ha……

Is Yu Zhao's emotional existence a fake? Now that the real owner is here, Jiang Zhi can't wait to kill her?

Yu Zhao kept tearing his lips apart and refused to stop until blood dripped from his lips.

He was truly her good master, making her life become a joke from beginning to end!

The kindness to her in the past almost made her think that she was really different from others, but she never thought that the kindness to her only came from others!

Yu Zhao's heart throbbed with pain, and a strong sense of suffocation swept over her, making her almost faint. She controlled her bursting emotions and left quietly.

She went all the way back to her room and forced herself to circulate spiritual energy for a week before she finally calmed down.

No matter whether Jiang Zhi's feelings for her were true or false, she had to find out the truth about Jiang Zhi's killing of her.

if……

If Jiang Zhi really killed her for that girl, then she must make Jiang Zhi regret it extremely!

After thinking about it, Yu Zhao went out and walked to a crowded place, trying to hear some information.

As soon as Yu Zhao walked out of Qingjue Mountain, she met a familiar figure. She thought for a moment and followed him quietly.

The man was drunk and staggered towards a dilapidated hilltop, and finally stopped in front of a small dirt bag. Yu Zhao watched him sitting on the ground from a distance, carefully took out a paper bag, and after opening it,

There are exquisite pastries inside.

Yu Zhao's heart tightened and he couldn't describe what he felt.

She carefully concealed her breath and sneaked closer.

The man held up the wine cup and touched the small earth bag lightly, and then said: "Zhaozhao, I'm here to see you."

A feeling of sorrow and sorrow instantly came to his heart, and tears came out. Yu Zhao heard the man smile and said: "I will definitely pay justice to Zhao Zhao. Brother Zhao Zhao will wait."

Yu Zhao took a deep breath and felt a little worried in her heart. She didn't expect that after she died, someone would still miss her.

This knowledge dissipated a lot of the depression in Yu Zhao's heart. Just when she was about to leave secretly, she accidentally stepped on a piece of dead wood. Yu Zhao was slightly stagnant. Before she could react, a long sword struck out.

It was placed across her neck, followed by a strong smell of alcohol.

Yu Zhao was startled and was a little confused.

The next second, the smell of alcohol got closer. Ming Jinghuan moved slightly closer to her, his eyes covered by the hazy alcohol smell. He looked her up and down before he said with a slight hesitation: "You are Qing Juexin?"

Accept a disciple?"

As he spoke, heat sprayed on Yu Zhao's body, and Yu Zhao also became drunk with his chaotic tail tone: "Yes."

The man suddenly sneered, put down the long sword in his hand, and his eyes suddenly became clear: "Are you following me?"

Yu Zhao knew that he couldn't hide it from him, so he nodded and admitted: "Yes."

"You are honest." The man sneered, poured the wine in his hand into his mouth, squinted his eyes and asked her: "What is your purpose of following me?"

Yu Zhao was stunned for a moment and couldn't say anything. The man seemed a little impatient and threw the tea cup in his hand on the ground casually. His voice gradually became colder: "No matter what your purpose is, you are not allowed to come again. This is not you."

The place to be."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but in the next second he seemed to remember something, squinted his eyes and said: "Since you have worshiped Qingjue Mountain, you should study hard and stay calm, and don't let me find out what tricks you have.

, and don’t try to be disadvantageous to Su Wan, otherwise..."

He sneered and did not finish his words, but the meaning of those words instantly chilled Yu Zhao's heart.

All the warmth just now disappeared in an instant. It was obviously much warmer than Qingjue Mountain, but it made Yu Zhao feel very cold.

It's like a handful of ice being stuffed into the throat, and half of the body is cold to the bone.

At that moment, Yu Zhao felt that he was extremely ridiculous.

She stood in front of her grave, clenching her fists, looking at the retreating figure and smiling to herself, her throat was sore and bitter.

It's ridiculous that she just felt comforted. It's ridiculous that she thinks that someone cares about her in this world.

But everyone is on Su Nuan's side. The master who was always kind to her is like this, and Ming Jinghuan who pleads for her is also like this. What about her? Who will care about her?

What’s so good about Su Wan?

Yu Zhao didn't understand. She returned to her residence in despair and practiced like crazy. She vowed to let everyone know that giving up Yu Zhao was the worst decision they had ever made.

Yu Zhao didn't sleep a wink all night, and it wasn't until her disciples brought her clothes early the next morning that she regained consciousness.

Compared with the clothes she wore before her rebirth, this one seemed too ordinary. Yu Zhao would inevitably feel a sense of difference when wearing it. She took a deep breath. Last night's practice made her cultivation level increase. She could feel it.

Come on, this body should soon break through to the foundation building state.

Yu Zhao, led by the outer disciples, arrived at the ancestral hall. Jiang Zhiduan sat on the main seat, followed by Su Wan.

The girl held her chin in her hands and looked down with bored eyes. When she saw Yu Zhao, she rolled her eyes without hesitation, as if she was criticizing Yu Zhao.

Yu Zhao's eyes immediately fell on her. The girl seemed to have been well-raised in recent times. There was tender flesh around her cheeks, and she looked extremely cute.

But she had no intention of looking at it. The clear hostility in Su Wan's eyes made Yu Zhao a little irritated.

As before, she climbed up the stairs step by step and offered tea to Jiang Zhi. After Jiang Zhi took it, he said calmly: "From now on, you will be a member of Qingjue Mountain, and I will not bury you as a teacher."

of talent.”

Yu Zhao thanked her obediently, and her hair lay softly on her cheeks, adding a sense of innocence to her charming face.

According to the custom, after serving tea to the master, one should also serve tea to the senior brothers and sisters.

Even though Yu Zhao was reluctant, he still walked up with hot tea.

Su Wan smiled obediently at her, but for some reason, Yu Zhao felt a little uneasy.

Sure enough, in the next second, a huge force swept over him. Yu Zhao's hand uncontrollably let go of the tea cup, and the scalding hot tea poured out, directly onto Su Wan's robe.

Yu Zhao's brain exploded. Su Wan cried out in pain and tears fell. She looked at Jiang Zhi pitifully and said aggrievedly: "Master, Wan Wan hurts so much."

Jiang Zhi's always cold face was instantly filled with anxiety, and his voice almost shouted: "What are you doing?"

Yu Zhao was stunned by the yelling and froze in place. The next second, she watched Jiang Zhi carefully handle Su Wan's red hands.

Yu Zhao thought, it turns out that he is not always calm and calm, he can also be anxious.
Chapter completed!