His eyes fell on the young man. Wasn't he the errand boy who delivered the elixir? Why did he come to save the little apprentice sister? What was his relationship with the little apprentice sister
I really didn't realize that this little servant was actually a hidden master. He fought against two Nascent Soul cultivators alone and did not lose. He really has great skills.
And his master, what did that boy feed his master? How could he be in so much pain? Just as he was thinking, a shrill scream came, pulling him back from his thoughts.
"ah!"
He looked over and saw his master lying stiffly on the ground, his body twitching, his eyes wide open, his mouth wide open. That shrill scream seemed to be his last sound, because after that, he seemed to have died...
“Master!”
He was startled and ran out immediately. When he came to him, he was so frightened that his face turned pale and he took a few steps back.
"Master, Master!"
His body was stiff on the ground, but countless bugs crawled out from his seven orifices. He could even see signs of bugs crawling under his skin...
His eyes were wide open and unable to close, as if he had died with his eyes open. His face showed fear, and his hands were twisted and deeply dug into the soil. There was no life in his body.
“Master! Master!”
He called out and shouted with a sad expression, then knelt down with his knees bent, looking at his dead master in front of him. He couldn't describe the feeling in his heart.
Why bother? Why bother
Why did Sanyang Peak become like this? If he hadn't touched the little sister, he wouldn't have been killed. If he hadn't captured the little sister, he wouldn't have died today.
Master killed his disciple? How could such a scandal spread? If such news spread, not only would his image of many years be ruined, he would also be cursed after his death, and the disciples of Sanyang Peak would be looked down upon by the other peaks...
"Hiss! Hmm!"
As the cold light passed, a scream sounded, and a Nascent Soul cultivator was defeated by Feng Jiu and took his last breath...
"Here, even if you kill us all, you won't be able to escape from the sect!" Another Nascent Soul cultivator saw his brothers being killed, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot murderous intent.
Feng Jiu held the Qingfeng in her hand, the green sword energy surged on the blade, and the sharp sword tip pointed diagonally at the ground. Listening to the words of the Yuanying cultivator, she curled her lips.
She didn't even want to escape. Because she couldn't escape, she had to stay here to buy time for her mother and Tunyun to escape and survive. Only if she was here, those people wouldn't chase them out. Moreover, Sanyangzi, who knew that her mother was taken away from the back mountain by Tunyun, was already dead.
So, what she had to do now was to delay until they were safely out of the Danyang Sect before she could leave.
At this moment, she didn't even think about whether she could leave safely if she didn't leave now and wait for other people from the sect to arrive.
All she wanted was to make sure her mother could leave safely.
Moreover, only if she left, they would not suspect her of San Yangzi's death. Even if she didn't kill San Yangzi, if she was here, she would definitely be blamed by them and be labeled as a master killer.