Fast-crossing boss: save the sick, petite and pitiful

Chapter 250 The Hypocritical Master in the Cultivation of Immortals (27)
bottom of the cliff.

Nan Wan looked into the aggrieved eyes of her apprentice, and sighed helplessly: "Why are you here?"

She remembered that Gu Jing clearly passed out.

"I'll be hurt if I don't come to Master." Gu Jing hugged Nan Wan tightly, unwilling to let go.

"I'm not injured." Nan Wan made a quick trick, and the blood on her body disappeared without a trace.

After all, she was also an existence that was almost ascension to immortality, so it was impossible for her to be injured so easily.

"I know." Gu Jing looked at Nan Wan seriously, "It's my fault, if I arrived in time, Master wouldn't be bullied by so many people."

Seeing with her own eyes the suzerains of the Eight Great Sects besieging the master, Gu Jing felt extremely distressed.

His master did nothing wrong from the beginning to the end, but he was judged to be in collusion with the Yaozu just because he accepted him as an apprentice.

Those so-called decent families are not good things.

Nan Wan sighed and gently hugged him back.

After a long time, Gu Jing took the initiative to let go of this embrace, and held Nan Wan's hand instead.

"Master, I will take you home."

He remembered that six years ago, Master held his hand and brought him back to Jianzong.

Back then, he had no home, but Master gave him a home.

Now, Master has no home, and he wants to give Master a home.

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The next day, a piece of news shocked the entire world of cultivating immortals.

Nan Wan died, under the siege of the Eight Great Sect Masters, because she colluded with the Yaozu.

"how is this possible?"

"How could Lord Sword Immortal seduce the Yaozu?"

"that is."

Most people don't believe it.

The disciples of Jianzong were more shocked than anyone else. They went directly to the master of Jianzong to ask for an explanation.

Shen Rong forced out two tears hypocritically: "This is a joint decision of the other seven sects, and I can do nothing about it."

Wang Quan was angry: "You can't do anything, so why did you lock up my master, isn't it because you are afraid that he will tip off the news?"

Shen Rong concealed the guilt in his eyes, and said: "The people in the law enforcement hall found out that your master murdered your disciples, and I will act impartially."

"nonsense."

Wang Quan gritted his teeth angrily: "My master won't do this, I'm going to see my master."

Shen Rong's smile remained unchanged: "You can go if you want. Now that the evidence is conclusive, your master's time is probably numbered, and you as a disciple should do your filial piety."

Wang Quan gritted his teeth and left.

Deep in the dungeon.

The cold chains were tightly wrapped around one person.

The man was pale and bloodstained all over his body.

"Master."

Wang Quan trotted in, seeing his master's embarrassment, his eyes were red.

"Why are you here? You are messing around." Zuo Zhenren raised his head, saw him, and yelled loudly.

"Master."

Wang Quan stood in front of him with a look of bewilderment: "How should I save you?"

He doesn't like intrigue, and only cares about swordsmanship.Faced with such a situation where they knew they were framed but could not find any evidence of crime, there was nothing they could do.

"You go to Bai Yatou and the others, and let them take you to find Nanwan." Zuo Zhenren's body trembled: "Jianzong is no longer safe."

"Master." Wang Quan couldn't bear it any longer, and wept bitterly: "Master Sword Immortal is dead."

The person he admired the most since he was a child died under the siege of the eight sect masters.

He wants revenge, but he is too weak.

Wang Quan once again hated himself for being weak, not even qualified to protect others.

"How could it be?" Zuo Zhenren's pupils shrank slightly: "When did that happen?"

Ever since Shen Rong held the out-of-body ceremony, he was locked up by the other party.

"Yesterday." Wang Quan choked and said, "Master, what should we do now? That person still wants to blame you for murdering his disciple."

"What a Shen Rong." Zuo Zhen roared angrily.

No wonder he was intentionally invited to participate that day. It turned out that he had been thinking about it from the beginning to the end.

"Master." Wang Quan shouted again, "What should we do now?"

With all his efforts and calculations, he is only a young man this year.

Even in the Mortal Realm, he is still a half-grown boy, subconsciously relying on the person he trusts the most.

"Listen to me and speak slowly." Zuo Zhenren spoke quickly, "Shen Rong is the chief culprit who murdered the disciples of the Sword Sect. His next target may be you. Hurry up and don't come back."

With Nan Wan dead, Shen Rong's family is the only one. Sooner or later, he will destroy everyone in Jianzong.

"Master, but you..."

"I'm fine." Zuo Zhenren shook his head lightly, "I am the master of Yifeng after all, and he dare not do anything to me blatantly. The most urgent thing now is you."

"Gu Jing is in the demon world, you go find him."

"Master." Wang Quan was speechless.

"Be obedient." Zuo Zhenren's voice became weaker and weaker, "Master can't protect you now, take care of yourself."

"Yeah." Wang Quan nodded with a sob, turned and left.

Looking at the disciple's thin back, Zuo Zhenren's deep worry grew bigger and bigger.

"It'll be all right."

He comforted himself like this.

As soon as he walked out of the dungeon, Wang Quan was stopped by two disciples in black.

"The Sovereign wants to see you."

Recalling what his master said, Wang Quan immediately found an excuse: "The Supreme Elder has something to do with me, so I won't go."

The disciple in black was unmoved at all, and kept repeating: "The suzerain wants to see you."

In the dark night, the green light in the pupils of the two of them went out, as cold as a snake.

Different eyes, snake eyes.

Demon?How could there be a demon in Jianzong?
Wang Quan suppressed the horror in his heart and left quickly.

The black-clothed disciples looked at each other and chased after him one after the other.

Wang Quan sprinted all the way, stumbled.

"Pfft."

A blackened palm print waved towards him without hesitation.

Wang Quan couldn't dodge in time, so he could only resist, spat out a mouthful of blood, and trembled unconsciously.

The man in black easily lifted his collar and shut him into a closed room.

Wang Quan has never been here.

The surrounding area is dark and damp, with overgrown vines.

His hands and feet were tied, and the vines on the ground came continuously, slowly wrapping around his body.

Every time the vines loosened, Wang Quan felt that the spiritual power in his body was disappearing bit by bit.

what is this?
Wang Quan struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Soon, he passed out.

In the shadow of the corner, Shen Rong stood there with scarlet eyes.

Just a little bit, he broke through.

"not enough."

Shen Rong muttered to himself, this bit of spiritual power was not enough for him to stuff his teeth.

After entering the out-of-body period, the gap between realms is like the sky.

He has to seek a higher power.

Without hesitation, he threw Wang Quan, who was in a coma, aside.

In addition to him, Jianzong has another person who is very suitable for him.

Supreme Elder.

Thinking of the strength of that person who was about to leave his body, Shen Rong became more and more excited.

Soon.

As long as he absorbs more than a dozen out-of-body strengths, he can ascend.

At that time, the battle between the demon world and the world of cultivating immortals will have nothing to do with him.

He is the justifiable No.1 of the Three Realms, and no one can stop him.

(End of this chapter)