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Chapter 951 The Cleansing of the Demon Cult 818

"Little beauty, stop pretending."

The young man shook his head helplessly, looking at Ye Zhi as if she was mentally ill.

Ye Zhi: Take a deep breath, take a deep breath...

Clenching and loosening his fists, Ye Zhi's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Why do you think I'm faking it, can't I be myself?"

Where is she not acting like herself?
It is simply impossible for these people to see that she is not the original right protector of the Demon Sect.They couldn't even recognize the Demon Sect's Right Guardian, so how could they feel such advanced things.

So where did they go wrong?
"Of course it's impossible." Someone then replied: "When you just entered the door, didn't you hear from old head Liu that the right guardian of the Demon Sect killed many fellow Jianghu with a single sword in Liuyuan Village. This happened three days ago , the news can be sent back here now, relying entirely on flying pigeons to pass the letter, it is impossible for the Demon Sect Right Protector to fly for three days and three nights in a row, and appear here now."

Liuyuan Village is quite far from here, even if it is a day and night journey, it will take at least 5 days.

Even the top masters in the arena, they are still human beings, not gods.

Daily commuting also relies on riding a horse. If you only rely on lightness to fly and exhaust your internal strength, wouldn't you be slaughtered by others.

Therefore, based on the above conditions, it is easy for everyone to draw conclusions.

——It is absolutely impossible for the Demon Cult Right Guardian to appear here now, if there is, it can only be fake.

Ye Zhi: "..."

Unexpectedly, the real Dharma protector was defeated by the false rumors.

Is there any reason for this?

She turned her head in grief and indignation, and looked at her brother Ye with accusing eyes.

With her actions, everyone in the inn also remembered that she did not come alone.

Seeing everyone's eyes shifting, the old monk rolled his eyes and backed away silently.

"stop!!"

Ye Feng gently put down the teacup in his hand, and uttered two words lightly from his mouth.

The young man sitting next to him was terrified, staring wide-eyed at the waterspout in the teacup that subsided in an instant, as if nothing had happened. When the cup fell, the tea was still calm, as if it was fake, and there was no trace of it in the cup. No splashes, no ups and downs.

He grabbed the companion beside him even harder.

Master, this is a super master, the kind of super master! ! !
"Old monk, what about you?"

Ye Feng simply addressed him like a little girl, and his eyes fell on the old monk sarcastically: "The matter has not been clarified yet, it seems not good for the master to just rub the soles of his feet like this."

The old monk, who was about to flee, froze for a moment, and before everyone looked at him, he put his feet down silently.

"Amitabha, I don't know what the donor is talking about."

He hid it in a panic, but unfortunately he had already walked a few steps, and he was standing in front of Ye Zhi, but now he was a few steps away, anyone could see that he absolutely wanted to slip away just now.

"It's okay if I don't know."

Ye Feng stood up, Ye Zhi immediately ignored the old monk, ran to grab his arm, and hid behind him.

"Brother, help me get ahead!"

She shook Ye Feng's arm a little.

"That's not important." Ye Feng stared at the old monk closely, the murderous look in his eyes made the old monk start to tremble with fear.

He understood that the really difficult person had finally made his move.

"The important thing is, what you just said made me very uncomfortable."

(End of this chapter)