Don't mess with the little apprentice sister! She is greedy and immoral

Too many coincidences occurred one after another, which made Qin Zhen feel a little suspicious.

However, being hesitant because of doubts is not Qin Zhen's style. After all, cultivators are fighting against the heavens and against fate.

It’s a coincidence or not. You’ll know when you see it.

All thoughts were decided in an instant.

Qin Zhen did not stop at all, and even walked a little faster than before, following the scent of flowers all the way south.

Soon, she saw a field of night-blooming cereus flowers.

The breeze blows, and the white petals tremble slightly. Under the moonlight, the night-blooming cereus is breathtakingly beautiful even if it only blooms for a moment.

Qin Zhen subconsciously reached out to the nearest Epiphyllum, wanting to see what was so special about it.

But her fingertips never landed on the flowers, but went straight through them and touched nothing.

"Another illusion?" Qin Zhen frowned slightly.

Why does this illusion never end?

And at this moment, a familiar, childish voice sounded in my ears again.

"Dad, isn't Mom coming back today?"

Qin Zhen turned around and looked around, but still couldn't see what the legendary Yunniang looked like.

Lao He's figure looked a little desolate, but even so, his voice was still very gentle when facing Yunniang.

"Does Yunniang miss A Niang?"

"Ah."

"Daddy misses Mommy too, so let's wait together, okay?"

Yunniang didn't answer immediately, but stammered to Lao He, "Dad, I'm sorry."

"Huh? Why did Yunniang suddenly say sorry to Daddy?" Lao He and Qin Zhen were both confused.

"Yunniang has forgotten that Daddy is the one who misses her the most. Daddy will definitely be sad if Yunniang makes such a fuss."

Old He didn't seem to expect Yunniang to say that, and was stunned for a moment.

Seeing this, Yunniang hurriedly added in all seriousness: "Don't be sad, Daddy. Yunniang will wait with you. The two of us, together, will share the sadness in half. This way, neither of us will be so sad, right?"

The child's expression was not particularly fluent, but every word he spoke was serious and came from the heart.

Lao He's eyes were a little red and he sighed softly.

“Yun…”

"laugh!"

At this moment, a long sword suddenly stabbed Lao He through.

Lao He looked down at the half of the sword sticking out of his chest, his expression a little confused, as if he couldn't react to what was happening.

"Daddy! Daddy!" Only Yunniang's crying voice indicated that an accident had occurred.

"Hurry...run." Lao He did not check the person behind him. He just used all his magic power to open a teleportation array not far away.

I guess Yunniang is there.

But he was still half a step too slow. The light of the teleportation array had just flashed and had not yet been fully activated when a sword energy filled with murderous intent fell into the teleportation array.

Although Qin Zhen couldn't see Yunniang, she could hear her screams and Lao He's bloodshot eyes as he cried out in pain -

"Do not!!!"

"Bang." Scarlet blood continued to flow out from the teleportation array, followed by the sudden sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"Yun...niang, Yunniang..." Lao He wanted to get closer, but the sword in the hand of the man behind him suddenly moved forward a few inches and then pulled out.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the warm blood wet a large area of ​​the white Epiphyllum.

The night-blooming cereus petals drooped, and scarlet blood rolled down the petals, as if the flower had suddenly shed tears.

This was the last scene Qin Zhen saw.

The field of Epiphyllum flowers in front of her, like the previous illusion, gradually turned black and white, and then disappeared completely.

The scene before my eyes turned back into that strange garden.

The faint fragrance still lingered at the tip of her nose, and there were two more petals of the Epiphyllum flower on her collar. One of the petals was blown away by the wind and turned into ashes in the air.

"..." Qin Zhen stared at the disappearing petals of the Epiphyllum, a little dazed.

She saw it.

The person who suddenly appeared and stabbed Lao He.

"How could it be him?"

Qin Zhen had thought that Qing Wu might not just leave and never come back, and she was afraid that Qing Ji would not let Lao He and Yun Niang go.

However, she never expected that the person who came was not Qing Ji, but... that person.

She thought that she would not have too much entanglement with him in this life, but she never expected that she would get news about him here.

Because the one who stabbed Lao He was none other than her master in her previous life——

Qinghe Sword Master.

Even though he had deliberately concealed his face and did not use his usual sword, how could she, who had learned sword skills from him for so many years, possibly mistake the sword intent of her former master?

"Demon Slayer... Oh, what a great demon slayer."

Qin Zhen would always remember what Qinghe Jianzun said to her when she became his disciple: "A cultivator should take it as his duty to slay demons and defend the Way. The sword in your hand is not for killing, but only for protecting. As my disciple, you must never forget your original intention of slaying demons and defending the Way, and you must not forget why you hold the sword."

Such a person who is full of hypocrisy is actually the Sword Master?

Qin Zhen really wanted to ask, what kind of demon was he exorcising? What kind of Tao was he defending! ?

They didn't want to eliminate Qing Ji's fallen demon, but they wanted to kill all the innocent people? Ridiculous, ridiculous!

If Qin Zhen was already extremely disappointed with Tian Yan Sect because of her own affairs before, then now, her disgust towards Tian Yan Sect has reached a higher level.

One day, she will tear off the skin of these people and let the world see how dirty and ugly they are beneath their shiny skin.

Perhaps it was because Qin Zhen's emotions were too intense, the demonic power in her body was a little turbulent, and it seemed to resonate with the petals of the Epiphyllum.

The petals trembled slightly, and gradually turned red.

Faintly, Qin Zhen felt that she heard some whispers again.

But when she listened carefully, she could only hear the rustling sound of the wind, and no whispers.

Qin Zhen didn't think it was her illusion, her eyes fell on the red petals of the Epiphyllum again.

The petals trembled slightly in the wind, but no more whispers were heard.

"Hey, Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, what are you daydreaming about?"

A strange voice suddenly sounded in front of me.

Qin Zhen looked up suddenly and saw an old lady who looked like a village woman looking in her direction.

"Aunt Li?"

Yunniang's voice sounded beside Qin Zhen.

Somewhat familiar, yet a little strange.

What is familiar is that this voice is still soft and slow when speaking, as if a little dull.

What’s strange is that the voice has lost a lot of its childishness, from three or four years old to seven or eight years old.

Qin Zhen lowered her head to confirm, but still could not see Yunniang, but she could see two chickens in her arms.

"!" At this moment, Qin Zhen finally understood what this illusion was all about.