Qinghui gritted his teeth, and suppressed the blood surging in his chest, this evil kind had such a profound skill!
What did Situ teach him
Si Tu, who was protected in the circle, said: her apprentice is too talented, and her sense of existence as a master is too weak.
Qi Yu: Nonsense, the master is all in the disciple's heart, he can't wait to tie the master by his side every day.
After exchanging glances with Qingyang, Qinghui casts out his magic weapon—the staff of Rumeng.
This rod will make people addicted to illusions, unable to extricate themselves, and kill people invisible.
But for Qi Yu to be recruited, I am afraid that he still needs the help of his senior brothers.
"Qi Yu, I will give you one last chance. If you commit suicide, your master will still be Master Qingmiao of Sword Sect."
He had intended to let his junior sister take over the position of suzerain, but he only hoped that this Qi Yu would stop being so ignorant!
"Heh, I will return this sentence to you. If you commit suicide, I may leave behind the incense of the Xuantian Sword Sect."
It's just to save one's life, and it can't be a big deal.
"I just don't know what to say!"
Qing Yang was so angry that the top of his head was about to smoke, so he united the three of them and attacked Qi Yu together, the move was fatal.
While Qi Yu was busy dealing with Qing Yang and Chu Liang, Qing Hui appeared behind him, urging the stick technique with spiritual power.
"A Yu, be careful behind you!"
This Qinghui is too old and disrespectful, engages in sneak attacks, and doesn't talk about martial arts!
Si Tu wanted to fly forward to help Qi Yu, but was stopped by Qing Yang.
"Junior Sister, don't be confused anymore!"
Qing Yang's face is filled with hatred that iron cannot be made into steel, it's not worth it to risk his own future for an apprentice!
"I can't bear this junior sister!"
Si Tu struggled to shake Qing Yang's hand away, his eyes were as cold as ice.
Even if Qi Yu is really possessed, what does it mean
In the final analysis, Moxiu is just another way of cultivation. Why are these so-called decent sects so afraid
After all, Ke Situ was still a step too late, the back of Qi Yu's head was hit like a dream stick, and his eyes instantly became dull.
Dreaming in one glance, dreaming out in an instant.
In Qi Yu's illusion, the four seasons alternate and the stars move, but in reality, there is only a moment.
in fantasy
Qi Yu's eyes were filled with joy, the dragon and phoenix candles were quietly burning, and on the bed in front of him was the bride wearing a phoenix crown and Xiapei.
There is a weight on the side, and a concentric knot is tied on it.
This is the wedding room...
Qi Yu glanced at the red dress on his body, his cold face gradually softened.
Picking up the weight with trembling fingertips, Qi Yu walked to the couch step by step with a solemn and somewhat cautious expression.
Master... is that you
Except for Si Tu, he never imagined that he would marry another woman in this life.
Lift off the hijab a little bit, revealing the bride's small and white chin.
Qi Yu was suffocating slightly, and his heart was beating violently. This is..., his master.
The four eyes met, Qi Yu's throat rolled, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Why are you still standing there, I'm going to have a cup of wine next."
The girl's brisk and bright voice made Qi Yu dazzled.
Everything was so good that he felt unreal.
Seeing that he didn't respond, 'Si Tu' poked his chest,
"What? You want to deny it after entering the bridal chamber. Back then, you promised senior brother that you would treat me well in this lifetime."
Jewels shone in the girl's hair, making her face even more peerless.
In the past, Si Tu only wore white clothes, but this was the first time Qi Yu saw her wearing a red wedding dress, she looked better in this color.
"I will be kind to Master, forever..."
Now Qi Yu fell into great ecstasy, his whole body was stiff, but his words were extremely devout.
Like an oath, it will be imprinted in his blood forever.
"Still called Master?"
'Si Tu' pulled him onto the bed, his eyes were seductive, his skin was like snow, and his red lips gradually approached Qi Yu's cheek.
Qi Yu's face turned red, and he was stunned on the bed, at a loss for what to do.
"Then, what should I call?"
"It's time to call my wife."
You Lan's breath sprayed on Qi Yu's ears, causing his vigilance to drop rapidly, and he didn't notice the gleaming dagger protruding from the sleeve of 'Si Tu' at all.
"Lady..."
Qi Yu's heart trembled slightly, and he tentatively called out a name that he didn't even dare to call out in his dreams.
But what greeted him was a knife in the chest.
The dagger was thrust into his chest abruptly, with relentless force, and the movement was clean and neat.
It turned out that Master really wanted him to die.
Even in this way...
The joy in the house has now become a joke.
Blood flowed from the corner of Qi Yu's mouth, and his big palm tightly held the dagger-wielding right wrist of 'Si Tu'.
"Master wants me to die, so why bother to do it yourself, I will feel distressed if I get stained with this filth."
Pushing the dagger into the chest again, the blood soaked Da Hongxi, dripping to the ground.
"In vain, you also know that your body is filthy. How can a half-demon body be worthy of the pure appearance of this deity?"
'Si Tu' pushed the person away fiercely, with disdain in his eyes.
The dagger came out in response, turning over the bloody flesh, and the blood gushed out, staining her palm red.
"It turns out that this is the truest thought of Master."
Qi Yu raised his head and laughed, his chest trembled, he didn't care about the wounds on his body at all.
"You are crazy!"
"At the beginning, the deity shouldn't accept you as a disciple. You are full of sins, how can you be worthy of joining my sword sect?"
Yes, no matter how hard he cultivated, his half-demon body could no longer be changed.
There is nothing wrong with Master being so disgusted.
There was a sudden noise outside, Mu Yang opened the door and entered, staring at 'Si Tu' nervously.
"Master, are you all right? If it weren't for this trick, I don't know when we will be able to get rid of the sect's confidant."
Mu Yang hugged 'Si Tu' into his arms distressedly, looked at Qi Yu's half-dead appearance, and provocatively said,
"You are the only one who deserves to be worshiped under Master's sect? It's a fool's dream for a bastard to want to win Master's heart!"
Qing Yang and the others also walked in, snorting coldly,
"My junior sister is a celestial being, but you are just a half-demon, how dare you miss your master?"
"Hey, he is worthy too? Qing Miao and Mu Yang have already made a marriage contract, this person is a clown."
All the guests were bustling with each other, and every sentence you said to me was just sprinkling salt on his most vulnerable wound.
"Master..., do you think so too?"
Qi Yu's dark eyes seemed to be filled with broken galaxies, and his red eyes quietly looked at 'Si Tu', waiting for her answer.
"Shut up, you have already been kicked out of the master by this deity, how can you still have the face to call the word master!"
'Si Tu' snuggled into Mu Yang's arms, her eyebrows frowned horizontally, and she was completely different from the delicate and soft woman before.
The lingering figure of the two hurt Qi Yu's heart.
He never thought that it turns out that Master... really hates him.
The spiritual energy in his body ran away, and the veins on Qi Yu's forehead popped out. In an instant, the devilish energy burst out, blasting everyone around him away!
"Then, does Master know what will happen to those who betray me?"
(end of this chapter)