After the rebirth, the delicate master is really fragrant by the apprentices

Jun Qianyin bent down slightly, stretched out a hand towards the young man, and said softly, "Ah Yan, why are you kneeling on the ground, get up quickly."

Ye Junyan hid the soul-leaving fan behind his back, stretched out a hand, and put it in Jun Qianyin's.

The moment he touched his hand.

Master's hand is different from the usual warmth, it's so cold!

Ye Junyan stood up, took off the black cloak on his body, and put it on Jun Qianyin, wrapping his delicate body tightly.

He hugged him tightly in his arms, buried him on his jade-like neck, and rubbed gently.

Fortunately, fortunately, Master is fine.

Ye Junyan's heart was beating, and it hadn't returned to normal yet.

The moment he heard Master calling him, his heart almost stopped beating.

This place is so dangerous, if Master gets hurt, he will never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Holding Jun Qianyin's slender waist, she quickly shuttled through the crowd.

"Master, it's too dangerous here, I'll take you away."

The Soul-Living Fan drew a perfect arc in front of it, and all the people who came came were wiped out, and a bloody path was killed.

"Your Majesty is here! Your Majesty, he is the Mozun, stay away from him."

"Your Majesty, he is the Demon Lord who kills people without batting an eye, please stay away from him."

When the people around saw the Mozun hugging Jun Qianyin, there was a burst of exclamation.

Ye Junyan scanned the surroundings with cold, bloodthirsty eyes, and everyone covered their mouths in fright.

Turning her head back to a bright sunny look, she smiled softly at Jun Qianyin, "Master, don't listen to their nonsense."

A big knife fell from the sky and hit the steep mountain, causing a shock.

Gu Qingyu blocked Ye Junyan's way, with strong anger in his eyes, "Give Ayin back to me!"

Ye Junyan hugged him firmly in his arms, not letting go for a moment, his eyes were as cold as glaciers filled with snow-capped mountains.

"His mine!"

"I'll say it one last time, give me back Ah Yin!"

Gu Qingyu was in the stage of rage, and started to attack, afraid of hurting Ah Yin.

Jun Qianyin wrapped her arms around Ye Junyan's neck, frowning slightly, "Ah Yan, what happened, why did they say you are a demon king."

Ye Junyan's breathing suddenly tightened, and the hand holding Jun Qianyin tightened.

A gentle voice sounded, "Master...don't listen to their nonsense."

The knife in Gu Qingyu's hand was about to move, "Ayin, I saw it with my own eyes, don't you believe it?"

"Eldest senior brother..." Jun Qianyin hesitated, and an unknown brilliance radiated from his pupils.

Ye Junyan saw that Master hesitated a little, his eyes darkened.

Li Xun sneered, "Jun Qianyin, you have really taken in a good apprentice, have you seen that? The corpses are everywhere, all done by him alone."

"Your Majesty, he just went crazy and killed half of our six sects. Is this still fake?"

"Jun Qianyin, for the sake of Xianmen Mountain's reputation, you should kill him with your own hands to keep Xianmen Mountain clean and honest."

Hearing the voices of these people around, Ye Junyan shook his head in panic, "No, it's not, Master, don't listen to their nonsense."

Jun Qianyin caressed the young man's handsome face with his slender fingers, and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Ah Yan, tell Master whether you are the Demon Lord or not."

"I'm not!"

Ye Junyan shook his head and denied that he was not the Demon Lord, nor did he have any memories of the Demon Lord.

Sect Master Xiaoyao stood up first with bloodstains on his arm, "No? Your Majesty, look at the Demon Lord's imprint on his forehead, holding the Soul-Living Fan in his hand, can it be fake?"

Shock flashed across Jun Qianyin's clear pupils, and she pushed Ye Junyan away forcefully!

Ye Junyan looked at the emptiness in his arms, and a bitterness flashed in his eyes, Master...he believed their words.

"Master... I..."

Why is he a demon, a demon that everyone in the world despises!

I thought I had found my own light, but in an instant, it disappeared!

Jun Qianyin threw down the black cloak, and drew out the Ling Han sword from behind.

Although he doesn't have any cultivation base, he never leaves his sword.

Ye Junyan shook his head and took two steps back, his lips trembling and choked up, "Master...are you going to kill me with your own hands?"

"My lord, kill him, you are his master, he dare not do anything to you."

Li Xun's eyes were bright, "Nephew Jun Xian, kill him, and you Xianmen Mountain can be alone."

Everyone stared at Jun Qianyin closely, waiting for him to execute this heinous monster.

"Ah Yin, although he is the second son of our Xianmen Mountain, he has concealed his identity and has nothing to do with you."

Gu Qingyu didn't want to put Ye Junyan to death, but felt that this kid had lied to him for so long, so he took a deep breath.

Ling Hanjian pointed directly at Ye Junyan's chest, Jun Qianyin's clear brown pupils showed no trace of emotion.

The cold sword pierced in instantly, and blood spurted out, splashing red on Jun Qianyin's snow-white clothes.

Ye Junyan's eyes had a sickly glint, completely ignoring the pain in his body.

"Master, you said that I would stay with me for the rest of my life, you clearly said that..."

If it was destined to be like this from the beginning, why give him a hope, let him naively think that he has found his light, his god...

Gu Qingyu looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, this was not like Ah Yin's style.

Ye Junyan stretched out his hand, wanting to touch that light.However, I found that he was far away, and he couldn't touch it.

The best way to kill a person is to destroy his will, just like Ye Junyan now, he lost all fighting spirit.

Jun Qianyin pulled out the sword, and pushed the person into the abyss in vain with a forceful arm.

"Jun Yan!"

"Stinky boy!"

"Owner!"

Ye Junyan looked at the white figure on the cliff, and kept repeating a sentence, "Why did you lie to me, you clearly said that you would stay with me for the rest of your life..."

"Ah Yan!"

Jun Qianyin opened her eyes, and sat up suddenly from the bed, her snow-white clothes were already soaked in sweat.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, he is still in Qingyun Pavilion.

Just now I dreamed that Ah Yan was pushed into the abyss by him.

Jun Qianyin wiped the cold sweat off her brow, and shouted softly, "Ah Yan..."

Called several times, but no one came.

Where's Ah Yan?

Mingming said yesterday that he would stay in Xianmen Mountain and be with him all the time.

Jun Qianyin put on her clothes and shoes, and got out of bed.

"Yunfu, where's Ah Yan?"

"My lord, wasn't Ah Yan killed by your own hands?"

Yunfu stood aside with her head down, unable to see any emotion from her.

There was a buzzing sound in Jun Qianyin's ears, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.

There is only one thing in his mind now, Ah Yan was killed by him.

Looking at her own hands, Jun Qianyin's legs went limp and she slumped on the ground.