Sick villain's fall in love

Chapter 150 It would be better if the magic cultivator is dead

Wen Zhu begged bitterly, but Feng Xie was indifferent.

Wen Zhu, who had already made a breakthrough in his cultivation and his strength soared, chose to kill Feng Xie in that secret realm, because he couldn't let the master spread the news about him being entangled with Moxiu!
And before killing Feng Xie, Wen Zhu, who had been coveting Feng Xie's beauty for a long time, invaded Feng Xie's body frantically.

Although Yan Rui was not happy in her heart, she still chose to forgive under Wen Zhu's persuasion.

Wen Zhu gave all the magical medicines in Fengxie's storage bag to Yan Rui, and before they left, they destroyed the secret realm and Fengxie's body.

No one knew that Fengxie Zhenjun, who had made a huge impact and successfully conceived a baby at the age of more than 300, fell into the hands of the disciple whom he had single-handedly taught.

After accepting the plot, Bi Xie looked tremblingly at Zhong Lingmiaoxiu, a soft and cute little apprentice, with complicated emotions.

At this moment, several sound-transmitting paper cranes flew towards the garden, and a steady voice sounded one after another: "The demon cultivator blew himself up, Master Fengxie, please wait a moment, I'll come as soon as possible—"

The huge bombing left the entire garden devastated. With a wave of his sleeve, Bi Xie floated in the air and glanced at Moxiu who had completely self-destructed, frowning slightly.

"True Monarch Fengxie, what can you see?" the enchanting female cultivator said in an indifferent manner.

His charming eyes swept across Daoist Xixing's handsome face, and he said with a light smile, "Reverend Xixing was really unnecessary just now, Zhenjun Fengxie is the elder I sent Yuanying Taishang, do you need Daoist Xixing to give a barrier?"

"Or is it that Master Xixing also intends to become a Taoist partner with Master Fengxie?"

Bi Xie squinted at the woman who was speaking, with no expression on his face.

Master Xi Xing's face turned serious: "Reverend Jianshui, please don't make jokes! Xi Xing devotes himself to pursuing the Dao of cultivation, and he has already got rid of all emotions and desires."

"Tch", Master Jianshui snorted softly, "Cultivating immortals is not about being a monk, it's pedantic."

"Haha", Master Fengyan laughed heartily: "What Fairy Jianshui said is true. The so-called cultivation is to learn the Tao and practice, to seek the true self, to discard the false and keep the true. Is it the original intention of cultivating Taoism?"

"It's better that Master Fengyan understands style better," said Master Jianshui with a chuckle.

"False reasoning!" Daoist Xi Xing held back for a long time, uttered two words awkwardly, then looked at Bi Xie, "True Master Fengxie, do you still have a living?"

Bi Xiexuan glanced down and slowly shook his head: "No, they are all dead."

"It's better if they're all dead. These demon cultivators are all dead, and we don't have to hunt them out one by one like cats and mice." Master Jianshui removed the enchantment from his body.

Another female cultivator present snorted coldly: "It's really big-chested and brainless. Do you think these demon cultivators are as stupid as you? If they didn't have ulterior motives, they would easily blow themselves up?"

Reverend Jianshui stared angrily, and looked at the female cultivator who spoke: "Reverend Qiu Nong, you have small breasts and brains, so what is the purpose of these demonic cultivators?"

"You!" Master Qiu Nong clenched his fists, glanced at Master Jianshui bitterly, and said, "These demon cultivators all shouted the same slogan before they blew themselves up. Could it be that Master Jianshui is deaf?"

"What do you mean?" Master Jianshui walked towards Master Qiu Nong angrily, his eyes spitting fire.

Master Feng Yan hurriedly stopped between the two of them with a smile: "Don't worry, two fairies, the Yin Demon Gate has been destroyed for many years, and the scattered Demon Cultivators have also been eliminated by the four major sects one after another over the years. Forgive them for not being able to make any waves. "

(End of this chapter)