The villain killed the master. What? I am the master!

Chapter 155 Goodbye
After the disciples left, two people stared at each other in the Holy Son's room.

"Why did you come just now? Do you know how long I've been waiting for you? And you're talking about the New Year's Festival? Almost everyone is leaving now!"

Her tone was intense, and Jiang He couldn't help but look at the night that was dotted with fireworks and flickered.

Festivals like the New Year often last until very late, so now is the busiest time.

Jiang He knew that she was getting impatient, but he replied unhappily:
"Hey, why is it you? I haven't settled the score with you for trying to kill me a few days ago."

Xiao He's face was pale and bloodless. The exposed skin made up for the scars.

Much more miserable than before.

She was so angry that she couldn't speak for a while. She coughed for a while and said in a patient tone:
"Do you know that the Yuehua Saint has set his sights on you? And this is the territory of the Yuehua Palace! Do you think you are invincible and are not afraid of the Yuehua Saint even on the territory of the Yuehua Palace? At this critical moment, you are still going to spend some meaningless festival with you, and you are still...still not coming!"

The worry on Xiao He's face came from the bottom of her heart. She looked at Jiang He with gritted teeth, her voice even tinged with tears:
"And you let me be discovered by Saint Yuehua. Moreover, I thought you had an accident and went out to look for you!"

Jiang He's heart skipped a beat, he knew that the so-called four saints of the Shen Gan Sect were just raising poisonous insects.

It seems honorable, but in fact it is just one of countless poisonous insects.

The best one will be chosen from among them, and then a sacrifice will be held, with the winner being used as the body of the descending god.

Although the four saints are from the same sect, the fights between them are extremely bloody and life-and-death.

Jiang He felt uneasy: "You went out to look for me?"

Xiao He still clenched her teeth and looked at Jiang He with disgust.

She really didn't want her sister to meet this man again. Every time they were together, her sister always felt uncomfortable.

Especially last time.
In the past, my sister’s eyes were like a tranquil lake, gentle and lonely, but the surface of the lake often reflected a look of hope.

But after the last meeting, all those spirits disappeared and it became like a dead lake.

She didn't know what Jiang He had done, but she definitely didn't want them to meet again.

Even though she was punished by her sister last time for making a decision in private
Jiang He stared at Xiao He, she gritted her teeth, and just like when she saw her before, there was an inexplicable vigilance and determination flashing on her face.

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What does Yuan Xia’s affairs have to do with you?

"Little girl, why do you always like to make decisions for the Son of God?"

Jiang He frowned and asked in confusion.

"I'm doing this for her own good! If you really want to be good to my sister, then don't get close to her anymore. This will only hurt her! How dare you get involved in the fight between the saints? You will only become my sister's weakness!"

Xiao He finally couldn't help it and retorted angrily.

He made himself sound like a real person when he said this. He was truly caring about his sister, unlike this guy who came running over to please his sister after seeing her become the Son of Good Dharma.

snort!
Maybe he wasn't trying to please her, but was arrogantly ordering her around in the tone of a so-called master.

Otherwise, why would my sister be in such a bad mood afterwards?

Doesn't he know his own weight?
If his sister hadn't been restraining herself, he would have died at her hands long ago.

"You know, besides Yuehua Shengzi, there is a force far more powerful than him who is eyeing my sister, but someone of your level is not even worthy of knowing the name of this force!"

Xiao He's mouth spewed out a series of words like a machine gun, catching Jiang He off guard.

"A more powerful force?"

Could it be the Qingyang Immortal Sect? It seems that Xiao He is Yuan Xia's confidant and even told him this news.

Xiao He glanced at Jiang He, his eyes full of distrust:

"Do you think I will tell you? What if you leak it out and hurt your sister?"

"A self-righteous fool."

Jiang He had no intention of arguing with her, his face was grim.
"You keep saying that you are doing this for her good, but you can't see clearly what you have done. You are talking about the Qingyang Immortal Sect, right?"

When Xiao He heard Jiang He's insults, he immediately raised his eyebrows, but when he heard him directly point out Qingyang Xianzong, his expression became flustered: "No, I'm sorry!"

"Aren't there only a few forces that are more powerful than Yuehua Saint? Once this kind of talk gets out, won't this force know that their plan has been exposed?"

Jiang He didn't expect Yuan Xia's cronies in Shanfa Hall to be so stupid.

Xiaohe's previous behavior was beyond his expectations, but he didn't expect that she could go further.

But considering her still young age.

Jiang He speculated that Yuan Xia had taken pity on him and rescued him in the Hall of Good Law. Yuan Xia had always had good intentions in his heart, although after four years, these good intentions had become increasingly weak.

"I"

Xiao He was suddenly speechless.

"Besides, how can it be your turn to decide Yuan Xia's affairs? You are just her maid, but now you are the master and are controlling her? Yuan Xia really raised an ungrateful person."

Jiang He looked at her blushing face, shook his head and sighed,
"You say you are doing this for her own good, but you have always judged based on your own subjective opinion, and you never put yourself in Yuan Xia's shoes. If you were Yuan Xia, wouldn't you want an explanation?"

Jiang He no longer wanted to argue with her and planned to go home.

It seems that Yuan Xia went out secretly. Except for Xiao He, the other disciples don’t know that Yuan Xia is no longer here.

However, thinking about the fact that she was being watched by many people, Jiang He could understand it.

Just as I was about to push open the door and go out, Xiao He's unwilling voice came from behind me:

"Sister, I just went out temporarily. Fudomon came back and told sister something. Sister wanted to see where you lived before, and said she would be back soon."

Jiang He's bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

Isn’t this place the Chaolai Inn?

Just now a bunch of wandering cultivators gathered there.

No, Yuan Xia's cultivation level is beyond the reach of those casual cultivators.

Even if he has psychological problems, such as being socially anxious, having low self-esteem, and being afraid of strangers, would he still be afraid after killing so many people in the Shanfa Hall?

Jiang He calmed down and said without turning his head:

"Fortunately you didn't continue to be stupid, otherwise I would have to clean up the mess for Yuan Xia."

"What do you mean? I've been accompanying my sister all these years, so where have you been? Now you're just causing trouble for my sister."

Xiao He seemed unable to bear Jiang He's words. She immediately stood up from where she was, emphasizing the word "accompany".

"I said that the Holy Son would not give him a good face. He came over eagerly at this moment."

"That's ridiculous. You don't think you're that great just because you massacred a city? I have massacred countless mortal towns."

"No, no, no, Qingmu City is a city for independent cultivators. But the place where independent cultivators live, I guess, is just like that."

He Er and He San, in particular, laughed triumphantly when they saw Jiang He's unhappy expression.

All the disciples of Shanfa Hall know that the Holy Son hates Jiang He.

However, they were still a little surprised to see Jiang He come out safe and sound.

He Er couldn't hold back any longer, shaking the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and strode over with a gloomy face. Jiang He raised his eyebrows, this He Er was like a buzzing mosquito, coming to disgust him from time to time.

But for the time being, he couldn't do anything to He Er on the territory of Shanfa Hall.

"Stop, the Holy Son has ordered, let Jiang He out."

Xiao He's voice came as expected, with a hint of disgust in it, but she endured it in the end.

"If it weren't for the order from the Holy Son, you would have long since become an unknown ghost soldier in my Ten Thousand Souls Banner."

He Er flicked his sleeves and pressed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to the ground, causing it to flutter.

Won the applause of all the disciples.

If Jiang Heruo was just an ordinary cultivator, he wouldn't attract much of their attention.

But he is the master of the mysterious and powerful Son of Good Law in the Good Law Hall, who rarely appears in public but has a great reputation!
Moreover, the Holy Son of Good Dharma obviously disliked him, which gave them another opportunity to bully him.

This is especially true for He Er, who was severely punished by the church because of He Da's death.

He San, who was like a real brother to Jiang He before, was so angry that he vomited blood. If he could add insult to injury, why not do so?

"How ridiculous! When you three attacked me together, didn't you easily kill your boss?"

Jiang He also realized that this person clearly didn't dare to fight with him, but was just being fearless here.

"If you are not satisfied, you can ask the Holy Son to notarize it, and we can fight again. How about that?"

He Er fell silent, he knew he was no match for Jiang He.

But he didn't expect that Jiang He didn't care about his situation at all. Facing the gazes of so many disciples, he was in a dilemma.

He said with a brave face: "Okay! If you have the guts, how about I fight you a few times?"

He didn't believe that the Holy Son would really not do anything to Jiang He. He just needed to delay for a while, and the Holy Son would definitely train Jiang He like a dog.

What is there to fear about Jiang He like this?

There were too many idiots. Jiang He pushed away the disciples who were watching the fun and rushed towards Chaolai Inn.

There are many independent cultivators gathered in Chaolai Inn. These independent cultivators are just like ordinary people who come to watch the fun during the New Year festival.

If it weren't for the lewd smile on his face, Jiang He would have thought they were celebrating the New Year here.

"Don't push! Boy, do you want to die?"

The middle-aged San Zheng stretched his neck to look inside, pushing Jiang He impatiently.

Jiang He grabbed his neck and lifted him into the air.

No wonder his apprentice likes to pinch his neck.
She can hold his life in her hands, and watch his dying struggle coldly.

Seeing that he couldn't breathe, Jiang He let go of his neck and asked coldly:

"What's going on here?"

The crowd was too dense. There were already quite a few independent cultivators in the county city, and after knowing that the Shanfa Hall appeared here, countless more people gathered here.

It would be difficult for him to see what was happening inside unless he dispersed all the people.

The middle-aged cultivator's face flushed, and his pupils dilated in fear:

"Foundation Building Master! I am..."

Having established a foundation can also be called a great power. Jiang He was in no mood to listen to his pleas for mercy and interrupted:
"Don't talk nonsense."

"There is a female cultivator who has established her foundation. She is extremely beautiful, but she seems like a little white rabbit from a righteous sect. She has extraordinary cultivation, but she is too afraid to use magic. Who wouldn't want to bully a fairy?"

The middle-aged man became more and more excited as he spoke. Even though he couldn't see anything, he still craned his neck to look inside.

This description has nothing to do with Yuan Xia.

Jiang He felt relieved, and listened to the middle-aged man muttering a few words: "It's a pity that she is a little thin. It seems that there is something wrong with her brain. But if her brain is not sick, how could she fall to this point. If it weren't for that monkey, she would have been taken down long ago."

"Crench."

The man's head suddenly drooped down, and Jiang He lifted his neck.

Those who want to join the Shengan Church are not good people.

What's more, I still want to participate in this kind of thing
Jiang He convinced himself and started practicing the Rebirth Technique, pouring a vast amount of blood and energy into the corpse, which gradually swelled and looked hideous and terrifying.

The people around him had already realized that something was wrong and started to flee in all directions.

Jiang He’s target was not them, but the people standing in front of him.

"boom!"

The blood and energy from the corpse burst out, and the people in front were swept away along with the blood and energy.

These are basically Qi-cultivating cultivators, and there are fewer of them than foundation-building cultivators.

Even the Foundation Establishment cultivators, especially those few in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, could not resist this blood energy.

"Master, Master?"

A young girl in a white dress had her face buried in the quilt, sniffing obsessively, and was awakened by the unusual noise.

Her thin legs were trembling, her eyes were blurred, and she looked at Jiang He with a hint of panic.

At her feet, there was a little monkey with soft golden fur, panting with exhaustion.

When the Immovable Monkey saw Jiang He coming, his golden hair stood up in excitement:

"You're finally here, little brat. I don't know what your disciple has done wrong. I shouldn't have brought her here. If it weren't for my recovery, you would have to thank me."

However, it has been driven by Jiang Yuanxia for four years and knows her strength.

Even if she went crazy again, these monks couldn't get close to her.

But he was controlled by the insect and had to work for her.
Jiang He glanced at the people around him, and they all looked very unhappy.

The leading foundation-building monk got up from the ground and said angrily:

"Okay! Do you think that just because you are a Foundation Establishment cultivator, you dare to fight with so many of us alone? You can train a dignified Foundation Establishment cultivator into a fool who doesn't know how to fight back. I want to see if your methods are as incompetent as the ones you use to teach your disciples."

Hearing the word "idiot", Jiang Yuanxia immediately lowered his head, hugged his arms nervously, and hugged the quilt tightly.

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Jiang He always thought that when he saw Yuan Xia again, she was a cold-faced, violent demon. Why did she look like this?
But past rumors have always reminded him that Yuan Xia is definitely not as simple as he seems.

Even during that previous contact, she didn't fit her current image.

These are things that need to be considered and pondered later.

Jiang He hadn't been in contact with monks for so long that he was not used to the ridicule he suffered today.

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, stretched out his hand and pointed, and a stream of blood instantly pierced through the forehead of the foundation-building cultivator.

No one present reacted, except Jiang Yuanxia, ​​who suddenly raised his eyes.

(End of this chapter)