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Chapter 478: One way a character dies

Her parents were replaced, her spiritual roots were destroyed, and even her name was changed from "Expectation" to a word with an ambiguous meaning.

My senior brother once said that her mother prepared countless jewelry and weapons for her after she was born. When her father was about a month old, he held her and danced with the sword, and even put a heavy-duty children's sword in her hand, for which he was scolded by her mother.

She had never known this, nor had she ever seen the knife room prepared for her, nor had she ever known that the sect was originally a gift from them to her.

...

Ling Jiao closed her eyes tiredly, and slowly got up from the ground the next second. Excessive blood loss made her dizzy and she couldn't see the road ahead clearly.

No one noticed her; after all, she was nothing to be feared.

Once the formation is activated, it will not stop unless anyone dies.

It seemed like she had never let herself take control of her life. She didn’t decide whether to survive or take the path she took, but she could decide to die.

There are a lot of twists and turns in today's update. Ever since it was revealed that the leader was the real traitor, all the readers have been feeling bad.

The subsequent plot made me want to die even more.

[I knew Ling Jiao would die, but I never thought she would die in such pain. Can't you really give up researching a hundred ways for your main and supporting characters to die? ]

[The new way of dying is a bit torturous for the characters and readers. I suggest that Pai Gu Jing should just cut it off next time. It will be good for you, me and everyone. ]

[I feel more than a little heartbroken. Today I will watch the 100th episode of "100 Ways to Cook Spare Ribs"]

[I don’t really like this character, but that’s not a reason for you to kill her off, you bastard…]

[Oh my god, what part of your body did you use to come up with these plots? I have already prepared myself mentally but I still can't escape the fate of crying. ]

[Can Coke Chicken Wings speed up my writing of the next novel? I’m afraid Star Path won’t last me long…]

Ever since the disciples of Lingxiao Sect dragged the elders into the water, the focus of the younger generation and the older generation has obviously become different.

The younger disciples are more concerned about the protagonist's journey of upgrading and fighting monsters, that is, the career path of the heroine, and some of the heroine's wonderful ideas. In addition to paying attention to the heroine, the older generation is more concerned about the comparison between the various sects in the novel.

I even wondered whether the sects and elders in the novel were based on myself.

"This author must be from the world of immortal cultivation, otherwise how could he know so much about it? He might be a disciple of our sect, right next to us. Look, this Elder Lingxu looks a lot like me."

"Bullshit, this is obviously written according to me."

Although all members of Lingxiao Sect are currently in a state of collapse, there are still some who have escaped, such as the Sect Leader.

Except for important meetings in the sect, he is rarely seen at other times, and he is not easily influenced by the outside world.

The leader of Lingxiao Sect felt something was strange.

This strange feeling has been going on for a long time within the sect, ever since the elders first began to fear a storybook for unknown reasons.

Then, for some unknown reason, they started discussing storybooks, and he even saw them holding a book in their hands a few times, as if they were not so opposed to it anymore.

He was not very clear about what happened, but he was fortunate that these old guys did not insist on this request.

After all, this story is very popular among the younger generation. If it is completely banned, it might provoke some trouble among them.

At the same time, the headmaster felt that when he walked on the road, some disciples would inexplicably cast sympathetic glances at him.

It was as if he was looking at someone through himself.

But he didn't care.

It wasn't until today when he returned to the sect that things seemed to start to go wrong.

First, when he was walking on the street, the eyes cast on him changed from the initial sympathy and admiration to hatred and hostility.

The sect leader had no idea what had happened during the two weeks he was away that had caused the atmosphere within the sect to become so weird, or if someone was trying to dirty him up.

The most likely possibility is that Sheng Yiyu did something bad.

The further he went, the more undisguised such gazes were cast upon him, which made the head of the sect constantly ponder in his heart how great a thing Sheng Yiyu had done, and the more he thought about it, the faster he moved forward.

Unexpectedly, he didn't go to find Sheng Yiyu, but Sheng Yiyu came to him first.

Before the headmaster could even open his mouth to question him, his son started to ask him questions directly, "Dad, my cultivation talent is so poor, did you destroy my spiritual roots?"

My God, who instilled such consciousness into his mentally retarded son? Doesn't he know that his brain is born with a bad function? If he continues to listen to such wind, his brain will completely dry up and stop functioning.

The head of the sect subconsciously asked with a confused look on his face: "Who told you?"

His original intention was to ask his son who was whispering in his ears and who was brainwashing him.

But his son obviously understood it differently. He opened his mouth and started crying, as if he wanted to shed all the tears in his eight lifetimes in one day.

Excuse me for being blunt, but I cried like a dead pig scalded by boiling water.

Sheng Yiyu yelled, "I told you, I told you, how can my cultivation level not compare to theirs? I owe it all to you! Are you not my biological father? Where did you hide from my biological father?"

Master:?

He was so angry that he felt his blood pressure soar.

He yelled, trying to drown out Sheng Yiyu's voice: "Who said you have a poor talent for cultivation? Your cultivation is low because you are lazy and don't practice. You steal pills from me every day, eat and sleep, and then wake up to tease cats and dogs everywhere. If your cultivation is not low, whose is low!"

"It would be unfair for you to have such a high level of cultivation."

Sheng Yiyu said, "I don't care. If I don't want to practice, why don't you force me? You don't even teach me basic self-defense spells. Do you call this love? You just want to spoil me. If I can't get a wife, it's all your fault."

The head of the sect thought he was in urgent need of oxygen. "Didn't I force you? When you were a kid, you didn't want to practice chasing after me with a broomstick. Who would you hit? I'm willing to teach you self-defense spells. Are you willing to learn them? Did you miss any of those spells and weapons?"

He pinched his chin, afraid that he would die of anger. He said that he should not come back to this family, and that it would be better to have a piece of barbecued pork than to have this son.

Sheng Yiyu said nothing and just kept crying.

When his emotions calmed down, the head of the sect spoke again, "Tell me, what are you crazy about?"

Sheng Yiyu choked up and said that after reading the storybook, he felt so hurt by the abuse.

He also kept on talking about how the sect leader in the storybook was very similar to him, and that the way the sect leaders inside and outside the book raised their children was also very similar, and the cultivation of the children they raised was all poor.