Paranoid villains attack me after dressing as a cheat

It was as if he wanted to engrave Yin Wuxu's every move into his mind.

Jiang Yunqi knew.

They wanted to see something was wrong with Yin Wuxu.

Of course, Yin Wuxu was also very powerful, his movements were stiff and weak, and his face was extremely pale.

There is a big difference between being calm and indifferent on weekdays.

He walked slowly in front of the Immortal Lord, and saluted: "Master."

"Uncle Ming and Qing."

The voice was not as clear as before, and was a little hoarse.

It was like he had just experienced something.

Jiang Yunqi saw almost immediately that the light in Pei Xiaoyu's eyes lit up.

Ming Qing's eyes were a little more excited, and the aura around the Immortal Master also changed slightly.

Everyone is happy that they have successfully influenced Yin Wuxu.

After realizing this.

Jiang Yunqi slowly lowered his head, concealing the coldness and disgust inside.

A sentence popped into my head: The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows behind.

The Immortal Master spoke softly: "Wuxu, why are you so weak?"

This was said with great concern.

As for why he is so weak.

Are you really not counting?

Of course, it is impossible to say this.

Yin Wuxu turned pale and showed a bitter smile.

His voice was hoarse: "Back to Master, I have been feeling a little unwell recently."

When Yin Wuxu said that he felt a little unwell, Pei Xiaoyu breathed heavily.

Looking at Yin Wuxu was like looking at a lamb about to be slaughtered.

The heat in Mingqing's eyes became clearer and clearer.

The Immortal Lord is the calmest one.

He gave Yin Wuxu a few words of concern: "Wuxu, please take care of yourself."

Hearing these words in Jiang Yunqi's ears, he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

I really admire the acting skills of the Fairy Lord.

Won't you make yourself sick?

Yin Wuxu smiled weakly, his usually bright eyes dimming slightly, looking a bit fragile.

He spoke softly: "Return to Master, Wu Xu understands."

The Immortal Lord nodded.

Just when Jiang Yunqi thought that the Immortal Lord had seen Yin Wuxu's miserable state as he wished and would let Yin Wuxu leave.

The Immortal Lord spoke.

"Wuxu, your junior brother has become weak again recently."

"You should give him some more trouble."

Jiang Yunqi: "???"

He looked at the serious and matter-of-fact Immortal Master in disbelief.

I just feel like my heart is filled with chills.

Yin Wuxu is already like this.

One second she was still concerned about his body, and the next second she had to give up all her heart and soul for Pei Xiaoyu's body.

That's a pain in the ass!

A normal person would have to wait for ten days and a half to give up his hard work, let alone Yin Wuxu, whose body has become weak.

What's more...

Yin Wuxu's eyes darkened, and he said calmly: "Master, the competition is about to begin."

If he loses his hard work, Yin Wuxu's strength will be greatly weakened.

The Immortal Lord must have known about this.

When the Immortal Master heard this, he also knew that Yin Wuxu was a little dissatisfied, but he was even more dissatisfied.

The voice was slightly cold: "So what? Anyway, you are the Holy Son of the Immortal Palace. You can besiege the ancient secret realm without participating in the competition. What are you worried about?"

Yin Wuxu fell silent.

Jiang Yunqi was also silent.

Very good, it really made Yin Wuxu's last bit of friendship towards him disappear.

Yin Wuxu slowly lowered his head, hiding the emotion in his eyes.

He responded softly: "Yes, then it will be as Master wishes."

As he finished speaking, he raised his fingertips slightly, and a bright drop of blood appeared on his fingertips.

There was a golden light lingering on it, and a powerful aura belonging to Yin Wuxu instantly filled the entire dormitory.

The blood bead was lifted up by the spiritual power and slowly flew towards the Immortal Lord in the high position.

Yin Wuxu's face turned even paler in due course.

It seemed like he was about to faint in the next second.

The Immortal Lord caught Yin Wuxu's heart and soul.

Unable to conceal the excitement in his tone, he said: "Have a good rest."

Four simple words, extremely perfunctory.

Jiang Yunqi: "..."

He took a deep breath and looked at the fairy master with a complicated expression.

This guy is too lazy to act now, right?

Yin Wuxu is embarrassed.

You have to pretend to be a well-behaved apprentice.

Leaving the Immortal Lord Peak, Yin Wuxu's shaky figure stabilized instantly.

He held out his killing sword, his face as calm as water.

"Next, there will be many more."

Jiang Yunqi: "???"

For a moment, he didn't realize what Yin Wuxu meant by these words.

But in the following days, he understood.

Almost every three or four days, the demonic energy in Yin Wuxu's body would surge up.

Then, the Immortal Master will coincidentally call Yin Wuxu to the Immortal Master Peak.

Then let him force out his hard work to treat Pei Xiaoyu.

And the intervals are becoming more frequent.

From the first three or four days, to the next day, and finally, every day.

Jiang Yunqi looked at Yin Wuxu worriedly: "Brother Wuxu, are you okay?"

Every time the demonic aura surged, Yin Wuxu would torment him.

But he also knew that Yin Wuxu was getting more and more affected.

Sometimes, he was afraid that Yin Wuxu would really fulfill the fairy lord's wish...

And, most importantly!

So much painstaking effort!

Even a humanoid blood pack can't handle it.

Yin Wuxu's complexion remained as usual. He would only look pale when going to the Immortal Lord Peak or dealing with affairs.

Privately, it has an impact, but not much, just a bit of fatigue in the eyes.

Yin Wuxu said calmly: "It's okay."

Jiang Yunqi pursed his lips, his eyes even more worried.

There are only three days left before the competition.

Three days later, the competition will begin...

It was also the day when Yin Wuxu leaked his demonic aura in full view of everyone.

Jiang Yunqi was inexplicably flustered.

He looked at Yin Wuxu and moved his lips, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

At this moment, Tiandao said coldly: "System 19018, I suggest you turn off the microphone."

Jiang Yunqi: "..."

Oh……

Jiang Yunqi pursed his lips, a little displeased.

The next second, Tiandao continued to speak: "Didi, di, di."

It's a familiar beep.

Jiang Yunqi suddenly raised his head.

Tiandao's mechanized and cold voice rang out in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Didi di, System No. 19018 is now issuing a mission. Yin Wuxu must be sent to the Immortal Lord Peak..."

"Now that the mission is released, Yin Wuxu must be sent to the Immortal Lord Peak..."

Jiang Yunqi's eyes widened.

"When?"

Tiandao paused, and then uttered two words: "Now."

Jiang Yunqi: "???"

"!!!"

Tiandao said leisurely: "Isn't it that System No. 19018 can't hold it in anymore? After this trip, maybe it will feel better."

Tiandao's words immediately made Jiang Yunqi's eyes light up.

I vaguely guessed what this mission was about.