MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight-Chapter 717 Do not return, such as scattered flowers (2)

  Chapter 717 The return of the inadvertent, scattered flowers like this (2)

  Xueying is her little junior sister, and Shizun has only accepted two inner disciples. She is young and the most playful.

  Master once called her to listen to advice, but she thought it was too boring, so she was always lazy or just didn’t go.

   Little Junior Sister is so proud of Shizun, and Shizun has never been annoyed. Not only did he allow her to be lazy and not motivated, but he said that she was highly qualified and that she liked to play at a young age.

  I think so too, the little junior sister has a lively temperament and a sweet mouth. She doesn't know how interesting it is than the dull and taciturn one, and she has a passion that no one can refuse.

Little Junior Sister's heart has never been on cultivation, and her cultivation base is lower than her, I don't know how much, but the master's love for her is no longer known to dump her, and the treasures and elixir in her hands are inexhaustible. Even if I often go down the mountain to have fun, I have never suffered any losses.

  Compared to the harsh admonition given to her by the master, treating the younger sister is gentle and indulgent.

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

   After being tortured, Wen Xien lost her strength. She lowered her head, making people wonder if she was alive or dead.

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

   The chain that tied Wen Xien was loosened in the next second, and she fell from it. She was injured all over her body, but now the injury on her body was even worse, and her eyes were black in pain.

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

  Wen Xien didn't know whether to greet her first or kneel first. After all, the master hadn't kicked her out of the teacher's door, and finally climbed up from the ground with difficulty.

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

   "Master..." Wen Xianne, both knees were aching.

She thought that Shizun would not come to see her again. At this moment, Wen Xien suddenly had the urge to cry. She had countless things to say to Shizun, saying that she did not deliberately kill her younger brother and sister, and that she did not Collusion with the Demon Sect, saying she was misunderstood.

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

   All the words are stuck in the throat and can't be said anymore, because no one will believe it, not even the master, let alone other people.

   Now Master must be very regretful, regret accepting her disgraceful apprentice.

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

   "Master...don't drive me away..."

   Her voice is extremely hoarse, and most people must not be able to hear it, but as a master with a very high cultivation base, there must be no reason for her to be inaudible.

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

  Wen Xien's hand was still in the air, a tear came out of her dry eyes, and it fell to the ground, leaving behind a tear.

   "Master..."

   Her voice was so helpless, she knelt down on her knees and moved forward.

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

  Wen Xien was unprepared, she almost fell to the ground in pain, and her tears fell. She looked up at Shizun. Although Shizun used to be strict with her, he never hit her. This was really unexpected.

   The wound on his body should have been numb, but now the pain is radiating all over his body.

Wen Xi'en looked at him, saw his expressionless face, and only manipulated the long whip to admonish her in the air. He didn't even flick the corner of his clothes. He was still a statue like jade, solemn and solemn. .

   None of the people below dared to say a word, they all watched silently.

  The tail of the whip swept across the ground, kicking up a little dust.

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

"Wen Xi'en, a scoundrel, privately colluding with the demon sect is unfaithful, killing fellow sects is unrighteous, killing innocents is unkind, arrogantly doing the teacher's teaching is unfilial, unfaithful and unrighteous, and those who are unkind and unfilial are not allowed under the sect of Qingxu. You can't. You and I have exhausted the relationship between master and apprentice. From then on, you are no longer a disciple of Qingxu Sect. Now that your cultivation base has been exhausted, considering the relationship between master and apprentice for so many years, I will leave you alive."

As soon as these words came out, everyone had nothing to say. The arrogant son of the sky and the new star of the world of self-cultivation is now being reviled by thousands of people. As a person who cultivates immortals, his cultivation base is almost dead. Half-Life is just lingering in the mortal world. No one will think that Xianzun Miao Hua is soft-hearted, because it is more terrible than death.

   "After that, there will be no Wen Xien in the world of self-cultivation." Master's voice seemed to be coming from nine days away, vague and ethereal.

   This is equivalent to erasing the existence of Wen Xien, not only in the Qingxu Gate, but in the entire cultivation world.

  It hurts, really hurts.

  Wen Xien lowered his head like a walking corpse, whipped down several times, as if his flesh/body had 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 and crawled over. She grabbed the corner of Xianzun's clothes again, which was still in the original position, which overlapped with the previous bloodmark.

   She had blood all over her face, and she couldn't see the past glory at all, but her eyes were extraordinarily beautiful, filled with 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 Zhutianzhu, and she didn't make a quibble when Miao Hua was responsible in front of thousands of people. From the beginning to the end, she never surrendered or begged for mercy, only in this matter , almost incomparably paranoid and stubborn.

  Miao Hua was reluctant to turn his head to look at his disciple, his cold brows were sharp and pressing, he didn't move at all, as if the ground was just a speck of dust or an unsightly stone.

   Thin lips parted lightly.

"You have let me down too much."

   I'm so disappointed, that's a heavy word.

  But Wen Xi'en clearly knew that Master had never expected anything from her, so why was he disappointed?

   The corner of the snow-white clothes slipped from his hand, and the tall figure gradually disappeared. Wen Xien was sullen, spit out a mouthful of blood, and did not wake up.

  ——

   This incident caused quite a stir in the world of comprehension. It was all regret and hatred for the death of this genius. Since ancient times, right and wrong have been incompatible.

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

  Qingxumen didn't do anything because there was one person missing, everything went back to normal.

   Dog blood is coming, please remember your seat belt and get on the bus

   (end of this chapter)