Help! The ascetic and cold senior brother is actually a fallen demon villain

They are both geniuses. Jiang Huai's fifteen-year-old Nascent Soul is inferior to him because of his age. Yang Yun's seventeen-year-old Yuanying is inferior to his master.

Jiang Ying deliberately suppressed his cultivation speed. She knew why better than anyone else. There was a small amount of poison in it. She just never thought that he would quickly reach the 20th star and reach the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

"I know." Jiang Ying's eyes were firmly fixed on the man in the last row of the team who was commanding the stars. He was very skilled and proficient.

As a disciple, she was born to be sensitive to the power of the stars. Each of the twenty-eight stars has different attributes, which are similar to the five elements of talisman cultivation. In addition to mastering the skills, it requires a flexible mind to memorize the characteristics of the stars.

His talent is truly astonishing, he has an extraordinary memory, studies diligently, and practices painstakingly. He only needs to practice a few times before he can bring his moves to their fullest and are astonishingly powerful.

"Then do you have any plans on how to face your apprentice?" The sword-wielding master turned his head slightly and looked at the expressionless woman quietly.

"..." Jiang Ying closed her eyes, escaping from reality without looking or thinking.

"Baby, have you ever thought about it. In the wilderness, the Elephant God left you behind as a last resort. He didn't have the chance to say it. He didn't have time to say it."

Why bother? When she saw Yang Yun, she couldn't help but think of the elephant god. She was not the only one who felt uncomfortable.

"Snapped--"

Jiang Ying suddenly stood up with a dark face, and the jade in her hand almost fell to the ground, "Duan Yi! Don't mention him to me!"

She was so angry that she called the sword-wielding master by his real name.

The woman lowered her head, her dark hair covering her expression so that no one could see clearly. All you could see was that she was biting her lower lip tightly with her teeth, clenching her fists, her knuckles were slightly white from excessive exertion, and her shoulders could not be restrained. The ground shook.

Hiding deep in her heart, uncontrollable emotions surged into her heart like a flood.

The two of them vented their depressed breaths.

"Uncle Jiangjun, what's going on? I'm so angry, but Uncle Duan offended you?" In the lifeless environment, the woman's teasing broke in.

Her makeup is exquisite, her face is condensed with goose fat, her expression is like autumn water, she is slim and slender, her plain white dress is simple and simple, her outfit is simple, but she exudes an innate nobility.

It does not come from cumbersome decoration, but from an inner temperament.

"Oh, it turns out it's Wen Ge." The sword-wielding master glanced at the visitor, "Bai Li is competing, not here with me."

Ling Wenge's melodious voice carried a refreshing magic power, "Listen to what Uncle Duan said. Is the purpose of my coming to you definitely to find Senior Brother Baili?"

"..." Otherwise, how could you not ask Baili, the black fox who opened his mouth and kept silent.

Ling Wenge sat beside him dignifiedly. As soon as she sat down, she hugged his arm and said coquettishly, "Uncle Duan, when will you return to Sanlangou? Or can Xuanfu Sect arrange a vacant room for me?"

Master Zhijian didn't even think about it, "Baili disagrees. He will definitely live in Lunjian Mountain when you come. I still have to rely on him to maintain the reputation of Xuanfu Sect."

Hei Ming has good looks. In the past, he would drag him to the sword discussion platform for admissions. Even if a man went to that station with a bad face, he could attract a large number of disciples to sign up without any unnecessary actions, and the male to female ratio was evenly matched!

It's just magical.

Also works great.

It would be better if he didn't have that angry mouth.

Half an hour later, Xuanfu Sect's points maxed out and the secret realm was forced to end.

Several people were sitting in the teleportation array and came out. Ling Wenge was looking forward to it. He caught a glimpse of the white streak in his eyes. He left the sword-wielding master behind and ran forward eagerly, "Senior Brother Baili!"

Hei Mingzhidan raised his eyelids and saw the woman. He calmly grabbed Jiang Huai next to him and pulled him to the front to block her!

"Ah!" The two of them bumped into each other!

"Ugh, it hurts so much!" Ling Wenge couldn't help but let out a painful groan. She tightly covered her swollen forehead with both hands and squatted down, whimpering.

Jiang Huai took a few steps back and saw stars in his eyes. He also held his forehead, his eyes full of "gratitude", "Elder brother! You are really my good brother!"

The evil-minded black fox smiled and gloated, "Then next time I'll drag Qin Mufeng."

Qin Mufeng, who was waiting beside the teleportation array: "??"

Thank you so much!

After waiting for a while, the redness and swelling on Ling Wenge's smooth forehead had eased slightly. He slowly stood up and said in a somewhat complaining tone, "Senior Brother Baili, we have only seen each other for so long, you..."

"and many more."

Heiming knew what she wanted to say and interrupted her first.

Then the man hugged the brown-haired girl who was enjoying watching the show, lifted a strand of curly hair on her chest with his slender index finger and brought it to his crimson lips. His eyes were dark and gloomy under the long eyelashes, and the purple light flickered on and off. , "Let me introduce to you the Taoist companion I consider to be my lifelong Taoist companion, Bai Qiao."

"..."

When this sentence spread to people's ears, their entire worldview seemed to be shocked. They couldn't believe their hearing, let alone the authenticity of this sentence.

The one named Baili on the sword cultivation list has always been the focus of attention in the six realms. He is always dressed in moon white, like the splendor condensed by frost, and is as lonely and proud as his sword.

His cold and desireless eyes are as clean and pure as clear springs. Regarding the hustle and bustle of the world, he seems to only regard it as a wisp of clouds and smoke, passing through the dust of the years and traveling through thousands of years, high above, as if it is an illusion that can never be touched.

No one dares to surpass the dignity of this god. He can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be played with. He is unattainable. Everyone thinks that he will go down alone. No one can imagine how outstanding the woman who can catch his eyes is. Stunning.

He would never have thought that this was actually a fallen god. The evil in his heart far exceeded the limits of ordinary people, and he was full of evil, far from touching his twisted dark side.

Everyone's face has its own splendor.

This is still the projection range of the big jade slip. He is intermittently announcing to the six realms that his soul mate will only have one woman in his life.