Master, I especially hold grudges!

Shi Fangyu died, his beloved disciple who pierced his heart with a sword, his soul was completely destroyed, and his death was miserable...

Shi Fangyu sat on the black ice jade coffin emitting warm light, and gathered the remaining spiritual power in his buttocks to insulate the cold air from the coffin lid.

Then leaning on his chin, he thought about why he woke up when he should have vanished into thin air.

By the way, he reminded himself that he was not angry, not angry, about the disciple killing his teacher.

No wonder!

Back then, as the master of Yaoguang Palace, he led his disciples to preach and teach karma to solve doubts. A good master in my eyes, a good example for the Seven Sons of Tianmen.

But he didn't want to step into the quagmire, the pot of the genocide flew on his back, and before he had time to explain, he was regarded as a sanctimonious man, but in the end he was behind his most beloved big apprentice...to the end.

Oh forget it, I don’t want to, I don’t want to, it hurts my heart.

He jumped out of the coffin and walked out of the cave. While rubbing his frozen buttocks, he looked at the blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green water. He took a deep breath, thinking that it would be better to be alive.

After death, I can't feel anything, I can't eat or drink, I can't tease my apprentices, I can't tease my brothers and sisters, it's very boring.

So killing him and making him such a boring apprentice is very hated.

"I want revenge!" He clenched his fists, his voice full of resentment.

But right now he had to get out of this damn place.

Shi Fangyu whistled towards the empty cliff, and then shouted loudly: "Good sword! Good sword!"

A good sword is a sword. When his master threw it to him, he asked him to name the sword himself. Unfortunately, when he was living abroad and suffering from childhood, Fangyu was illiterate and didn't understand farts. Adjectives were even worse. lacked.

He stared at the sword for a long time, and finally said, "It's a good sword."

"That's one, not one," his master laughed, and then touched the top of his head, "Let's call it a good sword." So the name was settled.

But a good sword seems to have a spirituality, and he often loses his temper when he is given such a name, and he refuses to be summoned nine times out of ten.Same this time.

He wanted to pat his ass and leave.

If the brothers and sisters of Tianmen know what he yelled just now, they will order him to take him back and chop him up.

When it comes to slaying demons and demons, no one is more professional than Tianmen people.

He looked down at the height of the cliff, and secretly calculated whether he would fall to his death if he just jumped down like this. After all, now that he had very little spiritual power left, he would definitely not be able to fly with the sword.

"Alas." The more I thought about it, the more sad it became. In the end, I had no choice but to turn over with my buttocks up, and slowly climbed down the mountain while holding on to the rocks.

In the wind, he thought, Shi Fangyu, the youngest, most powerful, cutest, and most handsome of the seven sons of Tianmen who was admired by the world back then, was reduced to the point of climbing rocks with the cold wind blowing... Really 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi.

Shi Fangyu stepped on the ground, patted the soil on his hands, and desperately wanted to find someone to ask him what happened after his death.

He picked up a branch and stood it on the ground. After he let go of his hand, the branch fell in one direction at will, and he swung towards that direction.

I don't know how long he walked, the sky gradually darkened, and the spiritual power in his body recovered a lot, so he wanted to raise his breath and lift himself up to speed up, but suddenly he felt something flying over his head with a "whoosh" sound. up.

He was excited when he saw someone, thinking that there must be someone in front of him, he didn't think about it, Shi Fangyu ran towards the direction where Yujian left.

Before leaving, Shi Fangyu wiped his face, and the face that originally belonged to him turned into a completely unfamiliar face.He didn't want to be recognized by others. At this time, his spiritual power was still low, so if he caught him, he would definitely be beaten up.

Even if he is not the Seven Sons of Tianmen, he is still a famous big devil. It would be shameless to be caught and beaten!

Sure enough, there was a small village in front of him. Shi Fangyu leisurely blended into the crowd, but saw many people in very familiar clothes.

"Are people from the six clans of Xianmen crawling all over the place now?" He muttered in a low voice, he hurriedly took out the bronze mirror he had just stolen from his clothes, looked at his face, and said to himself: "Such an ordinary appearance should not recognized."

He had just finished saying this when the voice in the teahouse in front suddenly caught his attention.

"It takes so much manpower to wipe out the chaotic beast, and I don't know which beast is better than the Demon Lord!" The man's voice was so loud that everyone could hear it, and there was a hint of disdain in his tone.

Some people echoed: "Don't you talk about the time domain, right? Everyone says that he is extremely powerful, and he slaughtered the entire Duan family in Lingxu by himself, but he was not killed by his useless apprentice in the end!"

Shi Fangyu stooped to the door of the tea house, and looked inside while holding the door frame.

"That's right, when I was cultivating in Tianmen Mountain, the master hated him the most. It is said that he became the master of the seventh palace because he went through the back door. He usually made trouble with his disciples by jumping up and down. I have long seen that he is not What a good person. I don’t know when he inherited the soul of the former Demon Lord Yansha, and turned the blessed land of Lingxu into such a purgatory on earth! Let me tell you, evil spirits are evil spirits, and they shouldn’t exist in this world!”

When Shi Fangyu heard this, he touched his chin, but he didn't expect that his memory was completely different from what outsiders saw.

When did he walk through the back door?

"But he seemed to have beaten your master back then, so he probably didn't go through the back door..." An honest man spoke out for him.

"What do you know? That's my master giving way to him, and the other six sons of Tianmen, who didn't give in to him everywhere? They all treat him like a brother, but I didn't expect him to do such a thing that insults my Tianmen!" The man spoke out immediately, gritted his teeth and replied with hatred.

"Hey! Don't tell me, in the presence of all the major families and the other six sons of Tianmen, Patriarch Duan actually picked up the leak. How old was he at that time? Fourteen or fifteen years old, it would make people laugh out loud .”

Another person stabbed him, "Hey, our Patriarch was also there..."

The man who was gnashing his teeth "hummed" when he heard this, exhaled from his nostrils, rolled his eyes upwards, and said in a sarcastic tone, "It's just a young child, the illegitimate son of the Duan family, who can look at him in normal times? Because It’s been five years since the family’s family changed and they got into the position of Patriarch. How have they improved? Hmph, the Duan family is only in name only.”

Shi Fangyu thought about what the man said. He had been dead for five years. He didn't expect that his unlucky apprentice had already become the head of the family, but he didn't seem to be recognized by others.

But when he was Fang Yu's apprentice, even though he had a deep hatred with him, that was their business, and it was their turn to dictate here?

Shi Fangyu was a little impatient, and wanted to walk in and teach these people a lesson, but after thinking about it, his current spiritual power is definitely useless, and those people knew their identities from the clothes they wore——Six Clans One of them, Dongxian Yuanling's family, is the strongest, and there are many people who know him.

It's better not to mess with it.

Shi Fangyu retracted his legs resentfully, staying away from the noise.After a while, he felt hungry. He searched all over his body and found a few copper coins. He bought a steaming steamed bun and just took a bite when he heard a shy and angry shout not far away: "What do you want!"

Shi Fangyu bit his bun and turned his head, and saw Mr. Pianpian in white was holding a man's chin with a fan in his hand. Behind him were many followers, all of them were full of smug faces, which made him look uneasy and kind.

"What do you think? My son is so beautiful and you come out for a walk, you should know what will happen if you run into me? Don't worry, this young master will love you well." The person being molested is not short, but the bully is taller, as if his IQ The whole length is in height.

Shi Fangyu looked at this group of people playfully, robbing civilian men in broad daylight, how lawless!It's just that the person with his back turned to him, just looking at the back of this fairy figure, knows that he is absolutely extraordinary, tsk tsk.

But when he saw the sword in the hand of the molested person, he couldn't laugh anymore.

It is a good sword.

At the beginning, his apprentice Duan Heng used this sword to end him. Think about it, if his apprentice doesn't dislike him, he is the most likely person holding this sword now.

Shi Fangyu looked at the folding fan again, resentful as if he had been robbed of a treasure in his heart, his eyes were on fire, and he shouted loudly without even thinking: "Let him go!"

His apprentice is the only one who can move!

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