The real daughter died tragically and was reborn, and the whole family cried and begged for forgiven

Que'er and Nanny Zheng followed closely behind and rushed forward.

Nangong Dihu was in the rear, with his hands behind his back, watching what his beloved disciple had learned in the past year.

The three of them, the master and the servant, all had anti-poison sachets on them, so the ordinary poisonous insects on Jun Lin and the others could not get close to Li Qingluo and the others.

The killers could only stand back and worry.

Because once they are infected with those poisons, they will not only not help, but will also drag Li Qingluo down.

That's why Li Qingluo asked them to retreat to the back.

However, they soon opened their eyes wide in shock.

Is that... their mistress?

It's only been a year since we last met, but her skills have undergone a complete transformation!

He could deal with a few ordinary people in the past, but now he can easily defeat those Wu Yue Sect members and even defeat them better!

There are more than a dozen people over there!

It is also because the Wu Yue Sect usually focuses more on the skills of witchcraft, so it is relatively weak in real martial arts.

But the girl's rapid progress still made all the killers overjoyed.

Looking at Nangong Di again, he was standing with his hands behind his back, smiling and nodding frequently.

"Luo'er is indeed very talented in this martial art."

"What a pity! If she had been able to learn martial arts since she was young, she might have become the world's best female martial artist."

"Although it's a bit harder to learn now, she's very hardworking and hasn't rested even for a single day in the past year."

"Now, it can be considered a late bloomer."

"If I can keep going like this, I won't lose much against her senior brothers and sisters."

The killers all showed surprise on their faces.

Even Jinhuan was in a trance.

So this was what the uncle meant when he wanted to force Luo'er to stay in the sect?

She knew that the Wu Yue Church had suffered this disaster.

He also realized that he was completely unable to protect the entire family.

That's why Luo'er was left behind, becoming the last hope of the entire Wuyue Cult...

But uncles, masters, ancestors and masters... the Wu Yue Sect is completely gone!

Jinhuan was crying, her face as pale as a piece of paper.

There was no life left in her heart.

Seeing that Li Qinglu had already killed three people and was fighting with Lingjun, she took out the short knife from her waist and held it in her palm.

"Luo'er, be careful!"

"The poison in Lingjun's body is a high-grade poison that cannot be blocked by the sachet."

"If you are not careful, you will die and not even a trace of your body will be left."

Apart from Ling Jun, Jin Huan was not worried about anyone else.

Ling Jun, who was about to take action, changed his expression when he heard this.

Li Qingluo naturally became wary.

She stabbed the gourd in Lingjun's hand with a sword.

Lingjun took this opportunity to remove the cork and threw the gourd into the sky.

Li Qingluo seized the opportunity and smiled: "You've been fooled."

After saying this, she pinched her fingers and muttered something quickly.

The moment the big purple spider fell out, it exploded on the spot!

Lingjun screamed: "No——"

She then spat out a mouthful of black blood.

And fell to the ground.

The natal poisonous insect she had raised for decades was killed so easily by Li Qingluo.

She can't survive either!

But what shocked her even more was: "You actually learned... the poison explosion technique!"

The witchcraft of the Wu Yue Sect has long been on the verge of complete decline.

It was because the ancient elder who was the only one to inherit the witchcraft of the Wu Yue Sect was betrayed by his own disciples, and those disciples fled with the treasures of the sect and have been missing ever since.

In recent years, Elder Gu no longer accepts disciples and has even been in seclusion and no longer shows up in public.

Therefore, the number of witches in the Wuyue Sect who knew witchcraft gradually decreased.

Even if they know some, they are only simple entry-level witchcraft, and they are already satisfied if they can use it in witchcraft.

Who would have thought that Li Qingluo, who had only been Gu Chang's disciple for a year, had already learned the art of explosive poison!

I heard that it is impossible to learn this poison explosion technique without three to five years.

She has only studied for one year, just one year!

What kind of genius is she?

If she had lived in Miaojiang and the Wuyue Sect since she was a child, what kind of terrifying existence would she be?

Lingjun's face showed horror.

Li Qingluo: "Poison Explosion Technique, although it is difficult."

"But Master said, think of its shape and observe its color. The secret is to combine shape and color, and the murderous aura in the heart is the guide."

"Even though it will hurt myself, it's worth it if I can kill half of you."

As he spoke, Li Qingluo sneered and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

Witchcraft is actually evil magic.

If you use it carelessly, you will get yourself into it.

Li Qingluo is still not able to use it well, and he used it too intensively today. Now his body can hardly bear it.

She concentrated her mind, and Nangong Di happened to notice that something was wrong with her, so he came over with a knife.

"Luo'er, step back. Master is coming!"

With Nangong Di's attack, these dozen people were defeated again and again.

They had to quickly release the most powerful natal Gu in their bodies.

I hope one of them can bite Nangong Di.

In this way, Nangong Di will die first, and they will have a chance to survive.

However, these people were too weak for Nangong Di.

Not only does Nangong Di have a poison-proof sachet on him, his skills are also unfathomable. Even Li Qingluo has never seen his master at his most advanced level.

Nangong Di swung his knife and killed several poisonous insects that rushed out.

As the sound of vomiting blood rang out, Lingjun screamed: "No - stop, stop it all!"

Li Qingluo stepped forward and kicked her in the face.

"Do you feel sad now?"

"When you killed an entire family of the Wuyue Cult, how come your heart was made of iron?"

"Lingjun, you are the one who deserves to be cut into pieces!"

On the other side, Jinhuan held the dagger and cut her palm.

"Lingjun, don't you want that treasure?"

"In that case, come and get it yourself."

After saying that, Jinhuan dragged her bleeding hand to the edge of the clear pond and then soaked her entire bloody hand in the water.

Lingjun's eyes lit up.

"Although my natal Gu is dead, if I can get that treasure, perhaps I..."

Maybe she can still live!

Lingjun couldn't even take care of his three children who were also injured on the other side.

She excitedly climbed to the edge of the pool, suddenly crying and laughing: "Why?"

"Why on earth?!"

"Master keeps saying he loves me, but he won't even tell me this secret."

"I only knew that there was a monster hiding here that would destroy the entire Wuyue Cult, but I didn't know that this monster also had a treasure that could prolong one's life and preserve one's youth."

"Master, Master, you are afraid that this monster will destroy our Wuyue Sect."

"Then I will just destroy it first, won't that be all right?"

"Once my disciple obtains this treasure, he will definitely revive our sect once again—"

Lingjun's crazy voice suddenly stopped.

Her eyes were filled with horror as she stared at the crystal clear pool of water that had instantly turned blood red.

The cave, filled with the sound of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers, suddenly shook violently, startling the birds on the big trees and causing them to fly out of the cave in fear.

Then there was a rumbling sound coming from underground.

Li Qingluo and his men quickly retreated towards the tunnel entrance.

Yamei on the ground kept shaking her head in horror.

"Here it comes, that thing must be here—"

Que'er dragged her over and slapped her in the face.

"What on earth is that? Tell me now!"