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It can be seen that Mu Shuning is trying his best to control his reason.However, the medicine of Lihun San was so powerful that Mu Shuning could barely see the people around him with all his strength.

He saw everyone forming a circle, pointing at him with disgust, contempt, or resentment.

where is he nowwhat is he doingWhat about Master?

Mu Shuning barely raised her arms to cover the glaring sunlight from the sky with her hands, her eyes were half-closed, and she looked at the crowd in bewilderment.

I don't know who shouted: "Tie him up quickly, or he will hurt someone again in a while!"

"Tie him up!"

Yan Qingshi watched quietly with his sword, and finally turned and left, submerged in the crowd.

Mu Shuning was bound by the immortal rope, and knelt on the big square in front of Jingqiong Mountain Gate.

Everyone thought that such a vicious person with ulterior motives was not even qualified to enter Jingqiong Mountain.

The scorching sun moved slowly from the east to the west, and before the sun set in the west, Mu Shuning finally woke up completely.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was Zhou Qingxin's face that had no desires or desires.

Mu Shuning called out, "Uncle Zhou?"

Seeing him wake up, Zhou Qingxin moved away from him with a "shua" sound.

After Mu Shuning saw the situation she was in, her face turned pale.

All the people in the sect who could claim their titles stood directly in front of him, staring at him with extremely disappointed and resentful eyes.And his master, carrying Cangwu, stood right in front of him.

He could only see Yan Qingshi's dim face under the setting sun only by looking up his head.

"Master, what happened?"

As soon as the words fell, the Cangwu sword let out a mournful cry, and the sword energy was scattered like a shooting star, and it slashed towards Mu Shuning with vigor.

At that time, the only thing Mu Shuning could and could do was to close his eyes and wait for death.

The boundless sword energy streaked across his cheeks, rushed towards the back of his head, and poked straight on the ground of the square, wedged deeply into the stone by an inch or so.

Mu Shuning felt the tingling pain on his cheek. He opened his eyes and asked again, "Master, what happened?"

Yan Qing was furious, and the coercion on his body suddenly exploded, while Mu Shuning suddenly felt as if he was carrying a huge boulder on his back. He endured the pain like dislocation of internal organs, and swallowed the fishy sweetness welling up in his throat, and did not die. Xin: "Master, what happened? What did I do wrong?"

"Mu Shuning, you are stubborn, you treat practice as a trifle, and treat human life as worthless. If you let this go on like this, won't you drag the whole Jingqiong to your back?"

Chu Yuqing slowly stepped out from the crowd, still looking gentle.But Mu Shuning knew his true nature, under that gentle skin, was a vicious heart.

Mu Shuning ignored Chu Yuqing, and looked straight at Yan Qingshi: "Master, what happened?"

Yan Qingshi's face was terribly gloomy, but Mu Shuning was not afraid of him, he straightened his back, and looked at Yan Qingshi dignifiedly.

Suddenly someone below yelled: "Mu Shuning, Jingqiong's scum! He has no shame, and has an affair with the head of the sect. Jingqiong must not allow this person to corrupt the family style!"

Yan Qingshi suddenly said: "Zongmen Dabi, you use Lihun San to injure Shi Lei's dantian severely." As soon as the words fell, the sword energy burst out suddenly, forming an invisible whip, and flung it fiercely at Mu Shuning's body.

Mu Shuning suddenly vomited red, and the bright red blood stained the white clothes.

"Collude with the outer sect to steal the master's elixir." Another whip, Mu Shuning held back, and swallowed the blood rushing to the side of his throat.

"Human life is ignored, and two innocent disciples were injured." Another whip.

"Stealing disasters, attempting to take possession of one's own." Another whip.

"Stubborn, unrepentant." "Bad attitude, insulting fellow brothers and sisters." "Disregarding human relations, betraying the master."

Yan Qingshi lashed out with a whip, and when Mu Shuning was no longer spitting out blood, Mu Shuning swallowed it all.

Yan Qingshi's gas whip only hurt the internal organs, not the skin. Every whip almost destroyed Mu Shuning's five-year cultivation.In the end, the spiritual power in Mu Shuning's dantian was exhausted, and the originally plump Nascent Soul was also wrinkled into a ball, and there was a tendency to retreat in realm.

From the beginning to the end, Mu Shuning's back was straight. He didn't refute or admit it, but just fixed his bloodshot eyes on Yan Qingshi.

Yan Qingshi retracted his sword and questioned: "Now you have the face to ask me what you did wrong?"

Mu Shuning suddenly lowered her head, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Everyone thought he was crying, however, a heartfelt laughter resounded throughout the square.

"Master, let me ask you one last sentence."

Yan Qingshi looked at him indifferently.

"Did you hear and see what you just said with your own eyes?"

Yan Qingshi sneered: "There are all witnesses and material evidence, so what does it matter if I heard what I saw with my own eyes?"

Mu Shuning lowered his head, and just when everyone thought he was pleading guilty, Mu Shuning suddenly raised his head.

"You guys forced me to do this."

Before everyone could react, Mu Shuning smiled sadly: "Do you think this will trap me?"

In the next second, Mu Shuning suddenly burst into flames, and the Immortal Binding Cable suddenly burst into golden light. He howled loudly, and the Immortal Binding Cable was firmly carved into his flesh, and the bones could be seen deep.

Yan Qing was startled, and subconsciously moved towards Mu Shuning, but before he could move, everyone suddenly felt a surge of demonic energy.

At this moment, the immortal rope was broken inch by inch!

Yan Qingshi's canthus were about to burst, demonic aura!

Thick and thick black mist wrapped tightly around Mu Shuning, helping him escape from the tie rope.Mu Shuning didn't seem to have thought of this situation either, he immediately froze in place.

In this moment of stupefaction, he lost his chance and was firmly suppressed by Tao Qingze's formation.All the peak masters formed formations and sealed Mu Shuning firmly. This time, even Patriarch Kaitian was inside, he couldn't escape.

Everyone in Jingqiong was boiling.

Yan Qingshi shouted: "Bastard!"

Someone shouted below.

"Magic repair!"

"Mu Shuning turned out to be a demon cultivator!"

"The shame of Jingqiong! Never stay!"

Mu Shuning finally came to his senses, and he looked at Chu Yuqing sternly.On the road to his death, Chu Yuqing sent him off for the last time.

Lihunsan must have been imposed on him by Chu Yuqing, and this surging devilish energy must have been written by Chu Yuqing, waiting for this moment to be irreversible.

"Brother sect master, there are laws in the cultivation world. Once a demon cultivator is discovered, he should be executed immediately." Tao Qingze's face was stern.

Yan Qingshi's hand holding Cangwu Sword froze for a moment.

"The shame of Jingqiong, I don't deserve to stay in Jingqiong!" The people below shouted loudly.

"We will never associate with this person!"

"Expel the scum out of Jingqiong!"

Yan Qingshi suddenly raised Cangwu, and pointed the sharp sword directly at the sky.

"Mu Shuning, you betrayed the teacher and colluded with the demon clan. Your crime is unforgivable. The way of heaven is above. From today onwards, when I was young, I will have nothing to do with this rebel."

As soon as this remark came out, there were countless applause.

Mu Shuning was covered in blood, knelt in embarrassment, his eyes were dull and rigid.His spiritual power was exhausted, his body was stretched to the limit, and his life was probably coming to an end.

Yan Qingshi walked slowly, and the shadow of a tall figure cast down, completely covering Mu Shuning inside.

Yan Qingshi stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion in mid-air.The white jade waist tag pinned to Mu Shuning's waist flew into Yan Qingshi's hand in an instant.

Mu Shuning yelled: "Master, don't!"

Their master-student relationship has been severed. As Yan Qingshi said just now, poor Mu Shuning is still trying to deceive herself.

However, before all his words could be uttered, the jade tablet was shattered by the wind in Yan Qingshi's palm. Each piece was only the size of a fingernail. When it reaches the ground, it jingles crisply.

Mu Shuning felt that all the remaining strength in her body had disappeared out of thin air.

Later, when he saw Yan Qing, he raised Cang Wu and pointed at his chest.

Mu Shuning raised her head: "Master, don't kill me, okay?"

Yan Qingshi's face was indifferent, Cang Wu pierced Mu Shuning's heart straight.The body of Cang Wu's sword was not stained with blood, a string of blood beads dripped down the tip of the sword and onto the back of Mu Shuning's white coat.

This kind of injury is sure to die.

"Yan Qingshi, the person I hate the most in my life is you."

My whole heart, you don't want it, I gave it away, even if I throw it away, I won't want it again.

Any hope that Mu Shuning had originally was hit by this sword and completely shattered.And his admiration for Yan Qingshi, together with the jade plaque, was scattered in the wind and fell to the ends of the earth.

Yan Qingshi dismissed all the people, and he stood alone in the middle of the square.

Mu Shuning's body had already been carried away, and he was staring at the frozen pool of blood alone in a daze.

People are dead.

Yan Qingshi felt that his heart was empty, an unprecedented emptiness.

For a long time, he squatted down, groped in the dark, and groped for something on the ground. After a long time, he touched a small piece of jade. With a heartbeat, he wiped it carefully, threw it into the space ring, and then continued to grope.

At this time, a young disciple suddenly ran over, and he stood at the side tremblingly, and asked, "Master... Master, Senior Brother Mu... What should I do with Mu Shuning's natal lamp?"

As soon as he heard the words "Zenming Lantern", Yan Qingshi's face contorted for a moment, but he soon returned to normal, and he ordered lightly: "Throw it away."

The little disciple was taken aback.

Yan Qing said concisely: "Throw it away."

In the world of comprehension, it was spread that Yan Qingshi killed his relatives for the righteousness of heaven, and beheaded Mu Shuning, a traitor, in front of the gate of Jingqiong Mountain.It's a good story.

Late at night the next day, a cultivator in black went deep into the back of Jingqiong Mountain, holding a night pearl in his hand as if he was looking for something.

Finally, he found a corner of the exposed lotus lantern in the soft soil, and he was overjoyed, holding it in his arms like seeing a treasure.

This lamp has been extinguished, it is Mu Shuning's natal lamp.

The cultivator in black didn't notice that there was a very faint little spark at the bottom of the wick.

Day three.

Yan Qingshi sent someone to clean up Mu Shuning's belongings.

When opening it to read, Yan Qing was silent for a long time, and finally said lightly: "Find a good place to bury it."

In this relic, apart from a few pieces of Mu Shuning's clothes and the books he used to read, they were all things that Yan Qingshi had given him as a gift.

The thousand-mile teleportation talisman written by Yan Qingshi himself, the seal carved by Yan Qingshi himself, the letters that Mu Shuning exchanged with Yan Qingshi when he accidentally hurt Chu Yuqing and was imprisoned on Wanjian Peak, the magic weapon that Yan Qingshi personally gave him, Yan Qingshi personally made him the piano and so on...

Yan Qingshi turned around and stopped looking.

"Master, don't kill me, okay?"

"Yan Qingshi, the person I hate the most in my life is you."