The rain curtain covered the entire sky.
When I raised my head and looked up, the entire sky was completely black.
The branches of the trees were bent by the heavy downpour, and the streams washed against the banks, and the overflowing streams had spread to the grass.
A few fish washed ashore were jumping around on the grass.
"Boom!"
As a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, what followed was thunder that seemed to shatter the sky.
Unfortunately, a tree was cracked open by lightning, and the whole tree was extremely charred.
And not far from this tree, a woman was walking in the woods.
The woman walked very slowly.
In the heavy rain, she did not hold an umbrella, nor was she wearing a raincoat or hat.
She just walked in the woods, letting the heavy rain wash over her body.
The woman's eyes were lifeless, and she looked like she was dead.
In other words, in fact, the woman's spirit has already died.
All that's left now is just this body.
"After trial, the Saint of Penglai Holy Land once betrayed the sect for her own selfish desires, committed treachery, deceived her master and destroyed her ancestors, and almost harmed the common people."
"Zeng Lei Lei should have been executed! But I thought he had gone astray, and he still had a trace of conscience in his heart. He came to the Holy Lord Fu Yuan and the Holy Son Wen Moxibustion to intercede on his behalf."
"Today, Zeng Leilei will be deprived of her identity as a Saint, and she will be exiled from Penglai Holy Land. She will not be allowed to step into Penglai Holy Land again. No sect in Penglai Continent will be allowed to accept Zeng Leilei!"
"get out."
"Don't come back again!"
"Prisoner!"
"Why not execute her?"
"What on earth was she thinking?"
"In order to be with my senior brother, I want to kill my Holy Master, even if there are so many people! Who is this person?"
"Madman, this man is definitely a madman!"
Amid the rain, the woman's mind replayed the scene of that day again and again.
Their sights, their words, their demeanor.
Everything they did was like a sharp knife inserted into Zeng Weilei's chest!
Knife after knife!
Until the blood dries up!
"don't want....."
"Stop talking!"
"Shut up!"
"Shut up!"
"Why don't you kill me?"
"Why do you want to let me go?"
"Shut up!
! "
“Ahhh!
! "
Zeng covered his head with tears and muttered to himself in pain, even a little crazy!
Zeng Leilei's painful screams echoed in the woods, and the spiritual power was scattered from around Zeng Leilei, and countless raindrops were destroyed.
A vacuum formed within a hundred meters radius of Zeng Lei Lei.
Whenever a raindrop comes within a hundred meters of this semicircle, all of it will evaporate.
"Why...why don't you kill me...why..."
Zeng Leilei lowered his head again and walked forward step by step. Zeng Leilei didn't know where he was going.
Where else could I go?
I can't go anywhere.
I no longer have a home.
No one wants to be alone...
Walking out of the woods, the rain curtain in the sky gradually pulled down, and the sun after the rain appeared on the horizon. Under the golden sunshine, the rain on the ground was like one small mirror after another, reflecting the blue-white sky.
Zeng Lei Lei walked beside the stream and kept walking along the stream.
Her clothes were wet and stuck tightly to her snow-white skin. Her hair was messy and sticky from the rain.
Drops of water slowly gathered from the ends of her hair, and then dripped.
Finally, Zeng Leilei stopped.
She turned around and looked at the stream after the rain.
The stream water that did not reach the bank had not receded yet. Zeng Lei Lei’s embroidered shoes stepped on the stream water that did not reach the bank. In fact, her embroidered shoes had already been wet.
The socks in the shoes were soaked with water and wrapped around her little feet.
But in Zeng Lei Lei's heart, she could no longer feel the coldness.
At this time, the woman is like a towel filled with water. With a slight twist, water like a waterfall can be squeezed out without much effort.
From the stream, the woman saw her current appearance.
When the woman saw her appearance, Zeng Lei Lei's dull eyes were even more surprised.
Who is this?
Is this person me?
The hair is messy, the face is pale, the eyes are red, the skin is sickly white, the cheeks have no color at all, and the eyes are full of holes, like an empty shell...
If it weren't for Zeng Leilei's original beauty, which she still has some reservations about now, otherwise, Zeng Leilei would be like a crazy woman at this moment...
"hahahahahahahaha!
! "
On the shore, Zeng Lei Lei burst out laughing. Her laughter kept spreading, like madness or despair.
finally.
Zeng Leilei took out his natal flying sword.
He placed his natal flying sword on his neck and pressed it tightly against his skin.
Because Zeng Lei Lei pressed too hard, the skin on his neck opened a small gash, and a trace of blood overflowed from the wound, staining the long sword, and then slowly flowed, dyeing the blade red.
Zeng's tearful eyes were full of despair.
But Zeng Leilei knew that as long as he exerted a little force, he would be freed from despair!
I cried and hated.
He hates the demon army, hates the demon army for bewitching him, and hates why the demon army came to find him and gave him that choice.
Hating myself, hating myself for not being firm at all, why would I choose to betray? If I had not chosen to betray, nothing like this would have happened now! I can still stay with my senior brother.
I hate Su Li, I hate why Su Li was able to expose that plan, I hate Su Li for ruining everything about him, I hate Su Li's eyes that look at him without any care at all!
He is obviously a gangster! A market-minded gangster!
A gangster like this looks a bit like a monk!
But why can such a gangster be so powerful? Why can he be so powerful that he ignores her, and even in her eyes, he is worse than an ant...
"What they say is right, your life or death is really not important."
Suddenly, the words Su Li said to Zeng Leilei came to mind again!
"ah!
! "
Zeng Lei Lei turned the edge of the sword and struck it down with one blow.
The stream in front of him was cut into two parts by Zeng Lei Lei, and the crack of a thousand meters spread in front of Zeng Lei Lei.
And this sword seemed to use up all Zeng Leilei's strength.
Zeng Leilei pointed the tip of the sword at herself again.
Without any hesitation, Zeng Leilei stabbed his own heart with a sword!
"sulfuric acid......"
Just when the sharp and cold sword tip was about to pierce Zeng Leilei's soft and warm chest, Zeng Leilei felt the tiger's mouth go numb, and the long sword in his hand flew out, spun around a few times in the air, and then inserted into the ground. .
"Girl! Calm down! You still have a bright future!"
Two monks flew over.
Zeng Leilei turned her head blankly and looked at the two murderers who stopped her from committing suicide.
Zeng Leilei saw an armband on their clothes. This armband was a sword.
Zeng Leilei knew this mark.
This is the sign of Wan Jianjun.
That army of thousands of sword cultivators had terrifying destructive power!
I once wanted to escape with tears in my eyes.
She doesn't want to see Wan Jianjun!
In other words, she didn't want to see anything about Su Li.
However, Zeng Leilei noticed that their armbands seemed different. The sword on this armband seemed to be broken.
"What's this?
A monk who imitates Wan Jianjun? "
Doubts arose in Zeng Lei Lei's heart, and curiosity drove her to stay where she was.
After more than twenty years of war, Wan Jianjun's reputation has spread throughout the Wanfa world, and Wan Jianjun has even become the representative of the strength of Qianling Holy Land.
Many continents are also trying to organize armies like Wan Jianjun.
In various places, after hearing the heroic deeds of Wan Jianjun, many people targeted Wan Jianjun and wore armbands similar to Wan Jianjun's.
They hope that one day their armbands that resemble those of Wan Jianjun can be replaced with real ones and they can truly join Wan Jianjun.
"Girl, life is just fine. No matter what happens to you, girl, you can't give up hope."
Two men ran over and asked with concern.
Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual energy radiating around these two men, they have reached a state of perfection in the Nascent Soul Realm.
But the sword energy on them is very calm.
For sword cultivators, realm is only a rough criterion. The most important thing is to look at sword energy and sword intention.
"Are you Wan Jianjun?"
Zeng Leilei did not answer their words, but asked indifferently.
In fact, Zeng Leilei also knew that they could not be Wan Jianjun, because Wan Jianjun would not appear here.
"Eh?"
The two sword cultivators did not expect that Zeng Leilei would suddenly ask this question.
"It used to be..." One of the sword cultivators smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"What do you mean?" Zeng Leilei continued to ask, not caring about their emotions at all, and not feeling that there was anything wrong with his questioning.
How can a person whose soul is already dead still care about these things?
"well......"
The other sword cultivator sighed, not feeling uncomfortable because of Zeng Leilei's questioning, and even opened his mouth to explain.
“More than twenty years ago, we were indeed members of the Wanjian Army.
General Su taught us swordsmanship and sharpened our swordsmanship. Qi State gave us the best resources.
But during World War I, General Su gave us a choice. "
"What choice?" Zeng Leilei continued to ask.
The sword cultivator looked embarrassed:
"We were given the choice to stay or leave, and in the end, we chose to leave.
After leaving, we thought it would be easy for us to be freed from the battlefield and responsibilities.
However, many people feel very guilty in their hearts.
Especially when we knew that after the tragic battle in Antenna Valley, nearly half of our former classmates were killed or injured, but we were free outside the battlefield, we felt even more guilty in our hearts, and even our Taoist hearts were a little unstable.
But how can people like us have the dignity to go back?
Finally, we decided to form a new sect named 'Broken Sword Sect'.
In the Broken Sword Sect, we are constantly looking for good swordsmanship seedlings to teach swordsmanship, hoping to bring more seeds to General Su.
We will also intercept and kill the demon clan to maintain order and stability.
We actually know very well in our hearts that what we do will not have any effect on the general trend.
We are just trying to make ourselves feel better inside.
But do a little if you can, it’s better than nothing. "
After the sword cultivator finished speaking, the three fell into silence.
This Broken Sword Sect monk was waiting for the other party to ridicule, disdain or comfort him.
After all, he is a deserter...
"Do you hate Su Li?"
"ha?"
But I didn't expect that the woman finally asked such a question.
"Hate General Su? Why?" The two monks from the Broken Sword Sect looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.
"Because he gave you a choice." Zeng Leilei said slowly.
"???"
The two monks from the Broken Sword Sect were even more puzzled.
Is this woman crazy?
Isn’t it our problem that General Su gave us a choice? Don't you think about us?
Why do we hate General Su?
Zeng Leilei didn't want to say anything, turned around, pulled out the sword, and left.
"Girl, life is still beautiful, don't give up hope..."
Seeing the woman draw her sword again, the two of them remembered what they were here to do.
The two hurriedly chased after each other to prevent the other from committing suicide.
But a sword energy fell from the air, and the two of them were knocked to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
When they reacted, Zeng Leilei had already disappeared into the horizon...
"Why? Why don't they hate Su Li?"
"If Su Li hadn't given them a choice, wouldn't they have had to leave?"
"Why do they still admire him so much?"
"That kind of gangster-like man! What is there to admire?"
"Why....."
Walking in the sky, Zeng Lei Lei became more and more angry the more she thought about it!
Why!
Why are you dying! We also need to get in touch with things related to Su Li!
Why can't Su Li disappear from his world!
"Miss Zeng..."
Just as Zeng Leilei was walking faster and faster, even a little crazy, a shout came from behind Zeng Leilei.
Zeng Lei Lei turned around and saw a man.
This man has an elusive smile.
He was dressed very elegantly and concisely, and his clothes were very clean.
If Su Li is a rogue monk, then this man is the monk Zeng Leilei should have in his heart.
"Who are you?"
Zeng Lei Lei asked warily.
Zeng Leilei knew very well that she didn't know him, but he knew her name.
"It doesn't matter who I am." The man smiled and shook his head, "But to show my sincerity, I can tell Miss Zeng that I come from heaven."
"Zheng!"
The moment the man finished speaking, Zeng Lei Lei's sword was already pressed against the other man's throat.
For the Ten Thousand Fa World, the Heavenly Court is a more terrifying existence than the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom.
The man raised his hands: "Can I say a word before Miss Zeng kills me?"
"Say!" Zeng Lei Lei's eyes narrowed.
"We can help Miss Zeng kill Su Li."
