Paranoid villains attack me after dressing as a cheat

After saying that, Ming Qing glanced at Yin Wuxu coldly, turned around, and continued to be surrounded by a group of Immortal Palace disciples.

Jiang Yunqi looked at the man's back.

Can't help being a little envious.

Although Pei Xiaoyu is not a human being, even though the Taoists and Immortal Masters of the Ming and Qing Dynasties are not human either.

But it is undeniable that the three of them are still hugging each other for warmth.

Pei Xiaoyu has two elders who really do their best for him.

Being in a high position, even if it hurts himself and everyone else, he must let Pei Xiaoyu get good things.

Such a preference, whether it is right or wrong, will be envied by anyone...

Jiang Yunqi couldn't help but sighed softly.

Yin Wuxu also stared at Ming Qing's back for a while, then turned and left.

Baguio caught up with the two of them. She quickly followed Yin Wuxu and called out in a low voice: "Lord Holy Son..."

Yin Wuxu paused.

Turn around and look at her.

The indifference on Baguio's face had disappeared at this time, and only worry and sadness remained in her eyes.

She tried to see something in Yin Wuxu's eyes.

"Lord Holy Son, Uncle Ming and Qing asked you to host the competition just now. You didn't want to, but you were chilled by the Immortal Lord?"

She looked at Yin Wuxu eagerly, seeming a little nervous.

Jiang Yunqi instantly understood what Baguio was thinking.

After all, Yin Wuxu's move was to tell Ming and Qing that he did not care about the position of the Holy Son of the Immortal Palace.

However, in the eyes of Baguio and the five disciples from the Five Peaks who supported Yin Wuxu, the sky was falling.

Yin Wuxu naturally knew what Baguio was thinking.

Yin Wuxu just said lightly: "Baguio, these things are not mine."

Baguio suddenly froze on the spot, as if struck by lightning.

She smiled bitterly: "Lord Holy Son..."

Yin Wuxu said calmly: "You should be on the ring soon, go and get ready."

When Baguio heard this, the pain in his eyes deepened.

After all, although Yin Wuxu didn't go to this competition a few times, he dealt with a lot of things.

Compared with the useless Pei Xiaoyu, and compared with the Ming and Qing Dynasties who rushed to the shelves at short notice, he knew much more.

It is normal to be able to remember the competition between the disciples of the Five Peaks.

But from Baguio’s point of view, it’s even more sad…

However, after just a moment of daze, Yin Wuxu had already left with Jiang Yunqi, leaving only a slender figure behind.

Jiang Yunqi looked at Yin Wuxu's side face intently.

I can't describe what it feels like, it's very complicated.

The plot is about to begin, Yin Wuxu's suffering is about to come, but Yin Wuxu's transformation is also about to begin.

As the Holy Son of the Immortal Palace, Yin Wuxu has the qualifications to directly besiege the ancient secret realm.

But for the sake of fairness, we still have to participate in the competition.

When Yin Wuxu walked to his own ring, the place below was already bustling with activity.

Almost everyone gathered here.

There are hundreds of arenas in Dabi, and a match is going on on each arena. Usually, the bottom of each arena is full of people.

But now, except for Yin Wuxu's arena, everyone's arena is empty.

Jiang Yunqi saw Pei Xiaoyu standing in position C at a glance.

Pei Xiaoyu was standing in the crowd surrounded by a group of Immortal Palace disciples.

Those soft eyes looked at Yin Wuxu with a smile, but the resentment and coldness inside were not concealed at all.

There is also a bit of excitement and anticipation that is not easy to detect.

Ming Qing and the Immortal Master also appeared in high positions and could clearly see the whole process of Yin Wuxu's competition.

Countless eyes fell on Yin Wuxu, some were curious, some admired, but also indifferent and disgusted...

Coincidentally, those cold and disgusted looks came from Pei Xiaoyu's side.

Yin Wuxu's target for this competition was a young disciple of the Immortal Palace.

Against Yin Wuxu, the young disciple naturally had no chance of winning, and he knew that.

He just smiled bitterly, looked at Yin Wuxu respectfully and said, "Lord Holy Son, please show mercy."

Yin Wuxu pointed his toes, jumped onto the ring, and politely nodded to the young disciple: "Please give me your advice."

On the other side, there is a drum, and standing next to the drum is the referee of the competition.

He looked at Yin Wuxu and then at the young disciple.

He beat the drum hard and shouted loudly: "The competition begins."

Pei Xiaoyu said at the right time: "Senior brother, please be merciful."

He looked very weak and worried, as if Yin Wuxu was a murderous person, and he was very worried that Yin Wuxu would accidentally shoot someone to death.

And he was the good man who comforted Yin Wuxu.

Everyone looked at Yin Wuxu with a somewhat complicated look, as if he would really beat him to death.

The Immortal Palace disciple opposite Yin Wuxu glanced at Pei Xiaoyu gratefully.

Then he swallowed and turned his gaze to Yin Wuxu, feeling very nervous and frightened.

Jiang Yunqi could see that the disciple was not that scared originally, but he became scared after Pei Xiaoyu said that.

Should I say it or not, Pei Xiaoyu is really good at playing with people's hearts.

Jiang Yunqi asked Tiandao in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Tiandao, was Yin Wuxu's demonic aura leaked during this competition?"

Tiandao replied coldly: "Yes."

This word immediately made Jiang Yunqi's heart tremble.

He also swallowed nervously and looked at Yin Wuxu.

I also understood that this was indeed a game set by Pei Xiaoyu and the others. They must have spread something, otherwise why would there be so many people watching this competition.

Then, under the watchful eyes of so many people, Yin Wuxu leaked his demonic aura, and he could not get rid of his identity as a demon from now on.

At this moment, the cold voice of the Heavenly Dao in the Consciousness Sea sounded: "Didi, di, congratulations to System 19018 for successfully progressing to the plot of Yin Wuxu leaking the devil's breath. Please keep up the good work of System 19018."

Jiang Yunqi tugged at the corner of his lips.

Congratulations?

He glanced at Yin Wuxu and felt waves of pain in his heart.

The first one to take action was the Immortal Palace disciple. He wanted to fight quickly, so he directly rushed towards Yin Wuxu with his spiritual power.

Only then did Jiang Yunqi realize that the spiritual weapon held by the disciple of the Immortal Palace was actually a flag with countless violent auras and murderous intent on it.

As soon as this spiritual weapon came out, there was a sudden sigh from the crowd.

The discussion also reached Jiang Yunqi's ears.

"It's the Tianji magic weapon, the demon-suppressing flag..."

"I didn't expect this little disciple to have a demon-suppressing flag..."

Jiang Yunqi instantly turned to look at Pei Xiaoyu and the Ming and Qing Taoists.

Sure enough, I saw pride in their eyes.

They can manipulate the candidates for this big competition behind closed doors.

Obviously, they selected this Immortal Palace because this disciple has the Demon Suppressing Flag.

It is also possible that this demon-suppressing device was given to this disciple by them...