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Chapter 21 Qing Leng Xianzun kills the demon lover (21)

"Jiang Zhuo'an, do you know you were wrong?"

A bone whip stained with blood hangs at Shen Ke's feet. His face is filled with arrogance, and his three white eyes are full of meanness and sharpness.

"I don't know." Jiang Zhuo'an did not salute. He stood upright outside the door of the meeting hall, with a look of impatience on his cold brows.

"I made it very clear before that after dealing with the monsters in Jicheng, I will be independent of Tianshu Sect. Now it is you who sent a message saying that there are demons coming to attack the world of cultivation, so I came to help.

May I ask what I did wrong? "

"This leader has also said before, you can't leave, you can't leave Tianshu Sect." At this time, Shen Ke completely lost his crazy look before, his eyes were filled with black mist, and his whole person was smiling a little weirdly. : "Everything you have comes from my father's teachings. Why do you think you can leave Tianshu Sect so easily?"

"What exactly do you want me to do?" Jiang Zhuo'an, who always disdained to beat around the bush with him, asked him with a frown.

"We are working together after all. Heng'an Immortal Lord shouldn't be so disrespectful, right?" Shen Ke half-leaned on the high seat, twirling a cup of tea between his fingertips.

He used his spiritual power to hold up the cup of tea and landed it in front of Jiang Zhuo'an. He raised his chin and motioned for Jiang Zhuo'an to drink it.

Jiang Zhuo'an didn't miss the calculation in his eyes, but he really didn't want to think too much. He just wanted to repay the remaining kindness as soon as possible and become independent from the Tianshu Sect so that he could protect the person who had been deeply hurt by him. .

"I've finished the tea, and it's time for the master to let me leave." Jiang Zhuo'an turned the tea cup upside down in his palm, and his cold brows added a hint of obvious disgust for Shen Ke.

"Why is Immortal Lord Heng'an so anxious for this moment?" Shen Ke snorted a laugh from his nose, with unconcealed malice in his three white eyes: "This leader invites you here not just to drink this cup of tea. "

Jiang Zhuo'an's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, and his hand subconsciously touched the Xingyan sword hanging on his waist: "Let's tell you everything at once."

Shen Ke threw a piece of paper in front of Jiang Zhuo'an, raised his eyebrows and said: "Those restless things from the demon clan have sent a message of war to our entire cultivation world. I want the entire sect to be happy." You have been following Heng'an Immortal Lord for so long, you must repay him well!"

His words had completely torn apart the mask of hypocrisy, and he no longer concealed his malice towards Jiang Zhuo'an in full view of the public.

Is Jiang Zhuoan an immortal respected by everyone?

He wanted to tear off the Immortal Lord, throw it into the mud and step on it, staining his white clothes with filth and erasing the divinity given to him by the world.

In the past, all the sects had more or less respect for Jiang Zhuo'an, and Shen Ke would never be allowed to humiliate Jiang Zhuo'an in this way.

But today they didn't know what was going on. One by one, they became bored, watching their noses and hearts, and ignored Shen Ke's humiliation of Jiang Zhuo'an.

Jiang Zhuoan bowed down to pick up the war post and uncovered the beeswax on it. The handwriting that caught his eye was not really beautiful calligraphy, it could even be said to be a ghost drawing, but he still recognized it at the first sight. come out.

Like an instinct engraved in his bones, even if he just glanced at it, he could clearly understand what it said.

"The Demon Lord Yan Qingning will fight the entire world of cultivation in seven days."

Shen Ke saw Jiang Zhuo'an bending down to pick up the war post, but he didn't bother him anymore. He leaned lazily on the back of the high seat with a casual attitude: "I don't know who this demon wrote the war post." Tie, this word is as ugly as a ghost-drawn talisman, and even though it’s drawn like this, it’s still called a war post.”

"This word is not ugly." Jiang Zhuo'an raised his cold eyes slightly, and the unsheathed Xing Yan sword shot out a sword force and cut off the hair on the side of Shen Ke's neck. He argued seriously: "He has written very seriously, and he also Master, please stop belittling me!"

"Jiang Zhuo'an, do you dare to threaten me?" Shen Ke's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Jiang Zhuo'an didn't even look at him, he bowed his hands and said, "I just ask the master to be careful in what he says."

"This war invitation was written by a demon. You protect that demon so much, but you have an affair with the demon?" Shen Ke suddenly slapped the armrest of the seat, feeling happy because he caught Jiang Zhuoan's small mistake.

Having an affair with the demons?

He wanted to, but was rejected...

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhuo'an had a wry smile on his lips, and responded to Shen Ke's words in a cold voice: "Shen Ke, I would like to advise you, don't always speculate on me with your own dirty thoughts."

He ignored Shen Ke who was jumping up and down in anger on the high seat. He put the ugly slogan into his wide sleeves and turned around to leave the meeting hall.

"Jiang! Zhuo! An!"

Shen Ke almost gritted his molar teeth as he recited the name. His originally handsome face was distorted by jealousy and hatred into a mean and surly look, which made people feel fearful just looking at it.

A few elders who were not afraid of him stepped forward and asked him in a low voice: "Master, is that plan... still going on?"

Shen Ke threw out a stream of spiritual power irritably and landed at the feet of the elders: "Continue."

"Why don't you continue?" The dark eyes flashed again, and there was a lot of malice that was a precursor to being possessed: "Don't forget, you are the ones who proposed this plan, and this leader is just following your thoughts to give Jiang Zhuoan Drugged."

"Is it possible that when the end comes, which elder is reluctant to part with the apple of his eye?"

"I don't dare." All the elders bowed and saluted, fearing that Shen Ke's inexplicable anger would spread to themselves.

"I dare not be the best." Shen Ke snorted from his nose.

An elder seemed to be unable to bear the current bleak scene in the world and said, "Master, isn't it inappropriate for us to treat Heng'an Immortal Lord like this?"

Shen Ke's eyes fell on him for a moment, and he suddenly laughed, and then a powerful spiritual power flashed, knocking the elder who spoke out to the ground.

Shen Ke's foot crushed his chest hard, and he refused to give up until he vomited blood: "What kind of good person are you standing up for at this time?"

"You are all the same, you are all used to the unconditional protection from Jiang Zhuo'an, so you all panicked when you heard that he was leaving the sect.

You are not completely sure to keep him, so you can only rely on this leader to use this despicable method to force him to be locked up in Tianshu Sect to serve us. "

"I gave him the drug to make him infamous in the world of cultivation. Your precious daughter got his body, and you old immortals gained his eternal protection."

The force of Shen Ke's feet gradually increased, until the person under his feet was stepped on until his sternum was broken, and his whole body was so painful that he fainted, and then he kicked the person aside mercifully.

"This is a win-win situation. I don't understand what you are dissatisfied about?"

"Obviously just sacrificing one Jiang Zhuo'an can make so many of us happy, so why not?"

Shen Ke's eyes were already occupied by the dark evil light, and they no longer had the clarity they once had.

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