The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 128 Spare my life!
The surging evil energy in the body disappeared in an instant.

The empty dantian brought him back to the time when he was a mortal beggar.

Endless panic swept over him, not to mention that he was still in Song Wanning's hands. The sudden loss of evil energy was almost fatal...

Qi Xiezi looked up at Song Wanning with a look of fear, "Did you do this?"

"Ok?"

Song Wanning raised her eyebrows. "That's not right. You ate the rabbit meat yourself, and you took the antidote yourself. How could you ask me to do anything?"

"It was obviously you who did it!"

Her eyebrows were curved and her smile was bright and innocent, but it frightened Qi Xiezi so much that he trembled.

"You—when did you find out? Where did I give myself away?"

He was very puzzled. Ever since he met Song Wanning, he had been carefully hiding himself. Even when Song Wanning was not present, he still acted diligently, for fear that she would suddenly appear and expose his tricks.

After leaving with Song Wanning, he never slacked off, and sometimes he even almost immersed himself in the role.

I thought everything was ready, but I didn't expect to shoot myself in the foot.

Meeting Qi Xiezi's resentful eyes, Song Wanning's smile deepened.

She suddenly asked, "Didn't the person behind you tell you my name?"

If the other party knew his identity, he would not use such a stupid method as drugging.

These questions stumped Qi Xiezi. He was stunned for a moment, his cheek rubbing against the ground, and he seemed to be a little numb.

"Isn't your name Meng Xiao?"

Now there is a portrait in his storage bag, which is her portrait, and the word "Meng Xiao" is written below.

"Oh, unfortunately, I have to inform you that you have been deceived."

Song Wanning calmly adjusted her hair and said, "My name is Song Wanning, and I'm a Divine Transformation cultivator from the Wentian Sect."

She no longer concealed her aura, and the overwhelming pressure of the Spirit Transformation Stage pressed down on Qi Xiezi.

At that moment, he felt as if something was strangling his neck and he couldn't even breathe.

His body couldn't stop shaking, his bones were creaking non-stop, and he felt like he could be shattered at any moment.

If the difference between the peak of Golden Core and the early stage of Nascent Soul is like the difference between the river and the sea, then the difference between the peak of Nascent Soul and the early stage of God Transformation is like the difference between the earth and the sky.

The higher the level of cultivation, the harder it is to cross the gap.

This is also the reason why the Wentian Sect, despite having many Nascent Soul cultivators, still fell from the position of a major sect.

There is no comparison between Nascent Soul and God Transformation!
"Uh--"

Soon, Qi Xiezi began to foam at the mouth, his mouth and eyes became crooked, and his face turned blue and purple.

At that moment, he seemed to see his dead grandmother waving to him.

He thought, perhaps he was the first Nascent Soul cultivator to be suffocated to death?

When Qi Xiezi was in despair, the pressure suddenly receded like a tide.

"Cough cough cough-"

He regained his breath and began to cough violently, as if he was going to cough out his entire lung.

But the foot above his head was still stepping on him tightly.

After coughing for a long time, Qi Xiezi finally felt that he was alive again.

He was like a fish lying limp on land, without the strength to move at all.

He stared blankly at the hem of the skirt in front of him, with the three words "Song Wanning" in his mind.

Who is Song Wanning?
He was an alchemist who became a master in the Golden Core Stage!

Who hasn't heard of her famous name?
How dare that person lie to him?
Damn it!!!!

Qi Xiezi clenched his fists tightly, murderous aura surging throughout his body.

If there is still a chance, he will definitely put that person into the soul-summoning banner and never let him be reborn!

He was thinking angrily, but at this time Song Wanning leaned forward slightly, and her perfect, bright and beautiful face came closer.

Qi Xiezi's hair stood on end instantly. He didn't think that the other party was interested in him.

Countless whirlpools seemed to be reversing in the eyes that were as bright as the stars. He only heard the other party ask softly: "Do you want to die alone, or take the person behind you to die with you?" The voice was as gentle as a feather, but it was wrapped in endless ice and snow, which made people feel cold.

He smiled bitterly, "Can I... not die?"

Song Wanning raised her eyebrows and smiled perversely.

"No."

These three simple words have determined Qi Xiezi's fate.

Qi Xiezi was desperate, but still tried to beg for mercy.

"Senior, I am blind and ignorant. Please forgive me for once!"

"I was coerced into doing this, and had no other choice!"

"As long as you let me go this time, I will be at your service from now on!"

"If that doesn't work, how about you contract me and let me be your running dog?"

After so many years of struggling in the world of cultivation, he no longer knows what dignity is.

As long as he can survive, he is willing to do anything.

His begging look did not shake Song Wanning's mood.

In his previous life, not only did he force himself into danger, he also massacred an entire village and put the blame on her.

She wondered if he had any sympathy when the villagers begged him before they died.
When those people were poisoned by him in the past, did he ever waver?
The answer is obviously no.

But...

Song Wanning curled the corners of her mouth slightly and slowly moved her feet away.

"Whether you can be my dog ​​depends on whether you are qualified."

Qi Xiezi understood instantly, raised his head excitedly, and shouted to Song Wanning twice: "Woof woof!"

Song Wanning: "..."

The corner of her mouth twitched. This Qi Xiezi is so shameless!
"I want you to lead the people behind me here."

"If you can't do it..." She raised her hand and the soul-summoning flag flew directly into her hand.

The voice suddenly turned cold, "Then refine your soul into this soul-summoning flag!"

The souls in the soul-calling banners suffer in purgatory every day. The pain tortures them to the point of losing their minds and going crazy all the time.

Only in this way can their resentment be fierce enough and more lethal.

This thing is an extremely common magic weapon among evil cultivators, and almost everyone has one.

It's disgusting.

Qi Xiezi knew this very well and shuddered violently when he heard it.

If he is allowed to enter the soul-summoning banner, it would be better for him to die now!
But he would rather be an evil cultivator than live, which is enough to show how much he fears death.

So he nodded and agreed immediately without even thinking about it.

"No, it's the master. Don't worry, I will definitely get him here!"

Qi Xiezi put on a flattering smile and said, "I just hope that Master, you will be so kind as to spare my life when the time comes."

"hey-hey."

His servile appearance is simply unbearable to watch.

It was really hard for Song Wanning to connect the person in front of her with a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Then let's see how you perform."

She gave Qi Xiezi a little hope.

Qi Xiezi smiled even more flatteringly. Even though the hope was slim, he was still willing to give it a try.

Moreover, he now hates that person to death. If it weren’t for that person, he wouldn’t have gotten into trouble at all!
Even if he dies, he will drag that person to hell with him!

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