Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

As Du Yucheng's hand came up, Jiang Han felt the pressure on his body suddenly disappear, and the violent aura from Mo Qiu Shuang seemed to be completely isolated by Du Yucheng.

He looked at Du Yucheng gratefully, but found that she was not looking at him at all, but was looking at Mo Qiushuang with an expressionless face.

"Du Yucheng, get out of the way!" Mo Qiu Shuang looked at Du Yucheng coldly.

"I'm taking my junior brother back. What does it have to do with you?"

"He is just a menial disciple here. Only in Lingtian Sect can he have better development."

"Personal instruction." Du Yucheng's voice was pleasant and brief.

"Yes, he is our Lingtian Sect's direct disciple. You should understand the importance of a direct disciple, so get out of the way!"

Mo Qiu Shuang gradually exerted force on her hands, trying to pull Jiang Han over.

But Du Yucheng did not give in at all. She used her spiritual power to protect Jiang Han and said the longest sentence in nearly a hundred years.

"Jiang Han is a direct disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect."

"What did you say?" Mo Qiu Shuang was stunned for a moment, then his face changed.

"Impossible!" Mo Qiu Shuang widened his eyes and shouted.

"Jiang Han's talent is extremely poor. How could your sect leader not see that? There's no way he would accept Jiang Han as his personal disciple!"

"Du Yucheng, do you really want to make things difficult for me?!" Mo Qiushuang was furious.

"If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"Want to fight?" Du Yucheng grinned, revealing two pointed little fangs, and smiled happily.

But her eyes gradually became bloodthirsty and crazy!

"Finally, we can fight."

The corners of her mouth opened and her smile became more and more crazy. Blue lightning flashed all over her body and her eyes were fixed on Mo Qiu Shuang.

"Come."

Rumble! The clear sky suddenly darkened, and dark clouds with no end in sight gathered overhead.

Countless blue lightning bolts struck and flashed in the air, emitting deafening thunder.

A small flying sword flashing with blue light flew out from her dantian. Countless lightning bolts on it turned into water vapor and swirled around it, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Mo Qiu Shuang!

Boom! Boundless pressure instantly enveloped the entire town, and countless cultivators and mortals were stunned by the thunder. Only a few cultivators above the Jindan stage managed to escape.

Mo Qiu Shuang was locked in an extremely fierce aura. Her eyes were filled with fear and her scalp was numb. She actually regretted what she said as soon as she opened her mouth.

Everyone in the cultivation world knows that Du Yucheng of Zixiao Sword Sect is a lunatic. She usually has a cold face and doesn't say a word, but anyone who dares to provoke her will be in trouble.

She chases you and slashes at you like a madman. No matter how you attack, she will just keep slashing with her flying sword, exchanging injuries for lives. She is extremely crazy.

She is a swordsman. Who can withstand her invincible attack power at the same level?

If she hit him with one sword, he would die if he didn't have a top-grade spiritual treasure to protect him! If he didn't die, he would die again if she hit him with another sword.

Moreover, Du Yucheng is extremely talented and has a top-grade water spiritual root. If it weren't for her flawed state of mind, she would have already passed the tribulation and become a god.

So when people meet Du Yucheng, they basically try to avoid her if possible, and no one wants to have anything to do with her.

But Mo Qiu Shuang never expected that Du Yucheng would dare to take action in a town with so many people gathered. Was she really not afraid of hurting innocent people and being punished by the Law Enforcement Hall?

"Du Yucheng, you are crazy!!" Mo Qiu Shuang gritted her teeth. It was her first time facing this madman, and she didn't expect him to be as tricky as the rumors said.

The spiritual power in Mo Qiu Shuang's body was running wildly. Although she didn't want to fight with Du Yucheng, she was not afraid if they really had to fight!

Just as the two were in a stalemate, there was a sudden tearing sound. Jiang Han's clothes could not withstand the pressure and burst open.

"Ah!" Mo Qiu Shuang's pupils shrank, and the hand holding Jiang Han began to tremble.

Only a few torn strips of cloth remained on Jiang Han's body, covering his vital parts. His exposed skin was covered with hideous scars.

Moreover, Jiang Han was extremely thin, looking like skin and bones, without a trace of full muscles on his body.

This scene made Mo Qiu Shuang feel a pain in her heart, and she immediately used her spiritual sense to check Jiang Han's physical condition.

"Weak Qi and blood, imbalance of the five internal organs, overwork, unstable foundation, and so many hidden injuries and illnesses..."

Mo Qiu Shuang's eyes turned red and a pang of pain rose in her nose. She could never have imagined that Jiang Han had so many wounds on his body.

Moreover, many of the scars on his body were clearly torn again before they could heal, so they were crisscrossed all over his body.

She couldn't imagine what kind of suffering Jiang Han had endured. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have collapsed long ago.

But what about Jiang Han? He had so many injuries, and he kept silent about it?

"What happened? How did you get so badly injured?"

"Do you know the condition of your body? You're so weak, are you not eating well? You still have so many wounds, why don't you use medicine? You've left so many scars, are you deliberately trying to make me feel bad?!"

As Mo Qiu Shuang spoke, tears almost came out.

"You need to rest well now, okay? Don't you even look at your own body? You're already in such a bad state, yet you're still running around! And you ran so far!"

"Come back with me! I'll help you recover."

Mo Qiu Shuang said a lot with red eyes, but she found that Jiang Han ignored her at all.

Seeing Jiang Han's indifferent look, she felt even more heartbroken.

Jiang Han had never looked at her like this before. Now, he seemed to have lost all emotion, leaving only numbness.

But before, Jiang Han would be happy when he saw her. He would smile every day and be full of energy. He would always find different ways to talk to her. As long as she responded slightly, even if she scolded him, he would be happy for a long time.

He hung around her cave all day long just to see her and talk to her.

Whenever he saw her, no matter what he was doing at the time, he would always run to her side, bringing the low-level spiritual fruits he had collected with great difficulty, and trying to please her like offering treasures...

It hasn't been that long, but why did Jiang Han become like this?

There was even a hint of disgust in his eyes?

"Go back? Go back for what? Go back and continue to be your dog?"

Jiang Han sneered, not caring at all that she saw his scar.

"No, Junior Brother, absolutely not. I will treat you well, and no one will bully you again!"

Mo Qiu Shuang spoke anxiously, but Jiang Han remained unmoved.

"Oh, it's like this again." Jiang Han struggled hard, but still couldn't break free.

"When I was in Lingtian Sect, you didn't treat me like a human being at all. I was just a toy for you to bully at will. You're talking nicely now, but if I really go back, I'm afraid you'll beat me up again, break my legs, and leave me at the foot of the mountain, leaving me to crawl back on my own."

"No! No! Don't worry, it absolutely won't happen!" Mo Qiu Shuang shook her head frantically.

"Ha! Do you think I will still believe you?" Jiang Han's eyes turned cold.

"Get out of the way! This is the Zixiao Sword Sect, not your Lingtian Sect. You dare to touch me? Are you trying to start a war between the two sects?"

Mo Qiushuang felt a chill in her heart when she saw him looking at her. That cold look was more painful than killing her.

And how could Jiang Han talk to her like that? She watched him grow up, how could he be so heartless?

Jiang Han struggled hard, but this time Mo Qiu Shuang didn't use much force, allowing him to break free easily.

Mo Qiu Shuang wanted to catch him again, but she didn't dare to move, for fear of making Jiang Han unhappy.

"I really want to take you back, Jiang Han. Give me a chance and I will prove to you that I will take good care of you and will never hit you."

"Don't think I don't know!" Jiang Han shouted coldly.

"Just because you don't fight now doesn't mean you won't fight in the future. Just because you don't fight doesn't mean others won't fight!"

"Mo Qiu Shuang, the same trick, once is enough, how many times do you want to deceive me?"

"When you joined forces with them to frame me, did you ever feel a trace of guilt? When I cleared your distracting thoughts and stabilized your Daoist heart, did you feel a trace of gratitude?"

"Mo Qiu Shuang, stop deceiving yourself." Jiang Han's voice was cold.

"You are an emotionless, selfish person. Stop pretending to be doing things for my own good."

Jiang Han looked at Mo Qiushuang, who looked like she was about to cry, and said softly:

"Honestly, the way you look now makes me feel sick."