Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Snapped.

The broken armor fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Wan Zhengjian looked at the flickering halo on his body and couldn't figure it out.

That was a move he had never seen before.

Facing the charge, the opponent never dodged at all. Instead, he cut his finger and poured blood on the blade.

Then with a light slash, he broke through the defense he was proud of.

"how so……"

Wan Zhengjian was not injured.

But it is also enough to shatter his long-established three views.

Just a knife.

Just one knife!
The aura armor he had cultivated for most of his life was cut to pieces by the opponent, a teenage girl.

How can this be?

If he didn't have the aura armor, he might be dead by now?
Wan Zhengjian couldn't convince himself to accept what was happening in front of him, he couldn't accept the status quo.

He couldn't accept that he would be defeated by a little girl.

Clenching the spear tightly in his hand, Wan Zhengjian suddenly sneered, his shoulders trembling, and he looked at Tang Canxi with an illusion of sudden enlightenment:

"Tang Canxi, I suddenly understood."

"What do you understand?"

Tang Canxi pouted.

This commander not only couldn't understand what he said, he was also a little nagging.

"I understand why the late emperor wanted to drive your Tang family to extinction."

"You are just the youngest daughter of General Tang Wu, and you have such a powerful and evil ability. If you keep your Tang family, the first emperor must have trouble sleeping and eating."

Wan Zhengjian thought he had found the answer.

But he was dead wrong.

When General Tang Wu was alive, Tang Canxi could at most know some fist and foot skills, and she was extraordinarily brave in fighting the enemy and had a better physique.

She can't even cultivate, can't become a monk, and has no aura.

But these are not important.

The important thing is that Tang Canxi is very angry now.

She hated it when the other party brought up the matter of her father and family as a topic of conversation.

Whether you like him or not, comment on your family.

Wan Zhengjian also seemed to sense that the other party was not in the right mood, but he didn't intend to stop, and continued to say desperately:
"So, in fact, your Tang family is not the master of martial arts, but has the cultivation ability against the sky, and can rely on your own blood to fight."

"The late emperor could never allow such a person to exist..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Unable to bear it anymore, Tang Canxi, who fell into anger, shouted:
"die!"

Immediately, the blood-red Miao Dao slashed at the opponent's head.

Wan Zhengjian was not reconciled either.

He was not willing to lose like this.

Without even knowing the opponent's ability, they were defeated.

Therefore, with the long spear in hand, he thrust it forward.

Zheng——

There was a crisp impact sound.

It is a pity.

Wan Zhengjian forget it.

The aura he was so proud of was broken by the blood blade, what would happen to the spear?

After a crisp sound, the spear broke.

The tip of the gun that came into contact with the blood blade shattered into countless metal fragments.

Tang Canxi didn't have the slightest pity or hesitation, and swung it again, a simple and straightforward horizontal slash.

Wan Zhengjian, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, was cut in half and cut in half.

The intestines rolled down together with the viscera and fell to the ground, covered in dark red.

Tang Canxi looked at the nauseating scene in front of her, and was not relieved.

Her anger intensified her fusion with the Gorefiend's body.

In the eyes, there is no sign of pupils, and they seem to be filled with blood red.

Her figure swayed slightly, like a walking corpse that had been swayed by demonic energy. She came to Wan Zhengjian's broken body with a long miao knife in her hand. Swing down the whip corpse again.

However, at this moment, a big warm hand held her cold and pale wrist from behind.

Tang Canxi turned her head subconsciously, her eyes filled with blood and hatred were full of resentment, and she was about to swing the knife again.

However, amidst the crimson, she saw that figure that was so familiar.

The figure that once saved her from the edge of the abyss.

The master she respects and loves the most.

Wei Canglan slowly put down the knife in her hand, took it into her arms, and said slowly:

"Canxi, the teacher gave you the body of the blood demon back then to make you stronger."

"It's not to let you immerse yourself in this power."

"The teacher allows you to take revenge in the future, so that you can untangle your heart and get free and easy."

"It's not about letting you be blinded by hatred."

"Secretary Ning Chan, I gave you this Miao Dao so that you can use it to protect other people."

"Instead of asking you to flog the corpse."

"Wan Zhengjian is dead, killed by your own hands."

"I allow you to continue whipping the corpse, but not the body of the blood demon, which erodes your will."

Nestled in Wei Canglan's arms, Tang Canxi's eyes gradually brightened.

Not long after, Tang Canxi, who persisted and buried all the past in her heart, sobbed softly.

"Master... Canxi doesn't want to be like this..."

"But thinking of him insulting my family, Canxi can't control herself..."

"Chanxi... Canxi almost became inhuman..."

Wei Canglan didn't blame her, stroked her long ponytail, and said softly:

"It's okay."

"It's good that you come back, it's good that you come back."

After a long time, she finally calmed down, got up from Wei Canglan's arms, wiped away her tears, and her eyes became quiet.

Holding the Miao Dao in her hand, she looked at Wan Zhengjian who was already dead on the ground. Without joy or sorrow, she turned her head slowly, looked at the frightened Imperial Forest Army in the distance, and said loudly:
"Soldiers, you have wives and children."

"I, Tang Canxi, will not kill you now."

"Get out of here before I change my mind."

"If you continue to chase after my junior sister, you will end up just like Wan Zhengjian."

Hearing this, the Imperial Forest Army who hadn't intervened much at first scattered like birds and beasts.

Although this group of guys returned to the capital, they would only be punished or even beheaded.

But Tang Canxi would not cut down the butcher's knife.

Wan Zhengjian is dead.

She killed it with her own hands.

She has no regrets.

Except for herself, the Tang family was all dead.

She still won't show mercy to anyone who dares to insult her again.

But she will keep in mind what Master said recently.

Master wanted her to take revenge in order to let her untangle her heart.

The master gave her the knife to let her protect the people around her, not to kill.

She swore that she would never let the body of the gorefiend occupy her consciousness again.

She will not lose this power again.

"Master, let's go."

A bright smile appeared on Tang Canxi's face. After speaking, she looked at Li Zhiwei in the distance.

The latter smiled and signaled without fear.

Wei Canglan nodded slightly, and took his two beloved disciples, as well as Wei Xiaohua, on his way home again.

Along the way, no one stopped.

At sunset, Wei Canglan led the two of them back to the Cangxing Gate in secret.

In order to avoid leaking rumors, Li Zhiwei changed her name to Lizhi, which is a homonym of Li Zhi.