Is my master a villain?Don't worry, I'll show it off first

Wan He's nose felt sore and he tried to open his eyes wide, but the things in front of him still became blurry.

"Stop talking, okay? I don't even know what you're talking about?"

It's strange, she understands so little about things, why does she have such a strong sense of empathy?

"Okay, let's not talk."

Yu Nuan looked at her and showed a relieved smile: "What is your name now?"

"Wanhe..."

"It doesn't sound good. What was your previous name?"

"Juluo..."

"It doesn't sound good either... Zixi is the best!"

Seeing Wan He going crazy again, Yu Nuan smiled and said, "Aren't you going to test the poison on me?

I want to taste that spicy rabbit head..."

Wan He looked forward, and Yu Nuan took a bite of the rabbit head: "I haven't eaten anything with flavor in 3 years..."

"Your senior brother is really good at his craftsmanship..."

"You are still the same as before... you are the darling of the division..."

"They treat you well...you deserve it..."

The sounds next to her became weaker and weaker. Wan He didn't look back. She couldn't see clearly what was in her eyes. Shu Si let out a cry in the air, which she thought was a mournful cry.

"Zixi...this time this rabbit head...

it is true……

It’s poisonous^”

The sound dissipated into nothingness, and she flew into the distance for a few seconds, with bits and pieces scattered behind her. They were the spiritual points transformed by Yu Nuan's obsession, falling on the mountains and rivers, and merged into the river.

When Zixi, Baiyuan, and Yunuan meet again, they meet as weeping willows by the river. When they meet again, they meet as snow-covered peaks. When they meet again, they meet as green cypresses on green mountains. When they meet again, they meet as rugged ravines...

The story of the Empress of the Wilderness and the Shura God of War is not long, and it is not difficult to tell. They met with blushes and ended with jealousy...

Wan He wiped his face with a dull expression, picked up the rabbit head that Yu Nuan had chewed, and took a big bite of the meat: "Nonsense, it's obviously not poisonous, and it's still very fragrant..."

She wiped her eyes quickly, and some of the moisture disappeared as her sleeves moved away, and her eyesight became clear again.

"Huh? What is this?"

Where Yu Nuan was originally crooked, there was a string of shining bracelets, a jade bracelet with two circles set together. There were a few jade stones scattered next to it, all of equal size and polished.

She couldn't tell whether the texture was good or bad, so she picked it up and rubbed it. The warm and cool touch made her mentally refreshed.

As if recalling the happiness of childhood, Wan He was immersed in it.

After several calls, she opened her eyes.

The spiritual energy in front of him fluctuated violently, and Wan He saw the will-o'-the-wisp of the Xuan Ming ghost burning blazingly below.

"Quick, Sisi, fall down!"

Wan He stepped on the ground with his feet, black smoke was rising everywhere on the ground, and the originally dry desert became even more unbearably hot under the scorching flames.

She didn't know what form the mysterious ghost took, and she saw no trace of it.

"Elder brother?

Fifth senior brother? "

She called out several times, but Yan Zhong and Yan Yi were nowhere to be seen, but their spiritual power continued to spread.

"Be careful--"

The will-o'-the-wisps on the ground suddenly waited for an opportunity and struck Wan He's back vest.

Wan He was taken a few meters away by Yan Yi who appeared out of thin air, and Yan Zhong's sword chased the will-o'-the-wisp.

"Are you hurt?" Yan Yi spun her around in a circle. Wan He quickly shook his head. Yan Yi looked up after checking her: "Why are you disobedient?"

"Fifth Senior Brother, that is the Xuanming Ghost. We can only trap it. Its blood is too thick. Even if we have seven babies on a vine, we can't kill it.

On the contrary, you will be injured and others will pick it up! "

"What do you mean, not to kill it?"

Just as Wan He was about to nod, there was a muffled groan from Yan Zhong.

"Oops, senior brother..."

The two of them chased after each other, but there was no sign of Xuan Ming Yougui. Yan Zhong was lying on the ground, his face pale.

Wan He immediately fed him a Gushen Powder: "Elder brother, adjust your breath immediately and don't use spiritual power!"

Yan Zhong said in a deep voice: "Be careful, it will attack by surprise."

Wan He nodded, stood up, and looked at everything around him with sharp eyes. Yan Zhong was a great disciple of the Kunlun Snow Region, and he was one of the top masters among the many disciples of the cultivation sect. In a head-to-head encounter, Xuan Ming Ghost might not be able to injure Yan Zhong like this so quickly. .

But it can change shape, making it difficult for people to guard against it.

Suddenly, her feet sank, and half of Wan He's body was hurriedly dragged in. Yan Yi flew over and pulled her up. The flying sword followed, and Yan Yi led her to land on the flying sword.

Wan He said anxiously: "No, senior brother is still on the ground!"

Yan Yi said quickly: "Stand here and don't move!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already fallen to the ground and quickly ran towards Yan Zhong who was meditating and adjusting his breath.

Wan He narrowed her eyes, and the tree behind Yan Yi suddenly fell down. She sealed her seal together and used a method to hit the cow across the mountain. The tree flew out, and a ball of fire fell quickly on Yan Yi's face.

"I didn't expect you, a beast like you, to have wisdom!" Wan He suddenly shouted: "Xuan Li, go!"

Wan He waved his hand, and a light flashed in his palm. Xuan Li's figure surged. Before it could rush over, a string of bracelets shining with white light flew out with her movements, as if they had eyes, and they landed just in time. In that fire.

"Ahhh-"

There was a rough and dull voice, and a white skull head immediately appeared in the fire. On its head was the bracelet that had just fallen out.

The bright white light of the bracelet increased dozens of times in an instant. It twisted its neck in pain, but could not shake the bracelet away. It was like a tight spell on Sun Wukong's head. Instead, as it struggled, it became embedded deeper and deeper.

Wan He clicked his tongue. Unexpectedly, Xuan Ming Yougui only had one head and looked a bit ugly.

When Fu Zhu heard the sound, he poked his eyes out of Yan Zhong's sleeves. When he saw the appearance of Xuanming Ghost, he rolled his eyes: "Ah, this is the most ugly thing I have ever seen!"

"Ahhh-"

Xuan Ming Ghost screamed unconvinced, but the bracelet was a seal, locking its form firmly. It could not change into anything, nor could it run away. It could only hang in place and struggle in pain. As the will-o'-the-wisp gradually It goes out, and it gradually loses its disguise.

Finally, it fell to the ground with a "snap", and smelly blood kept spitting out of his mouth.

Presumably it was the blood sucked by the group attack that initially hurt the disciples of Kunlun Snow Region and Leiyin Sect, or it could also be the blood of those monks who were sneak attacked before.

Xuan Li was scurrying around, trying to swallow the Xuan Ming ghost several times, but without Wan He's order, it could only hint, hint, and hint.

Yan Yi knelt down and glanced at the bracelet on Xuanming Ghost's head. The light of the bracelet would increase or decrease according to the strength of the ghost's resistance. Now that the ghost was honest, its light was no longer as dazzling as before.

"Why do you have the Nirvana Bracelet?"

Wan He couldn't explain clearly: "Fifth Senior Brother, I said this was left behind by a beautiful witch after her death. Do you believe it?"

"Leave it to you?"

Wan He scratched his head: "I don't know if it was given to me. It was put on Sisi's back..."