Lady Cultivator

Several auras suddenly arrived and quickly fled towards them along the stone path.

The four of them stood up at the same time and each used their own defensive methods.

There are also four people coming, two of them are very powerful, they must be Master Songfeng and Demon Lord Yeshuang and their party.

Qin Xi winked at Mo Tiange and said, "If it doesn't work, run away."

Mo Tiange nodded. If Master Songfeng and Demon Lord Yeshuang are still hostile, there is still hope. The four of them join forces, and the Yuanhou monks are not afraid. However, if Master Songfeng and Demon Lord Yeshuang were to unite, the two Yuanhou monks would have no choice but to run away.

However, she feels that the former is very likely. Master Matsukaze's personality is that he will never share treasures with others. Night Frost Demon Lord and his party already know the existence of the warehouse here. Master Matsukaze will not let them go. Now they are running away together. I am afraid it is also forced by the situation. .

As soon as I thought about it, the people who came had already rushed through the stone gate. As expected, they were Master Songfeng and Demon Lord Yeshuang and their party.

As soon as he rushed in and saw them, Master Songfeng stopped, and the dark clouds continued to surge.

Mo Tiange turned around and saw Nie Wushang's face was pale, his hands were in fists, and he was leaning against the wall.

She secretly sighed in her heart. She still underestimated Master Songfeng's influence on Nie Wushang. With her like this, it would be enough to just kill him by provoking him.

"Bitch!" Sen Han's voice came from the black cloud.

Nie Wushang's face turned pale again, he clenched his teeth and looked at Master Songfeng in front of him.

"You are so brave." Master Songfeng said these words with a murderous intention.

Mo Tiange stared at Nie Wushang closely. Whether she can withstand the accumulated power of Master Songfeng is the last obstacle for her to gain a new life. No one else can help her at this level, she can only rely on herself.

Nie Wushang bit his lip and breathed heavily. Over the years, she has been free and happy after escaping from her master. She thought that she was stronger than before. Facing the master, she was no longer the trembling little disciple who dared not breathe. Only now did she realize that she was wrong.

Master... when she heard his voice, she couldn't control the fear in her heart. This fear has been deeply planted in her heart from the first time she saw him. Even if she is no longer the helpless child who lost her mother, even if she forms a Nascent Soul and becomes a top monk, He still trembles at the sight of him.

"Master..." She heard her dry voice. To this day, I still can’t help but call him Master.

"Bitch, come here and die yourself" Master Songfeng's hoarse voice was filled with hatred.

Nie Wushang bit his lower lip tightly, almost bleeding.

Bitch... She remembered that when she was young, her master often looked at her and cursed bitterly: "Bitch"

She knew that the master was not scolding her, but her mother. But today, this word was finally used on her.

bitch...

She recalled the blurred memories of the year when she was three years old; she recalled being taken back to the cave by her master and beaten and scolded day and night; she recalled being thrown into the Yuanmo Pond from time to time, and she was in pain...

Nie Wushang's eyes were blank for a while and finally settled.

She took a deep breath, raised her head, and said slowly: "Master, I am not a bitch, and neither is my mother."

Her voice was calm and calm, neither angry nor fearful. Although she called Master, it was calm, without respect or fear.

The black cloud paused, and suddenly dispersed as if blown by the wind, revealing the true appearance of Master Songfeng - a middle-aged man with a dry face, like a human skin covering a skeleton.

Mo Tiange suddenly remembered Master's evaluation of Master Songfeng. He is not human, ghost is not ghost, Tao is not Tao, devil is not demon, he is simply a monster.

The Master Matsukaze in front of him was indeed like this. It is said that it is a human being, but the facial features are not alive at all, but it is said that it is a ghost, but it still fluctuates.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "What did you say?"

"Master," Nie Wushang looked at him without any fear, "I said, I am not a bitch, and neither is my mother."

"You..." Master Songfeng took a step forward and stretched out his skeleton-like hand, as if to grab Nie Wushang.

But there was a soft sound, and an invisible sword energy circled in the air. With a "pop" sound, it pierced the ground between the two of them and cut through the stone slab.

Master Songfeng raised his black hole-like eyes and looked not far away from Nie Wushang.

Under his terrifying gaze, Jing Xingzhi raised the sword in his hand with a smile: "Sorry, it was a mistake."

At such a close distance, even a qi-refining monk would not be able to make a mistake. A black light flashed in Master Matsukaze's eyes.

Jing Xingzhi showed no fear, as if he didn't see it and just admired his flying sword.

Master Songfeng's dry eyes moved in his sockets, and he said slowly: "It turns out it's you juniors."

Qin Xi smiled, as if seeing an old friend, and raised his hands: "It's been a long time since we've seen each other, how are you doing, Senior Songfeng?"

Mo Tiange then greeted: "The last time I saw my senior, it was in Tianmo Mountain. In the blink of an eye, it will be a hundred years ago."

"You..." Master Matsukaze was speechless. If he remembered correctly, he once did something that would disgust them. Although he didn't watch it happen, with the arrangement at the time, there could be no accident. Why did they...

Master Songfeng looked at Qin Xi and suddenly smiled sinisterly: "Qin Shoujing, are you satisfied with the gift Tianmo Mountain gave you?"

Hearing these words, Qin Xi and Mo Tiange looked at each other and smiled. Master Songfeng was testing them. It seemed that the matter that year was still his proud handiwork.

"Master," it was Nie Wushang who interrupted. She said calmly, "My disciple forgot to tell you that I ruined that matter."

Master Songfeng suddenly turned his head and looked at her steadily. After a long time, he shouted: "Bitch, suffer death."

Black clouds swept over and were in front of Nie Wushang in an instant.

Nie Wushang raised his arm, and a ball of demon energy appeared in front of him, turning into the shape of a shield, and he withdrew from the blow.

"Poof" a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and Nie Wushang fell to the ground.

However, surprisingly, Nie Wushang just wiped the corner of his mouth and still stood up.

The blow just now was made by Master Songfeng angrily, but he didn't hold back at all. It was a blow that was 100% stronger than that of the great monk of the Yuan Dynasty. Logically speaking, a new Yuanying monk like Nie Wushang, who had only been pregnant for a few years, would It's simply unbearable. Fortunately, there is White Tiger's Breath here to restrain Master Shokaze's magic power. Although he has advanced cultivation and can act normally, his power has been compromised. As for Nie Wushang, who was in the spirit-hiding formation, not only was his strength unaffected, but the power of the blow was also blocked by the spirit-hiding formation, and the injuries he suffered were only moderate.

Master Matsukaze became even more angry when he saw that he could not be killed by one blow. He wanted to take action again, but saw a doll suddenly flash over and block him in front of him.

Then, Mo Tiange said slowly and calmly: "Senior Songfeng, are you too impatient?"

The dry eyes in Master Songfeng's eyes rolled around, looking at Nie Wushang, then at Mo Tiange, and finally sneered at Nie Wushang: "Bitch, you are really capable, you actually managed to get someone to stand up for you. "

Looking at the four people in front of him, Master Matsukaze felt filled with rage.

He hated that this bitch, when following him, pretended to be well-behaved and didn't dare to say a word, but in the end, he went against the rules and even took advantage of his most important thing while he was recovering in the Yuanmo Pond. bag stolen

How could he not hate it? He was so angry that he wanted to crush her to ashes. Just because of her escape, he lost many magic weapons. Over the past hundred years, he has not dared to step into Kunwu, lest he be robbed by his old enemies.

It has been a hundred years. He has been hiding in Langtu Mountain for a hundred years. The reason for all this is that she has only a few hundred years of life left for him. How precious is one hundred years?

And what about this bitch? He lived happily for a hundred years with his Qiankun Bag, and even formed a Nascent Soul

Thinking that her cultivation and happy time were all obtained by his own efforts for hundreds of years, he controlled his hatred.

In particular, she returned to Tianji and took others to his treasure house to retrieve treasures.

Bitch, just like her mother

But fortunately, he hasn't lost his mind yet. This bitch has a helper now, so he can't kill him casually. These juniors have all formed Nascent Soul, especially Qin Shoujing, who has advanced to the middle stage. The four of them joined forces, and their strength was suppressed by the White Tiger's Breath. There was an old witch in the clouds watching eagerly next to them. If one of them failed, they would be besieged by them, and the gain would outweigh the loss.

Looking at Nie Wushang, Master Songfeng calmed down again and said coldly: "Why, aren't you afraid of becoming a demon cultivator? Do you still dare to practice Yuan Mo Dafa?"

Nie Wushang lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Whether it is Tao or demon, it is all in the heart. It does not matter whether you are practicing demonic skills or not."

This sentence made Master Matsukaze furious again. He stole his Qiankun Bag and took away his Yuanmo Dafa. Why did he still talk to him about his true intentions?

Black energy surged, and he returned to the appearance of a black cloud, covering up his anger.

"What a sincere statement," Master Matsukaze said coldly, "Bitch, have you lived a happy life in these hundred years?"

"I'm not a bitch." As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Wushang raised her head. This time, there was arrogance and anger in her eyes, "Why do you call me a bitch, Master?"

Before Master Songfeng could thank you, Nie Wushang took a step forward and stood up straight: "I am a human being, with flesh and blood, thoughts and feelings. I was not born to be your slave, and I don't owe you anything." Looking at the black cloud. , she said word by word, "You are not qualified to look down on me."

This bitch was just a casual scolding from Master Songfeng. Nie Wushang was so serious just for the last sentence.

I came into this world only because of the kindness of my parents. I am also a precious life, not a dispensable existence. My existence has meaning for myself, not for you.

You have no right to look down upon me.

"Master," Nie Wushang said slowly, "I used to be afraid of you. When I was preparing to return to Tianji, I thought I would never be able to face you in my life. But now, I want to tell you that starting from today, From now on, my life has nothing to do with you. My life only belongs to me." ..

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