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Chapter 3 This seat can only sacrifice hue!

"Senior Sister Ye!"

Seeing this aggressive girl in white, Gong Lingyu's face changed slightly.

Ye Qingxuan!

The only direct female disciple of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws, she is also the most beautiful woman in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws, and the daughter of the Holy Lord of All Laws!

"I can't believe you actually did such a thing!"

Ye Qingxuan fell to the ground, her beautiful face filled with ice, anger and disappointment!

"Even the sect has not made a conclusion, so you are sure that he killed your brother?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at the shocking wound on Yu Wuya's chest, her eye circles gradually turned red, her voice was trembling and she was crying.

"Everyone in this Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas has the right to doubt him, except you!!"

"Do you still remember how you two brothers and sisters came to the sect? Without him, you would have died outside the sect!"

"Unexpectedly...he narrowly escaped death and escorted you brothers and sisters to the sect, and now it's you who pierces his chest with a sword!"

When Gong Lingyu heard this, his face turned pale.

Guilt and regret were entangled in her heart, making her feel heartbreaking pain.

Her heart hurts so much, it really hurts!

"Give him to me!"

Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath, wiped away her tears, and then looked at Gong Lingyu coldly.

"I want to take him to be treated."

Gong Lingyu bit her lip and whispered.

"Haha, take him for treatment..."

Ye Qingxuan's beautiful face showed a hint of cold ridicule: "Are you worthy?!"

Gong Lingyu felt like he was struck by lightning!

Her eyes were in a trance, as if her last defense had been defeated, and she became lost.

And Ye Qingxuan didn't have any sympathy at all.

She walked over quickly with a cold face, took Yu Wuya from Gong Lingyu's arms, hugged him gently, and flew away into the distance.

Those followers followed her and left without saying a word.

Gong Lingyu, on the other hand, seemed to have been drained of all his strength and fell to the ground helplessly.

Her eyes were lifeless, only tears were flowing.

"Brother Wuya, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."



Dantang has beautiful spiritual peaks and groups of waterfalls.

The aura between the mountain peaks is rolling like white mist, and even cranes are circling. Even the weeds on the roadside are rare elixirs.

At this time, in the most noble palace.

Yu Wuya was lying on a white jade bed, unconscious.

"Hey, I tried my best..."

A gray-haired old man let go of Yu Wuya's wrist, then straightened up, shook his head and sighed, with helplessness and regret.

"How is he?"

Ye Qingxuan asked anxiously.

"Hey... He was severely injured before. He was struggling to support himself and suppress the injury, but now he was pierced through the chest by this sword, and all his previous efforts were wasted..."

Elder Yao sighed.

"What's going on!"

Ye Qingxuan shouted lowly, and a faint sense of majesty emerged from her body.

"To put it simply...his cultivation is ruined."

Elder Yao said in a deep voice.

"What!"

Ye Qingxuan's face suddenly turned as pale as paper.

Then, she murmured to herself: "No, absolutely not! He is such a proud person, and he will definitely not be able to accept it if he becomes a useless person..."

Elder Yao sighed silently.

So what if I can’t stand it?

Destiny is impermanent, no matter what kind of disaster befalls you, you can only endure it, no one can resist.

"How can we restore his cultivation?"

Soon, Ye Qingxuan asked in a deep voice.

"Restore cultivation?!"

Elder Yao's face froze, and then his eyelids twitched: "Stop joking."

"His internal organs are now exhausted, the meridians all over his body are ruptured, and the Dantian Qi sea is completely destroyed... let alone recovering his cultivation, it is difficult to survive."

"Senior Brother Wuya, after all, he is the chief disciple of the sect. Is it possible that the sect is so heartless and unjust, and refuses to save anyone even if they die?"

Ye Qingxuan gritted her teeth and said angrily.

"Hey, auntie, do you really not know or are you pretending not to know... The water in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas is too deep, and he is a direct disciple with no background..."

“It looks like scenery, but it’s actually nothing.”

"I don't know how many people are looking forward to his death."

"After he dies, someone else can take over. The identity of the chief disciple is just a title for Yu Wuya. If it is applied to those who are deeply rooted... it will have a great effect."

When Ye Qingxuan heard this, her face turned ugly.

She knew all these principles, but she didn't expect them to be so intuitive now.

It's hard to accept.

The identity of the chief disciple, if it falls on some people, is related to the outcome of the factional war, but for Yu Wuya, it is just a false name.

Therefore, he blocked the way of many people.

Now that he has finally disappeared, it is impossible for those superior beings in the Holy Land to spend a huge price to bring him back.

"I don't care, I want to save him!"

For a long time, Ye Qing turned sideways in anger.

"How can you save me?"

Elder Yao looked at her with interest.

Little girl movie, whimsical!

"Didn't you say that my mother is very powerful...can she be saved with my blood and essence?" Ye Qingxuan raised her eyebrows and said thoughtfully.

"Absolutely not!"

Elder Yao, who originally wanted to see a good show, suddenly became anxious, like a cat whose tail has been stepped on. This is absolutely not possible, absolutely not possible!

"Then will you save me?"

The corners of Ye Qingxuan's mouth curled up, like a little fox that had succeeded in its evil scheme.

"I save..."

Elder Yao's head drooped.

He wailed in his heart. He didn't know how many people he would offend this time. I'm afraid that his life in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas would not be easy in the future...

His heart is like a mirror.

The chief disciple of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws is equivalent to the face of the Holy Land. Who dares to assassinate him easily? Even a cruel and domineering member of the demonic path would not dare to provoke a Holy Land like this!

So it is self-evident who did it.

However, the Holy Land has to keep face after all, so this kind of thing must not be done too obviously.

In addition, the Holy Land is divided into many factions, including neutral factions who uphold justice, so some compromises will be reached internally...

This is why, when Yu Wuya was seriously injured and returned to the sect, no one cared about him.

No one came to deliver medicine for treatment, and no one interrogated him for Gong Lingjian's disappearance. Even if rumors circulated within the sect that Yu Wuya had killed Gong Lingjian, the sect remained indifferent.

No one stopped the rumors and no one checked the truth!

This situation is very strange.

Maybe there are smart people who have seen the clues, but no one dares to say it, because the undercurrent in this huge holy land is too scary...

A small number of people advance bravely and control the general trend.

But most people are wise to protect themselves.



After an unknown amount of time, Yu Wuya finally woke up.

He looked around and suddenly found a beautiful figure in white lying on the bedside of his bed, sleeping, seeming to have been taking care of him.

"This is...Ye Qingxuan?"

Based on his memory, he knew the identity of this girl, and he sighed in his heart, she is so beautiful and blessed, she is so handsome.

"Senior Brother Wuya, you're awake!"

At this time, Ye Qingxuan also woke up and looked at him in surprise.

"Well, thank you, Junior Sister."

Yu Wuya said with a smile and a graceful demeanor.

"No, I didn't do anything."

Ye Qingxuan's pretty face turned red, she lowered her head and whispered.

"No!"

Yu Wuya directly grabbed her white little hand and looked at her gently: "I can feel that my injury is almost healed. You must have put a lot of thought into it..."

He wants to win over this girl!

In his memory, Ye Qingxuan was considered the strongest female disciple in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas. If he could make her give up on him, then he would have one more thug!

After all, his golden finger is a handsome guy.

Don't attack girls who are above 90% good-looking.

And the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas has gathered geniuses from countless dynasties in the Eastern Continent. There are so many girls who are over ninety percent, there are not even a thousand but eight hundred girls.

For him, this is simply a crisis!

And in order not to expose the fact that he can't beat them, he can only try his best to pretend to be an image in the future - I, Yu Wuya, never attack women!

And if a beautiful woman insists on causing trouble for him, as a modest gentleman who does not hit women, he will need a woman to help him solve the trouble...

Ye Qingxuan is the best candidate!

Therefore, for his own safety, he could only sacrifice his appearance.

"Senior Brother Wuya!"

As if being electrocuted, Ye Qingxuan quickly retracted her jade hands, her face instantly turned as red as an apple, and she lowered her head shyly.

Yu Wuya was stunned.

Then, a look of disappointment appeared on his handsome face.

Those deep eyes were a little dim, seeming a little ashamed and a little self-deprecating, and he apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, junior sister, I was rude..."

"No, no!"

"me……"

Seeing Yu Wuya's expression of disappointment, Ye Qingxuan quickly explained, but when she opened her mouth, she realized that she didn't seem to know how to explain.

Is it possible that if you tell him directly, "Senior brother, please touch me, I am willing", wouldn't that make you a shameless and slutty woman?

Suddenly, she blushed and was speechless.

The atmosphere instantly became awkward.

Fortunately, at this time, a cold and old voice came.
Chapter completed!
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