Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother

Wen Jing squatted down in the silent woods, scratched the ground with a dry branch, and waited for half an hour.

In the original text, Duan Xuan died earlier than Liu Qianmo and others, and no one figured out how he fell into the Dao of Demonic Cultivation.What did Jun Yanzhi go to his residence in the middle of the night while his master was away?

Maybe something happened tonight.

Wen Jing doesn't know what Duan Xuan likes to eat and drink, nor his routine, but Jun Yanzhi doesn't necessarily know.If he smeared a drop of blood on Duan Xuan's wine glass...

Suddenly, a figure silently appeared from the darkness at the door.

Wen Jing watched motionlessly, Jun Yanzhi lowered his head, and flew away expressionlessly, like an eagle in the dark night.

With a "snap", the branch in his hand suddenly snapped off.

The caves of the peak masters of all ages were guarded by formations, but Duan Xuan refused to live in Lu Zhen's residence, and chose this remote stone house to sleep at random.In this way, the defense has been reduced by more than half.Moreover, according to what Liu Qianmo told He Ling in private, Duan Xuan had always neglected to take care of himself, "somewhat self-defeating".He has at most set up a barrier in the room, but it may not be able to cover everything.

At least, there is no enchantment around the residence.

Wen Jing wandered around most of the night like a wandering spirit, restless and tangled into a twist.

How could Jun Yanzhi really attack Duan Xuan?No matter how bad the master was, he still taught him the "Fengchun Zhenjue", not to mention the cultivation and teaching to him for many years.

Why did he sneak into Duan Xuan's room secretly in the middle of the night?Even if it wasn't for the purpose of killing people, but he could secretly manipulate his master, so what would happen to others?

Something happened to Mo Shaoyan a few days ago, if something happens to Master again...

After practicing sword for two hours distractedly, it was already noon before I knew it.Wen Jing walked back to her room in a daze, lay down on the bed, and stared blankly at the roof.He once made a solemn oath to Jun Yanzhi of "never betrayal". Now it seems that he may have expected this day at that time.

But now the person who betrayed is not himself, but him!

There was a faint throbbing pain in his heart, and he struggled unbearably, Wen Jing sat up suddenly.

Be sure to ask Jun Yanzhi for clarification.

In any case, Jun Yanzhi owed him an explanation for their relationship for so many years.

Wen Jing lifted the quilt and got out of bed like a gust of wind.

Suddenly, the alarm bells rang in his mind, and the system issued a series of piercing calls.

"Attention the host! Provoking the devil head-on is a suicide act! Repeat, it is a suicide act! The defense system does not allow the host to make such an act!"

Wen Jing's face was cold, and he ignored it.

"Host, please be careful! The host's residence has recently been set up with an invisible barrier, and entering and leaving will attract the attention of the devil!"

Wen Jing suddenly stopped at the door: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"The existence of the invisible enchantment did not threaten the safety of the host before."

Wen Jing looked around panting, as if a blunt knife was slowly cutting in her heart, causing a dull pain.

He is limiting his movements.

Jun Yanzhi had long been suspicious of him, regarded him as a prisoner, and watched his every move closely.How is this different from Lu Yunfei back then?

If he wasn't guilty of being a thief, he would need to do this?

Wen Jing's heart was numb, and she couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or sadness.

The system has confirmed that Jun Yanzhi is a demon cultivator. Mo Shaoyan went crazy half a month ago and almost died. Now Jun Yanzhi has set his sights on Duan Xuan again, controlling his actions...how much evidence is needed before he can use it? Only when you can see clearly with your own eyes can you wake up?Do we have to wait until someone dies at Huishi Peak?

Wen Jing took a deep breath.

Up to now, it's meaningless to talk to Jun Yanzhi so much, the master must know about it.

Every day he tolerated this person, the lives of his master and senior brothers were in danger.

The alarm rang, but Wen Jing didn't care about anything, and flew towards Duan Xuan's residence.

He has to wait at Duan Xuan's door until Master comes back!

The warm winter sun hangs slantingly in the sky, and the breeze is sandwiched by the drifting snow, which is icy and cool, and blows to the face.Looking from a distance, in front of Duan Xuan's stone house stood a dark gray figure with disheveled hair, standing beside the cliff, looking down.

Wen Jing galloped to speed up.

The figure heard Wen Jing's voice from a distance, frowned and turned his head slightly: "What are you in a hurry for? Slow down!"

"Master." Wen Jing did not dare to disobey, slowed down and landed lightly one foot behind Duan Xuan, not daring to get too close to him, "Master is back."

Duan Xuan didn't look back, as if he had expected it long ago: "Foundation established?"

"Yes."

Duan Xuan didn't make a sound, looked at it for a long time, and finally came back to his senses: "Wait."

He put down a word coldly, turned around and entered the stone house, and came out again after a while, holding an old book with yellow leather and white edges in his hand.The book was quite old, bloodstained on the cover, and the pages were torn.

"This is the "Yiyang Sword Art". Although there are only three moves, its power is not trivial..." He explained for a while and then felt annoyed, and said briefly, "In short, if you practice it to the highest level, its power is not as powerful as the "Withered Wood Sword Art" It’s too far away. Your comprehension is not enough, but your grasp of sword energy is pure, let’s practice this one first, I won’t be able to find the others for a while.”

Wen Jing took the dilapidated ancient book, lowered his head and said, "...Thank you, Master."

"How did you practice 'Qingsong Guidance'?"

"Not yet, I haven't achieved any success yet."

Duan Xuan immediately lowered his face, as the storm seemed to be coming, but he held back at the last moment and pressed his lips tightly.

"Student must step up his practice. Master doesn't need to worry about it." Wen Jing's hair stood on end, his scalp was numb, he raised his head, and his heart started beating wildly, "Master, I'm here today because I have something to report to Master."

"what's up?"

Wen Jing said calmly: "Master may find it hard to believe what I'm going to say... Please listen patiently, Master."

"Say."

"Master, my disciple was wandering in the mountains last night, but unknowingly came to the master's residence. The master was not there last night. I hid in the dark in the forest, but saw a person enter the master's room while it was dark."

Wen Jing looked at Duan Xuan calmly.He didn't need to report everything about Jun Yanzhi, he just needed to make Master be wary of this person, and he achieved his goal.

Duan Xuan frowned tightly, and glanced at the man in Tsing Yi flying in the distance.

Unconsciously, Wen Jing took a deep breath and said, "The moonlight was clear last night, and this disciple could see clearly. That person is none other than Senior Brother Jun!"

Duan Xuan half-closed his eyes, his eyebrows twisted into a rope: "You said Yanzhi sneaked into my room last night?"

"Yes, master! This disciple dares not lie." Wen Jing looked at Duan Xuan sincerely, fearing that he would not believe him, so he struggled and said, "One more thing, when disciple went to Hengtianmen with Senior Brother Jun, he Every day in the middle of the night, I have to go out to practice swords, disciple..."

Halfway through the speech, Wen Jing's body trembled suddenly, and a faint aura appeared behind him.

He turned his head immediately, only to see Jun Yanzhi standing five feet away behind him, looking at him indifferently.

With a "snap", a tight string in my brain broke.This person actually hid his aura just now!

He was furious, turned his head to look at Duan Xuan, and said anxiously: "Master! Everything the disciple said is true. Master must search the room up and down, and he will definitely find evidence..."

Duan Xuan said coldly: "I don't know what you mean by these words. I closed my eyes and rested in my room all night last night. I didn't go out. If someone comes in, I must know."

Wen Jing opened his mouth, his lips trembling slightly: "...Master was there last night?"

"I didn't go out all night."

Wen Jing frowned: "This... then last night I..."

"You framed your brother Jun, why?" Duan Xuan's face was dark and cloudy, "He went out to practice swords in the middle of the night at Hengtianmen, worked hard, and couldn't accompany...Are you unhappy?"

Halfway through, he closed his mouth like a mussel, his face flushed slightly.

"I'm not unhappy, Master, he has bad intentions at all—" Wen Jing hastily argued.

"Nonsense, what kind of problem did you have with your senior brother, can you even talk nonsense about 'bad intentions'?" Duan Xuan was a little annoyed, and a small whirlwind gathered in his hand, "What kind of character is Yan Zhi? I don't know?"

"Master! You—"

Seeing that the whirlwind was about to fall on Wen Jing, Jun Yan took a step forward and pulled him behind him, and calmly said to Duan Xuan: "Master, the disciple and the younger brother have had some troubles recently. The younger brother is angry with me, so You just sued me in front of the master. This is all the disciple's fault. Please master allow the disciple to take the disciple back and have a good talk with him."

Duan Xuan put away the whirlwind in his hand, and said with a straight face: "Take care of the conflicts between the two of you, and don't cause trouble everywhere. Lock him in the room for three months, not allowed to go out, and concentrate on practicing swords."

Wen Jing shouted angrily when he heard the words: "Master, listen to me! Leave me to anyone, don't—"

"Yes, I understand." Jun Yanzhi grabbed Wen Jing's sleeve and interrupted him calmly, "Junior Brother, come with me."

"No, no, no..." Wen Jing staggered and was dragged away by Jun Yanzhi, anxious and frightened, goosebumps all over his body burst out one by one.

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With a "bang" sound of closing the door, the big turtle on the bed suddenly raised its head, looking at the person thrown on the bed in bewilderment.The bed suddenly sank, undulating unsteadily, accompanied by Wei Wenjing's flustered and angry voice.

"Jun Yanzhi, you hypocrite! You have the guts, let's fight outside!"

Jun Yanzhi stood by the bed, his face was as elegant and calm as usual, but there was a gloomy look on his face: "Junior Brother, please speak clearly if you have something to say."

"Where did you go last night?"

Wen Jing crawled to the other side of the bed, but Jun Yanzhi calmly grabbed one of his ankles, his strength was neither light nor heavy, but it was enough to drag him to his side: "Junior brother, what do you know?" ?”

The slender fingers brushed across his chin, and pinched it like iron pliers.Wen Jing couldn't turn his face away, and was forced to look into Jun Yanzhi's deep eyes. His hair stood on end in fear, but he said bravely, "I know everything."

"Know what?"

Wen Jing glared: "Know everything!"

Jun Yanzhi's calm voice contained anger ready to unleash, as if he wanted to swallow people without leaving a trace: "So you sue me to Master."

"Who told you to kill Master!" Wen Jing growled angrily.

With a "chila", there was a chill on the chest, the clothes were torn apart without mercy, and Wen Jing was pressed tightly on the bed.

"Jun Yanzhi! What are you going to do!" The mouth was tightly covered by someone, and the tongue was raging in his mouth like venting hatred, making it difficult to breathe.Wen Jing pushed him away, anxious in his heart, and punched the man who restrained him.

The punch seemed to have no effect, but the tongue was pulled out of his mouth.Jun Yanzhi's face turned blue, he lowered his head and said slowly: "You can try beating me up again."

Both wrists were immediately pressed on the bed with true air pressure, as if it was not a hand that bound him, but a chain made of thousand-year-old black iron.

"Jun Yanzhi, kill if you want!" Wen Jing cursed angrily, "You'd better cut off my hands and feet, or I'll beat you to death!"

Jun Yanzhi lowered his head and looked at him calmly, took off the cyan headband with his right hand, and lightly tied Wen Jing's hands on the head of the bed: "This is a treasure made from the silk of a third-order monster. , and may not be able to break free."

"You!" Wen Jing was too angry to speak.The greasy tongue stuck into his mouth again, and the belt was hooked lightly, and it fell off immediately.

"Jun Yanzhi, think about it clearly, what is the point of doing this!"

Jun Yanzhi didn't answer, and calmly took off his outer and middle clothes, leaving only a set of obscene clothes hanging loosely on his body.He looked at the struggling teenager, lowered his head and bit his lips.

There was a clear bite on the lips, and the tongue drove straight in, wantonly invading his mouth, simple and rough.

Wen Jing was bitten so hard that she couldn't speak, and it took a long time to turn away her cheeks, and said coldly: "Jun Yanzhi, don't destroy the friendship between you and me for so many years."

Jun Yanzhi buried his head in his shoulder and said softly, "That's right, so many years of friendship."