Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 251 Narration

However, Wu Feipeng is a person who is very good at destroying the emo atmosphere.

"Brother, don't ignore me again."

"Brother, the sun is shining brightly today~"

"Brother, do you want me to sing for you?"

......

"Brother, it's my birthday tomorrow, please take care of me~"

Duan Jiashu couldn't help it and turned his head impatiently.

"What a birthday! Weren't you born in the summer? It's not even spring yet, what's the point of celebrating your birthday?!"

Wu Feipeng smiled and said, "Really? I can't remember it clearly, but I remember it very clearly."

Duan Jiashu's face became hot again because of Wu Feipeng's words: "Are you annoying?!"

"Brother, you obviously like everyone, and you've been a spy for so long, but you haven't sent anything back..."

Duan Jiashu glared at him: "Are you saying I'm not capable?"

Wu Feipeng looked innocent: "I didn't say that - I must be feeling compassion! Right?! We all know it!"

Duan Jiashu could sense something was wrong: "You all know everything? You knew about this before this happened?!"

"Yes." Just as Wu Feipeng finished speaking, he saw Duan Jiashu hiding in his arms, with only a pair of eyes showing, and drawing circles on the ground with a resentful look on his face.

"...Maybe you are not suitable for this. Brother Duan is very talented in other things!"

"Oh."

"Ahem, Brother Lu went to ask Elder Jun to plead for you."

Duan Jiashu was a little surprised, but he kept a straight face to make himself look less surprised. In fact, his eyes already felt a little warm. He buried his head in his arms to wipe away the wetness.

Is it necessary to do this for him?

"Then I was punished by Elder Jun. I was whipped thirty times in public. I am still recovering now."

Duan Jiashu raised his head suddenly: "!!!"

"Because of poor supervision, but the plea was successful."

Duan Jiashu felt as if one wave of anxiety had not yet subsided when another wave came, his heart was beating fast, and he couldn't help but hit Wu Feipeng.

"Can't you just finish it in one breath?! Who taught you to tell things in sections like this?!"

Wu Feipeng smiled brightly: I don’t know why, he just wanted to tease Duan Jiashu and couldn’t stand seeing him like this.

After complaining, Duan Jiashu felt very guilty. Although he didn't know when he was exposed, Lu Wensheng was willing to plead for him. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was implicated by him. Even so, he still let Wu Feipeng come to visit him...

He felt as if time had stopped for a moment, and his heart seemed to have been hit hard by someone, but it didn't hurt, but rather a strange stuffiness, and it was as if his heart suddenly sank, that collapse, that fall, mixed with so much panic.

He didn't deserve all this, he was not an honest person, he was even a betrayer and an expectant person. But facing their sincere behavior, he felt a little like crying, very uncomfortable, but also very happy.

He should have been swallowed up by the sea of ​​blood of the Xuanyin Sect, like countless people who had been used up, becoming a corpse, becoming nutrients, falling and floating, but unable to do anything.

But at this moment, he felt a faint warmth emanating from every inch of his body, and the rotten "corpse" seemed to have regained vitality and vigor. He thought, he wanted to exhale the last breath of air in his lungs tremblingly, and let his shout pass through the tightly sealed sea of ​​​​sticky blood.

So, Duan Jiashu turned his head, and with the dim light from the cracks, he looked into Wu Feipeng's eyes with a hint of determination.

There was fine dust in the light, swirling, floating, and shining, brushing against the broken hair on the other person's forehead. The bright color created a golden ring in his ink-like eyes, which swayed faintly along with Wu Feipeng's trembling eyelashes.

Duan Jiashu's voice was filled with a hint of joy and hidden relief.

"I have some very interesting things about the Xuanyin Sect, do you want to hear it?"

Wu Feipeng was a little surprised. Without waiting for his reply, Duan Jiashu began to narrate on his own. Wu Feipeng quickly took out the photo stone to record it.

"Maybe it's because I was just a pawn they casually discarded. They didn't give me anything good, just some treasures to hide my identity. I don't even have the authority to know the situation of other spies, but they don't often ask me to do any tasks-"

Duan Jiashu opened his mouth to explain in more detail, but he felt a sharp pain in his dantian. His expression flickered and he paused for a moment without hesitation.

"One time they specifically asked me to read the books of the Discipline Hall, and then they just asked me to tell them about what they usually do in the Discipline Hall. They also read the content of the homework, but they didn't take it seriously. I didn't tell them anything else...

At first, I approached you because I wanted to use you, but later when they found out that you were a natural spiritual being, they asked me to kill you."

Wu Feipeng looked at Duan Jiashu's slightly nervous expression and just smiled: "But you didn't do anything, right?"

Duan Jiashu turned his face away uncomfortably, with cold sweat on his back. He turned his shoulders to relieve the discomfort.

"Who said I didn't do it?"

"Pfft, are you referring to the time in Puppet City? Didn't you not continue in the end?"

Duan Jiashu: No, you know all this?!

Duan Jiashu felt that he had no secrets at all in the Questioning Immortal Sect, especially in front of this smiling "brother" in front of him, as if he was stripped naked - he initially thought the other party was a fool, but in the end, it turned out that he was the fool? !

Wu Feipeng usually cooperates with him, but in his heart he must be treating him like a monkey... Duan Jiashu suddenly felt that there was nothing worth remembering in this world. Why didn't Ji Yanli beat him to death when he was caught?

Being stared at by resentful eyes, it was Wu Feipeng who felt uncomfortable this time: "Ahem, what about recently?"

"The most recent time was when I was given liquid magic energy..."

As soon as Duan Jiashu finished speaking, an invisible force seemed to be forcibly extracted from deep within his body, and his spiritual veins felt like they were pierced by countless sharp steel needles at the same time. The pain surged like a tide, quickly spreading from every vein in his spiritual veins.

In the Dantian, it was as if a violent storm was raging. The place that was originally filled with spiritual power seemed to be grasped and torn by an invisible giant hand, and the vortex of demonic energy was torn apart abruptly.

"Brother! What happened?"

Wu Feipeng's face changed drastically. He regretted that he couldn't get in. Just from the dim light, he knew that Duan Jiashu was in a very bad condition.

"Ahem... That thing was meant for me to frame Senior Brother Lu, but I never opened it. The bottle that Ji Yanli and the others found was placed there by a spy planted in the sect. This time they used me as a bait. Lu Wensheng was one of them, and his main purpose was to disrupt the Wenxian Sect."

Duan Jiashu held his breath and finished his words. He wanted to mention the person who led him there, but he really couldn't say it. When he uttered the last word, the anger dissipated.

His face turned pale as paper in an instant, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and his body trembled uncontrollably, accompanied by a sharp pain that penetrated deep into his bones. In this instant, his cultivation was taken away and dissipated.