Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Meng Yan regained a lot of energy after waking up. He sat up and drank a sip of water. Bad memories immediately came to his mind.

As the leader of the Ghost Demon Pavilion, he was always the one being courted by others. But he did not expect that he would fall into the hands of a well-known man in black. Damn it, he did not even figure out who the other person was!

Thinking of this, the nameless fire in his heart burned even more fiercely, as if it was going to burn him to ashes.

He thought again of how he had fled in such a panic, and felt suddenly ashamed. How could he survive in front of other people in the future?

At this time, Gui San stepped forward and asked with concern: "Master, how do you feel? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?" Looking at the Pavilion Master's gloomy face, Gui San thought that the Pavilion Master must have encountered something big, otherwise he would not... It was better for him not to ask too much.

"You guys go down first. This Pavilion Master wants to have a good rest. Remember, don't report my situation back to the Meng family. Also, if Rosen comes back, let him come to see me immediately."

"Yes, I'll take my leave. Master, please have a good rest." Gui San and the other two said in unison, then respectfully left the room.

Rosen, his three subordinates, and Meng Ping's five men were hiding in a dilapidated temple. The temple had obviously been in disrepair for many years, with mottled walls and several broken roofs, allowing only a few rays of light to seep in. The temple was filled with an old atmosphere, which made people feel inexplicably depressed.

Meng Ping moved his body and finally recovered. He slowly moved closer to Rosen. Rosen looked the best of the five. He was pale and sat cross-legged in a corner with his eyes closed, meditating to recover from his injuries.

Startled by the sound, Rosen opened his eyes, a look of concern flashed across his face, and then he returned to his indifferent expression.

"How are your injuries? Are you feeling better?"

"Thank you for your concern, Captain Luo. I took the healing pills and I feel much better now. Captain Luo, I know you have used up all the healing pills, but I still have a few here. You should take them quickly. Brothers, take one too, so you can recover sooner and go back earlier." As he spoke, Meng Ping handed the porcelain bottle to Rosen and looked at him hopefully.

His elixir was a high-level elixir specially given to him by the young master when he was in a good mood. It was not something that ordinary people could get easily.

The three assassins of the Ghost Demon Pavilion nearby were still seriously injured, and their powers had not yet recovered. They leaned against the wall with their heads drooping weakly. When they heard that there was a pill, they immediately stared at the porcelain bottle in Meng Ping's hand with shining eyes, and immediately ignored the pain in their bodies, stretched forward and looked at Rosen's side, the meaning in their eyes was self-evident.

Rosen's eyes flashed slightly, and he took the pill from Meng Ping's hand. With a cold face, he said "hmm" in a cold voice.

He stuffed a pill into his mouth, and it melted in his mouth, exerting its effect quickly, and the tightness in his chest gradually dissipated. He exhaled deeply.

He looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand, rubbed it twice, and the next moment put it into his storage ring.

"Hmm? Boss Luo, you..." Meng Ping looked at Luo Sen in confusion. The three killers next to him immediately looked at him with hope in their eyes. They originally thought that Boss Luo would give them a healing pill.

result……

It was indeed their extravagant hope. The three of them suddenly felt helpless and disappointed, even a little resentful, as if the whole world had become gloomy.

Meng Ping frowned and stared at Rosen, trying to find some clues from his expression. However, Rosen's face remained calm and did not reveal any emotion. This made Meng Ping confused and he did not know how to deal with this situation next.

"Boss Luo, why don't you give the three brothers..."

"Since it has been given to me, it belongs to me. I don't need you to have any say on how to do it."

"This..." Meng Ping turned his head stiffly and looked at the three killers with the word "Sha" in their names, indicating that he was also powerless.

The atmosphere around them became increasingly tense, and Meng Ping felt mixed emotions. Time seemed to have frozen, and everyone was waiting for a result, except for the three killers, who looked helpless and confused.

As time passed, Rosen felt that his divine power had almost recovered. He stood up and stretched his hands and feet. Without even looking at Meng Ping, he walked straight to the three people.

"You want pills? Don't you know how badly you've been injured? Even if you take pills, it's impossible for you to recover. High-level pills are so hard to come by, so don't waste them. You...just go ahead," Rosen said as a cold light flashed in his hand.

With a whoosh, a beam of cold light flashed across the necks of the three people at a speed so fast that it was astonishing. This beam of cold light was like the sickle of the god of death, ruthlessly harvesting lives.

The three of them stared with eyes wide open, full of astonishment and disbelief. They couldn't understand why Luo, whom they had always respected, would kill them. They thought they were Rosen's confidants, but they didn't expect to become his victims in the end.

There was a sinister light flashing in Rosen's eyes. He looked at the three fallen bodies in front of him with indifference, without any ripples in his heart.

"Master Luo, how can you..." Meng Ping widened his eyes in shock. It was too late to stop him. He never expected that Master Luo would attack his own people.

Meng Ping stared blankly at the cold and ruthless figure in front of him, his heart filled with confusion and loss. Weren't they partners who had experienced life and death together? How could he just kill him? Why did Luo become so cold and ruthless? He had clearly felt warmth from him before.

"Why is this happening?" Meng Ping murmured to himself, with a hint of pain and confusion in his voice.

"Is this the true side of the people in Guisha Pavilion?"

He stood up shakily, and with a trembling body, he stepped back, away from the ruthless figure. He tried to calm himself down, telling himself not to trust anyone easily.

Rosen naturally heard the man behind him asking and answering his own questions, and naturally guessed his reaction. He quickly restrained the sharp aura in his body, and the indifference on his face was gone.

He turned around slowly, looked at Meng Ping with complicated eyes, and said after a while,

"From now on, change your name and leave Guisha Pavilion and the Meng family. You are free. From now on, the sky is high and the birds fly freely, and the sea is wide and the fish jump freely.

I remember your mother's last name was Chen. You were still a baby when she passed away. In a blink of an eye, you have grown up. From now on, your last name should be Chen. Live well, and your parents will rest in peace.

High-level elixirs are hard to come by, so keep them and don’t give them to others so easily in the future.” After saying that, Rosen threw the porcelain bottle back into Meng Ping’s hands. The next moment, a white light flashed, and Rosen’s figure disappeared from the spot.

Meng Ping was left extremely shocked and confused. Oh, no, from now on, Chen Ping will have to stand still, staring at the place where Rosen disappeared for a long time.

So long that it seems like the end of time.