Something is wrong with Jian Zun

Chu Zhaoliu didn't have the slightest awareness that "the sword repairer's sword can't be touched casually", and he didn't care about the horrified eyes behind him at all.

He thought for a while, turned around, and stuffed Jiujiu, who was almost blown away by the wind, into Xie Ming's arms. With this awkward face-to-face posture, he looked up at Xie Ming's face, and decided to start with something simple. Topic: "How did you sleep last night?"

Sticking a little closer, the warm breath almost sprayed on the Adam's apple.

Xie Ming's eyes darkened slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at this astonishingly ignorant person, then suddenly raised his hand and broke him, turning him over.

Chu Zhaoliu had his hair neatly tied up today. As far as he could see, he could see the back of his neck with a beautiful line, and the blood-colored earrings were attached precariously, making his complexion particularly delicate and fair.

Xie Ming's Adam's apple rolled, and he turned his eyes away slightly: "It's okay."

"Okay?" Chu Zhaoliu clicked his tongue unreasonably, "Sleeping with me is just okay?"

Xie Ming said blankly, "Then what do you think?"

"At least it must be a realm where you don't want to leave."

Xie Ming didn't plan to talk to him anymore.

He didn't plan to talk to people anymore, but Chu Zhaoliu didn't intend to stop, and grabbed Xie Ming's wrist unexpectedly. He had been ill for a long time and knew some pulse signals. Did that affect it just now?"

Xie Ming: "..."

Chu Zhaoliu said earnestly: "Xie San, you can't do it, your concentration is so weak, you've been aroused."

Xie Ming took a deep breath, cut Chu Zhaoliu's restless hands behind his back and pressed them down: "Be honest."

Chu Zhaoliu was restrained, and he didn't care about it, but Xie Ming was still not at ease, and looked back at him worriedly: "Your eyes seem a little red, can't it be caused by demons?"

Xie Ming simply freed one hand to cover his eyes.

If there is a third hand, I just want to cover Chu Zhaoliu's non-stop mouth.

Sect Master Xie has a temperament like a noble lady's, which is unpredictable.

Chu Zhaoliu was baffled. After a few moments of silence, he couldn't help but speak again: "How are you going to deal with Chen Feihe and that half-demon?"

He suddenly remembered that during the Great War a hundred years ago, all those who had any contamination with the Yaozu were mercilessly executed by Xie Ming.

Because of this matter, Xie Ming had a very unpleasant fight with Fozong.

I don't know if it's because of the rift or because of Tan Yuan, but the Buddhist sect didn't send anyone to this sword-questioning meeting.

Chu Zhaoliu's eyes were covered, and he was still calm, without any intention of resisting.

Perhaps it was because of too much trust that he never suspected that the people behind him would hurt him.

This conniving practice made Xie Ming have to admit that the darkness in a certain part of his heart was pleased.

"Go and have a look first," he tried his best to suppress the undercurrent in his heart, his voice slightly lowered, "If I deal with it directly, you probably won't be convinced."

Chu Zhao was amused: "It's as if I can change your mind. By the way, Xie San, I'm very curious. Those people said that when the Yaozu came to surrender a hundred years ago, you tore the Yaozu apart. Is it true that you are here?"

He was not on the front line at the time, and he had doubts about this widely circulated statement, but he also doubted whether he was too confident in Xie Ming.

Fortunately, the cold voice behind him quickly gave an answer: "Those envoys from the monster races did not come to surrender, but to take everyone to be buried with them."

Chu Zhaoliu suddenly realized.

No wonder.

Just like what he thought, Xie Ming is definitely not a person who likes to kill indiscriminately.

But with Xie Ming's character, under the aggressive situation of the Buddhist sect at that time, it was reasonable to be too lazy to explain such things, and he didn't bother to care about gossip.

On the contrary, having an alias of evil god is more convenient for leading an army of monks. Immortal cultivators are proud and arrogant. If they want people to be honest and obedient, "respect" is not enough, but "fear" is also necessary.

While speaking, Ming Hongjian led the two of them across the blue ocean and islands of various sizes, and finally flew to a remote island, and landed in front of a house under the leadership of the elder deacon.

When retracting the sword, Xie Mo took advantage of the situation to support Chu Zhaoliu's waist.

Shen Lang has a thin waist, slender and strong.

Chu Zhao was confused: "Thank you?"

Xie Ming withdrew his hand without looking sideways: "No need."

This family is holding a funeral, the house is full of plains, and paper money is burning in a copper basin in the courtyard. Except for the crying woman kneeling on the futon, there are also some dark-skinned neighbors in the country. When they heard the sound, everyone stopped Moving his hands, he stared blankly at a dozen rays of light passing across the sky and falling into the yard one after another.

The elder deacon gouged out Chen Feihe's eyes with resentment, stepped forward a few steps, and cupped his hands at the woman: "Madam, do you still remember me?"

The woman wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and bowed gracefully: "Elder Zhao, my husband will be buried today...but have you found the murderer?"

The deacon elder pulled the half-demon boy over, his actions were quite rough, but he was quite polite to this ordinary woman, and motioned for the woman to look at Xie Ming: "This is our suzerain, who brought the suspect here today, and needs to open the coffin Post-mortem, I hope the woman will understand."

Many islands off the sea are under the protection of Luming Sect, and many ordinary people still have portraits of Xie Ming in their homes... Although that fierce and sinister portrait has nothing to do with the handsome and cold young man in front of him.

The woman quickly bowed to Xie Ming: "Immortal, please, Master Immortal."

Xie Ming nodded slightly, walked towards the coffin, and said two words: "Come here."

The half-demon boy was shoved by the deacon elder, only then did he realize that he was calling him, followed Xie Ming in panic, and walked towards the coffin that had just been closed.

The woman couldn't bear it either, and leaned over lightly.

It is almost impossible for outsiders to get within three steps of Xie Ming. Xie Ming is always alert and doesn't like to get close to others. Chu Zhaoliu is the only exception.

But now the situation is special, Xie Ming just glanced at her lightly, and then looked away.

Chu Zhaoliu squinted his eyes, picked up three sticks of incense, respectfully bowed to the spirit card of the deceased, inserted the incense, and smiled comfortingly at the woman: "My condolences, ma'am, how many do I have?" I want to ask you a question, is it convenient to answer it?"

The families and parties who came to watch the fun didn't care much about the funeral of this mundane mortal. They gathered together in twos and threes, talking and laughing, waiting to see the result.

On the contrary, Chu Zhaoliu, who looked out of tune, put on the incense sticks, and the scene was quite weird.

The woman stopped, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and whispered softly: "Excuse me, Master Immortal, I know everything."

"Okay. May I ask when your husband was murdered?"

"Three days ago, he and his companions in the village were preparing for night fishing, but when they were about to go out to sea, they hadn't arrived for a long time. Others in the village felt strange and came to my house to look for him, only to find that he had disappeared. When it was dawn, they found him in the bushes His body, the flesh and bones on his body were almost, almost eaten away."

When the woman said this, she began to weep again in a low voice.

Chu Zhaoliu looked thoughtfully, and looked back at the deacon elder: "Elder, are the other victims also in this miserable state?"

The elder deacon nodded resentfully: "The dead are all residents of this small island. Because they were a bit off, the law enforcement disciples didn't notice it at first, but the evil spirit was interrupted by the sea, and it was difficult to search for the seabed. The law enforcement disciples could only strengthen their efforts." Patrol, I didn't expect..."

Yet there was the last victim.

If the demonic aura stops at the seaside, it is very likely that it is caused by the demon clan in the seabed.

No wonder he gritted his teeth when he saw the half-demon boy. The boy had fins on his arms, and he was obviously from the sea clan among the monster clan.

Chu Zhaoliu got close and opened the coffin, just in time to see the corpse in the coffin, even though it was covered by a few pieces of clothing, it could be seen that it had been gnawed miserably.

Xie Ming was restricted by the demonic attraction, and it was not convenient to directly use a large amount of spiritual power, so he formed a seal, gathering the scattered evil energy and revealing it, and combined with the weak evil energy on the half-evil boy.

After a short breath, the evil spirit did not meet.

The murderer had nothing to do with the boy and his group.

The elder deacon, who had made up his mind, was taken aback for a moment.

Chen Feihe clenched his fists nervously. Seeing this, his tense heartstrings relaxed: "Sure enough, it's not Junior Brother Lin! Lin Shan is innocent!"

The various families and factions who watched the excitement behind also gasped: "How could this be?"

"I also thought the little bastard was just dying."

"This kid is overjoyed, even if it wasn't done by the demon clan behind this little bastard, the Lumen Sect won't let him go..."

Hearing the whispers behind her, and the sound of "bastard" hammering her heart, Lin Shan lowered her head, pursed the corners of her lips, her expression darkened.

Chu Zhaoliu raised his eyebrows, and deliberately said, "Thank you, Sect Master, what's the result?"

"The punishment hall has arrested the wrong person."

Xie Ming looked at the two demonic auras that did not blend together, without any surprise, his voice was cold and indifferent.

The woman who had originally expressed hope was greatly disappointed, and suddenly became emotional: "Why did you arrest the wrong person? Who is the one who killed my husband? When will Luming Sect give us an explanation?"

Chu Zhaoliu flapped his fan and smiled coquettishly: "You have to ask yourself, ma'am."

The grief on the woman's face became heavier: "What does this immortal teacher mean? Is it possible that my husband is the one who killed me? My husband is dead, and you still want to humiliate me like this in front of his mourning hall. Why don't I Let her husband die as well!"

Those who watched the play behind couldn't help but be surprised: "Why did Mr. Chu say such a thing?"

Chu Zhaoliu waved his fan and smiled brightly: "I believe Sect Master Xie, like me, has been suspicious for a long time. There are not many groups in the monster clan who like to eat human flesh, especially the sea clan, which basically doesn't have this hobby. On the contrary There is a notorious group of people who are good at disguising and like to eat human flesh. If they eat someone's core, they can get into the skin and replace that person without anyone noticing...Madam, after the arrival of Suzerain Xie, what is your reaction? It's always been weird, not like an ordinary woman?"

The moment the voice fell, the woman next to Xie Ming's body suddenly showed a fierce look, turned her hands into claws, and attacked Xie Ming!

Chu Zhaoliu's reaction was faster, and he flew away like a folding fan in his hand, blocked the blow with a jingle, then flew back, piercing the woman's skin with a thud.

The weasel monster hiding inside showed his true face, and everyone was still dumbfounded. Chu Zhaoliu's expression became serious, and the folding fan flew into his throat like a knife, and with a huge force, he slammed into the wall among!

Xie Ming didn't move during the whole process, the Weasel Demon's eyes were full of unwillingness, and he uttered a few words with a grinning grin: "Xie Ming, you, you really can't use it..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Zhaoliu had already stepped in front of him, pressed his fan, sneered, and said softly, "That black-robed man told you that?"

The weasel demon opened his eyes wide, as if he was confused about how he knew.

"You've been cheated," Chu Zhaoliu smiled slightly, "Do you still need Sect Master Xie to deal with you?"

After speaking, he ruthlessly retracted the fan.

Blood burst out, and the weasel monster fell to the ground with a bang.

All this happened in a blink of an eye, and the surrounding villagers who suddenly exploded were also cleaned up by everyone.

After a long while, someone said, "It's actually this family. It's true that we suffered a lot a hundred years ago, but didn't they exterminate the family..."

"He just said, what can't Sect Master Xie use?"

A few people noticed sensitively that Xie Ming didn't make a move from the beginning to the end.

Chu Zhaoliu shook the blood on the fan in distaste, and squinted at the peaceful Xie Ming: "You're so curious, why don't you come and ask Sect Master Xie?"

The protracted fear of Xie Ming cannot be dispelled with just one sentence, everyone laughed dryly: "I think it is the nonsense of this weasel demon. It seems that the murderer who caused the chaos has been caught, so we should go back."

"But there are so many monster races in Lihai, what's going on?"

"Luming Sect is still slack..."

"It's not over yet, everyone."

Behind the crowd, Dao's gentle voice suddenly came.

Chu Wen and Gu Junyi, who had disappeared since entering the island, walked slowly.

Gu Junyi's Yixia sword was broken into several pieces, and it was still waiting to be repaired by the master craftsman. His favorite sword was broken, but he was very calm, and temporarily took an ordinary sword and used it casually.

Originally Chu Wen didn't agree with him coming to Lihai, but Gu Junyi was worried about Chu Zhaoliu, so he came along anyway.

It was rare for Chu Wen to draw out his sword, the blood on the sword was winding, and his face was slightly gloomy.

Gu Junyi wiped the blood on the sword, and said casually: "There are no living people in this place, all of them were cored out by Huang Pizi."

Even though he had guessed it a long time ago, Chu Zhaoliu hissed lightly when he heard Gu Junyi's undisguised words.

Xie Ming walked to Chu Zhaoliu's side, and nodded at him: "The island is indeed full of evil spirits."

After that, he frowned in disgust: "It's so rich that it's disgusting."

Xie Ming's sensitivity to evil spirits is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and Chu Zhaoliu could only sense the presence of evil spirits lingering there, so he patted him on the back with concern: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Xie Ming just wanted to shake his head.

Then I heard Chu Zhaoliu sigh and say: "It's my fault, it's like this when you're pregnant in October, just bear with it."

Xie Ming took a deep look at him: "..."

The corners of Gu Junyi's mouth twitched. For the first time, he felt that too good hearing is not a good thing. He looked at the little junior with pity, and was about to interrupt the suspected flirting conversation over there, when the whole island was shocked.

I almost fell down because my foot was unsteady: "What's going on?"

A very bad premonition suddenly flashed across Chu Zhaoliu's heart.

From the moment he discovered the abnormality of the woman, he was certain that the appearance of the half-demon boy was not a coincidence.

The man in black knew them so well, so he probably wouldn't think that a few yellow-skinned demons could kill all of them.

Since they were led out of the heavily guarded Lumen Sect and brought to this small island, there must be other conspiracy.

Rather than saying that Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming were attracted by the affairs of this half-demon boy, it is better to say that they came here on purpose.

The black-robed man actually chose to attack before the sword-questioning meeting started, which was a bit beyond their expectations, but he had already made a move, how could they just sit back and watch?

In the next instant, Chu Zhaoliu knew what the black-robed man was planning.

A huge pressure suddenly struck from the head, and at the same time, the small island at the bottom of his feet actually started to move.

At the moment when everyone was unable to move, the island sank into the bottom of the sea with everyone!