Everyone is crazy about it, the magic cultivator is reborn into the love brain script

Jiang Xuan had no idea what those ruthless people did in the illusion. He just heard the sound of the illusion breaking, and then a gust of wind blew his hair into a mess.

Jing Yuming turned his back and held Jiang Xuan in his arms.

She leaned her head out to see that the three people from Yuanshan Sect had all escaped from the illusion.

Senior Brother Chu Xian held his senior and junior brothers by his left and right hands. Gu Ye was still crying and thinking that he was a weapon cultivator and it was a disgrace to his family. Senior Brother Wan was in a daze and hadn't figured out the situation yet.

"Thank you very much"

Chu Xian's both hands were occupied, so he could only lower his head slightly to signal, and his back was still straight even though he was so tired.

Jiang Yuanke looked at the only seedling in his sect who had not grown up astray with great satisfaction, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Thank God, their Yuanshan Sect finally had a reliable disciple.

Rong Jue took light steps and leaned out of the illusion for the last time, crushing the last piece of the illusion in his hands with great ease.

Jiang Xuan heard an old man's cough and sigh mixed in the wind, but it was quickly blown away and could not be heard clearly.

OK, I killed the stone leader of Xuanyue Sect again.

Reward yourself and go back to sleep!

"As expected of the Wuqing Dao, it's amazing, thank you!"

Jiang Xuan said this perfunctorily and then yawned, resting his elbow on the hilt of Bai Yushu's sword, his whole body crooked.

"Now that we are here and it is late at night, why don't you just rest here?"

Rong Jue's dark hair was illuminated by the fish belly white rising from the horizon.

Jiang Xuan lied with her eyes open, and her disciples were completely used to it. Only a few disciples of the Merciless Dao looked at her twice more.

"Okay, no problem, just leave us an inner hall for meditation."

Rong Jue replied in a gentle voice. Bai Yushu and Pei Muqing each took a step forward and sandwiched Jiang Xuan to block him tightly.

Jiang Xuan: "What?"

She didn't understand what happened to her two senior brothers.

The eldest brother gently grasped Jiang Xuan's wrist and said, "Junior sister, you are a little tired. Go back and rest early. I will arrange the room for Wuqing Dao."

Jing Yuming's eyebrows were curved, her skin was as white as ice, and her eyelashes looked light and slender in the morning sun.

Yes, it’s her handsome, kind-hearted and reliable senior brother!

Jiang Xuan was so dazzled by lust that he was blinded by Jing Yuming's coaxing him back to his room to rest with just a few words.

Song Biechen and Chen You came together, saw it clearly, and both clicked their tongues at the same time.

After Jiang Xuan's door was closed, Jing Yuming turned around and smiled with narrowed eyes. The shadow cast by his tall nose covered the color in his eyes.

Although the disciples of Wuqing Dao had no emotions, they all felt a chill rising from behind.

Three direct disciples of Suiyi Sect stood in front of them, each smile more fake than the last.

Rong Jue could also feel that these disciples probably didn't like him very much.

Liu Rumo opened his folding fan to cover the lower half of his face and did not intend to stop it.

Somehow, he felt that Jing Yuming was doing the right thing.

"Brothers, please move on."

Jing Yuming stepped aside tactfully to make way. Rong Jue took a deep breath and followed behind him.

The places where the disciples rest are maintained by magic arrays, and there are small paths connecting the various sects. They are winding and you will get lost if you are not careful.

But Jing Yuming was familiar with the route, and he led Wuqingdao and his group to the rest stop in a short while.

Pei Muqing saw the location of the mark clearly and chuckled.

It is true, Senior Brother, the gentler a person appears on the surface, the more ruthless he or she will be.

"The other four sects don't have inner halls that can accommodate us. I'm afraid I'll have to inconvenience you brothers to rest here for a while."

The plaque on the door of the rest area clearly read "Xuan Yue Zong".

The disciples of Wuqing Dao had just ruined the illusion of their former leader and turned around to their territory to rest. It would be strange if the Stone Leader did not take the opportunity to take revenge.

Bai Yushu held the sword and felt that his cognition was impacted.

This is a ruthless move. Once the Wuqing Dao people come into conflict with the Xuanyue Sect, won’t it be natural to recruit them into the group?

He felt that he had probably spent too much time with Wan Lingyun during the competition, and he would never be able to come up with this plan even if he spent ten lifetimes.

Rong Jue had a calm expression and said nothing. He just bowed slightly and led his disciples into the inner hall.

Jing Yuming watched from afar as the door of the inner hall closed. The sky above the hall dimmed, and the gentle and polite smile on his face just now turned into a cunning gloom and disappeared in his eyes.

The more people Xuanyue Sect offends, the more allies Suiyi Sect will have. By then, if one of them kicks him, even the Golden Palace will be flattened.

The three senior brothers from Suiyi Sect clasped their hands in satisfaction, watching the chaos in the hall among the disciples of Wuqing Dao, and then turned around and left in a leisurely manner.

Jiang Xuan had a good sleep in her room. When she opened her eyes, Liu Rumo was sitting beside her bed with a kind face.

Jiang Xuan: "...Um, Master?"

Liu Rumo slightly raised her hand to cover her eyes, and her sleeves blocked most of the sunlight that was slanting in from the window.

It was afternoon, and even though Jiang Xuan had just had a nap, he still felt sleepy again.

Liu Rumo touched Jiang Xuan's forehead, his tone relaxed and calm.

"People of the ruthless path are not as simple as they appear. I, your teacher, would like to remind you to be careful."

Jiang Xuan was suffocating in his sleeves and hummed indistinctly as a sign of agreement.

Wuqing Dao is good-looking, and both of them are innocent, like the boys under the seat of Guanyin. However, he was able to forcibly separate from the world of cultivation and set up his own sect in Zhongcui Mountain, so he must be someone who is not to be trifled with.

Just because they don’t have emotional ups and downs doesn’t mean they won’t take action.

From the polite and courteous look on Chu Xian’s face when he came out of the illusion, it was clear that people of the ruthless path were probably all incredibly powerful.

"Oh, you..."

There was a smile in Liu Rumo's tone, and he poked Jiang Xuan's forehead under his sleeve without much force.

When he bombarded Zhongcui Mountain, he had fought with Rong Jue. Although the opponent was only in the late Nascent Soul stage, his strength was much stronger than other Daoxin disciples.

Jiang Xuan has no other shortcomings except that he is not afraid of death.

If you clash with Wuqingdao, you won't be afraid of this advantage and may not be able to gain any advantage.

It was precisely because of this that Liu Rumo was somewhat worried about the long and strange time that Jiang Xuan and Rong Jue spent staring at each other.

Jiang Xuan turned over, rolled in his sleeves, hugged the pillow, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After coming to the world of cultivation, she became more and more sleepy. When she was in the demon world, she could not sleep well even if she was stuck in the dungeon for ten days or half a month.

She almost thought she had trouble falling asleep, but now she realized that it was simply because the environment in the demon world was too bad.

Oh, that’s okay, it’s all Shen Xiuyan’s fault.

This night was very tiring for the disciples. Except for Wan Lingyun, who was still confused and stuck in the first level of the illusion, everyone went back to their rooms and rested for the whole day.

Shen Wenqu's sword was taken away, which caused the sword competition to be postponed, and everyone also had a rare few days off...

No, it doesn’t seem like it’s a “rare” holiday.

After Jiang Xuan came to the world of cultivation, he messed up all the competitions, with the competitions being postponed every now and then.

But every holiday is not a complete rest.

Things just kept coming to Jiang Xuan one after another. Previously, Shen Wenqu and Ying Huai came to question him, and two days ago, two ambulances from the Demon Realm drove to Suiyi Sect in succession. He couldn't hide even if he had a day off.

Jiang Xuan was enjoying a relaxing afternoon nap when he suddenly had a bad feeling.

She sat up from the bed with a somersault, which scared Liu Rumo who was sitting next to her. He got down to the window frame and looked out in a daze.

"What? What's wrong?"

Liu Rumo looked over and saw a peaceful and quiet scene outside the window. Bai Yushu had nothing to do and was practicing sword in the courtyard.

"Tsk... I feel something is wrong, my heart is itching"

"Tickling?"

Liu Rumo tapped Jiang Xuan's back with his folding fan, "Is it uncomfortable here?"

Jiang Xuan tilted his head, unable to put his finger on what was going on in his mind, he always felt something was odd.

All the disciples have been rescued, is there anything left to be done?

When I came to compete, there seemed to be two other people who came with me...

"His father's"

Jiang Xuan cursed under his breath.

"Where are Shen Xiuyan and Lou Qiren?"