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Chapter 127 Open the door, the Saint Demon Lord sends warmth (5)

The message was very simple, only a dozen words.

Cheap Dad: Come to the main hall quickly, someone is spreading rumors that you killed people and stole treasures.

Bu Shian rubbed his eyebrows irritably.

Just when I got back into shape, trouble came again.

If my guess is correct, the person who spread rumors about her is most likely a girl of luck.

She knew that the world was like a sieve, with sons and daughters of luck running all over the place.

But she just killed one yesterday, and another one came the next day.

Is there no one else in this world? Why did he choose to destroy her body?

The indignant Bu Shian decisively went to question Mo Jingxu.

Shi An: Did you meet your second mission target today?

Tyrant + Demon Lord: No, have you encountered one?

Shi An: [emoticon, a plant, grass]

Bu Shi'an, who was full of resentment, replied to the message and rushed to the hall with murderous intent.

Before she even entered the door, she heard a female voice full of grievance.

"Holy Lord, everything I said is true."

"The Saintess took a fancy to the spiritual herb that the disciple had discovered first in the secret realm. When the disciple refused to give it to her, the Saintess forcibly took it away and even knocked the disciple off the cliff with one palm."

"If I wasn't lucky, I wouldn't be here right now."

Upon hearing these words, Bu Shian quickly concluded that the girl of luck was not going away.

What is this? False accusation?

The outer disciples of the foundation-building sect falsely accused the Holy Maiden of murder and theft of treasures.

Are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay?

Not to mention that this never happened, even if it did, so what?

It is very normal to kill people and steal treasures in the world of immortal cultivation. It is not necessarily a good thing to rely on luck to get things that do not belong to your level.

What's more, the secret realm belongs to the holy land, and the saint is the only daughter of the master of the holy land.

To put it bluntly, as long as someone opens their mouth, everything in the secret realm belongs to them.

Someone took your things, and you, as a disciple, feel wronged.

And slap you off the cliff with one palm?

Let’s not talk about whether you can survive if you fall off the cliff, let’s just talk about this palm.

Even a casual palm strike from a Spirit Transformation Stage disciple is definitely not something a Foundation Establishment Stage disciple can withstand.

If this is true, the fact that you are still standing here is itself a miracle in the world of cultivation.

Just because of this thing, it disturbed her practice? Huh?

Bu Shi'an was so angry that he kicked the door open, even though it was not closed at all.

As soon as she entered, she slapped the aggrieved disciple without saying a word.

Just like that, the unprepared disciple's arm that was hit turned into a bloody mist.

It was not until screams were heard in the hall that the elders, shocked by the scene, came to their senses.

The Holy Lord, who was sitting at the top and witnessing everything, looked at Bu Shian who was blowing on his palm with an indescribable look.

"Yingying, what are you doing?"

"Why don't you just talk it out? Why do you just start fighting?"

Bu Shian glanced at the girl whose face was distorted with pain and who kept calling the system in her mind, and replied to the Holy Lord nonchalantly.

"Dad, she said I slapped her. How is that possible?"

"If I had really slapped her, she would have been missing arms and legs like she is now, or at worst her dantian would have been ruptured and her spiritual roots would have been damaged."

"After all, how could someone at the Foundation Establishment stage be able to take a palm strike from a Spiritual Transformation Stage and still be intact, and even have the energy to reason with them?"

"No one will believe such a lame excuse, no way."

Bu Shi'an spoke in an exaggerated tone, and all the elders present shifted their gazes at the same time.

Or drinking tea, or chatting with people, or looking busy.

The Holy Lord was choked by these words and looked at Bu Shian with some guilt.

Can he say he believes it?

He had thought before that this girl had a good physique. She was able to survive after being slapped by her own daughter. She was a good seedling.

Now, he just wants to kill himself for believing such fake news at first glance.

Bu Shi'an ignored the guilty people and looked at the girl on the ground whose expression became more and more terrifying.

The voice she heard was different from the aggrieved and soft voice she had heard before when she complained. It was particularly sharp and harsh.

"System, I want her to die. I want this bitch to die."

"My arm, please open the system mall for me, I want my arm back."

……

She screamed in her heart, but except for the brief system response at the beginning, her system seemed to have crashed.

No matter how she shouted, there was no response.

The girl realized something was wrong after not getting a response from the system for a long time.

She raised her head in panic, trying to see what was happening in the hall.

However, he found that the hall that was full of people just now was now almost empty, and all the elders were gone.

Apart from herself, the only people in the empty hall were the Holy Lord who was looking away at the top, and the Holy Maiden who was looking at her with a smile.

Ji Ru gritted her teeth and reached for her storage bag with her only remaining hand.

Fortunately, she had a sense of crisis and quickly exchanged the points she had previously earned for exchanging mall items for long-distance teleportation talismans.

Where there is life, there is hope.

She ran away first, and then tried to contact the system for revenge.

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Just as Ji Ru's hand touched the long-distance teleportation talisman, a shiny long sword came directly at her and cut off her hand that touched the teleportation talisman without hesitation.

Following another scream, the Holy Lord directly covered his eyes with his sleeves.

Cruel, too cruel.

His good daughter has been particularly irritable since she had that dream.

But he understands.

After all, he is the savior chosen to restart the path to ascension. The savior has great pressure and burden, so it is reasonable for him to be a little irritable.

Who made these people dare to provoke his daughter without knowing the consequences?

It was obvious that he, as a father, didn't dare to do anything to Yingying, but these people came up and started looking for trouble.

If they don't suffer, who will? They deserve it.

Just as the Holy Lord was thinking about this, Bu Shian had already put away his sword and came to Ji Ru.

Looking at the yellow talisman held in the severed hand, Bu Shian smiled coldly.

"You're smarter than the last one, but not by much."

"If you want to frame someone again in your next life, remember to find someone to back you up first."

As she spoke, she took the talisman and put it into her pocket.

This thing is great. I’ll pack up my things later and use it to look for Mo Jingxu.

She was tired of being disturbed during her practice.

To prevent this from happening again, first find a Mahayana who knows you well to be the door god.

If there is a disaster, Mo Jingxu will bear it; if there is a trouble, Mo Jingxu will handle it.

She wants to practice and she wants to make a full effort to reach the Mahayana stage.

Bu Shi'an felt much better after taking the talisman and figuring out how to use it.

He smiled at Ji Ru, whose face was pale.

"You see, I almost forgot, you don't have a next life."

"Have a safe journey, dear traveler."

Ji Ru widened her eyes and wanted to say something, but the next moment she was slapped into a bloody mist.

Clapping his hands to call it a day, Bu Shian glanced at the Holy Lord who was still covering his eyes and pretending not to see.

"Dad, it's over. Stop playing blind."

"I've thought about the follow-up for you."

"A certain outer disciple deliberately framed the Saint Girl out of jealousy, and the Saint Master and the elders discovered this abnormality."

"The disciple was psychologically fragile and, after being exposed, felt ashamed to live, so he committed suicide."

"Out of humanitarianism, the Holy Land allowed this disciple to be buried in the back mountains as a disciple of the Holy Land."