Fang Shiyu had seen too much in his previous life, and he was not afraid that someone would hate him in this life, and from beginning to end, Fang Shiyu had never taken Ying Qiaoqiao to heart.

"If you want to be free, I will give it to you, and I will not even pursue the things you did to me in the first place. But why did your master kill Lu Yao because of this? What did Lu Yao do wrong? You hate me, and I hate you even more. ”

This is probably Fang Shiyu's heart at this time, facing Ying Qiaoqiao's eyes full of hatred, Fang Shiyu has a clear conscience and is fearless. In a word: you hate me, it has nothing to do with me!

Fang Shiyu can ignore it, but Li Piaoxue, who has a certain purpose, can't let Ying Qiaoqiao be so willful, in her eyes, Ying Qiaoqiao's willfulness will kill many people. Even in Li Piaoxue's opinion, Lu Yao's death was caused by her and Fang Shiyu's willfulness.

Some people are born with the need to lose something, and only in this way can they forge the path of human king. In Li Piaoxue's eyes, Fang Shiyu is the long-awaited king of the world.

And in order to become the king of people, Fang Shiyu must marry Ying Qiaoqiao. Li Piaoxue knew that Fang Shiyu and Ying Qiaoqiao didn't understand their responsibilities now, but she needed to let these two people understand, at least not to turn against each other at this time.

It was precisely because of this that Li Piaoxue felt that Leng Shuangyue had taken a stinky move.

Li Piaoxue blocked the gaze of the two, and he turned his back to Lu Yao and looked directly at Fang Shiyu with his eyes.

"Senior Brother Fang, let me ask you how my junior sister looks and looks?"

Fang Shiyu glanced at Ying Qiaoqiao contemptuously, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Not bad!"

"Then let me ask you again, why don't you want to marry my junior sister?"

Fang Shiyu looked at Li Piaoxue coldly: "If you say this, the old witch of Cold Frost Moon has also asked." But let me tell you, if you don't want to be unwilling, if you don't like it, if you don't like it, you just put a knife to my neck, and my answer is the same. ”

Swish!

Fang Shiyu's voice did not fall, well, there was really something on Fang Shiyu's neck, of course it was not a knife but a cold and awe-inspiring sword.

"In that case, let's die!"

Just when everyone thought that this Qingyun Senior Sister was really going to put Fang Shiyu to death, an accident happened.

"I know why Young Master Fang doesn't want to marry Ying Qiaoqiao!"

Suddenly, a little girl dressed as a maid jumped out, and this person was none other than Xiaohua.

Xiaohua's words made everyone involuntarily turn their eyes to her.

"I... The slave knew why Young Master Fang was reluctant to marry Ying Qiaoqiao. ”

Xiaohua pinched the corner of her clothes, she swallowed her saliva, obviously a little nervous and nervous, after all, all the young masters and young ladies present, what qualifications did she, a lowly maid, have to speak here, but for the sake of the young master, Xiaohua decided to stand up.

"You say!" Li Piaoxue said coldly.

Xiaohua glanced at Fang Shiyu, who was held by the sword, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "The slave maid was originally Fang Shiyu, Young Master Fang's maid, and more than a month ago, Young Master Fang was assassinated by thieves, and his dantian was deprived of his identity as a true disciple. So we were dismissed, and some went to other peaks, and the slaves and maids happened to be assigned to Ying Qiaoqiao. ”

Ying Qiaoqiao suddenly burst out: "Shut up!

Li Piaoxue's eyes widened, and then she used her spiritual power to seal Ying Qiaoqiao's mouth.

"You go on!"

Everyone was also listening, but Jiang Tianming frowned at the moment.

"At the beginning, the slave maid served Miss with all her heart, but I never thought that Miss Ying was actually the one who assassinated the young master that day. In Qingyunmen, many people think that the young master is a gentleman who does not learn and has no skills, but the slave knows that it is all pretended by the young master, and the young master is extremely kind-hearted and very good to us. For the sake of Xiaobai, who is also a slave, the young master can draw his sword to Jin Feng Zhenchuan when his strength is low!"

For the sake of Sister Xiaobai, the young master even did not hesitate to beat the heaven-shaking drum, and did not hesitate to fight with Zhu Yunlang once. Such a good young master is a good person that the slave has never met in his life. But it is such a good person who has harmed you, and among the people who harmed is Miss Ying, and Zhu Yunlang is also a victim. The reason why the young master is reluctant to marry Ying Qiaoqiao is because Miss Ying's heart is not in the young master at all, and she has always liked this young master named Jiang Tianming from beginning to end. ”

"The slave maid heard with her own ears that this Young Master Jiang instructed Miss Ying to assassinate Young Master Fang, and not just once!"

Rumble!

Jiang Tianming suddenly made a move, Xiaohua was swept away by a blow of qi, if it weren't for Wan Qing's quick eyes, maybe Xiaohua would have hit the pavilion pillar, but Rao is Wan Qing caught Xiaohua, and as a mortal body, she was also completely broken.

Wan Qing immediately used the healing talisman, but Xiaohua was a mortal body, and the spiritual power of the talisman was of little use, Wan Qing angrily reprimanded: "Jiang Tianming, you are so vicious, even a mortal maid will not let go." ”

Jiang Tianming, who was angry, used all his strength, he didn't dare to let the other party say it, he was not afraid of the people here, but afraid of the crazy woman who was carrying a knife and slashed everyone in the Li family who didn't dare to go out.

At this moment, Fang Shiyu also got out from under Li Piaoxue's sword, and he dodged to take Xiaohua, but the blood in Xiaohua's mouth gushed out like a spring.

"Little flower, silly boy, you're just a maid, you don't need to get involved in our business. I know everything you say, and I know what you say, young master!"

Fang Shiyu was emotional, he didn't expect Xiaohua to really stand up.

"Less... Master.. You are the young master of me and Sister Xiaobai, it was you who gave us the name, and you made us understand that we can also live with dignity and so happily, they... It is said that the name of the little flower is earthy, but in my opinion, it is not earthy at all, because... Because it was taken by the young master... Master.. Xiaohua hurts so much, Xiaohua seems to see Sister Xiaobai..."

Tears flowed from the eyes of the little maid, Fang Shiyu hugged Xiaohua, and at this moment, Li Piaoxue sent a Qinglian Pill in the air.

"Her internal organs are broken, but because of the healing talisman, she can't die for a while, and this Qinglian Pill can relieve the pain. ”

Fang Shiyu fed the Qinglian Pill to Xiaohua, in Fang Shiyu's eyes, Xiaohua was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, "Xiaohua, come and feed you candy from the young master, it won't hurt if you eat it!"

Xiaohua struggled to open her mouth that kept gushing out blood, but she couldn't swallow it no matter how much she swallowed it, Li Piaoxue once again took out a Qinglian Pill and crushed it into a medicinal powder and sprinkled it in the air under the surprised gaze of everyone.

There were eight disciples next to him who shouted bitterly: "That's the legendary Qingyun Sect's healing elixir Qinglian Pill! Give it to me! How can you give it to a little maid who is going to die, it's completely unnecessary! Senior Brother Jiang is too, you take the little maid's nonsense seriously?"

This person is a disciple of the Northern Sect, but when he said this, he defined what Xiaohua said, after all, Xiaohua's status is low, and what she said naturally cannot be used to blame Jiang Tianming, who has a noble identity. Even if he thinks that what he said may be true, but at this time the truth must be false.

The battle on the Taishang Dao, since they chose to stand on Jiang Tianming's side instead of Wan Qing, they had to go all the way to the black.

The words of this Northern Sect disciple seemed to resonate, and instead of angrily reprimanding Jiang Tianming's behavior, these people felt unworthy for him for losing his identity by shooting at a maid, of course, the most worthless thing was the two wasted Qinglian Pills.

Under the effect of the Chinese medicine powder in the air, Xiaohua no longer cried out in pain, she slowly closed her eyes and lay in Fang Shiyu's arms, until she lost her last trace of life.

However, the eight disciples in the field have been gagging, and they are bound to pass over the matter of Jiang Tianming instructing Ying Qiaoqiao to assassinate Fang Shiyu.

In the past, Fang Shiyu couldn't figure out why Ying Qiaoqiao wanted to hurt him, but now he probably understood that it was instigated by this handsome guy who was extremely handsome.

And these people around him kept saying, "It's just a servant girl's words!

"Yes, it's just a maidservant!"

"I look at that, that maid was bought by Fang Shiyu to disgust Senior Brother Jiang. ”

"If you don't want to marry, you won't marry! Why do you slander people's reputation, and you also get involved with our Senior Brother Jiang. ”

“.......”

"Enough!"

Suddenly, Fang Shiyu burst out, he gently put down the little flower, raised his head, and revealed a pair of golden eyes.

He looked directly at Jiang Tianming, his gaze was like a god in the Nine Heavens without a trace of emotion, Fang Shiyu stepped out, and a golden flame ignited in his hand.

Seeing this, Jiang Tianming subconsciously took a step back.

"She's just a maid, and even a bit of a dirty name! Why did you kill her?"

Jiang Tianming had no way to retreat, flicked his sleeves, and said with a face: "It's just a maid!

"Haha.. What a mere maid! Yes, really good! I finally kind of understand your world. Heaven is unkind to all things as dogs, and immortals are unkind to all beings as grass seeds, I didn't believe in two sentences before, but now I have seen it with my own eyes. ”

The gold in Fang Shiyu's eyes gradually dimmed, but it was a little more humanoid.

Fang Shiyu cried and laughed and said, "Isn't she? She has hands, feet, nose and eyes, just like us! Why do you want to kill her? You say she's lying? Ying Qiaoqiao, did you really not kill me that night a month ago? The aroma of your rouge gouache, a specialty of the Southern Zhao Kingdom, is too strong. Jiang Tianming, if what Xiaohua said is not true, why are you in a hurry?"

Suddenly, Fang Shiyu turned his head and pointed at Li Piaoxue: "And you, no, it's you! Why do you force me to marry her? Last time it was Lu Yao, this time it was Xiaohua, hehe, who will be next time? I think the people close to me and the people who really treat me well are all dead! Next time, be more direct, don't put a sword on my neck! Kill me directly with a sword, maybe I can return to that world!"

At this moment, Fang Shiyu had already begun to talk nonsense, and the others couldn't understand what Fang Shiyu was talking about, but Hun Qiu listened carefully. Fang Shiyu's state at the moment was extremely strange, he neither turned on the word "anger", nor did he go mad, but Fang Shiyu's divine soul fluctuated very violently.

It was as if it was about to come out of its body, and Hun Qiu once again felt the faint space-time fluctuation in Fang Shiyu's divine soul, but this time the space-time fluctuation was fleeting and completely dissipated.

At this moment, in Fang Shiyu's Divine Soul Space, in addition to a few regular divine texts, there was also an afterimage of Fang Shiyu, which looked at the little flower lying on the ground, and he said to the other Fang Shiyu: "I'm gone, there is no longer anything I miss in this world." From now on you are me, and I am you. You will inherit my body, your soul, and my life!"

Boom! The afterimage was completely integrated into the other Fang Shiyu, the previous life and this life were completely fused, the soul and flesh were combined, and Fang Shiyu's divine consciousness was actually born in advance at this moment.

Fang Shiyu in the previous life was reincarnated into this world by a little true spirit, but the true spirit was ignorant, and the time of seventeen years was to form another Fang Shiyu, when the true spirit awakened and enlightened, two different personalities would contradict each other and repel each other even if they were of the same origin. Fang Shiyu had not felt such resistance more than once, but this time Xiaohua's death had completely merged the two divine souls into one.

Fang Shiyu in his previous life was completely integrated into this world, and he finally understood that this world was not the earth, it was a world that was more cruel than the earth. Life is like grass here, and people here are calculating him.

And now everyone sees Fang Shiyu is such a Fang Shiyu, he is crazy, he is sad and angry, he is helpless, and he even has the heart to die.

Fang Shiyu looked at Li Piaoxue, he didn't question her, but just watched quietly, one breath, two breaths.

Fang Shiyu suddenly smiled evilly, and his feet were also dyed with golden flames.

"Don't push me, really don't push me anymore!"

Rumble!

Jiang Tianming, who was always on guard, still couldn't block Fang Shiyu's thunderous blow, and golden flames lit up around him, like a god of war falling from the sky. He didn't condense the blood sword, but smashed it on Jiang Tianming's face one punch after another, as if he had some resentment, it was that handsome face, it was him, maybe he was the fuse of one tragedy after another.

Maybe not, but what does it matter?

At this moment, Li Piaoxue looked at Fang Shiyu, she was very excited in her heart: "Yes, that's it! Mother, I have finally found the king of men! My sword is his sword. ”

Li Piaoxue looked at Ying Qiaoqiao again, the destined queen, but now she was like a frightened rabbit, and the hero in his eyes was actually pressed to the ground by that waste and rubbed over and over again. On weekdays, the face that haunted her has been smashed beyond recognition at the moment.

Until there was a violent cry in the sky, Wan Yong made a move, and he separated the two.

"Wan Qing, you say, what's going on?"

Wan Yong was followed by the Eight Sect Elders, the Five Peaks Peak Masters, and the Qingyun Venerable who was always squinting.