Xue Hua sat cross-legged on the Inquiry Steps, most of his mind was immersed in the system space, fiddling with the soul ball he had just gotten.

She was deleting some of the parts of her soul ball's memory about cultivating the snake spirit cult.

It's going to be screened later, if she keeps these dross, I'm afraid that instead of having the effect of safety warning education she wants, it will cultivate a reserve force for the Snake Spirit Sect, which never forbids the spread of exercises.

I want to ask her why she is so good at immersing her divine consciousness in the system space to delete and modify the documentary?

This starts with the attack she was attacked more than a month ago, and she learned from her pain after the embarrassing victory, not just talking, letting go of her hands and feet in the battle to buy and buy in the mall, and constantly practicing attention sharing in non-war times.

In the battle just now, taking the scalpel back into the system space, dipping it in the dichlorvos you just bought, and then taking it out and inserting it into the snake man's body, is the first practice of dual-mindedness.

Just when she kept deleting the clips that were not conducive to physical and mental health in the upcoming safety warning education blockbuster, the disciples in front of the Inquiry Step felt Senior Sister Xue's cold (hollow) eyes gradually and consciously stood up, and the expression on their faces gradually became solemn, and they continued to subconsciously adjust the formation K, and it was done!

Xue Hua withdrew his divine sense and brought out the soul ball by the way, looking at the ignorant faces below, hesitating if it was too early to tear apart the cruel true face of the immortal cultivation world for them.

However, it still has to be torn apart, so it's better to hurry up sooner rather than later.

Besides, if she doesn't tear it up, how can she explain Song Yang's sudden disappearance? She didn't want to leave her vague words behind for future attacks.

Seeing the soul ball in her hand, the elf was not calm, and hurriedly called her:

"Hey, human, you're not going to show them the memories of the snake man, are you?

Although this can solve many problems, this evil ability of yours will be exposed to everyone's eyes, and if it spreads, you may become an evil demon outsider that everyone shouts at! ”

"You think too seriously, if no one steps up their actions and splashes a series of dirty water on my head at the first time, this kind of crime is like water without roots and wood, and it is difficult to establish.

Whoever dares to make rumors about me, I will kill them, and when those who are killed are forgotten, won't the rumors stop? ”

The elf hiding in the sleeve was thrilled when he heard this, and he didn't look at Xue Hua's face to see if it was also murderous, just the word "kill" in her words made it feel cold down its spine.

Human beings, after all, have grown.

How much it used to look forward to this kind of growth, but now that it has come true, why is it a little scared?

"Besides, after today's events, let me know that there are times when I don't cause trouble, and things don't come to mess with me.

I want to take the initiative to strangle the danger in the cradle, but I have to go to the Blue Star with the same time flow rate here to check in, cultivate, and take care of Baiyun Peak, and my energy is limited after all.

In this way, it is necessary to make good use of these people, and it is better to want them to work hard and desperately to let them know a little bit of undoubted truth. ”

Xue Hua stood up, looked at the faces that had become solemn at the bottom of the Inquiry Heart Steps, and muttered for a moment:

"I am calling all the junior brothers and sisters today to tell you the unfortunate news that Senior Brother Song Yang, who is in charge of the canteen, passed away yesterday."

"Song Yang, Senior Brother, Passed Away"

"How is that possible! Senior Brother Song is a monk at the fifth level of Qi cultivation, how can he say that he will die if he is not sick or sick?"

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"Senior Brother Song is so good"

Xue Hua's words caused an uproar in the crowd below, and the sorrow on them was budding, pulling branches, and scattering leaves, and Xue Hua knew that his decision was right: emotionally, these guys were really closer to the people who directly managed them and had more contact with them.

Zou Feng, who heard the news at first glance, was also startled, and when he caught a glimpse of the monster corpse with a human head and a snake body, his heart was even more bad. Unlike those who still have a solemn face and a fascination with the smell of alcohol on their bodies, his intuition has always associated Song Yang with this strange corpse.

But he still did not forget his duty, and shouted at the noisy crowd:

"Quiet! After listening to Senior Sister Xue's words, she will be fined 20 points if she quarrels again! ”

After hearing the "20 points confiscated", the crowd fell silent.

Xue Hua skillfully unlocked the closed loop of the soul ball's natural generation, threw it into the air, and then pointed to the sky:

"Here's the answer, see for yourselves."

As her words fell, a flash of light flashed in the sky, and a glimpse of floating light slowly unfolded:

In a delicate and beautiful country manor surrounded by mountains and rivers, a baby boy was born and quickly grew into a teenager under the love of relatives and the support of servants.

The young man does not like to study and practice martial arts and prefers the ethereal fairy saying, his parents in order to make him settle for the family business and marry a beautiful house for him, the existence of his wife made him temporarily give up looking for immortals, and after three or five years, his children ran all over the ground.

After another seven or eight years, the unchanged life once again made him embark on a journey to find immortals out of boredom, and this time he was much luckier, and obtained a magical sword in a ruined ancient temple full of bones.

This sword seemed to have a life-like agility, and it passed on to him a method of cultivating immortals, making him a high-ranking immortal in an instant.

But soon, his life was turned upside down.

On the night he returned home from the dilapidated ancient temple, his youngest son's finger accidentally touched the tip of the sword, and blood continued to pour into the sword from the younger son's fingers.

He secretly buried his youngest son in a distraught, and he endured the pain and hesitation and kept lying to his family.

After a few days, I found that my cultivation had increased a lot, and I had saved years of hard work.

The ghost in my heart was instantly aroused.

Kill, kill, kill!

Kill, kill, kill more!

What urged him seemed to be a sword, and it seemed to be another self.

Over the course of the next year, a few villagers would be lost in the villages near the manor, and the awake villagers would move away from the countryside with their families, and the slow movements would be swept away by him on a frenzied night.

After that night, he was successfully promoted to the fifth level of Qi training, and he had the ability to fly to the sky, and the sword told him:

Get out of here, get out of here, and go to a vast world full of monks!

Not only is there plenty of food, but there is also communication with fellow believers, and that's where he should be!

However, one day not long after, the body of the youngest son was dug up, and a stinky bald donkey who had worked in the county torture room came to meddle with his affairs.

As a result, the next day, he stepped out of the manor where no one but him was left without any worries.

Returning to the world of monks, he successfully obtained the identity of a disciple of the Holy Sect and joined a team of twelve fellow disciples, relying on his ability to devour and kill, and change his shape, causing one mysterious disappearance after another in the world.

Ten years later, all the members of the team reached the verge of advancing to the foundation building, and according to the tradition of the Holy Sect, the twelve of them devoured each other, and in the end, he was left alone to successfully advance to the foundation building and become a snake envoy.

The first task after being promoted to the snake envoy is to break into the Baiyun Peak of the Chonghua Sect and act at the opportunity.

He devoured an ordinary gray-clothed disciple of the hunting party in the wild, peeled off his face, simulated his divine soul fluctuations, and impersonated his identity.

Soon, he fell in love with a gray-clothed disciple who was very close to Song Yang, the head of the canteen, and wanted to use his identity to climb a little higher in order to gain access to the secrets of Baiyun Peak.

He did the same, and as a result, this gray-clothed disciple gave him an unexpected surprise:

He turned out to be a spy of the Lingyun Sect, with a drunken dream puree that could confuse people's minds, and Song Yang, the head of the canteen, had been trapped by him with drunken dreams, and helped him collect a lot of Baiyun Peak's secrets:

For example, the peak master Qing Ming retreats all year round, and uses formations to isolate the inside and outside.

Today's visit by the Sect Master during the day caused a lot of commotion, but the Peak Master Qing Ming did not show up from beginning to end, which made him have a bold idea, how about directly replacing Xue Hua, the only personal disciple of Qing Ming?

The snake envoy's mobility, that's speechless.

He quickly killed Song Yang, the head of the canteen, changed into his clothes, and covered his face with his face.

took the hangover medicine in advance, and then used the drunken dreamland puree to mix out a jar of wine, and sent it to everyone, and let the canteen open to supply, and for the celebrity Zou Feng in front of Xue Hua, he sent three jars of high-concentration in a row.

Drink, drink, drink.

Alas, it's a shame not to eat such cute little snacks!

However, in order to achieve a higher goal, it is not impossible to let go of these small snacks first.

Meet Xue Hua, talk nonsense, and wait for the onset of drunken sleep.

Damn, is this Drunken Dreamland puree fake? It's been so long and it hasn't worked!

He was so angry that he smashed the wine jug, and then threw Song Yang's head out of the bewildering act, in a vain attempt to make Xue Hua quickly inhale the wine and fall asleep when he was unstable.

In order not to attract the attention of the old ghost and smoothly steal the power of Baiyun Peak, he decided to use this safest method, but Xue Hua did not die obediently.

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Vile! It's so despicable! How can a righteous person use poison!

Almost, almost, just a little!

After another moment, all thoughts died down.

He held his hands empty, as if he was pinching someone's neck.

A gust of wind blows, the freeze-frame images of the end of life are mottled, and light chips float in the air.

The story has come to an end.