"Whether to take the heart-devouring pill and obey me for the rest of your life, or to stick three knives in yourself and change your life, choose."

In the black woods where even the moonlight could not shine in, there were more than a dozen roaring flames around them, and in the red flames were the senior brothers and sisters who had long been turned into ashes.

Fang Xue raised her head, and in front of her was a face covered with a red veil.

This face is covered, but you can still feel the thrilling beauty.

Especially the pair of eyes, in the shape of peach blossoms, should be amorous, but they are cold and indifferent, and there is a kind of magic that breathes people's hearts.

Facing the questioning of the owner of these eyes, Fang Xue burst into tears, looked at her blankly, and muttered:

"I don't want to die, I want to be strong, I"

The next moment, she grabbed the short knife, plunged it into her shoulder fiercely, pulled it out, and blood shot out!

Fang Xue didn't stop, and stabbed another knife into his chest, pulled it out, and then pierced it into his lower abdomen.

The red-haired demon girl put away the Heart Devouring Pill and turned indifferently to leave.

"Wait!"

Fang Xue hissed, the red-haired banshee turned around, Fang Xue was covered in blood, crawled in front of her, and kowtowed three times:

"Senior, please take me as an apprentice!"

The red-haired demon girl was slightly stunned, and seemed to be a little surprised, "I killed your fellow disciple, but you want to worship me as a teacher?" ”

Fang Xue's forehead touched the ground: "Senior, they died because their cultivation was too low, and I don't want to be like them one day." ”

"Huh"

The red-haired woman smiled, squatted down, reached out to lift Fang Xue's chin, and looked at her bloodstained face:

"Do you know who I am?"

"You're from the Demon Gate!" Fang Xue replied without hesitation.

The red-haired woman smiled again, her voice was ethereal and crisp, like an empty valley orchid, if it weren't for the fact that there were more than a dozen piles of ashes around her human body, she would have made people think that she was a fairy under the Moon Palace.

"Since you know that I am a member of the Demon Gate, you still want to worship me as a teacher? Aren't you afraid that the people of Zhenyang Sect will kill you? Aren't you afraid that the cultivators of the world will kill you? ”

Fang Xue's face was stained with mud in addition to blood, but there seemed to be a glint in those eyes:

"If Fang Cai hadn't been saved by my seniors, I would have been killed by the people of Zhenyang Sect."

The red-haired woman laughed and said, "Your heart will actually enter the Zhenyang Sect?" ”

Fang Xue clutched her chest, blood slowly flowed out from between her fingers, but her tone became more and more firm:

"Senior, I want to seek the Great Dao within a hundred years, so that my parents can live forever with me, the exercises of the Zhenyang Sect are not so fast, if you can help me, I am willing to eat the Heart Devouring Pill, and I will be a slave and a slave in this life!"

That day at Uncle Qin's house, Sister Qiu's words to her planted a seed in her heart.

At that time, Fang Xue was thinking, as long as she could become stronger as soon as possible, get a glimpse of the Heavenly Dao, change the Heavenly Dao, and make her parents immortal, no matter which sect or sect of exercises, she didn't care.

At that time, all she saw was the exercises of the Zhenyang Sect.

Naturally, I feel that practicing hard in Zhenyang Mountain is all there is to this life.

And now, she witnessed with her own eyes that Luo Zhenfeng, who had built the foundation realm, didn't even have the strength to fight back in front of this red-haired female cultivator who was only a seventh-level Qi cultivator.

It is clear which is stronger and which is weaker between the exercises.

At the very least, the speed of cultivation of this Demon Gate Technique is several times stronger than that of Zhenyang Sect's Method.

Her parents were old and frail, and she didn't have time to wait.

She didn't want to cultivate for decades, and she finally built a foundation, but she was easily killed by an opponent whose cultivation was much lower than herself.

If this is the case, it is better to change the door as soon as possible.

As long as you can get stronger faster, it doesn't matter which sect you enter.

"Heh, with such a heart, you should indeed enter my Qinglian Gate."

Hearing the red-haired woman's words, Fang Xue's eyes widened:

"Senior, are you really from Qinglian Sect?!"

The red-haired woman stood up, her voice indifferent: "If you want to worship me as a teacher, you have to enter the Qinglian Gate, since then, everyone in the world is your enemy, if your identity is known, you will die without a place to be buried!" Have you figured it out? ”

Fang Xue kowtowed again: "The master is above, the disciple Fang Xue is willing to enter the Qinglian Gate, and he will not regret his death!" ”

The red-haired woman threw out a black spar: "This is the Tang Lotus Recipe of the Qinglian Sect, you cultivate by yourself, if you can reach the first layer, I will teach you." ”

"Yes, Master!"

Fang Xue's body trembled, and she cherished the black spar in her arms.

Qinglian Gate's Tang Lianjue is famous, and she has naturally heard of it.

The master sister of the Qinglian Sect, Chun Hongtang, is the Tang Lotus Jue that she practiced, this female cultivator is a master, and the elders of the three major sects fight alone, and no one is her opponent.

It was the three elders of the Thunder Sword Sect who set a trap to sneak up on her and kill her.

In this way, the three elders of the Thunder Sword Sect were all seriously injured.

Such a peerless exercise, if I can practice it.

Fang Xue's whole body was trembling, and there was another transmission note in front of her, but she heard the red-haired woman say:

"You go back to Zhenyang Sect first to inquire about the news, and if they have any changes, let me know immediately."

"Ahh Fang Xue opened her eyes, her forehead was full of cold sweat.

She struggled to sit up from the bed, slowly stretched out her palm, and a black spirit crystal drilled out of her palm.

On that day, when Master handed her the spirit crystal that stored the Tang Lotus Jue, she found that this spirit crystal could actually burrow into her body, so she was not afraid of being discovered.

At this time, there was a sound outside the door, and the black spirit crystal immediately drilled into Fang Xue's palm, and a male cultivator came in with medicine, and when he saw her sitting up, he hurriedly stepped forward:

"Senior sister, you are seriously injured, lie down and rest!"

Fang Xue grabbed his hand, her eyes reddened: "Senior brother, I want to avenge Senior Brother Luo!" Will the senior sister take action herself? ”

The male cultivator looked at Fang Xue's pale and soft cheeks, pity flashed in his eyes, and he said softly:

"Senior Sister Fang, you can recuperate in peace, Senior Sister Fang Cai has already summoned Senior Sister Si Minglan, and after you are healed, you and Senior Sister Si Minglan will go together to track down the murderer."

"Senior Sister Si Minglan?"

Fang Xue was stunned for a moment, and whispered: "But that one who cultivates charming"

The male disciple had an embarrassed look on his face, nodded and said:

"It's her, Senior Sister Fang, don't worry, Senior Sister Si Minglan's cultivation can be ranked in the top five in Xiyue Peak, and her charm is superb, she will definitely be able to find those three murderers!"

After speaking, his expression became even more embarrassed, and he told Fang Xue to have a good rest, and then hurried out.

Obviously, there are many inconveniences in this Senior Sister Si Minglan's charm.

When the male disciple went out, the weak smile on Fang Xue's face disappeared, and after a moment of silence, she took out a transmission note, moved her fingers, and wrote a line of words.

"Si Minglan is proficient in charming."

Yunling Town.

Narrow rain alley.

In the kitchen, Qiu Zhihe was cutting meat with a clatter.

She suddenly stopped her movements, put down the kitchen knife, took out a transmission note from her arms, and glanced at it, with a sneer on her face.

Bang bang, deafening slicing sound rang out in the kitchen again.

"Charming."

(End of chapter)