Quickly wear: Crazy criticize the host for her hard heart!

At the entrance of the Taoist temple, Xue Yuke stepped out of the sedan chair.

The Taoist priest who was seeing guests off at the door was shocked when he saw her: "Ah, this is... the witch from the Zhu family is here!"

There was chaos in the Taoist temple, with Taoist priests and pilgrims running around to avoid, obviously frightened by the word "witch".

Xue Yuke narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although it seemed that everyone in the Taoist temple was in danger now, she felt that there was some element of acting in it.

Even if there is a portrait of her circulating in the world, it still needs to be identified. The Taoist priest at the door shouted too quickly.

The play is not good.

"An'an, let's go in first."

Liang Lanyu came over and hugged Xue Yuke's shoulders, blocking the scene in the Taoist temple intentionally or unintentionally.

"Don't worry about other people's opinions. As long as your mother is here, no one can touch you."

Xue Yuke looked up and showed an innocent smile: "Mom, you are so kind."

Zhu Zhong and Liang Lanyu entered the Taoist temple with blood jade.

The original owner has walked through the stone steps inside the temple countless times.

At that time, the Taoist priest taught her martial arts, and she had to climb up and down ten times every morning and evening to exercise her physical fitness.

How many steps are there in total? The original owner knows exactly which stone steps are broken. She even remembered how many trees and bushes of grass were planted beside the stone steps, and how many nests of birds lived in the trees.

This Qingyuan Taoist Temple, like Zhu Mansion, is equivalent to the second home of the original owner.

Finally passing the last step, the ancient Taoist temple appeared in front of the three of them.

Xue Yuke stood still with a smile on his face. He turned to look at Liang Lanyu and Zhu Zhong: "Back to Qingyuan Taoist Temple again, this feeling is really..."

"Do you miss me very much? In fact, mother can also guess that the Taoist Master was so kind to you, you must have different feelings for this place."

Liang Lanyu smiled gently and spoke softly.

"Unfortunately, it is different after all."

Hearing Xue Yuke's words, Liang Lanyu and Zhu Zhong were both stunned: "What did you say?"

Xue Yuke faced the two men and took a step back: "Actually, I have always been curious about why I told you about my previous life for so long and you didn't say anything, but you suddenly asked me to bring you to visit the Taoist Priest. Woolen cloth?"

Zhu Zhong smiled: "An An is curious about this matter."

Although he tried his best to relax, Xue Yuke still saw that his face was twitching slightly nervously.

"My parents have been discussing this matter before, but there are too many things at home during this time, so they have been delayed. An An, don't think too much, let's go in and see the Taoist priest you mentioned."

Xue Yuke raised his eyebrows noncommittally, ignored the two of them, and walked up to the Taoist temple.

Zhu Zhong and Liang Lanyu looked at each other and followed closely behind her.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the hall, a cold light flashed in front of him.

An old man wearing a Taoist robe and an immortal spirit stabbed at Xue Yuke with a long sword.

Xue Yuke's eyes widened slightly: "Master!"

She dodged, took out the stick and opened the sword.

Taoist Master Xuan Kong's face was covered with frost, and he shouted angrily: "Witch, stop screaming, who is your master!"

He was about to attack again. Xue Yuke was sad and panicked. He didn't want to fight Taoist Master Xuankong at all, so he turned around and left the palace.

But Zhu Zhong and Liang Lanyu closed the door tightly.

The moment she closed the door, she saw the sadness on their faces: "An'an, I'm sorry, my parents can't help it, don't blame us!"

"boom!"

The palace door was closed, and the remaining brilliance of the setting sun was blocked outside the heavy iron door.

In the darkness, all the expressions on Xue Yuke's face disappeared, replaced by an interested smile.

"Finally, it's here."

"Chong!"

Taoist priest Xuankong's sword was stopped by Xue Yuke, who raised his stick casually.

She turned around and used some skill on her wrist, and the long sword was broken just like that!

Taoist Master Xuankong was shocked and backed away.

Xue Yuke followed up slowly.

"Taoist Master Xuankong, who gave you the courage to think you can beat me?"

Xuan Kong's face was full of horror.

Didn't the letter from the Zhu family say that the witch was taught all martial arts by him, and that only he could defeat her? But why, he didn't even get past her with two moves!

Not to mention, he doesn't know how to use a stick at all.

Could it be that the Zhu family was lying to him?

But if the Zhu family lied to him, the God of Destiny would never do it...

In the system space, Zhu Wuan was so shocked that he was speechless.

"No...how is this possible..."

The master she felt the most guilty and admired the most in her heart actually attacked her before they even met her in this life?

And her parents seem to be complicit too!

Why……

Zhu Wuan couldn't accept this fact.

If so, then who is she and what are these people for?

Is it...

Xiaohei sighed faintly: "You have guessed it, it is not an accident that Zhu Zhong saved you, they have also seen the God of Destiny. Since you know that everything you have experienced was arranged by the God of Destiny, Then why do you think it was a coincidence that Zhu Zhong saved you?"

Zhu Wuan clenched his fists tightly and slowly stood up from the ground.

The hatred in her heart had never been so strong as at this moment.

What she thought was family affection and kindness turned out to be all drama, and she was the only one who gave all her emotions.

The supposed kindness and implication were just the last link that dragged her into the situation and the last straw that drove her crazy.

So what is true?

What is the meaning of her existence?

How dare the God of Destiny dare to call himself God when he plays with people's destiny in the palm of his hands like this!

The atmosphere in the main hall was solemn.

Although Taoist Master Xuankong was surprised, he quickly suppressed all his emotions.

It doesn't matter if he can't beat him, as long as their goal can be achieved.

Xuankong looked upright and stared at Xue Yuke with hatred: "Witch, how many people's blood have been stained on your hands and how many people's lives have been carried on your hands! I will get rid of you today and bring justice to the common people!"

He threw away the broken sword and charged forward empty-handed.

The smile on Xue Yuke's face remained unchanged, and he slowly raised his long stick: "I call you master, you really treat yourself as a dish."

"It's really... looking for death!"

She swung the dog beating stick violently, her body was like lightning, and the shadow of the stick hit Xuan Kong's left leg.

Xuan Kong endured the severe pain and used his inner strength to slap Xue Yuke's heart with his palm.

Xue Yuke picked up her long stick, and Xuan Kong's arm was rolled into the stick flower and twisted into a twist.

"what!"

Xuankong finally couldn't help it and let out a cry of pain.

After that, there was a wonderful human body contortion show.

It's a pity that there is no audience.

All the bones in Xuankong's body were broken, and his limbs were twisted behind him in an extremely weird posture. His tongue was pulled out, his ears were smashed to pieces, and only a pair of eyes looked at the world intact.

"Ahhh!"

He could only make shrill screams and could no longer say a word.

Xue Yuke walked to the door and opened it.

Outside the door, Taoist priests, pilgrims and Jianghu people hired by Zhu Zhong all lined up to wait.

Zhu Zhong and Liang Lanyu stood at the front.