Fast time travel: the villain, he acts as a monster in front of mind-reading crazy critics every day

Baijia of Xianmen failed to get Wu Yixi's response, and seeing him suddenly change direction, more people thought it was a guide.

A few people reacted quickly, pinched the Instant Curse and headed in Wu Yixi's direction.

All the people from the Qingcheng sect stayed where they were, watching the immortals who came out of the cave from time to time, their brothers and sisters were in the innermost, and they must be the last to come out.

I don't know who made the move first, and no one noticed anything wrong. Among the immortals in Qingcheng Mountain, a person suddenly fell down.

The members of the Qingcheng faction were in an uproar instantly, handing their backs to each other and drawing their swords to defend themselves.

Under the horrified eyes of his fellow disciples, the young boy quickly supported the back of his brother's head to prevent the skull from being damaged by such a gravity fall, but it was too late after all. Insert it between the eyebrows of the person who fell to the ground.

There was no pain in his expression, the death happened in an instant, and he didn't even have time to close his eyes.

Xiang Nan felt a chill in his heart, he couldn't help frowning, his clenched fist had nowhere to use it, and finally let go after a few deep breaths.

Surrounded by voices of questioning and prevarication, some voices are urgent, mixed with anger and sorrow, while some voices are flat, even containing a little mockery.

He raised his head and followed Wu Yixi with his eyes. The figure of that person who had just cast the spell was almost the same as someone he knew.

But the size is wrong.

The brothers all said that that person died long ago in Cangya Mountain, and with his flesh and blood, he was undoubtedly alive.

But Xiang Nan didn't believe it.

That person was so powerful, how could he disappear so easily?

That is the hardest-working, most innocent person he has ever seen, and sometimes he is even more powerful than Shaojun.

He stretched out his hand silently, pulled out the silver needle between the eyebrows of the man who had lost his breath, stroked his eyes, and helped him close them.

Keeping your eyes open for too long can be tiring.

Qingcheng Mountain has never been forced to such a situation, Xiang Nan never owes anyone a favor, and will not let anyone hurt his own.

Brother, you sleep first, you can rest assured, Mount Qingcheng, this revenge will be avenged!

A thin hairpin came from Xiang Nan's back, this time he didn't give the assailant any chance, he turned away quickly, the hairpin was unbiased and stabbed a disciple of an unknown sect.

It wasn't something fatal, but the hairpin was poisonous, the man struggled in pain a few times, and then became silent.

The already chaotic atmosphere was even more tense at this time. The Qingcheng sect disciples were undoubtedly completely enraged. However, before everyone could fully struggle out of their rage, Xiang Nan threw back his dagger.

Hiding in the dark, the person who thought no one would notice couldn't dodge, the throat pierced by the lightning-fast dagger, the body inertia backwards, and the same death.

So, under everyone's astonished eyes, and in the tense atmosphere where a misfire could happen at any moment, Xiang Nan put his senior brother's body flat, then got up, and walked up to the newly dead man with a strange movement method. From his throat, he pulled out the dagger that had been with him for several years.

His eyes seemed to be on fire, and he clearly looked like a young boy, but the aura around him was as strong as suffocating, which made those who wanted to protest fearful, and those who shouted the loudest At this time, there was no movement.

"If you dare to stab someone in the back, you should have the heart to die. The matter has not yet been clarified. All the families of the immortal sect should be unanimous to the outside world. Anyone who has a bad intention and tries to cause internal strife should be killed!"

Without squinting at Xiang Nan, and refusing to say any more nonsense, Yu Jian took off and chased after Wu Yixi.

He wanted to figure out one thing, he wanted to see what the face under the mask looked like.