I'll be the villain. [Putting through the book]

When the two arrived at the Demon Palace, Mo Ling was returning from outside.The wings of the huge owl fluttered in the sky, rolling in some fine pieces of ice and snow.

"Returning in vain?" Mo Ling retracted his wings and looked at the two of them.

Shen Zhuo nodded.

Mo Ling got the answer, didn't ask any more questions, turned around and entered the Demon Palace.

Yu Lu and Shen Zhuo followed him into the Demon Emperor's Attack.

When Mo Ling returned to the palace, he nestled into his golden bird's nest.He stretched out, hanging his arms out of the nest, resting his chin on the edge.

"You know, because of you, the North Land has gotten into big trouble." Although he said this, his tone was not serious, and there was no sense of blame.

Yu Lu said: "You know everything?"

Mo Ling tilted his head, "After all, the Northland is my domain, so it's hard not to know." While speaking, he raised his hand and held out a water mirror.

The water mirror is facing the entrance of the North Land.

There are few demons here on weekdays, but at this time, it is full of monks from the Xianmen.Tent by tent, carriage by carriage, it was as lively as a human market.

"These are just the support left outside the Northland. I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of immortal monks who have mixed into the Northland." Mo Ling put away the water mirror and said impatiently: "Although they are some ants, there are too many of them. It's annoying."

Mo Ling supported the edge of the bird's nest with his elbows, and dragged his head with his palms, "Do you think I killed them or did I kill them?"

"If you really wanted to kill, you would have done it long ago." Shen Zhuo stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "They still came with me. Leave it to me."

"Leaving it to you?" Mo Ling's eyes froze, and he said coldly, "Then you go and drive them out!"

"No!" Yu Lu stood in front of Shen Zhuo, "He still wants to accompany me to the ice field..."

"Oh, it's just a joke." Mo Ling slid his whole body into the bird's nest, and said weakly, "You're serious. It's really... boring..."

Yu Lu choked, curled his lips, and didn't answer.

After a while, there was a steady breathing sound from the bird's nest.

Yu Lu was taken aback, and ran to the bird's nest to see that Mo Ling had already fallen asleep.

"You two, the demon emperor is going to rest." The demon servant on duty stepped forward and said to them, "If you want to stay overnight, please come with me."

At the junction of Donglu and Hokuriku, people's voices erupted.

"The sword master is lost!"

"Have you heard that those people in Wan Yao City lost Sword Master!"

The news was spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and after a while, all the immortal monks present knew about it.

Lin Wuxin went to the North with the team. Hearing the news, he was a little puzzled, so he asked Luo Yusheng who was beside him: "Young master, what do they mean by saying that Master Jian has lost him?"

"Literally." Luo Yusheng lowered his head, rummaged through his storage ring, and then took out a plush felt hat.He raised the felt hat, put it on Lin Wuwu's head, tried the size, found that it was just right, and threw it to the young man.

Lin Wuxin put the felt hat on his lap, stretched out his hand to warm the fire, "No, I just want to ask, why did they follow Sword Master?"

"Because there are treasures in the North, and Sword Master knows where the treasure is, so they all followed Jianzong's butt." Luo Yusheng turned on the fire and didn't want to continue answering this question. Instead, he asked Lin Wuyi: "Just to the border of the snowfield Do you feel cold?"

"It's okay, it's just a little bit cold." Lin Wuyi was indeed led astray, moved the stone under his buttocks to the fire, and explained: "I have been intolerant to cold since I was a child, and I feel sleepy when it's cold."

Luo Yusheng looked at him, and took out a fox fur cloak from the storage ring.

"Eh?" Lin Wuwu looked at the things handed to him, and said hesitantly, "No, I already took a felt hat from the young master."

"Take it." Luo Yusheng put the cloak Serin Wuxin into his arms, and said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow we will enter the snow field, where the spiritual energy is thin and there is no supply. You have to dress warmly so that you will not subconsciously waste the energy in your body. Spiritual power to keep warm, understand?"

"Oh, thank you so much, young master." Lin Wuwu held the fluffy cloak and had no reason to refuse.Because they lost Shen Zhuo and Xueyuan was short of manpower, they had to go to Xueyuan.

Lin Wuwu didn't want to participate in these things at first, he just wanted to practice hard and prepare for the future revenge against demons.But for some reason, when Qizong sent people, he was included in the list.

He stuffed the cloak into the storage ring, and sighed: "Young master, you said I went to the snow field, what if I don't come back?"

Luo Yusheng looked at him, and quietly handed him a pill, "Hide it, eat it when you enter the snowfield tomorrow, so that no one will see it."

His tone of voice was very solemn, Lin Wuyi was startled, and quickly hid the pill.

He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he approached Luo Yusheng and asked in a low voice, "Young master, what is this?"

"Cold-dispelling pill." Luo Yusheng said: "The extreme cold in the north will freeze the golden pill, and it will make you feel better after eating this."

"Ah! Are there any other people? What about monks who have not formed alchemy?" Lin Wuyi looked at the monks walking around, with a hint of worry between his brows.After he arrived at Qizong, he turned to refining Qi, and with the cultivation base he had accumulated in Jianzong in the past, he barely formed the inner alchemy.

"I don't know if there are others. But, no intention..." Luo Yusheng paused, and reminded: "After entering the Northland, I may not be able to take care of you all the time. You do the best... No, you must use You come first. Come out alive, understand?"

Lin Wuxin listened and nodded heavily.

"Entrusted?"

When Luo Yusheng returned to his tent, he saw Ji Xuanqing at the door.

It seems to be passing by, but it has been waiting for a long time.

This person's appearance at this time, and the tone of his speech, are not quite in line with his peaceful appearance in the past, obviously carrying the coercion of the superior.

Luo Yusheng subconsciously squinted his eyes, then nodded slightly.

"If you have concerns, you can't accomplish anything. It's better to swallow it early and restore your strength." Ji Xuanqing suggested.

"Qi Zun, why didn't you kill Master Taodu?" Although Luo Yusheng was in a weak position, he obviously didn't want to show weakness.

He looked at the man in red who was talking to Qi Zong Yun Jiuyan, and chuckled lightly, "Aren't everything he does hinder us?"

Ji Xuanqing's expression remained unchanged, but he skipped the topic and said instead: "You should know what to do after entering the snowfield, right?"

"Don't worry. I've already taken him." Luo Yusheng looked up at him with burning eyes: "Then what you promised me..."

Ji Xuan said calmly: "You have recovered your memory, you should know that I can't lie."

Beside the fire not far away, Xiao Xueting looked over the jumping flames and Yun Jiuyan to look at Ji Xuanqing and Luo Yunsheng with worried expressions.

Yun Jiuyan looked back, turned back, looked at Xiao Xueting, and asked, "What are you and the Qizong doing?"

"What's the trouble? Guess what." Xiao Xueting looked away and said casually.

"What can I guess? Guess you two are not happy in bed?"

With a "pop", Xiao Xueting threw the branch in his hand into the fire.