Master Xiao thinks about those years

The sky is bright and the breeze is blowing.

Yan Chen slowly opened his eyes amidst the rustling leaves, and what caught his eyes was a hard chest, his newly opened phoenix eyes were covered with mist, Yan Chen stared at the chest in front of him for a while, and for a moment Afterwards, recalling what happened last night, his body trembled, and the mist in his eyes completely dissipated.

Fu Nian seemed to be in a deep sleep, and the hand on his head fell down at some point.

Yan Chen gently moved away the loose hand, escaped from Fu Nian's arms, and sat on the hay, feeling a little dazed.

Why did he fall asleep yesterday?

Yan Chen remembered that his mind was in chaos last night, and it was supposed to be a sleepless night, but he didn't expect that he fell asleep in the end.

Yan Chen Subai pressed his forehead with his fingers, feeling that he was not awake, raised his eyes and subconsciously glanced to the far right, only to find that Meng Huan was no longer there.

"Did you go shopping for a robe?"

Thinking about what Meng Huan said last night, Yan Chen guessed like this.

After concentrating for a moment, he put down his hands, straightened his clothes, stood up from the ground, intending to get out of the cave to get some air.

As soon as the person reached the entrance of the cave, there was a sound of hurried footsteps.

"Search carefully! The master said, we must find that evil animal named Fu Nian!"

"Look here and there!"

The mighty voice was obviously Shangyu's disciple, Yan Chen frowned, and stretched out his hand to cast an invisibility spell on the entrance of the cave.

Yesterday, Meng Huan added a barrier to the entrance of the cave. The barrier is so powerful that it can prevent the spiritual breath from leaking out.Now that he casts the Invisibility Curse again, Shang Yu's disciples should not be able to find them in a while.

After this accident happened, Yan Chen retreated back into the cave and sat down against the cave wall.

Because of what disciple Shangyu said just now, Yan Chen couldn't help but think of Gu Changyan.

There are twelve immortal masters teaching apprentices, Yan Chen is only familiar with Qingyu among these twelve immortal masters, therefore, he only has a vague memory of Gu Changyan, that is silence.

During the few meetings he had with Gu Changyan in his previous life, Gu Changyan was silent.He is extremely quiet.But Yan Chen heard from Lin Shuanghan that although Gu Changyan didn't like to talk, his cultivation was extremely superb, and he was outstanding among the twelve immortal masters.

Based on various impressions, Gu Changyan can be summed up in one word: calm.

A calm personality and superb cultivation are both necessary qualities for the head of Shangyu.

It is only logical that Gu Changyan can become the new head after Lin Shuanghan.

But for some reason, Yan Chen always felt that something was wrong with this person.

Is it a coincidence that the old man Gao framed Fu Nian, and Shangyu's people just came to Jinshui Town?

Yan Chen looked back at Fu Nian, who was in a coma, and frowned deeply.In the shadows, it is like a net, and those who cast the net stand in the open, but they cannot escape.

Let it take over...

Outside the forest, Jinshui Town.

The corpse has been disposed of, and disciples of Shangyu are guarding everywhere in the town.

The people in Jinshui Town were turned upside down overnight. Such a drastic change has already attracted countless people from outside the town to watch.

At that time, Meng Huan was walking in the town and wanted to go outside the town to buy two clean clothes for Fu Nian and Mo Qing. Before he arrived at the entrance of the town, he saw a group of people blocking the entrance of the town and looking around.

Shangyu's disciples stood guard in front of the gate with their swords in hand, while the crowd discussed and sighed in front of the Shangyu's disciples.

"Oh, what a nice town, why did he die like this..."

"Immortal, you must punish that traitor Fu Nian properly!"

"Yes, Immortal, this talisman really deserves death..."

……

"Don't worry, my duty for the rest of my life is to quell the rebellion. This time, the leader has ordered the search for Fu Nian. As long as we find him, we will definitely not let him go!"

Suddenly, a disciple in white spoke uprightly.

The masses were moved when they heard the words.

"Sure enough, you are worthy of Piaomiao Immortal..."

"Thanks to Shang Yu for protecting the Quartet..."

"Thankfully..."

The words were mixed, words of gratitude came from afar, and Meng Huan, who was standing in the distance, couldn't help but clenched his hands hidden under his wide sleeves.

"Brother! Look, isn't that Meng Huan? He and Fu Nian are in the same group, and now I can't find Fu Nian, maybe he knows?"

A disciple screamed, and the crowd raised their heads to look at Meng Huan.

With scorching eyes, Meng Huan glanced forward and felt a wave of resentment. Everyone looked at him with hatred and resentment in their eyes. The eyes of these people gleamed with red blood, wishing they could turn into sharp knives and cut him open.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Meng Huan's expression was cold, he said nothing, he clenched his fists and walked forward expressionlessly.

"stop!"

With a yell, Meng Huan continued to walk towards the entrance of the town, as if turning a deaf ear.

The crowd had nowhere to vent their anger, and Shang Yu's disciples had always been admired by others, so Meng Huan's disdainful attitude completely annoyed the crowd.

"Hey! I'm calling you! Traitor!"

A disciple in white took a step forward, domineering.

Hearing this, Meng Huan's footsteps stopped abruptly, he raised his head, his usually warm eyes were covered with frost: "I'm not a traitor, keep your mouth clean!"

"Oh! You still don't admit it, you Yexingyuan people are so shameless?"

"That's...Meng Huan, you were the one who betrayed Shangyu back then, why don't you even dare to tell the truth now?"

"Hahaha... In my opinion, he regrets following Fu Nian!"

"Tsk tsk, Master Qing Hui has a good character, why did he teach two such apprentices..."

"boom!"

The blue whip hit the ground fiercely, and Meng Huan stood in the dust, his expression cold: "Don't... insult my master!"

"Oh, insult? If you want to say insult, I'm afraid you've tarnished the name of Daoist Qinghui? Look at what you and Fu Nian have done, do you have any face?"

The disciple standing in front looked mockingly, and gestured to the crowd as he spoke.

The townspeople of the village standing behind were full of anger and had nowhere to vent their anger. Seeing that Meng Huan wanted to make a move, they spurned them one after another.

"This is the running dog of that rune? They are all a group of people, and they must not be innocent!"

"Maybe he knows where the talisman is! He just keeps it secret!"

"That's right! He has to be captured alive! Can't let him go!"

"Don't let him go!"

…………

The public outrage was strong, and the crusades continued one after another.

Meng Huan stood in front of the crowd, his face remained frosty, but he tightly clenched the long whip in his hand.

Seeing this, the leading disciple of Shangyu showed a satisfied smile, raised his head, and looked at Meng Huan with disdain: "Meng Huan, it seems that I have to invite you back to Shangyu for a seat."

Meng Huan's eyes darkened: "Don't force me to do it."

"Stop talking nonsense! Today you must capture you alive!"

"Come on! Take him down!"

The leading disciple Shangyu gave an order, and immediately a disciple stepped forward with a sword.

"Today... I want to see if you can walk!"

Swords are on the verge of breaking out, ready to fight.

The three disciples of Shangyu moved forward holding their swords, while Meng Huan's five fingers turned white, and he tightly grasped the long whip in his hand.

"Stop me!"

With a sharp yell, a long white sword landed in front of three Shangyu white-clothed disciples.

When the sword entered the ground, the sound of Zheng rang.

The three Shangyu disciples looked up and their expressions changed.

"Brother Shu!"

As all the disciples spoke in unison, Shu Yao, who was dressed in white, landed in front of them.

"Senior brother Shu, we respect you as Immortal Master Qingyu's proud disciple, but if you act now, could it be that you want to cover up the traitor Meng Huan!"

Disciple Shangyu who just spoke looked at Shu Yao with a cold and aggressive smile.

Shu Yao didn't say much, he directly raised the long sword stuck on the ground and flew out, the sword intent was carrying the killing, and he moved forward swiftly, the disciple of Shang Yu had no time to stop him, he was so frightened that he was sweating coldly, he was thinking secretly, but he saw the long sword flying In front of him, he deliberately turned a corner, and landed firmly in front of his toes.

"Shu Yao, you will kill your fellow disciples!"

That Shangyu disciple's eyes were red, and his face was filled with the resentment of the rest of his life. Shu Yao glanced at him and sneered, "Mu Yi, it is a taboo for Shangyu to arrest people without authorization. I am the first disciple of the immortal master, and I just hurt you today." , and it should be taken for granted!"

"you--!"

Mu Yi gritted his teeth.

Shu Yao raised his eyebrows: "Why, you are not convinced?"

"Humph!"

Mu Yi couldn't compete, snorted impatiently with a cold face, and walked away.

Facing Shu Yao, the other disciples of Shangyu also retreated respectfully to the side.

Shu Yao put away his sword, raised his foot forward, and explained to the crowd beside him: "Everyone, the matter has not been clarified, just now..."

"You don't need to pretend to be kind!"

A cold and harsh words suddenly rushed in, Shu Yao's eyebrows were slightly startled, he turned his head, and saw Meng Huan behind him holding a long whip with a frosty expression on his face.

Shu Yao's eyes froze, paused for a few seconds, said nothing, and continued to turn around and explain to the crowd.

Meng Huan didn't want to look at Shu Yao again, put away the long whip in his hand, and walked forward coldly.

"Meng Huan!"

Not long after he left the entrance of the town, a familiar voice chased after him.Meng Huan recognized who it was, and continued to walk forward with a cold face.

"Meng Huan! Are you with Fu Nian!"

With a hasty inquiry, Meng Huan's feet stopped, and he turned his head to meet Shu Yao's searching eyes: "Whether I'm with him or not, does it have anything to do with you?"

The voice mocked, like ice.

Shu Yao's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he choked for a moment. He had lost his usual arrogance at that time, and after a moment of silence, he finally spoke again: "Fu Nian is now a thorn in everyone's eyes. Last night, the head of Shangyu found a way to subdue Fu Nian." Read it, if you are with him, you are an accomplice, so... are you with him?"

"Want to know so much?" Meng Huan looked at the person in front of him and smiled, "Then let me ask you, why are you lying?"

The sound fell to the ground, and there was a long silence.

After a long time, Meng Huan turned around with a sneer: "Then you have nothing to do with me."

The bleak autumn wind blows, and the chill enters the heart.

Outside the town, the sky was overcast with clouds, as if it was going to rain.