Not to mention, she only heard people say later that she had cultivated the path of ruthlessness.

Killing your husband proves the truth.

Thinking back to the beginning, she only cared about practicing.

But he only allowed himself to care about his senior brother.

I'm afraid I have already saved myself and passed it on to my senior brother.

I wish I could find a high-sounding reason to kill my husband and prove it.

A sarcastic expression flashed across his face.

It's just a pity.

The elder brother is dead.

The sect also protects its shortcomings.

There was nothing she could do.

But today...

Since people from all major sects have come to visit.

It's time for Manyin to give an explanation.

"Master, the master and the elder asked me to invite you in person."

Yan Qiao's pretty face was cold.

"As for you..."

"Come here, take Lian Yin down and let her go."

Lianyin's face turned pale and she shook her head hastily.

But not for myself.

"Uncle Junior, those people have bad intentions."

"You can't go."

"They are just looking for excuses to get rid of you."

Chu Yun squinted his eyes and took another look at Lianyin.

I didn't expect that this girl's cultivation level was not high.

My mind is very clear.

Rumors about killing your husband to become a enlightened man have been circulating for a long time.

However, Yunpo Sect only symbolically inquired about the original owner.

No real punishment was given to her.

You know that Yunpo Sect still wants to protect the original owner.

After all, the rise and fall of a sect is determined by the most talented disciples of the younger generation.

Before there was a stone hammer, the Yunpo Sect naturally preserved its original master.

Similarly, in order not to let other sects overtake oneself.

Whenever there is an opportunity, he will naturally find ways to get rid of the most potential disciples from other sects.

What does justice mean?

As long as people still have desires.

There can never be true justice.

"Stubborn." Yan Qiao scolded coldly, and a cold light flew directly towards Lian Yin.

Chu Yun narrowed his eyes and moved his wrist.

In Lianyin's pale face, the ice pick turned around in the air.

"Pfft."

Submerged into Yan Qiao's body.

Yan Qiao raised her head in disbelief.

He saw a cold woman in white clothes, staring at her coldly.
Chapter completed!