After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 163 No regrets on this trip

One after another casual repairs stood out.

Before entering the secret realm, they murdered people for treasure, selfish and cunning, they would sit on the seats like other people, yelling “Kill her”, not for justice, but to watch the excitement.

But now things have changed slightly, like a carriage starting to deviate from its established trajectory, and no one knows where it will end up.

Peiyu thought, it would be great if Uncle was here.

Let Lingyang also see that these monks are not all ungrateful, some are grateful, and some are willing to oppose the entire immortal gate in order to repay their kindness. It’s just that in the past, no one was kind to them.

Fu Yunzhu sneered: “As expected of a demon, she is really good at buying people’s hearts.”

Yu Chisu said: “In the Cave of Heaven, she saved the disciples of Gushan, in the East China Sea, she saved the people of the seven cities, and in the secret realm of Heaven and Sea, she saved all of us. We have grace, so even if this is against the axioms, I will stand with her,” she bowed her hands, “Sorry, this is the identity of the disciple of Gushan, not the identity of the young master of Qianhan Palace, Qianhan The palace maintains axioms, and I defend her.”

Fu Yunzhu curled her lips and looked at Ji Yue, “How about you?”

Ji Yue said: “I have already shed the Youwei Sword, and this time I am just repaying Peiyu for saving the people of the Seven Cities in the name of an ordinary monk in the East China Sea.”

There is order in the fairy gate, but people always have personal affection, and she does not regret it.

“…Seven cities.”

When he heard this word, Fu Yunzhu’s eyes were complicated.

When the Shui Clan came to invade, she took the maids and left the Seven Cities. I don’t know how tragic the battle was, but… she was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately sneered, “How about you untie the useful sword? You are still the owner of the saint village now.” , Your attitude is the attitude of Xianmen, you are protecting her.”

Jiyue was silent for a moment, “Then I would rather abandon the position of a saint.”

Fu Yunzhu squinted his eyes, “It seems that the previous saint’s vision is not so good, so he actually handed Donghai to you.”

Jiyue smiled, “Maybe, even if Master stood here to refute me, I would do the same. City Lord, I didn’t intend to let you put down your hatred, but Peiyu saved so many people. I believe she and that indiscriminate killing The innocent Mingluan is different.”

After that, Ji Yue looked back at Peiyu, “She stood up when Donghai was in distress, so at this moment, I also want to stand up. I don’t want to be alone at this time.”

Peiyu’s eyes were full of tears.

Jiyue’s voice was gentle and firm, “From the first time I saw her, I felt that she was worth it.”

A gentleman’s acquaintance is as light as water.

it is more than words.

“Heh,” Fu Yunzhu looked up, “Where is Gushan?”

On the high platform, only Ning Xiao was left, and his attitude at this moment represented the attitude of Xianmen.

Ning Xiao looked down at Peiyu Huaiba, silent.

At this time, Peiyu suddenly knelt down, “I confess my guilt and ask God to punish me.”

The common people bear me, I forgive;

I bear the common people, I confess my sins.

I love, I forgive, and I forgive.

Because it’s worth it.

Huaibo stood quietly beside her.

Ning Xiao said in a deep voice: “Expelling Gushan, the punishment of heaven, is it good for the city lord?”

Fu Yunzhu nodded, “But even if she can survive the penalty, I will never die with her. I hope that Gushan will not be kidnapped in the future.”

Ning Xiao said: “Okay, Xiaobai, do you really want to be with her?”

After this incident, no matter whether the jade is alive or dead, there will be no place to stand in the immortal gate.

Huai Bai also knelt down towards Ning Xiao, and bowed for a long time, “Brother, forgive me for my filial piety.”

Ning Xiao closed her eyes and asked tragically, “Are you really going to abandon us?”

Without a word, Huaibo burst into tears. She resisted the tears, “Brother, I have a guilty conscience…”

She has a guilty conscience, has a negative gushan upbringing, has the love of her teachers, and has the trust of her close friends.

She slowly knocked her head to the ground, “But I have no regrets on this trip.”

Maybe everyone in the world is qualified to criticize Peiyu, but she is not alone. No matter what happens, she doesn’t want to betray Peiyu again.

Zhao Jian’s eyes were hazy with tears, “Master, sister.”

Huaibo tilted his head and smiled at him, his eyes full of guilt.

Ning Xiao opened her eyes, her face was as calm as water, “Then please God’s punishment.”

This major event was supposed to be tried by the four sects and let Peiyu confess the crimes one by one, but now Yuan Feng is gone, Jiyue abandons the sword, cuts the cloud and sand and retreats, and the internal chaos in Momen is endless, and everything is suppressed in Ning. On Xiao’s shoulder, he sighed wearily, skipping all the complicated procedures.

Fu Yunzhu walked to Peiyu, bent down and looked at these beautiful eyes, “You know, I don’t have any evidence in my hand.”

It was ridiculous that this person would admit it himself.

Peiyu’s face was calm, “I know.”

Fu Yunzhu was a little surprised, “You know?”

Peiyu raised her eyes and smiled at her, “The flowers outside are blooming, wait a moment, can you smell it? It’s very fragrant.”

No one understands hatred better than Peiyu.

That kind of feeling will make people’s hearts become harder, and their blood will become colder, and when they are obsessed with revenge, they ignore the more beautiful things in life.

She didn’t ask Fu Yunzhu to forgive her, she was guilty, she punished her, whether she was alive or dead was determined by heaven.

But she hoped that this child, who had a pair of clear eyes, could walk out of the cage of hatred and take a good look at this world.

Fu Yunzhu stood up abruptly, and handed over to Ning Xiao: “Dao Zun, please.”

The two disciples stepped forward and wanted to take Peiyu to the execution platform. Peiyu stood up and said, “I will go by myself.”

Holding Huaibo’s hand, she walked toward the punishment, the stormy future, and the sins of her own.

But she was not afraid, because there was a respected master by her side.

Fu Yunzhu followed them, and when he passed by the cluster of blooming flowers, he paused in his footsteps.

The flowers bloomed luxuriantly, and the small flowers the size of rice grains were clustered together. From a distance, they looked like many large snow-white hydrangeas on a green tree.

The sun is beating on the flowers, a blue butterfly is flying lightly, and the fragrance of fragrance is blowing in the wind.

It’s really fragrant.

Fu Yunzhu snorted coldly, no longer looked at the flowers, and moved forward with his hand held down.

It’s just that maybe she was soaked in a delicate fragrance, and the Bidie also flapped its wings to follow.

The execution platform is high on the seashore, and the waves under the cliff are undulating and rolling.

A disciple came up with a rope glowing with electricity, and said, “Please go up the Dharma artifact.”

Huaibo frowned, “She won’t run away!”

The disciple looked a little embarrassed, “This…”

Peiyu smiled, stepped forward, stretched out her hands, “Go on.”

The moment the rope was wrapped around the wrist, the snow-white skin was burned and festered. Peiyu shook her body, immediately turned her head, smiled and said, “It doesn’t hurt.”

Huaibo bowed his head, tears raining down.

Ning Xiao walked up, crane cloak feathers fluttering in the wind, “Do you really want to be punished by heaven? If the sky thunder falls, your crime will be very painful.”

Heaven is ruthless and sentenced to ninety-nine heavenly thunders, so that people will not die before the ninety-nine ways. Even if the body is lost in the thunder tribulation, the soul will be burned by the heavenly fire until the soul flies away.

He didn’t want Peiyu to have no chance of being reincarnated.

Peiyu’s tone was determined, “I won’t die.”

She was born with a lower life than grass, always seeking a ray of illusory vitality in ten deaths. The only advantage is that she is stubborn and reborn after the wildfire burns out the spring breeze.

She did not die in Yancun, she did not die in the devil’s cave, and she did not die in the catastrophe.

Master is by her side now, why is she dying? She has to stay by the master’s side, and be a double for life.

She must live!

One step forward is a bright future, the sky is faintly light, and the morning glow is thousands of miles away.

Peiyu smiled and leaned back in Huaibo’s arms, and kissed her long hair hanging on her chest.

Huaibo hugged her, “Don’t be afraid, I’ll be with you.” Sharing all the pain and suffering together.

Peiyu’s eyebrows were bent, and she said softly: “Yeah.”

The wind and clouds changed color, the blue sky turned to pitch black in an instant, and the black clouds in the sky were like tides, and thunder was rolling.

The oppressive coercion came from the sky, and the punishment was approaching, and no one could stop it.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, and a dazzling lightning illuminated the sky and the earth, and it split from the clouds.

Thunder Tribulation’s lightning was glowing with purple light, and the momentum was compelling, connecting the heaven and the earth as one.

The small execution platform was covered with dazzling electric lights, and the two women were leaning against each other in a woven electric grid, with a peaceful expression.

For so many years, no one dared to ask God’s punishment.

Heaven is the most ruthless and harshest, and the pain of thunder is better than the punishment of the world.

Everyone looked at the penalty table, their faces pale, with awe and amazement in their expressions.

“There are so many thunders struck down, I am afraid that even the soul will be broken into dregs.” Someone whispered.

Zhao Jianyi grabbed his collar, his eyes were bloodshot, “What did you say? They will live! They will definitely live!”

“Xianchang breathes anger! Immortal Chang breathes anger!”

Zhao Jian knocked the man over with one fist, fell to his knees under the execution stage, tears streaming down his face.

How can I calm my anger?

His master, his junior sister, are the best people in the world? Why should they be punished like this, and what did they do wrong?

The rain fell again, getting bigger and bigger.

Lei Jie has started for two hours, but it still hasn’t stopped.

The white clothes had already been dyed red, as if they were fished out of blood.

Peiyu’s face was as white as paper, and the pain was so dim that she leaned against Huaibo, trying to lift her eyes, catching a glimpse of her red eyes, and whispered: “It doesn’t hurt…Master, don’t cry…It doesn’t hurt.”

Every time I say a word, I have to stop for a while before I have the strength to continue.

She smiled bitterly in her heart, and in this life, she had raised her body with delicate skin and tender flesh, but just a few thunders made her a little unbearable.

Huaibo nearly collapsed, so he could only hug the girl tightly and press her face against her cold face.

She originally thought that she could be tortured with Peiyu and bear with Peiyu, but she didn’t expect that with so many thunders, every one of them would hit Peiyu directly, and no matter what she wanted to do, she couldn’t bear a point. Heaven has never been so, impartial.

“Why, you hit me!” She choked and asked God: “Obviously it is all my fault, she is not guilty, you can see clearly, it’s all my fault, it doesn’t matter to her, you will punish me.”

Why let her watch her lover be punished?

She suddenly wondered if Peiyu had known so long ago that she would let herself go to the execution stage together.

Yes, this child is so stupid, so stupid, how could he be willing to suffer a point from her master?

The fellow practitioner of Immortal Demon Peiyu was much stronger than ordinary monks and healed very quickly.

But no matter how strong the body is, it is difficult to survive such thunder.

Her wounds were **** and bloody, and the rate of healing was getting slower and slower, and the blood ran over the entire execution platform like an endless stream.

She forcibly opened her godless phoenix eyes, and the cold rain dripped in.

The pain was so painful that life was worse than death, and the corners of the bloodless lips were raised, and a faint smile appeared.

Every time the sky thunder struck, she felt that the blood on her body was a little less.

The more blood she shed, she felt that she was more worthy of being separated from the master.

She knew that she had murdered people, crimes, and blood debts.

But she couldn’t go back to the past, she couldn’t stop the brutal and ruthless Gorefiend… and she couldn’t do it with life.

Master is still in the world, she doesn’t want to die, she wants to live, clean, and be with Master.

Then it hurts a little bit more, after all the blood is shed, maybe the soul will eventually be redeemed.

“Master… Blow me… it doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Peiyu’s eyes were already blurred, and in the chaos, she seemed to be back in the dilapidated bullpen. She knelt in front of her mother, stretched out her scarred little hand, and prayed sadly and humblely: “Mother, can you? It hurts to blow on me.”

You think Suihan’s mother would make beanbags for her and sew winter clothes for her. I don’t ask for anything, just ask you to blow on me and give me attention, okay?

No bean bags, no winter clothes, I want a love, why is it so difficult?

She seemed to be standing in the mass grave again, Hua Niang lying in the mud pit with her hands folded, her body was cold, and the corners of her mouth were laughing.

Murder and set fire to the gold belt, repair the bridge and repair the road without corpses.

In this world, if you want to be a good person and don’t want to hurt others, why is it so difficult?

Peiyu suddenly felt sad.

When she was a child, she just wanted to be with her mother and get a bowl of leftovers, so she bowed to heaven and was extremely grateful. She never thought about entering the immortal gate and gaining eternal life.

Later, she just wanted to be with the master. When she saw her, she said she was very pleased with the grace of the gods, and she didn’t want to attract the yellow water or go against the time.

She doesn’t ask for anything, she just wants a warm love, a warm embrace, and a home where she can shelter from the wind.

She loves, she forgives, she forgives.

But in the endless pain, in the phantom of Qianchen, she still couldn’t help feeling sad, and wanted to ask this heavenly way in a low voice—

You see, I want so little, why is it so difficult?

Is this fate.

Some people are destined to be weak, and some are destined to be blessed.

Then she just wanted to take a fight for herself, how could she be wrong?

In a daze, a drop of water fell on Peiyu’s face. It was warm and soft, not rain, but tears.

In Peiyu’s godless eyes, a tearful face was reflected.

She remembered that at the foot of the Lonely Mountain that year, Fairy Tsing Yi rescued her, Xu Yi felt compassion for the people, and Fairy shed a tear for her.

For this tear, she would rather use all future rounds to return to repay.

Peiyu tried to laugh, but the corners of her mouth twitched very lightly, and the blood kept pouring out.

Master… Sister Shenxian…

Do you know, the first time I see you, I want to marry you.

You are so good, so good.

Maybe all the well-being has been used in exchange for such a good master.

Thinking about this, Peiyu suddenly no longer felt the pain. She wanted to thank God for her favor. She thought that she was much luckier than others.

“Peiyu…Peiyu…” Huaibo cried with blood.

His pale lips trembled, his voice was faint and inaudible, “Wait… it’s over… I want to eat a bean bag… Master…”

It was a sweet bean bag, white and fat, filled with sweet bean paste.

It won’t be the same as before, with sharp gravel, cutting the throat and swallowing blood.

It definitely won’t.

They will have a bright future.

Zhao Jian trembled and asked, “Why hasn’t it stopped?”

His eyes were red and his expression was painful, “Dao Zun, why hasn’t the punishment of the heaven stopped? It’s been so long.”

Ning Xiao closed her eyes and was silent.

As soon as Zhao Jian got up, he wanted to rush to the execution platform, but Ning Xiao grabbed him.

“What can you do up there?”

Zhao Jian said in a loud voice: “Why is she punished after saving so many people? Can’t the merits and demerits be offset? Isn’t there a reward?” In his excitement, he couldn’t help cursing: “What a shit!”

Ning Xiao scolded: “What do you know? How many people did Mingluan kill back then, do you know?”

“I don’t know! I don’t know! But she is not Mingluan, she is Peiyu!”

Ning Xiao: “What if she also killed your previous life?”

Zhao Jian was shocked, her expression dull, and muttered: “Junior Sister…killed me before?”

After a while, he actually laughed, “Then I forgive her, I forgive her,” he yelled towards the sky: “I forgive her! Don’t punish anymore, I don’t want to strike a few thunders. I don’t blame her. !”

The man has tears and does not flick, but now he is full of tears, covering his face and crying, close to howling: “Even if she kills me now, I don’t blame her, don’t fight again, my junior sister is so good. Shouldn’t be punished…”

“I haven’t returned that little scalper to her yet.”