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Chapter 1837 [Evil] My Fairness

"If you kill Xue Yanshu, then your only apprentice will probably be buried with him."

It's about the most peaceful threat in the world.

Xia Fuyi paused for a while.

At this moment, Mu Ningqing's ears were buzzing, and she couldn't understand what the sect master said at all, only vaguely heard the word "disciple".

Severe pain surged up from inside his body, making him feel as if he had returned to the time when he was nearly beaten to death by his adoptive father a few years ago.

He didn't call for help that time because he knew no one would come to save him.

But this time he knew that his little master was not far away.

His muddled thoughts seemed to grab a spider's thread. He stretched out his hand with difficulty, and the rain poured into his ears and eyes from all directions. He didn't even know where he stretched out his hand for help. Stretched out wearily.

He opened his mouth, his weak call was drowned in the sound of rain,

"Small, master—"

Xia Fuyi stared fixedly at the sect master, the faint call came to her ears, but it didn't seem to have any effect on her, she didn't even glance at Mu Ningqing.

"For you, Fuyan's status in Tianji Sect is not as good as Xueyanshu's, so even if Xueyanshu kills Fuyan, he doesn't have to pay with his life."

"But to me, even if it's you who killed Fuyan, you have to die, and those who hinder me should also die."

Xia Fuyi looked at the door master, his expression and voice were blurred by the rain, adding a layer of coolness,

"Our fairness is different, Sect Master."

"But I decided to abide by my fairness."

A cold light flashed past, and scarlet blood spattered ferociously in the rain.

And in the puddle by the wall, Mu Ningqing's outstretched hand also slowly dropped down.

The cold rain spread from the empty arm into the heart, a bone-piercing cold.

Still no one will save me.

Mu Ningqing twitched the corners of her mouth drowsily in the icy cold.

From now on, never reach out to anyone again.

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Mu Ningqing passed out.

And in that heavy rain, only the sect master and Xia Fuyi were left standing opposite each other.

The rainwater slid down from the blade, and the blood mixed with water hung from the tip of the sword for a moment before hitting the ground with a clatter.

The door master's gaze was fixed on Xue Yanshu's face. That originally smooth and beautiful face had been scratched with countless deep and shallow scars at this moment, and the skin and flesh were rolled into a hideous and ugly appearance. Unrecognizable.

"Should I say you are kind, or should I say you are cruel?"

The door master slowly looked away and looked at Xia Fuyi.

"It's a pity that Mu Ningqing has passed out and doesn't know your retreat. When he wakes up, he will only think that his master killed Xue Yanshu regardless of his life, and Xue Yanshu is still alive only because of the treatment. Just in time. And I won't tell him anything."

"It doesn't matter."

Xia Fuyi uttered three words coldly.

"Xue Yanshu will live a life that is worse than death from now on, and I will always come to kill her again."

Saying that, the girl took a step back slowly and vigilantly.

"Kill her again?"

In the pouring rain, the man smiled lightly.

This is his first smile of the day.

Even in the rain, it is still gorgeous and romantic, but a bit cold and fuzzy,
"Do you think you can escape?"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

The long clothes were evaporated dry by internal force in an instant, and the sleeves of the clothes danced in the rain without wind, and the sound of the rain became quiet in an instant.

(End of this chapter)