The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

Qi Yu slowly raised his head, his eyes fixed on the group of handsome men in front of him, who were as tall and straight as pine trees.

His eyes turned red with extreme jealousy, as if they could spit out fire.

Why is fate so unfair to him?

The men around him had either died long ago or were so ugly that it was disgusting and impossible to look at them.

However, looking at Huai Yan, he is surrounded by such outstanding men. How could Qi Yu not feel resentment and jealousy?

At this moment, Tiandao roared in rage, "Useless creatures! Hurry up and kill them! Tiandao and Minglian will fully assist you. If you dawdle any longer, we'll all die here!"

Ming Lian, who was standing by, also started to urge him anxiously: "Qi Yu, stop wasting time and kill them all right now!"

However, facing the roars and scoldings of these two people, Qi Yu seemed to be deaf to them.

He just stared blankly at the clean, neat and well-tailored disciple robe on his body. His fingers clenched tightly unconsciously, and his fingertips gradually turned white due to excessive force, even sinking deeply into his palms until blood oozed out and dyed his palms red.

At this moment, Qi Yu's heart was filled with endless resentment and unwillingness.

He gnashed his teeth and muttered to himself, "Huai Yan, oh Huai Yan, seeing me in such a miserable state now, I'm sure you must feel satisfied and laugh heartily, right? Yes, I admit that I have done many things that wronged you! But are you completely blameless?

If you were a little more ordinary and insignificant, if your status were a little more humble, if the light you radiated wasn't so dazzling, perhaps I wouldn't even notice your existence. Ultimately, it's all because your light is too dazzling, constantly stealing the limelight from me!

The day I joined the sect should have been the highlight of my life, the center of everyone's attention. But then you, a flower demon, appeared, looking like a vixen. Everyone was looking at you, even my master and fellow disciples. But I stood there, no one paying attention. So you deserve to die! You deserve to die!

I have hated you since then! I swore in my heart that I would take away everything you have, including your master, your brothers, and destroy everything you have!

Qi Yu was originally an ordinary person, born in this mortal world.

The difference in his spiritual roots was astonishing. With his pseudo-four spiritual roots, even a random errand disciple would have better aptitude than him. When Yun Ji first accepted him as his disciple, he couldn't hide his disdain. And the other fellow disciples looked at him with even more disdain.

However, Qi Yu has a beautiful face and a sweet mouth.

He secretly used some inferior seductive methods, deliberately trying to get close to, please, and seduce those senior brothers and sisters, and even Yun Ji.

However, within just a few days, the people of Qingyun Peak who originally had prejudices against Qi Yu had a drastic change of heart towards him.

Soon, they were all captivated by Qi Yu, willingly falling at his feet, even going out of their way to please him. Even Yun Ji, their master, spent every day with him, cultivating together and remaining inseparable.

At this point, Qi Yu was loved by everyone and became the true junior brother of Qingyun Peak.

Relying on the favor of the crowd, he began to collude with other fellow disciples to suppress and confront Huai Yan in every possible way.

The reason for all this is Qi Yu's extreme jealousy and deep hatred towards Huai Yan.

It turns out that in his eyes.

Huai Yan not only has outstanding looks, but also possesses divine spiritual roots that are envied by the world. Even Yun Ji can't hide the jealousy and yearning in his eyes whenever he mentions him!

Whenever Qi Yu thought of this, jealousy would burn in his heart and he couldn't even sleep at night.

He always wanted to take Huai Yan's spirit for himself.

"You are just a flower demon, how can you deserve to possess such excellent spiritual roots? You don't deserve it at all! You don't deserve to have the best spiritual roots in the world, nor do you deserve to have such a good master. You are a flower demon, so you should return to your demon clan and don't steal my limelight!" Qi Yu was jealous and finally shouted out the words that had been suppressed in his heart for many years.

The corners of Huai Yan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold and contemptuous smile.

His eyes flashed with mockery like cold stars, and his eyes were filled with deep disdain and contempt.

"Qi Yu, you're wrong! No one is going to compete with you for that bunch of trash from Qingyun Peak. I don't take them seriously at all. I don't even bother to look at them!"

The words were like thunder exploding in Qi Yu's heart. He stared blankly at Huai Yan, and suddenly felt very ridiculous. He had tried so hard to please the person Huai Yan disdained and discarded like a piece of trash.

Qi Yu closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face. He had completely lost from the very beginning, and he felt more and more disgusted and annoyed with the parasites on his back!

The people from Qingyun Peak who were parasitic on Qi Yu's back were all stunned and stood there frozen.

They never expected that in Huai Yan's eyes, they would be so unbearable and so despicable.

Huai Yan's cold and ruthless voice, as sharp as a knife, sounded again.

"Speaking of spiritual roots, Qi Yu, don't you pride yourself on possessing some kind of luck system and emperor strategy system? Haven't you always considered yourself the so-called darling of Heaven? Then why is Heaven so stingy as to not grant you such a heaven-defying and peerless spiritual root?"

At this point, Huai Yan couldn't help but let out a harsh laugh. "In the final analysis, you're nothing more than a pawn being fooled and manipulated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huai Yan suddenly waved his hand.

In an instant, an invisible force surged out from Qi Yu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, Huai Yan grasped a trembling black aura in his palm. Jun Xiuyuan and Wu Nian's pupils shrank sharply, and Qi Yu screamed.

Huai Yan sneered and looked at him.

"Is this the Emperor Strategy System that you are so proud of? It's simply a useless trash system!" Huai Yan's face was full of disdain. He pinched the black air with his bare hands and squeezed it hard again.

Following Huai Yan's action, the Emperor Strategy System suddenly let out a terrifying and shrill scream: "Host...Help...Help!"

However, no matter how hard it begged, it could not change its fate of being crushed and destroyed by Huai Yan.

It struggled desperately, trying to break free from Huai Yan's restraints.

But Huai Yan's strength far exceeded its own. No matter how it resisted, it was eventually ruthlessly destroyed by Huai Yan.

Qi Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and he felt a void in his mind. He wailed in pain, his face turning ashen with anger.

"Huai Yan, that's enough. You're so vicious. What gives you the right to crush something that belongs to me again? You're always so arrogant and self-righteous, taking away other people's opportunities. You really make me sick!"

When talking about hatred, Qi Yu's face turned ferocious, his whole body trembled with anger, and his fingertips tore the corners of his clothes.

He really wanted to take off the disciple robe that Huai Yan had given him, and stomped on it fiercely to vent his anger.

However, thinking that he had no clothes to cover his body, he finally endured it and had to swallow his anger.