The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

Lin Jinghong followed Huo Ran and stood up, raised his finger to Luo Suxuan, and yelled sharply: "Good Luo Suxuan! How dare you come here! I can't spare you! Come on, stop him and kill him!" !"

With an order, the disciples of the Lin family stood up and raised their swords one after another. Seeing this, the other sects also pointed at the person who came, talking a lot.

"It turns out that this person is the one rumored in the cultivation world, Luo Suxuan, the ten-evil-unforgivable one! Unexpectedly, he is so young!"

"Although he is young, he has a very ruthless and cruel style of behavior. He once killed nearly a hundred people in one night! Not long ago, he was still haunting Nanyang. In just a few days, he slaughtered two small local families successively, and returned the corpses. It hurt people and made the local people miserable!"

"I've also heard about this. It is said that the eldest disciple of the Wuji Dao Sect was entrusted by the Nanyang Wang family to go to Nanyang to encircle and suppress Luo Suxuan, but for some reason, they found nothing!"

"It can be seen that Luo Suxuan's cultivation is profound and his strength is unfathomable. I'm afraid that the sudden visit will be menacing!"

There were many discussions around, because of Luo Suxuan's arrival, many sects had already begun to discuss the tragedy that happened in Nanyang not long ago.

While talking, he suddenly talked about Chang Xuanlai who was "famous" in Nanyang, and what's more, he even recognized him in public.

"I said, why does Sect Master Yue's new apprentice look so familiar! So I've met him before. Isn't he the stupid son of Nanyang Chang's family? After changing into Taoist robes, I almost don't recognize him!"

As soon as the words came out, the monks beside him all looked sideways. Those who have trouble watching the excitement are never afraid of big troubles, so they asked interestingly from the side: "Fellow Daoist, what do you say? Please explain carefully?"

"You don't know, I heard that Luo Suxuan was passing through Nanyang, and for some reason, he accidentally robbed a relative. The person sitting in the sedan chair is the silly son of the Chang family in Nanyang!"

"That idiot, oh, the reputation in the local area is really terrible! Who knows in the streets and alleys, Chang Xuan is not only a fool, but also a broken sleeve!"

This news was like a stone that stirred up thousands of waves, and it spread throughout the venue incomparably quickly.

For a while, everyone was discussing and pointing at Xiaojing on the high platform.

When Lin Jinghong heard this, he immediately became angry, and strode forward suddenly, kicking the loudest cultivator to the ground.

He crushed the monk's head hard, and yelled with no image at all: "Shut up your stinky mouth! You are talking nonsense, nonsense, and you are talking nonsense! If you dare to talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will cut off your tongue and feed it to the dogs." !"

However, the sect that was able to attend the apprenticeship ceremony today, and happened to be able to sit very close to Lin Jian Villa, was not a small sect.

Naturally, Lin Jinghong would not allow Lin Jinghong to bully his sect's disciples. Immediately, with a "shua", hundreds of monks stood up and drew their swords, and the leader of the sect said coldly: "Young master Lin is so majestic! For insulting my Changyang sect disciples like this, you don't take me, Yao, seriously!"

"Sect Master Yao, please forgive me. My younger brother has always been jealous and outspoken. I just don't want to hear anyone spreading rumors here!"

Lin Mobai turned his sideways eyes to Lin Jinghong and said coldly, "Jinghong, pay attention to your identity, you are not a child from a small family, why should you have common knowledge with those who make things out of nothing and spread rumors?"

"Humph!"

In this way, Lin Jinghong kicked the man away, raised his finger and said to the disciple, "I'll spare you for now, I'll go and capture Luo Suxuan first, and then I'll come to settle accounts with you!"

Unexpectedly, the monk who was beaten just now was not a good quarrel, and immediately said loudly: "I never talked nonsense, I created something out of nothing! It has been spread all over Nanyang, why should I talk nonsense? Didn't Young Master Lin also go to Nanyang that day, saying yes? To capture Luo Suxuan, is he still captured by Luo Suxuan? I remember that this is not the first time Young Master Lin was captured alive by that evil way. Didn't he also make a fuss a few years ago, and was captured and imprisoned for more than half a month? , was lucky enough to be rescued by the Lin family! I didn’t happen this out of nothing, did I?”

"How dare you say it!"

Lin Jinghong became more and more furious, this matter was indeed a big disturbance at the beginning, and shocked the entire cultivation world, Lin Jian Villa was working day and night, wishing to dig the ground three feet to find it.

After searching for half a month, Lin Jinghong was rescued.

At that time, Lin Jinghong was imprisoned for half a month, and suffered severe physical and mental injuries, so he had to recuperate for half a year to recover.

Afterwards, although Lin Mobai ordered to block the news in every possible way, the cultivation world did not dare to make irresponsible remarks because of the great business of Lin Jianshan's family.

But I still occasionally talk about it in private.

The first half month of being imprisoned by Luo Suxuan was really the nightmare of Lin Jinghong's life, and the dirtiest and most hated stain.

It's also the reason why he and Luo Suxuan formed a relationship and never died!

This is also the fundamental reason why Xiaojing asked him if he could let Lin Jinghong and Luo Suxuan settle their differences based on his feelings, but Lin Jinghong refused without hesitation!

Now that the old matter was brought up again, Lin Jinghong's face was full of anger. Even if he only had one arm left, he would cut off that monk's tongue today!

"Jinghong, come back!"

Lin Mobai frowned. Out of the corner of his eye, Yao Zong of Changyang Gate was mainly attacking Lin Jinghong, and he didn't even want to block him directly.

The two suzerains took the lead in fighting, and they fought from the bench to the field in a short while.

Seeing this, the disciples originally sent by Lin Jinghong to arrest Luo Suxuan had no choice but to turn around and fight with the disciples of Changyangmen.

Standing on the eaves, Luo Suxuan clapped his hands and laughed loudly when he saw this scene on the field: "It's so good, it is said that all the schools of Taoism are united in the same spirit, one prospers and one loses, and I never thought that it would be the same at this moment." Let's fight! The Lin family, hahaha, today is the day!"

"Luo Suxuan! Shut up! As long as I have breath today, I will never let you take Xiaojing away!" Lin Jinghong took advantage of the break in the fight and said angrily.

Immediately, someone shouted: "Everyone heard it! Lin Jinghong, the young master of the Lin family, clearly recognized the young man! Luo Suxuan came to rob him again today, so it can be seen that I am not talking nonsense!"

This person raised his hand and pointed to Xiaojing standing on the stage, and said loudly: "That person is not the adopted son of the Heavenly Sword Sect Master at all! He is clearly the son of the Chang family in Nanyang! He had cooperated with the evil Luo Suxuan before, and he was bloodbathed The Chang family didn’t say anything, but later slaughtered the Wang family! How can such a big | treacherous | evil person worship the Wuji Taoist sect? It’s ridiculous!"

"What? Even the identity is false? From this point of view, this person is a big|treacherous|evil generation, and he is actually in the same rank as the evil way!"

"How can such a vicious villain deserve to be worshiped in the Taoist sect? He disturbed the holy land of the Taoist sect!"

"Bah!" A monk couldn't help cursing, "Shameless!"

"There is no distinction between good and evil!"

"So indistinguishable from black and white! Unworthy of being a human being!"

"Kill Luo Suxuan!"

"kill!"

……

But in just a short moment, Xiaojing seemed to fall directly from the sky to the ground.

However, in just a short moment, Xiao Jing became such a street mouse that everyone shouted and beaten from the proud son of heaven that everyone envied.

It turns out that reputation is only in an instant!

I can't help myself, but with the words of others, I can win a thousand troops.

No one gave Xiaojing a chance to explain. He spread the word, like a spark, enough to burn the whole plain.

Among these people, most of them didn't recognize Xiaojing at all before that.

He also didn't know that the idiot from Chang's family in Nanyang had broken his sleeve.

They were just hearsay, but relying on their enthusiasm and the banner of supporting justice, they came up with verbal criticism and wanted to put Xiaojing to death.

Xiaojing didn't know what to fear in people's words before, but now he seems to understand a little bit, but he doesn't seem to understand anything.

People's words can be feared, but everyone's mouth can make gold, and the accumulation can destroy bones.

His praise and reputation have never been involuntary, never involuntary.

Even the Taoist robe that Xiaojing is wearing now seems to be particularly eye-catching.

The apprenticeship ceremony that had just been completed suddenly became a joke.

"Xiaojing, don't worry about what Luo Suxuan said, ignore him, don't admit it!"

Taking advantage of the chaos, Shen Qingyuan stepped forward, grabbed Xiaojing's wrist, and made a gesture to pull him away, and whispered eagerly: "Master has spent a lot of effort and owed a lot of favors in order to accept you as a personal disciple! The etiquette is over, you are now a disciple of Daozong, a direct disciple of Master! If you admit that you are Chang Xuan at this time, then everything Master has done for you before will become a joke! Daozong also It will become the laughing stock of the entire cultivation world!"

Xiao Jing was like a puppet, Shen Qingyuan pulled his wrist and walked down the stage.

The whole person was confused, as if he was dreaming.

It happened so suddenly that he was not mentally prepared for it.

Yue Wuchen said: "Qingyuan, take your junior brother down, protect him well, today, as long as the teacher is alive, no one can take your junior brother away!"

Before he finished speaking, Yue Wuchen flew up, the black Taoist robe on his body fluttering.

The two hands quickly formed a seal, surrounding the entire dojo.

Seeing this, many sects didn't intend to make random moves. Instead, they sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight, sitting upright and watching the field.

"Are you Luo Suxuan, the rumored ten|evil|no|forgive and no|evil|no|doer in the cultivation world?"

Yue Wuchen looked at the young man in Tsing Yi who looked like a scholar, and for some reason, he suddenly had a feeling of déjà vu.

But when he saw it, even he himself couldn't remember clearly.

It turned out that the person in front of him was Luo Suxuan whom Xiaojing had been talking about all the time.

Except for a face that is more coquettish than ordinary people, there is nothing special about it.

Good for nothing, ordinary.

Yue Wuchen didn't see anything about Luo Suxuan that could attract Xiaojing.

Maybe, it's just that Luo Suxuan is used to sweet talk to Xiao Jing.

"Suzerain Yue is polite, and my subordinate is Luo Suxuan."

Luo Suxuan was quite polite, and even bowed his hands to salute, showing his white teeth, but his smile didn't reach his eyes at all, instead he looked very cold and vicious.

"How dare you trespass on the Wuji Dao Sect today and ruin the apprenticeship ceremony, I will forgive you!"

Yue Wuchen is too lazy to talk to Luo Suxuan, thinking about what Luo Suxuan did to Xiaojing before, Yue Wuchen must smash him to ashes today!

With a thought in his mind, Jing Zhe came out in response to the sound, constantly pumping out the majestic spiritual power.

"Awakening of Insects..."

Luo Suxuan looked at Yue Wuchen's hand, which was holding a steady stream of spiritual power, a black short stick.

Immediately said the name of this instrument.

But the strange thing is that it was the first time he saw the Suzerain of the Wuji Dao Sect today, Yue Wuchen himself.

But there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, this feeling of deja vu, which made him a little irritated.

When Yue Wuchen was looking at him, he was also looking at Yue Wuchen.

Looking at Yue Wuchen's indifferent expression, that handsome face that is not like a mortal, the black clothes fluttering in the wind, his demeanor is noble and distant, but Luo Suxuan feels that apart from a good-looking face, Yue Wuchen is also Nothing good, just plain.

Not only is he ordinary, but he must be quite young. If there is something special about Yue Wuchen, it might be a bright red vertical mark between his eyebrows under his head of white hair.

As red as blood, it looks luxurious and mysterious.

Ordinary, nothing special.

This is Luo Suxuan's evaluation of Yue Wuchen.

And he was extremely puzzled, what kind of vision did Lin Jing have at the beginning, and he actually fell in love with such an ordinary old man.

"It seems that you also know this thing, so I will use this magic weapon to kill you on the spot!"

Before Yue Wuchen finished speaking, his figure disappeared in place.

Luo Suxuan's heart shrank suddenly, and suddenly he heard a sharp force coming from his side, he quickly raised his sword to block it.

With a bang, the weapons met, and the aura overflowed.

"The magic weapon you use is not bad, but..."

Yue Wuchen's tone paused slightly, if he read correctly, the magic weapon Luo Suxuan used was similar to the magic weapon in his own hand, Jingzhe.

It's just that Jingzhe is a short black stick, which can also be used as a dagger, and it is extremely sharp.

If it is said that Fate Sword Duanqing was given by the previous Suzerain, that is, Yue Wuchen's master, it is of great significance.

Then Yue Wuchen's Magical Artifact Jingzhe is his natal Magical Artifact.

Not every monk has a magic weapon of his own destiny, but if he has cultivated to a certain level, he can temper his spiritual bones with the spiritual energy of the heaven, earth, moon, yin, yang, vegetation, and transform into a magic weapon.

It stands to reason that all natal artifacts are transformed from the spiritual bones of the owner of the artifact, each of which is unique in the world, and is closely related to the personality and horoscope of the owner of the artifact.

There should not be two natal instruments similar.

But just now when they fought against each other in the first day of junior high school, Yue Wuchen clearly felt that the magic weapon in Luo Suxuan's hand was very similar to Jing Zhe.

This kind of image is not the appearance and the method of use, but the material, which is very similar.

"Is Sect Master Yue talking about my magic weapon?" Luo Suxuan took advantage of the gap in the fight, glanced at the long sword in his hand, slightly shook his wrist, and two large characters with bright lights appeared on the hilt of the sword , he said: "The name of this sword is Shuangjiang, and it is my natal magic weapon!"

Yue Wuchen muttered to himself in a low voice: "Shuang Jiang, Shuang Jiang..."

His magic weapon is called Jingzhe, but Luo Suxuan's magic weapon is called Shuangjiang!

The so-called Awakening of Insects refers to the month of mid-spring, when everything shakes, and the Awakening of Insects begins with thunder, and thunder shocks all insects.

As for frost's descent, spring goes to autumn, yang qi enters the ground, yin qi begins to condense, and the first frost plummets.

Just the opposite!

When Yue Wuchen just fought against each other, he even discovered that the two instruments not only have the same effect but also complement each other.

What is going on here?

What is the background of Luo Suxuan?

And Luo Suxuan also felt the same way.

There was an inexplicable sense of familiarity when they suddenly fought against each other just now.

This sense of familiarity not only bored him, but even gave him the feeling that he was fighting with himself.

It is like saying that the left hand is fighting with the right hand.

The power of the magical artifacts is the same, the only difference is that the masters of the magical artifacts have different cultivation bases.

From appearance, Luo Suxuan was only in his early twenties, but he didn't know how old he was.

I only remember that seven years ago, when he woke up from Xifeng Mountain, he already looked like a scholar in Tsing Yi.

Seven years have passed, and her appearance has not changed in the slightest.

Therefore, Luo Suxuan deduced that he might not experience birth, old age, illness and death like ordinary mortals, and his natural appearance would not change.

The two were fighting in mid-air, but Xiao Jing suddenly had a splitting headache.

Breaking away from Shen Qingyuan, he covered his cramped head, cold sweat rolling down his temples.

Seeing this, Shen Qingyuan hurriedly stepped forward to help, and said anxiously: "Xiaojing, what's wrong with you? Xiaojing?"

"Do not touch me!"

Xiao Jing raised his hand to block the person away, and felt as if his head was being knocked by a sledgehammer, the pain was so painful that he could hardly keep his eyes open.

Cold sweat instantly soaked the clothes.

There was a flash of lightning in my mind, and many messy pictures emerged.

In the picture, there is no one that is Lin Jing's face.

But Lin Jing didn't laugh at Yan Yan like the portrait he saw in the clean room, but his face was full of tears, his face was covered with bloodstains, his hair was disheveled, and he was bleeding and crying...

Xiaojing doesn't know why, it seems that since he wore Lin Jing's lightning strike wood amulet, there are many more memories in his mind that don't belong to him.

For example, now, a sharp sword appeared in Xiaojing's mind.

And the next moment, he saw Shen Qingyuan's face!

I saw Shen Qingyuan pointing at him with his sword and slashing at his face with his own eyes!

"No, don't, don't!"

Xiaojing held Duanqing with one hand, and kept stepping back while covering his head with the other.

There was a look of horror on the face, cold sweat dripped down, and even the voice became hoarse, "Don't, don't scratch, don't!"

"Xiaojing, what's the matter with you, Xiaojing?"

Shen Qingyuan didn't know why, so he quickly stepped forward to help him.

Unexpectedly, Xiaojing suddenly went crazy, pulled out his heart, and slashed at him.

The surrounding disciples were all terrified and hid one after another. Seeing this, Elder Xuanzhen sternly reprimanded: "Sinister! How dare you be presumptuous!"

After finishing speaking, he wanted to knock the sword blade in Xiaojing's hand to the ground.

"do not want!"

Shen Qingyuan turned pale with fright, he was afraid that Elder Xuanzhen would hurt Xiao Jing, and he didn't dare to attack the teacher rashly, so he simply rushed over.

Put a shield in front of Xiaojing.

Elder Xuanzhen couldn't hold back enough, he hit Shen Qingyuan's back heavily with his palm.

Shen Qingyuan's face turned pale, and he threw forward uncontrollably, hitting Xiaojing heavily.

Then, holding Xiaojing Shuangshuang, she rolled down from the high platform and fell down more than ten steps.

Shen Qingyuan raised his hands and buried Xiao Jing's head and face in his arms, using his body as a meat|cushion for Xiao Jing.

After finally coming to a halt, before Shen Qingyuan could say a word, his throat tickled, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

A lot of hot blood splashed onto Xiaojing's neck, face, and even his eyes.

Xiao Jing froze for a moment, raised his hand to wipe the liquid on his face, wiped the blood from the back of his hand, and looked at Shen Qingyuan who was on his body.

Looking at the painful look on Shen Qingyuan's face, looking at the blood that kept gushing out of his mouth.

Xiao Jing was a little dazed, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Senior brother is fine, Xiao Jing, don't be afraid, the master ordered me to protect you, this time... I will definitely protect you!"

Shen Qingyuan struggled to support the ground, trying to stand up, but failed after several attempts.

Instead, he coughed violently because of his excessive movements.

Seeing this, Elder Xuanzhen behind him said anxiously and angrily: "Qing Yuan! Why are you doing this!"

Yes, Shen Qingyuan, why bother?

Xiao Jing didn't understand why Shen Qingyuan blocked that slap for him, why he would rather be injured and vomit blood than comfort him and let him not be afraid.

But it is clear that in Lin Jing's memory fragments, the person who ruined Lin Jing's appearance is Shen Qingyuan, isn't it?

It's horrible, and there's basically no normal person around.

Out of subconscious self-protection, Xiaojing pushed Shen Qingyuan away from him.

Shen Qingyuan didn't have any defenses, fell heavily to the ground again, and vomited blood again.

Suddenly, "big brother" rang in his ears.

Minyan and several other disciples rushed over, supporting Shen Qingyuan with all their hands and feet, not forgetting to yell at Xiaojing: "How dare you hurt senior brother? What should you do?!"

Xiaojing copied the door rules ten times, ten times!

Didn't remember the rules of Wuji Taoist sect.

He couldn't answer the question right now, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

In this way, in the eyes of everyone, it seems that he does not know how to repent and knows that he has made mistakes.

Minyan's eyes widened suddenly, as if he didn't know Xiaojing anymore, he said in surprise: "Little senior brother, you...why are you like this?"

Elder Xuanzhen also sighed with hatred on his face: "I'm afraid it will be difficult for this son to become a great weapon, sinful!"

The word "again" is used.

Xiaojing really wanted to ask Minyan, what happened to him?

Isn't it just pushing Shen Qingyuan away?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, two big men are hugging each other, isn't it beautiful?

He also wanted to ask Elder Xuanzhen, why did he say "again", did he ever become a master?When did you become a master again?

Since Xiao Jing has never become a master, why should he have such high expectations?

But all of this was interrupted by Lin Jinghong who came from afar.

Lin Jinghong hurriedly squatted down, grabbed Xiaojing's hand, and said eagerly: "I can't stay here anymore, now everyone in the Taoist sect knows your identity, I know Luo Suxuan's temper, I don't know The purpose swears not to give up, he will not let you go! Take advantage of the chaos, you quickly follow me, I will take you home, I want to take you home!"

Family?

Xiao Jing never had a home, and he never belonged to anyone.

Originally, he thought that he followed Luo Suxuan, no matter where he went, that was his home.

But Russell finally chose to abandon him.

Later, Xiaojing thought that Chenjiacun would be his home, but later, because of his sudden visit, all the aunts and uncles died.The entire Chenjia Village was burnt to ruins overnight.

Later, Xiaojing thought that maybe Wuji Daozong would be his home, because Minyan and others were very kind to him.

Yue Wuchen treated him well, and Shen Qingyuan gradually treated him well.

However, it was destroyed by Luo Suxuan himself.

Everything that was obtained with great difficulty disappeared in an instant.

It's not the first time, not the first time!

Xiao Jing broke away from Lin Jinghong's hand, tremblingly hugging the long sword in his arms.

Cut off love, cut off love, Yue Wuchen gave him cut off love, is it because he hopes that he will cultivate the way of ruthlessness in the future, cut off love and cut off love?

If it is really possible to cut off love and love, it may be a real relief for Xiao Jing now.

"Jinghong, get up, let's see what you look like now!"

Lin Mobai flew over from the seat, supported Lin Jinghong, and turned to look at the young man who was sitting on the ground holding the sword.

First he let out a long sigh, and then he said in a low voice: "Have you had enough trouble? Isn't it embarrassing enough? You should understand now that when Jinghong tried to persuade you to stay away from Luo Suxuan, he was actually protecting you. But you yourself are unwilling to listen to persuasion! Because of your willfulness, how many troubles have already happened? Still don’t think it’s shameful enough? You have to make troubles known to everyone in the cultivation world before you’re willing to do so?”

"Brother! Stop talking! Xiao Jing is already suffering! He doesn't understand these things, what are you always blaming him for?!" Lin Jinghong said angrily, "You are always like this! Just because you always scold Xiao Jing Jing, he is not willing to go home with me!"

Lin Mobai said: "Why should I scold him? Didn't you already hear how those monks insulted him just now! I really don't know... that's all!"

After all, the words "shameless" didn't come out, Lin Mobai flicked his sleeves, turned his hands behind his back and said, "Don't say I won't give you a chance, I'll ask you one last time, do you want to follow me back to the Lin family?"

"If you don't answer, ask a thousand times, ten thousand times, I won't go back with you. I won't follow, I won't follow."

Xiaojing held the long sword in his arms tightly, his eyes were a little wet, and he looked into the distance.

Then I saw that Luo Suxuan was defeated by Yue Wuchen, he was constrained by him everywhere, blood was already on his body, I was afraid that defeat would be a matter of time.

Looking at the field again, the dense crowd.

If there were no accidents, Luo Suxuan would definitely die today.

Waiting for Luo Suxuan's end, it should be hacked to death.

As if to verify Xiaojing's conjecture, at the next moment, Yue Wuchen knocked Luo Suxuan down from midair with his palm.

Luo Suxuan was like a kite with a broken string, he slammed heavily on the seat, and then rolled down the steps.

Before he could stand up, a mouthful of blood spewed out, his face pale.

Seeing this, Lin Jinghong immediately said, "It's really satisfying!"

Lin Mobai said coldly: "You have to blame yourself, you can't blame anyone!"

Shen Qingyuan clutched his chest, had already adjusted his breath, and followed suit: "We eliminated harm for the people."

It can be seen that everyone wants Luo Suxuan to die, and the worse the death, the better.

However, Xiao Jing had a different idea from everyone else.

Luo Suxuan was the first person who was willing to treat him well since he could remember.

He still owes Luo Suxuan two favors.

If Luo Suxuan died, then Xiaojing's kindness would not be repaid, wouldn't Luo Suxuan be remembered all his life?

This time, he returned Luo Suxuan's favor again, even if he was an enemy of the Taoist schools.

After the repayment is paid off, Xiaojing will no longer owe Luo Suxuan anything.

He will practice the way of ruthlessness, and will cut off his love for anyone as Yue Wuchen wishes.

Suddenly, Shen Qingyuan sensed Xiaojing's strangeness, and said in shock: "Xiaojing! What do you want to do? Don't act recklessly!"

After Lin Mobai heard this, he turned his head suddenly, and saw that Xiaojing had stood up from the ground at some point, and even made a gesture to withdraw his love.

Everyone has seen it with their own eyes before, Xiaojing can use break love!

Originally, Xiaojing had a strange stellar energy to protect his body. When he was angry, his cultivation base was strong, which was comparable to that of ordinary monks.

If I use Severe Love again, I'm afraid it will...

Lin Mobai was afraid that Xiaojing would do something out of the ordinary again, so he subconsciously raised his hand to stop him.

But it was too late.

With a bang, Xiaojing pulled out the break.

With a flick of his wrist, he pulled out several sword flowers.

But the strange thing is that the previous stellar energy did not surround the whole body, which made Xiaojing feel powerless, and the hand holding the sword kept shaking.

Xiaojing held Duanqing with both hands, his eyes were fixed on the bright sword, and he paused every word, almost biting his teeth with blood, "Please, help me again!"

Before the words fell, Xiao Jing's chest suddenly became hot.

The seal left by Yue Wuchen immediately began to function, and a strange and bright light radiated through the clothes.

At the same time, Yue Wuchen was also sensed, and because Xiaojing forcibly broke through the seal, his blood surged.

Suddenly falling from mid-air, his throat itched, and he almost vomited blood, Yue Wuchen raised his hand to stop him: "Xiaojing, don't!"

But it's too late.

Xiaojing broke through the seal without hesitation.

At the same time, Yue Wuchen seemed to be pierced through his body by thousands of swords, and the unprecedented pain quickly spread throughout his body, despite his precautions and vigilance.

Still under the watchful eyes of everyone, he knelt down on one knee and suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood.

The spiritual power of Jing Zhe in his hand also flickered, it was so thin that it would dissipate soon.

"What's going on? Could it be that Yue Wuchen sacrificed himself as a price for sealing Xiaojing?" Lin Mobai frowned and muttered to himself.

If this is the case, then the price paid by Yue Wuchen is too great.

Just for the sake of a mere disciple, he actually put his life in it.

On the other hand, looking at himself, he forced Xiaojing to stand on the opposite side of him time and time again invisibly.

"Xiao Jing, don't be stupid, you are now a direct disciple of the Wuji Dao Sect, do you know it, and what does it mean?"

Yue Wuchen's lips were stained with blood, and the cracked soul mark on his forehead lit up, exuding a rich blood color, "Xiaojing, listen to Master, come here, don't be stupid."

"Master, I'm sorry, even if I am sorry for Master."

Holding on to his love, Xiao Jing flew to protect Luo Suxuan, and said word by word, "I can't just watch Luo Suxuan die."

Yue Wuchen suddenly didn't know whether he should be happy or angry.

Happily, Xiaojing is finally willing to admit that he is his master.

But what makes people sad is that not long ago, Xiaojing knelt in front of him and made an oath that he would never betray his master or his master in this life.

But at the next moment, with a broken heart, he stood in front of Luo Suxuan, and was at war with his master.

Yue Wuchen felt that he should be angry.

Just for a mere Luo Suxuan, Xiaojing actually ruined|wasted his painstaking efforts like this.

Did Xiaojing think it would be very easy to accept him as a disciple?

Don't you need to follow the door rules?Don't need to discuss with several elders in the same sect?

Could it be that Xiaojing thinks that Yue Wuchen's hands and eyes are open to the sky, he can easily get the recommendation letters of the three sects, and he can also persuade the master of the Tianjian sect to accept Xiaojing as his adopted son, right?

Does Xiaojing feel that all of this is easy for Yue Wuchen?

You don't need to explain to the master or the Taoist schools, do you?

But these, Xiaojing doesn't seem to care at all, there is only one person who cares in his eyes and heart at the moment.

And this person is not Yue Wuchen, but Luo Suxuan.

Yue Wuchen was overwhelmed with shame and anger, his anger and blood were hard to calm down, and he suddenly vomited out a bigger mouthful of blood.

It dripped down on the black Taoist robe, and there was no trace of blood at all.

But the corners of his lips, chin, neck, and even the back of his hands were all spattered with scarlet blood.

This should be the first time in Yue Wuchen's history that he was in such a mess, and it was also the first time he suffered such a serious injury.

It was also the first time, so I hoped that my apprentice would be obedient.

Obediently put down the sword and returned to his side.

However, it is very ironic that Xiaojing not only did not, but instead pulled up Luo Suxuan who was on the ground, and pointed at Yue Wuchen's face with his broken heart.

"Master, I have made up my mind. I must take Luo Suxuan out of this place today. If anyone wants to kill Luo Suxuan, they should step on my corpse!"

Yue Wuchen was silent for a moment, staring deeply at Xiaojing's face, his voice trembled a little: "Are you sure you want to abandon the school and become a teacher for Luo Suxuan?"