Fast Transmigration: Crazy Criticism of the Female Supporting Female Supporting Scumbag Man Who Shreds the Script Chapter 63: Immortal Sword Has Spirit (19)
"Tan Hua, you know, it is impossible for me to collude with demon cultivators. I have killed so many demon cultivators, and the reason why my spiritual veins were destroyed is because of you!"
Mingjue explained anxiously, "Tan Hua, go and talk to the sect leader. I didn't do these things! He misunderstood!"
Tan Hua looked at his expression and felt very amused. She crossed her hands in front of her in an elegant and generous manner, and said with a smile: "Mingjue, why do you have to use me as an excuse."
"Don't say it's for me. You just want to be my husband so that you can become the head of the Yunhe Sect in the future. Do you think I don't know your selfish intentions?"
"Originally I didn't mind, but now do you think you are still worthy of me?"
Tan Hua sighed with a smile, his eyes still soft, "If you really like me, you should ask yourself to go down the mountain and never appear in front of me again."
Mingjue looked at her in disbelief.
How could she say that!
"I obviously really like you!" Mingjue shouted loudly, "Tan Hua, ask yourself, as long as it is what you want, I will try my best to find it for you over the years. I have searched all over the mountains and forests just to find a soul for you.
Medicine, have you forgotten these?!"
Tan Hua covered her lips and laughed, "You only do this because my father is the sect master."
Mingjue stood there and stared at her blankly, as if he had just met her on the first day.
Tan Hua waved, and the maid walked to her side and held up the spirit.
She picked up Youling and gently stroked the scabbard, her eyes full of satisfaction. Just by looking at it, she knew that this sword was of the highest quality.
"Mingjue, you can no longer cultivate as an immortal, and holding this sword is a waste. Since you keep saying you like me, you might as well keep this sword."
The way Mingjue looked at her changed little by little.
He gritted his teeth and his eyes were as red as if they could make blood flow.
Mingjue raised his finger tremblingly and pointed at Tan Hua, "You, you were just pretending to be the way you were before? Is your love for me and your admiration for me all fake?"
"This matter, this matter was also said by you? You deliberately slandered Shi Yu and implicated me so that you could drive me out of Yunhe Sect in a fair and just way without having to bear a bad reputation?"
Tan Hua's round, almond-shaped eyes were gleaming with water as usual, and were bright and beautiful, but underneath this skin was a heart like a poisonous snake.
She sighed, "It's not particularly stupid."
"Mingjue, I asked you to be a sensible person because of our past friendship." She took a bag of money from the maid's hand and threw it in front of Mingjue, "This can be regarded as our friendship, take it
Take the money and leave Yunhe Sect."
Mingjue covered his heart, feeling that what he did for her was just feeding the dog!
There was a sweet smell in his throat. He endured the pain and gritted his teeth unwillingly, "I can leave! Give me back the spirit! Otherwise, I will spread all this and let everyone know that Yun He, who prides himself on justice,
How hypocritical the sect leader and the weak and kind-hearted eldest lady are, with hearts as poisonous as scorpions!"
Tan Hua glanced at the maid next to him. The maid stepped forward and kicked Mingjue. He fell to the ground with a cry of pain. He could no longer restrain the sweetness in his throat and vomited out a mouthful of blood.
The maid stepped on him so hard that he couldn't get up.
Having lost his spiritual veins, Mingjue is now a useless person in their eyes.
Tan Hua walked up to him gracefully step by step and looked down at him, "Mingjue, I advise you to be more knowledgeable, otherwise, I can't guarantee that you will die on the way."
"Mingjue, before you threaten me, you must first know whose territory this is. If I hear even a single word that is unfavorable to Daddy and me in the future."
She deliberately stopped talking and made a gesture of wiping her neck with her index and middle fingers, which was full of threats.
Tan Hua stroked the scabbard and said, "This sword is indeed good. I will accept it. Leave as soon as possible. There is no room for you here."
"let's go."
The door opened, and Tan Hua walked out with a regretful look on his face. He turned back frequently and finally sighed deeply.
The disciples who saw this scene couldn't help but sigh that the eldest lady was so kind.
Mingjue was lying on the ground, his plain clothes stained with gray, and his forehead was covered with sweat from the pain. Little by little, he tightened his grip on the bag of money on the ground and laughed sadly.
"Hahaha, it's fake, it's all fake!"
It was all a lie to him!
At this moment, what was ringing in Mingjue's ears was not the words Tan Hua said that made him angry, but Shi Yu's words.
He regretted closing his eyes.
Only Shi Yu was devoted to him, but what did he do?
If he hadn't seen the Yunhe Sect coming down to recruit disciples at that time, if he hadn't been blinded by power and status, would he and Shi Yu be fine now?
He can collect the elixirs and sell them, then open a shop and buy a small courtyard belonging to them, and live a life that belongs to the two of them.
Then it wouldn't be what it is today.
In the end, he had nothing left.
"Ayu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Two lines of clear tears fell from his regretful eyes. Mingjue stretched himself out and exhaled a long breath. He put everything he could take away from the room into his clothes and walked towards the mountain gate with difficulty.
Tan Hua stood on the high platform and looked at his back with a smile, showing a somewhat satisfied smile.
It is assumed that he realized the situation and left on his own.
"Miss, do you need a slave..."
The meaning behind is self-evident.
"Forget it, I don't dare to talk nonsense even if I think about him. The senior brother who used to be the superior of the sect has now had his spiritual veins destroyed and turned from a genius to a waste."
"Wouldn't that be more fun than killing him?"
The maid smiled and nodded, "That's what the eldest lady said."
Tan Hua smiled and stopped looking at Mingjue's embarrassed and staggering figure.
Mingjue walked for two days before finally coming down the mountain. He looked at the road ahead with a blank look in his eyes. He didn't know where else he could go now. It seemed that there was no room for him anywhere.
"Ayu..." he whispered softly, "Are you still willing to see me? I can't even keep my spirit!"
"Ayu, I want to see you, I really want to see you..."
After standing there and hesitating for a long time, he walked firmly in one direction.
…
A month passed in the blink of an eye. Every day when Shi Yu woke up, there would be beautiful flowers on the table.
She said once that the dishes she didn't want to eat were never served again, and the colors she didn't like never appeared in front of her eyes again. Ye Yuan's eyes looked at her more and more tenderly and dotingly.
After lunch, Shi Yu pulled the door frame and poked his little head out.
As soon as Ye Yuan looked over at Shi Yu, he immediately hid behind the door, going back and forth several times. Ye Yuan clenched his fists against his lips and laughed, with a look of doting in his eyes that he didn't even know he had.
When Shi Yu looked around again, Ye Yuan's figure was no longer on the seat, and she straightened up in surprise.
