Poor girl is hated by everyone, villains drive her crazy

It was Zhao Hunyuan who once again came forward on behalf of Qingxin and came in front of Zhong Xian.

"Zhong Wenyu, your persistence now is meaningless. You should understand that handing over your soul to our sect is a matter of honor to your family. We will build a monument of immortality for you so that you can be worshipped by future generations."

Zhong Xian lowered his head and seemed to laugh.

He was extremely weak, but he used a very weak voice to express his contempt softly:

“Bring honor to our family? You’ve harmed the people in my city, killed my best friend, and taken my soul. You’re worse than animals… If I obey you, my ancestors will jump out of their graves and slap me in the face.”

At this point, he laughed first.

Then he started coughing violently, and more blood gushed out of his mouth.

He won't survive.

But no matter what, he could not hand over his soul to Zhao Hunyuan.

With him here to attract the attention of the Immortal Sect, the people of Qiuluo City still have a chance to buy time to leave, but if he hands over his soul, then in order to keep it secret, the Immortal Sect will definitely find and kill everyone at all costs.

The world of the blind is empty, but for some reason, he can occasionally catch a glimpse of white in his eyes that cannot see.

It flashed by, and then darkness returned, like an illusion.

Is this another magic from the immortal sect?

Zhong Xian's contemptuous words made Zhao Hunyuan's face turn blue and purple. He kicked Zhong Xian in anger and shouted, "You are a lowly mortal. Who allowed you to talk to me like this?"

Seeing Zhong Xian curled up, almost unable to breathe, and almost losing consciousness, he let out a little anger and said in a cold voice:

"Zhong Wenyu, you are the one who refused to accept my toast. Do you think we can do nothing as long as you insist?"

As he spoke, he bit his palm, gathered dark spiritual energy in his hand, and forced it into Zhong Xian's blood-stained forehead.

Then Zhong Xian let out a scream of extreme pain. Due to exhaustion, his voice gradually became weaker, but the pain did not diminish.

For cultivators like Zhao Hunyuan who have received instruction from the God of War, controlling a mortal is too easy.

He performed the spell with one hand and cut the chains that bound Zhong Xian with the other. At the same time, he gave Zhong Xian an order through his mind:

"Zhong Wenyu, I will lend you some of my power. Go find the mortals you hid and kill them all."

Qinglian, who was standing by, saw Zhao Hunyuan's move, took out a sword from his storage ring and threw it at Zhong Xian's feet.

The bell strings gradually quieted down, as if it had completely lost consciousness. Its body, which should have been unable to stand, staggered to its feet and picked up the sword on the ground.

"Let him go faster." Qingxin crossed his arms and yawned.

Upon hearing Qingxin's words, Zhao Hunyuan hurriedly said, "Hurry up, don't waste time, your actions now should not be affected by the pain!"

Zhong Xian is now half a cultivator, so killing some mortals is easy for him. Moreover, those mortals would definitely not expect that their most respected city lord would personally draw his sword and chop at them, so they probably wouldn't even be able to resist.

Who would have thought that Zhong Xian just stood there quietly, with his head down, his hands hanging motionlessly at his sides, without any movement.

Several seconds passed and Zhong Xian was as unresponsive as a dead person.

Zhao Hunyuan broke out in a cold sweat.

Afraid that Qingxin and the others would misunderstand that he was not doing his best, he immediately cursed and pushed Zhong Xian hard: "Didn't you hear me when I told you to hurry up!"

Who would have thought that after this push, Zhong Xian staggered back half a step and fell to the ground again, with his sword falling to the ground too.

Blood and tears were flowing out of Zhong Xian's eyes.

"I...can't do it. I can't do it."

He trembled and curled up, holding his head tightly.

Several people present were stunned.

"What happened? You didn't remove his consciousness?"

Qingzheng frowned and looked at Zhao Hunyuan.

Zhao Hunyuan quickly showed the wound on his hand that had not yet healed and said, "I removed it! I also issued new instructions! My spiritual energy is still controlling him!"

Qinglian curled his lips and said cheerfully: "The guys from the small sect are not up to the standard. They can't even use such a simple spell properly."

Zhao Hunyuan felt so embarrassed by being laughed at that he tried to inject spiritual energy into Zhong Xian again, but no matter how hard he tried, Zhong Xian would not obey.

"enough!"

Qingxin suddenly shouted, "Since I came to Qiuluo City, nothing has gone smoothly! You can't even control a mortal. No wonder the Sushan Sect is quite large but can't even get on the stage!"

As he spoke, Qingxin stepped forward, waved away Zhao Hunyuan, who was begging for mercy in a panic, and injected his spiritual energy into Zhong Xian's brain.

"Senior sister!" Qingzheng on the side hurriedly said: "You don't have to come in person to deal with such a lowly thing, I can do it."

Qingxin waved his hands and performed the same spell as Zhao Hunyuan. At the same time, he spoke in his mind amidst Zhong Xian's screams:

"Get up and kill all the mortals in Qiuluo City!"

Who would have thought that even after she took action herself, Zhong Xian still didn't obey!

He just squeezed his head harder until blood gushed out and he almost killed himself.

"I can not do it……"

he choked.

His unconscious body was so fragile that it was on the verge of death, but he still resisted the order with all his strength.

Qingxin gave three orders in a row but received no response. She was finally so angry that she kicked Zhong Xian hard. Zhong Xian crashed into the wall of the tower and curled up in a pool of blood, but he was still resisting her orders!

"This damn thing!"

Qingxin rushed forward in anger and was about to kick Zhongxian to death. Qingzheng and Qinglian beside her hurriedly pulled her back and said anxiously, "Senior Sister! If he dies, we won't be able to get the spirit!"

Qingxin also thought of the importance of spirit, and took several deep breaths before finally calming down. He gritted his teeth and said:

"What's wrong with him? How can a mortal's willpower be so strong! He's just an ant, how can he withstand our magic?!"

Even she can't withstand this kind of control technique!

She actually lost to a mere mortal? !

No, impossible!

She is the right path, she will not lose! She must be the winner!

Just as she stared at the bell with a cold look, a talisman suddenly flew in from outside the tower and whispered in her ears:

"Something happened! The remnants of the old guard are coming to kill us! And, all the spiritual herbs we were eyeing were burned, and the fire can't be put out!"

"what?!"

Qingxin's already furious face now looked even more horrified. She raised her hand in disbelief and waved out spiritual energy, which reflected the situation of Qiu Luo City in front of her eyes. She saw that Qiu Luo City was now on fire. A group of monks were trying to put out the fire everywhere, but with little success. Instead, more houses were destroyed.

Many of the spiritual herbs in Qiuluo City are planted by demon tribes who are good at growing them. They are only found in Qiuluo City, and they will all be gone if burned!

"What are you doing? There are only a few remnants of the old guard! You can't even stop the fire, and you let it burn like this?!"

Qingxin roared.

The person on the other side was trembling with fear after being yelled at, but he still said tremblingly:

"The people who set the fire... No, they were not monks, but mortals! Those mortals who escaped suddenly came back for some reason and set fires everywhere. We can't catch them yet!"