Really not a villain

Yun Qisheng was silent for a long time, Mu Jiangling said: "If you don't want to say it, let it go, we are in a hurry, let's give way."

"Pei Xing is really still alive?"

"Will I make fun of this?" Mu Jiangling asked back.

"Then I would like to advise you," Yun Qisheng stepped aside to get out of the way, and met Mu Jiangling's eyes, "Don't go to the ice prison. If you escape once, you may not be able to escape the second time."

With the lessons learned from the past, Mu Jiangling didn't take his words to heart, but just waved his hands: "You don't need to worry about it."

There is only one road from Wuguiyuan to the back hall of Qingyuntai.

Mu Jiangling's plan is simple.The key to the Frost Prison is specially kept by someone, but since he ran in and made a fuss last time, it seems that the key was taken away by Xuan Xichen.Ying Chen's strange movement is very suitable to use to lure Xuan Zhenchen away.

But he told Ying Chen very seriously: "Don't fight! Absolutely, absolutely not!"

Ying Chen is as good as a follower: "Okay."

"Really?" Mu Jiangling looked at him suspiciously.

Ying Chen left some leeway for himself: "It's not a last resort."

"..." Mu Jiangling could only pray that Xuan Xichen would not push him too hard.Although it is unlikely.

The plan went smoothly, so smoothly that it felt unreal.

Xuan Xichen was reading an unknown book in his room, when a dark shadow flashed outside the window, he frowned, put down the book and chased him out.As soon as he left, Mu Jiangling slipped in, stealthily rummaging through the room.

"Empty? Mezzanine? It's too simple..." Mu Jiangling knocked east and west, took out a key from the mezzanine of the cabinet, and said to himself, "Since you're here, why don't you take a look at the others?" of."

He casually flipped through a few things, but didn't find anything. He turned his eyes to the book spread out on the table.Inexplicably, Mu Jiangling felt that the book was attractive, as if it contained a shocking secret.He approached slowly, his heart beating faster and faster, and he swallowed subconsciously.

Turn it over, and it says "Anecdote Collection" on the cover, which is not a serious book at first glance.Looking at the content again, it was actually hand-copied, with dense notes beside it.

Although the content and annotations of the book are all handwritten, they are obviously not written by one person.On the page I turned to earlier, the ink marks were still wet, so it seemed that Xuan Xichen had personally annotated it.Mu Jiangling began to read the text.Soon he was shocked by the confusing words and barely comprehensible fragments in the book.

The handwriting is a bit messy and blurry.The book was very thin, and he quickly turned to the last page.

"Cultivation of immortals has never been seen since ancient times. If it is false... the method of cultivation is left by the immortal Feisheng, so what is the intention? There is a clear distinction between gods and immortals. Gods are...born, and immortals are made by humans. Gods interfere with immortals Practice the law, so there is no... lamentable! Lamentable! Ridiculous!"

Leaving aside all the speculations and deeds collected earlier, the last paragraph can be described as shocking.

The practice method of disturbing the gods? ? ?That is to say, there is something wrong with the generally recognized basic practice theory circulating in the world? !Is this why no one has ascended yet? ! ! !

At the end of the book, there was a line of crooked and small characters. Mu Jiangling glanced casually and almost threw the book out of the window.

——Letter Fourteen, written by Ping Xiuyu.

Ping Xiuyu? ? ?Ping Xiuyu! ! !

Mu Jiangling's eyes darkened.This thing was written by my master? !Then why have I never seen it during these years on the mountain?Also, since the house was burned down by Zhao Wuwang, how could such things still exist? ? ?Fireproof? ? ?

wrong.

The handwriting is wrong.

How could Master write such dog-planing characters!

Mu Jiangling calmed down, realizing that he had stayed here for too long, he closed the book and wanted to leave.

Turning around, he was dressed in white, so frightened that he ran straight to the table, and squatted on the window sill in a very awkward position, ready to flee at any time.

Meng Ting stared at him expressionlessly.

Mu Jiangling laughed dryly: "Meng, Brother Meng, good morning!"

Meng Ting took a deep look at the book that was thrown on the table, and said, "You are quite courageous, even dare to trespass into Master's room."

"Coincidentally, I happened to pass by. I didn't do anything!" Mu Jiangling concealed his embarrassment, while carefully moving his steps and adjusting his posture, trying to jump out of the window in one breath.

Meng Ting spread out his hands: "The key."

Mu Jiangling pretended to be stupid: "The key? What key? Ah yes, last time I left Hong Chen behind..."

"Hongchen is no longer here." Meng Tingshen seemed to be suppressing something, making his always gentle and elegant eyebrows and eyes a bit gloomy, "You... are going to the Ice Prison to rescue Li Qingya? Why do you always get involved in such things? Come?"

Mu Jiangling: "What can I do, the people you arrest always happen to have something to do with me."

Meng Ting hesitated to speak, and finally sighed: "Go. The master has been lured away by the person you brought, and you will not be found in the ice prison for the time being."

"Thank you very much." Mu Jiangling jumped out, stood still outside the window, and looked back into the room.Most of Meng Ting's body was hidden in the shadow, with his head lowered, holding the notebook, motionless like a puppet clay sculpture, as if he was nailed to death in the square window frame.He kindly advised: "Brother Meng, you'd better not read that book, it's all nonsense."

"Ah."

Mu Jiangling walked a few steps, then turned his head and said: "If one day, Qingyun...you are in danger, I will never stand by. At least... let me help you once."

He didn't look at Meng Tingshen's expression, and didn't wait for Meng Tingshen's response. After saying this, he left.Even he himself didn't know why he said that, he just wanted to say it all of a sudden.

Mu Jiangling used the key to open the door of the ice prison, and soon found the unconscious Li Qingya, and a strange living thing—a gray squirrel, lying on Li Qingya's head flaunting its might.When the gray squirrel looked up and saw him, it squealed with excitement.Mu Jiangling was surprised: "Didn't I leave you all in Medicine Valley?"

The gray squirrel spread its short paws and gestured for a cloud of air.

Mu Jiangling: "???"

The gray squirrel jumped up, babbled twice, and made gestures.

Mu Jiangling: "...I really can't understand the words of the squirrel. Forget it. Hey, brother Qingya, are you okay?"

No need to ask, anyone with a discerning eye will know at a glance that Li Qingya has only one breath left.

Mu Jiangling shielded him from the cold air in the ice prison, and sent him spiritual power for a while before he carried him on his back, looked down at the mottled and frozen blood, and sighed endlessly.

The gray squirrel suddenly became anxious and screamed desperately.

Mu Jiangling was puzzled: "What are you doing, keep your voice down, I don't care how you got here, anyway, this place is very dangerous, you have to leave quickly..."

"Good job, you don't have to go." Someone behind him clapped his hands lightly.

Mu Jiangling was stunned.

In an instant, many fragments flashed in my mind, and they were quickly let go like a revolving lantern, and finally fixed on Meng Tingshen who hesitated to speak.

He turned around stiffly little by little, looked at Xuan Xichen, and said with difficulty: "Why..."

Obviously shouldn't be here.

Xuan Xichen smiled lightly, and said: "This deity never thought that you would be so careless. Yes, this deity was lured to another place by the man in black, and the key was stolen. Enter through the gate of the ice prison. But there is a secret passage in this ice prison, you don’t know, and the apprentice of the deity never told you.”

Mu Jiangling's heart was beating like a drum, with sweat on his forehead, he gritted his teeth and said, "You figured this out? Meng Tingshen...was also used to make me let my guard down?"

Xuan Xichen said: "Not only that. The wounds on Li Qingya's body were also ordered by the deity, and he personally tortured them. This child, the attack is not serious, it is really a headache."

The smile on Xuan Xichen's face was like a spring breeze, but Mu Jiangling felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body felt cold.

"What... did you do to him? How could he do such a cruel thing... Aren't all of you immortal sects called brothers and sisters?!"

"Brother?" Xuan Yichen couldn't help laughing, "It's just a show. The former court is very ignorant, you deceived me, and disobeyed the deity, why, you still take it as a matter of course? If he doesn't help you, that's the truth." Yes!"

Every time Xuan Xichen said a word, he took a step closer until Mu Jiangling couldn't retreat, watching the hand stretch out to his neck.

"you……"

"Boom—" Suddenly, the ground shook, and the mountains fell and the ground cracked.A big hole was broken in the tightly closed door of Han Bing, and the gravel rolled down, and the wind from outside slowly blew in.

deja vu.Break holes with bare hands.

Ying Chen stepped on the stone, and stared directly at Xuan Xichen, exuding a faint golden light, with supreme coercion.

He said: "Do you dare to try to move him again?!"