Chapter 88 Chapter 88 Want to see me beg for mercy?
Fans have never delved into her past because they trust her. Now that the secret has been revealed, it would be a fantasy to close it.
Sang Ling's name is too famous. Her face is the most direct evidence. Only someone as brainless as Ping Jia can say such a thing.
Sang Ling supported her head. Ping Jia no longer had the strength to stand and had fallen to the ground covered in blood. She was wondering why Ping Jia came to the demon world.
There is news that a nest city has a way to resurrect.
Where did the news come from? Such important news, she had been in Nest City for so long but had never heard of it. This was news that would definitely cause a sensation.
There are questions everywhere, but everything is reasonable.
She has never concealed her appearance, and as her fame grows, it is inevitable that her true identity will be revealed, but not at this time.
The fans were hit hard at the time when they were at their most enthusiastic and excited.
Pingjia crawled over again, but Sang Ling pushed him away with her toes. Pingjia was really cruel to himself, and after being pushed away again, he no longer had the strength to crawl back. He only had some strength left to mutter to himself.
“Senior sister…Senior sister…Senior sister…”
The person who is about to die seems to be Ping Jia, but he and Sang Ling both know that although he looks so miserable, he cannot die, and Sang Ling looks alive, but he cannot live.
The instigator of the crime can't even look at Sang Ling now. No matter how he looks at her, it's irritating. No matter how he looks at her, he can always see the fake corpse in the immortal tomb.
Ping Jia suddenly remembered how he felt when he first arrived in the Demon Realm and found out that the senior sister was not dead. The guilt that made him want to die disappeared, and what followed was earth-shattering ecstasy and boundless anger.
And then, at the Three Realms Peace Conference, what kind of attitude did he have towards Xiang Heng and Ping Jia? It was a kind of condescending attitude. Looking down at their suffering, the source of their suffering was living well next to them, but he was the only one who knew it. He tried his best to express his loyalty to the senior sister, but after that, she never looked for him again.
Then it was now, Sang Ling had already stood up and was walking out of the house without even looking at him.
Ping Jia stared at her back with his eyes wide open, and crawled forward twice, "Senior Sister...Senior Sister..."
In the glare, Sang Ling disappeared.
The second time, he was going to kill his senior sister for the second time.
The hands that were supporting him on the ground lost strength and Pingjia collapsed on his back. Half-demon had a strong self-healing ability and the wound on his chest had begun to heal, with the sound of flesh and blood growing, but Pingjia still felt as if there was a big hole in his heart and air was rushing in.
He nearly died several times in his search for a way to resurrect, so why didn't he die then?
After a long search, he realized that there was no way to resurrect in the world, only self-deception, such as corpse puppets and other things.
But my senior sister is really going to die, and it’s because of him.
Sang Ling returned to the front room of Chunming Pavilion. By then, Gou Qiu was in a state of panic. Chunming Pavilion was temporarily closed for the day. All the artists from the court gathered together. When they saw Sang Ling coming, they all cast their eyes over to him in an instant.
This scene was exactly the same as when Sang Ling first came to Chunming Pavilion, except that their eyes were different.
Their eyes were now complicated, with the feelings of having been with Sang Ling for so long and the sudden change in her identity, but they were still kind and concerned.
Not all those who come to Chunming Pavilion are from the Demon Realm. Most of them are forced to come here because they owe debts to Moshengze. The high cost of clearing spirit stones means that most of them can only barely survive.
Since Sang Ling came, he has brought huge attention and huge traffic, which has become a novel way.
Since she came, many people from Chunming Pavilion have paid off their debts and left, while others have voluntarily signed contracts as artists and found the meaning of life in them.
What does the fairy world or the demon world have to do with each other?
Gou Qiu came over immediately when he saw Sang Ling, "How are you?"
Sang Ling nodded, "It's okay."
Gou Qiu glanced back, his face showing disgust, "Where's Ping Jia?"
Sang Ling didn't even turn his head, "He's injured, order someone to throw him out."
Gou Qiu snorted, "He's injured well, you deserve to kill him."
She knew Sang Ling's identity, so she also paid attention to Sang Ling's past in Cangwu Immortal Palace. Not only Ping Jia deserved to die, but Immortal Xiang Heng and Hua Ying also deserved to die.
Sang Ling looked at Gou Qiu's annoyance and smiled softly, "I didn't hurt him, he stabbed himself."
Gou Qiu's eyes widened and he cursed, "You're sick!"
Sang Ling took two more steps forward and was about to open the door of Chunming Pavilion and walk out.
Gou Qiu immediately stopped her and said, "Where are you going? The news that you are Sang Ling has spread everywhere. Who knows if some crazy people will do something."
Chunming Pavilion was closed for this reason. Because Gou Qiu was from the Demon Realm, he knew more about the anger and tyranny of these people. If Chunming Pavilion was not closed at this time, it would be just waiting for these people to cause trouble. Similarly, if Sang Ling went out at this moment, she would be like a sitting duck, which was really dangerous.
Sang Ling patted her hands and said, "Don't worry, I'm going to the Demon Palace, no one dares to cause trouble there."
Gou Qiu's hands trembled, "You are not going to look for Lord Demon."
Sang Ling neither nodded nor spoke, but her silent answer was affirmative.
What Gou Qiu was thinking at that moment was that Lord Demon was the most dangerous person. Sang Ling had hindered his plan to annex the fairy world, and Sang Ling was also the only cultivator who survived under Lord Demon's acceptance. The one who wanted Sang Ling to die the most at this moment should be Lord Demon.
But at that moment Gou Qiu suddenly had an epiphany. Sang Ling had never concealed her true appearance, and Lord Demon had seen Sang Ling a long time ago.
In other words, Lord Demon knew from the beginning that Sang Ling was Sang Ling...
When she watched Lord Demon treat Sang Ling, she didn't seem to be feeling annoyed or hateful.
When Gou Qiu came back to his senses, Sang Ling had already disappeared in Chunming Pavilion.
Gou Qiu did not follow. After this great turmoil, there were still many things waiting for her to deal with in Chunming Pavilion. Besides, Sang Ling would never be in danger.
It didn't happen before, and naturally it won't happen now in front of Lord Demon.
Gou Qiu called two strong men and walked towards the courtesan's villa. When they arrived at the villa where Sang Ling lived, they smelled a strong smell of blood. Kuang Yan was standing at the door, sticking his head inside, but he did not go in.
Seeing Gou Qiu coming over, Kuang Yan immediately ran over, "Mom, that person..."
Gou Qiu pushed open the half-open door and saw blood all over the floor and Ping Jia lying on his back with his breath hanging by a thread.
Kuang Yan was extremely panicked, "Mom, he won't die here, will he?"
As she spoke, Pingjia, who was lying in a pool of blood, struggled to open his eyes slightly.
Gou Qiu immediately realized something, "Who are you pretending to be pitiful for? It's not Sang Ling who is coming."
As soon as he finished speaking, Pingjia's eyes opened instantly. There was no sign of dying weakness in them, only a fierce look of anger.
The deep wound on his chest was almost half healed. He stood up, and the dried blood on his body peeled off a little as he moved. He didn't even glance at Gou Qiu and Kuang Yan, but just glanced outside and left.
He had been cruel to himself, thinking that the senior sister would come to see him no matter what, but it was just wishful thinking. His senior sister really couldn't see him now...
Ping Jia's steps were a little unsteady. Although he was not seriously injured or died, the knife still hurt him badly. Gou Qiu could only roll his eyes at this.
He has done such a bad thing today, how dare he play the victim and gain sympathy.
However, Gou Qiu did not keep him. This kind of person had already caused the biggest storm he could. It was useless and an eyesore to keep him here.
What she cares most about now is how Sang Ling is doing now.
Things developed so quickly. From the time the news broke on the stage to her return to Chunming Pavilion, and then to her going to find Fu Yan, it only took an hour.
There was no one outside Chunming Pavilion who came to watch the fun or to see what was happening. It was like the calm before the storm.
Sang Ling's destination was the Demon Palace. She did not stay there for long. Now that she had reached the great perfection of the Golden Elixir, she reached the outside of the Demon Palace in less than half a minute.
It was still as deserted outside the Demon Palace. Sang Ling walked inside and was faced with teams of demon soldiers that were almost stacked up on top of each other.
These demon soldiers glared at her, even with hatred on their faces, which was understandable. After all, in their eyes, she was the culprit who hindered the expansion of the demon world.
But even though they were full of hostility, no one stopped her. She arrived at the door of the hall easily as if she was in an empty space. It was conceivable that Fu Wei had already ordered them not to stop her.
Just as Sang Ling walked to the front of the palace gate, the heavy door opened instantly as if it had sensed something, and there was a person sitting prostrate inside.
Seeing her coming, Fu Yan smiled brightly.
Sang Ling glanced at him and entered the hall. The door of the hall closed with a loud slam.
She had no intention of playing any games with him, so she asked straight to the point, "It's you, right?"
Fu Yan just smiled, and even his voice was tinged with a hint of laughter, "What?"
He was happy enough, but Sang Ling was unhappy enough.
She looked straight over and approached him step by step, "Pingjia."
Fu Yan's lips curled up, and he tilted his head to look at her, his phoenix eyes full of teasing, "Isn't that your junior brother?"
Sang Ling laughed. Ever since she saw Fu Yin's undisguised smile, she knew that Fu Yin must have been involved in today's incident. Or it could be traced back even further, such as Ping Jia's knowledge of the resurrection method, such as borrowing the power of the Saint Ci Yu to make her more capable, such as the fatal blow Ping Jia delivered when she was at her peak and closest to victory.
The most enjoyable time to play with a prey is, of course, when she is about to break free from her shackles and rush into a new life.
It’s too easy to guess. Maybe Fu Wei doesn’t even want to hide it.
No matter how well the prey knows the truth, it is still in the claws of fate.
He watched her walk towards the dawn step by step, and declared before the dawn that it was just an illusion.
It would be a lie to say that Sang Ling wasn't angry. She hated being toyed with, and she hated being toyed with even more.
But at the moment, her emotions were still mainly calm. What Fu Yan did was in line with his personality, and it was within her expectations and also within her anger.
Fuyan, Fuyan...
Sang Ling slowly chewed on these two words in her heart. She called them carefully, pondered them, and finally looked at Fu Wei.
"Want to see me beg for mercy?"
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