Master dismantles CP with bare hands in the human world

The room was brightly lit, and Xie Minran was quietly reading a book in front of the desk with a scroll in his left hand.Seeing Mu Chu woke up, he put down the scroll in his hand, and there was a slight smile in his beautiful peach eyes: "Is it better?"

Mu Chu nodded blankly, blinked at Xie Minran, took a deep breath, and said softly, "How long have I been dizzy?"

"Not long, just one night."

"The sword test meeting..."

Xie Minran picked up the kettle, poured a glass of water, got up and handed it to Mu Chu: "It's in progress. The head is over there, I'll stay and take care of you."

Mu Chu took the glass of clear water, took a big sip, then got up and began to dress, while putting on his clothes, he said, "I'll pack up and go with you."

Xie Minran asked with some doubts: "Are you still going there?"

"go."

He must go, how could he be absent from the glorious moment when Jing Yuanda won the championship.

Mu Chu put on the inner three outer layers of white clothes, wrapped the black rattan "Yellow Spring" around his waistband as usual, and fixed the hair on both sides of the ears behind his head with white jade hairpins.

Afterwards, he and Xie Minran went to the arena of the Sword Trial Conference.

Su Ziyu was really surprised when he saw Mu Chu appeared in white clothes, "Why are you here? How are your injuries?"

Mu Chu took his seat at a fixed position, and casually said: "It's not in the way." When he saw the four people flying around on the ring, he was taken aback, and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you say it was a wheel fight? Why are you in the ring?" Are there four people?"

Su Ziyu moved closer to him, and replied softly: "Changed, it is said that someone raised this question on the last day of the Wanyantang greeting conference, saying that the wheel battle was not only time-consuming but also unfair, so it was changed to the current one." It’s a formality. I also went back to Misty to listen to the elders’ mention.”

Mu Chu: "..."

Everyone knew that he and Su Ziyu skipped the last day's greeting meeting.

Mu Chu pursed his lips and looked at the four people on the ring, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Because the plot in the original book has been changed.

According to the description in the original book "Oh, My Lord Demon King~", the final round of the sword test conference was a wheel battle arranged, and it was also in this wheel battle that Jing Yuan easily defeated the other three and finally won the championship. .

Mu Chu frowned and asked, "How is it now?"

Su Ziyu shook his head and sighed, "It's not very good."

Mu Chu's eyebrows twitched, he didn't ask any more questions, and concentrated on watching the last match.

He looked at the four people with sword energy and spiritual power on the ring seriously for a while, but his brows were almost twisted into twists.

But seeing Jing Yuan's footsteps on the ring are sloppy, his eyes are misty, and his fair face is covered with red clouds. When facing Qi Lian Zong Zhuo Dongsheng's attack, he couldn't dodge in time, and his shoulders instantly turned red.

Mu Chu's hand on the armrest of the chair almost broke the armrest.

How is this going? ?

Jing Yuanda's combat power shouldn't be so weak.

Even if the competition method is changed, according to the heaven-defying halo of the hero, he should be able to easily defeat them and win the leader.

What's up with him?Why do you look powerless?

Today Li Qingqi was finally able to get out of the crowd of disciples who were howling about the pain here and there, and took a rare free time to sit on the chair next to Mu Chu, looking at him with a smile: "Finally found out that something is wrong with your little disciple, right?"

Mu Chu turned his head abruptly when he heard the words, "What do you mean?"

Li Qingqi took the time to look at the four people who were competing for spiritual power in the arena, and said coolly: "He has been poisoned, it's a ghost if he is right."

Mu Chu stood up with a "huh" and said anxiously: "What poison!! How can a good one get poisoned!!"

Su Ziyu also had an expression of disbelief. Although he also felt that Jing Yuan's state was different from the previous two days, he never expected that Jing Yuan would be poisoned.

Li Qingqi raised his head to look at Mu Chu, with a serious expression on his face, "It's not a serious poison in him, at most it will make him have a high fever for three days. As for why he was poisoned? Heh, I'm afraid some people don't want him to participate. This is the final final."

Li Qingqi's last words made Mu Churu stunned by the lightning strike, his face was ugly, and his eyes turned black for a while.

It's fine that the original final format of the original book has changed, but now even the hero Jing Yuan has a problem! !

For the first time, Mu Chu felt strongly that the plot began to run uncontrollably like a wild horse running wild.

He pressed his temples and began to think calmly.

Who can Jing Yuan threaten now?

Who wouldn't want him in the final?

Years of experience in reading suspense novels gave him a keen sense of conspiracy.

Could it be the person who was defeated by Jing Yuan before private revenge?

This is a certain possibility, after all, something like human nature cannot be measured.

Meet the scorpion

But if Jing Yuan is unable to participate in the final, then the biggest beneficiaries are the other three who participated in the final.

Zhuo Dongsheng of Qilianzong...

He Yunlan from Misty Peak...

yùfable extension

The lonely sky of Bifang Temple...

Mu Chu glanced at the worried Su Ziyu. According to Su Ziyu's heartless and carefree personality, he would not do such a thing.

The rest are Qilianzong and Bifangsi, as well as someone hiding in the dark who was defeated by Jingyuan and wanted to take revenge...

Before Mu Chu finished thinking, Li Qingqi said calmly: "Your little apprentice was poisoned last night. He came to me. Unfortunately, although this poison is not a big deal, there is no antidote. As long as you survive these three days God, nothing will happen."

Mu Chu's mind was really in a mess at the moment, and his tone was a bit disturbed, "Since you know he is poisoned, why didn't you stop him from playing?"

Li Qingqi looked at his anxious look but smiled, raised his eyebrows and said: "I told him that even if he is in this state, he has no chance of winning. Guess what he told me?" Speaking of this, he Turning his eyes, he looked at Mu Chu with a half-smile, and said in a light tone: "He asked me if I had any way to restrain the toxin, and when I told him no, he asked me to hide it for him. Mu Xian Honor, I see that your little apprentice attaches great importance to winning or losing this final, as his master, do you know the reason?"

Looking at Li Qingqi's playful eyes, Mu Chu said "I don't know" stuck in his throat.

Some fragments flashed through my mind chaotically——

On New Year's Eve, the sound transmission kite he gave to Jing Yuan, the greeting was "I wish you the best in the sword test meeting."

At the beginning of the sword test meeting, he patted Jing Yuan on the shoulder, and vowed: "The leader is none other than you."

Then, it was Jing Yuan’s sentence under the moonlit night——

"Master, I will win."

Mu Chu suddenly felt a little out of breath, a thin layer of sweat broke out from the tip of his nose, his hands hanging by his sides were clenched tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

Su Ziyu patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "Brother Chu, don't worry, if you really can't keep going, it's fine for Jing Yuan to abstain. As long as he abstains, he will be finished."

Abstain?

Mu Chu never thought that one day the word "abstain" would be associated with the name Jing Yuan.

He took a deep breath, looked at Jing Yuan, who was covered in blood on the ring, and was in a trance, but still fighting hard, and said with some strength, "Can I abstain for him?"

Su Ziyu silently turned his head away, lowered his eyes and said: "There is an agreement in the sword test meeting. Once you play, unless you lose or abstain, the game will continue, and no one else can interfere."

Mu Chu's face was a little pale, and his tone revealed sadness and guilt: "Got it."

They sit back.The position is still the same as before, but the relaxed mood of watching the competition is no longer there.

Mu Chu took a deep breath, almost suppressing the infinitely expanding guilt in his heart, nervously looking at Jing Yuan who was crushed and beaten on the ring.

Jing Yuan's face was flushed with burns, his headache was about to split, his eyes were hazy, and double images even began to appear in front of his eyes.

His shoulders were bloody and bloody, and his body was scratched several times by the sword energy. With difficulty breathing, he looked at Zhuo Dongsheng who was rushing towards him with his sword in hand, but the long sword that hit him turned into four in his eyes. Five long sword phantoms.

He bit his lip to force himself to wake up, but his forehead was covered with sweat, he subconsciously went to look for the figure in white on the spectator stage, he had seen that place many times from the arena.Then, a white phantom suddenly appeared where there should be no one there.

He opened his eyes slightly, blinked, trying to see clearly——

Master!

It's Master!

Master came to see me.

A sliver of clarity suddenly appeared in his bewildered mind, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking at the long sword that hit his face directly, he let out a breath of turbid air, how could I lose here! !

I will win!

I will bring the spoils of war to him with my own hands, and listen to one more sentence——

"Well, great."

Jing Yuan held a long sword horizontally in front of him, and his blurred eyes suddenly became clear. He made a tactic with his left hand, and the barrier immediately stood up to block Zhuo Dongsheng's attack.

Zhuo Dongsheng didn't expect him to be able to catch his full-strength blow in this situation, and his face suddenly felt unbelievable.

After Zhuo Dongsheng's blow, Jing Yuanhua pulled away and flew away, keeping a distance from him, his eyes were cold, and he stood with his sword in hand.

Over there, Ji Kong slapped He Yunlan down the ring with a volley of palms, and the winner was already decided.

He Yunlan looked at Jing Yuan standing on the stage holding his sword, then at Zhuo Dongsheng and Ji Kong who defeated him, raised his eyebrows, put his sword back into its sheath, turned and walked to the viewing platform.

Zhuo Dongsheng and Jikong looked at each other, and then rushed towards Jingyuan at the same time!

Jing Yuan slowly raised his eyes and looked at the two men who were approaching him, a bloodthirsty red light flashed in his eyes, he saw that he formed a formula with his left hand, using the sword as a pen, and drew a magic trick in the air. The magic circle was shining with golden light, and it actually pressed straight towards the two of them.

When Zhuo Dongsheng and Ji Kong suddenly saw the magic circle, they both opened their eyes wide in horror.

Su Ziyu gasped even more, and stood up from the chair.

Many people on the viewing platform had the same reaction as Su Ziyu, and some people were still sitting in their seats, but they were fighting.

For a moment, everyone stretched their necks, looking at the glittering golden magic circle in shock.

Some even fell off the guardrail of the viewing platform because they were too shocked.

[The author has something to say: double update today, please collect it]