The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

Qiu Zhida was stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief. He quickly stepped forward and shouted angrily, "Sima! They've humiliated us like this, and you're still standing there for what?!"

Sima Yinan raised his head, his eyes complicated. He lowered his voice and replied coldly, "Where else can I go after leaving Lingxi Sect? If you want to leave, go alone, don't take me with you!"

Zhang Xiaodong lowered his eyes and looked at Sima Yinan who was kneeling in front of him. A slight sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yes, you are quite sincere."

Sima Yinan lay on the ground, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He lowered his head, his hair hanging messily beside his face. His voice was choked with sobs, but it was filled with humble pleading: "Master Zhang, as long as you are willing to let me stay, I will be loyal to you wholeheartedly from now on and will not disobey you in the slightest!"

Zhang Xiaodong sneered and gently kicked Sima Yinan's shoulder, as if testing a dying dog: "In that case, you stay, but Qiu Zhida must leave, otherwise I won't want you."

Sima Yinan slowly turned around and looked at Qiu Zhida: "Did you hear that? Let's go... There is no place for you here."

"Hahahahahahahahaha" Qiu Zhida laughed out loud, "Good, good, good, it's really good. Do you think that after you were injured like this, they will still treat you the same as before?"

"At least this is still the Lingxi Sect, but if we leave here, we will be nothing! Hurry up and leave, don't get me into trouble!"

Qiu Zhida gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it. I will remember today's humiliation. We will see what happens."

Qiu Zhida shook his sleeves fiercely and turned away.

He dragged his broken body and walked down the winding and rugged mountain road bit by bit.

Seriously injured, his spiritual energy was disrupted, and he was unable to control his sword at all. He could only rely on his feet to move step by step. The wind around him was mixed with the chill of the mountains, and the withered yellow leaves rustled under his feet.

Just as he was sweating profusely and gritting his teeth to persevere, his foot slipped and he stepped into a pit covered by fallen leaves.

Qiu Zhida cried out in shock, lost his balance, and tumbled to the ground in a heap. Dirt and gravel scraped across his face and hands, and the sharp pain made him gasp.

Qiu Zhida thought it was over until he finally rolled in front of a pair of boots and his body barely stopped.

He gasped and slowly raised his head, but the scene before him froze him instantly.

He saw a man in a black robe standing in front of him. The man had a slender figure, and delicate gold lines were faintly visible under the black robe. The mask was cold and ruthless, covering his face. Only a pair of deep eyes shone with a cold light, and they were fixed on Qiu Zhida like a poisonous snake.

Qiu Zhida was suddenly frightened and struggled to get up from the ground, continuing to move forward with wounds all over his body.

"and many more.

The man in black suddenly spoke, then turned to look at Qiu Zhida's back: "Being beaten like this by the Xianyun Sect, being expelled from your sect, and finally being betrayed by your former companions. Aren't you unwilling to accept this?"

Qiu Zhida's figure trembled slightly and stopped in his tracks. His fists were clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.

He didn't turn around, but his voice was filled with gritted teeth and hatred: "I am unwilling... So what? What do you want to say?"

The man in black chuckled and slowly approached. His voice was like the whisper of a venomous snake: "I want to say... If you want revenge, I can help you."

Qiu Zhida was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned around and looked hesitantly at the man in black.

His brows were furrowed, and his tone was alert with a hint of questioning: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is whether you want revenge or not."

Qiu Zhida pursed his lips and remained silent. His eyes were dark, as if he was weighing things, or suppressing the emotions surging in his heart.

Seeing this, the man in black said with a hint of joking, "You're just a stray dog ​​that was kicked out of the sect. What are you hesitating about?"

Qiu Zhida was not provoked by this, but instead questioned the man in black: "What is your purpose? Why are you helping me? With this outfit and this tone, huh, to be honest, I don't think you are a kind person."

The man in black was startled for a moment, then burst into laughter. His laughter echoed in the empty mountains with an eerie echo: "Hahahahaha! You're right, I have never been a kind person. Not only that, in the eyes of the world, I am an unmitigated evil being."

His voice suddenly sank. "So, if you choose to follow me, from this moment on, there's no turning back. But I can give you powerful strength, so powerful that even the Xianyun Sect and the Lingxi Sect will tremble."

Before he finished speaking, the man in black suddenly raised his arm and slapped his side.

The palm wind whizzed past, carrying with it a suffocating feeling of oppression. Wherever the palm wind reached, the originally lush forest instantly turned into ruins, trees collapsed, boulders turned into powder, and even the air was filled with hot waves.

Qiu Zhida's pupils suddenly shrank and he stood there in shock.

The man in black slowly withdrew his palm, his tone still calm: "See clearly? This is a power you have never seen before, and I can make it belong to you."

Qiu Zhida swallowed, his fingers trembling slightly. His heart was torn between his conscience and his desire, but the desire in his eyes became clearer and clearer.

"What do you need me to do?"

The man in black stood with his hands behind his back: "Since you were once the leader of a clan, you should have heard of the prophecy of Qinxing Palace."

Qiu Zhida was slightly stunned. "Are you talking about the prophecy that the King of Monsters will descend soon?"

"Yes."

These words were like thunder, exploding in Qiu Zhida's ears. His expression suddenly changed, his eyes filled with shock. He subconsciously took a step back, and the dead branches under his feet were crushed with a harsh sound. "Could it be... that you are related to the Demon King?"

The man in black raised his head slightly. "Yes, I'm looking for men for the Demon King to welcome him. Would you like to join me?"

Qiu Zhida was shocked. He lowered his head, shook his head, and muttered to himself, "No... No... How could I have entered the devil's way? How could I betray the righteous path?"

The man in black snorted, "What a joke! Why can't you join the demonic path? Will the righteous path have room for you? Have those self-proclaimed noble sects ever spoken up for you, or even protected you once?"

Qiu Zhida raised his head and looked at the man in black with a complicated expression. The corners of his lips twitched slightly, but he was speechless for a moment.

The wind blew across the mountains, ruffling his messy hair and making the struggle in his heart even more intense.

Seeing this, the man in black sneered and continued, "Qiu Zhida, you are nothing more than a discarded pawn kicked out by the righteous. What else do you expect from them? Instead of lingering on in a cowardly manner, why not seize the opportunity I give you and make those who trampled on you pay the price!"