villain mentor

Chapter 80
"Trust me." Nan Ke patted Zhu Bajie on the shoulder.

"What kind of formation is this?"

I am proficient in formations myself, but why haven't I seen this kind of formations.

"This is not a formation." This is a lesson.

This is the first lesson of entering Qingyunmen.

Jiang Lize's body trembled uncontrollably, everything in front of him was so familiar.

Those who were able to enter the Qingyun Palace were either the arrogance of various sects, or the nobles of the kings and grandchildren, no matter how bad they were, they were the dragons and phoenixes among people from various places.

And he is just the most ordinary path in Daoshan, because the library was accidentally burned down by the respected master after he was drunk, and he copied hundreds of volumes of books with his good memory, and was brought into the Qingyun Palace by the respected master.

The seemingly unremarkable first lesson of Qing Yun Temple has left an indelible impression in his heart so far.

"Everything has its own way, and all things must be considered."

Can't help but recite the words of the year.

Everyone who comes to Qingyun Temple may have a high or low background, and their own cultivation may be strong or weak.

But after Qingyun Palace, you are the same identity, disciples of Qingyun Palace.

Rune Lu.

It seems to be a formation, but it is actually composed of all the runes that will be learned in the future.

Here, you will see what you most want to be in the future.

"Is it an old friend?"

All the disdain and nobility on Jiang Jizhou's face disappeared without a trace.

Since he became the head of the sect, all the senior brothers have never contacted him again. Even some senior brothers in Daoshan turned around and left when they saw him. Sometimes they couldn't avoid it. When the two met, they There is only disgust and contempt in his eyes.

The light of the rune rotated rapidly around Jiang Jizhou, and the light became more and more intense.

Nan Ke stood silently on the tree.

Are you afraid now, or can't let go of the past?

Jiang Jizhou raised his head and faced the person in the light and shadow.

"Which senior brother are you?"

The person in the light and shadow was silent.

Nan Ke squinted at the person in the light and shadow, and raised his eyes to look at those ghost sisters.

It's time for you too.

The ghost sisters walked slowly into the light circle with their musical instruments in their arms.

Although these ghost sisters can't speak, as long as Jiang Jizhou heard the few words he left in the phantom, coupled with the appearance of these ghost sisters, it would be enough to shock him.

Jiang Jizhou slowly walked towards the light and shadow.

Suddenly, a voice stopped him.

"Senior brother."

"Who?" He shouted blankly to the surroundings.

No one answered.

"Brother, please return Jiang Lize's soul, and I will strictly admonish him in the future." Bowed to Guangying.

"Hehehe."

A burst of laughter spread around.

"Then please brother return their souls back."

Jiang Lize raised his head, and there were many undead holding musical instruments around him.

There was still a look of horror on their cheeks.

Nan Ke squatted on the branch, with one hand on his knee.

"Why don't you come out? I still expect him to beat Jiang Junqing for me."

"It's a good thing to be smart, but it's not a good thing to be too confident." Zhu Bajie patted Nan Ke's head. "You failed, we still have time to run away now."

"There is still time." Nan Ke raised his head and looked at the high crescent moon. "I don't want to fall into the trap myself."

"You're out of time."

Zhu Bajie jumped up and jumped onto a higher branch.

Pull away the thick branches.

Not far away, dots of torches appeared in the jungle.

"It's so early."

Nan Ke stood up from the tree.

The plan can never keep up with the changes, and this is the first time that I have entered the dragon's pond and tiger's den for others.

"You stay here."

Just as Nan Ke wanted to leave the branch, someone grabbed his wrist and pulled him back.

"Stay here."

"Is Jiang Qingshan much more terrifying than Jiang Lize?" Nan Ke reminded him kindly.

"I don't have the habit of letting women take risks. Stay here and run away when the timing is wrong. If you are caught, don't admit that you have anything to do with this matter. Maybe you can save your life in Jiang Jizhou's hands."

"This has nothing to do with women. I want to win. You are stronger than me. You can beat Jiang Qingshan's subordinates, but you can beat the [-] Jiang family troops stationed in the suburbs. Don't worry, I will spare my life more than you think."

Nan Ke raised the hand of the man in front of him, gave him a high-five, then clenched his fist and hit the palm of his hand, his fingers gently slid across his palm, leaving a fire talisman.

"What is this for?"

"Our family's tradition, doing this means that I have given all my retreats to you."

I die and you live, and I give birth to you.

Back then, countless soldiers compared this gesture to him, and now it is my turn to compare this gesture.

"When I come back, I hope to see you without the mask."

After Nan Ke said this, he immediately jumped off the tree.

Just as Zhu Bajie wanted to chase after Nanke, he felt as if his palm had been pricked by something.

Spread out the palm of your hand, a fire talisman appeared in your palm.

The person imprisoned in the fire talisman is clearly a soul.

This is the soul of Jiang Lize.

Suddenly understood the meaning of Nan Ke's words just now.

What is the way out, it is obviously all ways to survive.

Why would you trust a stranger you just met so easily, in case I'm not a trustworthy person!
"Because the suspect doesn't use it, the employer won't suspect it." Nan Ke, who sank into the jungle, raised his head. "The night will pass."

The eastern sky is white, like a fish showing its belly.

Lan Ruoting gradually appeared in Nan Ke's field of vision.

At this moment, there are already soldiers standing there, mighty like a battlefield.

The morning wind blew Nan Ke's clothes, as if a worried old man was pushing the girl who came alone, preventing her from stepping into the abyss of death.

The group of soldiers each took a step back to make way.

The flowers and plants on this road have long been trampled and crushed by the soldiers. It is obvious that yesterday there was still a lush sea of ​​flowers.

Wan Jun passed by, with big knives neatly pinned to his waist, and some of the knives were still dripping blood.

In Lan Ruoting, a white man turned his back to him.

He raised his head and focused on the rising sun.

If there were not too many corpses outside the pavilion, all of this would have become a beautiful painting.

There was also a man who looked like a scholar sitting in the pavilion. He was sitting next to the chess board, trembling uncontrollably all over his body.

"Sorry for the wait."

His eyes slipped away from the scholar and fell to the corpses on the ground.

"While waiting for you, I met some passers-by. I thought it was you, so I bought them a glass of wine."

"They just want to go as fast as possible to reach their respective destinations."

Seeing that Nan Ke was about to sit down, the scholar looked at the white robe tremblingly.

"The person I was waiting for is here." Jiang Junshan looked at the white robe tenderly. "It's delayed you on your way, have a drink before you go on the road."

Pick up the wine spoon and scoop out a spoonful of wine.

The turbid red liquid was poured out of the wine ladle, like pearls being driven into celadon.

"No, no need." The scholar's legs were trembling with fright, and his face was already pale.

(End of this chapter)