Chapter Seventy-Seven: Soul Broken Plum Tea Town

Yan Shuangmeng jumped up and looked around, and found that she was just near Meicha Town at the foot of Yuhua Mountain.

Not far in front of Shi Sheng's house, she moved her mind to take a look, but since Senior Brother Xuanxin and the others tried their best to send her back, it was to ask her to send a letter to the master to prevent the others from going to die, and now she can't hesitate to race against time for a moment.

She recited the mantra and was about to fly with her sword, when she suddenly heard someone shouting: "Stupid!

It's not ...... Isn't this the voice of Master Bixia Fairy?

Yan Shuangmeng was stunned.

"Masterβ€”please be merciful!"

This is Senior Sister Sang's voice!

Yan Shuangmeng was taken aback, she held her breath and walked around the back of Shisheng's house, and quietly looked in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw Sang Yuhan kneeling on the ground, next to him was the corpse of an old man, and in front of them stood a middle-aged woman with angry eyes, but it was the Bixia Fairy.

Why is Master here?!

I only heard Fairy Bixia say angrily: "What is not angry, on the eve of the war, everyone is in full battle, you are still in the mood to find a man." ”

Sang Yuhan hugged Fairy Bixia's leg and said, "Master, I beg you, let Shi Sheng go." ”

"Yuhan, he is already a dead man, what if he puts it, what if he doesn't let it go? How many times have I said it, cultivating immortals is to cut off the red and earthly thoughts, and the past in the world has nothing to do with you. Why don't you listen to your teacher?"

"But...... But Master, you also said that cultivators can't attack ordinary people, so why did you kill Shi Sheng?"

Fairy Bixia frowned: "Shut up, you have disappointed me too much, Shi Sheng obstructed you before the battle between good and evil, affecting the morale of my righteous path, isn't he an accomplice of the evil demons? ”

"Stumbling blocks, Master, how can you say that Shi Sheng, he is just an ordinary mortal!" Sang Yuhan looked at Fairy Bixia in disbelief.

Fairy Bixia shook her head: "He is indeed an ordinary mortal, but you are not, you are born spiritual, one in a million, you are destined to cultivate immortals and achieve great things, you are destined not to be together." Do you think Master is cruel?"

Sang Yuhan was speechless.

Fairy Bixia said again: "Shi Sheng should have died a long time ago, I don't know what evil method was used to survive in the world, we immortal cultivators will always be young, otherwise you would have been like him, not only are you not grateful to the master, but you also blame the master?"

Fairy Bixia asked layer by layer, and Sang Yuhan lowered his head and was speechless.

Bixia Limit Fairy said again: "I have never interfered in Shi Sheng's life, and I also turn a blind eye to your green plum green tea, do you still think that the master is ruthless?"

Sang Yuhan's head was buried deeper, and he couldn't say a word.

Fairy Bixia stretched out her hand and touched her face: "Hey, Yuhan, you are the most obedient of my four disciples, I am really reluctant to punish you, I will forgive you this time, don't let the teacher down in the future." ”

Before Sang Yuhan could speak, Fairy Bixia's palm had already pressed on the top of her head, could it be that the master was going to kill Senior Sister Sang?! Yan Shuangmeng covered her mouth in fright.

White light flew out of Sang Yuhan's head, she shook her limp body, and then her eyes became blurred.

When Fairy Bixia let go of her hand, Sang Yuhan's eyes had become devoid of any brilliance, and she stood up in a daze and followed behind Fairy Bixia.

Fairy Bixia waved the dust, grabbed Sang Yuhan's sword and left.

Now you know who your master is.

Someone behind him suddenly spoke.

"Who?!" Yan Shuangmeng was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat and turned around suddenly.

It was Mr. Pei who spoke.

"You're here too, have you seen it all?!Why didn't you save Shi Sheng just now?" Yan Shuangmeng asked.

"How can you save it?" directly compare the mana with the head of the Yuhua faction, Bixia Fairy?" Mr. Bei asked coldly.

Yan Shuangmeng was speechless, all factions in Shushan currently respect Fairy Bixia, she is indeed the real person with the strongest mana among the immortal cultivators of all factions in Shushan.

She stepped forward and carefully examined the white-haired old man who had fallen to the ground in the shape of a withered body, and the old man's face was so wrinkled that he couldn't even tell if it was Shi Sheng.

"Actually, you don't have to be too sad, Shi Sheng has long been a dead man, and for him, death is liberation. If he can let Sang Yuhan know the truth before he dies, he will have no regrets. β€œ

"What happened before?" Yan Shuangmeng was now sure that Mr. Bei had been here all along, and only he knew what had happened before.

Mr. Bei said: "Miss Sang came to say goodbye to Shi Sheng, but she saw Shi Sheng's true appearance, so she ......"

"So Shi Sheng told her the truth?"

"Yes. She learned the truth: your master kept stealing her memories, so that she and Shi Sheng could never be together. β€œ

Yan Shuangmeng frowned and didn't speak.

But for some reason, Fairy Bixia also arrived, killed Shi Sheng, and then ...... That's all you see. It's a pity that Sang Yuhan's memory has been erased again. When she woke up, she still wouldn't remember that Shi Sheng was dead...... Isn't it ridiculous to say?" Mr. Pei sneered.

"Why don't you stop all this when you know this?" Yan Shuangmeng asked.

Mr. Pei laughed twice: "Miss Yan overestimates me too much. β€œ

He picked up Shi Sheng's corpse on his back: "It's okay, the grave is ready-made, I'll just send him back to sleep peacefully." Miss Yan, you can do it yourself. Don't let your master know that you already know her secret, otherwise you will end up like Sang Yuhan, forgetting everything you know now. β€œ

Yan Shuangmeng frowned, looking at his departing back, like a thousand knives in his heart. What should she do? What should she do? It would be nice if Gu Chen was here at this time.

She was taken aback by her sudden thought, why did she think of Gu Chen?!

She paused, anyway, the most important thing was to prevent the other fellow Daoists from entering the teleportation channel to die, and then talk about the rest.

Yan Shuangmeng's heart was horizontal, and the sword flew towards the top of Yuhua Mountain.

When they reached the top of the mountains, they found that there was no one in front of the main hall of the Yuhua Sect, and the formation channel was still standing there with a large white mouth open.

"Where's the people?" she cried out in frustration.

"Senior Sister Yan. "A little disciple emerged from the corner of the main hall wall.

"What about people, everyone?" Yan Shuangmeng asked anxiously.

"They all set off to go in, it's the white circle next to you, Master and Senior Sister Sang also went in just now, and they were the last to go in. ”

"It's over!" Yan Shuangmeng felt that the blood in her body was going to be cold, no!

As soon as she thought of this, Yan Shuangmeng immediately drilled into it without looking back. If we can stop them before the large army reaches the gate of the fake Yin Capital, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope! Yan Shuangmeng thought as he sped up his flight and rushed in like an arrow from the string!