Everyone Wants to Kill Me and Sermon [Transmigration Book]

Yes, yes, there is also Xianzun!

After hearing these words from the young man, the eyes of many monks lit up.

Although they couldn't stop Fujia, the immortal who was in charge of Qiongzhou Milie could!

"Immortal Venerable, you can't sit idly by, don't you just let all the monks cultivated by the various sects die here?" More and more people shouted towards the sky.

Fu Jia's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he irrationally didn't make a move immediately, but raised his eyes slightly to look in the direction of the bamboo house.

He wanted to see Xianzun's reaction.

Let's see what kind of actions this well-known fair and noble person in the cultivation world will take when faced with this situation.

He wants to see-

Fu Jia's eyes suddenly flashed some bewilderment.

What does he want to see, or rather look forward to?

Eyelashes fluttered slightly, Fu Jia looked up at everyone in front of her.

The faces of the favored ones these days showed panic, and there was no trace of the demeanor of a cultivator in their expressions.

Everyone noticed that the good-looking young man who looked like a banished fairy did not move any more. He just stood there quietly, his brows and eyes were cold and plain, as if he could be painted, but he was out of tune with the surroundings.

He is afraid.

He was afraid that Immortal Venerable would attack him.

The frightened monks made this speculation in their hearts, which made their faces even more frantic, and they shouted the name of the immortal in a panic.

The small space with countless opportunities seems to have become a nightmare, and the atmosphere is filled with tension and depression.After a while, a white light floated from the sky.

Xianzun has made a move!

He really couldn't bear to lose the lives of the geniuses of the various sects!

Some rejoicing flashed in the monk's eyes, and the tense body slowly relaxed, and they all couldn't help taking a deep breath.

This attack must be heading towards Fu Jia!

"Hua Jia, don't you admit your mistake? Do you know how many Tianjiao you have killed and how much you have caused the various sects to lose?" It seemed that they would change their faces. When they saw this white light ball, they were begging for mercy just now. The expression of the cultivator changed, and they suddenly became high-ranking critics, "Your behavior has already made the Immortal Venerable dissatisfied."

Fu Jia didn't pay attention to the monk who spoke at all.

He just turned his eyes away from the direction where the bamboo house was.

Is that true?

The dazed look in his eyes faded away, Fu Jia didn't show any clues on his face, but he exerted a little force on the hand holding the artifact.

It was at this time that Fu Jia looked at the monk who was still chattering.

Being watched by Fu Jia, the monk immediately felt a little panic in his heart, but he still clenched his teeth and said, "What do you think I am doing, do you still admit your mistake and beg for mercy at this time? Now that the immortal has appeared, could it be You still think you can..."

But the monk didn't finish his sentence, because he suddenly felt a huge coercion.

He was unable to move!

Not only was his body unable to move, but all the spiritual power in his body seemed to have stagnated. He couldn't mobilize the spiritual power in his body at all!

What happened?

"Hua Jia, is it your fault? You are so bold, how dare you do this under the eyes of the Immortal Venerable?" the monk said in a panic while observing the surrounding scene.

But he suddenly froze.

Because he found that the people around him behaved in the same way, their brows and eyes were very similar to the panic and bewilderment of him now.

And they have - a layer of light white halo!

Something quickly flashed through his mind, the monk's pupils shrank, he looked down at himself, and found that he also had a layer of pale white on his body.

The monk shrank even more, and he looked up at Fu Jia in horror.

Only Fujia!

Among all the monks in the audience, only Fu Jia did not have that radiance.

And this light is—

"It has nothing to do with Jiajia, I did it." Although the immortal did not appear, the voice of the immortal suddenly sounded in the sky.

This lord who has always been known for his fairness and justice actually used the big to bully the small, and even helped the evildoers!

"Xianzun, how can you do this? How can you help Hua Jia? Even if you don't help us or punish Hua Jia, you can't restrict our bodies and let us wait here to die!" The monk's face was pale. , because he was too emotional, there were even some questioning faintly in his voice.

It's just that everyone, including the monk, was stunned because of what the immortal said again.

"It was you who asked me to come out and uphold justice."

That was a sentence in a very flat tone of Xianzun.

"That's what I think I'm supposed to be doing."

When hearing this, Fu Jia's eyelashes trembled subconsciously.

[He is here to help me now. ]

Fu Jia's hand holding the artifact exerted force subconsciously, and he slightly lowered his eyes to look at his slightly clenched hand, and a trace of bewilderment flashed in his eyes again.

But Fu Jia didn't hesitate anymore.

It was as if he had seen what he wanted to see, his expectation had come true, and Fu Jia killed all the monks who could not move.

It had to be a homicide, because he was the only one who got the highest authority.

If someone else did it, no matter who it was, it would only lead to being eliminated.

Fu Jia walked in front of every monk present, he didn't ask anyone for help or begging for mercy, he just slashed each monk's neck with his sword one by one.

"Fu Jia, you are Fu Jia, right?"

When he walked in front of Lin Yi, Lin Yi's expression changed, he seemed a little flustered and at a loss, "You are, I have felt the way of the best kindness in you. Except you, there is no one in this world who cultivates the best kindness like water." of."

This was Fu Jia's expression that Lin Yi had never seen before.

Lin Yi should have never been so flustered and at a loss.

Eyes drooping slightly, Fu Jia did not hide anything, "I am."

Fu Jia raised her eyes, her voice was very soft, but without any emotion, "I've been lying to you all this time, I've never really died. Fu Jia is me, and Hua Jia is me too. The decisive battle at Xuanyun Peak is mine. He died under Yang Fan's hands on purpose, and the ghost in the demon world is also an illusion created by Wei Wei, I have been lying to you from the beginning to the end."

Fu Jia thought that after he said these words, Lin Yi would question him and show an uncomfortable and unbelievable expression.

But Lin Yi didn't.

Fu Jia's sword had already slashed across Lin Yi's neck, but Lin Yi didn't show any pain, his eyes were full of surprise and joy.He murmured in an indescribable tone, "You are Jia Jia, you are really Jia Jia."

Lin Yi is dead.

But before he died, he showed a very gentle smile towards Fu Jia.

That was the smile he had before he met Fu Jia, when there was no haze in his eyes and demeanor.

Moreover, Lin Yi's demons disappeared.

Fu Jia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and some confusion flashed in his eyes.

He didn't understand Lin Yi's current reaction.

"Jiajia, it's really you!"

Blue Cloud is also dead.

Before he died, he said in a helpless tone when he made a huge mistake, "I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you, I didn't recognize you too much, how could I? so."

His voice was getting lower and lower, and there was some faint crying and helplessness.

He seemed to have become that cute boy again, biting his lip lightly with his teeth, without even noticing the blood coming out of the bite.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't expect that I would go too far, and I don't know what happened to me."

Before losing his life, Lan Yun kept repeating this sentence in a tone of helplessness and self-blame.

His current appearance is very similar to Fu Jia's appearance when he suddenly found out that the Hua Fan he wanted to teach was Fu Jia not long after he met him.

Lan Yun's reaction was also different from Fu Jia's imagination.

"why?"

Fu Jia looked at Mo Gan, who was the only one alive besides him.

"I obviously lied to you." You should hate me.

The young man with all white hair also smiled very gently, "Because you are still alive."

Mo Gan said in a gentle voice, "The fact that you are still alive is much more important than other things."

Is it more important than that he lied to them from beginning to end?

Lin Yi lost his potential because of his inner demons, Lan Yun because of his temperament change and began to get in touch with the sect affairs he once hated, and Mo Gan because of his disheartened and gray hair.

Was the fact that he was alive more important than any of these things?

Fu Jia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Mo Gan also died, but before he died, he said a word.

"It's great that you didn't really go through that."

It was his own disastrous end that he faked, but instead of blaming him for his pretense and deceit, Mo Gan said——

Good thing you didn't go through that.