Poor girl is hated by everyone, villains drive her crazy

Qingpei touched his cold arm in a daze.

why?

Why was Brother Wen Yu so happy one second, and then wanted to throw him into the sea the next!

Wasn't he being excluded?

impossible!

Gu An and Brother Wen Yu are both good people, they will not exclude him!

So Brother Wen Yu must just be kind enough to want him to go home!

Qingpei immediately clenched his fist and said:

"Brother Wen Yu, don't worry. Don't worry about me. This will be my home from now on. I won't go anywhere. Your sister will be my sister from now on. Just leave her to me. I'm much braver now than before!"

Zhong Xian:?

Are you brave enough? You are so brave!

Jizhi quickly seized the opportunity and exposed Zhongxian's shortcomings to Qingpei, saying, "You are an idiot! Zhongxian is not worried about you, he is just petty! Because you are stealing our sister!"

Then he was slapped by the bell string:

"Stop talking, idiot!"

Qingpei was stunned for a moment, but he didn't believe Jizhi's words at all. He smiled naturally and said with blood boiling:

"You are Brother Wen Yu's junior, right? You are so funny and good at joking. Don't worry, I know you are worried about your sister, but I will definitely be a good brother. You can always supervise me!"

Jizhi:Ah?

He bit his finger and whispered to Gu An: "Gu An, Gu An, he is really an idiot! I feel a little sorry for him!"

Gu An: "..."

One of you is a stupid fish and the other is a pig. Neither of you is dumber than the other, okay?

However, I thought Qingpei, this naive guy, would be easy to deal with, but he turned out to be more difficult than I imagined!

Su Xianyun didn't say a word, just raised his hand to support his forehead, he was so annoyed that he wanted to close his ears.

It’s over, here comes another tough one!

Just poison them all to death!

In the end, Zhong Xian was still concerned about Ji Zhi's soul. He was in no mood to waste time with Qing Pei, the troublemaker who wanted to snatch Xiao Xi'er from him. He just pointed at Qing Pei and said coldly:

"No, Xiao Xi'er has me as her brother and that's enough. You can go wherever you need to go. Also, call me Zhong Xian from now on."

"understood."

Qingpei scratched his head and stayed where he was obediently, wondering whether it would be better to call him Zhong Xian's name in the future, or to call him Brother Zhong or something more convenient.

Seeing that Qingpei had behaved himself, Zhong Xian quickly walked towards Qingxin.

Song Yangtian was standing beside Qingxin.

Qingxin was already seriously injured when she suffered the thunder tribulation, and she had not made any preparations. What's more, Yu Xi's thunder tribulation was damn heavy. It was a miracle that she could still breathe now.

As Song Yangtian looked at the pitiful appearance of his enemy Qingxin, who was dying, he felt happy and complicated, as well as an indescribable sense of relief.

Seeing Zhong Xian coming over, she made way for him a little bit, and then she heard Zhong Xian suddenly ask:

"Your name is Song Yangtian?"

Zhong Xian remembered that Song Yangtian had introduced himself to him before.

Song Yangtian nodded quickly, noticing that Zhong Xian's attitude seemed to have changed a lot, and couldn't help but look at Zhong Xian again.

Zhong Xian leaned over, completely ignoring Qingxin's hateful gaze, and took out the magical weapon that Qingxin had stored from her body.

While drawing the spiritual energy of Qingxin to open it, he glanced sideways and thought for a while, then hesitantly asked Song Yangtian:

"Is there anyone named Song Jizhe among your ancestors?"

Song Yangtian quickly said: "This name is in the family tree."

Hearing this, Zhong Xian's eyes dropped a little, but he quickly looked over. His previously sharp gaze had softened a lot. He slightly curved his eyes and said apologetically:

"Thank you for all you have done for me."

Song Yangtian was shocked and said hurriedly: "No, no! We are not doing this all for you. There is a blood feud between us and these monks of Songshan Sect. We also want revenge!"

She paused, then said happily, "But my ancestors will be very happy to hear your words. Have you forgiven us?"

"I have never hated you, so how can I forgive you?"

Zhong Xian retracted his gaze: "It's just that Zhong Wenyu is indeed dead, and left this world with your ancestors. Now Chu Xiao and his ilk are in our hands. You can now do what you really want to do."

Song Yangtian was very insightful and knew that Zhong Xian's words put an end to this obsession that had lasted for hundreds of years.

This hatred-filled obsession has always been a double-edged sword.

On the one hand, there is their persistence and courage, and on the other hand, there is also a form of shackles.

Now that their great revenge has been achieved, they can choose the life they want in the future if they want.

Song Yangtian nodded vigorously, wanting to laugh, but thinking about their efforts all along, he wanted to cry even more, and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"I understand!"

Zhong Xian said no more.

The storage ring in his hand was already opened. He injected his spiritual sense into it and searched for a while, and soon found Qingxin's soul inside.

Jizhi's soul was sealed in something that looked like a pendant. There was a seal on the pendant, but this seal could not stop them.

After returning, I can simply refine it and replenish Jizhi's soul that was taken away.

Zhong Xian couldn't help but get excited when he thought of this.

He was not excited that Jizhi was about to recover his soul. He was just excited that Jizhi would become smarter after getting his soul back, which would save him some effort to teach him later. Otherwise, he would be so angry that he would die seeing Jizhi reciting lessons every day.

After putting this soul away well, he looked at Qingxin again without saying anything. He raised his hand and stabbed it into Qingxin's eyes, taking out the Huixin Eye to prevent Brother Yuankui's eyes from being polluted any further.

When Qingxin was twitching silently in pain, Zhongxian narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"Qingxin, you have been high and mighty for so many years, looking down on everyone and being arrogant. Now you are being trampled underfoot by mortals. How do you feel? But you have no right to be angry. Your current status as mud is what you deserve."

The angrier Zhong Xian saw Qing Xin, the happier he became:

"I got the real target wrong before and wiped out the entire Sushan Sect. Now that the truth is out, it's time to destroy your Songshan Sect."

Qingxin trembled slightly when she heard this, and she seemed to be so angry that she wanted to say something.

But she was too weak at the moment, and after opening her mouth for a long time, only an unwilling sound came out.

Zhong Xian continued with a smile: "Do you think your master will help you get revenge? But Chu Xiao has been torn to pieces by the evil spirits that you have prepared for me. As long as I am alive, I will never be able to escape from this cage. Will you accompany him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless evil spirits rushed out, pulled Qingxin's soul out of her body, tore it into pieces and sent it into Zhong Xian's evil spirit realm.

Qingxin had done too many evil things and knew how terrifying evil spirits were. She was too scared and didn't want to enter the evil spirit territory, but Zhong Xian didn't give her any chance to struggle. When she tried to struggle with her remaining spiritual power, he raised his palm and dispersed all her remaining spiritual energy, shattering all her hopes.

Zhong Xian would never forgive his enemies, nor would he let go of his hatred. He wanted to watch his enemies suffer every day, watching them unable to die. Just thinking about it was enough to excite him.

It's a pity that Qinglian and Qingzheng were killed too early and their souls were scattered. Otherwise, it would have been a good thing to let the four masters and apprentices be reunited in the realm of evil spirits.

He is so kind.

Zhong Xian checked his conscience and felt that he was worthy of being Xiao Xier's best brother!

But as soon as Qingxin died, the Huixin Eye in Zhong Xian's hand also dimmed, turned into powder bit by bit, and dissipated in the wind.

Zhong Xian slowly closed his palms, and when the wind blew, he could feel someone rubbing his head.

He couldn't help but recall that in Huixin Secret Realm, a hand also gently pushed him forward in this way.

"Brother Yuankui."

He closed his eyes and whispered:

"farewell."