Great Dao Ji

Have you been stepped on?

How dare he?

How dare he! !

Shi Chun was filled with grief and anger, and his blood-stained eyes were frighteningly red.

Ever since he became the envoy of Jinyiwei Town and held great power, no one in the world dared to insult him like this.

He wanted to struggle, but that cloth shoe was as unshakable as a mountain. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of it.

After the Qi meridians are fully developed, the body will also strengthen. The Qi meridians network in the body connects all the muscles, bones, skin, flesh, viscera, marrow, blood vessels, and runs through the entire body. It can withstand far more blows than the skin itself.

He was seriously injured and dying, but he was not dead after all.

"Are you angry?"

An Qisheng looked dull.

He raised his eyebrows and scanned the surroundings. The trembling soldiers and the frightened patients who had just recovered were all reflected in his eyes.

What appeared in his heart along with their faces were the fears, fears, and fears that many people unconsciously spread.

Immediately, his feet shook, and strength penetrated into his brain:

"Me too."

Although he is in a peaceful state of mind, he is still a human being, a warrior, a Taoist priest, not a god. He also has the seven emotions and six desires that mortals have, including joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. He will still be angry when he should be angry.

But negative emotions cannot contaminate his true heart.

It is his way to be ruthless and desireless.

Click~

There was just a soft sound, and Shi Chun's eyes suddenly lost their luster.

The governor of Jinyiwei, one of the most violent organizations in Dafeng, died just like an ordinary person.

There are no falling stars, no strange phenomena in the sky and the earth, the clear sky is still cloudless, and the light is still shining in the sky and the earth.

The vast isolation fell silent.

Even the many soldiers with broken arms and legs were stunned. They did not expect that this young Taoist priest actually dared to kill Shi Chun.

You know, this is a big shot in Jinyiwei.

Just die?

All the patients had pale faces and were trembling all over.

In their view, killing such a big shot is as if the sky is falling!

"You, you killed the lord!"

After a long time, some soldiers woke up as if from a dream, their faces extremely ugly.

The big shot in Jinyiwei died here, how should they explain it?

They had the intention to step forward, but even Shi Chun was easily killed by such a tyrannical figure, so what could they do?

If you step forward, you will only die.

Phew~

Bai Xianer put down the trembling child and stepped over.

"Let's go."

An Qisheng glanced at the people with frightened expressions and walked back the way they came.

What should be done has been done. As for the remaining people, there is no need to tell whether they are grateful or suspect that his intentions are not pure.

People's hearts are ever-changing, so why bother thinking about it?

As he walked, there seemed to be no evil aura on his body, but the scene of him killing Shi Chun was still vivid in his mind. Who dared to stop him?

The soldiers standing in front of him stepped back and watched him leave.

Not far away, a group of patients looked at each other with shame and fear in their hearts, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

Even though the poison on their bodies has been cured and the isolation area has collapsed, they still dare not escape.

After a long time, until An Qisheng's back was no longer visible, a soldier struggled to get up, took Shi Chun's body, and hurried toward Qingzhou Mansion.

Xilulu~

In Bai Xian'er's complicated expression, the red horse neighed and fled away.

After a long time, she turned and left.

When they returned to Qingzhou City, they saw that the city was already in turmoil. Brigades of soldiers filed out of the city gate, and the police officers were all dispatched. The leader was also a master of Jin Yiwei wearing a flying fish uniform.

Murderous aura overflowing!

Bai Xian'er was heartbroken.

Compared with the six gates, which are only responsible for arresting people, Jin Yiwei is too domineering. In the past few decades, several martial arts sects have been wiped out by Jin Yiwei.

"It's just that, unless those few take action, these people can't do anything to grandpa."

Bai Xian'er shook her head inwardly.

Any innate master formed by condensing Qi veins is the overlord of a place. He can run rampant across the state and dominate the world. No matter how many ordinary soldiers there are, it is meaningless if he can't even catch up with them.

Especially the solo masters who do not have the burden of a sect will not care about being rounded up by the court.

Could it be possible for a master of the six-door Jinyiwei to chase one person day after day without sleep for decades?

It's simply impossible!

After many people hurried towards the wild, Bai Xian'er returned to Yanyun Pavilion calmly.

"Um?"

As soon as she walked to the door, Bai Xian'er frowned.

Although Yanyun Pavilion is open at night, it is not empty during the day. How can it be so quiet?

With caution in her heart, she walked into Yanyun Pavilion.

After passing through several corridors and coming to the backyard, I heard the melodious music of the piano, and my expression changed involuntarily.

The sound of the piano is sometimes high-pitched and sometimes gentle. When it is high-pitched, it is like mountains and flowing water. When it is gentle, it is like a woman moaning and laughing. The sound of the piano is indescribably beautiful.

But what shocked Bai Xianer's heart was.

The sound of the piano was limited to this small backyard. If you took a step back, you couldn't hear it at all.

"Senior sister is here, why don't you come in?"

At this time, the sound of the piano fell, a bead fell on the jade plate, and the clear sound like the tinkling of spring water rang in her ears.

"It is indeed her."

Bai Xian'er secretly gritted her teeth, but with a smile on her face, she cried out delicately:

"It turns out to be Junior Sister Wushuang"

Push the door open and enter.

In the pavilion beside the small artificial lake in the backyard, a beautiful figure in red loomed behind the gauze curtain.

Looking at the red shadow, Bai Xianer felt complicated.

The Six Hell Demon Sect was a sect that existed more than a thousand years ago. It later split into six sects, the Hell Demon Sect, the Great Sun Demon Sect, the Purgatory Demon Sect, the Shifang Demon Valley, the White Lotus Demon Sect, and the Extreme Demon Sect where Pang Wanyang belonged.

Later, Pang Wanyang unified the Demon Sect, and the Six Hell Demon Sect reappeared.

Unlike Dharma King Red Sun, Dharma King Chi Lian and others, Mrs. Bai Lian did not accept any disciples in the first half of her life. It was not until more than ten years ago that she accepted the first and only disciple to pass on the mantle.

This person is Wushuang.

Although they are both disciples of the same sect leader, the only disciples are naturally different.

According to legend, at the beginning of Wushuang's martial arts practice, he took a Six Hell Holy Pill to lay the foundation. He was only twenty years old, but he had already developed his Qi.

He is the only one among the current Six Hells Demon Sect who can be compared with Feng Qingxuan, the Holy Son of Six Hells.

Compared to her senior brother Duan Yunlong, his status is much higher.

As both women, how could Bai Xianer not be envious of her?

"Senior sister is living a happy life. I have been waiting here for five days before I finally met my senior sister."

The breeze blew up the gauze curtain of the pavilion, and a smile that could be either angry or happy appeared.

Stunning!

Even though it was not the first time he saw her, Bai Xianer could not help but lower his breath.

There is a kind of beauty that even a woman should be intoxicated by.

The martial arts that Bai Xian'er has learned have the effect of beautifying her body. She has never met anyone more beautiful than her in the world, but every time she sees this woman, she can't help but feel ashamed of herself.

"Why are you willing to go down the mountain, Junior Sister?"

Bai Xianer calmed down and asked with a smile.

As she spoke, she walked into the pavilion and sat opposite the woman in red.

"I got tired of staying around, so I thought of going down the mountain for a walk."

The woman in red is surrounded by smoke, and her black and white eyes seem to be twinkling with stars, seducing people's soul.

"But you are here for the Holy Son? I heard that Madam intends to bring you and the Holy Son together."

Bai Xian'er lifted the red clay teapot on the charcoal fire and poured two cups of tea.

She was both afraid and envious of the people in front of her.

"Why is Senior Sister talking about this?"

The woman in red frowned slightly:

"If Master likes him, he can just bring him into his room. What does it have to do with me?"

"Junior sister is joking."

Bai Xian'er didn't dare to answer.

Mrs. Bai Lian had a wild temperament and was not strict with etiquette. She had appeared in front of hundreds or not thousands of people in her life, but there were only a few people who dared to mention her.

Wushuang dared to gossip behind his back, but she didn't dare.

Ginger fingers held up a strand of long hair on the temples, Wushuang smiled softly:

"Senior sister did a poor job on this mission. I'm afraid she might be in trouble when she returns to the mountain."

"If the sect wants to punish me, Xian'er will have to endure it."

Bai Xian'er sighed softly.

Bian You dies when he dies. He is a character who is not taken seriously to begin with, but Chi Changkong is different. King Chi Lian is extremely domineering. His disciple died without any explanation, and he will definitely not let it go easily.

"Senior sister, don't worry, I have a way."

Wushuang's clear black and white eyes looked at Bai Xian'er with a smile.

"What can I do, junior sister?"

Bai Xian'er pursed her lips, feeling wary.

There are not many good people in the Demon Sect. Although this Wushuang has never heard of any evil deeds, he cannot be careless and must even be more careful.

"Senior sister probably doesn't know yet."

Wushuang saw Bai Xian'er's vigilance and didn't care. He gently stroked the strings and played a note with unknown meaning:

"This time Feng Qingxuan made such a big fuss, it was the person who was paving the way for him."

"paving?"

Bai Xian'er's heart skipped a beat.

She naturally knew who Wushuang was talking about, but that person was only in his sixties at this time. It could be said that he was in the prime of life. Why was he so eager?

Could it be

"Senior sister may have guessed it, so I won't say anything more."

Wushuang smiled softly and looked at Bai Xianer:

"Guess what, senior sister, what does junior sister want to do?"

"How can senior sister guess what junior sister is thinking?"

Bai Xian'er's smile was a little far-fetched, and she vaguely guessed something.

It's just that she has no idea of ​​participating in this kind of thing.

"Haha~"

Wushuang raised her eyes slightly, and the breeze blew her red dress:

"I want to sit in that seat too!"

Wushuang's voice was calm, but Bai Xianer's heart sank completely.

Where could anything be worse than this?

The Six Hell Demon Sect is extremely powerful, with followers spread all over the world. It is as complex as a dynasty. The battle for the throne is not much safer than the battle for the thrones of the kings, and is even more bloody.

"The weak eat the strong, and natural selection is the purpose of our Holy Sect!"

Wushuang gently struck the strings, with a hint of pride on her beautiful face:

"Feng Qingxuan is not as good as me,

He is not worthy of being in charge of the Holy Sect! "