Xianzun, your magic weapon has escaped again

Because Mu Chongzi didn't resist, Bai Xingyuan seemed to be greatly encouraged, and the kiss became even crazier. Mu Chongzi couldn't even breathe for a while, his face turned red, so that when the temperature on his lips suddenly left, he turned sideways suddenly. Panting excessively, unable to speak for a while, a cloud of gold stars dangled in front of my eyes.

Bai Xingyuan's eyes were fixed on him, looking at his slightly red and swollen lips, and the skin exposed from the skirt of the clothes that was scattered because of the passionate kiss, her eyes darkened instantly.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes abruptly, pulled his arms away from him, rolled over and got off the bed, turned his back, and tried his best to calm the restless blood.

He was afraid that if he continued watching, something that he could not control would happen.

It's not time yet, and he can't scare him.

Mu Chongzi finally got over her breath, and when she saw Bai Xingyuan's movements, she was startled and felt a little helpless.

They are all adults, and he will not understand what he is doing.

It's just... a little distressed.

If he doesn't accept him for a day, will he just bear with this intense emotion that can't be vented?

He doesn't hate his kisses, nor does he reject the possibility of falling in love with him. After all, Bai Xingyuan is really good to him, and he likes him very much, but if he is in love with him...

It always feels a bit worse.

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows with a headache and let out a breath.

Let it be, if things go on like this, maybe one day, sparks will really spark between them.

He sat up slowly, straightened his loose clothes and hair, saw that the atmosphere was a little awkward, and took the initiative to speak: "Fu Ye Mojun is still alive, he told me...no return."

Bai Xingyuan was shocked all over.

He turned around suddenly, looked at him with complicated eyes, moved his lips again and again, but never said that sentence.

Mu Chongzi didn't care too much, she just smiled lightly and said, "I'm bewitched, and I'm the Lord of No Return. If I'm not mistaken, the time I walked with him was when I became bewitched?"

Bai Xingyuan was silent for a while, then nodded with difficulty, "Yes."

Mu Chongzi said "Oh" and smiled, "So, I really had a very wonderful life before, I was a fairy and a demon, and finally became a weapon spirit, I am more and more curious about it. What the hell happened..."

Bai Xingyuan pursed her lips tightly, looked at him with deep eyes, and said nothing.

Mu Chongzi shook her head helplessly, "Okay, let's not talk about this, I will naturally know when I recover my memory, the important thing is the current matter."

He straightened his face, and said, "Yanhuai Prefecture is Fu Ye Mo Lord. Elder Shui Qing was either the one who did it, or Jun Mian. The most urgent thing now is to inform Folun Mountain about Fu Ye Mo Lord, and..." He paused and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

Bai Xingyuan was silent, and said: "It's exactly an hour."

Mu Chongzi turned over and got off the bed, said: "Yun Ji should be back soon, I'll go find him, you go and tell the people in Folun Mountain."

Bai Xingyuan still stood where she was, not saying a word or moving.

After putting on her shoes, Mu Chongzi looked up at him, startled, "What's wrong?"

As soon as Bai Xingyuan stretched out her hand, the pillow on the bed moved slightly, and a wisp of black aura slowly floated out, it was demonic aura.

"He has been here before and planted the magic energy into your pillow, so your consciousness was absorbed into the small world by him." Bai Xingyuan crushed the magic energy with one finger, with a cold face, "He It seems that he has stepped into the realm of Hedao, not much different from me, so he was able to break through my barrier and enter the house to take away Jun Mian. I don’t know where else he has planted demonic energy. Half of his targets are you , I can’t leave your side until I find him.”

He paused, and his tone sank slightly, "Including the night."

Mu Chongzi thought it made sense at first, and was listening carefully, when she suddenly heard such a sentence, she instantly remembered the crazy kiss just now, and her face suddenly turned red.

He said quietly: "You can delete the last sentence."

Bai Xingyuan added coldly, "This is the truth."

Mu Chongzi sighed, "Okay, it's up to you, what should we do now? Find Jun Mian or inform the people at Folun Mountain?"

The moment his words fell, there were footsteps outside the door, and then a familiar voice said: "Xianzun, I have found Jun Mian."

The two people in the room looked at each other, Mu Chongzi got up and sat on the chair, and opened the door with a wave of his sleeves.

Yun Ji stood outside the door, and behind him was Jun Mian with a gloomy face, his head was slightly lowered, and his expression could not be seen clearly. His whole body seemed to be dripping in a sea of ​​blood, and there was a layer of cold murderousness looming on his body.

Mu Chongzi was taken aback, "He is..."

Yun Ji chanted the Buddha's name and lowered his head in shame, "Amitabha, I am ashamed to trust the abbot. The little monk found him outside the room of the abbot Lianjia, and the abbot Lianjia..." He paused, shook his head and sighed, " Injured by the demon, unconscious."

The faces of both of them changed.

Mu Chongzi suddenly stood up, "Who did it? Have you found the murderer?"

Yun Ji shook his head, "No, now the Daguang Dharma Hall is in a mess, please come with me."

The two naturally agreed.

On the way, Mu Chongzi asked about what Bai Xingyuan had talked with Lianjia before he left. Bai Xingyuan simply said, "It's nothing. Putting pressure on you to agree to their request, the abbot Lianjia couldn't hold on and called me to the town. Soon after I went, I felt Tianqinglian calling you, saying that your consciousness was unstable, so I hurried back until They were fine when I left."

As he spoke, he glanced at Jun Mian.

First, it was about Elder Shuiqing, and then about Abbot Lianjia. Every time, Jun Mian was there, and it was the first time I could trust him. This is the second time...

Yun Ji also felt his scrutinizing gaze, with a bitter look on his face, and said: "The little monk has already asked him, but he didn't say anything."

Bai Xingyuan's eyes were slightly cold.

Mu Chongzi shook his head and said, "Go and see the abbot first."

Jun Mian kept her head slightly lowered, one hand was being pulled by Yun Ji, her face was as heavy as water, her eyes occasionally flickered past Yun Ji, a murderous intent appeared in her eyes, and she quickly retracted.

The group soon arrived at the Daguang Dharma Hall.

Here is the same as in the morning, there are many people around the inner and outer floors, similar to the last time. As soon as Jun Mian appeared, he was immediately glared at by many people.

Shui Yun, the lord of the Cold Water Palace, took a step forward, looking straight at Jun Mian coldly, "Honorable Immortal, may I ask, what was the demon cultivator doing when the abbot fainted?"

Bai Xingyuan didn't intend to cover up for him, she looked at Yun Ji.

Yun Ji smiled wryly, stepped forward and said, "He's... outside the abbot's room."

Everyone "hissed" gasped, not daring to blame Bai Xingyuan for being unfavorable in guarding, all eyes fell on Jun Mian, and the murderous intent in the eyes could pierce him right through.

Yun Ji subconsciously took a step forward to block in front of him. Although his figure was thin, it blocked most of his eyes.

The crowd began to criticize in a hurry.

"Yun Ji, you were forced to cultivate the Great World Wheel Heart Sutra, we can tolerate you, but now you keep supporting this demonic cultivation again and again, don't blame us at Folun Mountain for not allowing you!"

"You monk, why don't you distinguish between right and wrong? It is already a certainty that he is the murderer. Do you want to tolerate him continuing to commit crimes?"

"Yun Ji, you are confused! You have been confused by this demon!"

"Take down that demon for me!"

Yun Ji's face sank, and he put his hand holding the staff on the ground heavily. There was a loud "boom", and the staff was directly inserted|inserted into the ground. As soon as he lifted his hand on the mask, he was about to release the seal. The obsessive side is released.

At this moment, Jun Mian suddenly raised her head, and put one hand on his arm, stopping his movement.

He skipped Yun Ji in front of him, looked straight at the people not far away, and said indifferently: "I didn't do the abbot."

Everyone's voice fell silent, and then laughed again and again.

Shui Yunwei mocked, "It wasn't you, what did you go there for?"

Jun Mian said: "I went to discuss with him, and the abbot gave me some advice. After I went out, I heard a strange movement inside. Before I made any movement, Yun Ji arrived." He looked around at the people around him, his voice Plain and without waves, "I know this sentence looks like an excuse, so I didn't say much, but if you want to embarrass Yun Ji, I won't allow it."

His eyes searched among the crowd, settled on Mingkong, and smiled coldly, "Master Mingkong, you and Elder Shuiqing are not clear, the day before the ceremony, Elder Shuiqing just died, I remember that the same thing happened thousands of years ago. Someone was involved with Master Yunji. That person also died the day before the puja, and he died from a staff held by Master Yunji. The time, the same way, the same is about to succeed the abbot, that person loves Master Yun Ji deeply, but what is the relationship between you and Elder Shui Qing?"

He quietly added: "I heard that people who have a relationship with others cannot succeed the abbot, what does the abbot think?"

Ming Kong's face changed slightly, but it was only for a moment. He quickly adjusted his expression and said calmly: "We are just ordinary pilgrims, and there is no ambiguity."

Having said that, several people started to look at him strangely.

Shui Yunwei also glanced at him suspiciously, before speaking, Lian Yinzhuo stood up, glanced at Mu Chongzi's direction faintly, and said lightly: "Since you said that you heard the sound from the outside Rang, the abbot is a cultivator of Transformation God, the only one who can hurt him is Transformation God, maybe... there are other demon cultivators."

There are several magic cultivators in Folun Mountain, but there seems to be only one Demon Transformation Demon Cultivator.

Mu Chongzi immediately felt the gaze of several eyes.

He smiled coldly, and before he could speak, Bai Xingyuan took a step forward and said lightly: "I should have said, if you challenge my patience again, I don't mind destroying the position of the Patriarch." He emphasized his tone , said word by word, "Lian, home, master!"

He didn't call his second uncle, but directly called Patriarch Lian, which had already shown his attitude to a certain extent.

Lian Yinzhuo was startled, looking into his murderous eyes, realized for the first time that he was not joking, he was serious.

If he is persecuted again, he will no longer care about blood relationship and the grace of upbringing.

He will do it directly.

His lips moved, but in the end he didn't say the words behind, and slowly backed away.

But Lian Qingye beside him couldn't help it anymore, and whispered: "Patriarch, Xiao Fan..."

Bai Xingyuan's eyes turned cold, and she directly raised her hand to blow out a burst of cold air. Lian Qingye didn't even react, her neck was already covered with a layer of white ice crystals.

He covered his neck in shock and opened his lips again and again, but he didn't make a sound, as if his vocal cords were completely frozen.

"If you can't speak, you don't need to make a sound." Bai Xingyuan said, "Or if you don't want to live, then I can take you to see your mother."

Lian Qingye suppressed the panic and anger on her face, clutched her neck and retreated, not daring to say another word.

But these actions felt like they were trying to cover up, people who didn't really believe what Lian Yinzhuo said were a little bit convinced, and everyone's eyes fell on Bai Xingyuan, waiting for him to give an explanation.

Bai Xingyuan's face was indifferent, he looked around, and said only one sentence: "The person who took Jun Mian away was Fu Ye Demon Lord, he is still alive, I saw it with my own eyes, and he is in Mount Folun."

Then the whole crowd exploded in an instant!

"The Demon Lord Fu Ye? Is that the Demon Lord Fu Ye?"

"How many Fuye Demon Lords are there? That's it!"

"My God! He's still alive!"

"Hiss! How many murders did he commit back then? He wiped out at least twenty sects of the Immortal Sect, and all the sects were wiped out. He is so cruel, yet he is still alive? Didn't he say he was killed by the Lord of No Return?" ?”

"Hey! They're all demon kings, how could it be... hiss!"

"To shut up!"

Bai Xingyuan knew about this situation a long time ago, so it was not surprising.

He didn't say it before because he didn't know whether Jun Mian was the murderer or what he did. He wasn't interested in defending a suspect who refused to speak, but since he had spoken out, he would naturally not remain silent.

He said indifferently: "Jun Mian's cultivation is only up to Nascent Soul, the abbot is Huashen, he is just a suspect, not necessarily the real murderer, but from the point of view of cultivation, Lord Fuye is the most likely murderer, of course, For the sake of fairness, Jun Mian needs to be taken down first." He turned his eyes and looked at Ming Kong again, "There is also this mage."

Mingkong nodded indifferently, his face showed no abnormality at all, "Amitabha, the poor monk can bind himself, no need to bother."

All the monks in Folun Mountain looked at him worriedly and reverently, and then turned their angry eyes to Jun Mian—if it wasn't for the murderer's interference, how could their Master Mingkong be involved?

Jun Mian's expression changed, and she involuntarily took a step back when she saw a group of monks approaching slowly with staffs in front of her.

Yun Ji immediately stood in front of him, with the mask off his face, a face that was half Buddha and half demon, extremely strange.

Bai Xingyuan looked at Jun Mian, and said calmly: "Come behind me, I won't make things difficult for you, but until this matter is resolved, you have to make a prison and don't leave my sight."

But Jun Mian shook his head, "I didn't do anything, and I can't stay here. There is no place to keep people here, but there is a place to keep people. Yunji, let's go!"

Of course they couldn’t get away, a large group of people chased after them in an instant, but at this moment, a black pill-like thing flew out of nowhere in midair, and “boomed” amidst everyone’s suspicious gazes. There was a bang, and the dense black magic breath spread all over the sky in an instant. It was so thick that it blocked the consciousness and blocked the sight. Everyone was in an uproar for a while. They could only chase in the direction of Junmian based on the memory just now, but A scream suddenly sounded in the dense fog.

"Ah! Someone! Someone is taking the opportunity to kill! Who?"

"If I hadn't dodged quickly, the sword would have reached my neck just now!"

"Demon Breath! It's the Demon Cultivator! The Demon Cultivator is killing people! That murderer, Jun Mian!"

"Where? Go!"

"Ah-! My hand! No!"

There were screams, and the strong smell of blood gradually permeated, making Mu Chongzi suddenly think of the deep sea of ​​bones and blood in the small world of Yanhuai Prefecture.

Bai Xingyuan firmly protected Mu Chongzi behind him, looking at the dense black mist in front of him, his brows were furrowed, he flicked his sleeves lightly, and the icy cold air gushed out instantly, dispelling most of the black mist in front of him, but gushed out again Quite a few, as if they were deliberately released after being saved for a long time.

This strength is definitely not much different from that of Bai Xingyuan.

Mu Chongzi's face was not very good-looking, "It's Yanhuai Prefecture."

Bai Xingyuan held his hand tightly, her mandibles were tense, she stared vigilantly at the demonic breath that was constantly gathering and dispelling in front of her, and said: "I can completely expel the demonic breath, but I'm afraid that he will expose it rashly. After being irritated, he really wanted to kill. He has so many ways to kill, I can't stop them all. If there is no accident, it will turn into a sea of ​​blood. Now he should be just playing, and he hasn't taken it seriously yet. Senior brother, what do you want me to do? Do you want to do it?"

Mu Chongzi shook her head, "Take your time."

He suddenly felt a low-pitched laughter sounding in his ears, and someone touched his waist suddenly, which made Mu Chongzi shudder, his scalp was numb, and subconsciously, a burst of purple fire waved towards that side. Passed over, and with a "boom", it was empty.

Bai Xingyuan also sensed that someone was approaching, followed by a sword glow, and there was a "thud" sound, and a faint smell of blood wafted - it hit.

Bai Xingyuan's face was as cold as water, and she was about to catch up and take advantage of the situation to kill, but was held back by Mu Chongzi.

He pointed in one direction and said, "Look over there..."

Bai Xingyuan subconsciously followed his line of sight, and was startled for a moment.

In the looming mist, stood two people.

Yun Ji firmly stood in front of Jun Mian, blocking all the wands and attacks coming from nearby, but he was only one person after all, and it was already very difficult, while Jun Mian behind him was unscathed.

Jun Mian stood quietly behind him, looking at Yun Ji's generous back, his eyes were like deep waves undulating, and countless murderous intentions rolled up in an instant.

He stared at Yun Ji's left chest, and approached slowly step by step.

The sword in his hand was dripping with blood, which flowed all the way as he walked.

He wants to kill him.

The place where the gaze falls is also exactly where the heart is.

Just like the staff that pierced through his chest from behind thousands of years ago.

He clearly remembered that the staff was still held in Yunji's hand not long ago, and even the decoration on the top of the staff was exactly the same.

It was stained with his blood, so red, so cold.

It was so cold that he turned into a ghost and shivered.

So cold.

he thinks.

The weapon is cold, but the heart is even colder.

Yun Ji, Yun Ji, are you so cruel?You can kill and silence, can you do it too?

Such a big bloody revenge, I must avenge it, and avenge it with my own hands.

He was not reconciled, he was not reconciled to just die like this, he worked so hard to get out of the sea of ​​blood hell, he had to do what he was supposed to do!

He's going to find him, and then...

Jun Mian slowly raised her hand, her eyes fell on the back of his heart, and she raised her sword...

There was a flash of light and shadow in an instant, and a gloomy sword light flashed out from the black mist.

"Pfft" sounded.

Yun Ji suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the whole person froze there, unable to move.

A long sword pierced the chest of the person in front of him, and blood dripped all over the ground.

Jun Mian stood in front of him, smiling, "Finally...let me...save you again..."

Then his legs gave way and he fell slowly to the ground.

Yun Ji turned pale with fright, waved away the wooden stick stretched out in front of him with one sleeve, and quickly stepped forward to embrace the man who was about to fall to the ground. Looking at the bleeding wound on his chest, his face was as pale as paper, and his whole body was trembling with fear , It was as if he had returned to the despair he had when he was holding Lian Jun's body thousands of years ago.

He frantically covered his wound with his hands, and said incoherently: "You hold on, I... I'll find someone to save you... The Immortal Venerable can save you, he is in the realm of the Dao, yes, definitely can... "

Jun Mian smiled faintly, and slowly raised her eyes to look at the person standing not far away.

The black magic breath dissipated slowly at some point, and the chaotic crowd also fell silent.

Quiet as a chicken.

They quietly looked at the extra person in the field, all of them were horrified, their faces were all pale, and some even knelt and sat on the ground with weak legs.

The man was dressed in red, with a feminine and handsome appearance, holding a blood-dripping sword in his hand, and a cruel and bloodthirsty smile on his mouth.

I do not know when several people fell down on the ground. They were all crippled and bloodstained. Some people even had hundreds of scars on their bodies. They were so bloody that they were almost unrecognizable.

However, he is still alive.

Fuye Demon Lord Yan Huaizhou... No, he should be called Jiang Hongyin.

The son of the patriarch of the Jiang family, a giant of the demon clan who inherited the blood of the demon clan thousands of years ago, single-handedly wiped out the entire Jiang family, including his biological father, when he became an adult.

So cruel, so bloody, killing is his hobby, and it is an ordinary daily life for him.

Jun Mian looked at him, and laughed with a "huh", "I said, I won't allow you to hurt him."

Jiang Hongyin also smiled, and smiled softly, "You don't have the right to ask for it. Your life was originally resurrected by me."

Naturally, Yun Ji also saw him, gritted his teeth, and tensed his mandible instantly, "Fu, Ye, Mo, Jun!"

Every word, as if chewing the name in his mouth, chewing it to pieces, his soul flew to pieces!

Jiang Hongyin didn't care at all, the corner of his mouth curled up, his smile was extremely distorted and perverted, "It's so pitiful, tsk tsk! Your Jun Mian is dying soon, look, he is going to die again."

Yun Ji's eyes were bloodshot, but he didn't want to give him any more eyes. He quickly lowered his head and looked at Jun Mian, his expression froze for a moment, "I sensed your killing intent, I thought...you would do something to me, and repay that A stick of revenge, I have been waiting for that moment to come..."

He smiled bitterly, "That's what I owe you, and I deserve it, but why...you...you get hurt again..."

He leaned over and hugged him tightly, moved his lips again and again, and finally called out the name after a thousand years, "...Mr. Lian."

Lian Jun smiled lightly, "Yes, I want revenge. I was betrayed by you and died. No amount of revenge is too much."

Yun Ji closed her eyes and smiled bitterly.

However, Lian Jun took a deep breath, lifted his upper body abruptly, and grabbed his collar tightly with one hand, so hard that his veins were bulging. "I just want to see if it's the damn Great World Wheel Heart Sutra that is powerful, or the feelings that I accompany day and night are strong. You are mine, and you will be mine until death. What the **** Great World Wheel Heart Sutra, let's go! "

Yun Ji was shocked.

Lian Jun seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and lay back as if exhausted, because of the hoarse scream just now, blood continued to flow from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care, just smiled faintly, and said in a weak voice: "Kill you, I really think, it’s just... the incident between Ming Kong and Shui Qing... touched memories and aroused anger, I never thought... I really killed you..."

Yun Ji slowly opened his eyes, the eye sockets were filled with moisture, heartache and regret were mixed together, there was some more intense emotion struggling fiercely in the depths, trying to break through the shackles and regain freedom.

He took a deep breath, slowly raised his head, and stared at Lord Lian closely. His gaze was right and wrong. The devil's aura swelled all over his body, the Buddha's light was mighty, and his breath was extremely unstable. The boundaries gradually began to merge.

A trace of distorted excitement flashed across Jiang Hongyin's face. He was about to raise his sword and stab Jun Mian a few more times to speed up the change, but before he could move, a bright sword light flew towards him, interrupting his movement.

Bai Xingyuan finally made a move at the last moment.

It wasn't that he didn't want to save Jun Mian just now, he just wanted to prevent Jun Mian from attacking Yun Ji. The sword was already in his hand, so he just waited to swing that sword away. When he arrived, he had already lost his chance.

Seeing that their situation was wrong, he didn't make a move for a while, but Jiang Hongyin really couldn't bear it anymore when he asked Lord Thorn Lotus again.

This man is a complete pervert!

He waved his sleeves, a warm yellow halo flashed in front of him, and he released the bright light from the small world. Before he could see the surrounding situation clearly, he pointed to Jiang Hongyin and asked, "Back then, I broke into the Merman Palace to plant demon seeds for you." Is it him?"

Following his words, Mingdeng subconsciously looked at Jiang Hongyin, and what he saw was a tragic red, which made him tremble all over, and subconsciously screamed: "It's him! It's definitely him! It's him out of ten!"

His voice was a little shrill because of the excitement, and Jiang Hongyin's head was throbbing with screams. Impatient for a while, he just flicked his sleeves, and a strong devilish energy waved straight towards the lamp.

If this is implemented, it is guaranteed to be destroyed.

Bai Xingyuan was about to block the sword for him, but before he could do it, a huge shadow suddenly fell in the sky, and a black dragon claw descended from the sky, firmly holding the bright lamp in the claw, the magic breath met The dragon claw was directly wiped out by the black scales on the claw.

Then, another huge dragon claw suddenly fell down, and after a deafening "boom", there was a black dragon claw more than ten meters high in front of him.

A person was firmly stepped under the dragon's claws.

Jiang Hongyin.

He was slapped into the ground by a black dragon claw that fell from the sky.

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