Paranoid villains attack me after dressing as a cheat

Jiang Yunqi said cautiously: "Brother Wuxu, the grievances between you and Pei Xiaoyu should not involve innocent people..."

Yin Wuxu sneered, his eyes were full of indifference, he said nonchalantly: "It's just a few lives, not worth mentioning."

Jiang Yunqi choked up again.

Ok……

He finally understood that this guy was indeed not a good person, and his thoughts were dangerous.

It's just that I haven't done anything bad yet, and it's still clean.

Yin Wuxu didn't feel that what he said was wrong.

Instead, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yunqi looked complicated, moved his lips with difficulty, wanted to say something, but stopped.

After a long time, he just said helplessly, "Nothing."

Jiang Yunqi understood that Yin Wuxu's thoughts were deeply ingrained, and he couldn't change them with just a few words. Talking too much would make him unhappy.

Yin Wuxu nodded lightly, and did not continue to ask.

After returning to the bedroom, the man began to sit cross-legged again.

Jiang Yunqi was supposed to sit cross-legged and meditate, but his mind was filled with the indifferent expression that Yin Wuxu said just now that he would kill him together.

I couldn't calm down, I could only stare at the bright crescent moon in the sky outside the window in a daze.

The stars are twinkling, surrounded by the crescent moon, and the soft light is sprinkled on the whole land.

Jiang Yunqi's mind was heavy.

The plan of whitewashing the villains, does it only need others to think that Yin Wuxu is a good person, or does it want to make Pei Xiaoyu a good person...

There is still a big difference between the two.

However, no one could give him an answer.

As soon as I was fascinated, I thought of it from the dark to the bright sky.

Yin Wuxu opened his eyes, glanced out of the window, stood up, and walked outside the house.

Thin lips read two words softly: "Lore."

It is his natal magic weapon, the lore sword.

As soon as the words fell, a long silver sword appeared in front of him.

Jiang Yunqi quickly followed behind him and set foot on the lore, speeding all the way to the foot of the mountain gate.

Before approaching, he saw six people who had already stood still.

It seems that everyone has arrived.

They looked at Yin Wuxu together, and said respectfully, "Master Shengzi."

Only Pei Xiaoyu pursed her lips in disdain, but still called out: "Senior brother."

Yin Wuxu nodded indifferently: "Well, let's go down the mountain."

After finishing speaking, he galloped away on the fairy sword, leaving the rest of the disciples looking at each other in blank dismay.

But those who reacted quickly also sacrificed their swords and followed silently.

People followed one after another.

Only those who have been in contact with Yin Wuxu know that the Son of Immortal Palace is not gentle, but indifferent.

As direct disciples, they also grew up in the Immortal Palace, and they all know Yin Wuxu's temperament, and they are already used to it.

When there was only the last female disciple left, she also prepared to sacrifice her fairy sword to keep up with the senior brothers in front.

Suddenly, the sleeve was grabbed by someone.

She looked back in surprise, and it was Pei Xiaoyu who blushed and was very embarrassed.

Pei Xiaoyu gritted his teeth, and said weakly, "Senior sister, can I share a sword with you?"

"Senior brother may have forgotten me..." He lowered his eyes slightly, which is very pitiful.

Actually cursed in my heart.

Damn Yin Wuxu... don't you know that he still can't control the sword?

The female disciple was obviously a little surprised when she heard this, but she soon understood, and she gave Pei Xiaoyu a sympathetic look.

Perhaps Pei Xiaoyu's complexion was sickly and weak, coupled with her really handsome appearance, the female disciple's maternal love was overflowing, she said softly: "Okay, come up."

This tone directly made Pei Xiaoyu shudder, and his face darkened even more.

damn...

If it weren't for these people running too fast, he wouldn't have caught a woman.

It's all Yin Wuxu's fault!

Soon, we arrived at the western frontier.

After a long distance, Jiang Yunqi noticed something was wrong.

There is a very strange force shrouding the city below.

Naturally, Yin Wuxu also found out, and the rest of the disciples also looked solemn.

"My lord, there seems to be a formation here." One of the disciples said.

"En." Yin Wuxu nodded, and slowly added two words: "Blood array."

After these two words fell, Jiang Yunqi obviously felt that the faces of the disciples beside him became more dignified.

blood formation...

He quickly searched for the description of the blood array in his mind.

This is a forbidden technique, and it requires real people to worship the formation. The more people there are, the stronger the formation will be.

In ancient times, many people used this formation, causing people to burn their lives and blood to flow into rivers, and they were collectively resisted by cultivators, and it has disappeared for a long time now.

Didn't expect to see it here today...

"Master Shengzi, do you want to go back to the Immortal Palace?" The only female disciple among the six asked with a frown.

This blood formation is too weird, if it is an ordinary formation, they can still break through it, but this blood formation is really unusual.

The rest of the disciples also looked at Yin Wuxu silently, waiting for his answer.

Pei Xiaoyu, on the other hand, couldn't understand anything and stood there in a daze.

Yin Wuxu took a closer look at the formation below, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"This blood formation is not big, the cultivation of the people who set up the formation is not high, and the formation technique is not exquisite, so there is no need to report back to the Immortal Palace."

Seeing what Yin Wuxu said, the rest of the people were also relieved.

I don't know when, Yin Wuxu became a god of calming the sea, as long as he doesn't panic, there is no need to panic.

Over the years, all sss-level tasks have been solved by him.

Jiang Yunqi's eyes lit up.

Oh my god, his big brother is so handsome...

Look at Pei Xiaoyu again...

Emmmm......

With a sluggish look on his face, he looks very weak at first glance.

Jiang Yunqi rolled his eyes in disgust, and continued to look at Yin Wuxu, full of admiration.

Xizhen is composed of four or five small cities around it, surrounded by yellow sand with no end in sight.

Yin Wuxu glanced at it, then headed straight for the place with the most blood.

Most of the people living in Xifeng are ordinary people. At this time, when they saw Yin Wuxu and his party descending from the sky, they knelt on the ground in unison.

One of the old men staggered over from a distance, his eyes were full of tears, he walked with great difficulty, and wanted to kneel down: "Immortal..."

Yin Wuxu raised his hand, stopping the old man from kneeling down.

He put on a gentle smile on his face: "You don't need to be polite."

Good guy, Jiang Yunqi was stunned by this gentle appearance. Where did the person who was indifferent and playful just now go?

The old man was tearful, his eyes were urgent, and he grabbed Yin Wuxu's hand full of hope: "Please save us..."

The old man had a stooped figure, and his hands were rough and wrinkled, which made Jiang Yunqi feel a little uncomfortable.

Yin Wuxu's brows and eyes were full of compassion, as gentle as jade, he sighed lightly: "Don't worry, old man, we will definitely do our best."

The old man nodded again and again, and respectfully welcomed everyone into the village.