activa-t Chapter 121: Betrayal
Chapter 121: Betrayal
At this moment, Yun Qi clenched his fists until they made a crackling sound.
She returned to the sad place two years ago, risking the danger of her soul being corroded by the evil spirit, and rushed forward with nothing left, to retrieve the heavenly spiritual fruit of the cultivation world, the Hedao fruit, just to save the life of her new good-for-nothing master.
But in front of his own master's school, he was knocked unconscious by a stick and the fruits of his labor were stolen!
She is very calm, but that doesn't stop her from going crazy!
Traitor! Damn traitor! Is she going to fight a traitor in this life?
A terrifying aura emanated from Yun Qiyue's entire body.
The items in the good-hearted master's room were instantly shattered into powder, and then the beams fell down with a "crack", and the roof collapsed.
Only the barrier on the good-for-nothing master remains.
His eyes were tightly closed, and his expression was the serene one that Yun Qiyue was familiar with, with only a few stains of blood on his beard ruining the peace.
The eldest brother, who was missing half of his brain, rushed in holding a large clay pot.
"Second... Junior Sister... don't lose your temper in Master's room!"
"Otherwise! Snake will serve you!"
The eldest senior brother calls himself a peerless hero, but he is actually just a young boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. His eyes are filled with innocence and ignorance of the world. When he looks at people, his eyes are dark and extremely focused, which is a bit creepy.
"How do you keep the house?"
"Did you know that there was a thief in the house? Did you know that the master was dead?"
"All he does all day is play with snakes!"
Yun Qiyue waved her hand and knocked away the pottery jar that the hero always held in his hand, and all kinds of colorful poisonous insects ran out of the jar.
Under normal circumstances, the peerless hero would have already started fighting with Yun Qiyue.
But now, he tilted his head and looked at Yun Qiyue with a frown.
"You are not allowed to curse Master like that! You are not allowed to!"
"I can make a longevity pill. As long as the poisonous insects in the jar are cultivated, Master's injury will be healed!"
"If you talk about Master like that again, I'll get angry!"
The peerless hero stared at Yun Qiyue with his dark eyes, and his cheeks were puffed up.
"Open your eyes and look! Master is dead!"
Yun Qiyue grabbed the hero by the neck and put his face close to his master's body.
Although the hero is not very smart, he has his own way of distinguishing life and death.
His dark eyeballs turned into two black auras, probing into the temple of his good-natured master, and then he turned pale with horror.
"Master... is he really dead? Dead?"
The peerless hero looked up at Yun Qiyue in disbelief, his eyes full of surprise.
Then he started spinning in circles.
"Who is it? Who killed the master?"
"Is it you? No, it's not you, then who is it?"
His eyes also began to slowly turn red, and colorful smoke came out of his body.
Yun Qiyue subconsciously took two steps back.
Great, another crazy one!
The eldest brother only has half a brain, but his strength is still impressive.
If it was two years ago, Yun Qiyue would naturally not be afraid.
But her golden elixir was shattered, her sword bone was lost, and she had only been practicing Taoism for two years, and now she was only at the foundation stage.
The reason why he was able to fight to a draw with his senior brother who didn't emit poisonous fog was all due to his rich fighting experience when he was practicing swordsmanship.
"What's wrong? What's going on? Are you two going to tear down the house?"
A young woman holding a red umbrella appeared at the door.
Her figure was half real and half virtual, with no shadow under her feet.
This is the third disciple of Tianyi Sect, Su Qingqing, a fierce ghost.
"I said……"
"Eh? What happened, Master?"
Su Qingqing was also very perceptive. She noticed something wrong from her master's bloody beard and soon realized that her master had lost all hope of survival.
"Master!" Su Qingqing held an umbrella and pushed aside the eldest senior brother who was still circling in front of the master's couch, her voice was very sad.
Then, black gas billowed out of her body, and the beautiful woman with a pretty face disappeared. Only a black ghost with pale skin, bloodshot eyes, and a mouth full of fangs was left.
You see, the good-hearted master always picks up some weird people, one is half stupid, one is disabled, and one is an evil ghost, to serve as the number of people in the sect.
The only normal good person, Huang Xuewei, has not appeared yet.
The case has been solved. The culprit is none other than Huang Xuewei, who joined the master's tutelage three months ago.
But Yun Qiyue was a very calm person and she never let anger cloud her mind.
So, she left the two people who were saddened by her master's body and rushed to Huang Xuewei's door.
The door was broken open violently, and the room was clean.
Some of Huang Xuewei's commonly used items have disappeared without a trace.
"Good good!"
Yun Qiyue sneered, and a terrible cyclone emerged from his body again, and Huang Xuewei's cabin was instantly turned into ruins.
"Has anyone seen Huang Xuewei?"
Yun Qiyue stood in the ruins and asked in a cold voice.
The peerless hero shook his head in confusion.