The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

"What are you talking about?"

After hearing Lou Xinzhou's words, Jingruo felt a little guilty and turned around. She let him go as soon as he was told by Mahayana's pressure. Lou Xinzhou was only a golden elixir cultivator now. How could he withstand it? He almost knelt down. Fortunately, Jue Ming reacted quickly. , almost teleported to her side, blocking Jingruo's pressure for him.

"The elder is anxious."

Lou Xinzhou poked his head out from behind Jue Ming, the smile in his eyes almost overflowing.

"urgent?"

Jingruo was slightly stunned after hearing this. After a long time, he coughed a few times to suppress the panic in his heart. He must be steady now.

Oh, by the way, Han Yu said that he snatched the son of a mermaid, but more than four hundred years have passed since this incident, so there is no truth. So this kid just happened to make a random guess, and there must be no evidence.

In this case, he can still be saved, as long as he regains Jua Ming's trust. He has educated him for more than four hundred years, can his feelings during this period still be faked?

"What I said is all true. There is nothing to rush about?"

Jingruo forced herself to calm down. After all, he was also the great elder of Fufeng, and he had seen many big scenes.

"Tomorrow." Jingruo let out a long sigh, seeming a little disappointed, "I would like to ask you, since I adopted you until now, have I ever treated you badly? In terms of food and clothing, the magic weapon and the spirit sword are always the most expensive. Okay, teach every day, care every night, these must never be fake."

"..."

Ju Ming didn't speak, Lou Xinzhou hid behind him and listened silently. At this moment, he just felt a little admired by Jing Ruo. Even at this point, he could still struggle and even play the emotional card.

"It's the person you are protecting now. Do you know her true identity? Where she comes from and what her purpose is. What evidence can she produce for slandering me like this?"

Evidence.

Jingruo is much more calm than before. Lou Xinzhou really can't provide any material evidence, but Shao Yunfan has sent her a message before, saying that the mermaid's elixir and Cassia merged into one, and Cassia inherited from his ancestors. ’s memory already knows the truth.

"I have kept the teachings of more than four hundred years in my heart before today, and I really don't know who they are."

After a long silence, Jueming finally spoke, but his tone was more disappointed than before. He no longer called Jingruo his master. What the person in front of him had just said had already made him My heart was completely cold.

He is not stupid, and will be swayed by Jing Ruoche's emotional cards. If adopting him is a position of power, then everything he does not understand can be explained.

What is upbringing and teaching? What are magical treasures? In fact, he has always known that in Jingruo's eyes, reputation, status and rights always come first. That's why he asked him to seek advice from the sage who transcended the tribulation, in order to be on an equal footing with that person in the sect, so , he would want to tie him down and reject him without hesitation after he became an elder. Therefore, he never mentioned his parents’ life experience...

"them?"

Jingruo repeated doubtfully, and Jueming glanced at him without giving an explanation.

"But, you should know that the mermaid clan can pass on memories." Jueming said slowly, his eyes filled with silver light, which contained the sorrow and anger of bursting the embankment, "Jingruo, from now on Finally, I don’t recognize you as my master.”

"what······"

Jueming's words were like cold nails, knocking Jingruo down into the abyss in an instant. He felt suddenly horrified. When he raised his eyes, he realized that his former apprentice was already full of murderous intent. In just one breath, the spiritual sword was close to his eyes. He hurriedly went to He retreated, only a hair's breadth away from being in the northwest.

"You actually want to kill your master." Jingruo's tone was full of disbelief, and her eyes were filled with anger. "So what if I lied to you? You have all your cultivation skills taught by me, so how can I owe you anything?"

"Yes, yes, you don't owe him, you don't owe him at all. Your cultivation was taught by you, not determined by your own talent, nor obtained through hard work. His mother was not killed by you, but by herself. He burned himself to death because he was too sad to lose his child, which has nothing to do with you."

Lou Xinzhou stood aside and finally couldn't listen any more, he folded his arms and said sarcastically.

With such a person in the stall, Ju Ming must have suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck.

"you!"

Jingruo was not willing to let her mock her. While dodging Ju Ming's attack, he was looking for a loophole to kill the girl. However, he was not Ju Ming's opponent. The space here was small and he could just dodge. It had consumed all his energy.

Ju Ming heard her voice and realized she was still there, so he took the time to release a hand and actually called the exit of the secret room directly.

"You go out first, someone should be waiting for you."

Xia Ming said.

Lou Xinzhou looked at the blue teleportation formation in front of him, and without much hesitation, he simply said thank you and jumped in.

In the duel between the two Mahayana, it would be better for her to run faster to avoid being affected, but it was a pity that she couldn't see Jingruo being killed with her own eyes.

After Lou Xinzhou left, Jueming immediately showed his strongest side. Jingruo was not his opponent and was beaten to a defeat. At the beginning, he could still catch a few moves, but later on, Chunchun was suppressed and beaten. Then there was blood. First his arm flew off, then his leg became lame. Then he was stabbed and pulled on his shoulder, and there was another gash on his back.

"You don't recognize me as master at all."

Jingruo gritted his teeth.

"I already told you why."

Ju Ming struck out with another sword, directly knocking off Jing Ruo's sword, and then received another spiritual strike. The elder who was sitting on the high platform not long ago fell to the ground, covered in blood and in a miserable state.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Jueming pointed his sword at Jingruo's throat and said coldly.

"Oh, there's nothing to say. I just hope you don't regret your cold-bloodedness."

"I will not do anything I regret, but you should reflect on what you have done. Not only me, but also millions of innocent souls who have been tortured by your desires. Jingruo, go to the ground to apologize."

Jingruo looked up at her former disciple. She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. In the past, she only thought that his eldest disciple was gentle and kind, and could make sense of right and wrong. She was very proud in her heart, so much so that she was a little complacent, but she never thought about it. One day, his apprentice will be killed because he knows right from wrong.

The cold sword penetrated his heart, and he didn't even see the slightest hesitation in those silver eyes. His senses before death were mobilized to the fullest extent. He heard the sound of the spirit sword pressing into the flesh inch by inch, and the blood splashed out, smelling fishy. The smell was tangy, the piercing buzzing was incessant, and the eyes seemed to see many phantoms, which were not clear and blurred.

"Hmph, do you think I am the only one who will die?" With her last strength, Jingruo leaned into Jueming's ear and said with difficulty, "If there is a big movement, Qinghuang and the others will be able to detect it, so don't even think about it. Go, bury them all with me!!! Hahahahaha!!”

No, he's going to blow himself up!