Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Across the red light rising from the ground, the girl and the leader of the Futu Sect looked at each other.

The raging murderous intent and violence completely engulfed Ning Xiyuan.

She seemed to...give her a chance.

Since this is also her soul, there is no such thing as possession or borrowing.

So...

If you have concerns, there is nothing you can’t kill!

The girl turned into a shadow and crashed into the red barrier formed by the magic circle.

"Snapped!"

The barrier was shattered, and the black figure moved forward.

The God-Slaying Sword pierced through the air and pierced through the chest of the Buddha Sect Leader in the blink of an eye.

"think..."

"It's been a long time since I killed you."

The girl suddenly raised her head, revealing her face covered by long black hair, and her smile was bold and unrestrained.

Pale face.

Lips red from blood.

The gorgeous impact and extreme contrast bring unspeakable shock.

The morbid beauty and the trembling voice make people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment

Long sword, girl, woman.

Shock.

Everyone is shocked.

But this moment happened too quickly, with too many reversals.

Some people are surprised that possession is fake and genius is real.

Some people were surprised at the killing, surprised that the leader of the Buddhist sect wanted to kill his own daughter.

Very few people were surprised by...the counterattack.

"it is good...."

"Good good."

The leader of the Futu Sect had a smile on her face. She lowered her eyes and looked at the long sword in front of her chest. There were many emotions brewing in her eyes, but she was not surprised.

Four consecutive words of "good" seemed to break the silence.

The Great Elder stood up suddenly.

Then came all the people from the Futu Sect.

The shock, after a pause, continued in an even more turbulent manner.

"Xiyuan, that's cruel enough."

The woman's smile gradually widened. She neither struggled nor fought back, and her expression gradually began to turn crazy.

Cruel enough...

Just be cruel enough.

Ning Xiyuan: “….”

All the negative emotions in her heart reached their peak.

The woman in front of me is particularly hateful.

That look again.

Are you liberated?

Are you relieved?

This is the joy of death...no longer being bound by anything.

dissipated in the world.

Ning Xiyuan closed her eyes, her curly eyelashes trembling.

Out of sight, out of mind

How shameful... that kind of stupid envy.

"Ning Xiyuan, my daughter."

"The new...Buddha Master!"

The woman's voice spread throughout the training ground.

The handover, which should have been grand and cautious, was completed in this simple venue.

There is no ceremony.

But it is enough to be unforgettable.

"Xiyuan, take back what belongs to us."

The woman raised her hand, but it did not touch the girl's face, and then it shattered into light and shadow, leaving no body behind.

For her.

She would accept it whether the soul exchange was successful or not.

This body is about to die, and it wants revenge...

It's nothing more than taking over someone else's body and placing one's hopes on someone else.

Such a result... great!

She was not wrong about Ning Xiyuan!

She has never fought that woman in her life...but her daughter is ruthless enough and must be more powerful than that woman's child!

She is really looking forward to...

I am looking forward to how much shock Ning Xiyuan’s appearance will bring to Liuyun Sect.

The light and shadow have not yet dissipated, and the outline of the woman can still be vaguely seen.

"Things that belong to us must never fall into the hands of others."

Those lights and shadows were eventually blown away by the wind along with the sound, as if they had never appeared.

Suddenly, a white light condensed in the air and suddenly penetrated into Ning Xiyuan's brows.

"The Spirit Tribe!"

Qin Chen took a few steps forward in shock.

A powerful and rare race existing in the upper spiritual world!

As if favored by heaven, the elves are generally beautiful and transcendent.

Most importantly...

The art of words!

Although every word spirit will pay the price of life, but...

The entire upper spiritual world still holds this race in high esteem and awe.

"Word Spirit Technique..."

Three words gently flowed out from the girl's mouth. She raised her hand and her fingertips touched her brows, where she felt a cool sensation.

It seems to be able to sweep away all the fatigue of a person.

Not forced.

It’s a blessing.

Ning Xiyuan sighed softly, unable to conceal the disgust in his eyes.

Who needs...

This is a blessing with a purpose.

She sent someone to die again...

Ning Xiyuan lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on the God-Slaying Sword in his hand.

I really want to...

Give yourself a sword.

Her request is so simple, why is it so difficult...

The people of the Futu Sect were in even greater surprise.

The leader is dead?

The young master killed him.

Can...

Before his death, he passed the position of the leader to the young leader...

this...

"See the sect master!"

In confusion, a man in black clothes with narrow sleeves walked out of the crowd. He knelt on one knee on the stage and bowed to Ning Xiyuan.

It’s Pei Xuan.

He is the eldest senior brother of the Futu Sect.

The golden hair crown shone golden in the sunlight.

It was so bright that it shone into everyone's heart.

"See the sect master!"

"See the sect master!"

Kneeling down were a group of disciples.

They are in awe of the eldest brother.

Now that the sect leader has passed away, Ning Jin practices evil magic.

And Ning Xiyuan...

The rightful heir!

There were also some people who did not kneel, including several elders and senior leaders.

The leader is dead, this is a good time to seize power!

Can...

Their gazes could not help but fall on the black-clad girl in the center of the ring.

Is it a good time?

Is this a good time to take advantage of the situation?

Completely beat the Jindan, easily defeat the Huashen, and even... kill the Chuguo.

Being young does not mean being weak.

Can...

They are unwilling...

"Greetings, Sect Master!" Lu Chaoyang's voice was extremely firm and full of vigor.

He recognizes the strong.

He admires Ning Xiyuan.

As for matricide...

In his view, it was just a counterattack in self-defense.

If someone wanted him dead, he would not sit there and wait for death.

The third elder: “….”

The third elder's gums were bitten to pieces.

idiot!

All his previous plans were intended to secure the position of heir for Lu Chaoyang, but this kid just knelt down so straightforwardly!

What can be done?

The Third Elder could only hold back his tears, put his right hand on his chest, and bowed towards Ning Xiyuan: "Greetings... Sect Master!"

The youngest leader in the history of the Futu Sect.

Fifteen!

"Ning Xiyuan!"

"Ning Xiyuan!"

The sporadic cries eventually spread like wildfire and formed a sea.

They may not be disciples of the Futu Sect, but they raised their arms and shouted loudly.

This is their new generation of genius!

An incomparable and unsurpassed genius!

There is a unique mark of the times about them.

Ning Xiyuan was standing right in the middle, with her name everywhere, surging and converging into one.

Her fingertips touched the beating heart.

This is... a completely unfamiliar feeling.

After a while, she walked towards Pei Xuan.

"Who are you."

Ning Xiyuan looked down at Pei Xuan, and the surging emotions in his eyes finally turned into dead silence.

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Help, I must say, I went to eat hot pot this afternoon.

Stuffed to death.

Really.

I was so full! After three days of trying to lose weight, I finally regretted it after eating!

Do you guys have any tips for losing weight or suppressing your appetite?