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Chapter 87 Seeing I Don't Make You Cry

The entire Cangyun Sect was shaken by this huge explosion.

Countless monks woke up from the explosion, and even the mountain-protecting formation was directly ripped open.

"Didn't the Palace Master say to keep a low profile?" Seeing that the explosion came from the direction of Deng Jiang, Deng Jiang's men were immediately confused.

They didn't expect this situation.

Just now, they were still in the Ancangyun Sect and in the Ming Dynasty, but the explosion had already made all the monks wake up and search everywhere.

"Look, there it is."

"Which little thief dares to break into our Cangyun Sect?"

"Catch them."



The monks in Suicang Palace wanted to run away without tears.

But this is other people's territory, how difficult it is for them to escape!

"Ahem."

A few burns appeared on Baili Fanhua's body, which healed at an unimaginable speed. However, a lot of her hair, especially her hairline, was still burned off by the explosion.

She could also smell a slight burning smell.

Baili Fanhua immediately cast a spell to create a mirror and looked at it. When she saw that her well-trimmed bangs were burned into small curls, her anger spread instantly.

Ahhhhhhhh.

The hair can be cut off, but the hairstyle cannot be messed up.

Can I go out to meet people with bangs like this?

Baili Fanhua pinched Deng Jiang's neck with one hand and howled out, "You'd better tell the truth about where the things came from, or I'll kill you!"

However, Deng Jiang in her hand did not move at all, and her head hung down weakly, showing no movement at all.

Baili Fanhua stepped forward to take a look, let go of her hand in disgust, and threw Deng Jiang's body aside, "Damn, you died like this because you were too close to the explosion?"

Even she was injured in the explosion, let alone ordinary monks, who would definitely not be able to withstand it.

Maybe Deng Jiang himself didn't expect that he would just game over without even saying a decent line.

Then who should she blame for her ruined hairstyle?

No matter what, it must be the fault of the fallen immortals.

The only ones who can hurt immortals are immortal weapons, and the only ones who can secretly obtain immortal weapons are fallen immortals. They must know that they have performed too well recently, so they want to find an opportunity to sneak attack on them.

Anyway, whether the blame is theirs or not, they have to bear it.

Baili Fanhua believed that she had no enemies, and the nearest enemies were the fallen immortals, so there was no psychological burden at all to throw dirty water on them.

Just as Baili Fanhua was about to leave, he was keenly aware that many monks from the Cangyun Sect were heading here.

No, I'm addicted to drama.

My exit has to be perfect.

Baili Fanhua immediately transformed herself into a pitiful battle makeup, and fell to the ground limply, lying on the left and right with Deng Jiang, looking like she was exhausted after fighting with others.

"Jiang Fanhua!"

"Junior Sister Jiang!"

"Disciple~~~~"

After the elders and disciples of Cangyun Sect captured the disciples of Suicang Palace, they heard the news from their mouths that Deng Jiang planned to attack Jiang Fanhua. In addition, the sound of explosions came from the back mountain, and they hurriedly moved towards this place.

Flying over.

However, they arrived too late.

The back mountain was almost razed to the ground, while Deng Jiang and Jiang Fanhua fell on the spot, seemingly soundless.

Looking at the surrounding situation, one can imagine how serious a war broke out before this.

The elders and disciples rushed to Jiang Fanhua and tried to feed her elixirs, while other monks were preparing to transport spiritual energy to Jiang Fanhua to revive her.

"No...no, elder, the spiritual energy cannot be transported in at all. Junior Sister Jiang's tendons have been completely severed...Now she only has one breath, even if the gods come..." The disciple who spoke was a little flustered, and he had not yet spoken.

After saying that, he was kicked away by several other disciples, and it was their turn to try.

However, no matter how many people try, it doesn't work.

Fortunately, with their efforts, Jiang Fanhua slowly opened her eyes, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this was a return to the light.

"Ahem..." Jiang Fanhua glanced weakly at the disciples and elders around him, with a look of agony on his face, "This... this person wants to kill me, I don't know what it is.

Something exploded, and when I woke up, it was like this."

"Disciple, please stop talking. I will take you to find the master right now. We will ask the immortal to save you." The elder who spoke was in pain. This is the most outstanding disciple in the history of their Cangyun Sect.

We haven't put this sign out yet, and if it's gone like this, anyone else would be heartbroken.

"I can't do it anymore... Although I started late, everyone is very kind to me. I... I'm not a lone star in the sky, right?" Jiang Fanhua's eyes were wet, like an elf in the forest, which made people look at her.

It gave birth to a lot of intolerance.

"That's right, of course you are not some evil star, you are the best." The disciples and elders could not suppress the torture of their consciences and quickly gave her a positive answer.

"Yes, Junior Sister Jiang, you are the most powerful and the pride of our sect."

"We will definitely be able to save you."

"Really, really good." Jiang Fanhua lowered his head slightly, blocked his aura, and then turned into dots of starlight in front of everyone, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

In order to make the scene even more tragic, the hundreds of miles of flowers secretly attracted dark clouds, which directly caused a downpour of rain on them.

I can't help it. It's like this in TV dramas. When you are sad, you should have some rain.

The disciples and elders of the Cangyun Sect were quite choked with tears, and it was hard to tell whether the tears on their faces were rain or tears.

How come they didn't realize before that Jiang Fanhua was so innocent and cute, and when she was dying, she kept thinking about the sect's kindness to her?

They used to say that Jiang Fanhua was a lone star of evil spirits. He was so inhuman!

They are so damned good.

Very good, perfect exit.

Baili Fanhua looked at the scene of people crying below and nodded with satisfaction. It would be a waste not to compete for an Oscar for her acting skills.

far away.

"...I'm sure, Jiang Fanhua from the Cangyun Sect is Baili Fanhua from the Salvation Department. She should have come to the Cangyun Sect by chance." A voice hesitated for a long time before saying to the messenger, "Boss, this Baili Fanhua

Is there really nothing wrong with Li Fanhua’s brain?”

"How can the minister of the Salvation Department, who is directly subordinate to the Central Heavenly Emperor, have something wrong with his mind?"

"But...I don't understand what she did."

"You are just stupid, what did she do?"

"She pretended to be dead, said a lot of sensational words, and then made everyone in the Cangyun Sect cry."

"..."


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