Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

Bei Yi was filled with doubts. The main reason was that he didn't have any memory of this body. He hadn't been able to find out the secret of his original body. Who was the master who wanted to kill him? I just remember that the two boys were wearing clothes from the city palace. Is it possible that they were originally from the city palace?

Early the next morning, the three masters and apprentices came to Tianlan City Palace with their swords.

When he saw the person greeting him, Bei Yi's pupils were shocked again. She?

The woman called her master and senior brother with a smile, and then grabbed Bei Yi's sleeve: "Ayi, how have you been in the past few months? Senior sister is worried to death. How can you escape? Do you know that master has something to do with you?" How sad?"

Bei Yi's mind was spinning, how could this woman be her senior sister? In her previous life, she killed Mu Yuan with her own hands, and then fought with his majestic Demon Lord for two days and snatched Han Ziyu's body from his hands.

"Ayi, what's wrong with you?" Wang Ruonan checked his pulse, "It's nothing serious."

Bei Yi rubbed his eyes and reluctantly called out: "Senior sister."

Wang Ruonan rubbed Bei Yi's head, and Bei Yi realized that he was only a little taller than her, which was really detrimental to the man's face. He didn't know where his master was in this life, but he would find him no matter where he was. Together with Xiao Lin spent the rest of his life together, and Xiao Lin was the person he had loved for hundreds of years.

Wang Ruonan whispered to him: "Junior brother, behave well. Master has been extremely lost during the two months since you ran away. Moreover, you also stole Tian Qian Kun. Where is Tian Qian Kun?"

"Here I am."

"Put it away, go back to the top of the cliff and return it to Master."

A large group of people came out of the palace gate, and saw a beautiful young girl coming. She seemed to be about the same age as Bei Yi at this time. The girl was gorgeously dressed, showing off her nobility and charm. It is vivid and vivid, arousing people's infinite reverie.

Mu Yuan just stared at the girl approaching in front of him. Probably no man could ignore her eyes, which were as hot as the summer sun and burned his heart.

"Xiaofang welcomes Hanguang Immortal Lord." Bei Yunfang said.

Han Ziyu said: "City Master is very polite. Thank you City Master for taking care of Xiao Qi recently. If you have any trouble, please forgive me."

When Bei Yi heard this, he felt that he was extremely hypocritical. Han Ziyu was the most upright and upright immortal as rumored by outsiders, but he was actually extremely hypocritical.

The girl smiled softly: "It doesn't matter, I'm the one who invited the Immortal Lord here, and it's my city lord who should say thank you."

Bei Yi wanted to cover his ears when he heard it.

Wang Ruonan bent down and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you City Lord for taking me in these two days."

The main reason for this was that she was injured that day when she, Senior Brother Mu Yuan and Master went out to kill demon spirits, and met the city lord and were invited to the palace.

The city lord quickly helped Wang Ruonan: "You're welcome, I would also like to thank you for entertaining me these past two days."

Bei Yi walked behind: "Senior sister, how old is the city lord?"

Wang Ruonan raised her hand and knocked him on the head: "What? You have fallen in love with the city lord. She is not a woman you can imagine. This is the year of the city lord."

Bei Yi couldn't believe it: "Twenty-five? Isn't that Bihan, one year older than Master?"

Wang Ruonan nodded. It was really unbelievable. This city lord looked like a young woman in her mid-teens, and even her voice was so childish.

The palace is magnificent, with a golden lion located in the middle of the palace. This palace is even more magnificent than the palace in his previous life. It seems that this woman is not simple.

Delicious food was prepared in the main hall, and after the four masters and disciples had eaten, they began to set up formations at the palace gate.

"What's going on in the city palace?" Bei Yi asked.

Wang Ruonan looked at Bei Yi in front of him. He was about to speak but stopped. How could he say this?

Mu Yuan said: "Many people died in the palace. Almost all the men in the Bei family died, including all the men from the Bei family's branches. Only the old city lord was left. He suffered from a serious illness and was paralyzed two years ago. In bed."

Bei Yi's first thought was that this family must be up to no good and only focus on killing men.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yuan said: "Junior brother, you are also a member of the Bei family, a branch of the Bei family, and the cousin of the current city lord."

"What? I'm that woman's cousin?"

Wang Ruonan patted Bei Yi and said, "Be respectful, that's the Lord of Tianlan City."

Bei Yi's whole body was torn apart. Could it be that the person who wanted to kill him was Bei Yunfang, and he was afraid that he would come back and compete with her for the position of city lord?

"Yeah." But this senior sister is really fierce. I don't know how senior brother Mu Yuan fell in love with this woman in his previous life. He was always doing something to her.

Night falls quietly, the shadows of the trees are dancing, and the cool autumn breeze wakes up the sleepy Beiyi.

Bei Yi looked at the formation that the senior brother had set up. It was not powerful enough. He used this formation to attract monsters, but probably not many. He cut his wrist and took a cup of blood. Human blood was the best way to attract evil. something to use.

A cup of blood is sprinkled everywhere in the formation, which can lure the surrounding ghosts to come here.

Bei Yi looked at Han Ziyu in front of him. He was standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. The pale moonlight elongated his figure. Several sweet-scented osmanthus flowers fell on his hair, embellishing his coolness and nobility, elegance and humility.

But only Bei Yi knew that he was stubborn and had a scary temper.

"Master." Bei Yi walked closer and stood under the moonlight. Through the shadow, he could see that he was indeed much shorter than him. He then turned to look at his body, reaching about his shoulders.

Han Ziyu looked down at the young man in front of him. He was still recalling the kiss last night in his mind. The cold touch was something he couldn't forget. He had practiced hard for many years before he could become an immortal at this age. From then on, I have never felt what lust is, and I don't know that lips can be so soft.

The moment the kiss was printed on his forehead that day, a bloody face flashed in his mind, and he couldn't see clearly what that person looked like.

"Master?" Bei Yi called softly.

Han Ziyu came to his senses: "What's the matter?"

"Last night, you blocked the female ghost's palm for your disciple, were you injured?" Bei Yi said.

Han Ziyu saw the palm print at night. It was so deep that it almost hurt his heart: "It's okay. Are you feeling better?"

"much better."

Bei Yi wanted to find something to talk about and get useful information about, but he didn't expect the atmosphere to be so awkward: "Master,...Master, protect yourself tonight."

"Ah."

Bei Yi regretted so much that he couldn't open his mouth to ask him about the life experience of this body, even if he asked Senior Brother Mu Yuan.

The sound of dogs barking came from far away in the middle of the night. The four masters and apprentices had been waiting at the palace gate. Even when the rooster crowed, they could not wait for the monster to come.

Han Ziyu flicked his sleeves and said, "Follow me to the hilltop not far away."

The four masters and apprentices came to a nearby small mountain with their swords. The entire mountain was shrouded in miasma. Although the mountain was small, it had lush branches and leaves, especially it was covered with barbed thorns.

The mountain road was quite muddy, and Bei Yi followed Han Ziyu closely.

Bei Yi felt that this mountain was not simple: "Master, it's late autumn now, why haven't the trees at the foot of the mountain shed their leaves yet?"

"There are monsters in this mountain." Han Ziyu said.

When we climbed up the mountain, it suddenly started raining heavily. The four masters and apprentices were soaked to the skin. The rain came at a strange time. The wind was strong, and the leaves fell off one after another at this moment, falling with the wind and hitting Bei Yi's face.

Bei Yi felt a pain, and his face started to bleed when he touched it: "Master, this is a tree blade."

Han Ziyu immediately used his spiritual power to form a formation and block the heads of several people. Mu Yuan also followed Han Ziyu and used his spiritual power.

Bei Yi watched Wang Ruonan also use his spiritual power, but he could only stand in the formation and do nothing, because this useless body and narrow spiritual veins were not a good candidate for cultivating immortals at all.

The fog was everywhere and the rain was getting heavier.

The four masters and disciples supported the magic circle and walked up the mountain. When they arrived at a temple on the top of the mountain, Beiyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Ruonan said: "Master, when will the rain outside stop?"

Han Ziyu said: "It has stopped. There is now the sound of tree blades falling to the ground outside."

"Master, it's so weird here. Look how the stone statue is so lifelike and almost the same as the real person." Wang Ruonan said.

Mu Yuan stood up and stepped forward to check. When he touched the stone statue, he was stunned for a moment: "Master, how can this stone statue be elastic?"

Han Ziyu released a talisman, and then the stone statue peeled off a layer of skin, revealing its true face.

Bei Yi was surprised, how could this stone statue be a real person, and how could it look similar to his body.

Han Ziyu stood in front of the three disciples and formed a formation: "Back off, Mu Yuan protects them."

Mu Yuan said: "Yes."

Bei Yi tried to use his spiritual power, but this useless body could not use the only spiritual power in his body.

The stone statue man suddenly opened his eyes and walked slowly towards the four masters and apprentices. There was no luster in his eyes. He looked like a dead person but not like a dead person. The first thing Bei Yi thought of was the poisonous man. He created him in his previous life in order to save Xiao Lin. Many people died, but in the end they could not save the master. Every time the stone man takes a step, the whole temple shakes. He doesn't look like a poisonous man at all.

Han Ziyu quickly tied the bell shield to keep the three disciples in the formation. He held Li Xuan's whip and threw it out. Li Xuan emitted a dazzling green and white light. The whip was covered with lotus pattern totems, and the handle was engraved. With the word "Li Xuan" on it, another ear of hair falls, which is very beautiful.

Li Xuan's grip on the stone statue's neck became tighter and tighter. The stone statue made a whining sound as if it had something to say. Han Ziyu let go of Li Xuan.

At the next moment, the stone man suddenly changed, his height increased suddenly, he spread his arms to absorb the demonic power from all around the temple, and took another step to create a deep pit under his feet.

When Bei Yi was still wondering whether Han Ziyu would be able to fight with him in this life, he saw that he had already held Li Xuan in his hand and soared into the air, heading towards the stone statue at a very fast speed. Bei Yi did not have time to see Han Ziyu clearly in the future. Regardless of Yu Zhi's move, the stone statue had already clicked to the end, stirring up layers of dust in the temple.

"The tree blade has stopped, evacuate." No one responded. He turned around and saw that there was no one behind him. The stone statue beside him was still struggling to stand up.

Han Ziyu didn't want to get entangled with him anymore, so she untied the glass bottle from her waist and said, "Help me find the traces of the three apprentices."

A cloud of green mist slowly dispersed from the bottle, and the green mist turned into the shape of a man: "What kind of reward can I get for helping you find this person? How about a kiss from the Immortal Han?"

"Get down to business quickly."

Green Mist snorted coldly, "I'll allow that disciple of yours to kiss you, but I can't. Han Xin, after all, I've been following you since I was a child, but I can't compare to a young boy. I don't care, I don't care, he still kisses you." Yes, he even kissed you, woohoo!”

Han Ziyu released ice crystals from his palms; "Do you want to die? If you don't want to die, why don't you find someone quickly?"

The green mist dissatisfiedly dispersed into dots of green light, spreading from the top of the mountain to the entire mountain.