Chapter 704: Becoming a Laughing Stock

Tan Yun looked at Shen Subing's laughing face, his eyes gradually became red under the tortoise's breath under the cold veil, as if he saw his wife Fang Luxuan laughing happily on the top of the God Realm.

He thought of his wife's nine phoenix ice coffin, which was still buried under the glacier of the battlefield of the gods, and tears slid down his slashed cheeks and dripped to the ground.

While laughing, Shen Subing looked back at Tan Yun and clearly captured the scene of the tear falling to the ground.

While running, she stopped suddenly, the smile on her face gradually froze, and she walked towards Tan Yun step by step. Every step she took, her beautiful eyes became rosy, and when she came in front of Tan Yun, tears were streaming down her face.

Shen Subing stared straight at Tan Yun, with tears streaming down her face, her tone became cold, "Master, I have a question, I hope you can answer it truthfully."

"Tell me." Tan Yun responded.

"Master, do you like disciples, right?" Shen Subing's voice was cold, which Tan Yun was not used to.

"Yes, I like it." Tan Yun answered truthfully.

"Okay, that disciple asked you, did you feel sad when you saw disciple just now and thought of your former wife again?"

Although Tan Yun didn't know why Shen Subing asked such a question, he still answered truthfully, "Yes."

Shen Subing looked up at Tan Yun, "Do you simply like Tuer, or do you regard Tuer as her substitute?"

"You are you, she is her, of course you are not her substitute." Tan Yun said.

"No...you are still stubborn!" Shen Subing's tears of grievance dripped down, and she said coldly: "If not, then why do you think of your wife every time you see me!"

"Master, no matter what your past is, or how many women you will have in the future, I can accept it! But, I can't accept it, I am a substitute for others!"

Hearing this, when Tan Yun thought of his wife who was still buried under the glacier, he, who had been deeply saddened, suddenly felt angry. His voice was a little colder, "Enough! Don't talk about her anymore!"

"Hehe." Shen Subing had a sad smile on her face, and her chest was full of anger, "Could it be that what Tuer said was wrong? Tuer can accept anything, even if he can't and doesn't want to accept it, Tuer is a substitute for a dead person!"

"Could it be that the apprentice is wrong!"

"I told you not to mention her again!" Tan Yun almost roared, "I said, you are not a substitute, why do you have to think so! It is unreasonable!"

Facing Tan Yun's roar, Shen Subing closed her eyes, tears dripping down

Tan Yun took a deep breath, took a step forward, and said softly, "Listen to me..."

Tan Yun wanted to tell her that his wife was buried under the glacier, but when he explained it to her, Shen Su interrupted him coldly, "Since the master said that the disciple is unreasonable, then don't say it!"

Shen Subing opened her eyes, stared at Tan Yun, flipped through her hands, and stuffed the two boxes into Tan Yun's arms, "This is what De Lao asked his apprentice to hand over to you."

"Master, this disciple is tired and wants to rest."

After leaving a sentence, Shen Subing turned her delicate body, weeping all the way, and walked into the Hall of Merit.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a loud noise, the palace door was tightly closed, blocking Tan Yun's sight.

Tan Yun took a deep breath and did not leave. He stared blankly at the Temple of Merit, wondering what he was thinking...

Shen Subing came to the second floor in a daze, like a hurt child, threw herself on the couch and cried loudly, "I don't care about anything, I just care about being his wife's substitute, am I wrong!"

"Woooo...he said I'm unreasonable...what's wrong with me!"

"Master, I hate you...I hate you!"

Shen Subing wept heartbroken and fell into a deep sleep...

On the peak, the sound of Shen Subing's crying lingered in Tan Yun's mind, lingering, and he was upset...

When the child is over, when the ugliness comes, the night is darker.

Shen Subing woke up slowly, her eyes were red and swollen, and she lay down in a daze. When she came to the window, her delicate body trembled, and she found that Tan Yun was facing the temple with his back facing the starry sky.

At this moment, Shen Subing's heart ached. She looked at Tan Yunyue's long back, and suddenly felt that Tan Yun was so lonely.

"He hasn't left for two full hours. Could it be that I misunderstood him?" When Shen Subing was talking to herself, she noticed that Tan Yun was showing signs of turning around. She immediately turned sideways, hid by the window, poked out a pair of eyes, look down.

She saw Tan Yun, looked at her closed door, and sighed deeply.

The tone was helpless, and there was a kind of bleakness and loneliness that could only be understood but could not be expressed in words.

Then, seeing Tan Yun, Shen Subing came to the outside of the hall step by step, placed a bunch of Qiankun rings outside the hall, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the night.

Shen Subing opened her vermilion lips, trying to call Tan Yun to stop, but she still didn't make a sound...

After a while, the hall door slowly opened, Shen Subing stepped out of the hall, and sat on the steps where hundreds of Qiankun rings were placed.

Shen Subing had doubts on her face, her hair fluttered, and the moment she released her spiritual consciousness and entered the 188 universe rings, her delicate body trembled violently.

She saw that the ten Qiankun rings were filled with top-grade spirit stones, totaling 9.3 million!

Among the other 178 Qiankun Rings, there are 178 types of pills suitable for monks in the Soul Realm.

178 kinds of elixirs, each of low-grade, middle-grade, top-grade, and extreme-grade elixirs are also classified.

Shen Subing's eyes were moved, and she muttered to herself, "Qingqiu said that he won 30.6 million top-quality spirit stones in a big bet, and today he has already given me 20 million."

"And he only left 1.3 million, and sent the rest as a master."

"But, where did he get so many pills..."

At this time, Shen Subing discovered that there was an extra jade slip in a Qiankun ring, and she sacrificed the jade slip with confusion.

The moment she manipulated her spiritual consciousness to slowly penetrate into the jade slip, her beautiful eyes were extremely red, and tears welled up in her eyes...

But I saw three lines of handwriting written on the jade slips:

"I know you love money as a teacher, so I leave these spirit stones to you, hoping to help you."

"These elixirs are enough for all the disciples of the Holy Sect to practice in the next thirty years. They should relieve some of your pressure."

"The greater the power, the greater the responsibility, take care of your body."

...

In the morning, the sun rises.

Yesterday, Tan Yun gambled with tens of thousands of people, and the winning story spread throughout the ten veins of the Holy Gate as if he had grown wings.

Especially one year later, Tan Yun's life-and-death decisive battle with thousands of eighth-level and ninth-level disciples of the Soul Realm, and stewards, was full of excitement throughout the Holy Gate!

After everyone found out, they made the line of meritorious service a laughingstock!

Because in the hearts of Jiumai's senior management and Jiumai's three million disciples, they simply don't believe that Tan Yun, who is in the first level of the soul realm, can change his mortal ending after one year!

From everyone's point of view, when Tan Yun proposed a decisive battle in one year, he must have been too inflated to the extent that he did not go through his brain when encountering problems, so he proposed a decisive battle in one year's time!

laughing stock!

Tan Yun's involvement in the line of meritorious service has completely reduced him to the laughing stock of millions of people!

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