Fast-crossing boss: save the sick, petite and pitiful

Chapter 249 The Hypocritical Master in the Cultivation of Immortals (26)
Demon world.

Nan Wan was not surprised to hear the news from the world of cultivating immortals.

Shen Rong is such a person.

It's just that compared to the scheming in his previous life, he's crazy and hysterical in this life.

"Master, I will go with you."

Gu Jing was unexpectedly calm, he closed his eyes and held Nan Wan's hand, rubbing her warm cheek, his tone was cool for no reason.

With so many people bullying his master, do you really think he is dead?

"No need." Nan Wan shook his head slightly, "You stay here well."

She has her own considerations.

"But..." Gu Jing still wanted to insist, but was interrupted by Nan Wan.

"Xiao Jing, listen to me."

Gu Jing was stunned, he remembered how Nan Wan coaxed him when he was at Jianfeng.

Nan Wan gently tapped his forehead, and Gu Jing fell asleep immediately.

"Take care of him."

The fire phoenix flew out of Gu Jingling's sea, with a complicated expression.

"For two disciples, is it worth it?"

The suzerains of the eight major sects joined forces to encircle them, and each strength is in the period of leaving the body.

This trip, anyone with a discerning eye knows that there will be no return.

Nan Wan didn't answer, just turned and left.

Huofeng moved Gu Jing to the couch, and the sleeping person suddenly woke up.

"You..." Huofeng was startled.

"I'll go out for a while." Gu Jing made a random trick, and her figure slowly dissipated.

Huofeng had a helpless look on his face, and both of them had their own ideas.

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No cliff.

"Nanwan, are you really here?" Looking at the slender woman, the smile on Shen Rong's face became more and more smug.

He has painstakingly planned and managed the business, isn't it just for today?

"Nan Wan, today is your death day." Shen Rong's eyes were dark.

"Master." Bai Mianmian's lips trembled, "Hurry up and go."

She regretted it, regretted why she doubted Master because of a dream that day.

If it wasn't for her, Master wouldn't be in such a predicament.

"Let them go!" Nan Wan didn't even look at him.

"I won't let you worry about it." Shen Rong smiled strangely, and said sharply, "What are you still hesitating about?"

Seven figures emerged out of thin air.

Buddha Sect, Puppet Sect, Hehuan Sect...

All the suzerains of the eight sects have arrived.

"Master Sword Immortal, I'm sorry."

Did they really believe Shen Rong's words?not necessarily.

They were just suppressed by Jianzong for a long time and wanted to change the current situation.

And Shen Rong's decision just happened to fulfill them.

Human greed is endless.

Nan Wan stood on the edge of the cliff, his white robe fluttering.

She stretched out her hand, and a sword flew over, cutting the ropes between Bai Mianmian and the two of them.

"Walk."

Nan Wan tapped lightly with his fingertips, and the two disappeared in place.

To prevent accidents, it is better for the two to leave.

Half an hour ago, the system approached Nanwan.

[Host, the hero and heroine cannot die, they are the core of this world. 】

This is a world made up of a novel. Anyone can die, except the hero and heroine.

If they died, the world would collapse, and Nan Wan's mission would not be completed.

"Nanwan."

Shen Rong smiled slightly: "Did you never think that you would have today?"

From the memory, Nan Wan was cold and arrogant, sought after by others.

He needs to fight for the position of the suzerain of Jianzong with all his heart, but Nanwan only needs one sentence.

As long as she thinks, the entire Jianzong is hers.

His talent is not as good as hers, his strength is not as good as hers, his vision is not as good as hers, but his desire is far better than hers.

He didn't want to be a little Jianzong suzerain all his life, he wanted more.

Nan Wan looked at him with clear eyes, but didn't speak.

This indifferent attitude angered Shen Rong.

"Nanwan, you can only be proud for a while."

He waved his hand and signaled the other suzerains to block Nanwan's way out.

"You can't escape."

With him here, the world of cultivating immortals will no longer need Nan Wan, and he will take Nan Wan's place bit by bit.

"Master Sword Immortal." The lord of the Hehuan Sect looked at Nan Wanjiao's pretty face, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I offended you."

The smile is fake and ugly.

"Stop laughing, it's ugly." Nan Wan said lightly.

The head of the Hehuan Sect froze. After a long time, she came to her senses and said sarcastically, "Master Sword Immortal, you should worry about yourself!"

Together with them, Nan Wan is doomed to fall.

All the suzerains in the world of cultivating immortals hated Nan Wan.

Hate that she has always forcibly occupied the No. 1 status in the world of cultivating immortals, hate her for making the other sects never get ahead, hate her for always being so high above the others.

They are all like the proud sons of heaven, why should they be trampled on by Nan Wan, a junior?
Nan Wan said calmly, "You guys just have to make a move."

Shen Rong couldn't hold back, the spiritual power surged in his hands, and he rushed towards Nanwan.

The suzerains of several other sects followed suit and took action one after another.

……

"Senior brother." Bai Mianmian watched from afar, anxious: "Let's hurry up and help Master."

"It's useless." Sheng Ze shook his head slightly: "We will only distract Master if we go."

This is the battlefield in the out-of-body stage, and they in the golden core stage can't help at all.

"Do you want me to watch Master being besieged by so many people?" Bai Mianmian covered her face in pain, feeling remorse in her heart.

She didn't understand, why did things develop into what they are today?
The respect in the past has become a joke, and they all want the master's life.

They know, but can't do anything about it.

Sheng Ze hugged her tightly, his eyes were slightly red.

There is also part of the reason why what happened today.

If he wasn't sure that day, Bai Mianmian would have had an ordinary nightmare.

"Master." Bai Mianmian's tears wet Sheng Ze's lapel.

The war is drawing to a close.

Nan Wan was covered in blood, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted.

"Nanwan."

Seeing Nan Wan's distressed appearance, the smile on Shen Rong's face became more cheerful.

"go to hell!"

After saying that, he mercilessly knocked Nan Wan off the bottom of the cliff.

Now that Nanwan has run out of fuel, falling into the cliff has only one result, and that is death.

"Master." Bai Mianmian trotted over, seeing this scene from a distance, felt weak all over.

Looking at Nan Wan's dilapidated face, the complacency on Shen Rong's face couldn't be stopped.

It turned out that defeating Nan Wan was so simple, thanks to his hard planning for so many years.

"Today, you all worked hard to remove a major disaster for Jianzong." Shen Rong turned around and said with a smile: "Jianzong owes you a favor, if you want something in the future, just come and ask."

"Where is this saying?" The head of the Hehuan Sect smiled delicately: "We are also for the world of cultivating immortals."

They didn't care whether Nan Wan colluded with the demon world or not, they only cared about having this opportunity to defeat Nan Wan.

Of course, it would be best to gain some benefits from Jianzong.

"That's right." The suzerains of several other sects echoed.

"Send someone to spread the word! Just say that Nanwan has been completely removed."

Shen Rong smiled lightly and instructed the disciples on the side.

"Let's go!"

He didn't even look at the two people who were paralyzed on the ground, and left with a group of people behind him.

Without Nanwan, there will be no one in the world of cultivating immortals worthy of his fear.

(End of this chapter)