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

Chapter 76 An Ze is dead!
Not everyone is cruel and ruthless, and not everyone can kill their father and teacher!
Her parenting methods may be problematic, but the bigger reason is that they have bad character and are selfish.

If it were someone else, the ending might not be like this.

Song Wanning lowered her eyes, and when she raised her head again, the murderous intent in her eyes was captivating.

The confusion in his heart was finally resolved, and Anze no longer had any reason to exist.

"Even if you...save me...I...will never...forgive you..."

An Ze didn't understand the deep meaning in Song Wanning's eyes, and thought she regretted it and wanted to accept him back.

He was proud and happy in his heart, but he still couldn't help but take advantage of Qiao and put on a condescending attitude.

How miserable was he when he was expelled from the sect?
How many times have you been looked down upon?

All of this was caused by Song Wanning, so he naturally wouldn't let it go easily.

But he didn't plan to make things difficult for Song Wanning. After all, falling from a true disciple to an inner disciple was a huge gap.

He dreams of returning to Yunxiao Peak and continuing to be the true master of Xiaosha!
"laugh--!"

Song Wanning laughed out loud in surprise, obviously not expecting An Ze to be so arrogant.

In the previous life, everything went smoothly with the protagonist group. In this life, even though he encountered setbacks, he is still so naive...

Really funny.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, "Do you think I came here to save you?"

An Ze snorted coldly, his eyes disdainful, "Isn't it...?

She is just being stubborn!
"I'm so sorry, I didn't come here to save you."

Song Wanning put away her smile, and a cold light flashed from her eyes.

"I am only thinking of the relationship between us as master and disciple... and am giving you a ride."

The smug look on An Ze's face froze for a moment, "You...you...said...what..."

He twisted his neck in shock, thinking he had misheard.

But when the murderous intent like a hunting knife hung over his head, he was finally convinced that Song Wanning wanted to kill him.

How can it be?

Song Wanning once loved him so much!
If she is wronged, she will stand up for herself!
Pills, spirit stones, talismans, magic tools, whatever you want, I will give it to you!
Even if they were no longer master and disciple, how could she bear to do that to herself?

An Ze was shocked and angry, his mind in a mess.

“You…you…dare!!!”

He was scared.

Song Wanning looked at him as if she was looking at a corpse, with a terrifying coldness.

No!

He doesn't want to die!

"You can't... kill me!!"

The fear made him forget the pain in his body, and he even had more strength to speak.

He tried to intimidate Song Wanning with a fierce look, but it was useless.

He thought about the sect again and immediately brought it out angrily, threatening, "I... I set up a soul lamp in the sect. If anything goes wrong... it will be discovered immediately--!"

"You...when that time comes...if you kill your fellow disciples, you will definitely be expelled from the sect!"

An Ze was panting heavily, his face was pale, and his body was shaking.

I don’t know whether I’m afraid or angry.

Song Wanning took out something from the storage ring and played with it in her hand as if she was looking at a clown.

"Is that what you mean?"

She curled the corners of her lips slightly and turned the soul lamp upside down in a playful manner.

"Don't--!"

An Ze was shocked and his eyes bulged with anger, as if they were about to pop out of the frame.

"You...you...you actually..."

His chest heaved violently, his vision went dark, and he was so angry that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

So vicious!

It’s so vicious!
How could Song Wanning bring out the soul lamp?
Now even if he died, the sect would be unaware and would not be able to find the murderer!

"What am I?"

Song Wanning sighed, "Have you forgotten that this soul lamp was left for you by me?"

A soul lamp retains a strand of the cultivator's soul, monitoring the disciple's safety in real time. If the lamp extinguishes, it signifies death. Within each major sect, only inner disciples are eligible to retain soul lamps; the lives of outer disciples and menial servants are not of much concern.

This is the cruelty of the world of cultivation.

Without strength and qualifications, you will only be despised.

An Ze was the one who left the soul lamp with her own hands. In order to protect them, she always carried the soul lamp with her and did not leave it in the sect.

Now seeing An Ze shouting and yelling, this soul lamp seemed even more ironic and ridiculous.

Song Wanning's mouth drooped, and she had lost her patience.

She took a step back with a cold expression, and withdrew the pressure on her body. Then she saw the suppressed Wumeng beast suddenly jump up and pounce on Anze with strong murderous intent.

"what--!"

A large piece of flesh was torn off An Ze in an instant, and he howled in pain.

Song Wanning actually let him die!
He was completely scared.

He no longer cares about dignity or hatred.

As long as I can survive, as long as I can survive!
"Master... Master... please save me..."

"Please—ah!"

The Wumeng beast stepped on his calf, and the calf bones instantly turned into debris. The flesh was also split in two by its sharp nails and lay limply on top.

"Master, save..."

An Ze's body twisted in pain, his eyeballs bulged, and he looked terrifyingly hideous.

He regretted it!

If I had pleaded with Song Wan Ning at the beginning, would the ending have been different?
He regretted it!

If he didn't help Senior Sister Ye, he would still be a high and mighty true disciple.

He really regretted it!!!
"I...was wrong...Pfft!"

The Wumeng beast slapped his abdomen with one claw, and the sharp claws directly pulled out his intestines.

His eyes widened and he could no longer speak.

The Wumeng beast ruthlessly tore it apart, piece by piece...

The pain was so extreme that only numbness remained. An Ze stared at Song Wanning with bloodshot eyes, unwillingly.

In her eyes, there was not a single bit of heartache.

Not even the sympathy of strangers...

She looked at it as if it were garbage, coldly and without any emotion.

why?
They were once master and apprentice!

"laugh--"

The Wumeng beast dug out the heart with one claw.

An Ze's body shook, twitched a few times, and then he became completely motionless.

The soul lamp suddenly went out.

His eyes were fixed on Song Wanning, as if she was the culprit.

The Wumeng beast continued to move, opening its bloody mouth and tearing the corpse into pieces before eating it.

Until only a pool of blood remained.

Song Wanning then raised her brows slightly and exclaimed.

"What a shame."

"A genius with only one spiritual root."

A hint of mockery flashed in her eyes, and she turned the soul lamp into ashes with her own hands.

From then on, she and An Ze were even, and no one owed the other anything.

Looking far away in the direction of Wentian Sect, Song Wanning's smile deepened.

The situation of Wentian Sect is serious now, and it is a good time to take action.

Most of the disciples of the Wentian Sect are innocent, and she doesn't want to be stained with too much blood, so making the Wentian Sect fall into decline and fall from the altar is the best way.

but……

Some people have made great efforts and naturally have to pay a price.

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