After Being Betrayed, The Immortal Master Ran Away With The Demon Venerable

Lan Shanyue's words were loud, as if a sharp knife had stabbed into Gong Xiuxian's heart, he swayed slightly and slowly got up from the ground.

"Master, are you really not coming back?" Gong Xiuxian looked at him almost pleadingly, and said, "I will listen to all your words in the future, I will cultivate well, and I will no longer have anything to do with anyone. If you want, I will only be with you in my life, I know that I can find a better person if you leave, but... I beg you to give me another chance, the disciple has nothing but to make up for his mistakes."

Yi Ning didn't say anything, just looked at him indifferently. After a long time, he finally said: "Really, since you said it so nicely, how about digging out your own spiritual core with your own hands?"

Gong Xiuxian stared at him in a daze, as if he had heard some unbelievable words. After a long time, he suddenly pulled out his sword and stabbed himself in the abdomen. .

The **** spiritual core was lying in the palm of his hand. Gong Xiuxian was extremely weak. He reached out and held the spiritual core in the palm of his hand and handed it to Yi Ning: "Master, look, I am willing to do whatever you want."

The front hall was silent, Xu Lean looked away, this **** scene made him a little nauseated.

However, Yi Ning watched everything quietly, but just smiled and said: "I want you to die, you die for me to see."

At this point, Gong Xiuxian completely understood from Yi Ning's lonely and cold eyes that his pity for him had been completely exhausted, and only boundless hatred remained.

The curse poison, the gu poison, or even being dug out of the spiritual core, was not the reason for Yi Ning to give up.

He gave up because of the scene Hitachi saw when he was in front of Gong Xiuxian and Liu Rugeng's bed.

Gong Xiuxian gave a wry smile, crushed the spiritual core in his palm, and the powder fell on the ground like dust. He breathed heavily and said in a low voice, "The cultivation base you taught me will be returned to you today." After a pause, he raised his eyes, there was no emotion in his pupils, and there was a faint demonic energy on his body.

He's going to go crazy. Yi Ning frowned slightly, and drew his sword to face him, ready to kill him on the spot at any time.

However, Gong Xiuxian lowered his head, took out a black stone from his clothes and threw it in front of Yi Ning, with no emotion in his tone: "Pick it up and take a look."

It is a mirror stone, which can reflect scenes from other places.

Yi Ning clearly noticed that the demonic energy on the other side was getting deeper and richer. He cautiously did not move, but heard the other side say again: "Aren't you looking for the head, just go inside and take a look."

Hearing the word "sect master", Yi Ning's pupils shrank rapidly, he only hesitated for a moment before slowly raising his hand, and the Yingjian stone flew into his palm in a moment.

The moment it touched the Yingjian Stone, a burst of white light erupted from the stone, revealing the back of the Sect Master.

The huge chain penetrated his collarbone, trapping him firmly in a small place. His body was covered in scars, with more than a dozen sharp knives and daggers stuck on his body.

Every time the formation inhales a bit of blood, the sharp knife controlled by the formation will advance deeper until it is completely drained and full of the blood of the sect master, and the formation will be completely completed.

"How dare you!" Mu Zilang had difficulty breathing, and nearly fainted in the darkness before his eyes.

Even Yi Ning didn't expect such a scene, the Guoyun Sword in his hand quickly gathered a monstrous sword intent, and went straight to Gong Xiuxian.

"Yi Ning, don't you want to save the Sect Master?"

This sentence successfully stopped the terrifying sword intent.

"Make a contract with me, and I will tell you where the head is, and Fu Zhuo will leave him to my care." Gong Xiuxian's voice was cold, with a smile of relief. This was the last magic weapon Fu Zhuo gave him, so that he could regain Yi Ning's magic weapon.

"Gong Xiuxian, you're really crazy, do you know what you're doing? Playing for a tiger, accepting a thief as your father! He is your head!" Xu Le'an looked at him in disbelief.

However, Gong Xiuxian didn't put his eyes on him for a moment, but still said to Yi Ning: "What kind of eyes are these, Yi Ning, you want to kill me to clear the door, right? But what did I do, I just I just follow you to learn. If you collude with Yan Xuan, I will collude with Fu Zhuo, am I not learning enough?"

Yi Ning looked at him silently and did not answer him.

Lan Shanyue next to him shattered the teacup in his hand, and couldn't help but scolded, "You bastard!"

"Shut up." Gong Xiuxian interrupted them irritably, so that he could look at Yi Ning and say: "Yi Ning, I will give you half a day to choose, if you want to save the head, just make a contract with me, otherwise, you will Take this mirror stone and watch him bleed and die."

Yi Ning rarely finds it funny, but this time, he laughed softly and stabbed the sword into Gong Xiuxian's chest with his own hands.

For a long time, there was no sound between heaven and earth, and even Lan Shanyue and the others forgot to speak out. Yi Ning sighed and said lightly: "Save me your life, and return it to me."

He would rescue the Sect Master and kill Fu Zhuo, no matter what way.

But Yi Ning would never choose to be controlled by Gong Xiuxian again. He spent so much effort to get rid of it, how could everything fall back to its original place.

He couldn't bear it, and Yan Xuan couldn't bear it either.

"I got married with him, just yesterday, as witnessed by his mother, there is a candied fruit that I like to eat in the house, Gong Xiuxian, do you know that I like sweets, do you know whether I like candied or fenugreek or preserved fruit, know How much heat and how many days does it take to dry a bag of candied fruit by hand?" Yi Ning's tone was flat and unwavering, as if he was just expressing a very common and loose thing.

Gong Xiuxian's hand tightly clasped Yi Ning's sword, the blade cut through his palm mercilessly, and sent it deeper into his heart. With a hoarse voice, he repeated: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Yi Ning closed his eyes, all the burdens on his body were relieved at this moment, and said quietly: "Actually, I used to want that lantern very much, but now I don't."

This sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely drowning Gong Xiuxian in endless remorse.

It turned out that the master also wanted the lamp, why did he think that the master did not need it, why... He never noticed the steps of the master walking towards him, and he thought that the master had betrayed him.

It was him who pushed Master away with his own hands.

The sword was suddenly pulled out from Gong Xiuxian's chest, Yi Ning took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood off the sword, and threw it gently on the ground.

"Take that mirror stone, go back and notify the elders of the sect, and send some people to accompany me to destroy Fu Zhuo." Yi Ning did not look at Gong Xiuxian again, and calmly said to Xu Le'an and Mu Zilang.

The two came back to their senses from the scene just now, hurriedly responded, and ran out of the front hall without stopping for a moment.

Lan Shanyue was relieved when she saw that he killed Gong Xiuxian, but when she thought of the head, she became a little frowning: "The sect is over there, or I'll go back together, I don't worry about their handling of things."

After a long while, Yi Ning said softly: "It's okay, you have to learn to do it, or when I die, they will have no one to rely on."

Lan Shanyue keenly caught the words in his words, her eyes widened in disbelief: "What did you say?"

She believed whoever died, how could Yi Ning die? A hundred-year-old genius, whose cultivation is only half a step away from soaring, how could someone who can even seal the Demon Venerable himself die?

"It's a long story, I've been under the curse for a long time, and if I use my spiritual power, I will be backlashed..." His voice was getting weaker, and the sequelae brought about when he just killed Gong Xiuxian had already started to attack.

Yi Ning pushed back his sleeves, revealing the black line for Lan Shanyue to see, it was much shorter than when he came: "Backlash will consume my life, when this line disappears, I will die."

Lan Shanyue's face froze, she grabbed Yi Ning's wrist and watched it carefully for a long time, her voice was irritable, and she was obviously on the verge of being irritable: "Who did it? Yi Ning, who cast the curse!"

"It's Fu Zhuo." Yi Ning lowered his eyelashes and slowly lowered his sleeves.

Fu Zhuo must be killed. He has done too many evils, and each of them is enough to kill a thousand knives.

But now, he has more important things to ask: "Senior sister, is there a solution to this curse poison backlash?"

Lan Shanyue took a long sigh and said, "The curse poison alone can be solved naturally, as long as you kill the person under the curse, but your poison is so deep, you still use spiritual power regardless of backlash, I'm afraid..."

She doesn't have to finish speaking, Yi Ning can also understand the unfinished meaning of his words.

After an unknown period of silence, Yi Ning raised his head and looked at the sky outside the eaves.

"So, I know." Yi Ning took a deep breath and put away his sword, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the sky and see Yan Xuan who was waiting for him to go home in the distance.

Thinking of him a little bit, Yan Xuan must have been impatient to wait.

Hurry back and accompany him again.

"If I'm really going to die, please ask senior sister to hide Yan Xuan for me, and only tell me... I've changed my mind, I like the new and hate the old, and I'm with others." Yi Ning couldn't find any other reason, so he tentatively said, "Or I'll get rid of it. Chuang disappeared, in short, don't let Yan Xuan seek death."

Hearing this, Lan Shanyue choked for a moment, then sighed long: "What is your life..."

It is said that when the heaven comes down to the people, they must first suffer their will, but Yi Ning's life has been suffering from the very beginning. Why does the heaven treat him like this?

"Oh... it's incredible! Tiandao!" The little girl hurriedly ran to Tiandao and said, "Tiangeng Xingluo, that surnamed Gong is dead. Guess who killed it?"

Tiandao picked up a wisp of clouds and said inadvertently: "I guess, is it Gou Chen Xingjun?"

Seeing the surprise and admiration on the little girl's face, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she tapped the tip of her nose and said, "If Gou Chen Xingjun doesn't kill him, he won't be able to soar."

"Why?" The little girl asked puzzled, "Don't Gou Chen and Tian Geng live together, and the enemy die? If Gou Chen forgives Tian Geng, can they still unite?"

Tian Dao smiled without saying a word, and said softly: "Wrong, Tian Geng is not Gou Chen's destiny."

"Who is that?" the little girl asked curiously.

Tiandao looked into the distance, smiled vaguely, and did not answer.

That poisonous snake should have won once.