"If you don't do it, who will stand up? Your master? Or are they the right ones? ”

Nanxing didn't believe that they could have the kind of selfless consciousness of sacrificing themselves as human beings and being selfless.

To be precise, after seeing their faces in her previous life, she didn't have the slightest expectation of justice in this plane.

However, the old man of Tianji woke her up with a sentence, in this world, in addition to those bastards, there are countless flesh and blood creatures who are trying to live.

They shouldn't be buried with the dregs.

Therefore, they are bound to destroy the Tower of Babel.

Jiang Yuan, as the male protagonist of this plane, since he has inherited the favor of the Heavenly Dao, he naturally has to take on the responsibilities that belong to him. Moreover, it is also her task to ensure the stability of the immortal cultivation world.

Besides, the Shura Sword has been recognized by her twice, and no one knows how to exert the power of the Shura Sword better than her.

"Jiang Yuan."

Nanxing looked up from his arms, met his worried eyes, and smiled softly.

"This time, I'll stand in front of you."

Even though the road ahead was bumpy, fortunately, she was still able to accompany Jiang Yuan and accompany him until he ascended to the immortal realm.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan only felt that his heart seemed to be filled with something, swollen, warm and reassuring.

"Okay."

*

Although Nanxing and Jiang Yuan had already made a decision, destroying the Tower of Babel could not be achieved overnight, and they still needed to figure it out slowly.

At least for now, Nanxing must not reveal that he is carrying the Shura Sword.

"Little girl, this is for you."

The next day, the old man called the two to his residence and solemnly handed over a storage bag to Nanxing.

"What, this is ......"

Nanxing opened it curiously, only to find that there were only a few bloody letters in the storage bag, crumpled, and some were less than half left.

She unfolded the tattered letter paper, glanced at the ten lines, and quickly skimmed through it.

The more Nanxing read the letter, the more uncontrollable her hands became, and they shook violently.

It turned out that not only the Jiang family, but even the Fang clan's destruction was not as simple as revenge by demon cultivators.

Sometimes, it's never the fierce enemy who is scary, it's the teammate behind you who stabs you without knowing when.

Nanxing's eyes were red, and his heart was occupied by strong hatred.

"How dare they!"

She squeezed a few words out between her teeth, and then quickly stuffed the letter back into the storage bag, and the anger in her heart slowly receded.

That was the hatred from the original owner, the real Fang family's daughter-in-law, Fang Fanxing.

"Star, let's take revenge together."

There was heat in Nanxing's hand, and it was Jiang Yuan who took her cold hand.

"Heaven is a good reincarnation, if their retribution does not come, then let us be their evil consequences."

"That's right, it's useless to reason with those scum, only by countering violence with violence, and only when the knife is really pierced in them, they will know the pain."

Since she now occupies Fang Fanxing's body, then if she owes the Fang clan, she will go to them to get it back!

"Oh, young people, don't be so impulsive! It's not elegant to fight and kill, why do you want to dirty your hands for those garbage? ”

Seeing that the conversation between the two was getting more and more bloody, the old man of Tianji hurriedly interrupted.

Jiang Yuan asked, "What kind of plan did the seniors fail to achieve?" ”

The old man of Tianji's face froze, "What's the plan...... I guess there is. ”

As soon as Nanxing heard this, he almost burst out, and all the traditional virtues of respecting the old and loving the young, let's go!

She wants to let him know today that there will be retribution for deliberately playing tricks on others.

"You little girl, don't be so violent...... If it weren't for the kindness of the little old man, you wouldn't be able to get married in this life! ”

When Nanxing heard this, he pursed his lips, "Hehe, if you can't get married, you can't get married, so you won't have to worry about it." ”

The old man of Tianji choked, after all, Jiang Yuan had been happy with her for a long time, even if he didn't have his own criticism, Jiang Yuan could marry Fang Fanxing into the door.

"Ahem...... Get down to business, get down to business. Even if you wait for your cultivation to go up and have the ability to take their lair, then what can you do? What you have taken away is only their lives, and without their bodies, they still have souls. ”

"We must know how to take advantage of the situation, and the only one who can punish the soul is ......"

When the old man said this, he pretended to be mysterious and pointed upward.

"I didn't see that you, an old man, have a pretty dark heart." Nanxing knew that he wanted Heavenly Dao to punish them on his behalf.

If Heavenly Dao makes a move, it will not be as simple as death, at least in the next few lifetimes of reincarnation, the masterminds behind the scenes will be tortured endlessly.

Imagining their miserable future, Nanxing finally felt a little more relieved.

Don't worry, after they are punished by heaven, she can also ask Sanqian to negotiate with Tiandao and "take more care" of those dog things.

Sanqian: So I'm just a mouthpiece?

……

Since Nanxing got the evidence of the collusion between the mastermind behind the scenes and the demon cultivator from the old man Tianji, Jiang Yuan's investigation of Zhang Xiucheng has also made more progress.

However, just as the two were busy collecting evidence, the old man of Tianji quietly slipped away from Fengcheng at some point.

South Star: ......

"Isn't he really the bitter master who has been pitted to come to the door?"

Look at this skillful running operation, as well as the old way of cleaning up traces, if you want to say that he has not been beaten before, Nanxing is really a punctuation mark without trust.

"You."

Listening to Nanxing's analysis that he has a nose and eyes, Jiang Yuan is funny and helpless.

"Xingxing, we're leaving Fengcheng tomorrow, do you have anything else you want to buy?"

Nanxing shook his head, "No." ”

At this time, it was nearly a month since the assassination in Wuyue City.

A few days ago, Nan Xing took Jiang Yuan's Heavenly Sword Sect's personal disciple identity Jade Pei, and deliberately rushed to a small town under Fengcheng, where there was a stronghold of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

A month after the two broke off contact, Zhang Xiucheng finally received Jiang Yuan's news, and his heart was at ease, and then he immediately assigned Qiao Shi'an to rush to Fengcheng to meet them, and escorted the two back to Tianjianmen non-stop.

To hell with the arrangements for the Far West.

He really wants the secret key of the Tower of Babel, but the premise is that Jiang Yuan has to live to the extreme west! If he dies on the way, the old stuff in the organization won't tear him alive?

After weighing it again, Zhang Xiucheng still ordered the two to return to the sect immediately and stop the experience.

"Senior Brother Jiang, how do you feel today?"

Qiao Shi'an saw Jiang Yuan's pale face, and felt funny in his heart.

Jiang Yuan was already white, but in order to cater to his serious injury, he had to rely on taking medicine to make himself look even more bloodless, even more white than a little white face.

And in order to take care of Jiang Yuan, who was unable to use his aura, the group had to walk to the next Qinghe Town, where they took the teleportation formation arranged by the Heavenly Sword Gate.

"Thank you Brother Qiao for your care, I feel like I can go with you, I don't have to be so ......"

Before Jiang Yuan's words were finished, he was pressed back by Song Pei without saying anything.

That's right, the flying carpet that Jiang Yuan was sitting on was sponsored by Song Pei's friendship, and it was called "Atonement for Guilt", firstly, he wanted to take the opportunity to avoid his father's strict discipline, and secondly, he wanted to come out to meet someone.

Jiang Yuan's face was expressionless at this time, he really wanted to say that he could actually walk.

Although, in order not to arouse suspicion, he has been sitting on this blanket for several days, and even Nanxing is not qualified to sit for it.

Alas, it turns out that pretending to be sick is harder than being sick.

*

Warm reminder, pretending to be sick is not right, don't learn from him.

Jiang Yuan: (* ̄ー ̄)