Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Once again he suffered a sharp pain, and Wu Fan could clearly feel a shattering sound coming from his body. He secretly thought that something was wrong, and quickly sank into his body, only to find that the golden elixir he had finally cultivated had broken into pieces, and at the same time, it remained. A large amount of spiritual power inside the body is also being dispersed crazily outside the body.

The look of despair in Wu Fan's eyes became even stronger, but soon, he became too weak to stay standing, and fell to the ground with a "bang", as if he had no physical strength at all, and he could no longer lift a trace of mana.

Wu Fan knew that he would never have the chance to enter the immortal world again, and could only regretfully be an ordinary mortal and die in a hundred years.

A line of tears could not help but flow down his cheeks. Before Wu Fan fell into a coma and lost consciousness, he only saw the old man giving him an indifferent look, then turned into a rainbow and flew away from here.

He was left lying here alone.

…

The scene changed to the courtyard of the Wu Mansion in Qingshan City.

Wails resounded throughout the courtyard. A dozen people, including several old, weak, women, children, and children, knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. From their mouths came bursts of begging for mercy.

These people include Wu Fan's parents, his brother Wu Hao, his sister Wu Xiaoyu, his master Liu Lao, Song Fei, his sister-in-law Jia Si, his nephew Wu Mingxiao, his brother-in-law Xu Wenjie, his nephew Xu Zimo, and Song Fei His wife Yumeng, daughter Song Qishan, and even Meng Hetang, Meng Caidi, Xu Kun, Chen Peng, etc., Wu Fan's friends are all prominently listed.

These people were all kneeling on the ground, crying and begging for mercy. Behind them, there were fierce-looking men with strong backs and waists, holding bright long knives on their necks.

As for Wu Fan himself, he was kneeling on the ground with his arms held by two strong men, with his face facing his family in front.

"Wu Fan, aren't you very powerful? Why, are you scared now? Humph... Today I will let you feel the pain of losing a loved one. Come here, kill his friends first."

Next to Wu Fan, a burly man with a scar on his face was standing there. This man looked at Wu Fan with a solemn look, and after snorting coldly, he suddenly raised his head and gave an order to the front.

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the men standing behind Meng Hetang, Meng Caidi, Xu Kun and others suddenly became solemn. They suddenly raised their swords and dropped them. They didn't even have time to scream. Meng Caidi and others The person's head fell to the ground, and blood was everywhere.

"Lang Dabiao, what are you going to do? If anything happens, come to me. Don't hurt my family."

Wu Fan's eyes turned red when he saw this, and he suddenly shouted angrily. Then he wanted to get up and rush towards the scarred man next to him, but his strength was limited, and he was pinned to the ground by the two people behind him.

"Hey, don't be anxious. When all your family members are dead, it will be your turn. By the way, I won't let you die easily. I will let you taste all kinds of torture. Only in this way can you survive." To relieve the hatred in my heart, I want to use your death to pay tribute to those brothers who died in my "Sirian Wolf Gang".

The scarred man grabbed Wu Fan's hair, looked into his eyes and laughed strangely. After speaking, he suddenly raised his head and shouted:

"Keep killing me!"

Suddenly, heads fell one after another, and there were cries of pain, curses, and begging for mercy.

Wu Fan's eyes were blood red, and he stared blankly as he watched each of his relatives fall to the ground, their heads falling in all directions, and without any warning, they suddenly let out a howl like a beast's roar.

The eyes of those fallen heads were wide open, and they were all looking at Wu Fan, as if they were blaming him for causing a disaster for his family. Seeing this scene, Wu Fan cried even more heartbreakingly.

Until the last of his parents, his brother Wu Hao, his sister Wu Xiaoyu, and his master Liu Lao died, Wu Fan finally couldn't bear the torture and fell to the ground and passed out.

…………

The scene turned, and it was on top of the Alchemy Cauldron Peak.

In a huge cemetery, Wu Fan knelt in front of a grave and cried bitterly, as if he was very regretful.

The tombstone reads "Grave of Master Li Ning".

At this moment, Senior Brother Qingyu, Second Senior Brother Zhu Ming, Third Senior Brother Yelei, Fourth Senior Sister Jueshuang, and Fifth Senior Sister Ru Xue were all standing behind Wu Fan with angry expressions on their faces.

"Stop crying, get out of here. We don't have a junior brother like you. Master was the best to you at the beginning, but he didn't get to see you for the last time before he died. What have you been doing all these years? If you want to die, then die. Outside, why are you coming back now that you have become a waste? We at Dandingfeng don’t recognize that there is a person like you, so get out of here.”

Ru Xue stretched out her hand and pointed at Wu Fan's back, with a slightly ferocious look on her face, and kept swearing ugly words in her mouth.

But Wu Fan, who was kneeling there, acted as if he hadn't heard anything. He didn't explain anything and only cried bitterly.

"That's right, get out of here. Over the past hundred years, do you know how much Master has cared about you? Do you know how much hard work Master has put in to find you? If it weren't for finding you, how could he have been killed in other countries? People are killed. It’s all because of you. We don’t have a junior brother like you, so get out of here.”

The second senior brother Zhu Ming, who was usually honest, honest and kind to others, also had a fierce look on his face at this moment, pointing at Wu Fan and yelling curses.

"Wu Fan, get out of here quickly. You don't deserve to kneel in front of Master's grave. Master died because of you. We can't wait to cut you to pieces right now."

Fourth senior sister Jueshuang usually protects Wu Fan the most, but now she keeps scolding him fiercely.

"That's right, if you don't get out, we will really take action. Now that you are a mortal waste, it will be easy for us to kill you."

The third brother Ye Lei had hatred in his eyes. As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of fire suddenly emerged from his palm, as if he was going to turn Wu Fan into ashes in the next moment.

"Wu Fan, if you hadn't saved me back then, I've already taken action now. I'll give you one last chance. Get out of here."

At this moment, even the eldest brother drew out a flying sword, pointed at Wu Fan and shouted loudly.

The five people glared at each other, as if they wanted to cut Wu Fan into pieces. There was no harmonious picture of them together before.

"I was wrong. I'm sorry to Master. Brothers and sisters, please calm down. I will be buried with Master now."

Wu Fan, who was crying bitterly, suddenly shouted hoarsely. As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up a big stone and smashed it on his head.

Soon, he lost consciousness again.

………

The scene changed to an antique attic hall.

Wu Fan was staring at a beautiful woman in front of him.

The woman looked like a fairy, and her appearance was extremely beautiful and moving.

But the woman's eyes at Wu Fan at this moment showed a look of disgust.

"Hmph! Why did you come back? I really don't know why I was so blind to fall in love with you. You left for more than a hundred years, and now you still have the nerve to come back to see me?"

The beautiful woman walked to the chair and sat down, looking at Wu Fan with an impatient look and snorted.