3.299 Uncontrollable hatred

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"We still need safety first. ”

"Auntie, rest assured, our lives are not so easy to sacrifice. ”

"Yes, we're going to save our lives. A round-faced girl around nineteen years old clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

Aunt Yi sighed, three years have passed, but the seeds of hatred, buried in the hearts of these young children, are growing stronger and stronger.

The past is gone, but the mourning is even worse.

Not to mention that these disciples are haunted in their hearts, even if it is her, they can't let go of the hatred in their hearts.

Yang Xirong raised her eyes and looked out the window.

Under the setting sun, Wanlu Town, which was shrouded in a faint yellow, pedestrians hurried by.

Three years ago, only 200 of the 800 disciples of the Shenshui Sect were slaughtered, and they fled here like lost dogs.

On top of that, the Shenshui Sect had lost their backbone.

The sect master is dead, and the senior sister and the third senior sister are dead.

Whenever she thought of how the youngest little disciple would hurt in the face of the devastated former residence of the Shenshui Sect, Yang Xirong couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart.

The most wrong mistake is not to bring the child with me.

I don't know how she is now, she should be safe......

"Master. "The leading woman is Yu Gui, the senior sister of the second peak.

In the battle three years ago, all the disciples of the Three Peaks were killed and wounded, and there were very few remaining disciples.

Yang Xirong smiled bitterly, poured down a cup of tea, nodded lightly and said, "It's okay to be a teacher." ”

It's been all these years, but whenever I think of the fireworks and the wine of that day, I can't help but feel slightly bitter in my heart.

She never expected that the happy gathering that night turned out to be the prelude to the Grim Reaper's singing.

"Second Master, are the others okay?" Chen Hanzi, a disciple of the Third Peak, couldn't help but ask softly.

"It's all good. Yang Xirong nodded, looking at the six people with apologetic eyes, "In order to find out the news, the six of you were sent to study in the Heavenly Academy. Over the years, there have been fewer gatherings and more separations, and it is difficult for teachers and sisters to see each other, will you blame me?"

The six shook their heads in unison.

They are well aware of their mission.

Even in the academy, when the six of them met occasionally, they only nodded lightly, and they didn't show much closeness.

It's as if they're just the most ordinary students in the academy.

"Second Uncle rest assured, most of the other students in the academy are fine. This time, there were six other people who went to Daizong Mountain with us. There will be a mentor to lead the team, and when they encounter danger, they can also leave Daizong Mountain as soon as possible, and their lives will not be affected. "The disciple who spoke out was named Jiang Qi, and he was a disciple of the first peak.

In fact, at that time, the disciples of the first peak basically stayed, Jiang Qi was only fourteen years old at the time, and a few other junior sisters were knocked unconscious by Murong Jing and forced to take away by Yang Xirong and others.

Among the three peaks, except for Jiang Qi and Lu Ling sitting beside her, the first peak disciples who survived definitely did not exceed the number of ten fingers.

At that time, all the disciples of the First Peak almost stayed together with Master Murong Jing and Senior Sister Xu Shanshan.

Jiang Qi couldn't help but cry silently when he thought about it now.

Probably at the end of this life, I will never find a master like Murong Wei again.

"Come, have a drink with tea instead of wine. It's a short time together, but as long as we all know we're okay with each other. ”