let go of this illegitimate daughter.

"Alas," the master of Zhenlong Pavilion sighed: "Although Zhenlong Pavilion is the head of the seven major sects, the Feng family of Zhangtai is not a small fish and shrimp that can be trampled on by others. Paper cannot contain the fire, Zhenlong Pavilion can't contain the fire. You can't protect him, Zhuiya."

Mrs. Zhuiya cried blankly and said, "Dad, when you say that, do you really don't care about me?"

The master of Zhenlong Pavilion took out a brocade box from his sleeve and said, "Before the Feng family comes in, take this thing to the main peak and ask the master of Tianyuan Dao Sect. The Feng family will bring it to the main peak." The door and exit are surrounded like iron barrels, and sooner or later the person will be found."

"Right now, the only one who can protect your nephew's life is Shen Jue."

Mrs. Zhuiya knew that this was the limit of what her father could do. Although she was unwilling, she could only accept the brocade box and thank her father. When no one was paying attention, she took her two direct disciples and climbed to the main peak in the rain.

When the news of Mrs. Zhuiya's visit reached the main hall, Shen Jue was doing exercises to heal his injuries.

The disciples guarding the temple did not dare to disturb her, so they could only appease Mrs. Zhuiya and arrange for her to wait in the outer hall.

After a few cups of tea, when Mrs. Zhuiya was waiting in a panic, Shen Jue ended the daily circulation of his spiritual power, breathed out slowly, and opened his eyes.

Yesterday, I forcibly drained my spiritual blood, which really hurt my roots.

Shen Jue thought to himself, suddenly got off the bed, walked to the desk, and picked up a dead leaf from the table.

The dead leaf as big as a palm was stained with blood. He had picked it up from the woods where Pingxiu was injured.

Shen Jue put the leaf to his nose and took a deep sniff. The scent of the spiritual blood of the Tianshi clan made his whole soul tremble.

What sweet, fresh spiritual blood.

That little girl's Celestial Master Clan bloodline was even purer than his.

Shen Jue put the bloody dead leaves into the scripture, turned around and walked towards the door.

The disciple who was guarding outside the palace door heard the footsteps and bowed to report: "Sect Master, Madam Zhuiya wants to see you."

"Please."

Mrs. Zhuiya finally met Shen Jue.

She didn't dare to delay any longer, so she directly presented the brocade box and explained her intention carefully.

Shen Jue listened indifferently and opened the brocade box to look at it.

The black crystal core in the brocade box made his eyes light up - it was actually the core of the Three Poisons Karma Fruit!

Zhenlong Pavilion is indeed a place where treasures from all over the world are gathered, and there is even such a treasure.

That old fox, the master of Zhenlong Pavilion, really spent a lot of money to ask for his help.

Mrs. Zhuiya carefully looked at Shen Jue's expression, wondering what he was thinking. She was afraid that he would not help, so she dwarfed and was about to abandon her dignity and kneel down to beg.

Shen Jue smiled slightly, quickly helped her up, and said, "Madam, this great gift really offends Shen."

"Madam, please rest assured. Since the old master of the pavilion entrusts me, as a junior, how dare Shen refuse?"

With that said, he called a disciple into the hall and gave detailed instructions.

The disciple acted smartly, didn't talk too much, and knew how to act. He stepped forward and led Mrs. Zhuiya out.

"Madam, please come with me. Tianyuan Dao Sect has an absolutely secret and safe place, which will definitely protect Mr. Qin's life."

Shortly after Mrs. Zhuiya left with the disciple, another person suddenly broke in outside the hall.

The sword guard of the First Xiuwen Academy fell to his knees and said in panic: "Sect Master, Xue Ning has run away!"

Shen Jue frowned, anger rising in his heart.

This traitor!

Tianyuan Dao Sect was already under his control, and he was actually not worried about what kind of trouble this disobedient disciple would cause.

But years of ups and downs have made Shen Jue develop a sensitivity to crises in No. [-] Middle School.

Somehow, he always felt that this disciple might ruin everything he had now.

Shen was very unhappy with this ominous premonition.

He said coldly: "Seal the mountain and search! If you want to see people alive, you want to see corpses if you die!"

"Yes!"

"Come back!" Shen Jue called the people back and added, "Let's search the Feng family first!"

……

Several elders of the medical clinic joined forces and finally rescued Pingxiu from the brink of life and death.

The dagger Qin Huaichu used to kill Pingxiu was an evil weapon that had been sacrificed using the Yinxie method.

Although Pingxiu's life was saved, the evil spirit attached to the evil weapon could only be temporarily sealed in her body.

The demon pattern formed by the evil spirits was like an ugly spider web, covering the fair right half of the girl's face.

The girl's lips lost their color and she lay on the bed with her eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep.

Jiang Xiaoluan sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing her daughter's hand and holding it tightly, not even daring to blink easily. She just kept looking at her daughter, for fear that if she blinked, her daughter would leave her.

Fourth Master Feng sat next to his wife and wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingers.

There was a sudden movement outside the house.

"Who?!"

"Who is trespassing?!"

"stop!"

The young man stood in the heavy rain, his face as pale as snow.

"Xue Ning, a disciple of Tianyuan Dao Sect, asks to see Fourth Master Feng."

"Is that you?" A disciple recognized him, "You belong to the eldest lady..."

Another disciple stabbed him. Just as he was about to enter the room to report, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

Fourth Master Feng strode as fast as flying, and in a blink of an eye he walked up to the young man, raised his fist as big as a bowl, and smashed it into the young man's face.

"How dare you come here to seek death!" Fourth Master Feng shouted violently.

The young man did not dodge or even blink his eyes, he just said: "I'm sorry to Mrs. Feng Si, I'm here tonight to fulfill my promise."

Fourth Master Feng's fist suddenly stopped at the young man's temple.

Jiang Xiaoluan also walked out of the room, stood by the door, and whispered: "Fourth brother, let him in. I also have something to say to him."

Fourth Master Feng and the young man faced each other, and after a moment of stalemate, he stepped aside, and with a wave of his hand, he asked the disciples guarding the door to retreat to the second door first.

Xue Ning walked to the corridor, lowered her wet eyelashes, and said in a trembling voice: "Madam, can I...can I go in to see Xiu Xiu for the last time?"

As soon as these words came out, the boy burst into tears.

Jiang Xiaoluan shed tears and said, "It's not that I'm cruel to embarrass you, it's just that you and Xiuxiu, you are not the same person after all."

"As a mother, I only hope that my daughter can be safe and happy in this life. But she...but she almost died several times when she was with you."

"You are a good boy who keeps your promises, but I really...I really can't leave Xiuxiu to you..."

Xue Ning said: "It's because I'm not worthy, it's because I'm unlucky. Madam, you did nothing wrong."

Jiang Xiaoluan covered his face with his hands, turned his body to one side, and said, "Go in."

Xue Ning took off the outer clothes that smelled the most bloody, steamed them dry with internal force, and then walked into the inner room step by step.

From the door to the inner room, the distance of just twenty steps seemed to be the longest and most painful road he had walked in his life.

Finally walked to the couch.

Xue Ning knelt on one knee on the foot of the couch, quietly staring at the girl's pale face.

He looked at her so intently, as if he wanted to carve all of his sweetheart's features into his heart.

The black magic pattern on the right side of the girl's face was shocking and made his heart feel like a knife.

He reached out and wanted to touch her face.

But when his fingers fell next to her face, they retracted in fear, and finally fell on her hair.

Xue Ning pointed his sword at the same time, condensed the sword energy, cut off a section of fair hair, and carefully and preciously put it into a mustard bag.

Then, he took out the love-forgetting water.

The boy's hands were shaking so badly that he could hardly hold the porcelain bottle steady.

With great effort, he brought the bottle to his sweetheart's mouth, gently pinched her chin with one hand, and asked her to open her mouth.

The bottle tilted slightly, and the transparent potion trickled into the girl's lips and teeth.

The most unforgettable love in the young man's life also disappeared forever with this water of forgetfulness.

The biological mother is not happy and the biological father is not kind.

Xue Ning never complained about fate.

People from the same school are crowded out and everyone misunderstands.

Xue Ning never complained about fate.

But at this moment, Xue Ning hated this damn life and his life experience that could not be erased!

After feeding this bottle of forgetful water, Xue Ning's strength seemed to be exhausted.

When he stood up, his steps staggered, and he lost three souls and six souls. He was like a walking corpse. He passed by Feng Si and his wife and walked straight towards the cold wind and rain outside the door.

He didn't look back.

"Fourth Master Feng," the young man staggered and almost tripped over the moment he crossed the threshold.

He quickly held on to the door frame, his back shaking like a candle in the wind, and slowly stood up straight little by little.

"I'll kill Qin, so you don't have to get your hands dirty."