broken destiny

Li Xiaoyu used both kindness and power to re-establish the order of Goddess Peak.

Li Xiaoyu received unanimous support, and a goddess ceremony was held the next day to succeed as the leader.

In the quiet courtyard, Wang Xingli was bidding farewell to Li Xiaoyu.

"If you don't tell me how you did it, forget it. Can you tell me what level your strength has reached?"

Wang Xingli shook his head: "I really don't know, but ordinary Lingyuan realm can't kill me."

That day, Wang Xingli left a trap at the key acupuncture point of Zhao Beimo's God Control, and used the orthodox Guigu Thirteen Needles to prevent Elder Wang's method.

On the day of the trial, Wang Xingli, with the help of Xiaoqi and Li Xiaoyu, disguised himself as a guard and stood up at the critical moment.

First, he skillfully took out the God-Controlling Needle from the back of Zhao Beimo's head, and then used the God-Controlling Needle to backfire on Elder Wang's soul. At the same time, he used the "Trapped Soul Lock", and then killed Elder Wang in a surprise attack.

Of course, the faint Leiwei in the token also played a key role.

However, there is no need to tell Li Xiaoyu this.

Wang Xingli turned around and left coolly, waved his hand and left.

Elder Xu looked at Li Xiaoyu who was staring blankly at Wang Xingli and said: "Xiaoyu, don't look at it. He is very likely to be the child of destiny. If he falls into it, it will only increase his sorrow."

Originally, Li Xiaoyu's eyes were a little dim, but after hearing Elder Xu's words, they became a little brighter: "Who can say accurately about fate?"

The entrance to Goddess Peak.

Wang Xingli met Zhao Beimo, who had been waiting here for a long time.

"Why are you here? Don't worry! I'm going to save your sister right now."

Zhao Beimo nodded: "My benefactor, I can trust you, but I still have something to ask for."

"Tell me! What's the matter?"

"I don't know which sect my benefactor is from. Can I send my sister to my benefactor's sect?" Before Wang Xingli could speak, Zhao Beimo continued: "Don't worry, benefactor, my sister is still very talented when she is not sick. She …she……"

Looking at Zhao Beimo who suddenly became cautious in front of him, Wang Xingli felt very emotional. A man who was not even afraid of death was actually stammering nervously at this moment. This shows how much he cares about his sister.

After thinking for a while, Wang Xingli said: "Yes, but you must serve the Goddess well."

With a "plop", Zhao Beimo knelt on the ground, clasped his hands in his fists and said, "Thank you so much, my benefactor, I will do my best!"

Such a scene made Wang Xingli a little uncomfortable. He quickly stretched out his hand to help him up and said, "Zhao Beimo, get up quickly. You don't have to be like this."

Zhao Beimo stood up and said gratefully: "If you are of use to me in the future, please speak freely and I will never give up."

"You are not bad at talent, just stay in Goddess Peak and practice hard. I'm leaving." Wang Xingli walked not far, stopped after thinking for a while, turned to Zhao Beimo and said: "If you want to see your sister in the future, come to Ice and Snow Gate .”

After saying that, Wang Xingli walked with his sword, aiming for Zhaojiacun.

Zhaojiacun is a small mountain village, but there is a lot of flat land in the mountains. It was just noon when Wang Xingli found Zhaojiacun, and he could hear the sound of people arguing far away.

"Uncle, aunt, I will not marry him, so just give up!"

"You damn girl, it's already very good for someone to take a fancy to a sick girl like you, but you're still picky? I tell you, you have to marry whether you want to marry or not."

"Auntie, my brother didn't give you less money, did he? Is this how you treat me?"

"Hey, damn girl, you still dare to talk back. The medicine you drink is free, right? If I hadn't been waiting for you every day, you would have been buried long ago."

"Stop talking, just let Nan Xiang stay at home." At this time, the uncle couldn't help but interject.

Unexpectedly, my aunt immediately got angry, pointing at Uncle Nanxiang's nose and yelling: "You old guy, you really have your elbows turned out! You Zhao family has a lame and a sick young boy. I am not the one who eats, drinks, and defecates for you. How can you?" How many days do you have to live? You are a damn girl, let’s see if I don’t beat you to death.”

Facing her aunt's slap, Nan Xiang's pupils trembled and her whole body trembled slightly. The brother who loved her most appeared in her mind.

A hand suddenly appeared and stopped the slap that was about to fall.

"Is your name Zhao Nanxiang?"

Zhao Nanxiang's face was pale, and he turned around helplessly when he heard the words. What he saw was an unfamiliar face, with a little sullenness, but there was a bit of gentleness in his eyes when he looked at her.

"That's me. Who are you?"

"Your brother sent me to pick you up." As he said this, Wang Xingli put some strength into his hands.

"Ouch! It hurts! Let go, where did this wild boy come from?" Zhao Nanxiang's aunt screamed in pain.

Wang Xingli glanced at her, then let go of his hand, and said angrily: "Zhao Beimo is now an inner disciple of Goddess Peak. How dare you touch their sister? Don't you want to live anymore?"

Zhao Nanxiang's aunt stood aside, so suppressed by Wang Xingli's breath that she didn't dare to breathe.

"Do you have anything to take? Let's leave now!" Wang Xingli didn't have any good impressions of his aunt and just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

"Senior, I am in poor health and may not be able to bear the long journey."

"That's why I'm here this time. Go inside! I'll help you diagnose and treat you."

"How did you..."

Before Zhao Nanxiang's aunt could say anything, her uncle on the side covered her mouth and whispered in her ear: That person seemed to have flown down from the sky. Zhao Nanxiang's aunt stopped talking immediately.

On the other side, Wang Xingli followed Zhao Nanxiang into the house. After a while, the two of them walked out again. Zhao Nanxiang's face had blood color, and he was no different from a normal person.

"Nanxiang, you..." The uncle in the hospital was a little surprised when he saw that Zhao Nanxiang's face suddenly changed for the better and he didn't feel sick at all when he walked.

"Uncle, I'm feeling well!"

The aunt on the side suddenly became lively and lively when she saw Zhao Nanxiang for just a moment. She was extremely shocked and immediately knelt down on the ground: "Shangxian, please show your mercy and cure Uncle Nanxiang's leg. Nanxiang Please say a good word to your uncle." After saying that, he kowtowed on the ground.

Wang Xingli turned to look at Zhao Nanxiang, and Zhao Nanxiang said: "Actually, my uncle and aunt are very good to me. It's just that this time my brother hasn't sent money for a long time, and the family really can't support it anymore. That's why my aunt came out." The next best thing."

Wang Xingli nodded, then looked at Zhao Nanxiang's uncle, walked over and injected a few needles, and then put away the needles.

"Okay, here are five hundred yuan stones. You can keep them and it will be counted as your hard work for taking care of Nan Xiang for such a long time."

After saying that, Wang Xingli led Zhao Nanxiang out of the courtyard of her uncle's house.