If I Don’t Die Soon, I’ll Really Become Invincible!

Chapter 241 There is something wrong with this dog emperor

why don't you die?

Huang Yan's words caused Fang Qingxue to suffer an unprecedented blow. At this moment, she felt despair.

She is no longer the flower in the greenhouse in the past. Leaving Sect this time has caused her to lose a lot and grow a lot.

She already knew that the world is not as simple as she thought.

It doesn't mean that everything will go to her mind.

When she was just disfigured, she was in despair. At that time, she even thought that it was better to die with this face on.

When she was captured by Ye Ning, she was in despair, she was so sad, she had the idea of ​​giving up on herself, and even thought about letting Ye Ning kill her outright to give her a relief.

Later, she was taken away by Pei Yuhan. Devil Cultivator's torture method made her fall into endless pain. At that time, she was also very desperate, and she could not see the future.

But those despairs, compared to now, are like pediatrics.

She had never felt such intense despair.

The desperation made her breathless, she looked at Huang Yan, her eyes turned, and tears were flashing.

"Master, I..."

However, not even a single sentence could be said.

Huang Yan interrupted impatiently and said.

"I'm not your uncle. From now on, there is no relationship between you and me!"

This sentence made Fang Qingxue's heart cool.

She laughed miserably and asked.

"why?"

In fact, she had already guessed the answer.

It's just hard to believe, and with a bit of luck, I want to hear Huang Yan say it in person.

"Why?" Huang Yan frowned, with an undisguised look of disgust in her eyes: "Why? The true disciple of Qunyu Pavilion, which one is not a national color Liuli? Which one is not a very high cultivation Talent, But look at you again, you look so ugly, let’s not talk about it, you even have the Cultivation Base be abolished, and the Spiritual Roots be cut off. You have no possibility of practicing... So why are you returning to Sect? Do you want to? Shame on Sect?"

Huang Yan is righteous.

She doesn't think there is any problem with own logic.

In the world of practice, everything is false, and only interests are eternal.

Fang Qingxue is already a waste person, and it is impossible to provide the slightest benefit.

So what is she worth?

But she would never have imagined how violently her words would hit Fang Qingxue.

"I endured the humiliation, endured the strange eyes of others, I was struggling in the abyss of pain, and the only belief that supported my life was that one day, I would be able to return to Sect, to return home... But when I finally stumbled back , Sect told me, why didn't I die outside? Why should I come back alive?"

Fang Qingxue smiled miserably.

She opened her mouth, the bright red blood stained her teeth, and mixed saliva flowed down from the corners of her mouth.

This is because of the extreme pain, biting his tongue.

It can be seen how sad she is now.

The belief in her heart collapsed in an instant.

In fact, this is the reality!

What home, what Sect, it's just a joke.

"Why? Obviously we used to have such a good relationship. After I become a cripple, will those feelings become false?"

Fang Qingxue said sadly.

Huang Yan is not alone, she represents the attitude of Qunyu Pavilion.

Because Fang Qingxue recalled Sect's consistent way of doing things, this concept is actually instilled in everyone's heart.

She put herself in her shoes and thought about it. If she was Huang Yan and Huang Yan became her, when she came to her, would she be able to treat her like before?

Then she got vague answers.

Not sure.

This actually explains the problem.

In the past, when she was outside the bureau, she never felt that there was anything wrong with Xianmen's style.

He would even stand and think without speaking, natural selection and survival of the fittest, as it should be.

But when she was in the bureau, she realized how indifferent and ruthless it was?

She grew up in Qunyu Pavilion.

She is friends with many people in the Qunyu Pavilion.

She has contributed a lot to Qunyu Pavilion.

Could it be that the time consumed and the feelings of management are just illusions?

She is not someone else, she is still herself, she just temporarily lost her strength, why, all of a sudden, it seems like she has been stepped on into the dust?

"The feelings in the past are not false, but they are for Fang Qingxue, the true disciple of the past, not you, a waste. If I had known this earlier, how could I have been close to you back then?"

Huang Yan spoke very rudely, and every word had an air of superiority.

"Who do you think you are? Sect cultivates you, is it really because of feelings? A joke! It's not an investment in you! You have become a waste now, and you have lost everything. The resources that Sect invested in you have become Bubble "!"

"To be honest, if I were you, I should have self-awareness, die early, and still get a good reputation? But you don't know what to do, but you still find it, do you think Sect will raise waste? Your existence , will be a disgrace to Sect!"

"Fang Qingxue, listen carefully, I'm still thinking about my past feelings, so I don't need to kill you, but that doesn't mean you can still pretend to be a true disciple of the Qunyu Pavilion in the future. From the moment you were abolished, You should make one thing clear, that is, you are no longer worthy of being a disciple of the Qunyu Pavilion... From now on, if I hear it again, and you dare to use the name of Sect, I will not let it go easily. You, now, you can go!"

She waved her hand impatiently.

It's like driving a fly away.

Fang Qingxue has become what she is now, and she has nothing to feel distressed about.

Because the so-called emotion of the two in the past is actually an investment.

She values ​​Fang Qingxue's future, so she deliberately managed this relationship.

It's actually for profit.

But now that Fang Qingxue has become a waste, it means that her investment has failed, so her mood will inevitably become very bad.

This kind of bad mood is reflected in her words and deeds. Seeing Fang Qingxue's immobility, she can't hide her disgust, Coldly said.

"Why? Still not leaving? Could it be that you still have some luck? Don't think about it! Anyone else would treat you like this, even your master. She never accepts invalids. , that is, if you meet me, you can still get a life, if you meet her, hum!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she waved her hand, and a gust of wind blew Fang Qingxue out.

She fell heavily on the street.

This is the third time she has been thrown out today.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

She opened her bloody mouth and smiled madly.

What am I?

Am I a rubbish?

Just thrown around by you?

Fang Qingxue Blacken.

Yes, at this moment, all the sunny sides of her heart were filled with darkness.

She was disfigured.

She is homeless.

She was tormented.

She was abandoned by the Sect she had trusted and relied on the most.

Every word Huang Yan said was like a sharp blade, stabbed into her heart fiercely.

She looked desperately at the dazzling sun.

Just feeling that own exists is a kind of superfluous.

A desperate, deadly emotion burst out from her body.

The faces of the passers-by changed.

They looked at Fang Qingxue with a sense of vigilance in their eyes.

That's right, Fang Qingxue now looks like a lunatic who has lost his mind.

Watching this scene, Huang Yan frowned.

She is a realistic person, and she is in a bad mood today, so her attitude towards Fang Qingxue is very bad.

This is a little bit wrong.

But in her opinion, nothing was wrong.

The truth is indeed so.

When giving her a chance, she could at best speak more tactfully, but in the end, she would still abandon Fang Qingxue...

In her situation, it would be better if she died.

Delightful people are ruthless.

Looking at the "Fairy Snow Fairy" in the past, she has become the appearance of a ghost and a ghost.

In her heart, there was a trace of unbearableness.

It's just a sliver of it.

This intolerance is reflected in the stark contrast between the past and the present.

In the past, Fang Qingxue, with bright eyes and white teeth, was cold and arrogant, and then look at the present...

She moved her lips, as if she was about to say two soft words to send Fang Qingxue away.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came.

"I'll just say this woman is a liar! Haha, sure enough, she's really pretending to be the true biography of Qunyu Pavilion, otherwise she won't be kicked out."

The visitor is the shopkeeper of the Star Zong shop.

He drove Fang Qingxue away.

The more I think about it, the more uneasy it becomes.

Because he felt that something didn't make sense.

Although Fang Qingxue does not have a Cultivation Base, her waist card is indeed real, and this thing cannot be faked.

Previously, he thought that it must be the waist card that Fang Qingxue stole.

But later, the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became. She didn't have a Cultivation Base, so how could she have the ability to steal it?

A mortal who stole the waist card of the true inheritance of the Qunyu Pavilion, then came to Wenxianfang, and sought help from the Star sect who had a good relationship with the Qunyu Pavilion...

How weird is this thing.

So he hurriedly found Qunyu Pavilion in order to verify the matter.

He was afraid that he had made a mistake.

But as soon as he got there, he was relieved.

Because he saw Fang Qingxue being kicked out.

Looking at Fang Qingxue's miserable appearance, it was obvious that he thought too much. This woman was indeed a liar, and even Qunyu Pavilion did not recognize her.

He stepped forward to salute Huang Yan and said with a smile.

"She almost deceived me with this waist card. I almost thought she was the true disciple of the Qunyu Pavilion."

Huang Yan took the waist card.

She looked at the three words Fang Qingxue written on the waist card.

The sympathy that had just poured out of her heart disappeared immediately. In front of everyone in the Star Sect, how could she admit Fang Qingxue's identity, so she said with an indifferent attitude.

"How could she be the true disciple of Qunyu Pavilion? She's just a swindler."

"This waist card is indeed true, but the owner of the waist card has already died in battle."

"And she should just be lucky to find it somewhere."

While speaking, a flame burst out from Huang Yan's palm.

Burn the waist card directly to ashes.

Fang Qingxue widened his pupils and watched his own waist card turn into ashes.

This is the last trace that she once belonged to Xianmen.

But now, it's gone.

"Hahaha, Xianmen! So this is Xianmen... Xianmen!!! Hahaha..."

She got up with difficulty and laughed.

Like a lunatic, drifting away.

...

Fang Qingxue left Wenxianfang.

How eager to come, how desperate when to leave.

From this moment on, she seemed to have lost her soul, dragging her empty body back to the top of the mountain again.

She slumped on the ground, her whole body stopped thinking.

This is what a desperate person does.

Don't want to do anything.

Can't even think about it.

This time, the blow to her was fatal.

So much hope, so much disappointment.

All her feelings for Xianmen were cut off.

What hatred, what imagination, all are swallowed up by despair at this moment.

evening.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the mountain peaks.

The golden sunlight is intoxicating.

In this splendid light, a figure came out.

".〃game over?"

It was Pei Yuhan who came out.

She saw Fang Qingxue waiting here early, and she was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, she took it for granted.

If Fang Qingxue really got redemption at this moment, it would be a strange thing, she would really admire Xianmen.

But at present, it seems that Xianmen is the Xianmen she knows, and there is no change in the slightest.

In fact, ask yourself, the immortal gates in the world are not necessarily so unreasonable.

But who made Fang Qingxue a disciple of the Qunyu Pavilion?

The stronger and more ruthless, the thirteen Xianmen sects were originally more indifferent than other Sects, and the Qunyu Pavilion was the most impersonal Sect among the thirteen Xianmen sects.

That's why when Pei Yuhan mentioned Qunyu Pavilion, he would say that they were old women, crazy women.

After dealing with Qunyu Pavilion, she knew what kind of souls were hidden under the beautiful skins of these people.

"ended."

But Fang Qingxue knew it for the first time, so her heart was greatly traumatized.

"You came back here honestly, which surprised me. I thought you would wait for the opportunity to escape."

Pei Yuhan asked playfully.

"Escape, where do you go? The world is so big, where is my shelter?"

Fang Qingxue laughed miserably.

She suddenly stood up, looked at Pei Yuhan, and said.

"You won't play this game for no reason. You must have known the result for a long time. So, why did you do this? You let me recognize the reality. What is the purpose?"

Pei Yuhan looked into Fang Qingxue's eyes and said with a faint smile.

"I do have a purpose, but now is not the time to tell you."

Fang Qingxue shook his head indifferently and said.

"I don't want to guess your purpose, and I don't care what calculations you have, because I won't do anything for you. Right now, I just want to die. If you still have a kind heart, please kill me. Bar?"

Fang Qingxue now highlights a "mourning".

In her eyes, the world is not worth it.

She doesn't want to live anymore.

Xianmen's indifference made her fully understand the reality.

She just wanted to die, to die cleanly, without leaving any traces.

This is a relief for (Li Ma Zhao) her.

But Pei Yuhan didn't mean to let her die, she shook her finger and said.

"Come with me before you die. Maybe you can find a reason to live soon."

A reason to live?

Fang Qingxue frowned.

She was incomprehensible.

But Pei Yuhan didn't explain anything, rolled up Fang Qingxue and flew away.

They crossed the mountains and mountains, and finally came to the sea.

It was a dark and peaceful sea.

The sea was silent, like a pool of stagnant water.

Above the water, stood more than a dozen old people who were described as withered.

They have white hair, are as thin as wood, and their eyes are deeply sunken, and they look like they can be blown over by a gust of wind.

But Fang Qingxue trembled uncontrollably.

Because she felt that none of these old men were ordinary people, and each of them had a monstrous Devilish Qi.

Devil Cultivator!

And they are the most powerful group of Devil Cultivators in the world!

She looked at these old men, and then at Pei Yuhan, thinking in her heart.

"What are they trying to do?"

These peerless powerhouses will not gather for no reason.

There must be ulterior motives.

"Master, seniors, we can go."

Pei Yuhan looked at them and smiled.

"Yuhan, you are now the Head Teacher of the contemporary Demon Sect."

Dry Daoist serious reminder.

Pei Yuhan put away her smile.

She understood what Master meant.

So she looked at everyone with the same awe and said.

"The Demon Sect obeys!"

All the big devils who were just awakened from their slumber had a dazzling red light in their eyes at this moment.

"exist!"

Pei Yuhan pointed in a certain direction and said coldly.

"That direction is the Thirteen Sects of Xianmen!"

"I was born only for that moment of brilliance in full bloom, even if I die and disappear, I am willing to talk!"

"The Demon Sect has been silent for too many years. It's time for the world to know that I'm waiting for the Devil Cultivator, and I'm still alive... Cultivators, let's follow the sect, slaughter the immortals!"

boom!

Devilish Qi rushed to the sky.

The big devil is born. .