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"Senior Brother, I..." A female voice paused after saying two words, and a huge wave appeared in Nie Wushuang's heart, because the female voice was Bu Yanyun.

Nie Wushuang quickly exerted his inner breath to the extreme, for fear that the two of them would find it, so they hid among the leaves of big trees and listened carefully with their ears.

Mo Qingyu shouted in a stern voice: "Are you still thinking about that kid? Isn't it?"

Bu Yanyun said: "Senior Brother Mo, I have not considered the issue of Taoist couples yet, so please don't speak like this."

Mo Qingyu shouted, "Junior sister, do you think I don't know. Since that kid killed his master, you kept saying that you wanted to kill him to avenge his master, but in private he often went to the spiritual medicine field he managed to stare blankly. I knew you were worried about him. I really didn't know what he had? Junior sister Bu, you are the proud daughter of heaven, and he is a mere servant, how can you deserve you? Indeed, he, Nie Wushuang, recently, has been lucky and has flattered the master, so what? If the master hadn't stopped him before, I would have destroyed him. How could you let him interact with him like this?"

Bu Yanyun smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, he killed the master, I... I... Senior brother, you promise me and let me avenge the master."

Mo Qingyu sneered, "Can you kill him? Humph, the master's lineage, twenty-three people. Except for a few guys who have long been resentful to the master, which of the rest doesn't want to kill Nie Wushuang? But what about you? You keep telling everyone that you want to kill him with your own hands. Do you think I don't know? You have no intention of killing him at all. Do you want to save him?"

Bu Yanyun shook his head and said sadly: "No, no! I don't, I don't."

"You have it! Yanyun, tell me why you look at this with admiration? What's the good thing about him? You have to know that the master raised you since he was a child and did not avenge this revenge, how would you face the master?" Mo Qingyu's voice was low.

Bu Yanyun coughed suddenly a few times and said miserably: "Senior Brother Mo, I don't know, I don't know, don't ask me, okay? I beg you."

Nie Wushuang heard the conversation between the two, and thought to himself: "Sister Sister Bu, I... I always thought you had hated me to the core, but... but you..." He could no longer help but quietly push away the leaves and looked at the place where they were talking.

Mo Qingyu pressed his hands on Bu Yanyun's shoulders, a scar on his face twitched, and a hatred in his eyes said to Bu Yanyun who was crying, "Junior sister, I just want to ask you, what should I do if the revenge of killing the master? Tell me, or I will take action for you."

Bu Yanyun trembled all over and hurriedly said, "Senior Brother, don't... I've thought about it. Although he was the master's death, the real sinner was Fu Xuesong, the master of the hall. Yes, Senior Brother Mo, Fu Xuesong is the real murderer who killed the master. Moreover, he is now protected by Fu Xuesong. Only by killing Fu Xuesong can you have a chance to kill him, otherwise..."

Mo Qingyu gradually fell into thought and said after a moment: "This is, last time I... if I didn't get rid of Fu Xuesong, even if I killed Nie Wushuang, with the relationship between them now, I'm afraid we will die at Fu Xuesong's hands. Alas, this Fu Xuesong's cultivation level is so easy to kill him?"

The tears on Bu Yanyun's face slowly retracted, and she pinched her fist hard and said hatefully: "If we can win the first place on the sect, with so many cultivation resources and treasures, we will naturally have the opportunity to surpass Lord Fu, so that we will have the opportunity to avenge our master."

Mo Qingyu pondered for a long time and said, "How difficult is it to be the first in the sect? Junior sister, you and I have the cultivation level now. Only by staying in the Cedar Hall with their tails in between will you have the chance to avenge this revenge in the future. As for this sect, don't even think about it."

Bu Yanyun suddenly felt miserable but said with a firm look on his face: "Either first or die! If I don't even dare to think about the first place in this sect? How can I talk about the ability to further my cultivation?"

Mo Qingyu looked at Bu Yanyun and said, "Ten thousand foundation-building disciples, the first in the sect, Junior Sister Bu, I will just think you are talking angry."

An extremely strong spirit flashed in Bu Yanyun's eyes. Since her master's death, she has been in a daze, feeling that she was living like a walking corpse, and the oath just now seemed to make her live instantly.

The two faced each other, with their eyes facing each other, and were silent for a long time. Mo Qingyu suddenly patted Bu Yanyun's shoulder, whispered a few words, and walked slowly towards Kaiye Square with Bu Yanyun.

After listening to the conversation between the two, Nie Wushuang felt ups and downs: "I can only wait for the matter to cool down for a while before I could explain to Senior Sister Bu. If Senior Sister Bu knows that her master really has collusion with the Demon Sect, I believe she can understand Lao Fu's behavior. Now that she is so unstable, I should not disturb her first. After all, his master is also killed by me. When she sees me, she will only make her feel sad. Forget it, let her calm down for a while."

Nie Wushuang sat on the branch for two hours. He had been thinking about the recent things. For a moment, he felt distressed when he thought of Bu Yanyun's pitiful appearance just now. Then he thought of the face that Mo Qingyu forced her just now. He hated Mo Qingyu in his heart and gritted his teeth in his face. Then he thought about the cruelty of the world of cultivation, and then he thought about his low strength now. Now that he was conducting a sect competition, he could only hide aside, and he didn't even have the courage to go to the stage. He sighed in his heart that the fates between people were different.

At this moment, a figure flew over. Nie Wushuang looked at the person coming through the crack of the tree. He was stunned. He was curious and immediately turned over and fell down the tree, landed on the ground, looked at the other party and asked, "Why are you here?"

Fu Xuesong's face turned pale and he sneered: "My Deputy Lord Nie, you will enjoy it."

Nie Wushuang smiled at Fu Xuesong awkwardly and said, "Old Fu, you know me. My cultivation level is only to deal with the monk Jiedan..."

Fu Xuesong sneered and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? To deal with monk Jiedan. Who do you think you are?"

Nie Wushuang laughed and said, "Yes, yes, I, Nie Wushuang, aren't even nonsense. By the way, why did you find it?"

Fu Xuesong looked into the sky through the mottled tree cracks and said slowly: "It has been two days and one night since Zongbi. As for how embarrassing you this time, I won't say anything. Anyway, my face in Xuesong Hall has also made you lose all. Do you think I want to come to you? But in order to prevent you from blaming me in the future, I will tell you that Bu Yanyun is on the stage."

Nie Wushuang was shocked and hurriedly said, "What? Senior Sister Bu is on the stage?"

Fu Xuesong nodded and said, "Yes, she not only played, but also has three games. It seems that she doesn't plan to end, and..."

Nie Wushuang suddenly felt nervous and asked, "And what?"

"And she has been injured. According to my calculations, she can hold on for one more time at most, and I am afraid she will have life worries!" Fu Xuesong said lightly.

"Why didn't he say it earlier?" When Nie Wushuang finished speaking, his body had already floated up and shot towards Kaiye Square.

Fu Xuesong stood there, took a deep breath, and disappeared in an instant.

When he rushed back to Kaiye Square, Nie Wushuang no longer cared about hiding and flew outside the Zongbitai. He immediately saw the corpse on the ground next to the Zongbitai and dozens of people waiting to compete.

Looking up at Zongbi's stage, Bu Yanyun was wearing a long white dress, which was already covered in blood. She had a circle of white scarf wrapped around her head and was stained with blood. Her hair was not tied with a small braid, but was naturally scattered on her shoulders, covering a small part of her cheeks.

Blood was covered with blood on both sides of her cheeks, and the loose hair was covered with red blood, which was particularly eye-catching.
Chapter completed!