After passing through the book, he will be a backer for the poor villain

In the early morning of the second day, Chu Xi and Wu Qing were still there, and he was so sleepy that he could barely open his eyes. Chen Sheng and Qin Chao were already waiting downstairs, after having breakfast, they set off for Wushan.

Chen Sheng has such a temperament, he babbled about his own speculations along the way, obviously he was scared out of his wits a few days ago, but now he analyzed clearly.

"If you want me to say, it's love killing. Otherwise, ordinary hatred can't dig out your heart. Could it be that the head of Wu owed a romantic debt when he was young..." Halfway through the sentence, Chen Sheng suddenly closed his mouth and narrowed his eyes. Looking to the side, whispered:

"Isn't that Xiao Chen?"

Only Qin Chao looked in the direction more cooperatively, followed by the two monks who robbed them of the room yesterday.

Qin Chao said: "The Yunxiao faction and the Wushan faction have always been at odds, and I'm afraid it has some other purpose."

Although Xuan Qing talked less on weekdays, she did not say nothing. Chen Sheng was puzzled, so he leaned forward and asked:

"Brother, didn't you have a good rest last night?" The head of the sect didn't seem to have a good rest. Sure enough, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. It must be because of the Wushan faction.

Xuan Qing subconsciously glanced at the person in front, her mood fluctuated, and said coldly: "Hurry up!"

Chen Sheng had already gotten used to Xuan Qing's temper, so he continued to chatter in spite of himself, and for about half an hour, there was a faint smell of blood in the wind.

Rows of corpses were parked in front of the gate of the Wushan Sect, wrapped in white cloth, not all of them were complete corpses, they looked gloomy and murderous, and all the disciples of the Wushan Sect who were outside rushed back. There were more than 30 or [-] people left, wearing white mourning clothes, linen and filial piety.

The once glorious sect is still alive today.

Both Chen Sheng and Qin Chao had seen the Shura field with their own eyes, and now the bloody massacre scene of that day appeared in their minds again, and their stomachs were overwhelmed, and they finally held back not to vomit out on the spot.

"Meet the sect master!"

Xie Qingyin and four disciples came out from the gate of the Wushan School, followed closely by other Wushan School disciples kneeling on the ground with red eyes.

"Meet Master Chu!" One of the disciples choked up and said loudly:

"The demons are so insane that they slaughtered all my Wushan sects, I beg Tianqing Peak to be the master of my Wushan sect!"

Chu Xi and Xinxia sighed: "Xianmen will not stand idly by about Wushan sect's affairs. There are three important matters right now."

"First of all, the Wushan faction didn't really destroy the sect with you here. Before the death of the Wushan sect, the head of the Wushan sect temporarily passed on the position of sect master to me, a disciple of Tianqing Peak, Chen Sheng."

Chu Xihe turned his head to signal, and Chen Sheng on the side immediately nodded, and took out the token on his chest to prove his identity.

"The second thing is about the artifact. Now that the demons are making trouble again, the Sun and Moon Mirror is related to the common people in the world. If the Wushan faction is killed, all the immortal sects will work together to protect the artifact."

In fact, he just said that in the open, that the Sun Moon Mirror will attract people from all walks of life to snatch it, and in the end the artifact went wrong, and the male protagonist Xie Qingyin was identified as the master.

Naturally, Wushan faction disciples have no objection. Today's Wushan faction has already lost the ability to protect the artifact. Chu Xihe continued:

"The third thing is the funeral of your Wushan faction. All the immortal sects will come to help you with a large number of people to rebuild the Wushan faction as soon as possible."

After Chu Xihe finished speaking, Chen Sheng approached timidly, handed out the token, and whispered:

"I'll give it back to you, but I can't pay back the inner strength technique of Wuzhangmen..."

Those disciples looked at each other, as if discussing, and finally said in unison:

"Meet my new head of the Wushan School!"

Chen Sheng had never seen such a scene before, his legs were so weak, he really didn't want to be such a tricky head, he couldn't stand for a while, and in the end it was Chu Xihe who made the decision.

"The Wushan faction has no leader now, and you have obtained the true biography of Wuzhangmen, so you will be in charge first. If you find outstanding disciples from the Wushan faction in the future, it will not be too late to return the token."

It seems to be so, but he never joined the Wushan School, but in the end he got the true biography of the Wushan School, and even became the head of the Wushan School.

Afterwards, the group inspected the corpses of Wushan sect disciples. Most of them died at the hands of the demons. The corpses still had demonic energy, and some of them died in strange ways. It must have been planning for a long time.

In the end, Chen Sheng discovered an abnormality in Wu Jianming. He won other people's skills and the position of head for nothing. Naturally, he went to the mourning hall to pay homage to the late head of Wushan School. During this worship, he saw Wu Jian with sharp eyes. There was a scratch on the back of Ming's neck, like a woman's fingernail.

The wound was fine, but only a trace of blood oozes out, and it has already dried up.

After careful inspection, he found that there was powder and powder left between Wu Jianming's nails.

Chu Xi and Sixu felt strange, could it be true that love kills as Chen Sheng said?

"Master...Master, could it be..." Chen Sheng was half-speaking, and couldn't help shivering. There were more than a hundred corpses parked outside the door, and he panicked.

Xie Qingyin also had some guesses in his heart, he asked softly: "You mean Xu Mingjiao?"

"There's no proof, I'm just thinking...ah!!" Chen Sheng yelled, as if he had been greatly frightened, and fell to the ground, his eyes staring like dead fish, hissing hissing inhalation.

"There is a ghost!! No, no, someone has passed by over there..."

Several people turned their heads quickly, but did not see anyone.

"Tell me quickly, who did you see!" Xie Qingyin said anxiously.

"The woman in the red dress is very similar to Xu Mingjiao, yet different, I don't know if it's her..."

Hearing this, several people quickly chased them out, leaving Chen Sheng alone in the ancestral hall, his legs trembling in fear, fearing that Wu Jianming would come back to life, so he quickly followed them out, the disciples in the courtyard said they didn't see anyone passing by.

"Demon energy!" Chu Xihe used the thousand-mile tracking technique, but the person was extremely fast, covered in a cloud of black mist, making it impossible for people to see clearly, Xuan Qing quickly chased after him, and finally disappeared into the Wushan faction together. backyard.

Chu Xihe's heart tightened, he wasn't sure about that person's identity, if they were to fight, with Xuanqing's current level of cultivation, there were not many opponents he could meet, and he was afraid that that person was treacherous and cunning, and had other purposes, what do you think of this? It's all a conspiracy.

When they rushed back to the ancestral hall again, they all took a breath, and a foul smell came.

Wu Jianming's head was cut off, leaving only his body. There were blood spots on the white cloth, and thick blood was dripping from the hole in his chest.

Xie Qingyin stuck the blood on the ground with his hands, and frowned: "It's dog blood."

Black dog blood is the most stinky, and it is an animal of the most yang, which contains the qi of the most yang. If it is used together with the formation method and black dog blood, the person whose head is lowered will not be able to reincarnate. To think of such a vicious punishment.

After Xuan Qing chased him out of the city, the mass of black shadow obviously slowed down on purpose, and finally stopped with his back to Xuan Qing.

"Who are you?!"

Xuan Qing calmly held the hilt of the Xuanbing Sword from the Qiankun bag, pouring all her spiritual energy into it.

"Why, it's been a long time since I saw you, and you don't know me anymore?"

After the dark shadow on the other party's face dissipated, Xuan Qing was terrified. It was this face that was eighty percent similar to Xu Mingjiao. He had seen it in Yunzhou before, but the eyes were too narrow and long, and the pupils were too narrow. The green one looks weird no matter how you look at it. If it was Xu Mingjiao, how could she not be popular at all, and the one in front of her looks more like a dead person whose limbs are spliced ​​together.

Xuanqing recited a mantra, and the Xuanbing Sword flew out very quickly, a white sword light split up and wound up in an instant, and when the sword flew back, he directly used the ninth level of the Tianxuan five-tone mental method, the power huge.

Xu Mingjiao retreated steadily, her eyes were shocked, full of disbelief, she turned out to be at the peak of Yuanying's cultivation, but it took only three years, how could it be possible!

"Wait a moment!"

Xu Mingjiao shouted, Xuan Qing's eyes were sharp, and finally the sword was slightly staggered from her neck, and the tree trunk behind her exploded directly.

"Pfft..." Xu Mingjiao was injured by the powerful sword energy, and spat out a mouthful of blood. She wiped the corner of her mouth with her hand, and laughed loudly:

"The growth rate of your cultivation is either because you have practiced evil ways, or..."

Speaking of this, the expression on Xu Mingjiao's face became wonderful. She had never seen a monk in this world who could reach the stage of drama in just a few years. :

"Either it is a double cultivation with your master. You are the holy demon body of Tiansha, and Chu Xihe also knows how to make plans. I didn't expect that your master and apprentice would..."

If Xuanqing could still understand the first half of the sentence, how could he practice evil heretics, harming others and ultimately harming himself.

"What is double cultivation?"

Xu Mingjiao covered her mouth and smiled softly, her winking eyes were like silk: "You don't even know this? Naturally, it's the compatibility of spiritual power, the fusion of soul and soul, or, picking up yin to nourish yang..."

"Shut up!!" Xuan Qing's expression changed suddenly.

"My master is immortal and has the heart of the world, how can I allow you to slander him!"

Xu Mingjiao supported her waist and laughed, but also seemed to cry: "With the world in mind?! What a woman with the world in mind..."

"What is your relationship with that Wushan faction?"

Xu Mingjiao's expression also changed instantly, and she said ferociously, "That's the retribution of the Wushan faction. Did Wu Jianming think that 20 years ago, he would be robbed of his heart by a woman like me?"

"Everyone in the world will know how he, Wu Jianming, is innocent on the surface, but vicious and vicious behind the scenes."

Xuan Qing couldn't tell the truth from the fake for a while, Xu Mingjiao took advantage of him to be dazed, turned around and ran away, leaving only her charming and ethereal voice echoing.

"My goal has been achieved today, so I won't accompany you. In the future, when you see the true colors of those righteous dogs, you may find that we are the ones along the way."

Xu Mingjiao disappeared into the woods. She made sure that the people behind her were not chasing her, so she said loudly:

"Can the two protectors see clearly?"

The middle-aged man with a strand of white hair and a half-silver mask is called Soul Eater, Xuanyan's powerful left arm, and the man on the right is dressed in a purple robe. The man who loves beauty more than women is called Zi Ming, Xuanyan's right arm After Demon Lord Xuanyan was suppressed in the Flame Prison Cave, Soul Eater Old Ghost and Zi Ming lived in peace for many years. Now that the seal of the Flame Prison Cave is about to be broken, it's time for them to come out and do some activities.

"No mistake, the blood of the holy demon has the ability to summon our demons, and we will absolutely obey." Zi Ming's voice was neither male nor female, and he stretched out his slender hands, admiring the red nails.

The old ghost of Soul Eater half-closed his eyes: "But Shengjun seems to not know his own identity."

Zi Ming said: "I just need an opportunity, isn't it the Immortal Alliance Conference coming soon? I haven't participated in this kind of excitement for many years." Maybe it will be so exciting.

When Xuan Qing rushed back to the city, it was already getting late, Xie Qingyin was still handling matters in the Wushan faction, seeing him back, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"What's the matter? Is that person Xu Mingjiao?"

Xuan Qing nodded, then hesitated and said: "She has fallen into the devil's way..." Xu Mingjiao's eyes reminded him of the fox demon in Yunzhou. Even if she has fallen into the devil, how can a person have a pair of fox eyes?