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

Chapter 35 She is indeed a genius
"Since she is in seclusion, let's go."

Gu Qingyuan, who had been silent the whole time, finally spoke, "You still have the poison in your body, there's no time to waste."

They had long said that Song Wanning was in seclusion, but Chuxue just didn't believe it and insisted on dragging her weak body to take a look.

"What you hear is not what you think"

Ye Chuxue pursed her lips. Who could guarantee whether Song Wanning was in seclusion?

What if it’s just a sign?
"All right!"

Gu Qingyuan growled and grabbed Ye Chuxue's arm.

"She said she was in seclusion, so she must be in seclusion. Song Wanning doesn't have that many thoughts!"

"Come back with me first."

His tone was a little heavier than usual, but when Ye Chuxue heard it, her heart suddenly turned cold.

Master actually killed me for Song Wanning?

This has never happened in more than 20 years!
"Master, do you trust her so much?"

She tilted her head back, a hint of stubborn red in her eyes.

The more these people defended Song Wanning, the more she wanted to prove her guess was true.

I want to let them see that Song Wanning is a bad person with a vicious mind!

"I don't!"

"It's impossible to rush in and verify it now!"

Gu Qingyuan frowned even more tightly. He was worried about Chuxue's injury, so why didn't she understand?
"Uncle Gu, if you went to see Master, she would definitely open the door for you immediately!"

Seeing that Ye Chuxue was wronged, An Ze immediately stood up to support her.

"Master has always been obedient to you. You just disturbed her retreat. She won't be angry!"

"If what Senior Sister Ye said is true, then what Master did is truly abominable."

"Senior Sister Ye, don't worry, with Uncle Gu here, there will be no problem."

An Ze was talking to himself, not noticing that the others were looking at him with strange eyes.

Has An Ze completely forgotten how Song Wanning treated Gu Qingyuan a few days ago?

And let him knock on the door?

idiot.

Gu Qingyuan didn't even want to look at An Ze. If Chu Xue hadn't had a good relationship with An Ze, he wouldn't have wanted to bother with this person at all.

But Ye Chuxue's eyes lit up and she looked at Gu Qingyuan expectantly.

She still didn't know that Gu Qingyuan knelt down to beg for medicine for her, and mistakenly thought that everything was the same as before.

"no!"

Gu Qingyuan's direct refusal cut off Ye Chuxue's last bit of fantasy.

"Disturbing someone's retreat is a despicable act and should not be done."

He glanced at An Ze indifferently. It seemed that he should let Chu Xue have less contact with this idiot, so as to avoid being led into a trap by him.

"Go, go back!"

Ignoring Ye Chuxue's resentment, Gu Qingyuan forcibly took her away.

Bai Yang looked at the hall, then at Li Ruo, a hint of indifference flashed in his eyes.

No one can replace his place in Master's heart.

"puff--"

Song Wanning was stabbed in the chest with a sword.

She spat out a mouthful of blood and pulled the sword out of her body indifferently.

The person opposite her looked at her with horror in his eyes, and then a fierce look appeared in his eyes, and he swung his sword to attack again.

Song Wanning's eyes were fierce, and she rushed forward again, waving her sword.

In her sight, there was blood everywhere.

"Oh, mother, save me!"

"Wow, wow, daddy, I'm scared!"

"Ah—don't kill him! Don't!"

"Please, please, let them go!"

"You will not die a good death, even if I become a ghost I will not let you go!"

"what--"

All kinds of shrill screams surrounded my ears.

Song Wanning's murderous intent intensified as she began to fight the people on the other side. She had lived with these villagers in this village for more than ten years.

In the village, there are cute and naughty children, honest and kind uncles, kind and hardworking aunts, and young boys and girls full of youth.
Yesterday everyone was gathered together, imagining life after the harvest, but tonight they were brutally massacred by the wandering army.

She wanted to protect everyone, but she found that the spiritual energy in her body was already empty.

Like these people, I became an ordinary mortal.

Song Wanning could only keep swinging her sword.

Trying to save those who were crying.

But, people fell one after another.

Blood was flowing everywhere, and limbs were broken.

Corpses are everywhere.

The scenes before her eyes made Song Wanning feel as if she had returned to the moment in her previous life when the Song family was massacred.

At that time, she looked on in such despair, helpless.

The blood light gradually spread into his eyes, and the murderous intent in Song Wanning's heart was completely released.

Even though she knew it was just an illusion passed down from generation to generation, she still threw herself into the game.

"puff--"

The long sword came down from above his head.

Song Wanning's body was split into two halves and she fell down with a thud.

Boundless coldness and endless blood gradually enveloped her.

When I opened my eyes again, everything went back to the night before.

She looked dazed for a moment, as if she understood the purpose of this first level of inheritance.

Around me are the simple and clear voices of the villagers.

Their lives are hard, but everyone has good expectations for the future.

Living hard and clumsily.

But God is unfair and still unwilling to let them go.

Song Wanning clenched her fists.

The bits and pieces of their more than ten years of interaction kept replaying in his mind, and his determination to save the villagers became more and more determined.

So she began the cycle again and again.

Killed and reborn.

Killed and reborn.

Over and over again, without end.

Half a year has passed by in a flash.

Song Wanning was still in seclusion, but a major event happened in the Wentian Sect recently.

"Have you heard? Uncle Ye successfully refined a fifth-grade elixir yesterday!!!"

"Hiss! Is this true? You can refine a fifth-grade elixir so quickly?"

"That's right. I heard that Senior Sister Ye just started practicing half a year ago, and in just half a year she was able to refine a fifth-grade elixir. She's truly a natural alchemist!"

"Too amazing! Senior Sister Ye is the true genius in alchemy!"

"That's right, I'm the heir of the Medicine King Sect!"

The disciples of Wentian Sect were talking at once, with a glint in their eyes.

"And Senior Sister Ye is kind and beautiful, and she even offered to give pills to ordinary disciples like us!"

Although Master Song was a master of alchemy, the elixirs he refined were not suitable for them.

Senior Sister Ye was different. She actually gave a lot of pills to everyone.

"Senior Sister Ye is truly generous. Unlike some people who have to kneel down just to ask for a pill!"

Looking back at Song Wanning's excessive demands now, she seems more and more like a villain who bullies others by relying on her ability to refine pills.

He even forced a banished immortal like Master Gu to kneel down. He is truly heartless.

"That's right! I heard that Senior Sister Ye is going to give away medicine again today. Let's go and take a look. Maybe it will be our turn!"

"Let's go and have a look!"

A large group of disciples quickly surrounded Ye Chuxue's medicine shop, blocking the way.

Soon, Ye Chuxue came out with a plate in her hand, looking very happy.

I am indeed a genius!!!
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