White Moonlight Rescue System [Quick Transmigration]

Sure enough, one of the disciples was the first to let out a muffled snort. Seeing that the formation was about to be broken, Lin Ce gritted his teeth and stepped forward to form the formation, sending a steady stream of spiritual power into it.

Seeing his actions like this, Xuan Hao's eyes were icy cold, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, obviously smiling, but it only sent chills down his back.

"Master, are you going against me?"

Lin Ce thought: I don't want to fight against you!It's just that I can't just ignore death!After all, you are considered the suzerain of these disciples, how can you just watch them being killed by you!

Xuan Hao's face was slightly angry, his eyes were filled with ice-cold anger, and the spiritual power in his body instantly surged, making the black robe flutter.

Lin Ce secretly thought that it was not good. He felt a huge pressure of spiritual power coming, which almost made him unable to hold on, but in the end he bit the bullet and gritted his teeth, gathering the spiritual power of his whole body into the sword formation.

But as time passed, he could clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body was rapidly depleting.

With a "click", there was an overwhelmed shattering sound from the sword array, and the cold sword was slowly cracked under the pressure of huge spiritual power.

Under the counterattack of the sword array, everyone in the Han Yunzong was blown away by spiritual power and flew three feet away, spitting blood, life and death are unknown.

Lin Ce's condition was a bit better. Lying on his side on the ground, he felt a dull pain in his chest and a buzzing in his head. Even his usually spotless white robe was torn by the sword energy, looking in a mess.

Xuan Hao passed the other people who were lying on the ground moaning continuously, his eyes never fell on them, as if they were just dead objects, but walked slowly in front of Lin Ce.

"Master, does it hurt?" Xuan Hao gently put his hand on his cheek and said softly.

Boss, you are talking nonsense!It hurts!It's killing me!Why use your hands to solve things that can be solved with your mouth!Don't you know that a gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move his hands!

Lin Ce was complaining crazily in his heart, but his face remained calm, holding back!Maintain your persona.

"Master, do you still remember what you said?" Xuan Hao had a faint smile on his mouth, but his eyes were cold.

Lin Ce's expression was blank for a moment, what to say?He said so many words, how do you know which one?

"Master is so forgetful." The smile on the corner of Xuan Hao's mouth gradually disappeared, as if he was trying his best to suppress his anger.

Hearing this, Lin Ce unconsciously turned his gaze elsewhere, his eyes dodged a little, what was the matter with this sudden sense of guilt.

Suddenly his chin was gently pinched by Xuan Hao, forcing him to look directly at him.

"Master." Xuan Hao sighed softly, "Didn't you promise to trust me?"

Lin Ce was startled. It turned out that this sentence was what he had kept in mind. Thinking of this, he felt a little complicated.

"Sect Master!" Yun Xiao struggled to get up, and said hoarsely, "Think about Han Yunzong. Do you really want to be with the devil?"

After finishing speaking, he coughed in a low voice, with a heavy panting sound like a broken bellows in his chest, and there was a large amount of blood stained on the front of his clothes, making him look in a terrible state of distress.

Lin Ce covered his face secretly in his heart, can you say a few words less at this time, didn't you see that Xuan Hao's face looks like he wants to eat people now?

With a slight movement of Xuan Hao's fingertips, his spiritual power gradually merged into a long whip, and he slapped Yun Xiao fiercely. Yun Xiao gritted his teeth tightly and refused to show weakness at all.

Seeing this, Lin Ce took his hand and said in a low voice, "I believe you."

Unexpectedly, saying this sentence at this juncture is obviously easy to be misunderstood as saying it to save Yunxiao. As expected, although Xuan Hao withdrew his hand, his expression was extremely ugly.

Looking at the cold anger in his eyes, Lin Ce couldn't help but feel fear in his heart, and then thought of Yun Xu's fate, he shuddered.

Seeing Xuan Hao's gloomy face, he slowly leaned over, Lin Ce instinctively raised the Qing He sword.

Speak well if you have something to say, don't touch your hands.

Xuan Hao looked at the sword pointing at him with a cold light, his eyes suddenly darkened.

I thought Xuan Hao would be apprehensive when he saw it, but he did not expect that he would stare at Lin Ce intently, and then slowly hug him into his arms.

Lin Ce opened his eyes slightly in disbelief. He clearly heard the sound of the clothes being pierced, and suddenly a faint smell of blood permeated the tip of his nose.

What's happening here?Lin Ce's mind went blank, and the two or three accidents that followed were tormenting his nerves.

"Master." Xuan Hao sighed softly in his ear, "I finally hug you."

After hearing this, Lin Ce almost couldn't help shaking him awake, can you stop being so extreme, you scare me so much.

Lin Ce was currently in Xuan Hao's arms in a completely confined posture, his body trembling slightly.

Xuan Hao then slowly opened the distance from him, and the sword was pulled out from his body, but he didn't feel the pain at all, and his brows had never been wrinkled, if it wasn't for Lin Ce who really smelled the blood He would suspect that he was hallucinating.

Xuan Hao casually glanced at his wound, and then said: "Let's go."

Lin Ce had question marks in his heart, why did he suddenly start chasing people away?What the hell kind of operation is this?

But seeing Xuan Hao stand up, with his hands behind his back facing him, he obviously didn't want to see them again.

Lin Ce looked at his back and hesitated to speak. After his identity was revealed, he would not be able to return to Hanyunzong no matter what, and the separation was a matter of course.

Suppressing the sourness in his heart, Lin Ce struggled to get up and help Yunxiao up. To be honest, he was actually a little surprised that Xuanhao was willing to let Yunxiao and the others go, but that was good, so he would not have to spend a lot of time .

Xuan Hao's eyes were tightly closed, as if trying to endure something.

The disciples of Han Yunzong suffered heavy casualties, and few survived. Lin Ce followed them and made a sword formula. The Qinghe sword made a sound of swords and flew to him.

Lin Ce stepped on the sword firmly, and couldn't help but look back at Xuan Hao at the end, and saw him standing there alone, with a lonely back.

Finally, with a sigh, he turned his head and left cruelly.

Xuan Hao's eyes were tightly closed, and he slowly opened them after hearing that there was no movement around him.

"My lord." After a burst of black mist, the gray-clothed man reappeared in place, with his head bowed and his eyebrows raised, with a respectful expression.

"Protect him."

"Yes. The man in gray responded.

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Xuan Hao said in a cold voice, "Speak up if you have something to say."

The man in gray hesitated for a while, then said in a deliberate tone, "If the Lord really likes him, why did you let him go?"

Xuan Hao's face darkened: "Who said I will let him go."

"Then why..."

Xuan Hao sneered and said: "Although that person Yunxiao is annoying, he is right in saying one thing, that is, my existence will only shame the self-proclaimed righteous Hanyun Sect, and as the master of Hanyun Sect, Master, so It will also hurt his face, the best way is for me to be stabbed by him personally, to separate the relationship between each other, so as to block the mouths of everyone, but this does not mean that I will let go. "

He paused for a moment, and a cold arc appeared on the corner of his mouth: "He and I will rest until death."

"Yes." The man in gray lowered his head, not daring to say more.

six months later—

A teahouse in Jinzhou, the human world,

The storyteller patted Xingmu with a snap, and said, "Last time, I told you that the devil with a green face and fangs, who was eating flesh and blood, was enjoying himself. A golden light came from the sky, and the bell rang. It turned out that Master Yunxu had arrived , the reason is to let that monster be captured."

"Speaking of this, I have to mention the relationship between Master Yunxu and the devil. The devil mixed into the Han Yunzong in the early years, and somehow won the favor of the real person. He became the chief disciple, and the real person treated him very well. , who would have thought that what would happen later.”

"Let's take the case of Jinling City as an example. How many lives were killed by the devil, and the real person who lost money went out in person, saying that the devil was naturally unwilling to be captured without a fight. In the end, he was defeated by a real person, which shows that since ancient times, evil has always been victorious, and the devil was forsaken by the law of heaven and abandoned by the righteous way. It can be said that he deserved this fate."

As soon as the words fell, the room was silent, and the storyteller took a sip of tea contentedly and planned to continue, when suddenly someone in the audience said loudly: "Everyone is familiar with these, why don't you tell me some rare things about the devil!"

As soon as he said this, his companion echoed: "That's right! For example, Mr. Qishan's affair." After saying that, the rest of the people burst into laughter

The storyteller was humiliated, and glared at the person who spoke at the beginning with an unkind expression, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and said in a clear voice: "Speaking of romantic affairs, this old man remembered something, do you know what the devil said?" Who is the sweetheart?"

Seeing everyone's bewildered expressions, the storyteller stroked his goatee, narrowed his eyes, and said triumphantly, "It's his master—Reverend Yunxu."

As soon as the words fell, someone in the seat made the sound of spouting tea, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silence of the room.

The storyteller was provoked again and again today, and his temper was very impatient. Hearing this, he couldn't help but look around and saw two men sitting in the corner. The younger one had a baby face and was viciously stared at the storyteller.

On the other side, the young man was wearing a white robe with dark cloud patterns embroidered on the hem, and a green jade pendant on his waist.

"I don't know what offended this old man, why is this brother like this." The storyteller said displeased, the rest of the people were watching a good show, and they all waited with bated breath, the expressions on their faces were more excited than when they heard the book just now.

The author has something to say: soon the master will meet with the apprentice