Xue Ying is her little junior sister, and Shizun has accepted two inner disciples, who are young and the most playful.

Shizun once asked her to listen to the advice, but she was too bored, so she was always lazy or didn't go at all.

The little junior sister brushed Shizun's face like this, and Shizun was never annoyed, not only connived at her laziness and unmotivated, but said that she was qualified and successful, and it didn't hurt to be young and fun.

Come to think of it, the little sister has a lively temperament, a sweet mouth, and she doesn't know how interesting she is more than dull and silent, and she has a unique enthusiasm that no one can refuse.

The little junior sister's heart has never been in cultivation, and her cultivation is lower than her, but she doesn't know how many streets she has thrown her off for her pampering her, and the treasures and elixirs in her hands are inexhaustible, even if she often goes down the mountain to have fun, she has never suffered any losses.

Compared with the strict admonition of the master to her, the treatment of the little junior sister is gentle and conniving.

Thinking about it this way, it turns out that she has always been so annoying.

After the torture, Wen Xien no longer had the strength, she lowered her head, making people not know whether to die or live.

On the second day, at three o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Xien heard the respectful voice of his disciple in a daze.

In the next second, the chains that tied Wen Xien were loosened, and she fell from above, originally with injuries all over her body, but now the injuries on this fall were even more serious, and her eyes were black in pain.

After a while, he looked up and saw a tall figure dressed in white.

Wen Xien didn't know whether to ask for peace or kneel down first, after all, Shizun hadn't kicked her out of the sect yet, and finally got up from the ground with difficulty.

Shizun's cold long eyebrows swept away, and when he saw Wen Xien, he suddenly wrinkled, and without waiting for her to speak, with a wave of his hand, her knees were like a thousand pounds, and she knelt in front of him with a snap.

"Master......" Wen Xien sneered, and both knees ached hotly.

She also thought that Shizun would not come to see her again, Wen Xien suddenly had an urge to cry at this moment, she had countless words to say to Shizun, saying that she did not deliberately kill her junior brothers and sisters, saying that she did not collude with the Demon Sect, saying that she was misunderstood.

"I am not your master, and from now on, you will no longer be a disciple of the Qingxu Sect." Shizun's voice sounded above her head, still chilly.

All the words were stuck in my throat, and I couldn't say it anymore, because no one would believe it, not even the master, let alone anyone else.

Now Shizun must regret it, regret accepting her as a shameful apprentice.

Wen Xien was now covered in blood, and she knelt on the ground, grabbed the corner of her white clothes, and left a blood mark on it.

"Master...... Don't drive me away......"

Her voice is extremely hoarse, and ordinary people must not be able to hear it, but as a master with extremely high cultivation, there must be no reason why she can't hear it.

But even when he heard it, he didn't frown, and took a step back without hesitation.

Wen Xien's hand was still in mid-air, and a tear flowed from her dry eye, dripping on the ground, leaving tears.

"Master ......"

Her voice was so confused, and she moved forward on her knees.

Until a whip from the wind struck her on the back.

Wen Xien didn't have any defense, she almost fell to the ground in pain, tears fell, she looked up at Shizun, although Shizun was usually strict with her, he never hit her, this time it was really unexpected.

The wounds on his body should have been numb, but now he was in pain all over his body, spreading out from his heart, and the pain was incessant, twice as painful as before, ten times as painful.

Wen Xien looked at him, saw that he was expressionless, and only manipulated the long whip in the air to admonish her, and he didn't even move the corners of his clothes, he was still a statue like jade, majestic and solemn, and he was an immortal who was in charge of justice in the next world.

None of the people below dared to say anything, they all watched quietly.

The whiptail swept across the ground, stirring up a bit of dust.

Wen Xien gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound, only his eyes were red and tears flowed more fiercely.

"Evil thief Wen Xien, colluding with the Demon Sect without permission is disloyal, mutilating fellow disciples is unjust, killing innocent people indiscriminately is unkind, vainly teaching the master is unfilial, disloyal and unjust, and the unkind and unfilial people will not allow you to be allowed to do so. The master-apprentice relationship between you and me has been exhausted, and you are no longer a disciple of the Qingxumen from now on, and now your cultivation has been exhausted, for the sake of so many years of master-apprentice relationship, I will leave you alive. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone had nothing to say, the pride of the heavens of his day, the new star of the cultivation realm, now fallen and scolded by ten thousand people, as a person who cultivates immortals, his cultivation is almost the same as death, and now he has half a life, and he is just surviving in the mortal world, no one will feel that Miao Hua Immortal Venerable is soft-hearted, because this is more terrible than death.

"Since then, there has been no Wen Xien in the cultivation realm." Shizun's voice seemed to come from nine heavens away, vague and ethereal.

This is equivalent to erasing Wen Xien's existence, not only in the Qingxu Gate, but also in the entire cultivation realm.

It hurts, it hurts.

Wen Xien lowered his head like a walking corpse, and after several whips, his flesh/body seemed to have been separated from his soul.

When Miao Hua turned around and wanted to leave, Wen Xien didn't know where the strength came from, and stumbled over, she grabbed the corner of Immortal Venerable's clothes again, and it was still the same as the previous blood mark.

Her face was covered with blood, and she couldn't see the previous glory and moon at all, but her eyes were exceptionally beautiful, and they were full of grief and despair.

The hoarse voice is really not good.

"Master...... Don't want me. ”

"Master ......"

"Master ......"

Wen Xien didn't say a word on the Heavenly Pillar, she didn't quibble a word when she was responsible for being in front of 10,000 people, she never gave in and begged for mercy from beginning to end, but in this matter, she was almost extremely paranoid and stubborn.

Miao Hua didn't want to turn his head to look at his apprentice, his cold eyebrows and eyes were sharp, and he didn't move at all, just like a speck of dust or an eye-catching stone in the ground.

Thin lips lightly opened.

"You've let me down so much."

It's so disappointing to me, it's a big deal.

But Wen Xien clearly knew that Shizun had never expected anything from her, so why was he disappointed?

The corners of the snow-white clothes slipped from his hands, and the tall figure gradually disappeared, Wen Xien was sullen in his heart, and a mouthful of blood spit out, unconscious.

——

This incident caused quite a stir in the cultivation world, all of them were regretful for the fall of this genius, and there was also hatred, since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated.

The former pride of heaven was driven off the mountain and reduced to an ordinary person with half a life left, and no one knew where she went, and no one cared where she went.

Qingxumen didn't have to be because of what would happen if there was one less person, everything was back to normal.

Dog blood is coming, please remember your seat belt and get ready to get in the car

(End of chapter)