Disciple kneels and begs for my forgiveness [Transmigration Book]

Mo Zilan hugged him, and warm spiritual energy flowed in to heal him.As if coaxing a child, he said softly: "Master, wait first, wrap up the wound before going back, otherwise it will hurt very much."

Fu Qing still just cried.When he cried, there was no sound, only the tears kept flowing down, and he collapsed quietly like that.

Mo Zilan didn't dare to delay any longer, so he fed him the healing elixir, and sprinkled medicinal powder on the wound on his waist.During this time, he kept pecking at the corners of his eyes and kissing away his tears.

Salty and astringent, it turns out that Master also has such bitterness.Mo Zilan's heart shivered, he hugged Fu Qing by the waist, rubbed his head against his head, then got up on the ground, followed the restraint in his memory, and left Qianlong Realm.

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The suzerain of the Eastern Wanxiang Sect died, and died in the hands of Gui Yizong Fu Qingxianzun.

The news of Xie Chi's death spread like wildfire, and it was known by various sects in the cultivation world almost overnight.

Just when some people doubted the authenticity of the news, Qin Lefeng, the patriarch of Guiyi Sect, released some scenes in the Mirror of Three Lives. Every time tortured to death.Then Qin Lefeng came forward and confirmed the news that Xie Chi was dead.

It's just more, such as why Xie Chi went to the Cold River Realm, and where did that weird move come from, they didn't mention it at all.

After all, they just want to clear Mo Zilan's reputation, not pour out all the secrets of Guiyizong to cultivators with malicious intentions.

With Qin Lefeng's confirmation, the news spread very quickly.After a few days, even some mortals knew that the suzerain of the most dignified sect in the world was hunted down to death by Gui Yizong because he killed a disciple of Gui Yizong.The Xiao family of Hezhou broke with the Wanxiang sect because of this.

All the sects had enmity with the East Vientiane Sect, so they took advantage of this moment and used various excuses to negotiate with the East Vientiane Sect.

Although Ye Ming was sent back, he didn't have the ability to deal with different sects like Xie Chi, and suffered from the counterattack of the dormant branch forces in the sect, he was at a loss for a while, and was pressed by other sects every step of the way.

But Dongwanxiang Sect is a huge monster after all, if you want to shake it, you must hurt your muscles and bones.

Therefore, those who have enmity with East Vientiane naturally become the best "allies".

Fu Qing recuperated in the Cold River environment, not caring about foreign things.When something happened to Hanchuan, it was Qin Lefeng who sent a message to tell him.

After reading the summons, Fu Qing lowered her head.Since he came back, he didn't bother to tie up his hair, and it was scattered around his body like silk, making his complexion fairer, noble and extraordinary.

"What did Sect Master Qin say?" When Mo Zilan came back, he saw Fu Qing holding a spirit butterfly in his hand.

Fu Qing waved the messenger spirit butterfly away, and looked up at him with a calm expression: "Are there many people making trouble outside?"

"Not much, I've coaxed you a few times, and I don't want to leave." Mo Zilan reluctantly curled his lips, "If Master wants to, I'll kill a few and drive them away."

"What do they want?" Fu Qing just asked as if she didn't hear him.

Mo Zilan came over and handed him the medicine bowl, seeing that Fu Qing drank it in one gulp, he continued, "I want Master to come out of the mountain and deal with the East Wanxiang Sect."

There was a little medicine stain on the corner of Fu Qing's lips, after Mo Zilan wiped it off lightly, he heard him softly say: "Then let's go."

Mo Zilan's hands tightened for a moment, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Fu Qing patted his hand and stood up: "You go with me."

Mo Zilan couldn't bear it anymore, and said loudly: "What about Master's injury? You can't see anything now, do you still want to exhaust yourself to death?"

Fu Qing glanced at him, his eyes dull.

He pursed his lips: "I'm exhausted? Are they worthy?"

Mo Zilan couldn't guess his thoughts for a while.With Master's temper, it's normal for him to kill a few people slowly when he gets bored.It's just that the East Wanxiang Sect is now a pool of muddy water, and no one knows how many variables will arise in it.

"Let's go." Fu Qing said.

Mo Zilan couldn't object anymore, and wanted to give him a hand, but Fu Qing swung him away.

Fu Qing walked forward without saying a word, and Mo Zilan followed him silently.It's still half a step away, not too much, not too much, it seems to be back to the past.

Today's Hanchuan environment is relatively mild, only a little wind blows on the face, and it quickly dissipates without making a sound.This weird tranquility was completely shattered after leaving the Cold River Realm.

There is a section of Hanchuan territory that is connected to Hezhou, and those people even set up camp on the outside of Hanchuan territory. Seeing Fu Qing come out, they became lively like a vegetable market.

Someone even knelt down towards Fu Qing: "The East Wanxiang School is too deceitful. Since the Immortal Venerable has made a move, please ask good people to do it to the end to eradicate the cancer of the East Wanxiang School!"

"Yes! Please help the Immortal Venerable!"

Those people kept begging, but in their hearts they had the idea of ​​borrowing a knife to kill someone.

Fu Qing forced to use his spiritual sense to suppress the restriction of Qianlong Realm before, but now he is too lazy to use his spiritual sense, and only from the tone of these people, he can hear the strangeness in his heart.

Dirty and nasty.Mo Zilan took a few steps forward, wanting to stand in front of Fu Qing and keep them away from Fu Qing, but was stopped by Fu Qing with a wave of his sleeve.

Fu Qing was still standing where he was, but there was an ethereal sword intent emanating from him, which forced the person opposite him to be silent and dare not speak.

Different from coercion, if the master wants to, the sword intent that was originally nothingness can take a person's life in an instant.

The surrounding fell silent, but those people were still not convinced, panting like a cow, silently protesting to Fu Qing.

"I have a personal enmity with Xie Chi."

Fu Qing narrowed her eyes slightly.He suppressed the cold air in Qianlong Realm, but now he has suffered backlash, his eyes are dull, and he looks a little fragile.

Seeing him like this, those people unconsciously became less afraid.Although the knife was lying beside his neck, even Fu Qing couldn't explain why he killed so many well-known and decent monks at once.What's more, there are many descendants of aristocratic families among them.Fu Qing wanted to move them, but also to consider the people behind them.

So someone boldly asked: "Is the Immortal Venerable going to ignore thousands of innocent monks?"

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a cold sneer from behind Fu Qing.

"Mo Zilan." Fu Qing stopped him.

Mo Zilan sighed, seemingly reluctant, and muttered in a low voice: "If the master didn't do his best to eliminate the monsters, it is still unclear whether these people can survive until now. You might as well ask them how many of these people have seen monsters ?”

Many of the people who came came from places where there were few monsters.Mo Zilan's words were like a needle piercing their hearts.

But it also stuck in Fu Qing's heart.

Fu Qing's voice was still cold and indifferent: "I slay demons and don't expect anything in return, so don't say this again in the future."

Mo Zilan opened his mouth, wanting to go up and give Fu Qing a hug, but finally stopped and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

All these words fell into the ears of the person on the other side, and someone said: "The Immortal Venerable understands righteousness so well, why don't you help us get rid of the malignant tumor of the East Wanxiang sect?"

This man's words were pierced into his ears like fingernails grinding on glass, but the meaning of the words did not pass through Fu Qing's mind.

Fu Qing just felt sad, as if he was tied to a stone and thrown into the sea.The salty sea water soaked in from every hole in his body, and the heavy boulders pressed his struggling hands, making him hopeless.

He raised his head slightly, as if he was looking at the person opposite: "I have already said that Xie Chi and I have a personal enmity, and we had no intention of meddling with the East Wanxiang Sect. Are you justified in disturbing the tranquility of Hanchuan?"

As soon as these words came out, Fu Qing noticed that many eyes were staring at him.Some came from those on the opposite side, and the rest came from behind.

Fu Qing suddenly remembered that he had acted in front of Mo Zilan before, as if he wanted to get involved in the East Wanxiang sect's affairs.

"This deity is not someone who meddles in other people's business." Fu Qing said this to Mo Zilan, and then fell into the ears of the group in front of him, "However, if you just kill a few trespassers... It's a big deal. Are you going to stay or leave?"

The meaning of what he said was very clear.Go, you can save your life.Stay, kill and kill.

There was a commotion on the opposite side.Someone was unwilling and shouted: "Could it be that the immortal is so hard-hearted——"

The sound of blunt objects hitting the ground.

"what!"

A scream broke out from the person beside him.

Just now, the person who was standing beside them full of anger and yelling at Fu Qing turned into a dead body in the next instant.

Fu Qing didn't even draw out his sword.

He still stood where he was, ignorant as a god.

Everyone suddenly realized that the sword intent lingering around them was a deadly weapon that could kill them at any time.

These people retreated quickly, turned around and slipped away like a gust of wind, not even daring to say goodbye in face.The friend of the dead monk carefully took away his body and ran away in a hurry.

No one dares to control the sword, because Zunyu cannot control the sword.They have even forgotten that this is not the boundary of Hanchuan Realm.

But if he really entered the Cold River Realm, he would probably die faster.

Mo Zilan tugged at Fu Qing's sleeve: "Master, let's go back."

Fu Qing turned her head slightly, opened her mouth lightly, and said calmly, "Okay, let's go back."

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The people who came to make trouble this time were actually much more scattered than those who besieged Ye Ming before.

It shows that the various sects are really forming an alliance to attack East Vientiane, instead of being bewitched by the demon cultivators to provoke trouble like last time.

It's really messed up.I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.Mo Zilan just wanted to kill people, whenever he saw Fu Qing's expressionless eyes, he wanted to kill those who would make Master sad.

If it was normal, Master might be out of the mountain now.

In troubled times, no one can be alone.Master has always felt so.But Mo Zilan couldn't guess what he was thinking right now.

Like others in his previous life, he thought that Fu Qing hated monsters deeply.It was only after this life was close that he realized that he was just fulfilling Yu Shaozi's last wish.As a result, the protected person is ungrateful. Master has long known it, but has been enduring it.He is such a lazy and sophisticated person, he endured the schemes of strange monks for many years.

Until someone moved Yu Shaozi's body so as not to die.

Let the living use them up, and even the dead will not be spared.Mo Zilan let out a deep breath.

He squatted in the wind and snow in the cold river for a while, and suppressed all the violent emotions before he stood up straight and pushed open the door of Fu Qing's room.

Duan Qingchuan and Qin Lefeng are very busy recently, but Fu Qing's life in Hanchuan is relatively stable.If it was normal, he would definitely not want to stay in a safe nest.But this time, he seemed to have made up his mind not to care about the outside affairs, sitting in the cold river environment every day to adjust his breath, sitting in the room for a whole day.Sometimes when Mo Zilan opened the door and went in, he would see wet tears on his face.

"Let's go for a walk?" Mo Zilan probed Fu Qing's condition with his spiritual power, and pursed his lips slightly.

Or not.The previous internal and external injuries were obviously not serious, but they never recovered.As for Fu Qing's eyes, it's not so much that he lost his eyesight because of the backlash from the cold, it's better to say that he lost his eyesight because of the rush of breath, so there is no cure for it.

Mo Zilan had never seen such a fragile Fu Qing. In his previous life, he thought that Master had such a cold and tenacious temperament that he would never collapse no matter what he encountered.

Fu Qing raised his head and looked in his direction, but his eyes were covered with a layer of hoarfrost, which looked cloudy and pale.

He slightly shook his head at Mo Zilan: "It's cold outside."

Even if he is injured, is the dignified Immortal Fu Qing afraid of the cold?Mo Zilan wanted to say this, but he couldn't utter a single word.

It's just an excuse.Both of them understand it, but they don't point it out.

Mo Zilan grabbed his hand and clenched it tightly: "If you wear more clothes, you won't be cold."

Although he couldn't see it, he could clearly feel Mo Zilan's gaze.

The connected hands are also hot.If he was an ice sculpture, he should have been melted by now.

Fu Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she nodded in a strange way.

The author has something to say: Little angels who have time can wait for the update tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, six o'clock in the evening.

Unexpectedly, I wrote two chapters with a little exhaust gas jpg

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