Chapter 420: Buddha's Fate (27)

"Are you still looking forward to your master or your brother Mu will come to save you?"

"Take a ten thousand step back, even if they come, they still want to save you in my hands just by relying on those bastards?"

Fu Yue grabbed Song Yu'er's face.

Seeing the other party's extremely white face, full of fear, Fu Yue sneered, and said slowly: "Don't worry, my good senior sister, I won't kill you."

The game is not over yet.

How could Song Yu'er die so quickly.

Hearing this, Song Yu'er's eyes flashed with hope, and she laughed at Jiang Si secretly in her heart for being an idiot for choosing to let her go.

Song Yu'er secretly made an oath in her heart.

As long as she doesn't die today, in the future, Jiang Si, a bitch, must be chopped into pieces and fed to dogs in order to relieve her hatred.

Fu Yue picked up Song Yu'er, threw her to the ground, stepped on it, and stepped on an indescribable part of this woman.

Feel the softness under the feet.

Fu Yue was taken aback for a moment, and after a glance, he clicked his tongue twice and whistled.

Tsk, the material is quite enough.

"Senior Sister, you should hate me very much, right? You see, Senior Sister, I have abolished your spiritual roots, making you a useless trash who cannot cultivate for the rest of your life. I have ruined your bright future~"

Fu Yue's words are very embarrassing.

The tone is cheap.

Being trampled under by a woman he looked down on before, Song Yu'er was so angry that he almost didn't catch up.

The banshee's seductive voice sounded like a demon from hell, causing people to fall.

"Song Yu'er, how about I give you a chance? A chance for you to practice again."

These words are naturally very tempting.

Even knowing that Fu Yue had malicious intentions, Song Yu'er's heart still skipped a beat. She lowered her head and said nothing, her fair and charming face was full of humiliation.

Fu Yue continued to seduce her.

"I know a method that can snatch other people's spiritual root and use it for my own use, and the speed of practice will even be ten times faster than before."

Fu Yue's tone of voice changed abruptly, "However... that person's spiritual root must be a once-in-a-hundred-year Taixu body."

Her voice faltered.

Unknown emotions flashed in Song Yu'er's eyes.

Void body...

This kind of physique is indeed rare, but it is not uncommon. Among the new disciples of Liuyun Sect this year, there is one, her junior junior sister with average talent, Qin Wanwan.

Too empty body.

The early cultivation is very difficult, but as long as the bottleneck is broken through, the later cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds, just like entering a land of no one.

Fu Yue threw a cheat book on the ground.

Feet rolled on it.

Then he waved his sleeves and patted the non-existing dust on his clothes, walked away lightly, and then waved at Song Yu'er, leaving only a trace of the stunning red dress on his back.

"I put the cheats there, it's up to you whether you want to practice or not."

"Whether you want to choose to be a waste or a genius standing above ten thousand people, Song Yuer, this is your own choice."

The banshee's ethereal and alluring voice slowly dissipated.

Song Yu'er knew that Fu Yue had no good intentions, but she just couldn't control the desire in her heart, she didn't want to become a waste, a waste that everyone could bully.

With trembling hands, she picked up the cheat book and patted the dust on it. Thinking of Qin Wanwan's beautiful face, Song Yu'er's eyes dimmed a bit...

Junior sister.

Don't blame Senior Sister, Senior Sister has nothing to do.