But at this moment, Jiang Qingya, who made him wary, afraid and jealous, was like a stray dog in front of this young man. She could only beg and cry. She didn't even dare to pick up clothes to wrap her old skin, allowing herself to make a fool of herself in front of everyone in Yaoyue Palace.
This shows how scared Jiang Qingya is.
Who is this man in red? !
If one day I could reach his level, if... who in the world would dare to mock me? Look down on me
While he was dreaming, Lu Xuyang heard the man in red chuckle and say, "Jiang Qingya, you should be thankful that I still have some use for you. Otherwise, it won't be that easy for you to die!"
"Today, I am only teaching you a little lesson. If you still can't do what I ask you to do, you should know the consequences."
Having said that, Wei Zixi turned around and left with a smile on his face. His long robe fluttered in the wind, and his sleeves fluttered in the wind. Coupled with his handsome face, it seemed as if his soul could be instantly hooked away by him.
Lu Xuyang was watching in a daze when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right eye and right arm.
"ah!!"
“Ah, my hand!!”
“My feet!!”
"My eyes, my eyes are blind!"
Scary screams rang out everywhere in Yaoyue Palace. In an instant, this magnificent palace became like hell.
Palace Master Yao Yue did not seem to be surprised at all. She got up from the ground with a look of relief on her face, put on her clothes, and wiped the tears from her face.
"Palace Master, Palace Master, my hand, that man cut off my hand." A guard from Yaoyue Palace nearby grabbed Jiang Qingya and wailed.
Jiang Qingya sneered and kicked him away, "You should be thankful that he didn't kill you."
When she walked into the hall and saw Lu Xuyang lying in a pool of blood, Jiang Qingya frowned slightly.
Lu Xuyang covered his eyes with his left hand, and blood flowed out from between his fingers.
However, his right hand had been cut off at the shoulder. He was lying on the ground groaning in pain, looking extremely miserable.
Seeing Jiang Qingya, Lu Xuyang cried, "I didn't do anything, why, why did he do this to me?"
Jiang Qingya sneered, "He never needs a reason for doing anything. You can only blame your bad luck for ending up like this."
"Tsk, I originally thought you were great and wanted to pamper you for a few more years, but now that you're missing a hand and an eye, it's disgusting just to look at you."
After saying that, Jiang Qingya also kicked him away, used the dust removal technique to clean the blood off her feet, and quickly left.
She must do what her master tells her to do immediately, otherwise, her fate will be ten or a hundred times more miserable than Lu Xuyang and the others.
Lu Xuyang was kicked to the ground, feeling the pain in his body, and the resentment and humiliation in his heart grew wildly.
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In Shengyuan Square.
Seven days have passed since the contestants of the Warrior Training Competition were expelled. The light spot representing Xi Yue has remained in the eighth level of the Yin-Yang Secret Realm, but the light has become flickering, as if it would disappear at any time.
Most of the people in Shengyuan Square had already been expelled, and there were only a few people left in Wentian Pavilion.
After all, many of them were elders of their sects and clan leaders, and they still had a lot of things to deal with at home. So seeing that Xi Yue would not be out for a long time, they left their younger generations behind to guard the place, and left first. (To be continued)