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

Chapter 75 It’s only natural that you should be nice to me!

Baiyoucao is a magical medicine that can be used to make Baiyoudan.

It is rumored that Baiyoudan can cure all kinds of poisons and is a miracle drug for healing and saving lives.

Now that Senior Sister Ye is imprisoned in the Erosion Wind Tunnel, the only thing he can do is to find this medicine and give her a surprise when she comes out!
He also wanted to prove to Song Wanning that even without her Tianyuan Yangxin Pill, Senior Sister Ye could still get better.

"No, no, you heard wrong! There is no Baiyou grass!"

The people at the next table waved their hands nervously, their attempt to hide something only made it more obvious, which immediately dispelled An Ze's worries.

His expression lit up with joy, and he excitedly left the inn, heading towards the mountain that the man had mentioned without thinking.

Little did he know that as soon as he left, the people at the next table looked at each other and smiled triumphantly.

He is indeed an impulsive fool.

……

It was ten days later when An Ze arrived at the mountains. He was exhausted and out of breath, but he was quite excited.

The mountain in front of him is called Ghost Mountain. It is said that it was a battlefield and burial ground tens of millions of years ago, with corpses everywhere and resentment everywhere.

Later, ghost cultivators appeared and disturbed people's peace.

It was not until ten thousand years ago that it completely subsided.

There are no ghosts in Ghost Mountain now, but there are many treasures.

He took a spiritual pill, looked at the mountain with a determined look, and plunged into it.

"Hundred You Grass... Hundred You Grass..."

An Ze searched for Baiyoucao along the path and gradually entered the deep mountains.

A stick of incense later, Song Wanning appeared at the foot of the mountain with an indifferent expression.

Looking at the mountains in front of her, her hands trembled unconsciously, and the tragic scenes of her previous life emerged in front of her eyes.

Anze, she had wanted to deal with it for a long time.

Now that her uncle has ascended to heaven, she no longer has any worries and naturally will not hold back.

...

Deep in Ghost Mountain, An Ze's expression became increasingly serious, and he couldn't help but mutter.

"Is this the place those two people were talking about? Why haven't I seen it after searching for so long?"

"Did I go in the wrong direction?"

Those two had clearly described it, and he had come here according to their instructions...

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, suddenly, a strange movement came into his ears.

"Who?"

An Ze was startled and before he could turn around, he was suddenly knocked away.

He pulled out his magic weapon in panic, but the thing hit him again and knocked the magic weapon away.

"what--!"

He screamed in shock and hit a huge rock beside him hard, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, and his entire lungs were shaken.

He turned around with a look of fear, only to find that it was actually a Wumeng beast.

The Wumeng beast is described as ugly, with messy facial features and three thick, sharp horns on its head, which are covered with dirt.

Looking at the fur on its neck, his pupils suddenly shrank.

This beast has reached level five!

That’s combat power comparable to the Jindan stage!

An Ze ran away without thinking.

There are actually high-level monsters here. Why didn’t those two people tell him?

hateful!

He cursed the two men as he ran away, feeling extremely frightened.

But the Wumeng beast had been hungry for a long time, so how could it let its prey escape?

Soon, Anze was killed by the Wumeng beast and was on the verge of death.

Screams echoed throughout the mountains and forests. The Wumeng beast used its huge claws to continuously slap Anze, causing him to bleed profusely and his bones to break.

All the flesh on their bodies was rotten, and some even turned into minced meat, which was extremely scary.

"Do not--!"

Anze yelled.

If the claws from above his head fell, he would surely die on the spot.

He is not willing!

He can't die here!
He still has grudges to avenge and favors to repay.

I must not die here.

At the critical moment, a figure descended from the sky, and its imposing presence alone suppressed the Wumeng Beast, rendering it unable to move. An Ze breathed a sigh of relief when his claws failed to land, and lay on the ground in terror, his heart trembling.

"Thank you so much... yeah..."

Before he could finish his words, the figure turned around and it was Song Wanning.

He was stunned for a moment.

"division……"

The master blurted out subconsciously, but he quickly took it back.

An Ze's face fell, "How...how...is it...you..."

Even in such danger, he still turned his eyes away proudly, but in his heart he was thinking that Song Wanning had arrived and he was finally safe.

Even though she had been expelled from the sect, Song Wanning was still worried about him, otherwise she would not have appeared here.

An Ze was very proud. How could Song Wanning be willing to give up on him when he was so outstanding?

"I came here to ask you a question." Song Wanning stared at the seriously injured An Ze, a faint light flashing in her eyes.

"Why do you care so much about Ye Chuxue?"

An Ze didn't like Ye Chuxue, but he stood up for her, searched for medicine, and even killed his master for her.

She also wanted to find out.

An Ze twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard that, grimacing in pain.

"Ye...is on a...mission...save...my...life..."

With a touch of arrogance and pride, he spoke haltingly about the connection between the two.

Song Wanning understood, this was exactly what she expected.

"Then is this man not good to you?"

She asked the question that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time.

Everyone has seven emotions and six desires, and she is the same.

How can we not care about the sacrifices made in our previous lives?

If she didn't care, she wouldn't hate him so much in this life.

So, she also asked for a result.

Song Wanning's question startled An Ze for a moment, and then he looked at her with a puzzled expression, "Isn't it...supposed...that...you...should...be...nice...to...me?"

"If you weren't... impressed by my... qualifications... you... wouldn't... accept... me..."

For him, Song Wanning took him in as her disciple because of his qualifications, so it was only natural for her to treat him well. Both parties had their own interests.

But Ye Chuxue is different.

She is nice to herself for no reason.

Simply because she is kind.

An Ze blurted out the truth.

Song Wanning was in a trance for a moment.

In her previous life, she was being hunted and hid in the Ghost Mountain. In times of danger, she sent messages to several of her disciples.

At that time, she didn't know how many people had betrayed her, and she fantasized that her disciples would come to save her.

In the moment of despair, An Ze appeared.

I thought I was waiting for reinforcements, but I didn't expect to be met with murder.

"Master, I have heard that you have entered the devil's way. Today I see that it is indeed true. You must return to the sect with me immediately to receive punishment!"

"It's not that I don't believe it, but the demonic energy in you is so strong that I can tell at a glance!"

"Don't want to go back? Haha, then don't blame me for putting justice before my own family!"

……

An Ze attacked her without caring about the relationship between master and disciple, and there was no respect in his eyes.

As it is now.

Song Wanning suddenly smiled and suddenly realized.

No matter whether it was Bai Yang, who was raised by her own hands, or An Ze, who was mostly taken care of by his senior brothers, they all raised their knives against each other because of her excessive doting.

Because of doting and never expecting anything in return, they become unscrupulous.

They even took her efforts for granted and showed little gratitude.

After being possessed by the devil, he killed himself under the slogan of eliminating demons, defending the truth, and eradicating dissidents in order to gild himself.

She was wrong.

But the fault is not in being nice to them.

The mistake was in accepting them in.

(End of this chapter)