Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 163 Female Cultivator of Hehuan Sect (69)

Chapter 163 Female Cultivator of Hehuan Sect (69)

half a month later.

Tianyan Sect, Lingyun Peak.

The empty palace has been closed all year round. Yun Mian stood outside the door wearing a thin white dress, with his back straight, standing tall in the frost and snow.

She didn't dare to enter without permission, so she used magic to create a paper crane to transmit the message.

Since returning to the sect after settling the follow-up matters in Peach Blossom Village, the master has not met her once.

She tossed and turned every night, unable to fall asleep. The incident recurred in her mind and tortured her——

Master must know, what will he think of her?

She pinched her fingertips, and the anxiety and panic surging in her heart had nowhere to vent. She had been rejected several times in the past few days, and the panic in her heart became increasingly uncontrollable.

She imagined countless scenarios in her mind where the master would face her, and all of them would be disgusting with her.

The tightly closed palace door suddenly opened silently, and she raised her eyes in surprise, even with a hint of disbelief.

"Master, I know I was wrong, please punish me!" Don't ignore me.

Although he was indifferent to her in the past, he would not avoid her like this, not wanting to even look at her.

"No matter what the punishment is, I am willing to accept it. I was just confused for a moment. Please forgive me this time!"

The cold eyes finally fell on her, and the coldness she felt made her feel a little relieved.

"Where did you go wrong?"

The calm tone floated into her ears, and she paused. The fair skin on her face was faintly hot, the heat rushed up from the back of her neck, and heat also radiated behind her ears.

She lowered her head, not daring to look directly at him, unable to speak.

"Disciple, I shouldn't hide the identity of the devil from my junior sister, causing my junior sister to lose her virginity to him..." The cold gaze above her head was full of presence, looking at her coldly.

The slightly sharp nails dug into the palms of his hands, and there was a faint smell of blood in his throat.

She thought of that confession of love that ended in vain——

"The disciples are jealous of her!"

Now that she had spoken, the rest of the words became easier. She raised her eyes to look at him, rarely considering her impression in his mind.

"The disciple is jealous that she easily won Master's favor, and is jealous of Master's every preference for her. After learning his identity that day, I wanted to tell her, but when I walked to her door, I hesitated... But I It’s just that I didn’t remind her.”

"We were the only ones here before, but everything has changed since she came!" Yun Mian said with tears in her eyes, "You are actually willing to share with others for her sake!"

"That's enough." A lukewarm voice struck her eardrums, and her heart jolted, and her mind became clear.

But what if you wake up?
She smiled, "She hangs out with that demon every day, but you don't care. The Demon Lord's hands are stained with the blood of countless people, and you tolerate him. Are you still the Immortal Lord who has the world's righteousness in his heart?"

"Have you lost your mind because of her?!"

Xie Chaoshi still had the same cold look, with soft and smooth silver hair on the back of his head, loosely tied up with a hair tie, and an ethereal aura around his body. He could be described as having the appearance of an immortal, and even his complexion has not changed at all.

"I know it's not what I should say, but I don't regret it."

"There is no need for you to comment on what I am doing."

"If your heart is not right, learning immortal magic will be of no use. You should go back and think about your mistakes behind closed doors. As for the Demon Lord, if he has the intention to harm others for no reason again, I will not stand by and watch."

Yun Mian blinked a tear from the corner of his eye, and there were several deep crescent-shaped marks dented by the nails on his palms, bleeding from them.

She wiped away her tears and left politely, her back still straight as she slowly moved away.

(End of this chapter)

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