The villain of fast time travel and the female supporting role are a natural pair

Chapter 92 Ninety: Sect Master, please respect yourself! (8)

Recently, several disciples of Xianmen went out to practice and died. Judging from the scars left on the corpses, it seems that the devil's hand was moved. Nanfeng's going out this time is to deal with this matter.

"Master, how do you know that the Demon Palace did it?" Lin Zhiyu asked tentatively, "Although the Demon Palace has a bad reputation, it's not necessarily that they did it."

Although the name Mogong doesn't sound very good, Lin Zhiyu is right. People in Mogong love to kill under the influence of exercises, but they never kill innocent people.

"You know them well?" Nan Feng glanced at her expressionlessly.

Lin Zhiyu waved his hands again and again, "I don't understand, I don't understand."

Just at the foot of Guiyin Peak, Lin Zhiyu and his party were stopped.

"People from Xianmen? What are you doing here?"

The Immortal Sect and the Demon Palace had always been at odds, seeing their disciples looking wary, afraid that they were here to find fault.

"I'm looking for Xue Jian." Xue Jian is the name of the Demon Lord, and Nanfeng is the only person present who dares to call the Demon Lord by the name so directly.

"What are you doing? You want to fight again?" Xue Jian came before he could hear him. His flamboyant red dress was in stark contrast to Nanfeng's elegant green shirt.

Nan Feng frowned, "Is this what you look like when the guests come?"

Lin Zhiyu looked left and right, and always felt that these two people didn't have the relationship mentioned in the original plot that they were red-eyed when they met?Does it look like an old acquaintance?
"Senior brother hasn't come for a long time. As a junior, I'm afraid I won't entertain well, so I'd better entertain myself."

Xue Jian glanced at Lin Zhiyu, "Yo, you have accepted an apprentice? Congratulations, brother." Lin Zhiyu couldn't help shaking the goose bumps on his body with a strange tone.

Today's Mozun doesn't look normal.

"What's going on with those disciples?" In the hall, Nan Feng asked after taking a sip of tea.

"That's the thing, isn't everyone talking about it?" Xue Jian played with her fingers indifferently, and swept Nan Feng's eyes, "Why, the senior brother came to my magic palace to ask for explanations for those disciples?"

"As the owner of the Demon Palace, you know that those things have nothing to do with your Demon Palace, so why didn't you make it clear?" Nan Feng was obviously angry, and his hand holding the cup trembled, "How did Master teach you back then, let me Are you smearing your own reputation yourself!"

"Whether it's smearing or not, what does it have to do with you?" Xue Jian stood up and glanced at Nanfeng coldly, "I have already been expelled from the teacher's school, so don't meddle in my affairs in the future. I can Mistress can do it to you, but if you meddle in other people's business, I will kill you!"

"Mingqin, see off the guests!"

Without looking back, Xue Jian rushed out the door and disappeared without a trace, only leaving a sentence of seeing off the guests without emotion.

Lin Zhiyu was dumbfounded early in the morning, he didn't expect that there was such a relationship between these two people.Sure enough, the dog system is the most unreliable creature in the world, and this relationship was not mentioned at all in the plot given to her.

Judging from the current relationship between the two, it shouldn't be the case that they will turn against each other, right?What happened in the middle?
"Ayu." Nanfeng's voice brought Lin Zhiyu back to his senses, and subconsciously answered him.

"Let's go."

"Oh." Lin Zhiyu nodded and followed Nanfeng away. "Master, where are we going, back to Qiongqi Mountain?"

"Go to Qingyuan Village."

Qingyuan Village is a village not far from the Demon Palace, and it is also the place where the disciple of the Immortal Sect had an accident. I heard that there were many people in the village, but so many disciples of the Immortal Sect died at once. moved away.

But in fact, what they saw in the village was colder than they thought. When Lin Zhiyu and the others arrived, they only saw a few old people hunched over and working in the fields.

"Grandpa, may I ask why the village looks so depressed?"

Lin Zhiyu was wearing a fairy-like aqua blue dress, and on her head were two small balls that Nanfeng tied for her. She looked like a porcelain doll, delicate and lovely.

"Whose little boy is this, and I'm not afraid of being captured by those monsters in the Demon Palace." Seeing Lin Zhiyu, the old man put down the hoe in his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Old man, we are from Xianmen. A disciple of Xianmen had an accident here a few days ago, so we came to take a look." Nan Feng stepped forward and explained.

"It turns out that the immortals from Xianmen have come." The old man led them to the village, explaining why there were so few people. "A few days ago in our village, some immortals from the Immortal Sect had an accident. Later, some middle-aged people in the village also disappeared. The young people were afraid, and all those who could run ran away."

"Then why are you still here? Aren't you afraid?" Lin Zhiyu poked his head out from behind Nanfeng.

The old man smiled helplessly, "I am an old bone, how long can I live? If I run or not, I will be buried in the ground sooner or later. How can it compare to their young people..."

The village was quite lively before, but now there are no people on the road.

Lin Zhiyu and the others followed the old man to his house. The old man's wife passed away a few years ago, and his son followed him out this time, leaving him alone at home.

"Immortal, are you here this time to deal with those monsters in the Demon Palace?"

"It's not clear who did this, but don't worry, we will take care of it."

The old man nodded, "I don't have anything to entertain you here, only sweet potato porridge. Immortals don't mind."

At night, Lin Zhiyu lived with Elder Jiayin, while Nanfeng and Yuran had a rest while the other went out to investigate the situation.

As the night deepened, the demonic aura in Qingyuan Village gradually increased.

Sure enough, as Nanfeng expected, there are indeed monsters here.

"Jiayin, take good care of Ayu, I'll go out with Yu Ran to have a look."

The night was dark and the fog was thick, and things could not be seen clearly three meters away in the thick fog. Nanfeng told Yu Ran to split up and go to the east by himself, while Yu Ran went to the west.

To the east is the altar of Qingyuan Village, where wizards pray for rain and water in times of severe drought and flood.On weekdays, the altar is also the execution ground for those who "do not obey women's morals".

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and there was a crisp "click", which was extremely strange in the silent night.

"Another one sent to death? Oh, this food still looks good..."

A slender figure slowly emerged from the thick fog, and the woman twisted her waist and walked towards Nanfeng.

A beautiful face, but the skin below the neck is like dead old bark, and the nails on her fingers are a foot long. The woman looked at Nan Feng and stuck out her tongue to lick her lips.

"It's still a cultivated person, it must taste very good~"

She looked at Nanfeng, her eyes slowly glowing red.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Nanfeng stood still without moving.

"How is it possible!" The woman turned pale with shock, knowing that she was afraid of meeting an opponent, she turned around and wanted to run away.

Nan Feng only stretched out his hand and tapped it in the air, but she couldn't move.

"The essence of the locust tree?" Nan Feng said to himself, "It's no wonder that this kind of altar is contaminated with human life, and the essence of the locust tree next to it has been sucked away."

"My lord... forgive me..." Feeling that the confinement on his body was getting tighter, the locust tree spirit begged for mercy in horror.

But what was waiting for her was Nanfeng who turned around and left without looking at her.

"Smelly cultivator, don't be complacent! Qingnv has already gone to find your companions, if you go back now, maybe you can see their corpses hahahaha!"

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Nanfeng's heart.

　One more~
　　Thank you Xixi for the cute Bing Kuo Luo

　　
　
(End of this chapter)