Chapter 125:

Chapter 125:

The middle-aged man who kept approaching her was a burly man, with a purple and black gown covered with a layer of luxurious gold silk moiré, with a crew cut and straight face, he looked quite upright.

When the man's gaze fell, his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and he could not make a sound at all.

Yun Wanshan, Venerable Wuji.

Her nominal father.

How could he appear here?

In addition to Venerable Wuji, Yun Jiao and Jianzong's left and right guardians also followed behind, and the four of them surrounded her in all directions, not giving her the slightest chance to escape.

Venerable Wuji looked down at her condescendingly, with disgust and contempt in his eyes.

"What does Venerable Wuji mean by this?"

Venerable Wuji said coldly, "Take you back."

Hearing this, Yun Wan sneered in his heart.

This old guy is a standard villain in the novel, otherwise he wouldn't hesitate to take refuge in the Demon Realm in the later stage. The news of Mo Hua's resurrection must have reached his ears, maybe it was Chang Xi who leaked her whereabouts.

back door?

Maybe it's because he wants to court her.

Yun Wan bit her lower lip, looked at the net covering her body, her heart slackened, her teeth clenched, she directly grasped the scorching hot net with curse nails on it, and tore at both sides with all her strength.

Venerable Wuji felt that she was somewhat ignorant of good and evil, and was disdainful in his heart, so he didn't take her resistance seriously, but instead sneered: "I advise you not to do useless work, the more you struggle, the tighter this net will be drawn, until you get caught. Bone marrow, liver and intestines were broken and died."

Yun Wan raised her eyebrows lightly, "Really?" She just didn't believe in this evil.

Yunwan held her breath, mobilized the weather spirit veins to cover her limbs, and finally tightened her palms slowly. A steady stream of energy filled each fingertip, she concentrated on her breath, and stretched her hands to the sides, only to hear a stabbing sound, and the sky-catching net that could not be burned by the sky fire and could not be split by the red sword turned out to be Shengsheng was torn open by her into a dilapidated hole.

Although there is aura covering the body, the skin is still scalded by the curse nails in several places.

Venerable Wuji never imagined that she would actually walk out of the sky-catching net, and his cheeks couldn't help shaking in embarrassment, which made the already mean face even more ferociously distorted.

He was too lazy to be polite to Yun Wan, so he raised his palm to activate the magic weapon, Yun Wan naturally wouldn't just stand there in a daze for him to grab, took out a psychedelic talisman from the storage bag and threw it over, and then turned in the opposite direction run.

Naturally, the small psychedelic array couldn't fool Venerable Wuji.

He snorted softly, summoned the long sword with one hand, pinched his fingers and chanted the mantra, and the purple divine sword split into several pieces in an instant, forming a formation of ten thousand swords.

"go!"

Venerable Wuji gave an order, and the sword wall flew straight towards Yunwan.

She quickly raised her arms to cover, and Xuanling set up a protective array, even so, the sword's force was shaking so that one's scalp was numb. There was a constant buzzing in front of my ears. Yun Wan bit her lip to hold on, and suddenly, a silver light pierced the night and rushed over

— Yun Jiao made a move.

Yun Wan immediately withdrew her arms and turned sideways to avoid the poisonous silver needle coming towards her.

Venerable Wuji narrowed his eyes, his expression flashed fiercely, his spiritual power surged out, and the long sword in front of him stabbed at her again.

[Stop. ]

Xuanling issued an order, as the master of all weapons, even Venerable Wuji's divine sword was hard to resist, and immediately he was no longer under the control of others, and was suspended in mid-air.

Astonishment flashed across Venerable Wuji's eyes, and his face changed again and again. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, his palms turned into blades and pierced fiercely through her shoulder blades.

A sharp pain like a bone crack came from the shoulder, and Yun Wan staggered back two steps, all the blood on her delicate face was gone.

Venerable Wuji cast a poisonous curse on the blade, and when it entered the body, the spell flowed to the internal organs like poisonous insects. Although it was not too painful, it could make people lose their ability to move immediately.

All the strength in her body was pulled out suddenly, Yun Wan couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and the sky spun in an instant, black mist smeared in front of her eyes like overturned ink.

She couldn't hold on anymore and fell heavily to the ground.

Venerable Wuji came slowly, "Xie Tingyun is not here, let's see who can protect you?"

Yun Wan couldn't help covering her bleeding shoulder, bit the tip of her tongue, and didn't faint immediately due to the stinging pain. She stared at Venerable Wuji dissatisfied, wanting to continue to drive the spirit, but Venerable Wuji would not see her thoughts, raised her finger and hit her wrist with a spell, and suddenly, there was a numb tingling pain from the bones Sensation, she would droop the hand she picked up again, completely losing strength.

Yun Wan was short of breath, and a few strands of black hair were sticking messily to her temples, making her face paler and bloodless.

Consciousness was about to dissipate, Yun Wan felt unwilling, stared, squeezed out a few words from between teeth: "Garbage, garbage."

Old rubbish, if you can't afford it, you will sneak attack behind your back.

Nonsence!

The black air in front of her eyes intensified, and as the last word fell, her eyelids trembled twice, and she finally fell into a coma.

Venerable Wuji looked contemptuous.

If he didn't think she was useful, he would kill her right away, so why would he keep her.

He ordered to the disciples behind him: "Take it away." After finishing speaking, he turned and mounted his horse.

The two disciples set up Yun Wan and boarded the sedan chair, the Pegasus flew into the air, and the shadow quickly disappeared into the sky.

**

Yun Wan fell into a coma, hot and cold, groggy.

There was a dull pain in the head, as if someone was hitting it with an awl, and the wrists and arms were numb. The most tormented part was the shoulders. There were countless bugs crawling in the crevices of the bones. It was itchy and painful. Sobbing uncomfortably, the drooping eyelids trembled back and forth, and finally slowly opened.

Maybe it's because I woke up and my vision was blurry.

She closed her eyes and opened them again, and repeated several times before finally seeing the environment clearly.

This is the boudoir of a daughter's house.

The arrangement is not simple, but it is not exquisite either, perhaps because it has been uninhabited for a long time, and it is deserted and desolate, with a bit of a sad look.

The doors and windows were closed tightly, and a spell was placed on it, and the shadows of the moonlight falling outside could be seen faintly.

Very strange, but very familiar.

Yun Wan was about to get up from the bed when she was forcibly pulled back by the gravity from her hands and feet. Only then did she realize that she was chained to her limbs, which made her unable to move.

She opened her eyes in a daze for a long time, and then she recalled that she was tied back to the sect by Venerable Wuji.

Gan!

Yun Wanshan, the dog day!

Yun Wan didn't bother to resist, she couldn't stop screaming and venting her hatred in her heart.

The injury on the shoulder is still not healed, and it is deep in the tiger's den, even if you untie the chain, you can't escape the sect, so it is better to lie down and recuperate than to waste that effort.

She scolded her father in her heart for a while, and soon got tired again.

I closed my eyes and was about to continue sleeping for a while, when the closed door creaked.

Yun Wan half-closed her eyes and looked over.

The woman who walked in was dressed luxuriously, her hair was full of golden hairpins, she was well maintained, her skin was fair, her black hair was smooth, her eyebrows and eyes were 50% similar to Yun Tianyi's, she was her mother, Mrs. Yun.

——Come here now, it must be unpleasant to find her.

Yun Wan resolutely pretended to be dizzy and closed her eyes again.

Mrs. Yun had already seen her tricks, raised her hand and ordered the servant girl to back down, walked to the bed and sat down, and said in a slow voice, "Open your eyes when you wake up."

Now that she was exposed, she simply stopped pretending.

Yun Wan raised her eyelids and looked at her very indifferently.

Mrs. Yun gave birth to the face of a virtuous wife and mother, with willow-leaf eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, and a three-point smile without smiling. However, the moment she looked at her, the warmth in her eyes disappeared, and was gradually replaced by viciousness.

She pinched Yun Wan's chin fiercely, her long nails were directly inserted into Yun Wan's skin, causing her pain.

Yun Wan didn't struggle, and looked at him calmly.

The calmer she behaved, the more anger in Mrs. Yun's heart burned an inch. There was no one else around, so she stopped pretending to be kind, and her voice was sharp:

"Your face is very similar to your dissolute mother."

When it came to Yun Wan's biological mother, Mrs. Yun's eyes grew more disgusted.

The original owner's biological mother was born in a small town at the foot of Mount Heng, and lived in the Lane of Fireworks and Willows since she was a child, and naturally she did not do a lucrative business.

Venerable Wuji met him when he was practicing, and immediately fell in love with the beauty of Yunwan's biological mother, and Yunwan's mother also admired Venerable Wuji's handsome and versatile, so she made friends with him without hesitation.

At that time, Venerable Wuji had already become a Taoist couple with Mrs. Yun, and Yun Tianyi was born not long ago, so it can be seen that the two have an affair. Mrs. Yun is very angry, but for the sake of the sect and family face, Mrs. Yun still chooses to endure .

As long as they don't dance in front of your eyes, it doesn't matter how they mess around outside.

Mrs. Yun has been thinking this way.

Until Venerable Wuji blatantly took the other party back to the sect, the resentment accumulated in Mrs. Yun's heart exploded.

The original owner was not lost by accident, but after Mrs. Yun killed the original owner's mother, she deliberately took her away and abandoned her in the mountains to fend for herself.

In modern times, the original owner's mother is a mistress, and Venerable Wuji is that scumbag who eats the pot and looks at the bowl. Now that the original owner's mother had died for a long time, and the original owner had also reincarnated and gone elsewhere, it was naturally difficult for an outsider to comment on Yun Wan.

But she remembered that during the time when the original owner came back, Mrs. Yun made a lot of stumbling blocks, and even Yun Tianyi turned a blind eye to bullying her.

Yun Wan drooped the corners of her eyes, and said lazily, "In that case, Madam might as well let me go, so that I won't get in your way by staying here."

Mrs. Yun laughed loudly as if hearing a big joke, "Huh? Let you go? What are you dreaming about?" The smile on her lips suddenly became sarcasm, and her delicate face became distorted with hatred. "If you want me to let you go, I have to see if my dead child agrees!"

Thinking of her dead son, Mrs. Yun's eyes were filled with hatred.

Knowing that her beloved son died at Yunwan's hands, she couldn't sleep at night. If she hadn't had some scruples, she would have eaten his flesh raw immediately.

Mrs. Yun calmed down her breathing, and with a vicious smile on her lips, she said slowly, "I want to make God's will suffer and give you back twice as much."

After saying this, Mrs. Yun spread out her palm in front of her, and a small bottle with exquisite patterns appeared in her palm.

Mrs. Yun deliberately brought the bottle close to her eyes. Even through the porcelain bottle, Yun Wan could hear the rustling sound inside, as if it was some kind of insect.

Yun Wan wasn't afraid of reptiles, but she was born in the world of cultivating immortals, so she knew that it contained no ordinary bugs.

Mrs. Yun deliberately used that thing to scare her, and asked word by word: "Do you know what this is?"

Yun Wan remained silent, and her expression remained calm.

Yun Fu only thought that she was trying to calm down, and two words popped out of her mouth: "corpse worm."

Corpse Worm.

As the name suggests, it is a kind of Gu worm that resides on rotting corpses. The corpse needs to be soaked in hundreds of venoms for seventy-seven forty-nine days, and finally the larvae are placed in the heart veins of the corpse, until the corpse is completely swallowed by the Gu insects, and the corpse insects are considered refined.

This insect is poisonous.

After entering the body, it will not stop sucking blood, flowing through the eight extraordinary meridians, making the voodoo sufferer experience bone-eroding pain all the time.

After learning that Yun Tianyi was killed by Yun Wan, Mrs. Yun learned this technique in order to use it on Yun Wan one day to avenge her child.

Today, she finally got her chance.

Madam Yun gritted her teeth and said to her: "I won't kill you, I will let you live, no, ru, die."

As if she had seen Yun Wan's corpse in distress, Mrs. Yun laughed more wantonly.

Yun Wan's eyes flickered slightly, and the moment Madam Yun uncorked the bottle, she broke free from the chain and stood up, so fast that Madam Yun had no chance to react.

She turned against the guest, raised her hand and pinched Mrs. Yun's neck, suppressing her under her body with all her strength, and at the same time forced Xuan Ling to lock her limbs.

Mrs. Yun is a poison cultivator, even if there are thousands of poisonous insects on her body, she is not Yun Wan's opponent based on strength.

She snatched the worm bottle and smiled coldly: "Oh? Then I have to give it a try."

Mrs. Yun never expected that Yun Wan was seriously injured and still had the strength to break free. For a moment, she was more shocked than frightened.

Yun Wan waved her hand to set up a shielding formation, and took the opportunity to uncork the bottle. With a condensed expression, she relentlessly pushed the bottle towards her arm.

Mrs. Yun finally realized what she was doing, her eyes opened wider and wider, and she screamed, "Yun Wan, what are you doing?!"

"Could it be that you have gone against the sky!"

Corpse worms have been raised in corpses since they were young, and they eat carrion and bad blood. Fresh blood is very attractive to them. Following the scent of blood, they pierced through the flesh and moved towards the blood veins.

"Ahh! Quickly, quickly let go—!"

"Don't, don't!"

"Yunwan! Believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

The cursing in Mrs. Yun's mouth gradually turned into a painful wail.

The screams were endless, she was covered in cold sweat from the pain, and her facial features were dislocated due to the great pain. Yun Wan remained unmoved, and kept her tightly bound. There is an array to cover her, no matter how she calls, people outside cannot hear her.

The corpse worm crawled into her veins along her flesh, and every inch she climbed, she would experience the pain of being torn apart.

Madam Yun's face was full of tears: "Wan, Wanwan, let go..."

"Please, let go..."

The wailing turned into a begging for mercy, but Yun Wan remained unmoved, Madam Yun cursed unbearably—

"You little bastard! Just like your mother, I, I won't let you go!"

One after another, sharp sounds rang in the ears.

Yun Wan watched her struggling and twisting, her heart was calm and indifferent.

She leaned closer, and every word she uttered was full of mockery and coldness: "You know it hurts too? Then when I begged for mercy, why didn't Madam know how to let me go."

That image is still etched in my mind.

The night Mrs. Yun planted Qiansi Mei to the original owner, she kept crying and begging, but what happened? The benevolent lady still showed no mercy, and cruelly planted the most evil Gu in the original owner's body.

Mrs. Yun's eyes were covered with tears, I don't know if it was because of the pain or something else.

She stopped making a sound, bit her lower lip, and stared at her with those red eyes, as if she could eat people.

The corners of Yun Wan's lips rose, and she snorted, "It seems that Mrs. Yun still remembers."

She squeezed out two words between her teeth: "Bitch."

Yun Wan was not annoyed, she clasped the bottle even tighter, "This corpse worm is indeed a good thing, madam, please enjoy it."

Corpse worms are usually raised in pairs, and they can live up to seven days after entering the body. When the female worm dies, she will lay eggs again, which intensifies the pain day after day.

Even if Mrs. Yun is a poisonous cultivator, she can't help being tortured like this. Sweat pours out layer by layer. At the same time, her spiritual cultivation is also damaged. Even if she wants to resist, she can't gather spiritual power, let alone resist with her current body. But Xuanling.

Mrs. Yun never imagined that one day she would be slaughtered by others, or... the person she hated the most in her life.

Yun Wan knew that she had a way to get the corpse insects out, so she showed no sympathy, moved closer, and said in a clear and clean voice, "Blame me for killing your son, I think you are the one who killed your son. You put He was raised to be arrogant and conceited, and in the end he reaped the consequences, and now he blames others?"

Mrs. Yun has already lost her physical strength, so how could she listen to her words.

Yun Wan continued: "He died well. You should thank me, if I hadn't killed him, maybe in the future, he would bite you back, and then you would be the one who died."

Mrs. Yun sneered sleepily: "Yunwan, don't be complacent. Why do you think Yun Wanshan brought you back? He wants to dedicate you to Mohua and let you be his stove. I can't deal with you, Mo Hua can take care of you;"

Yun Wan's eyebrows twitched, and she threw the bottle on the ground with a snap.

Sure enough, Venerable Promise had exactly this idea.

Mrs. Yun coughed out a mouthful of blood, and said in a cool tone, "You can get good things from me, but don't try to get good things from Mo Hua, he will eat you until there is no skin left."

Mo Hua is vicious.

Killing the master for the sake of cultivation and abandoning the master's school, naturally she would not let go of a rare high-grade furnace like her.

There are many ways for men to torture women, and she will watch and see how Yun Wan can't survive or die.

Thinking of that day coming, Mrs. Yun didn't feel any pain anymore, she was full of joy and satisfaction.

Mrs. Xu stayed in Yunwan's room for too long, and there was no movement for a long time, which immediately attracted the attention of people outside the room. Soon, the door was pushed open, and Venerable Wuji strode in.

On the ground was the empty bottle that Yun Wan had put down, and the inside of the collapsed place was also a mess.

Mrs. Yun's black hair was scattered, her lips were bloodless, and the wound on her arm was shocking.

Looking at Yunwan, she had already broken free the chain, and she just had time to watch the intruders.

Venerable Wuji looked at the mess on the ground, and Mrs. Yun who was so angry that she could guess the situation even if she didn't see it with her own eyes. She couldn't believe that Yun Wan really dared to do this kind of disobedience under her nose. At that moment, my mind was shocked: "Yunwan, you, you..."

"Husband!" Seeing Venerable Wuji, Madam Yun burst into tears, and threw herself on him, crying pitifully, "Yun Wan... Yun Wan wants to kill me, she is so big guts!"

Yun Wan raised her eyebrows and watched her perform in silence.

Her contemptuous demeanor once again reminded Venerable Wuji of the humiliation he had suffered in Cangwu Palace and the Kunlun Sect. The combination of new and old hatred was completely unbearable.

"Come on!"

"Put her in the penalty hall."

Two disciples came after hearing the news, and Yun Jiao, who was following behind, looked at her gloatingly.

Yun Wan calmly said two words: "Who dares."

She was beautiful and flamboyant, and the anger that poured out slightly made this magnificent face even more dazzling.

The two disciples suffocated for breath, and instantly froze in place, not daring to approach.

Venerable Wuji was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and repeated sharply: "Take it down!"

Yun Wan raised her eyebrows, and said with a more emphatic tone: "I say, who dares."

The disciple was in a dilemma, looked at Venerable Wuji, and then at Yun Wan, unable to make up his mind for a long time.

Yun Wan looked at him calmly and said, "Mo Hua needs me to improve my cultivation, you say..." She paused, "If I make a mistake with you, will he be angry when he finds out? If I can't help but say something, tsk."

Venerable Wuji never expected that Yun Wan would pull Mohua out, and he was dumbfounded, his face turned blue and red.

Yun Wan knew that Venerable Wuji didn't dare to do anything, and his expression became more and more complacent.

He gritted his teeth, finally swallowed his anger back into his stomach, gave Yun Wan a hard look, and pulled Mrs. Yun up, "Let's go."

Yunjiao was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that Yun Wan's words would actually make her father let her go, a little unwilling, she hurriedly called to him, "Father, father, we will just like this..."

"Walk!"

Venerable Wuji turned his head and said something fierce to her. She pursed her mouth and glared at Yunwan angrily. She didn't dare to say anything, and trotted after her.

After Yun Jiao left, the boudoir fell into silence again.

The surroundings of the room were re-arranged to form a tighter formation, and the guarding disciples were changed from the outer sect to the inner sect sword cultivator. With Yun Wan's current cultivation level, it is impossible to get out. Xuan Ling is feasible, but she is too lazy to move. that force. No matter how useless the Wuji Sect is, there are thousands of disciples, and with the large array guarding it, it is difficult to fly even with wings.

The only thing to do now is to wait.

When Venerable Wuji was on the way to send her to the Demon Realm, he took a chance and chose to escape.

Yun Wan instantly relaxed, rearranged the bed and lay down.

The bed was hard, and I couldn't sleep comfortably. The sword wound on my shoulder hadn't been treated for a long time, and now it was aching.

Yun Wan jumped up like a carp, came to the door, and yelled at the guards outside: "Let your suzerain change my bed, and find a doctor to take care of my injuries."

No one spoke outside the door.

Yun Wan put her ear to it, and could clearly hear the breathing of the disciples.

She slapped the door panel, very domineering: "You tell your suzerain, if my sword wound worsens and unfortunately dies, he will not think about it!"

Yun Wan pinched Venerable Wuji to death, so she didn't believe that he really dared to let him go, so she put down her words and continued to lie back and wait in peace.

**

As expected.

Before the sun set, the two disciples brought a soft quilt and a female doctor along the way.

The female cultivator is not very old, about a few dozen years old, with a handsome appearance and an introverted personality. She dare not raise her face when she sees Yun Wan.

"Please Fairy pull down the clothes." She said timidly, not knowing whether she recognized the stranger or was a little afraid of her.

"oh."

Yun Wan didn't hesitate, she took off her coat generously, exposing her entire chest.

As soon as the female cultivator raised her eyes, she met a dazzling white, and...

Her eyes couldn't help but look down, they were white and smooth, and the roots of her ears turned red.

"No, you don't have to..."

"It's okay." Yun Wan interrupted her, "That's it."

The female doctor swallowed her saliva and began to apply medicine to Yun Wan.

Her body's self-healing function is strong, but within a day, most of the wounds have healed. But she was born fair and smooth, and even a slight **** on her skin was extremely obvious, not to mention such a large sword wound, with bruises and bruises all over her flawless skin, not to mention how shocking it was.

Everyone has a love of beauty, and women are no exception.

The nun secretly glanced at Yun Wan, her side face was hidden in the light and shadow, like a dream, so beautiful that it was unreal.

Afraid of hurting Yun Wan, the female cultivator applied the medicine very gently.

"what's your name."

Yun Wan started talking to the nun.

"Pinger."

Yun Wan pondered for a moment, then naturally inquired about the news: "Is there any news about Lord Sui Yuan outside?"

The nun shook her head: "I haven't left the sect for a long time, so..."

Yun Wan didn't continue to press her.

When she was trying to find a way to trick Liuli Jing away from her, there was a urging sound from outside the door.

"The time has passed, come out quickly."

Ping'er glanced at Yun Wan apologetically, packed up her things and got up: "I'll come to see the fairy tomorrow, the fairy has to be healthy, don't go to war anymore."

The conflict between Yun Wan and Mrs. Yun has spread throughout the sect.

She was still a little apprehensive before the future, afraid that Yun Wan would anger others, but after seeing her, she realized that she was gentle and close, not as scary as the rumors said.

Thinking of the end that Yunwan was about to face, the female cultivator couldn't help sighing in her heart, and looked at her with pity.

**

Night is coming soon.

Yun Wan lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Xie Tingyun has no news so far, so it means that he has encountered an accident, or he has not yet come out of the barrier. But it's impossible, with Xie Tingyun's cultivation base, no matter how you think about it, he shouldn't be able to beat the two guardian beasts, right?

Yun Wan bit her lip, anxious and restless, and lightly tapped Xuan Ling with her fingertips.

"Xuan Ling."

Xuanling: [I am here. ]

Yun Wan asked: "Can you feel the breath of the Peerless Sword?"

Finding a partner depends on sword energy, and there is no one else.

Xuan Ling tried to release his breath, but after a long while to no avail, he replied in a slightly disappointed way: "There are formations inside and outside the Wuji Sect, and with the interference of other sword breaths, I can't find them for the time being."

Yun Wan sighed helplessly, and said soothingly, "It's okay, we'll find a way."

Xuan Ling said: [Master, don't worry, I will take you out immediately after you leave the Wuji Sect. ]

The Wuji sect was heavily formed, and Yun Wan was injured. Even if he could try to escape, Xuan Ling didn't want to be in danger.

Yun Wan nodded.

With Mohua as her "backer", Venerable Wuji dare not do anything to her for the time being. Since she can't escape and there is no other way, it's better to heal her wounds with peace of mind.

She yawned, covered the quilt and closed her eyes.

Perhaps the medicine applied to her shoulders worked, and Yun Wan soon fell into a deep dream.

Xuanyue hangs high, and the cold night is silent.

The entire Promise Sect was shrouded in this desolate white moonlight.

Not long after Yunwan fell asleep, a few wisps of fragrant mist floated into the room along the window lattice, swaying and washing every inch of the room.