Villain: Overturn the table, I don’t want to play anymore!

The old man was very angry, but he was still very angry.

This is especially true for Mo Yuxiang.

The past memories are constantly eroding the heart of this saint.

Many years ago, Zixiao, her eldest disciple, spoke to her as if jokingly.

"Master, if one day, your beloved disciple becomes the enemy of the whole world, will you believe me?"

"Xiao'er, are you having a nightmare? Why do you suddenly say such words?"

"Oh, Master! Just answer me! If it really becomes like that, will you believe me?"

"Since I am your Master, of course I will believe you. We are of one mind, and we will gather together and return together. If we become the enemy of the whole world, Master will stand by you."

"Then it's a deal, Master! Pinky promise!"

"Okay!"

"..."

In the memory of that day, Zixiao got her answer, and her young body trembled slightly, and she herself thought that Zixiao was just a childish person who said childish words just because of a nightmare.

Thinking about it now, could Zixiao have noticed something at that time?

For so many years, Zixiao has been fighting against unknown "things", and as a teacher, she not only did not stand firmly on Zixiao's side, but even like everyone else, she was in this hall, counting the sins committed by Zixiao.

Anyone can betray Zixiao, but she can't!

Mo Yuxiang has figured this out now, but she doesn't know how to ask Zixiao to stay.

And looking at Mo Yuxiang who didn't speak, Zixiao said secretly.

Hurry up and agree!

Only by leaving this sect can I live well!

The suppression of the Heavenly Dao seems to be getting stronger and stronger. If it continues like this, I might just die!

I will definitely quit this sect! Even Jesus can't keep me, I said!

Zixiao felt the change in the way of heaven, raised his head and said firmly again: "Master, please allow me to call you Master again. Thank you for taking care of me for so many years. As for the resources of the sect, I didn't waste a single cent."

"I said before that all the resources distributed to me by the sect, as well as the Holy Son Order and the Holy Son Robe, are placed in that storage ring. I think Junior Brother Lin should have checked it."

"I have never owed the sect a cent."

"The only thing I'm sorry for is your kindness in raising me, but I believe you can see my care for my fellow disciples over the years. No matter what happens in the future, I promise not to stand on the opposite side of you."

"No, or rather, after I leave the sect, I will disappear directly and will never cause trouble to Master and everyone again!"

Everyone can feel the determination in Zixiao's tone.

Mo Yuxiang was no exception. She said with a trembling voice: "You, have you really made up your mind?"

"Yes!"

Zi Xiao did not give in at all: "Master, now I only have this one request, please fulfill it!"

"..."

The hall was silent, everyone was waiting for the decision of the Holy Lord. If it were normal days, they would still stand up and say something.

But before they "attacked" the Holy Son, now even if they found out the truth, how could they have the face to say anything to let Zi Xiao stay.

The Supreme Elder sighed.

At the beginning, he wanted to speak out to save Zi Xiao, but after Lin Ye, the disciple, showed the Supreme Bone, his position changed.

The idea in his mind was that the position of the Holy Son could be anyone from their Holy Lord's lineage, not to mention that the Supreme Bone might not be inferior to the ancient double pupil.

I don't know when, his perspective on things became profit-seeking.

He had completely forgotten that Zixiao was his disciple!

Zixiao's inky eyes stared at Mo Yuxiang, waiting for her answer.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Mo Yuxiang spoke: "Okay, I agree to your request."

"What?!"

The hall finally erupted.

"Why did you agree to let the Holy Son leave?!"

"The Holy Son can't leave! Such a genius, if he leaves, it will be a loss for the sect!"

"The Holy Lord is confused! He can't let the Holy Son go!"

"I feel guilty about the Holy Son. If the Holy Son is willing to stay, I am willing to die to apologize!"

"..."

The elders and mountain masters were like this, and the young disciples were even more flustered. They blushed and burned.

The emotion of guilt was constantly invading their minds. Even if Zixiao didn't blame

They blamed them, but they could not get over it.

Some people who took the initiative to frame Zixiao were so scared at this time. They could imagine what kind of investigation they would face if the Holy Son left.

After all, they forced the Holy Son away!

Hearing Mo Yuxiang's words, Zixiao smiled knowingly: "Thank you, Master... No, thank you, Holy Lord!"

After saying this, the terrifying aura that Zixiao had been emitting slowly converged until it disappeared.

But just as he withdrew his momentum, Zixiao's eyes widened.

"Puff!!!"

He spat a mouthful of blood directly on the hall.

"Holy Son!"

"Big Brother!"

"Xiao'er!"

Seeing Zixiao spitting blood, everyone in the hall exclaimed, especially Mo Yuxiang, Luo Tingxuan and Lin Ye.

The three figures moved, obviously intending to check Zixiao's injuries, but Zixiao stretched out a hand to stop the three from rushing forward.

"Sorry everyone, I had a fish bone stuck in my throat before I came here. Don't worry about it. It's my fault that I soiled the hall. However, I have already left the sect. Please forgive me this time."

After saying that, Zixiao turned around and left in a hurry.

That look made people suspicious.

After Zixiao left, everyone started to discuss.

"What do you think of the blood that the Holy Son spit out?"

"Didn't he say that a fish bone got stuck in his throat!"

"Are you an idiot? What kind of fish bone can get stuck in a cultivator in the Spirit Severing Stage? In my opinion, the Holy Son must be fighting with something unknown. After all, you have seen the appearance of Ling Yunting and that disciple."

"That's right, the thing hiding in the dark clearly wants to frame the Holy Son! And the Holy Son is leaving now, probably because he doesn't want to implicate the sect."

"The Holy Son is suffering too much! For so many years, he has been misunderstood by people in the sect, but he never explained. I guess he left today, It's because he couldn't hide it anymore."

"Then why did the Holy Lord agree to let the Holy Son leave? We all feel sorry for him!"

"Are you stupid? The things hidden behind are too dark. Even our Tianxuan Holy Land has been eroded unknowingly. I guess the Holy Lord let the Holy Son go on purpose. This is for the sake of the entire sect!"

"Given the character of the Holy Son, this is probably the reason, but what should he do?"

"I don't know..."

Listening to the discussion of the crowd, this time, Mo Yuxiang did not speak out to stop it. Instead, she slumped on the ice crystal chair, her beautiful eyes a little absent-minded, and I don't know what she was thinking about.