The villain is whitewashed: I don’t want to be a villain even if I am killed

Behind the master and apprentice were a wave of Mi Tianzong leaders, Qiu Weiming, Yi Hengzi, Long Feizi, three real people, and dozens of elders.

Are they not afraid that if they are all confessed here, the entire sect will be destroyed?

Or are they so confident they can come out unscathed?

Xiao Chuyi still had that iceberg face, and his aura was still strong.

Even if a large part of the people present have a higher level of cultivation than him, it is still difficult to overwhelm his master temperament.

As if he was the strongest one.

After all, he is the second most decent man in Lin Bufan's writing, second only to the hero. If there are no variables, he will become one of the strongest in the cultivation world.

The leading male junior is still so handsome and handsome, and he is actually wearing the red anti-virus robe that Lin Bufan gave him.

Perhaps it was because he had an upright face that is standard for male protagonists. Wearing red clothes on him did not affect his fairy temperament at all, but added a touch of warmth to his cool and noble temperament.

It's just that at this time, his eyes are full of anxiety, and he doesn't know what he can do to help.

"Brother!"

After flying close, Meng Yixuan yelled, and when he wanted to get closer, he was blocked by a force.

"Junior brother, don't come close to me. I've become a target of public criticism. If someone suddenly launches a surprise attack and accidentally injures you, it will be bad."

Lin Bufan waved his hand at him: "You can hide as far as you can, I'm worried that a fight will affect you soon."

Everyone at the scene, except for the younger brother, can all go to see Hades.

Lin Bufan thought so.

Meng Yixuan had no choice but to stand still and backed up a little, only to notice that there were people floating around, all of them were above Huashen.

It seems that Nascent Soul monks are not qualified to float here.

These people have now become the brothers' enemies.

"Brother, where is the Lord of Fengcheng? How is he doing?"

It stands to reason that if the Fengcheng Lord is still alive, Lin Bufan will definitely not let Lin Bufan face the mighty righteous army alone.

"He, his body is dead." Lin Bufan replied without joy or sadness.

"he died!"

Most of the people at the scene couldn't hide their expressions of joy when they heard this, they all knew that only if the Lord of Fengcheng died, they would have a chance to live.

"Brother!" Meng Yixuan's heart tightened, "Then what are your plans for the future?"

"I didn't intend to!"

Lin Bufan shook his head, a murderous intent flashed in his cold eyes.

"What else can I do, the only thing I can do is fight to the death."

However, such a decisive statement would be a joke to all the high-ranking monks present.

Even some people laughed out loud.

"An ignorant person is fearless, and a yellow-mouthed child who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth is actually brazen, saying that he will fight to the death, hahaha!"

"Being hated too much, I feel that I am very powerful."

Meng Yixuan lowered his head silently, and glanced at those high-ranking monks again, knowing that this matter could not be resolved.

But I can't help at all, I can only watch helplessly.

"Junior brother! I will handle my affairs myself." Lin Bufan gave him a comforting smile, and waved his hand lightly, causing him to float away into the distance.

Meng Yixuan didn't come forward again, but floated far away, holding the artifact obtained from the ancient battlefield in his hand.

I hope that I can save my brother's life at a critical moment.

Xiao Chuyi was taken aback by Lin Bufan's actions, and he was relieved when he looked back to see that the little apprentice was intact.

However, when his eyes fell on the big apprentice, he looked at rotten wood again, and there was even a look of ridicule in his eyes.

It seems to be saying: "Aren't you climbing a high branch? How did you get to where you are today?"

"Really Xiao!"

Lin Bufan met his gaze with a half-smile, and then glanced at Fu Yuheng again.

"After I return to Mi Tianzong, I will become your grand uncle. I wonder if you have any objections?"

"What?" Xiao Chuyi didn't understand the meaning of Lin Bufan's words for a moment.

Lin Bufan explained in a good-tempered manner.

"The ancestor of the Mitian sect plans to accept me as an apprentice! As my former master, you have to salute me respectfully when you see me in the future.

Zhenren Xiao, you are such a face-saving person, do you feel embarrassed? "

Hearing this, Xiao Chuyi's brows were twisted into an earthworm shape. When he looked at the patriarch Fu Yuheng, he didn't have the slightest fear, his eyes were serious as if he was the patriarch:

"I said before, no matter how ineffective my apprentice is, he is still mine. Ancestor, don't fight this rotten piece of doctrine."

"You!" Fu Yuheng was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, and he directly pressed down with a spiritual pressure.

"I have endured you for a long time."

Inside the sect, this stubborn bull has such a stinky temper that his relatives don't recognize him, so he endured it.

But outside, in front of so many sect monks, he is still like this.

Does he not want the face of the ancestor?

"puff……"

Xiao Chu spat out a mouthful of blood, but was still stubborn to the end, "I..."

It's a pity that I couldn't say the following words, and was already sent flying by Fu Yuheng's palm.

But in the blink of an eye, he flew back again, looking very embarrassed, with his ball hair, which was always meticulously combed, drooping crookedly.

The snow-white cassock was stained with a lot of dirt, his face was as white as a piece of paper, and there were blood stains overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

But even so, he still maintained a majestic aura.

Standing straight with his hands behind his back, it was as if the little turmoil that happened just now was all an illusion.

When looking at Lin Bufan, he still looked at Kuchiki's expression.

"Since the Lord Fengcheng is dead, you can go back to the sect!"

As soon as the words fell, a certain cultivator of Huashen roared:
"Is it over if you just return to the sect lightly?

Do you know how many people he killed? "

"Killed, how much?" Xiao Chuyi had just arrived in Yicheng, but he didn't know that Lin Bufan had killed someone in Yicheng.

Then someone reported the numbers.

"He killed 520 nine people, all of whom were above Nascent Soul."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

From their point of view, Lin Bufan was just a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, how could he be so powerful and able to kill so many people.

This is pure fantasy!
If they knew that the five Mahayana bosses were all killed by Lin Bufan alone.

I still don't know what it will look like!

"Is that really the case?" Xiao Chuyi frowned bitterly, "In this case, how can you save you as a teacher?"

It's a pity that his sincerity was wrong after all.

"Xiao Zhenren, do you think you are still my master now? You are no longer qualified to be my master."

Lin Bufan didn't appreciate it at all, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

He once swore that when his strength surpassed him, he would tell him loudly that he was no longer qualified to be his master.

Now is the best time.

"You! Sinister!" Xiao Chu was furious, and really wanted to greet him with a spiritual pressure, but he endured the persuasion from his brothers and sisters.

"A teacher for a day, a father for life, unless the teacher personally drives you out of the school, otherwise you will always be my apprentice, Xiao Chuyi."

"Excuse me, are you sick?"

Lin Bufan was almost amused by this sentence, he had never seen such a strange thing before.

Wouldn't it be better if you want to dislike it completely?

What's the matter with the behavior of not letting go even when you beat him to death, and at the same time disgusting?
Is this really what a man should do?How do you feel like a bitch?
"What do you mean?"