Xiuxian Work Log

Chapter 145 She must have done it on purpose!

"I do not believe."

Yin Chuan Duxin spoke.

Lin Qingyue: "You really can't let me know what Yang Zishen is doing?"

Yin Chuan's expression turned strange, "Are you really a Taoist couple?"

Lin Qingyue: "No!"

Yin Chuan: "Then why do you care about him so much?"

Lin Qingyue told Yin Chuan how they got in and wailed.

"If he hadn't suddenly appeared, my things wouldn't have hit Elder Song!"

Yin Chuan: "Were you also tricked by Yang Zishen?"

Lin Qingyue nodded wildly: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"Hahahahaha~" Yin Chuan laughed at Lin Qingyue without any hesitation, and uttered vicious words with his little mouth.

"How pitiful! But I still won't tell you."

Lin Qingyue covered her face and started crying, Yin Chuan exposed her.

"Stop howling! You can't rest until you finish fighting ten swords today."

"Ten!" Lin Qingyue immediately put down his hand, swung the iron hammer and looked at the iron sword with a ferocious expression. His hands moved as fast as a falling meteor, with sparks flying everywhere.

Yin Chuan huddled inside, looking at Lin Qingyue's back expressionlessly.

Many people were not numb before coming to the forge, but it was easier to get in than to get out. Old Yu, who had the power to increase penalties and collusion with informants, was a lapdog everywhere. It was really rare to see such a lively newcomer for the first time.

Thinking of that cold and sharp-tongued boy, Yin Chuan frowned in annoyance and cursed.

"I just hate your condescending attitude, I just hate my humble and poor family background, and I just hate everything that you are born with."

"People like you will never understand my dignity being trampled upon. It's not something you take for granted like tea or water."

"Where is there any fairness in this world? It's just about money and power. You'd better stay here forever and rot and stink with me. Why should my lowliness highlight your preciousness? Die, die, die! Die!"

Being stared at by Yin Chuan's vicious eyes*, knowing that he was saying it on purpose for her to hear* Lin Qingyue: Ironmaking, ironmaking, I love ironmaking, Mom, please stop staring at her! Otherwise, she won't be able to help herself——

Beat him!

*

The huge hammer hit the iron block, and a wave of air spread out, blowing the grass in the distance.

Yang Zishen picked up the hammer, and the bones made a slight sound.

With a "dang" sound, Yang Zishen picked it up again.

……

The companion of Yin Chuan who was first encountered was kneeling in front of the pale and crazy old man, speaking in a flattering tone.

"If he continues to use the Heavy Gold Hammer like this, within a few months his meridians will be damaged and his Dao heart will be damaged. The one who punished him was Elder Li from the Discipline Hall. If anything goes wrong, it will be Elder Li who will be the one to be called."

The white-haired old man with a scruffy beard brightened up his cloudy eyes.

"That rotten piece of shit, Elder Li, did a good thing, hahahahahaha..."

The disciple filled Old Man Yu's glass with wine. "Perhaps Elder Li is trying to save face for the elder?"

Old man Yu waved his hand to overturn the cup, picked up the wine jug and held it high, took a big gulp of wine, and said the word "good" three times without caring about the wine spilling on his body.

"Good good!"

"That guy Li Ju doesn't care about face! Isn't it because he doesn't know how to behave that he has been staying in the Discipline Hall this whole time? But he did me a favor this time. Wu Kun's disciple, hahahaha, is finally in my hands!"

"Feng Qi, go give that little sword fairy some stuff and let him try out our new stuff."

Feng Qi nodded, summoned an Eight Treasures Lotus Magical Treasure, and a spell was integrated into the hammer.

Yang Zishen stopped and looked up.

Feng Qi: "Elder, has he discovered it?"

"Get out of here! You're more likely to cause trouble than to help!" Elder Yu pushed him away and stared closely at the young man who was still forging iron below.

The young man paused, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and continued forging.

"That brat must have known! Increase the dosage! Increase the dosage! Hurry up and increase the dosage! I'll poison him to death!"

Old Man Yu was so angry that his hair stood up. He jumped up and shook Feng Qi's shoulders wildly.

"Okay! Elder."

Feng Qi was holding the Eight Treasures Lotus, but was unexpectedly kicked away by Elder Yu from a corner nearby.

The white-haired old man frantically added all kinds of poisons of the Eight Treasures Lotus directly to Yang Zishen.

Yang Zishen now knew that he could no longer hide it, and Lan'an flew up and landed in Yang Zishen's hands.

"The world is full of wonders. My sword cuts off all evil and rebels!"

The sword intent returned the overwhelming poison to Old Man Yu, ignoring the wall and cutting through him fiercely.

Old Man Yu was filled with rage. "There's a road to heaven, but you don't take it. There's no door to hell, but you throw yourself into it! You flout the sect's rules! How dare you, a brat?!"

As he spoke, he swung his palm towards the ground. Heaven and earth shook as the stone sword was pulled out inch by inch. Amidst the flying stone chips, Yang Zishen cleaved through the obstruction and slashed directly at Old Man Yu with his sword.

The sword's power is vast, like a crescent moon, and extremely sharp!

"Ah! I'm going to kill you right now, you bastard!"

The huge rock shook, and Old Man Yu raised his stone sword, with heavy pressure pressing directly towards Yang Zishen.

"Elder Yu is going to kill someone! Elder Yu has gone crazy!"

Feng Qi, who was in the corner, saw this scene and his pupils dilated. He ran towards the exit as fast as he could.

The flying stone pierced his heart, and Feng Qi looked back at Old Man Yu in disbelief.

"Elder... why..."

The last thing I saw was Old Man Yu’s crazy and cold eyes.

With a bang, Yang Zishen crashed into the wall, knocking down layers of stone walls.

Old Man Yu stepped forward, muttering to himself, "All of you die... All of you die... All of you be buried with me... Hahahahaha... Hahahahaha!"

The stone sword was raised high and pointed at Yang Zishen's neck!

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The iron sword fell off the platform and landed on the ground. The other disciples looked at the shaking wall in fear.

Lin Qingyue jumped out from the forging table and grabbed Yin Chuan who was trying to escape.

"Where are you going?"

Yin Chuan tried to push her away, but found that he couldn't, so he picked her up and started running.

Yin Chuan: "Nonsense! Of course I'm running for my life! Do you think anyone will come to save you?!"

Lin Qingyue: "Then what should they do?"

"What should I do?" Yin Chuan wanted to throw the bitch Lin Qingyue out, and said madly: "If you don't run, you will die! You die too!"

Lin Qingyue pushed Yin Chuan away and jumped down. In Yin Chuan's shocked eyes, he pasted a medium-grade speed talisman on Lingxue.

The two people disappeared from their original position in a second and then crashed into the wall.

Yinchuan: ...

Yin Chuan: "Ah! Lin Qingyue, how do you see the road!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Lin Qingyue apologized frantically and banged his head against the wall.

After a while, Yinchuan's nose was swollen and his face was as blue as pork.

Lin Qingyue was already an expert at apologizing, and he was completely sincere.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! There are too many turns here!"

"Lin Qingyue, I will never forgive you!"

She did it on purpose! She must have done it on purpose!