Chun Yuling was shocked. She could vaguely guess that Yun Yanchu's words were talking about her past.
But what these words said surprised her a little.
She had originally thought about many reasons why Yun Yanchu had enmity with the Qingyu Sect.
But she and Yun Yanchu have always maintained a good distance, and the two never asked about each other's past.
Now looking at Yun Yanchu's seemingly calm appearance, Chun Yuling could hardly imagine how she got out of those things.
Chun Yuling took a deep breath, looked at Yun Yanchu and said solemnly, "Of course it is necessary to suppress her, ruin her reputation, make her be criticized by thousands of people, despised by thousands of people, and she cannot live without death."
Chun Yuling's voice was not too high, but it was enough to reach Yun Yanchu's heart.
She smiled, her innocent and harmless face like a poppy in full bloom, hiding deadly murderous intent.
She arched her eyebrows slightly, nodded and said, "Yes, this should be the ending, so that we can live up to the disgusting things we did to them."
This perverted smile appeared again and again.
Chun Yuling trembled slightly and nodded frantically in agreement.
But what happened today made her know why Yun Yanchu had such strong hatred for Qingyu Sect.
As the person who was saved by Yun Yanchu, she had to "repay the favor" properly.
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After Lin Wanqing and his party returned to Qingyu Sect, they did not dare to tell others about their purchase of eighteen Wushuang Rui.
It was just when they sent Wushuang Rui to Song Heyu.
Song Heyu's legs have recovered.
He looked at the Frost-free Cores held by several people and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"You..." Song Heyu had already learned from others that his junior sister volunteered to go to Beizhou to find medicine for herself.
It's just that it took them three months to go back and forth. If he persisted until the medicine came back, he might have lost his legs long ago.
"Fourth Senior Brother, your legs..." Lin Wanqing looked at Song Heyu standing in disbelief.
What's going on? Why did Song Heyu stand up! Then why did she go through so much trouble? To spend 30,000 spirit stones to buy 18 frost-free pistils!?
Lin Wanqing's mentality was on the verge of collapse.
Song Heyu's next words made Lin Wanqing collapse even more.
"Okay, I have to thank my dear fifth junior sister for this, right?" Song Heyu raised his lips slightly and said, but only Lin Wanqing understood what he said.
Without Yun Yanchu, no one calls her Fifth Junior Sister, only people from her previous life!
Lin Wanqing's eyes widened and he almost ran away.
In the last life, Song Heyu's leg was broken by her. No one knew that the reason why Song Heyu was injured by the monster was because she accidentally gave Song Heyu the medicine she was going to give to Yun Yanchu.
Only people in the previous life could know this.
Why? Why was Song Heyu reborn!?
What would she do? What if he made his actions public?
Lin Wanqing was already in a confused mood at this time.
But what she didn't know was that Song Heyu was reborn with memories of two lifetimes.
To be precise, this life is his third life.
In his first life, he was the fourth senior brother of the Qingyu Sect. Because the fifth junior sister, a demon girl who rebelled against the sect and colluded with the demon clan, drugged and framed him, he was almost injured by the monster and lost his legs. If it were not for the Wushuang Rui collected by the younger junior sister, his legs would have been lost.
Not guaranteed.
In his second life, he was still the fourth senior brother of the Qingyu Sect, but everything had changed. It was no longer the fifth junior sister who rebelled against the sect and became a demon, but the younger junior sister who had always been weak. He did not know the person who saved him until his death.
She is still a junior sister, and the person who harmed her is still the fifth junior sister.
This is the third life. He recalled all his memories a month before he was killed. He had already prepared. The so-called injuries to his legs this time were caused by him colluding with the alchemist to deceive people.
But in this life, the junior sister did not join the sect, and nothing happened to him. Only that vicious woman was still pretending.
Song Heyu's eyes flashed with disgust.
Ling Hanyun and Wei Chengan, who accompanied Lin Wanqing, were really confused.
The two of them looked at Song Heyu getting better. Although they had spent so much money in vain, they just needed to get better.
"He Yu, it took a hundred days to break the muscles and bones. Although the injury has healed, you still need to pay more attention. Since you don't need this frost-free pistil, we will send it to the warehouse first."
As Wei Chengan spoke, he took something out of his sleeve and handed it to Song Heyu, "This is a bone-raising elixir. Please accept it."
Song Heyu looked at the elixir handed to him, then nodded silently towards his warm third senior brother and reached out to take it.
He knew that many things in his previous life were caused by Lin Wanqing.
But the one who was hurt the most was Yun Yanchu.
He could not imagine that Yun Yanchu, who had been pampered and raised by them in his first life, would be so deeply hurt by them in his second life.
How desperate she must have been when she died.
Song Heyu clenched the elixir in his hand, his knuckles turned white, and watched the two senior brothers leaving with Wu Shuang Rui.
This life was different from the previous two. He didn't know why he had experienced it so many times, but what he was sure of was that God gave him this opportunity to make up for the little junior sister they had hurt.
But now, I don’t know where to start.
Maybe Lin Wanqing would know... He remembered that Yun Yanchu showed up during the sect's recruitment eight years ago.
At that time, they were particularly excited when they learned that there was a person with peerless spiritual roots such as ice and thunder.
But later, Lin Wanqing got into an accident for unknown reasons and had his knees injured, so he was forced to be sent back to the sect for treatment.
It was also here that everything changed.
Song Heyu recalled the past eight years ago, returned to the house, picked up his sword, and headed straight towards Miaoluo Peak where Lin Wanqing lived.
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After Lin Wanqing escaped back to Miaoluo Peak, he felt very anxious. After asking the system, the system could not give an answer.
She was so anxious that she immediately packed up her things and prepared to run away.
Being flustered leads to chaos. Lin Wanqing's fear of the Qingyu Sect in his previous life is still vivid in his mind.
Song Heyu's rebirth made her suddenly forget that she was the most favored junior sister of the Qingyu Sect.
After packing up his clothes and putting them into the storage ring, Lin Wanqing's anxious movements instantly froze as soon as he opened the door.
"Fourth, fourth brother..." Lin Wanqing's voice trembled, her eyes moved down, and she saw Song Heyu's Yunping Sword hanging in front of her neck.
The cold light emitted from the sword seemed to have scratched her.
"Where is the junior sister?" Song Heyu was not in the mood to talk to the vicious woman in front of him. After learning about Yun Yanchu, he would naturally inform the head master of this person's behavior.
Drive this scum out of the school.
"Brother, what are you talking about...ah!" Lin Wanqing was about to pretend to be stupid, but as soon as he finished speaking, Song Heyu's sword was thrust forward.
"Think clearly whether you should tell me or not. Even if I kill you now, you know that with my status, the sect will cover up the fact that I killed my fellow sect members."
Song Heyu's cold and distant eyes rested on Lin Wanqing, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, hiding murderous intent.