Something is wrong with Jian Zun

Xie Ming should be elegant and indifferent.

Those pale eyes like glazed eyes, at this moment, seemed to have really penetrated through the heavy clothing and landed on the red mole on his chest, scorching and scalding.

Clearly, it was still cold on the surface.

But such a strange contrast made it difficult for Chu Zhaoliu to resist.

Fortunately, the thunder was rolling, and Chu Zhaoliu became numb when he was struck by the thunder. He leaned back in his chair with strength and fanned his fan wildly: "There are countless kisses in the illusion."

"Ok?"

"I didn't say I wanted to marry you either."

Xie Ming was silent for a moment, then sighed lightly: "Zhao Zhao, you are really ready to abandon your husband and son."

The voice is also flat, obviously not emotional, but it makes people feel tense.

Chu Zhaoliu didn't accept this set anymore: "Do you think playing hard to get will work for me?"

"No?" Xie Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, trying to smile or not, and answered without concealment, admitting openly that he was digging a hole for Chu Zhaoliu.

He was so upright, Chu Zhaoliu couldn't utter any words of condemnation, he choked subtly for a few moments, and subconsciously changed the subject: "Xie Zongzhu, you pretend to be a human being, I thought you were a heartless person." people."

Pure hearted?

Xie Ming raised his eyebrows slightly: "What caused you to have this illusion?"

Chu Zhaoliu spread out his fan, covering half of his face, only revealing a pair of faint eyes.

It can't be said to look at the face.

Xie Ming looks like he doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, his gaze is clear and clean, and he is spotless.

The usual style of behavior is also the same, quiet and indifferent, cold and indifferent, it is better to be looked up at.

But now Xie Ming leaned over.

Chu Zhaoliu didn't make a sound until the end, he copied the blueprint and glanced at it, then snorted softly: "Come here and help."

The refining furnace and materials were ready-made, and the two locked themselves in the room and spent a whole day and night imitating the key of the fairy gate that appeared in Xie Ming's mind.

Refuse to see guests during the period, and no one bothers you.

Gu Junyi was worried, and said to Lu Tingxue: "I always worry that the sword is forged, and when I come out, my junior brother should get married."

Lu Tingxue thought for a while, then slowly said: "Since you are so worried, I have a prescription here, which can make people lose their human ability..."

And such a cruel drug?Gu Junyi hissed, dumbfounded: "It's unnecessary!"

Lu Tingxue was suspicious: "Is it really not necessary?"

"Exactly!"

Lu Tingxue regretfully pressed his thoughts.

On Lichen Peak, the counterfeit Immortal Key was also completed.

Under the thin moonlight, the bright blade of the sword refracted a cold light. Chu Zhaoliu held the sword in one hand, and flicked and flicked the sword with two fingers, and there was a clear and sweet sound: "The sword is three feet three feet long, and the black iron in the South China Sea It is cast, and the patterns and carvings are not bad."

He stroked the blade of the sword and slumped on the chair: "You're done! Even if it's a Fallen Immortal, you shouldn't be able to see any problems at first glance."

The Ming Hong sword buzzed non-stop, it seemed that it wanted to get out of its sheath automatically and fly over, directly cutting off the fake key of the fairy gate.

Chu Zhaoliu said happily: "It seems that Minghong also appreciates my sword, haha!"

Xie Ming flicked the hilt of Minghong's sword in warning, and responded flatly: "The scabbard is also ready."

Chu Zhaoliu took the scabbard, put it back into the scabbard neatly, felt tired only after finishing the work, and stretched his waist: "I will leave the rest to you."

The sword-questioning conference will start tomorrow, and the Fallen Immortal doesn't know when he will make a move, so he has to recharge his batteries while nothing else is going on.

Xie Mo brushed away his loose long hair, touched the cold earrings with his fingers inadvertently, paused for a moment, and caressed his cheek: "Well, go and rest."

The fingertips are delicate and smooth.

Chu Zhaoliu was thrilled by his cool fingers, but he didn't pat his hand away.

He was also shocked by the proof of the facts. Now that he has talked to Xie Wei, he is not as shy and flustered as before. He has a strong adaptability. He calmly shook his fan and licked the corners of his lips: "I forge swords without sleep, Is this how Sect Master Xie expresses his gratitude?"

Now it doesn't look like a bitten rabbit, but like a little fox with its chest out.

A faint smile floated in Xie Ming's eyes, and he couldn't help but want to hold him in his arms without showing anyone.

But he restrained his dark thoughts, stared at the soft corners of Chu Zhaoliu's lips that he had inadvertently licked, and lowered his head.

Chu Zhaoliu didn't hide, just kept his eyes open, watching Xie Ming get closer and closer to him.

The fragrant cold fragrance brushed over the nose, and just before the two thin lips were about to touch, Chu Zhaoliu suddenly stretched out his hand and blocked the kiss with the palm of his hand.

He smiled slyly, and the corners of his mouth were raised high: "Where is the gentleman's demeanor? You don't move your hands but don't speak."

It is obvious that it is deliberately hooking people into the bait, and it also destroys humanity and refuses to eat.

Xie Ming raised his eyebrows, his warm lips fell on the palm of his hand and rubbed lightly.

Chu Zhaoliu's usual style is very extravagant, he needs the best materials for clothes, and the biggest house for living. He is grand and elegant, and he is just like a dude. His skin is fair and flawless, and he is as tender as a little girl. of.

But on the palm of his hand, there is a thin sword cocoon.

He couldn't help smiling, moved a little distance away, and stared into Chu Zhaoliu's eyes: "Are you sure you want me to do it?"

There is no ups and downs of tone, and no ambiguous eyes.

But with this face, it can make people feel that there is a deep meaning, the air seems to become stagnant, and water can be squeezed out.

Why is the rank of Xie so high?Still so rogue?

How blind he was before, he thought he was pure-hearted and ascetic!

"..." Chu Zhaoliu cursed in his heart, and immediately added, "Don't do anything either!"

After finishing speaking, he directly threw Sect Master Xie out of his own small courtyard, slammed the door, and returned in a miserable defeat.

Xie Ming watched Chu Zhaoliu swaying into the house with Jiujiu on his head through the fence, then turned around, took the sword calmly, and went down the mountain to arrange the future affairs.

The wind was calm and calm, without a trace of embarrassment being driven out.

Chu Zhaoliu was indeed very tired, but he woke up after not sleeping for too long.

Maybe it's because I've been sleeping with Xie Ming recently, and there's no one around me, so I always feel uneasy.

It's getting dark outside the window, why hasn't Xie Ming come back yet?

Chu Zhaoliu pondered for a while, then changed into royal blue clothes, and picked up the little guy who didn't worry about anything and was sleeping naively.

Recently, eating, drinking and sleeping well, Jiujiu's fluff has become more and more vigorous, and his body has swelled a few times unknowingly, and he feels a little wronged in his pocket, so he can only put it on his head, just as the little guy likes to stay there.

Jiujiu woke up and flapped his little wings bouncingly: "Jiujiu?"

Where are you going behind your father's back?

After staying with Jiujiu for a long time, Chu Zhaoliu also communicated a little bird language, and lazily said: "Suddenly I remembered someone, I'm idle around, go and have a look."

Three days ago, Chu Jingchi sent him an invitation, but he didn't think much of it, his attention was either on Xie Ming, or on the key of the fairy gate.

It's getting late now, it's fine if Chu Jingchi leaves.

If he is here, Chu Zhaoliu is going to set the scene and see if he, the current Patriarch of the Chu family, knows anything about the key of the fairy gate.

After all, the Chu family was also in charge of a fairy key, even if the inheritance was broken, there would be no trace of it for no reason.

Just like Xie Ming's ancestors, although they don't know what they are guarding anymore, the underground palace is still guarded by the suzerains of past dynasties.

The Chu family...should be the head of the family to know this secret.

Chu Zhaoliu thought about it, and slowly walked towards the waterfall at the foot of the mountain.

Unexpectedly, Chu Jingchi was actually waiting there.

Chu Zhaoliu stood behind the tree and looked at him coldly for a while.

Chu Jing Chi turned to him, staring at the rushing waterfall, slightly lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking, not as shrewd as usual, but rather pleasing to the eye.

After all, they were brothers, Chu Jingchi was born somewhat similar to his father.

He raised his feet unhurriedly, and walked over: "Patriarch Chu has been waiting for a long time."

Hearing the voice, Chu Jingchi returned to his scheming look in an instant, turned his head, and said softly, "It's okay, I've only arrived not long ago. What's the delay?"

Chu Zhaoliu said casually, "Slept for a while."

Chu Jingchi was still not annoyed by his lack of face.

Although the two had met each other honestly last time in the forest under the Chu family's ancestral grave, he didn't think that Chu Zhaoliu would change his view of him because of his few words, and his face was pleasant.

——After all, he did sit back and ignore Chu Zhaoliu's situation for a long time.

Chu Jingchi has complicated emotions towards his younger brother, his family affection is mixed with disgust, and he has been shrouded in the shadow of the word "genius" all his life, so he naturally has more lingering hatred for Chu Zhaoliu, who is as bright as a pearl.

It is impossible to regret afterwards and try to mend the relationship.

"To be honest, I didn't expect that you would really come." Chu Jingchi paused for a while, and after putting up a sound-proof barrier, he said in a deep voice, "I invited you here for just one thing."

Chu Zhaoliu said "Oh" indispensably.

"Leave Lihai tonight."

Chu Zhaoliu's drooping eyelids twitched feebly, and he raised his eyes abruptly, staring at Chu Jingchi, keenly aware that Chu Jingchi might really know something.

Chu Zhaoliu's demeanor provided Chu Jingchi with good news—the bad situation he expected really happened, and Chu Zhaoliu was already caught in the trouble.

Otherwise, with Young Master Chu's impatient temper towards him, Yin Yang should have come over with a sneer.

Chu Jingchi sighed: "A few days ago, Sect Master Xie mentioned the key to the fairy gate. I guessed a thing or two based on your reaction. Unexpectedly, you still waded into the muddy water."

Chu Zhaoliu's eyes sharpened: "What do you know?"

"Before your parents left, they actually left a letter. Because it was hidden too deep, I didn't find out until you joined the Fuyue Sect."

It was also because of that letter that he came to his senses.

Chu Jingchi knew too much, so he didn't know where to start.

With his hands behind his back, he pondered for a moment, and the first sentence after that was like thunder on the ground: "After you fell under the curse, your parents noticed that someone was secretly eyeing the Chu family, and it was most likely the one who hurt you. Entrusted me to keep an eye on the secret hidden in the ancestral tomb, and then led the man to leave Spirit Mist Valley."

Evil spells, people in the dark, and secrets hidden in the ancestral tomb lead people away.

One is more thrilling than the other.

Chu Zhaoliu took a tight breath, and his expression became more and more sinking.

His parents knew that he was not seriously injured, but that he was under a curse.

And they noticed the Fallen Immortal who was staring at the key of the Chu family, and they didn't even have time to say goodbye, so they led the Fallen Immortal to leave Lingwu Valley.

No wonder they left so suddenly and disappeared strangely.

Judging from the fate of Xixue Kingdom and Dongxia Kingdom, as well as the blood and tears of Luming Sect, if the Fallen Immortal took action against Lingwu Valley, the Chu family might be wiped out of this world.

Chu Zhaoliu took a deep breath, and his voice became colder: "Who else knows this except you?"

"Only me." Chu Jingchi said, "I went to the Valley of Divine Medicine, and I wanted to take you back to the Chu family, only to find out that you had left the Valley of Medicine, disappeared for a while, and when there was news, you had already entered Fuyue Zong. Fuyue Zong is also a safe and good place to go, so let’s let it go."

Chu Zhaoliu was still wary of Chu Jingchi, and he showed a little disgust when he heard the words.

The oppressive cannibal atmosphere of the Chu family won't go if you ask him to go.

"What about the letter?"

"It's burned after reading it, you can believe me or not." Chu Jingchi paused slightly, "Or, use some unconventional methods against me."

Chu Zhaoliu clicked his tongue impatiently: "Did my parents say where they went in the letter?"

Chu Jingchi shook his head: "No."

The situation was critical at that time, and they probably didn't know where they had to lead people to be safe.

Just for a broken key.

The situation is basically in line with what he guessed.

Chu Zhaoliu clenched his hands silently, closed his eyes, and when he opened them, his eyes were clear again: "The key to the fairy gate of the Chu family is still in the ancestral tomb?"

Chu Jingchi shook his head: "Before your parents left, they transferred it."

As for where the transfer went, no one knows.

In order not to be noticed by the Fallen Immortal, I am afraid that after the transfer, they simply erased their memories.

The Fallen Immortal didn't attack them, could it be to restore their memory?

Chu Zhaoliu lowered his eyelashes, thinking about the night before his parents disappeared.

At that time, he couldn't sleep all night because of the pain, but what was more severe than the physical pain was the mental blow.

An astonishing genius turned into a waste in an instant, his pride and self-esteem became a joke, and the heavy blow made him even want to draw his sword to kill himself, but he was so weak that he couldn't even pull out the nameless sword.

When he fell asleep in a daze from the torture, he noticed that his father and mother had entered the room, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said a few words softly.

Then he was plunged into darkness.

When he woke up again, his parents had disappeared. He sat in the yard, looking at the withered white plum tree, and waited from sunny to heavy rain, until the news that their soul lamp was extinguished.

There are too many people attached to the Chu family. Seeing that he has lost even his backing parents, the people who used to talk sweetly around him all showed their true colors, and each one became more disgusting.

Until the Medicine King came to take him to the Valley of Divine Medicine.

Chu Zhaoliu suddenly felt a little doubt in his heart.

In a hurry, where would they hide the key to the fairy gate, and the fallen immortal couldn't find it?

A few blurred images flashed through his mind, and his lowered eyelashes trembled suddenly.

Thinking about it now, it was clearly the night of parting, but he slept very peacefully.

Later, when he arrived in the Medicine Valley, the Medicine King repaired his spiritual veins in less than half a year, and then the Golden Core was reunited.

According to Chu Zhaoliu's expectations for himself at the time, it should take at least a few months to reunite, but he didn't care too much about it a few months earlier, after all, it was really not difficult for him to form the alchemy after recovering from the injury.

An astonishing idea suddenly jumped into his mind, Chu Zhaoliu raised his head calmly, and he didn't intend to tell other people under the unconfirmed situation: "You told me this, just to let me leave Lihai? "

Chu Jingchi looked solemn, and said in a deep voice: "If I'm not wrong, Xie Ming should have been seriously injured in the northern border of Xizhou, otherwise, when you are trapped on the bottom of the sea, there is no need for Fuyue Immortal Venerable to take action. If he still has strength, you I don't care if I stay here. But Xie Ming is injured, and the curse on your body has not been lifted. It is too risky to meet that dark person. Your parents have already folded in for this matter, and I don't want to see you And their sons will follow in their footsteps."

"How many times have I told you that my parents are fine." Chu Zhaoliu frowned, "If you are worried, bring the members of the Chu family back to Lingwu Valley as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left without dragging his feet.

A second, worse scenario emerged, still to be expected.

Chu Zhaoliu couldn't be persuaded to leave.

Chu Jingchi looked at Chu Zhaoliu's back with a headache, and a deep worry appeared between his brows.

Leaving near the waterfall, not far away is the peach blossom forest.

Chu Zhaoliu lowered his head, thinking about the credibility of Chu Jingchi's every sentence and the information he got while walking, the more he thought about it, the more likely his guess was.

As he walked, he bumped his head against a solid chest.

Chu Zhaoliu hissed, before he saw his face, he had already figured out who it was from his clothes and breath, and raised his head unhappily: "What are you doing?"

Chu Zhaoliu "throwing himself into his arms", Xie Ming naturally didn't intend to avoid it, and stretched out his hand to support his waist: "Where did you go?"

After he finished dealing with the matter, he returned to the house and found that the person had disappeared again, and he found it with Jiujiu's tail feather.

Seeing his calm and unmoving appearance, Chu Zhaoliu couldn't stop the bad water from bubbling, and said deliberately: "I went to meet someone secretly behind your back, it's inconvenient for you to know."

"Oh?" There was no emotion in Xie Ming's voice, "Who?"

Chu Zhaoliu searched his face in a thief, but couldn't find any sourness, so he gave up boredly: "Xie Zongzhu, your facial features are born to look good, don't you move?"

Xie Ming looked at him expressionlessly.

Good-looking is good-looking, but too cold.

It was really hard for Chu Zhaoliu to imagine what kind of expression Xie Ming would have in those shattered memories, he was so curious that he scratched his heart, but unfortunately he hadn't seen it clearly in his dreams before.

...But he doesn't plan to practice it yet.

At night, the wind on the island was cool, and there were bursts of wind in the peach blossom forest. Chu Zhaoliu gave up the unrealistic idea of ​​making Xie Zongzhu jealous and show a sour expression, stretched out his hand to hook his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Forget it!" It's getting late, I'm sleepy."

Xie Ming remained silent, walked with him in the peach blossom forest, and suddenly asked, "Who is it?"

Chu Zhaoliu was stunned for a moment.

Soon he figured it out, and suddenly turned his head to stare at Xie Ming's still expressionless face, he was overjoyed and laughed loudly: "Chu Jingchi! Xie Zongzhu, your jealousy is really colorless and tasteless, it makes people happy Vision!"

The corners of Xie Ming's mouth were pursed straight.

Although I guessed that Chu Zhaoliu was teasing him, but seeing him laughing so hideously and heartily, it was really...

I really want to deal with him directly and clean up.

On the next day, the sword-questioning conference, where countless messy things happened before the start, finally officially debuted.

The leaders of each school and faction were all preoccupied, and only the younger generation of disciples who participated in the competition were excited and excited, yearning for this opportunity to make a big splash.

The venue for the competition was on the middle island between the first main island and the second deputy island of Lumengzong. Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming entered the island together, stood on the Minghong sword and looked down, with a raised tone of voice and a soft "oh".

The three islands surrounded the site of the Sword-Questioning Conference, with Lumen Island as the main one, forming a faint encirclement and coercion. It should be the unique formation of Lumen Sect.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the Fallen Immortal to appear.

He glanced at the excited juniors, and said with a smile: "This will be a sword-questioning meeting that these children will never forget."

Gu Junyi folded his arms and swayed slowly, and heard a reminder: "The age limit for participating in the Swordsmanship Competition is under [-] years old, junior brother, more than half of the 'kids' below are older than you."

Chu Zhaoliu folded his arms, leaned on Xie Ming's back, and said with a snort, "Whoever is big will underestimate strength."

Gu Junyi deliberately fanned the flames: "Then who is older, you or Xie Ming?"

Slip away after fanning.

Chu Zhaoliu couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

He and Xie Ming haven't really fought yet.

After thinking about it, he poked Xie Ming's back: "Sect Master Xie, who is older and who is younger?"

Xie Ming was not prepared to accept the fire thrown by Gu Junyi, and said casually, "You are old."

"Oh——" Chu Zhaoliu dragged his voice, and smiled wickedly, "So you are young."

Xie Ming could naturally hear the deep meaning in Chu Zhaoliu's voice, raised his eyelids, and turned his head to look at him with dangerous eyes.

The two brothers really owe each other more than the other.

Xie Ming did not preside over the sword-questioning meeting in person, and handed over all the procedures to the elder of the Lumen Sect, and only stayed in the air with Chu Zhaoliu to observe the situation.

Chu Wen and Gu Junyi cooperated with the Great Elder to control the scene below.

Chu Zhaoliu suddenly remembered an interesting incident.

Before he and Xie Ming went to Tianqing Mountain to look for Tan Yuan, they heard a lot of gossip about the sword-questioning conference. At that time, some admirers of Xie Ming lamented, "If I can see the sword master from afar, I will die in this life without regret. up".

He glanced at Xie Ming, the more he thought about it, the more interesting he found it, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Xie Ming looked over suspiciously: "What?"

Chu Zhaoliu suppressed a smile and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly feel that I can die without regret."

Xie Ming twisted his face gently: "Don't talk nonsense."

The following process was very smooth, but Xie Ming did not show up, which really made many admiring young disciples feel regretful.

After the rules were announced and what was to be said was said, the Great Elder showed from afar the three prizes prepared by the Lumen Sect, and the one ranked first was the "Key of Immortal Gate".

The long sword that was just forged yesterday was placed in a sword case, and after showing it for a while, it was put into several spirit locks for safekeeping.

The young disciples below only heard from their master that they must fight for the first place, but they didn't know what the key to the fairy gate was, and they were all at a loss, only feeling strange.

Isn't it a key?What is a sword.

"The sword-questioning conference will last for five days." Chu Zhaoliu touched his chin, "When do you think the fallen immortal is most likely to jump out?"

Xie Ming: "Either today, or the fifth day."

Chu Zhaoliu: "Heroes see the same thing."

In previous years, there would be some cumbersome procedures in the sword-questioning conference, and many sects hosting the venue would put the venue in a secret place to test the ability of the participating disciples to adapt to changes, but if it is played like this this year, it will be very convenient for the fallen immortals to catch them all. So Xie Ming eliminated those who were convenient for fallen immortals to intervene, leaving only the most simple and rude ones.

Draw lots to compete in groups, the winner carries in, and the loser has a chance to challenge for another round.

Soon, the little disciples got their respective lots and started fighting.

Chu Zhaoliu didn't have any sense of urgency to fight ahead, and looked at the bottom with great interest: "Oh, isn't that little girl Luo Duchun, she has a very good momentum."

Looking around, he noticed Chen Feihe again.

This kid was just as he thought, with good talent and strength, and won the first match against Tai Yuanzong with ease.

The huge crowd couldn't hold back his momentum, but it was very dazzling after a while.

People from other sects of the family really noticed Chen Feihe very quickly. As Chu Zhaoliu thought, after recognizing that this was the boy who was screwed to the lobby by the punishment hall that day, there was a commotion.

They wanted to remove Chen Feihe from the sword-questioning conference.

After all, according to Li Hai's practice of dealing with half-monsters and sheltering monster sinners, Xie Ming's punishment was indeed too light. The monster race and the human race had a blood feud, and everyone was really dissatisfied.

but……

They can't find anyone.

Chu Zhaoliu looked down leisurely and snorted triumphantly.

Already guessed it.

He was about to sit down and continue to observe the situation below, when suddenly a storm surged in the distance, enveloping large swathes of dark clouds.

The robes of the two were rattled by the strong wind, Chu Zhaoliu pulled out the Wuming Sword, his expression froze: "This is it?"

Fallen Immortal really did not play cards according to common sense.

Both he and Xie Ming expected that something might happen before and after halftime on the first day.

But I didn't expect that the Fallen Immortal would start right away.

The sky suddenly darkened, the blue water turned gray, and the surging wind and cloud quickly attracted the attention of everyone below.

Xie Ming popped up an order, put his arms around Chu Zhaoliu's waist, and held Minghong.

Hundreds of miles away, cloudy clouds approached in an instant.

However, the person who appeared in the cloud was an unexpected person.

White Wolf King Xuanying.

His left arm, which was chopped off by Fuyue Immortal, fed the fish under the sea. It was empty, but his expression was normal. He stopped more than ten feet away from the two of them. Seeing this long-awaited battle, He said: "Waiting for you two?"

Chu Zhaoliu couldn't help but laugh, he was really surprised: "Your Excellency the Wolf King, you have fallen into the trap of immortality again and again, and you still work for him?"

"Fallen Immortal?" The White Wolf King was stunned for a moment, "Is he still an immortal? No wonder he can't beat him. As I said last time, I don't work for him, only for the demon clan."

Chu Zhaoliu glanced behind him, and the White Wolf King came looking aggressively, but he didn't bring a single demon soldier with him.

He half-closed his eyes: "Really, don't you think you are so confident that you can pick everyone present?"

"No." Unexpectedly, the White Wolf King shook his finger, "I'm not here to fight today, but to find someone."

Looking for someone?

No matter how exquisite and transparent Chu Zhaoliu was, he still couldn't figure out the behavior of this ignorant wolf king, so he subconsciously turned his head and Xie Ming looked at each other.

The White Wolf King had been cut off with one arm, which had a great impact on his strength. The elders below observed the situation and rose up with their swords. They tacitly formed an formation to lock Xuanying in it, and angrily said: "You are so bold! You evildoer, dare to come here alone to act presumptuously, since you are here, don't leave!"

The White Wolf King didn't pay attention to these people, he still didn't move, his eyes turned around in this group of people, and he curled his lips: "There is nothing I'm looking for."

His eyes fell to the small island below, searching for a certain face.

Xie Ming opened his mouth lightly: "Who are you looking for?"

"Ah, I found it." Xuanying's eyes suddenly lit up, and he wagged his tail excitedly, "It's him."

It is a bit absurd for a demon king to come to the territory of the human race to find someone. Following the direction he pointed, everyone subconsciously glanced at it.

What Xuanying pointed at was actually Chu Wen who was sitting in the same place without moving.

Master Qian, whom he had met at Yaofeng before, frowned: "You monster, what are you doing with Fellow Daoist Chu!"

"Last time, he was the one who hurt Daoyou Chu. Fortunately, Daoyou Chu was fatal, and Immortal Fuyue arrived in time."

Chu Zhaoliu's eyelids suddenly jumped wildly.

He had an extremely bad premonition, as if things were getting out of hand.

The moment this thought came to him, he directly held the Wuming sword and killed him, preparing to gag Xuanying's mouth.

However, it was still a step too late.

Xuanying straightened up and said: "The last time we met, I found that he had the blood of the white wolf flowing from his body. Since he is the blood of our white wolf clan, naturally he cannot be left outside."

The wolves are very united.

His voice fell, and the surrounding immediately fell into dead silence.

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