Fast time travel: the villain, he acts as a monster in front of mind-reading crazy critics every day

Ye Chaojun rarely showed a shocked expression. He looked at the crying woman in front of him, and what he said seemed to be true.

The barrier of Xing Xing Zhai has not been opened for many years, and the outside world is completely ignorant of what is going on inside Zing Xing Zhai, but the elders of the Xianmen Baijia have never been puzzled by Bei Shengjun's disappearance.

In the early years when Ye Chaojun read the brief rules of the Immortal Gate, he only knew that Mr. Bei Sheng was now practicing in seclusion, and when he left the customs, he might be able to ascend to immortality in one step.

It wasn't until two years ago that the new lord of Zhanxingzhai, Tianyijun, asked the heirs of the Hundred Families of Xianmen to help Zingxingzhai find the former lord, Bei Shengjun. Ye Chaojun and others knew that Beishengjun was no longer in Zingxingzhai, and had been missing for many years. Even the astrology studio, which claims to stay at home and observe the world, has no clues.

Ye Chaojun silently swallowed his saliva, and unknowingly let go of his tightly clenched fist.

It turned out that the person who was rumored to be miraculous was long gone.

"How...how did he die?"

"Young Master, you know, the blood of the priest."

"It seems to have been seen in ancient books."

"It is said that the person who has the blood of the priest is the descendant of the god." Wu Yunzhi wiped away tears, and her voice weakened. She barely leaned against the stone wall and explained patiently, "He didn't die naturally. Sin, it's a crime to conceive a jade..."

Wu Yunzhi wanted to sneer twice, but he couldn't, so he gave a very cold smile and continued, "Having such a good thing as the priest's blood, once known by others, it will become the target of public criticism and a treasure in the bosom."

"Ye Shaojun, I don't want to talk anymore. I'm so tired. I just want to find the sword he left me. 12 years ago, I hid that sword under Fushan Mountain. In the crystal cluster in the center, I can use it." A seal made of blood..."

"Take me to find you? I miss Master so much."

Ye Chaojun pursed his lips and looked at the weak Wu Yunzhi, who was his sweetheart's younger sister.

He bent down and carried Wu Yunzhi on his back, and without thinking, he touched the waist at his waist, as if the sword was being summoned by something.

But he didn't think too much about it, he was just looking for a sword, the aura on Sui Sheng's body was so strong that it was unknown if he would give birth to a sword spirit, maybe he was guiding him to the location of the sword that Wu Yunzhi said at this time.

"Can you tell me the name of the sword that Mr. Beisheng left you?" Ye Chaojun asked as he walked. He didn't really want to know the name of the sword. He was worried that Wu Yunzhi was too weak at this time. Go to sleep, I'm afraid it's hard to wake up.

"Ah..." Wu Yunzhi had already closed her eyes slightly, but upon hearing this sound, she gently opened her eyes again. Her eyes were out of focus, as if she was recalling something.

After a long time, she slowly opened her mouth, "Shen... Hurt..."

After that, the place where the two passed was silent, one didn't know what to say, and the other seemed too weak to speak.

What Ye Chaojun can do at this time is to speed up his pace, find the heavy wound as soon as possible, leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, and then go to see Wu Yixi as soon as possible.

Speaking of it, Wu Yixi was 16 years old when he was conscious. Although he is now in his twenties, his cognition and memory are only 12 years old.

He was picked up by Ye Chaojun since he had consciousness. He is his child, and he should be pampered and loved well, to protect him from the filth of the world, and to be carefree.

But it is really difficult to protect a person, he can't even accompany him now, how can he be well protected...