Chapter 138

happy!

Bi Yue Sect.

"Yin Siwen is dead? Is this true?!"

Feng Ning received the news and stood up suddenly in excitement.

As a descendant of the Biyue Sect who was extremely talented, handsome, and inexplicably sought after by many beautiful female cultivators, he had no idea how many times he had been secretly attacked by the jealous Yin Siwen, and how many times he had narrowly escaped.

The rules of the Biyue Sect stipulate that disciples within the sect are not allowed to fight each other or harm their fellow disciples. However, this rule is nothing when it comes to Yin Siwen and his son!

Perhaps in the eyes of the sect master, no matter how promising a gifted child of destiny is, before he grows up, he is not as valuable as Yin Bufan who has already reached the Nascent Soul stage. These disciples who have some talent can only think of ways to ensure their own safety.

Junior Brother Haoran has been abandoned. Even though he obtained the liquid medicine of the thousand-year-old Hongmeng Purple Spirit Grass at the auction, no one dared to let him take it immediately. But now that Yin Siwen is dead, Junior Brother Haoran’s hard days are over!

"Quick! Let Junior Brother Haoran know about this as soon as possible!" Feng Ning hurriedly instructed the servant.

......

A small cave.

Feng Haoran took a broom and gently brushed away the dust in the cave.

His cheeks were a little sunken, but there was always a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

He knew that his senior brother had obtained for him a medicinal liquid made from the thousand-year-old Hongmeng Purple Spirit Grass. As long as it was combined with the ten-thousand-year-old stalactites he had once obtained, repairing his Dantian would be just around the corner.

But he had to wait until his senior brother was sure that he could truly protect him from that sinister villain. Having endured all these years, he didn't mind waiting a few more years.

Suddenly, the voice of the senior brother's servant came from outside the cave, "Master Haoran, something big has happened again!"

Feng Haoran's body was shocked. What kind of event could make his senior brother's servant so flustered? Could it be...

Could it be that my senior brother was also murdered by that sinister thief? !

Buzz——

There was a roar in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a huge wave seemed to suddenly rise in the calm eyes.

Feng Haoran's eyes were red with anger, and he couldn't help but let out a "hehe" sound from his throat.

"Yin! Si! Wen!"

Feng Haoran's fingers were white from pinching the broom. He clenched his teeth tightly and said word by word: "I must have you..."

"Yin Siwen was killed!"

Feng Haoran had spoken halfway when Feng Ning's servant finally told him the great news.

"Um?"

Feng Haoran was stunned, staring blankly at the servant boy who came to the cave entrance.

"Haha! That Yin Siwen has done so many evil things, and now he has finally hit a wall! I heard that he died miserably. Even his father, Old Ancestor Yin, left him so many protective treasures, but he still couldn't survive. Now he has to hold a funeral..."

The servant boy spoke happily, but Feng Haoran's eyes slowly changed.

"Senior Brother Feng Ning asked me to send you the thousand-year-old Hongmeng Purple Spirit Medicinal Liquid, so you can finally focus on repairing your Dantian. Eh? Senior Brother Haoran, aren't you excited about such a big happy event?"

The servant boy looked at Feng Haoran, who had no expression on his face, and was extremely surprised by his reaction.

Feng Haoran silently took the Millennium Hongmeng Purple Spirit Elixir and said calmly: "Excited, I am very excited, thank you for sending the news, I will go into seclusion."

Bang!

As soon as the door closed, Feng Haoran collapsed against the stone wall as if he had lost all his strength, and clenched his fists tightly.

Yin Siwen is dead? !

It feels so good. It’s really refreshing!

......

Inside Yin Siwen Cave.

A relatively remote courtyard.

Snap!

A small and exquisite rouge box fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Yin Siwen is dead? Is this news true?!"

Yan Xinna stood up suddenly, her expression seemed even more excited than Feng Ning.

She was the only one in the courtyard. Apart from the disciples of the Biyue Sect who she was close to, her only source of information was the news from her old friends in Qingyang City that came through the communication jade talisman.

This was the news her father told her.

Originally, she learned most of the news about Yin Siwen through Xiang Jiu.

But Xiang Jiu hadn't sent him any messages for a long time. She didn't know since when, the fickle Yin Siwen stopped coming to her house, and she was happy not to see the ordinary-looking Yin Siwen.

He thought that without his care, Yan Xinna would not get any resources for cultivation in the Biyue Sect. However, she was not so fond of cultivation. Apart from the fact that it could increase her lifespan and maintain her beautiful appearance, she really had no interest in this boring meditation.

Who cares!

She just wanted to get rid of this annoying guy completely, she had had enough of him!

"Haha! It's better to die! Yin Siwen, this ugly bastard who does many evil things, can't grow up to be handsome yet still wants to be loved by everyone. Just dream on!"

Yan Xinna, a level 10 warrior who is obsessed with looks, laughed heartily and wantonly in the empty courtyard, spewing out all the words that she had cursed countless times in her heart.

Step...Step...

Baimei walked to the door quietly and looked at the people in the room silently.

Yan Xinna was so excited that she didn't notice anyone behind her at all. She was about to dance happily around the entire courtyard.

"No, I have to tell Senior Brother Feng Ning the good news!"

Thinking of Feng Ning's beautiful face that infuriated both humans and gods, Yan Xinna stopped and hurriedly walked out the door.

When I turned around, I happened to meet the eyes of an uninvited guest.

"Bai Mei? What are you doing here?" Yan Xinna frowned and said in an unfriendly tone.

Baimei raised the corners of his lips slightly and slowly raised a photo stone.

A trace of spiritual energy was input into it, activating the image just recorded.

Yan Xinna saw herself in the video laughing heartily without caring about her image, and even said things like "Yin Siwen deserved to die", and under Baimei's malicious gaze, she suddenly felt a little panicked.

She wouldn't want to threaten her with this, would she?

Yan Xinna really guessed right this time. After the video was finished, Bai Mei said to Yan Xinna in a cold voice with obvious threats in his tone: "You said... if I give this photo stone to Patriarch Bufan, what will he do?"

What will happen? Her only beloved son died, but the people in his backyard clapped their hands and cheered unscrupulously. In their anger, they probably even put aside the search for enemies and rushed to tear her apart the first thing she could do!

When Yan Xinna thought about being targeted by an angry Nascent Soul ancestor, she thought of countless ways of dying.

Finished!

Bai Mei curled his lips slightly, as if he really appreciated Yan Xinna's trembling panic, and said again: "Stay away from Senior Brother and all the disciples in the future, and don't come to our mountain to hang out."

"I will not hand over this photo stone for the time being, but if you don't obey, don't blame me."

Bai Mei looked at Yan Xinna with disgust as she lowered her head and remained silent, her expression unclear. He snorted coldly and turned away.

She would not really give the photo stone to Yin Bufan, because the eldest senior brothers and the others also hated this father and son, and she could not do anything that might make all her fellow disciples dislike her.

But Yan Xinna just doesn't like this kind of people who come from small places. They have poor backgrounds and low qualifications. How can they be qualified to come to her Biyue Sect?

What qualifications do I have to be a fellow disciple of Baimei? !

After Baimei left, Yan Xinna raised her head, her eyes filled with poisonous hatred.

It's that look again, that look of looking at trash again!

It's just that he came from a better family than her and his talent is a little stronger than hers. Why does he always come to trouble her for these inexplicable reasons?

This person has a completely different face in front of her and in front of others!

So hateful!

"Just wait, after Yin Siwen dies, Yin Bufan will definitely not be able to escape!"

Yan Xinna cursed secretly.

She had a vague feeling that Yin Siwen's death might have something to do with Brother Ling.

She didn't know how big the gap was between the Golden Core and the Nascent Soul. After all, she was still only a Qi Refiner. But with the speed at which those two people cultivated to the Golden Core in a few years, the Nascent Soul was just around the corner!

By then, she will definitely find a way to expose the true face of this White Eyebrow!