The apprentice of evildoers wants to hug

Bai Juncisao endured the discomfort towards them in his heart, and continued to listen to what they said next.

"It's not Ma, let alone you, even I think about it, and I don't know when the young master will come back."

One of the disciples laughed lightly: "Just wait, the young master may really be able to hold that Shen Qingxian under him, and if I ask you, they might already be at—"

The disciple suddenly became excited.

"Hey Hey hey……"

"You say, if this is the case, who will be on top and who will be on the bottom."

"I think his appearance is really embarrassing. Of course, it is our young master who suppressed him firmly."

At the moment when the voice just fell, a white light slid past the man's face, and his face was cut by the long sword in an instant.

The guests in the teahouse were all frightened by this, and ran out one after another, even the shopkeeper hurriedly found a place to hide.

The Xianhe Sect disciples who gathered together were all dumbfounded, and all looked towards the direction where the sword was withdrawn.

I saw a man in black (the middle coat is dark red, and the outer robe is black with layers of gauze) casually throwing the sword aside, with a smile on his face, but there was an endless chill in his eyes.

"Who are you, dare to kill my Xianhe Sect disciple?"

All the disciples raised their swords to his position.

In the eyes of Bai Junci, these movements were nothing more than the clown's posing. With a little spiritual power on his fingertips, he drew Ming Yang into his hands, picked up the brocade handkerchief beside him and slowly wiped it, quietly. Watching them quietly.

And a man who was watching from the side suddenly stood up and stood with the disciples of the Xianhe Sect.

He waved the folding fan with the Qingyu Fengshan Picture in his hand, and seeing that Bai Junci avoided it, he hooked his hand, put the folding fan back, and looked at him casually.

"Your Excellency must be Lord Demon Monarch. I have admired you for a long time." The man in Tsing Yi smiled gently and saluted him.

But the disciples on the side were stunned.

Bai Junci nodded, smiled slowly, and took a sip of his tea: "What are you doing here again?" It looked like old friends meeting each other.

"What, since he is the Demon Lord."

"Why did he come here?"

"Didn't he stay in the Demon Realm? How did he appear here?"

"The devil, since it is the devil."

"Could he be Bai Junci, Peak Master Shen's apprentice?"

"Yes, it's him, he's Bai Junci, he's the one who betrayed us and captivated Peak Master Shen."

"The most taboo thing for a cultivator is to degenerate into a demon cultivator. Not to mention that now, the strong man who is so high above and cannot be offended lightly has given up cultivating immortals and gone to cultivating demons, and hangs out with his apprentice all day long."

Disciple A was not that scared, holding the long sword in his hand, as if he was just a spectator, and all these things had nothing to do with him, and stood not far away to watch.

Disciple B hid in the middle, maintained the formation, and was even in an excellent position for them. Watching one of the disciples walking towards the person in front of him, he said anxiously in his ear Get up: "Brother, what...how?"

"Will he become angry and want to kill us? What should we do? Do you want to send a voice transmission to the master?"

The so-called senior brother frowned even more. Hearing his words, his face immediately darkened: "Shut up. This matter is neither big nor small, if..."

Another person ran out, held his shoulder, shook his head, and signaled him not to speak.

The man in Tsing Yi glanced at the crowd behind him, and let out a smirk: "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, but when I see you today, I am amazed by it."

"They are just juniors, please don't take what they said in their mouths to heart." His tone gradually became serious.

"Speaking unobtrusively, and the teacher has no instruction, I am really amazed by it." Bai Junci suddenly absorbed a little spiritual power into the teacup in his hand, and immediately let go of what he said before. Shen Qingxian's people were killed one after another.

For a long time, many disciples fell on the ground, but there was no blood, and the people had lost their breath.

Tsing Yi frowned, but he didn't really care, but the disciples behind him were terrified, they looked at him with extreme fear, and the hand holding the sword kept trembling, not daring to move forward.

"How many people has been killed by the Demon Monarch here, isn't he afraid that Peak Lord Shen will think of you after he finds out?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, the man in Tsing Yi saw that he didn't have any intention to stop him, so he waved his hands to the disciples of the Xianhe Sect behind him, signaling to let them go. and sat across from him.

Looking at the street scene outside the window, he put the Qingyu Fengshan map folding fan aside, put his hand on his forehead, and said: "Your disturbance is not small, if I hadn't stopped you, you still want to Kill them all, can't they all be killed?"

There was a trace of scarlet in Bai Junci's eyes, and the coldness in his eyes was so deep that he couldn't see the bottom, the corners of his mouth were still the same as usual, with a smile: "It's not bad."

The man in Tsing Yi nodded. Before he could say anything, he knew what he was going to say next. There was no trace of surprise on his face, but he took a sip of tea calmly.

"It's hard for you to handle these things alone." The man in Tsing Yi glanced at him, and his tone became thoughtful and steady.

Bai Junci hummed: "Of course I know, but now the demons in my body have taken root everywhere, and I am afraid that the blood array will be completed within two months."

Bai Junci pursed his lips, and continued: "Yi Miao, how is the matter going?"

"The blood array is half completed now, two months at the earliest, maybe three months at the latest, you have to get one thing, and the blood array can be truly effective."

"what?"

"Yi Youming." With a touch of Yu Miao's hand, a ball of blue light appeared in mid-air, "This is Yi Youming, Chang Siqing's holy object, if you can add it, the formation will be formed soon , not even needing you, the Demon Lord... you have to set up the blood law every day."

"If you really want to get it, please greet me when the time comes. This matter is no small matter. You can't handle it alone. Don't try to be brave."

Bai Junci nodded, did not tell him his opinion on this matter this time, but motioned him to go down, and stayed alone in the teahouse for a while before he mentioned the Lihuabai in front of the table, looked at Everything on the ground, I saw that there was no one at the cashier, and I knew that the fight just now had frightened everyone.

Put more than a dozen spirit stones in front of the cabinet, and return to Li Zhufeng with Li Huabai in his hand.