Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

Yuelan City Lord's Mansion

The building was magnificent with green tiles, flying eaves, carved railings and painted buildings, but now it was in disrepair inside.

The dead grass was toyed with by the wind, pushed from top to bottom at will, and the leaves scattered and fell, escaping from the branches.

The woman walked around the independent screen wall with a picture of a hundred bats in the middle. The main hall was decorated in a luxurious and rich style, highlighting the extravagant taste of the owner of the house.

A house without people, no matter how magnificent and eye-catching it is, will eventually become an isolated and dilapidated house, and be replaced by weeds and wild plants that sprout from the cracks in the ground.

Walking along the curve of the hand-copied corridor, there is a carved stone arch at the end. After the arch, turn around and walk a hundred meters along the stone road, and inside is a separate courtyard. There is a hibiscus pond facing the gate, and at the far corner of the courtyard is a woodshed filled with sundries and farm tools.

A man with unkempt hair and tattered clothes, it is unknown how long he has been imprisoned here.

Jiang Wanwan pushed open the wooden door that was as dilapidated as her. The long-lost light climbed through the wide-open door and kept crowding in from the gap, making the small space bright.

The man's hands and feet were tied, with his back against a haystack. His eyes, hidden in the dark environment, were stimulated by the light and could not open.

A black shadow loomed in front of him, blocking out most of the bright light. The man then slowly opened his eyelids, and the blurry human figure suddenly became clear.

The woman took off her veil, slightly opened her red lips, and called out to the man who was kneeling on the ground.

"Father, seeing you like a lost dog, your daughter is very happy."

The man whom the girl called father glanced at her angrily with his gloomy eyes, without any of the warm scene between father and daughter meeting each other.

"Ahem~ Have you completed everything I asked you to do?" While saying this, his head was still tilted to the other side.

The woman's lips curled up into a smile, but the smile was extremely cold and a little inhuman.

"That woman had the help of a master, and she had a magical weapon that could subdue me. I was injured by the talisman she used, and my whereabouts were exposed. I even suspected that you, father, used Yue Longjing as bait to instigate me to kill that woman, but in fact you wanted to lure out the monks to kill me!"

The falling out happened in a flash. The man remained silent after his true thoughts were exposed by the woman.

Hahahaha… As expected, it is so! From childhood to adulthood, you have either been indifferent or deliberately belittled me. When have you ever treated me as your real flesh and blood? You even disdained to look at me. To you, my existence is your stain and shame!

Jiang Wanwan touched her scarred cheek. The madness and violence made her lose her last remaining sanity. She continued to talk to herself: "Don't forget, when you were half dead, it was who saved you from the brink of death. I am your savior, and you treat me like this!"

The man closed his eyes tightly, exhaled a breath of foul air, then looked at his daughter and said with a bitter smile: "I know I have let you down, but it is too late to make amends now. It was also your father's fault that you became like this. However, those monks did not hinder you in any way. You insisted on killing them all, and you yourself did not want to surrender yourself, so I had no choice but to resort to this last resort and give you away."

Jiang Wanwan raised her soft hand in the air and slapped it heavily. A crisp sound suddenly came out, and the man was lifted up by the slap so that his head hit the ground, and a few crimson five-finger marks appeared on one side of his cheek.

The woman was so angry that her blood boiled and she couldn't calm down for a long time. The slap just now made her palms numb.

"If that's the case, then you should die too!"

The spiritual energy in her body quickly and organizedly flowed and gathered into her right arm. This final blow was bound to kill him.

The man closed his eyes in despair, his expression calm, without the slightest fear of begging for mercy, because he knew that even if he softened his attitude, he would still anger her.

Seeing that he was not afraid of death and faced it calmly, Jiang Wanwan felt angry in her heart. Before she could decide whether to take real action or not, her body took the lead and the spiritual power that burst out from her palm really scared her.

The small firewood shed was no longer recognizable. It was in pieces, with earth and rocks flying everywhere. A deep pit was left in the ground, and at the bottom of the pit were bloody and mangled remains that could no longer be called human.

The outline of the human figure was outlined with a halo, and this thin barrier protected her from physical damage, preventing her from becoming covered in dust and looking miserable.

A large group of cultivators gathered at the gate of Yuelan City. This time, Zhou Ming personally captured the murderer who killed the disciples of Yuxu Sect.

The barrier was broken effortlessly, and the trembling spiritual power fluctuations left Jiang Wanwan, who was in the City Lord's Mansion, no time to reminisce about the pain.

Someone broke in, and his cultivation was far superior to hers!

It seems that the group of monks who were chasing him have come to seek revenge. He has no chance of winning in a one-on-one fight against a high-level monk, let alone fighting ten at once.

Where there is life, there is hope.

Due to the massacre of Xishan Village, there were only a few citizens left in Yuelan City, and those who could escape fled.

Several people flew to the City Lord's Mansion on swords and fell from mid-air, driving the remaining spiritual energy on the ground. Zhou Ming's face changed drastically. This... this is the spiritual energy belonging to Jiang Wanwan.

With Wei Cheng in front and Jiang Wanwan behind, the Yuxu Sect is unlucky anyway. Good things never happen to them, but bad things pile up like mountains.

Su Ziwei's eyebrows suddenly frowned. It seemed that the murderer was a fellow practitioner, and... he was from the Yuxu Sect.

She and Xiao Tianchen later went to Xishan Village and discovered that the spiritual power here belonged to the same person.

Why would a good disciple go on a killing spree? Was he controlled by a demon or blinded by a mental nightmare?

The others looked at each other, and their inner thoughts were self-evident. Internal strife within a sect was not uncommon, but it was still very rare for the anger to be vented on mortals. Has the Yuxu Sect become so corrupt?

Some people did not want to get involved in other sects' affairs, so they said goodbye and flew away on their swords. Others followed the monk's example one after another. There were eight or nine people just now, but in the blink of an eye, there were only three left.

It's really unkind to just run away after watching a good show.

Zhou Ming neither got angry nor tried to stop it. As long as the fire didn't burn these people, they wouldn't cry out in pain. Leaving them here would just make them a laughing stock and make him feel upset.

Xiao Tianchen and Su Ziwei were ordered by Xu Luoge to assist Zhou Ming in the investigation. Even if they ran back, it would be a difficult task...

Zhou Ming also knew why they stayed here, and his gratitude towards Xu Luoge deepened.

All the spiritual consciousness that came out was constantly expanding the search range, like an overwhelming tide, like a dragnet, trying to catch that person.

Jiang Wanwan knew that she had committed a serious sin, and even if she could survive, she would be in great danger.

It's not like she hasn't experienced Baili Qi's methods before. If she is really caught by Zhou Ming, she might as well kill herself now rather than being completely beaten to pieces.

She came into being clean and beautiful, and left being dirty and ugly. Her unpopularity at birth also led to her miserable life later on.

The scenes before her death flashed through her mind like a passing show. Her consciousness became more and more blurred, and her eyelids became heavy, drooping unconsciously. In a trance, she saw the hazy figure of her mother in front of her.

"Wanwan, come here to mother." A vague and hollow voice echoed around her. The woman used up her last bit of strength to prop up her leaking chest and dug her nails deeply into the mud.

She stretched out a hand with great difficulty, trying to overlap with the phantom in her memory, "Mom~" The woman's eyes were filled with mist, and her face, which was almost clear, returned to normal at this moment because of the stain of tears.

When Zhou Ming and the other two arrived, Jiang Wanwan had just died. Not only was her spiritual vein severed, but there was also a big hole in her chest near her heart.

As if saying her final farewell to Zhou Ming, after he came, Jiang Wanwan's body gradually disappeared in front of the three people, starting from her toes, becoming invisible inch by inch.

A moist kiss was suddenly imprinted on Zhou Ming's lips, filled with incomparable attachment and reluctance.

It was just a show, and the fake became real. Whether they were truly sincere or not, only they themselves knew the answer.

The reason hasn't been clarified yet, but this person took the initiative. Why were the villagers of Xishan ruthlessly slaughtered by Jiang Wanwan? What deep hatred existed between them? None of these have been resolved!

Zhou Ming wiped the kiss mark with his sleeve. Jiang Wanwan was willing to die, but she had to come over and smack him on the face. He was almost nauseated and vomited.

Logically speaking, there is no such thing as reincarnation after a monk's death. Once dead, he is dead. But one thing is that if that person's soul can be collected and pieced together, perhaps he can be reborn again. But who can afford to wait that long?

I can't send her to the underworld for the matter of Xishan Village, and then wait for more than ten years to ask her why she killed the whole village... Is this realistic? It's not realistic at all.

Not to mention that the memory is lost, it is also difficult to find in the vast sea of ​​people. Unless you put a wisp of spiritual power into that soul, then you will have a chance.

The three of them shook their heads and rejected all the plans. Spiritual power cannot be given to others casually. If that happens, you will have to bear the consequences of his actions together.

The stakes are too high, no one dares to take the risk. It's not necessary since they are not your closest relatives or loved ones.

A scroll was left there, and Su Ziwei picked it up quickly. The beauty on the scroll had her head slightly tilted, and she sat in a graceful and elegant posture. Her eyes and eyebrows looked particularly familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before.

"Master Zhou, can I take this scroll back to Jiyue Mountain?"

Xiao Tianchen glanced sideways and saw a woman who was actually interested in another woman in the portrait. Zhou Ming naturally agreed to this request since he could not find any clues after searching everywhere.