Transmigrated into the original heroine whose luck was plundered

Yu Ling's face darkened and her eyes became sharp.

Those monks did it on purpose. They all used the technique of amplifying their voices so that their voices could spread far away, for fear that Yu Ling could not hear what they said.

The shouting and cursing before this was even more unpleasant, throwing all the dirty water on Yu Ling, and wishing to assume the greatest malice towards Yu Ling.

"Yu Ling killed his friends and his fellow Taoists. He is vicious and cruel. Everyone has the right to kill him!!!"

"Everyone can kill him!!!"

"Everyone can kill him!!!"

The shouts were deafening, filled with deep malice and hostility, and were terrifying.

Shen Qing naturally heard it all clearly. He frowned and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Fairy, the current situation is not optimistic. There are so many experts at the foot of the mountain. Even for you, it will be difficult to escape unscathed." Shen Qing said in a heavy tone.

She was well aware of the seriousness of the situation, but Yu Ling didn't seem to care.

"I don't want to escape." Yu Ling snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Shen Qing stammered, trying to persuade her again, but looking at Yu Ling like that, he knew he couldn't convince her.

Forget it, she can't change anything anyway, the ending is already determined.

Shen Qing's figure gradually became transparent. The time had come and she could no longer stay in this space and time.

Yu Ling obviously noticed it as well, and her eyes darkened.

"Fairy, thank you for teaching me the sword technique. Shen Qing bids farewell."

"You're leaving..." Yu Ling murmured, her eyes somewhat empty, "But I still can't bear it."

The sound of flesh being pierced was heard.

Shen Qing stared blankly at the arm in front of her chest. Yu Ling's sharp claws easily pierced her chest.

Blood dripped down, staining the white jade bricks on the ground red. The red and white intertwined together, looking particularly dazzling.

Shen Qing looked at Yu Ling blankly, her eyes full of disbelief and confusion. She never thought that Yu Ling would suddenly attack her, when they were clearly having a pleasant conversation not long ago.

"Fairy, why?" she asked with difficulty, her voice trembling.

Yu Ling slowly withdrew her hand, her hands were covered with glaring bloodstains, which was shocking.

She covered her face and laughed wildly, her laughter revealing desperation and madness, "You owe me this! Even if you kill me, I won't let you off easily."

Shen Qing understood, Yu Ling was crazy, otherwise why would she be talking nonsense.

The spiritual energy around her body was mobilized, and the blood from the wound in her chest gradually stopped. Yu Ling did not kill her. If she wanted to kill someone, she should have crushed Shen Qing's heart as soon as she pierced the chest, but she did not.

She seemed to just want to make Shen Qing feel pain and make her remember the pain.

"Fairy, you have such a cruel heart..." Injured, Shen Qing's voice became very soft.

Yu Ling lowered her hand, revealing her bloodstained face. "Does it hurt?"

Shen Qing didn't reply. She was trying her best to repair her wounds.

Yu Ling said viciously: "Then you must remember this pain. This injury was inflicted on you. You must not forget it."

Shen Qing sighed in her heart, why did she end up running into a madman? But luckily Yu Ling didn't really kill her, otherwise she, a golden elixir, would have no power to fight back.

Shen Qing's figure became fainter, and she was about to be expelled from this time and space.

A trace of struggle flashed across Yu Ling's eyes, and then it turned into an inexplicable sadness. "Well, this way we are neither in debt nor owe each other."

Shen Qing's figure completely disappeared. When she disappeared, she seemed to hear what Yu Ling was saying, but she couldn't hear it clearly at that time.