Chapter 67 Taming the Pearl
Now he has slandered Master again and again.

It made him feel so strange.

But deep down in his heart, Bai Yang still cherishes the affection they had in the past and doesn't want to be separated from Ye Chuxue.

Everyone has their own difficulties sometimes, and he will try to find a way to reconcile slowly, and maybe one day in the future, the two of them will be able to shake hands and make peace.

But Ye Chuxue did not feel Bai Yang's "good intentions".

Her heart sank to the bottom little by little, and her eyes gradually became silent.

My original love for Bai Yang also plummeted at this moment, and I only regretted that I had been wrong in the past.

Bai Yang has been brainwashed by Song Wanning.

This idiot doesn't deserve my love.

"I see."

She closed her eyes indifferently, feeling desolate in her heart.

No one believed her, no one.

She is still the lonely one.

Ye Chuxue pursed her lips, feeling extremely aggrieved.

How she wished her master could be by her side at this moment...

"Senior Sister Ye, I believe what you said is true, don't be sad!"

An Ze noticed Ye Chuxue's forbearance and discomfort, and quickly held her hand tightly.

"I believe you, really!"

What could a scheming villain like Song Wanning not do?
Senior Sister Ye definitely didn’t lie.

Even facing Bai Yang's dissatisfied look, he remained firm.

Ye Chuxue trembled when she heard this, and a tear rolled down the corner of her eye.

Who would have thought that An Ze was the only one who believed her.

She silently clenched her fists, and her hatred for Song Wanning gradually deepened.

One day, she will surpass Song Wanning.

One day, Song Wanning would kneel down and beg for mercy.

One day, she will make all these people regret it!!!
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In the Song family courtyard, Song Wanning had just rushed home and saw the bead jumping around in the house, looking quite happy.

The Dan fire did not cause any damage to it, but made it shine even brighter.

Song Wanning paused, her expression becoming quite subtle.

I originally thought that I would destroy it if I couldn't get it, but now it seems that this bead is a good treasure, and it would be a pity if it was destroyed.

She had to find a way to completely conquer it, tame it, and use it for her own benefit.

If it really cannot be realized in the end, it’s not too late to destroy it!

As he walked into the house, Zhuzi sensed someone coming and immediately hid on the beam.

Although it had no expression and no consciousness, Song Wanning felt the provocation from the other party.

It seemed to be saying arrogantly: See, that little thing of yours can't hurt me at all, you piece of trash!
The curve of Song Wanning's lips deepened, and her gentle smile made Zhuzi shiver uncontrollably!

not good!

dangerous!
Zhuzi wanted to escape immediately because he always felt that this human was scary.

"Want to escape?"

"late."

Song Wanning flew forward and quickly grabbed the bead in her palm.

No matter how the bead struggled, it could not escape, and finally it could only be torn to pieces in her palm, looking half dead.

Staring at the beads in her palm, various ways of taming them kept popping up in her mind.

But in her opinion, the method of taming monsters is most suitable for this bead.

It has a favorite owner, and no matter how hard you try to please him, it will be useless. Instead, he will be looked down upon, which will not be worth the loss.

It would be better to suppress it directly with violence.

If you don't agree, then do it.

Do it until it submits! As soon as she said it, Song Wanning brought the beads to the Song family's confinement room.

This place was originally used to imprison disciples who had made mistakes. It was completely isolated from the outside world and no one could open it without a jade token.

Now that there is no one in the confinement room, Song Wanning can do whatever she wants without attracting anyone's attention.

When the solitary confinement room was opened, there was no light in the extremely dark room, only the faint flow of air, alternating between different corners.

"Rumble--"

The door gradually closed, and Song Wanning took out the beads. The dark room suddenly burst into a dazzling light, filling the entire confinement room with light.

She loosened her fingers slightly, and the beads immediately broke free and flew out.

As if sensing something was wrong, Zhuzi frantically fled around the room like a headless fly, unable to find a way out.

Seeing this, Song Wanning's eyes flickered, and the aura on her body also changed drastically at this moment. The aura of a superior pressed straight towards the bead.

She had a calm expression, and suddenly a long sword appeared in her hand, emitting a cold light.

A strong murderous intent instantly locked onto the bead.

Raise your hand and swing your sword.

Her sword art was like an endless mountain, pouring down towards the beads.

No matter how the bead rushed left and right, it was still easily trapped inside.

In the artistic conception, there is endless murderous intent, hundreds of sword lights constantly alternate and slash at the beads.

Song Wanning stood there holding a sword, seemingly motionless, but in fact her whole mind and soul were concentrated in the artistic conception.

She deliberately awakened the demonic energy in her body, and the crazy murderous intent burst out from the depths of her heart, almost drowning and swallowing her.

Before my eyes, there seemed to be only a sky full of blood.

It was as if he had returned to the moment when the Song family was slaughtered, his bones were ground to dust, and the villagers were wantonly slaughtered.

Countless evil spirits surrounded and submerged Song Wanning, making her look like Yama, extremely terrifying.

She drew her sword again, carrying endless hatred and murderous intent, and swung it out without reservation.

A sword.

A sword.

Another sword.

Like an unconscious robot, he vented the endless murderous intent in his heart.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the golden sword was boiling with fighting spirit, and as Song Wanning drew her sword again and again, it was filled with murderous intent.

Such a fierce killing state of mind made Zhuzi start to panic. It jumped up and down frantically in the state of mind, trying desperately to avoid the sword light, but found that there was no way to escape.

Countless sword intentions struck her, and the bead trembled violently, and couldn't help falling down.

It tried to steady itself, but was met with a new wave of attack.

The terrifying sword light struck its body one after another, making it unable to maintain its stability.

But it is still uncomfortable and will not give in.

This sword intent is indeed more powerful than the elixir fire, but so what?
As long as it doesn't want to, mere humans can't control it!
Zhuzi continued to hide in defiance of the evil, and seemed to be getting more courageous as the battle went on. He even deliberately provoked Song Wanning, intending to drive her crazy and completely be devoured by her inner demons.

But it ultimately underestimated Song Wanning.

There were no pearls in her eyes at this moment, and she even forgot her original intention.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the figure of Immortal Lord Mo Yang appeared again.

A stunning sword that created the world and shook the soul.

Another sword, destroying the world and making people feel despair.

The tall and majestic figure, the indifferent back standing with a sword in hand, makes people willing to surrender just by looking at it.

This is the power of the Supreme Sword Master.

Song Wanning stood there in a daze, her mind extremely shocked.

Just now, she actually felt the desire to surrender...

Even though she had knelt down and begged for mercy from those people for her family in her previous life, she had never had such an idea.

This sword is so terrifying.

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