The apprentice of evildoers wants to hug

Bai Junci was sitting in the main hall at the first barrier in Huiyou City, his hands were constantly beating on the armrest of the seat, he propped his head and glanced at him, his tone could not tell whether he was angry or not.

"That's how you do it? In less than a day, Jiang Qinghuai noticed it, let me tell you, this matter... Take it easy..."

Huan Miao nodded, with a very worried expression on his face: "You must grasp everything about this matter, if you are not careful, there will be chaos, and you can't delay the matter of Youming, I will send someone to it in a few days..."

Bai Junci waved his hand, with a tired expression: "No need." This matter still needs to be dealt with by him himself.

He made everyone retreat, and was alone in this huge hall, his pupils became slightly dizzy, and he remembered the scene of the figure in white turning his head and smiling at him.

But at this thought, the voice deep in his heart sounded again.

"Since you like him so much, why do you want to come back?"

"You and I are one. If you kill me, you won't survive."

"In order to kill me, you really dare to do anything. Since you are at all costs, why are there so many lives in this Youyou City? You are really ruthless."

"It's better to just give me this body, and I will take care of your master who loves you for you."

Bai Junci supported his forehead, his brows were tightly frowned, surrounded by layers of demonic energy, and his tone was very bad: "Get lost..."

Seeing his angry appearance, the demon laughed even more: "I didn't say anything wrong, why did I get angry? Don't even think about it, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be where you are today."

"Even if you are the purest bloodline of the ancient demons, so what, if it wasn't for my appearance, the moment you were pushed into the prison by Shen Qingxian, your bones would have been gone. If it wasn't for me, how could you... It's possible to stand here."

As soon as these words came out, Bai Junci sneered: "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't even be a thing."

After hearing this, the demon stopped for a long time, and then said again: "I am indeed not a thing, I am a demon, how could it be a thing? Little devil, you should still integrate well with me, and we will be this thing together." How about the overlord of the world of cultivating immortals?"

Bai Junci sneered again: "With you? Think... don't even think..."

"What's so good about your master? Have you forgotten everything he did to you back then? Or do you want me to remember it for you?"

"The blood formation you are making now, as long as I think about it, it will explode in an instant. At that moment, the whole Migratory City will rain corpses, and it will not be the same then?"

Bai Junci let out a smirk, as if mocking: "Don't think that I don't know, you, you don't have that ability at all, if you did, you would still talk nonsense with me here for so long?"

"It's really smart, but even so, your body will still be mine when the time comes, you might as well worry about yourself now, don't forget the agreement with me then, don't think about me dying."

The voice of the inner demon disappeared in the hall, but the layers of demonic energy continued to spread out of his body, and Bai Junci closed his eyes with a headache.

Counting the time in his hand, he will go to Changsi Qing'an tomorrow, but when he thinks that his master will be completely disappointed in him when he finds out, he keeps clenching his fists, but this matter can no longer be delayed.

He clearly said that he wanted to stay with the master, and he would not hide anything from him, but now he ran out while he was asleep, and he didn't know what the master thought of him now.

He wanted to take a look at him, but he was afraid that he couldn't help but go forward and stay there, refusing to leave. He knew that after he left so rashly, the master would definitely come to him, but thinking of the blue habitat, Knowing that he will definitely stop him.

Bai Junci lay on the couch, closed his eyes, and when he woke up, it was already the next morning, and after a few words of advice to Yun Miao, he asked him to retreat.

He summoned Ming Yang and reached Chang Si Qing'an's feet as quickly as possible. He knew that if Chang Si Qing'an's long ladder was below the Mahayana stage, he could only walk up it step by step.

Now he is not the unknown little disciple back then, he is now the monarch of the demon clan, the only one in the world of cultivating immortals who has entered the stage of crossing the catastrophe.

Who said that one cannot become a god after cultivating a demon, but he wants to prove to him that even if he cultivates a demon, he can become a god in one ride.

Bai Junci was wearing the uniform of Li Zhufeng's disciples, picked up the token in his hand, passed through the barrier, and watched Jiang Qinghuai who was still training his disciples walk over, and those disciples also reacted, holding the token The hand of the sword pointed to him for a moment.

Jiang Qinghuai watched them staring behind him as if facing a big enemy, couldn't help frowning, turned around, and looked at the person who came.

Now that Shen Qingxian was not by his side, he had nothing to endure, so he immediately picked up the Xuanwu and wanted to use it at him.

Bai Junci slightly turned his body to avoid his attack, picked up the token in his hand, and looked at it indifferently: "Master asked me to come forward and say that what Master Uncle promised to Master at the beginning Does that sentence still count?"

【This token was given to him when he suffered a backlash from his cultivation. At that time, he said to Shen Qingxian: "If my brother needs help from me in the future, I will do my best to help me.】

Although Shen Qingxian didn't carry this token very often, he would occasionally hold it in his hand and play with it for a while, but now that the token was given to Bai Junci by the younger brother.

Jiang Qinghuai looked at the token, and ordered to the disciples behind him: "Everyone go down..."

All the disciples looked at each other and each other, and they all retreated.

Seeing all the disciples leave, Jiang Qinghuai's hand holding Xuanwu tightened even more, suppressing the murderous aura in his body: "What did he say to you?"

"Master respects him, I want a You Ming."

Hearing the word "Yiyouming", Jiang Qinghuai believed his face a little bit, but instantly cooled down and fell into the cold valley.

"A few days ago you sent someone to Changsi Qing'an to steal You Ming, but now you are bold, since you dare to steal your master's things now?"

"Steal? He did steal it. When Shen Qingxian fell asleep, he secretly got the token and left."

However, Bai Junci remained on the same spot, still not moving at all, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't feel guilty: "A Youming is very important to the master, if the uncle doesn't want to give it, then it's okay."

These words instantly recalled the scene after scene when he first met Shen Qingxian.

At that time, Shen Qingxian had only reached his waist. At that time, in order for him to get used to it, Suling Immortal Venerable put only two plants, Yiyouming, in the cold pool of Lizhu Peak, so that the surrounding climate would not happen. Any changes, even keep cold frost in the perennial cold.

Shen Qingxian, who was a child at that time, saw the You Ming floating in the cold pool, so she looked at Jiang Qinghuai, and her grandmother pulled his sleeve and shook it: "Brother, I want that."

Jiang Qinghuai looked at his chubby little hand, and said to him patiently: "It's a holy thing, juniors can't touch it, you know?"

The young Shen Qingxian couldn't understand what he said, but she understood the meaning that he couldn't touch that thing.

Jiang Qinghuai didn't know whether he should believe him or not, and he didn't know why his junior brother wanted this Youming this time and why. This Youming was the only spiritual herb that Master left for them. They have been nourished.

Although on the surface it was said that it was for them, but in fact it was only for Shen Qingxian. He didn't know why the master was so partial to his junior, and he chose to forgive him for anything wrong. Even if he killed himself, he would be willing.

He knew at a glance how much of what he said was true and how much was false, but when Shen Qingxian was mentioned, he began to hesitate, whether he should give it to him or not.

In the end, he still asked in a low voice: "Junior Brother, what are you doing with this?"

"Master, a few days ago, there was a problem with his spiritual power, and there was something in the master's body... which caused him to fall asleep, and he needed to use a Youming to control it."

Jiang Qinghuai still hesitated whether to give it to him or not, and struggled for a long time. He glanced at Bai Junci, put away Xuanwu, and said in a deep voice, "Come with me."

Bai Junci followed behind him, and the moment Jiang Qinghuai stepped into the hall, he used spiritual power in his hand to place the teacups on the table in the form of a formation.

The scenery in the main hall changed suddenly, it was like the sea of ​​consciousness of a celestial being full of spiritual energy, with endless green leaves everywhere in front of him, and the sound of streams and streams coming from not far away.

But what he saw was not its real appearance, and Jiang Qinghuai's dull voice came from the front: "Bring Lingtong."

Sure enough, what the eyes present is not the real appearance of this place. The bamboo house and courtyard here, and the river under a curved bridge, the inexplicable sense of familiarity extends from the bottom of my heart.

The decorations and everything in Lizhufeng are exactly the same as here, even the bamboo house is very similar, and there are even the decorations inside, even on the thick branch of the peach blossom tree and looking down, there is a The swing made of ice was swinging unsteadily, as if there was a person sitting on it.

"This is the residence of Immortal Qianxue, Jiangju." After Jiang Qinghuai said these words, he stood under the peach blossom tree, with spiritual power in his hand, and poured spiritual power into the swing made of ice .

After a long time, the swing made of ice slowly melted into a ball, and the light blue light enveloped it inside, and then handed it over to Bai Junci.

"This is a Youming."

Bai Junci took it from his hand, turned around and left, and as soon as Yi Youming took it away, the house suddenly changed its appearance, the ice and snow fell heavily, and the temperature of the house was as cold as cold in an instant. valley bottom.

Before his death, Immortal Suling once told him that he gave this Youming to Immortal Qianxue, and if he really wanted to use it someday, he would go to Yijiang Residence to find Immortal Qianxue.

Ever since Senior Brother Mo disappeared out of thin air, Immortal Qianxue had also disappeared. It wasn't until Master brought back news that Immortal Qianxue and Senior Brother Mo were dead, that he knew something about it.

However, all these things, as well as the expression on the face of the master when he came back, are very suspicious. The master has never been indifferent to them.

But that day, the master avoided them and didn't answer them with a word, but he loved the little junior even more.