Where there is a maid, where is there a backhand, this is the survival of Si Cuiwei's empty gloves and white wolf.

And the maid named Xiangxiang had already been poisoned by her and hid in the cabinet of the inn, even if this was a maid who grew up with her and was like a sister, but Si Cuiwei knew that she was going to return to the mountain gate after sending her kiss, and her fate had already been decided.

It's not that she doesn't have trust, she just builds trust on that fragile human nature, and gambles everything, the price is too great, it's better to let her die in the name of Si Cuiwei.

"Give me a horse, I'll go first. ”

This was the request made by Si Cuiwei after the raging fire burned quietly for half an hour.

In the face of such an impressive woman, Sanxiu didn't talk more, but spoke with more respect for the strong, and chose a good horse and gave it to Si Cuiwei. This is also to make good connections, and the relationship between the strong is the strong, and as for the weak, they are just lambs in the eyes of the strong.

The disciples of Wanghailou left, and they didn't even give any benefit to the owner of the inn who was burned. And Si Cuiwei, one person and one horse, returned to Xiaogushan, where she had never left since she was a child, returned to her home, and gave birth to her and raised her.

"Father, my daughter is back. ”

When Si Cuiwei saw his father, brother and mother with Yuzhu on his face, what he got was not the comfort of the family reunion, but the anger of his father and brother and his mother's worry about the mountain gate.

"You killed the messenger? Her father, the head of the faction, was already frightened and slumped in his chair.

And her brother was even more frightened and said, "We should send someone to bring a generous gift now, and send my sister over to ensure the safety of the family." ”

What hurt her the most was that her mother had called a female envoy, dragged Si Cuiwei into the room and locked it firmly, and sent someone to stop the door.

thought that what they were getting in exchange for freedom and a blue sky for the future, but they never thought that even the last bond would be broken by themselves. No matter how much Si Cuiwei cried in the house, her voice was hoarse, and there was not even one person to give her a word of comfort. Even the female envoy said behind her back that she was the sinner who brought the Qingshui Pavilion into the Jedi, and she deserved it.

Ten days, imprisoned in the boudoir, Si Cuiwei experienced ten days of despair, at first, she was angry, desperate, all kinds of negative emotions filled her heart, she began to seek death, because she was not afraid. The scissors were confiscated, and the forbidden ring was worn on the hand. In the end, she was directly watched by the female envoy, like a prisoner.

It's not enough to describe life as death, but it's also a walking corpse. What happens to a person, in Kyushu, who has no spiritual power, who can't ask for death but is not afraid of death? She began to think, what does she owe to this world? Why did she have such an experience?

Is it the kindness of parents?

My brother's talent is not good, my father used artificial spirit stones as a price to ask someone to use the lighting method to open the spiritual door for him, and she opened the road of spiritual cultivation with her own ability. My brother is third-order, and she is also third-order, but in order to marry, my father forcibly helped my brother to be promoted to the fourth order with the spiritual liquid accumulated in the sect, just so that the woman can see it.

They gave birth to her, but they only wanted to sell her in exchange for the benefit of that little leftovers, and they even had a choice, which was countless times better than the situation of those people who sold their children and daughters to survive for their families. But they did it anyway, and sold her like a dog, without the slightest reluctance.

Born in such a utilitarian family, Si Cuiwei knew that she had no choice, so she could only sigh. But is it convinced? Si Cuiwei, who has seen through life and death, and the tiger in her heart is already roaring, can no longer return to the position of that gentle woman.

You want benefits, I can help you fight for it, this is the reward you deserve for raising me. But I am me, not your goods.

Since the fifth day, Si Cuiwei has stopped looking for death and life, she is waiting, waiting for Wanghailou to come to welcome her relatives for the second time, or if the army of spiritual cultivators composed of thousands of elite disciples will come to Xiaogushan to destroy her Qingshui Pavilion.

The one who should have come is still here, but it is not to welcome relatives, nor to destroy the sect, but to ask the entire Qingshui Pavilion to merge into Wanghailou and become a member of Wanghailou, otherwise, it will really attack the mountain gate. Moreover, the thousands of elite disciples of Wanghailou have already gathered outside Xiaogu Mountain.

When Si Cuiwei got the news, he was sad at first, and the strength of the third-rate sect was like a lamb to be slaughtered in the eyes of the first-class sect. Then there was joy, because finally no one was looking at her, and the forbidden spirit ring in her hand was also untied, and the surrounding aura fluctuations made her seem to come to life all of a sudden.

Then, there was anger, because Wanghailou, who forced Qingshui Pavilion to obey, arrested thousands of people who planted spiritual grass for Qingshui Pavilion, and the heads were rolling, and the miserable howls of women were endless day and night. She also understood, it turned out, there were worse than her.

His father finally nodded and recognized the reality, and Wanghailou also offered a new price code, giving her, Si Cuiwei, as a gift to the Wanghailou disciples who went on the expedition.

In the face of another betrayal, Si Cuiwei finally understood that maybe she had no family affection in this world, when she was dressed in gorgeous clothes and was carried into a sedan chair like a pheasant by the poor makeup skills of the female envoys, the first half of her life was completely dead.

"If you're interested in my corpse, do it. Si Cuiwei was not afraid at all in front of the disciples of Wanghai Pavilion and Sanxiu who came up, even if the broken porcelain pieces of the wine bottle had been cut, her hands were covered with blood, even if she was wearing a silver bracelet-like forbidden spirit ring on her hand.

"You put your hands down, we promise that we won't do anything to you, if you die, we promise that tonight Qingshui Pavilion will be a thing of the past forever. "How can the disciples of Wanghailou tolerate a woman to take it and coerce it.

And Si Shengnan did not hesitate, his other hand also grabbed the broken porcelain, from the bridge of his nose, a blood line directly cut to the left two, his face was expressionless, but blood flowed everywhere, and he even mocked:

"You pigs, you are sold and you help others count the money. My father's old bastard just wants to use me to paralyze you, and then tomorrow, Yang Jue's internal guard will arrive, and he will send him, will anyone be stupid to this extent? Thousands of people will die, do you think the internal guard will directly condemn you as a thief? Hahahaha! There are such stupid people in the world. ”

Si Cuiwei used the broken porcelain piece that cut his cheek to point at everyone like a knife and continued to go crazy hysterically: "I just want to live, I just want to live." If you want to live, destroy the Qingshui Pavilion tonight, and I will lead the way for you, as long as you let me live. I'll show you the way. ”

The easiest thing in the world to believe, but the easiest to lie, is the words of a person who sells everything just to survive.

And Si Cuiwei bet right, in the face of a person who only wanted to survive and even betrayed the sect, they chose to believe it, because no one thought that a person with a strong desire to survive, but who was controlled by life and death, would tell lies. Since the internal guards are coming, it means that the killing of the people has been conveyed, and it means that Qingshui Pavilion was thinking about it against them.

Now that there is a path to go up the mountain to attack Tianshui Pavilion, instead of fighting with the internal guards at that time, it is better to destroy Qingshui Pavilion now, first take down this sect at both ends of the snake and rat, and then occupy the geographical advantage, or there is room for maneuver, no matter how bad it is, it can also let the mountain gate get the news and prepare.

Following Si Cuiwei all the way up the mountain, the broken porcelain piece in her hand never let go, even if the wound on her hand healed and cracked, even if her arm was stiff and sore, even if the blood on her face made her look hideous and terrifying.

The mountain path is a road that can really lead to Qingshui Pavilion, Si Cuiwei, who has been walking the mountain road all the year round, has long been adapted, but under the twists and turns, it is the disciples of Wanghailou, and their physical strength has begun to decline. A few days of pleasure and labor expeditions had already consumed their spirits and physical strength, and this congested and narrow mountain road was only the last physical test.

Finally, when there was less than a third of the way to go, Si Cuiwei found a gap and walked into the shadow of the trees on the mountain road, only the place where she used to play hide and seek as a child was also the place where she loved to rest, but now, it has become the only way to survive.

Si Cuiwei, who ran out of a distance, smashed open the forbidden spirit ring with a stone, and shouted angrily at the entire mountain with spiritual power: "Wanghailou is coming, don't you do it yet?"

The ambiguous words made the two sides of the confrontation finally believe that the opposite side did not really want peace. When the disciples of Wanghailou in the middle of the mountain heard it, they could already see the lights of the building on the top of the Qingshui Pavilion, and the disciples of the Qingshui Pavilion also heard this news that shocked them.

And the second voice shouted in the direction of Qingshui Pavilion: "They are on the forest path, and they have reached the mountainside. ”

This time, the people of Wanghailou were even more sure that this scheming Si Cuiwei had come to play a bitter trick, making them consume most of their physical strength, in order to trap and kill them. And the disciples in the Qingshui Pavilion also understood that the people of Wanghailou could touch here in the middle of the night, and they definitely didn't want to have some bonfire party with them.

At this time, it is no longer important to tell who conveyed the news, the big war is already ready to be sent.

Si Cuiwei was more familiar with the terrain and had the physical strength to walk the mountain road, and she returned to the mountain gate one step ahead of the disciples of Zhiwang Hailou.

When her classmates saw Si Cuiwei, who was dressed in fancy clothes, was in tatters and had blood on her hands, she couldn't care much, and hurriedly notified them of the kowtow insect master.

"Father, Wanghailou is not going to merge at all, but he can't swallow a breath, and now he is going to destroy my Qingshui Pavilion's hundreds of years of foundation. When my daughter got there, no one cared about me at all, and they were already preparing to attack the mountain. Si Cuiwei was embarrassed, with blood on his hands, and his face was even more bloody and blurred, crying. And his father had long been frightened by this shocking news, and he had no heart, so how could he have time to doubt the authenticity.

And her useless waste brother just paced around, and there were words in his mouth: "How is good, how is good." ”

Si Cuiwei bowed respectfully to the ground: "Father and mother, it is difficult to repay the kindness of nurturing in this life, let me take someone to drag them after the break! ”

"Okay, good, go, go!" As expected, Si Cuiwei's father didn't hesitate, he had already sold his daughter's addiction and experience, and he didn't feel even a trace of guilt.

Si Cui exhaled slightly, she was afraid that her father, mother or brother would give her an affectionate farewell, maybe she would regret it, maybe she would really take someone to break off.

It's a pity that there is not a word, the mother has already taken her brother to clean up the spiritual fluid obtained by squeezing the people, and the father just gathered the disciples of the Qingshui Pavilion together to prepare to choose a suitable candidate for the future.

"I am willing to cut off the latter for the Qingshui Pavilion and go with me!" Si Cuiwei shouted among the disciples, and among the hundreds of disciples of different ranks and ages, there were only a few dozen.

"Okay! Since you are willing to die generously for my Qingshui Pavilion, you will go with me. Si Cuiwei shouted and left with someone.

Not to the path behind the mountain, but to the road in front of the mountain, taking advantage of the fact that his father did not tell his disciples which direction the enemy was, he put everyone together. As soon as he left the Qingshui Pavilion and didn't go far, Si Cuiwei ordered the surrounding trees and barricades to be moved to the middle to ignite the fire.

No one would have thought of destroying the Qingshui Pavilion by burning the mountain, because it was all burned to ashes, what was the point of extinguishing it or not?

The disciples who were taken out by Si Cuiwei to be broken were stupid, burning the mountain, if the fire rose with the wind on this dry day, who would survive? Even if they were not burned to death, they would be choked to death by smoke and suffocated.

So someone asked, "Aren't we here to break off?"

Si Cuiwei looked at the fire again and said, "When I came, my father told me that if I choose the disciples who can really die in battle for Qingshui Pavilion to rebuild Qingshui Pavilion, he will leave a break with those half-hearted disciples. Don't miss the master's plan, let's light the fire separately, wait for my signal, and gather at the plaque at the bottom of the mountain. ”

Many disciples had already cried when they saw the fire around them ignite, and chose to believe Si Cuiwei's words and set fire along the mountain road. On the top of the mountain, there was already a shouting of killing.

At dawn, the main peak of Xiaogu Mountain was like a burning torch, and the screams were far away from the foot of the mountain, and Si Cuiwei had already gathered together with dozens of people. The target is directed at the Wanghailou camp where there are few people left.

The disciples of Wanghailou, who had long known that there were many auspicious people on the mountain, had already been frightened, and when Si Cuiwei, who was covered in blood, stood in the center of the big tent where she had been besieged by the disciples of Wanghailou, the sky was already clear.

And the first thing she said again was: "I, the new head of Qingshui Pavilion, Si Shengnan." ”