Crematorium for all staff, and the fairy cultivator will quit with her

Chapter 23
Su Furong looked up, she felt that the group of people in front of her looked familiar, but they were not very clear, and it was only when she saw the badges on their waists that she suddenly realized.

It turned out to be those people from Ling Xiaofeng. Su Furong's memory still stayed in her own world for more than ten years. Seeing them now, it feels like a lifetime away.

The sassy girl in red on the opposite side walked towards her and sat down opposite Su Furong.

"Junior Sister Furong said goodbye last time, and your injuries are better."

Speaking of this incident, she felt a little guilty. Last time, dozens of them set up an array to trap Su Furong in the secret realm.

Every time Su Furong appeared on the stage, the number one of the Kunlun sect would have no suspense, Su Furong alone would crush all of them.

It caused them to think of the fear of being dominated when they saw Su Furong now.

They just wanted to trap Su Furong and didn't want to hurt her, but no one thought that Su Furong would risk her life just to win.

Su Furong also remembered this incident. This year in the Zongmen Dabi, she was trapped in the formation by Ling Xiaofeng's people, so she couldn't participate in the written test.

Using her own cultivation as a guide, she exhausted all her aura to break through the formation.

When she came out, she was exhausted and injured all over her body, and she took the injured body to participate in the subsequent written test, and she didn't fall on the stage until she got No.1.

Mu Lingling felt a little guilty. She heard that Su Furong had been in a coma for a long time because of this.

"I'm sorry Junior Sister Fu Rong, if you're unhappy, just hit me."

Others also gathered around, Su Furong looked at them in a daze, and then found out this matter in her memory, they were both rivals and friends in the last life.
After the last trial, they passed the selection and entered the upper realm, and they have never seen each other again.

"Senior Sister Lingling." She found the name in her memory, Su Furong was the youngest among them, and she lived in Ling Xiaofeng for a while, so she had a pretty good relationship with them.

"Hi Senior Brother Song..."

"Hello Junior Brother..."

Su Furong greeted each of them, and when her eyes fell on the pale young man, Su Furong was a little surprised.

This boy was the boy she met when she died and died with Ji Wuge.

Unexpectedly, it was Ling Xiaofeng's junior brother.

Su Furong didn't have a deep impression of this junior brother, she only knew that there was a junior brother in Ling Xiaofeng who was not in good health. He was in poor health, but he was extremely favored. Pass.

Every time he competes, he doesn't make any effort, he just follows a few people and doesn't speak, so Su Furong doesn't remember this person very much.

It turns out that this person is a formation mage, no wonder he has no cultivation, but he can be with these people.

On the opposite side, wearing a red robe, with a small bell hanging from a golden wire around his waist, and playing with a jade flute in his hand, the young man tilted his head and looked at Su Furong with a strange tone, "Hey, this is not our sister Furong, why are you so polite today."

Song Shuyu pursed his lips and smiled, and sat down opposite Su Furong with his clothes lifted, with a flirtatious charm.

"Sister Furong came to our Lingxiao City, and she didn't know that she came to play with us. Could it be that she still hated us for locking you in the formation?"

Su Furong took a bite of the pastry, but didn't speak, but wondered if she had offended this person.

Then she couldn't remember it anymore. What happened more than ten years ago was too long for her. She didn't want to argue with them. The strength of these people is above the middle stage of foundation establishment. It is not impossible to break through to the Void Core Realm.

They seem to have gone to the upper realm in their previous lives.

Su Furong has never participated in the selection, so she doesn't know the selection rules. She only knows that this trial requires many people to complete it together. In the previous life, two disciples went to Tiandao Academy, Qing Yunzong went to one, and Ling Xiaofeng went to four people. .

If Su Furong wants to successfully go to the upper world, she must find other people to compete with her.

She wanted to form a team with these people to go to the Upper Realm. Thinking of this, she smiled sweetly and flattered her sincerely, "Senior brother subdued me with his strength, how could I hold grudges?"

Everyone: What's wrong with the little junior sister from Kunlun Mountain, now it's the senior who is cursing.

Everyone knows that Su Furong is the strongest among them.

Now that Su Furong said this, isn't she mocking their villainous behavior, but what's wrong with this little junior sister, every time she sees her, she always has a cold face, as if the flowers of Gaoling cannot be touched.

When we meet now, we really say hello to each other.

Cheng Xing looked back at the girl in white, his brows subconsciously frowned, his heart was itchy, with an inexplicable anxiety.

Why do I feel that Su Furong seems to be different from the last time we met.

The last time I saw Su Furong, she was still high-spirited, her indifferent skin was full of the arrogance of Lao Tzu's number one in the world.

When we meet again now, she loses her vitality.

Like, after experiencing great sorrow and great joy, everything looks calm and lifeless.

Cheng Xing became anxious, and felt pain in his heart.

Song Shuyu noticed that the junior brother suddenly turned pale, he put away the mischievous smile, frowning and held Cheng Xinghui's hand.

"Your heart rate is too fast, what are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Cheng Xinghui suppressed his thoughts. After so many years, it's still the same. Whenever he thinks of Su Furong, he can't help but feel palpitations.

"Cheng Xinghui, did you not take your medicine properly? You were born with a missing piece in your heart. If this is still the case, even my brother can't save you."

Su Furong looked curiously, and the young man who was so pale that he seemed to disappear in a second was covering his heart. On such a cold day, there was cold sweat on his forehead.

Su Furong looked at it without blinking, a little dazed.

People's scriptures often say that Xizi holds her heart, which is even more touching than usual, and Dong Shi is even invited to follow suit.

Now she understands why Xizi is sickly beautiful.

Cheng Xing squeezed his fingers back, he raised his eyes, and met Su Furong's eyes.

No one knew, his palms were sweaty, and his mood was extremely chaotic. Subconsciously, he wanted to smile at the person opposite.

However, Su Furong had already withdrawn her gaze. From this angle, he saw the girl's pretty side face, as cold as jade, as if isolated from other people.

Cheng Xing's smile froze at the corner of his lips.

Su Furong looked at the competition below, Liu Si and the others had been beaten so hard that they couldn't stand up, and Jiang Hanyi couldn't stand up either.

"They are your juniors? But they don't seem to have the slightest cultivation base." Mu Lingling leaned over and looked at the people below with some pity.

Miserable, it is too miserable.

Su Furong didn't speak, but subconsciously frowned.

Seeing those monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage lift up one of the disciples and throw them on the stone pillar, the disciple spit out a big mouthful of blood, and the whole body has been exhaling more than inhaling.

"Junior Sister, don't plan to stop it? After all, he is also a disciple brought by you."

Su Furong still had a cold face and said nothing.

"Junior Sister, don't you plan to take care of it?" Song Shuyu also frowned, feeling a little bit of displeasure flashing in his heart. The Su Furong in his memory was not such a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Could it be that they offended you? So you want to watch them die?"

Su Furong laughed, but her eyes were cold, "Isn't this not dead?"

Song Shuyu choked, and wanted to say something, but Cheng Xinghui grabbed his sleeve.

"Brother..." He shook his head slightly at Song Shuyu, he felt that Su Furong must have their reasons for doing so.

In the arena, Jiang Hanyi's eyes were covered with blood. He looked up and saw the window of the restaurant. A girl was sitting by the window, her eyes clear and cold.

His eyes never fell on himself.

Jiang Hanyi looked at the big man in front of him, a monk in the foundation-building stage, who could wave them back with his hand. He picked up a wooden stick on the ground and stood up firmly.

He knew that the girl above had been looking at him.

He clenched the stick in his hand as if he were holding a sword.

He looked at the spells used by others, and immediately dodged. The person seemed to think that he was not justified, and he didn't care about his petty troubles.

Seeing Jiang Hanyi's movements, Su Furong frowned, turned over and jumped off the window sill. Before everyone could react, the girl disappeared into the chaotic crowd like an afterimage.

Jiang Hanyi saw the wooden sword aimed at the big man's chest, but the next second, the wooden stick in his hand was kicked over and he fell to the ground.

Su Furong kicked the big man so hard that he couldn't move.

The whole process took less than five seconds, and Su Furong's figure was like an afterimage, and immediately beat a dozen people to the ground.

Upstairs, Mu Lingling looked at each other, and Mu Lingling hesitated, "The downstairs seems to be all monks in the Foundation Establishment stage, right? Junior Sister Furong seems to have become stronger again..."

Song Shuyu nodded, "We are used to being the second child of Wannian in Ling Xiaofeng, and I don't know why this freak Su Furong came out. I don't think it's strange that she will be in the late stage of Golden Core in two years."

Cheng Xing turned his eyes and said nothing, the girl became clear in his eyes, so she was the only one in his eyes.

As far as Su Furong could see, there was chaos.

Liu Si and his party were covered in injuries, and when they saw her coming, they couldn't even speak.

There was no smile on her face, and she couldn't see any emotion. Jiang Hanyi was lying on the ground, her figure became more and more blurred, it seemed that snow had fallen from the sky, and it was icy cold.

She finally set her gaze on herself, but it was extremely cold.

"Jiang Hanyi, do you still want to practice Taoism?" She asked herself like this, Jiang Hanyi's mind was a little confused, and finally the scene of his parents' tragic death appeared before his eyes.

"Think...I want to..."

"If you want to go higher and farther on the road of cultivating the Tao, take back your murderous intentions...don't end up in a maddened state and never recover."

Jiang Hanyi's face lost all color suddenly, and she could see it.

"I see, thank you, Senior Sister..."

She took out a handful of pills from the ring and fed one to each of them.

In today's battle, facing a near-death situation, their potential must have been stimulated.

Mu Lingling and Song Shuyu walked down, and Mu Lingling smiled brightly, "Junior Sister Furong has become stronger again?"

"I haven't slacked off in the World of Warcraft Forest these days."

Su Furong was modest, she glanced at the disciple who was still not relieved after taking the elixir, and shook her head helplessly.

No, they didn't listen to what the Forest of Warcraft taught them today.

Mu Lingling kindly invited them to stay at Ling Xiaofeng for one night, Su Furong did not refuse.

She originally planned to go to Ling Xiaofeng to inquire about the upper realm.

At the same time, in Kunlun Mountains.

Su Qingyun stubbornly waited for Su Furong to come back. He never thought that even though the senior sister expressed her forgiveness, she still did not say a word when she left.

In the past, no matter what the senior sister went to do, she would leave him a letter, but now, he has become dispensable.

A trace of hostility flashed across the young man's eyebrows.

He heard from others that the senior sister took those outer disciples out for training.

He doesn't understand, are those outer disciples more important than him?

A major event happened in the sect recently. The newly recruited female disciple of Wudu Immortal Venerable entered the Qi refining period after only one month of cultivation. Ordinary people need three to five years.

She is even more outstanding than the senior sister back then. It is said that Yu Qingqing is the second Su Furong in the cultivation world.

What's more, some people said that they are both geniuses, but Su Furong was just lucky that she was relatively young when she practiced. If they practiced together, Yu Qingqing might be the only genius now.

I don't know who spread the word, but some people believed it.

Su Qingyun just wanted to sneer, that idiot is worthy of being compared with senior sister.

The talisman in his hand turned into ashes, and the green bamboo outside the window was covered with snow. He didn't know when spring would start.

At the door, a little girl in Tsing Yi, wearing a goose yellow jacket and skirt, came in with a basket.

Su Qingyun recognized her, this is the little girl next to that idiot who always peeked at him.

Lin Jiaojiao met the boy's eyes, and her heart beat a little fast.

The last time I was bullied by other seniors, saying that she was just Yu Qingqing's follower, and when they snatched her sword, it was this young man who helped him.

She still remembered that day when the young man leaned against the tree with a smile on his beautiful and affectionate eyes, some snow fell on his shoulders, and the young man carelessly brushed it away.

"Oh, really? Since you said that Yu Qingqing doesn't cover her, then I will cover her."

As he said that, he threw the talisman in his hand towards the two of them, like a spark exploding, scaring them back again and again, the young man picked up the sword on the ground and threw it in front of her.

She looked up, only to see the young man's cold eyes, as if he had just saved a cat or dog.

Lin Jiaojiao thought for a few days, and finally figured out how to come to him.

He helped himself, and he always wanted to thank him.

She suppressed her frenzied heartbeat, and she saw from a distance, the paper of the boy's talisman flying around.

She had heard a long time ago that Su Qingyun's cultivation was not high, but she was a talisman cultivator, and not everyone could do talisman cultivation.

In today's Comprehension Continent, some monks have to inherit the inheritance from their families.

Senior brother Su was picked up by Su Furong, no one knows his background.

Lin Jiaojiao thought, Senior Brother Su was probably the son of a family that fell into ruin in ancient times.

Otherwise, ordinary people would not be able to give birth to such a good-looking person.

Lin Jiaojiao blushed, she quietly stood at the door, a little nervous, "Senior Brother Su..."

Su Qingyun ignored her, this person has been sneaking around his house these days, not knowing what to do.

But remembering the rumors these days, he still put down his things.

"What's the matter?"

Except for Su Furong, he was indifferent to everyone.

Lin Jiaojiao was even more embarrassed to continue.

"Senior brother, you..."

Su Qingyun was a little impatient, and destroyed another talisman in her hand.

"Last time I saw my brother's hands turned red from the cold, so I specially sent gloves to my brother"

Su Qingyun suddenly remembered that this person seemed to have a very good relationship with the recent "genius girl".

A strange smile appeared on his face, and soon returned to normal.

"Did Qingqing ask you to send it?"

As soon as he spoke, Lin Jiaojiao turned pale and nodded helplessly.

"Yes... yes."

But he saw a gentle smile on the boy's face, "Thank you, it's fine where you put it."

(End of this chapter)