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"waste!"

"It's all a bunch of trash!"

Shen Ke's eyebrows were full of anger, and he didn't know how many tea cups he had broken.

The elders under the high seat were watching with their noses and hearts in mind, and they did not dare to breathe for fear of offending this moody master.

"A bunch of scoundrels, get out of here and look for Jiang Zhuo'an!" Shen Ke waved his bone whip, and his three white eyes were full of mean coldness: "If you can't find Jiang Zhuo'an, I'm going to Let you have a good taste of this bone whip!"

The bone whip hit the ground hard, leaving a trace of the whip, making everyone under the high seat pale at this moment.

"I obey!" Everyone echoed in unison.

Seeing their identical expressions of fear, Shen Ke suddenly felt bored and waved his hand: "Everyone, get back!"

After everyone left, the entire meeting hall seemed extremely empty. Only Shen Ke remained on the high seat, silently looking at the whip in his hand.

This bone whip was once given to Jiang Zhuo'an to punish his apprentice, and was later used by him to punish Jiang Zhuo'an.

There was still dark blood stains between the bones of the whip, which came from Jiang Zhuo'an.

Shen Ke stared blankly at the trace of blood, with a hint of paranoid madness in his dark eyes.

Jiang Zhuoan had always listened to his words...

It was all his new apprentice's fault. It was all because of him that Jiang Zhuo'an left the Tianshu Sect.

"Jiang Zhuo'an, I originally thought that if you were ruined, I would be merciful and let you stay in Tianshu Sect as a registered elder." Shen Ke rubbed the blood on the bone whip, his black eyes were almost obsessed with darkness. : "But you are so disrespectful that you gave up the Tianshu Sect that you have guarded for so long for an insignificant person."

"You were the one who became a traitor first, so don't blame me for being merciless..."

The spiritual power rising from Shen Ke's palm was dark in color, which was obviously a precursor to becoming possessed.

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Jiang Zhuoan stared wide-eyed at the young man in front of him who boldly pressed him against the edge of the pool. Just as he was about to speak, he covered his mouth with his hand and blocked all his words.

There were many wounds on the young man's body that were oozing with blood, but he didn't care about it. He just looked at Jiang Zhuo'an with a smile, "Master, this time...are you here to completely eliminate the demon like me? "

The sounds in the water were not very clear. Jiang Zhuoan could only roughly hear some and guessed by looking at the shape of his mouth.

"I didn't." He gently took away Yan Qingning's hand, and the cold mask was broken, leaving only the tenderness that was unique to Yan Qingning: "I'm just... worried about you."

"Ha... cough..." Yan Qingning mocked him, but the sweet and fishy taste uncontrollably emerged in his throat again, forcing him to vomit blood and blood, and his mouth and nose were filled with pool water.

Jiang Zhuo'an panicked the moment he saw him vomiting blood, and no longer cared about their current relationship. He stretched out his hand to restrain Yan Qingning's movements, and ran out of the pool with him in his arms.

After being deprived of oxygen underwater for too long, and the hidden injuries on his body were not treated in time, Yan Qingning's body had reached the end of its strength.

But even so, he still pushed Jiang Zhuo'an away, struggled to hold himself up, and refused to show any cowardice: "Master, what are you doing?"

There were too many emotions in his eyes that Jiang Zhuoan couldn't understand. There was sadness, doubt, and embarrassment...but there was no strong and blazing love like before.

His little apprentice... really doesn't love him anymore this time...

"I'm just... worried about you." Jiang Zhuoan opened his mouth, but could only repeat what he said at the bottom of the pool.

Obviously he had a lot to say, but he couldn't say it, couldn't say it, and wasn't even qualified to say it.

"Worried about me?" Yan Qingning sneered, and glanced at Jiang Zhuo'an with his peach blossom eyes that had faded from love, and said in a pretentious tone: "Master... I am a demon."

"Demons are born with evil nature, you taught me this!"

His body was really too weak, and just by saying this in a pretentious manner, the fishy-sweet breath surged out of his throat again.

Yan Qingning suppressed the thought of vomiting blood, and her lips were too pale: "But what are you doing now? You are worried about a demon! You are saving a demon! You are doing things that are contrary to your own intentions!"

He seemed to criticize Jiang Zhuo'an's hypocritical behavior loudly, but he was too weak, and even his words seemed to be weak and sickly.

"I just want to save you..." Jiang Zhuoan lowered his eyelids and responded feebly to his question.

The tips of his hair and white clothes were soaked, his hands were hanging down as if exhausted, and his whole body was soaked. The immortal spirit he once had was no longer visible, only the embarrassment and filth all over his body.

"Put away your cheap kindness." Yan Qingning did not look at him again, his eyes fell on the distance: "I am the leader of the demon clan, I don't need your pretentiousness, and I don't need your concern.

I will tell the world in my own way that demons are not all evil. "

"I can help you." Jiang Zhuo'an grabbed his sleeve and pitifully showed his only value: "No matter what you want to do, I can help you."

Yan Qingning didn't even give him a glance, her voice was weak and cold: "What if I let you massacre the entire world of cultivation? Will you also help me?"

"..." Jiang Zhuo'an's hand unconsciously relaxed a little, and his cold voice was pleading: "Except for this, I will help you with everything else..."

After all, he still refused to swing his sword at innocent people...

"Then I want you to help me kill Shen Ke." Yan Qingning ignored the corner of his clothes that was pulled by him, and his expression was as calm as water, without any waves: "This should be very simple for you."

"He humiliated you before and asked you to beat me with a bone whip until I was seriously injured. I asked you to kill him directly. This is considered a very merciful revenge."

"I don't believe that with the ability of Heng'an Immortal Lord, he will not be able to kill a waste at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage."

"Aning, Shen Ke's father is my master. He is kind to me. I...I can't...can't do anything to Shen Ke." Jiang Zhuo'an looked embarrassed.

"Ha... Heng'an Immortal Lord really understands justice!" Yan Qingning struggled to throw away his hand and said mockingly: "You said you wanted to help me, but as long as it involves the world of cultivation and Shen Ke, you will Will avoid it spontaneously.

Is this what you said, no matter what I want to do, you will help me? "

"Aning..."

Jiang Zhuoan wanted to reach out and grab the corner of his clothes, but he dodged him.

Yan Qingning leaned against the tree to catch his breath, raised his eyes and looked at him, his tone full of malice: "Jiang Zhuo'an, don't you feel disgusted when you call me a demon like that?"