The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy chapter 1032

The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy
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The white crane boy blinked, “Who are you?”
Ye Ling said softly, “I’m just a human being who cultivates immortality, and I don’t have any identity.”
“Oh,”
The young man looked quite curious, and he suddenly leaned forward, “I don’t even know who I am.”
“what”
Ye Ling made a short and urgent question, and he nodded without a smile. If He Hua lost his memory, it would be useless for him to stay by his side.
In his sleep, Ye Ling kept thinking of the cave of the gods that day, that mysterious and splendid place. He didn’t know what secrets were buried, but he was extremely curious about it.
I always feel that the secrets buried there can revive myself.
After a long period of silence, Ye Ling’s mind was in a mess, and she couldn’t help feeling quite disappointed with the white crane boy who had lost his memory.
“Your name is Hehua,”
Ye Ling calmed down, “Come with me.”
“Oh.”
He Hua responded, his face still filled with the innocent aura of a young man, he followed with small steps and naughty poked the little green snake on the shoulder.
“What’s the girl’s name?”
The little snake was so frightened that she hurried forward two steps and followed Ye Ling. Ye Ling’s voice revealed helplessness, “He won’t eat you.”
In recent days, the Kunlun faction has not been peaceful. After losing their lives in the scuffle with the demons, the old stubborn people who had been pressed by her and him before had nothing to do.
Lin Yihan sat in the house and heard the chaos outside.
It seems that someone came in, “Miss Lin has to give us an explanation! You and Mu Chenshui have always had a good relationship, so how can you be as fearful as a tortoise, hiding in the house and not coming out?”
More and more unbearable sounds sounded, Lin Yihan had absorbed too much spiritual power in the blood jade hairpin, and now his body is temporarily… Unacceptable, so he could only hide in the house and secretly practice magic.
She felt that every inch of blood vessels in her body seemed to burst at any moment, and she was unavoidably anxious.
Coupled with the sound of knocking on the door one after another, it was even more disturbing.
“If you want me to tell me, it’s a good thing that this Sect Master Mu died. You don’t even think about what she did to the disciples of the Kunlun School when she was alive.”
The disciples who were following the old stubborn man suddenly crossed the river and demolished the bridge. As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused a lot of dissatisfaction.
After all, the Kunlun School pays attention to respect, no matter what…
Whether Mu Chenshui was good or bad in the impressions of the disciples, she was the head of the Kunlun School who saved the face of the Kunlun faction and led everyone to escape many disasters.
There is still some majesty in the hearts of the disciples.
“Bah! We’re at fault for what we said. Isn’t Mu Shenshui just an emotional bitch? She also cooperates with the demon clan, bah! It’s a shame for our Kunlun faction!”
Someone suddenly mentioned the cooperation between Mu Chenshui and the Yaozu. In fact, this matter is tacitly understood among the disciples of the Kunlun faction. After all, it is beneficial to both parties… But this statement is indeed true. The disciples who Mu Chenshui spoke were forced to shut up, as if the credit for attacking the Demon Race was done by their younger disciples, and had nothing to do with Mu Chenshui.
People’s hearts are so cold that it is hard to calculate. Lin Yihan heard those words in her ears, and a sneer sneered on the corner of her mouth. She was… angered, and blood spurted out.
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“Let me tell you,”
The old sect masters who had been insulted by Mu Shenshui stood outside the door and said arrogantly, “Aren’t these Lin Yihan and Na Mu Shenshui the same person! We are now taking advantage of her practice and rushing in to solve it. Don’t you have to?”
He was directing his disciples to kill Lin Yihan inside and out, and his heart was clear.
Fortunately, the disciples of the Kunlun School received good upbringing from childhood, and they were always skeptical of his jumping-off orders.
No one was willing to obey the… old stubborn order, so he kicked the disciple who was guarding the door angrily.
A loud howl came from outside, “Miss Lin, be careful!”
“Humph! Since you… little bastards are unwilling to do anything, let me come, except… this scourge of the Kunlun faction.”
The door panel was smashed, and the… the head of the sect who was crippled by Mu Shenshui before rushed in.
The other disciples also looked at each other in dismay, and followed in extremely helpless.
However, they found a dead body lying in the center of the floor, and a few Kunlun disciples suppressed the nausea surging in their stomachs.
He stepped forward and turned the… corpse over, it was the Sect Master who had just forced his way in.
A woman with loose hair came out from behind the screen, her face was too pale, but her lips were red.
If you look closely, you can see that it is not rouge, but fresh blood.
She opened her mouth softly, her voice inexplicably filled with infinite sadness, “This person is reckless and disregarding human relations, and was executed on the spot by me.”
Lin Yihan took a few steps forward, and the younger disciples who followed were forced to retreat a few steps by the absorbing spiritual power on her body, “Miss Lin…you are…”
Lin Yihan held a piece of armor that Mu Shenshui had given birth to, and she said, “From now on, I will be the head of the Kunlun School.
In the past, the head of Mu’s house was kind-hearted, and the few left behind don’t need to live anymore now.”
The top of the Kunlun faction was covered, and everyone thought that the ruthless Sect Master Mu could breathe a sigh of relief after his death, but the newly appointed Sect Master Lin made it even tighter.
Houshan erected a tomb for Mu Shenshui, and Lin Yihan stood there quietly, not speaking.
Looking around, not far from the tombstones of Xue Gu and Tang Qiong, Lin Yihan’s tears rolled down silently, “Why did it become like this, I didn’t say let you…”