Hate! Gong Yuyao has never hated a person so much. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although Yan Yunxiao betrayed her, when she went to the reincarnation cave, she was more looking for her own reasons, feeling that compared with Ye Tianxian, she was indeed far behind, because she was not worthy of Yan Yunxiao, and her hatred for him was more subconscious.

And to surpass Yan Yunxiao and Ye Tianxian, it is also a bit of a fighting spirit and competition. Of course, she is still full of yearning for the strength of the Wind Sword.

But now, Yan Yunxiao actually killed her whole family for a broken map......

This can be said to have moved her scales.

Gong Yuyao's hands were clenched into fists, her nails pierced deep into her palms, and blood continued to flow out of her palms and fall on the ground where the rain flowers were bursting, being diluted by the rain.

Blood falling to the ground would be diluted by the rain, but the hatred in Gong Yuyao's heart was not diluted by the torrential rain in the night.

The accumulation of hatred made Gong Yuyao feel murderous intent, undisguised killing intent.

The Flying Immortal Sword in his body felt the hatred in Gong Yuyao's heart, and the sword body continued to exude a ghostly light. The next moment, a cold chill spread out from Gong Yuyao's body, enveloping the entire backyard.

Feeling the changes in Gong Yuyao's body, Zhao Bodhi's figure flickered, and he quickly exited the backyard, and finally jumped up and landed on a roof in the backyard.

I saw that the backyard was eroded by the chill in Gong Yuyao's body, as if time had stood still, and the rain over the entire backyard froze into ice and froze in mid-air.

"What a Flying Immortal Sword!"

Zhao Bodhi exclaimed in his heart, if he hadn't been staring at the eldest lady just now and reacted in time, he would have become an iceman at this moment.

This kind of strength is enough to compare with a monk who has just stepped into the spiritual sea stage.

Even if you stand on the roof, twenty or thirty zhang away from Gong Yuyao, you can feel the cold chill. The temperature around is as low as the cold winter wax moon.

After a while, this chill retracted into Gong Yuyao's body like a low tide. As the chill receded, the rain that had frozen into ice turned back into rain in the blink of an eye, dripping down.

And Gong Yuyao felt as if her physical strength had been drained, her body went soft, and she fell on the cold floor.

"Miss......"

Zhao Bodhi shouted in his heart, jumped down from the roof, and rushed forward to hug Gong Yuyao.

The eldest lady has not yet cultivated, and with the physique of a mortal alone, she can't withstand the changes caused by the Immortal Sword at all, so it leads to detachment.

"Little Bodhi, help me get all the corpses in the Oriental Pavilion to the lobby, and I can't let them get wet in the rain anymore. Gong Yuyao's face was pale, and she said weakly: "I don't have the strength anymore......"

"Ahh

Zhao Bodhi nodded.

Before Gong Yuyao's words were finished, she slowly closed her eyes and passed out in Zhao Bodhi's arms.

Seeing that Gong Yuyao had fainted, Zhao Bodhi hurriedly picked her up and ran towards Gong Yuyao's boudoir. However, as soon as I entered the door, I found that Gong Yuyao's boudoir had been turned into a mess, and there was no boudoir at all.

"Hmph!" Zhao Bodhi snorted coldly in his heart, "I'll settle accounts with you slowly in the future!"

In order to prevent Gong Yuyao from catching a cold, Zhao Bodhi used his spiritual power to dry Gong Yuyao's clothes. Then put Gong Yuyao into the bed and covered it with a quilt to breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at Gong Yuyao's pale and haggard face, Zhao Bodhi couldn't help but feel very distressed. What happened in the past few days has been too big a blow for the eldest lady.