Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

The door was pushed open, and the shopkeeper was in front, making a gesture of hospitality.

In front of him is a group of black cats. The black cats lift up the soft sedan chair, and on the sedan chair is a statue of Avalokitesvara with Thousand Arms.The cat has thick fleshy pads, and it can lift a soft sedan chair weighing a thousand catties, as light as a cloud, without making a sound.

Behind the cat are two black cats playing suo la and drums.

In the lobby, everyone except the shopkeeper knelt down and looked at the soft sedan foolishly.

Strangely crawling over along the ground, with chills down his back, Feng Chang'an followed Yun Chang, walked out the door without a sound, and brushed past the group of black cats.

After wiping, he was about to go out, but the door was closed with a bang.

Feng Changan thumped in his heart, turned around, and was about to draw his sword when Yun Chang pressed his hand and shook his head.

The two stood in front of the gate, looking at the team of black cats.

A black cat entered the tunnel at some point, and when it exited the tunnel, it crawled in front of the sedan chair, saying, "Greatly merciful Guanyin, some living people entered the sacrificial place, and they killed their clansmen and ran away."

The paint on the face of Avalokitesvara on the soft sedan began to peel off. It opened its mouth and turned its head as if in front of the door. All 42 hands remained in their original state.

Compassionate and compassionate, he said: "Killing is a crime. In everything, you must not kill indiscriminately. Anyone who kills will have evil consequences."

A golden light bloomed from its body, shining towards the gate.

Seeing this, the people in the room blushed with excitement, and said loudly: "Save the suffering and the suffering Guanyin!"

The golden light scattered on the ground, and the ground shattered like dust raised in the desert, covering the two of them with dust, shaking their clothes and shaking off a thick layer of dust.

"Go!" Yun Chang drew out his sword, and when the golden light was about to sprinkle on his body, he grabbed Feng Chang'an's arm, broke open the door, turned into a red light, and disappeared into the night.

A group of people stared blankly at the broken door, dozens of black cats chased after them screaming like crazy, the rest of the black cats still lifted the soft sedan chair to the inner door, and the shopkeeper led the way.

Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara turned her head and looked straight ahead. It looked at the front with compassion, and the paint spread over its face as quickly as silver water, and the fragmented face healed again.

It reads: "Everything has a cause and an effect, and evil deeds will be rewarded."

So the group of people in the lobby cheered, and followed the black cat carrying the soft sedan into the inner door.

A red light quickly flashed across the night sky and landed on the original restaurant.

Dozens of black cats rushed to the restaurant and sniffed up the stairs step by step. Their fur was dirty and stuck together, the kind of stickiness that couldn't be washed away even if it was washed by heavy rain.

The black cats sniffed up step by step, and had to separate because the restaurant was too big. Two of them smelled the room of the dead before, so they stopped looking for the living and began to tear the hands of the dead.

The black cat's teeth were very sharp. It bit down the bone with one bite, and with a bang, it tore the arm off.

In the darkness, a figure approached quietly, and when they were about to bite the second hand, they slashed down with a sword.

The two round cat heads slid around the ground with blood on them, hit the dilapidated table legs, and stopped in the distance.

Feng Chang'an put away his sword and lit the lamp. It was almost dawn now, and it was still a little dark. The lamps that were lit when he came here with these three rogue cultivators had already been burned out.

When the light came on, Feng Chang'an kicked the two black cat corpses with shredded meat in their sharp teeth to the corner, and kicked the severed palms back to the corpses of the three casual cultivators, intending to find Yun Chang.

Holding the sword, he stepped out of the room, only to see that the street was still full of prosperity.

False really can only be false.

Feng Chang'an sneered, and took two steps forward. At this moment, he stopped, rushed back to the room, and quickly squatted at the foot of the dilapidated table.

He remembered that when he went to the pawn shop earlier, the things there had been completely new. On the way there, he noticed that everything was completely new, except this restaurant.

It's still the same shabby--it just looks better on the outside.

Feng Chang'an stretched out his hand and shook the legs of the table, causing the whole table to collapse.

"Boom!" With a sound, a hole was smashed into the ground.

The floor of the restaurant was hollow, and after being smashed into a hole, the smashed wood residue was trapped in the interlayer, emitting a musty smell.

Feng Changan stared at the pit for a long time, moved the collapsed table, and began to pry the floor with his sword.

When Yun Chang came back, he had already pried off one-third of the floor, and casually put dozens of killed black cats in the corner. Yun Chang said, "What are you doing?"

Feng Chang'an said: "Yun Chang, you came just in time, help me pry the floor together."

"What are you looking for?"

Feng Chang'an said: "I'll tell you later, I'm also guessing, help me pry the floor first."

Yun Chang looked at it puzzled for a while, then thrust the sword in his hand into the floor, and lifted it up again, causing the entire floor to be smashed to pieces by him.

Putting away the sword, he said, "Okay."

Feng Chang'an: "..." Resigned to his fate, he tossed and turned in a pile of wood residue.

Seeing that he couldn't find it for a long time, Yun Chang directly set fire to the crushed wood residue, and said, "Look now, what exactly are you looking for?"

Feng Chang'an was squatting on the ground and turned over, and he burned the few strands of Feng Chang'an's hair hanging on the ground with a fire, Feng Chang'an quickly put out the fire, raised his head, and said quietly: "Yun Chang, you really are Yun Xu..."

Yun Chang's eyebrows jumped.

Feng Changan continued: "My illegitimate son!"

Yun Chang was silent for a while, and said: "Feng Wu Zhi, call Master's name directly, do you know what will happen?"

Feng Changan searched around the room, but found no doubts. He thought that there was something in the plywood that caused the restaurant not to be assimilated, but now it seems that it is not.

Hearing Yun Chang's words, he straightened his body and said, "I knew you were my master's illegitimate son. As soon as I said something about my master, you came out to defend it. Why? You want to go back and sue?"

Yun Chang said: "The wind never stops, I bet you are dead."

Feng Chang'an stepped forward, put his hand on his shoulder, and said earnestly: "I said, Yun Chang, who can you learn from? Your father, like your father, you need to be trained, cleaned up, and beaten up.

Don't be like your father, you will die miserably if you don't have the aura of the protagonist. "

The corner of Yun Chang's mouth twitched, the sword in his hand was out of the sheath: "Give me..." Go to hell!

Before he could utter the word "death", Feng Chang'an let him go, rushed out of the room, squatted on the corridor and knocked, it was also hollow.

He lowered his voice and said: "Yun Chang, come here quickly, do me a favor, pry the floor..."

Hearing nothing, Feng Changan raised his head and looked into the room, only to see that the young man had drawn out his sword, and the soft light showed that the young man was tall and tall, very outstanding.

Feng Changan smiled and said: "So you have already drawn your sword, so don't waste time, come and help!"

Yun Chang stepped out of the door in two steps, dragging the long sword behind him, and sparks were thrown out.

Feng Chang'an felt that this person was really pleasing to the eye, worthy of the protagonist's son, with lightning sparks all the way, and a promising future.

He lowered his head and continued to work on the floor.

Yun Chang had already walked in front of Feng Chang'an, raised his sword and chopped down with the sword, brushing Feng Chang'an's head and chopping down, the moment it fell, the floor turned into powder.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?" Yun Chang asked with a smile.

Feng Chang'an, who didn't even know that he passed by the god of death, choked on a mouthful of wood ash, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and said, "Tell me first when you do something next time, it's so choking."

As he spoke, Feng Changan stretched out his head and carefully looked at the street.

Yun Chang's movements were very light, even though there was a big battle, it didn't attract unnecessary trouble.

Feng Changan searched around the railing, but didn't see anything, only ants gnawing on the wooden board.

Shaking his clothes covered in wood ash, Feng Chang'an cast his eyes on the stairs, he dragged Yun Chang to the first floor, pointed to the floor and said, "Yun Chang, please!"

"What are you going to do?" Yun Chang didn't say anything this time, he never did anything he didn't know, which would be tantamount to exposing himself to danger.

Feng Chang'an said: "Everything around is brand new, only the outside of this restaurant is new, but the inside is still dilapidated. I think there is something inside."

"There's something, that's not something you can find..." Yun Chang said, just as the words were out of his mouth, the sharp sword smashed the floor, and a red wooden box appeared.

The red wooden box was buried in the ground, covered with a floor covering, and there was a crumpled yellow talisman on the wooden box.

Feng Chang'an looked at Yun Chang and asked, "Yun Chang, does your face hurt?"

Yun Chang's face was half darkened, and he added silently: "I haven't finished my sentence yet, the complete sentence should be: there is something, it is not something you can find, of course, it is really good luck to exclude you."

Feng Changan clicked his tongue a few times, walked to the wooden box, and stared at the wooden box.

The talisman on the red wooden box has been almost corroded, and it is impossible to see what the specific talisman is, so I can only guess what it might be to pray for blessings and get rid of illness.

Just as he was about to lift the talisman, Yun Chang pressed his hand and said coldly, "You dare to tear the talisman against corpses casually."

Corpse talisman?

Feng Changan realized something, walked to Yunchang's angle, squatted down and looked again, it was a charm similar to the corpse-resisting charm, but turned back to his side, it was still a charm for praying for blessings and curing illness.

"This is not a corpse suppressing talisman." Feng Chang'an said, stretching out his hand and tearing off the talisman, "This is a yin nourishing talisman."

The so-called nourishing yin talisman is to find a soul that has been tortured during life, put it into a special circle in the early stage, and let it kill other souls until only this soul is left.

At this time, the soul devours a large number of souls. Although it loses all wisdom, it retains the idea of ​​living, and will be tempted by others.

This idea may be for a meal, it may be for revenge, it may be for a person, in short, all kinds of ideas are hooks.

The moment the spell was torn off, the restaurant took on a new look, as clean as when it first opened.

The red wooden box buried in the ground also lost all its color at this time, and turned into an ordinary wooden box. When the wooden box was opened, there was a bunch of hair inside.

The hair is black and shiny, and the texture is as soft as silk.

There is no doubt that this wooden box is that circle.

As for the hair, it must have been used to store the soul, but looking at the current situation, the soul in the hair has already escaped.

"The yin nourisher has been backlashed, and the soul has already run away." Yun Chang took two steps, picked the strand of hair with the tip of his sword, and said, "This soul is already very strong now, if I guessed right, all of this is it created.

The reason why the restaurant has not been changed is that the soul is afraid of this place, which casts a shadow on it, and dare not come. "

"You know quite a lot." Feng Changan nodded in approval.

"You are not bad." Yun Chang squinted his eyes, and looked at Feng Chang'an dangerously, "Your master has taught you so many things? It's really surprising."

Those like Feng Changan who have been in the door for more than two years, not to mention teaching such high-level spell-related knowledge, even the low-level spell-related knowledge has just begun to get started.

Feng Changan said without changing his face: "The master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual. The master's teaching is one thing, and you have to go to see it yourself. Don't you know? Open a new world and learn about it in the library."

Yun Chang thought in his heart: This person who seems to have no nerve really works so hard?

No matter what the other party thought, Feng Chang'an moved out the wooden box and stuffed it with his hair into the Qiankun bag.

"I didn't find that monk, what are you going to do?" Feng Chang'an said, he looked out of the diamond-shaped window, and changed the topic, "Yun Chang, come and have a look."

"What's there?" Yun Chang walked quickly and walked to the window. He was half a head taller than Feng Chang'an, stood on tiptoe slightly, stood behind Feng Chang'an, and looked out through the gap in the slightly opened window.

The crowd on the street suddenly panicked, scattered in all directions with horror on their faces, and hid at home.

Feng Chang'an said: "What is going to happen..."

Before the words were finished, a young man in white appeared at the end of the street. With a long sword on his back, he bumped out of the vast night and walked forward against the lights of the two streets.

Feng Changan stared straight at the young man's willow leaf eyes, reached out and shook Yun Chang's arm: "Yun Chang, look, your father!"

"Your father." Yun Chang pressed Feng Chang'an's head, narrowed his eyes, and carefully looked at the young man in the distance.

The young man seemed to be aware of the sight from the restaurant, he took a step forward suddenly, and his figure appeared by the window.

He lowered his eyes, looked at Yun Chang, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Are you also a disciple of Qingyun Sect?"

Yun Chang pushed the window open, and he struck quickly, ruthlessly and without warning, the young man was almost slapped in the face, but the young man took a step back with an ugly face, just in time to avoid it.

"presumptuous!"

"Oh, it's really presumptuous." Yun Chang nodded, he didn't know whether he was referring to himself or the other party, he held his sword and saluted, "I am the closed disciple of Patriarch Mushan, who are you? "

After Feng Chang'an was pressed down by him, he squatted at the base of the wall and did not get up. He listened to the conversation between the two with his ears up.

"Why hasn't this elder heard that Patriarch Mushan has a closed disciple?"

Yun Chang said with a smile: "Does my master have to report to you elders for everything? I really think highly of myself."

Yun Xu's face was extremely gloomy at what he said, and his face changed again and again, and he said to Feng Chang'an who was squatting at the bottom of the wall: "Feng Wuzhi, get out, you still, can you go?"

Feng Chang'an was still thinking about when Mushan Patriarch accepted a closed disciple. When he heard this angry reprimand, he had to stand up subconsciously. He was usually afraid of being scolded, so he had to make a subconscious movement.

Yun Chang stretched out his hand to hold his head, preventing him from standing up.

"What do you mean?" Yun Xu's gaze was like a snake, biting the boy in the window.

"Ah, it's not really interesting." The young man blinked his eyes, looked up at the young man's face, and said with a smile, "Elder Zigui, right? You don't think you're going too far. If you tell him to get out, get out. Why don't you get out?"

Yun Xu's snake-like gaze stuck to the young man's body, and after scanning several times, he frowned, took a few steps back, and said, "The wind never stops, are you going or not?"

Feng Changan put aside the young man's hand, stood up, and said, "Master, why are you here? Don't you have something important to do?"

"I'm worried about you, so I came here after finishing the important matter." Yun Xu replied.

Before Feng Chang'an could answer, Yun Chang said first: "Elder Zigui, you are wrong, there are so many things in the sect, and you actually ran out because of a little disciple, it's too irresponsible."

"Don't talk about it." Feng Chang'an pinched Yun Chang, looked at the young man's handsome face immersed in the light, and said, "Master, you should come in and have a meeting. It's still very dangerous before dawn."

The young man stood there without moving, his fingers tucked into his sleeves and trembling slightly.

Yun Chang saw the other party's entanglement, he raised his eyebrows, and said mockingly: "Elder Zigui, what are you worried about? Are you afraid of something in the restaurant? Is there anything in this restaurant that Elder Zigui should be afraid of?" Yes, no."

After finishing speaking, he added meaningfully: "We all came in."

"You are the closed disciple of Patriarch Mushan and you can't be so presumptuous." Yun Xu said coldly, took a few steps forward, pushed the door open and entered.

After Yun Xu entered, she closed the door and stood at the door looking at the decoration of the restaurant. It was exactly the same as in memory and had never changed.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!" Yun Chang turned around and applauded lightly, but his expression was very contemptuous, and the applause was very ironic.

He is disdainful, mocking, and ridiculing.

"What's your name?" Yun Xu's eyes fell on him, and there was obvious vigilance in his eyes, but when his eyes turned to Feng Chang'an, they softened and worried.

Yun Chang said: "Yun..."

Yun Xu's pupils narrowed sharply, and an attack formula was silently formed in his hands.

Yun Chang drooped his eyelids, he glanced past the opponent's hand from the corner of his eye, and said word by word: "Chang... ah."

"Good name." While praising him, Yun Xu stared at Yun Chang, as if wanting to smash his solid body into pieces.

Yun Chang looked at him, two by two, sparks flew, and he said: "I dare not, Elder Zigui's name is better."

Feng Chang'an took a few steps forward, separating the two of them: "Master, Junior Brother Yun Chang is young, please forgive me."

"It's okay." Yun Xu leaned against the door, looked away, and closed her eyes to rest.

Yun Chang snorted coldly, as if dissatisfied, he rolled his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground.

The two sides were not pleased, Feng Chang closed the window angrily, leaving a gap so that he could observe the situation outside.

The street was quiet, and there was no other movement. The cold wind blew the lantern and swayed left and right in the air, creating a fiery red cloud, which looked like a burning cloud in the sky.

When I was bored, a black cat appeared in my sight. It stepped on the messy tables of the tea shop. Its golden pupils stared back at the restaurant. It seemed to know where someone was. It fixed its eyes and raised its mouth.

The black cat's smile was weird and cruel. After it finished laughing, it climbed up to the roof and disappeared from sight.

Feng Changan's heart was beating violently, the black cat's smile tickled all his goosebumps.

Feng Changan closed the window, sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning against the window, closed his eyes, and talked to Yun Chang with his mind.

"Leave at dawn, do you still want to look for the monk?"

"I won't look for it anymore." Yun Chang said with all his heart, "Someone will take us there."

"Kang, kuang, kuang!" The door was knocked fiercely, and the knocker was obviously frightened. The knocking sound was not only loud, but also messy.

Yun Xu was right in front of the door, and the knock on the door made him open his eyes irritably. Feng Changan and the two opened their eyes and looked towards the door. They thought he would open the door, but no, he sat firmly on the spot .

"Help, open the door!" A cry for help came from outside the door.

The cry for help was deliberately lowered, and he was dodging something in a panic.

Feng Chang'an stood up, gently opened the window, glanced at the door, nodded at Yun Chang, and said with his heart: "It's three monks."

Yun Chang nodded, he pulled out his sword, walked to the door in two steps, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

"What are you doing?" Yun Xu pressed his hand, Liu Ye's eyes were sharp, "Do you know if there are people, ghosts or something else outside!"

Yun Xu's hand holding the young man was very cold, not as cold as human body temperature, Feng Chang'an stood in front of the window, and saw a spot on Yun Xu's slender hand from afar.

This spot was very small, and after a while, another spot appeared, and then a bigger spot appeared.

"Whether it's a human, a ghost, or something else, you'll know if you open it and have a look." Yun Chang shook off his hand and opened the door.

The moment he was thrown away, Yunxu noticed Feng Changan's suspicious gaze, he raised his hand, glanced sideways, and the spots stopped growing.

Without waiting for Feng Chang'an to ask, he explained himself: "This is the reason why I don't stay here as a teacher."

The young man tilted his head in confusion, stepped forward, grabbed his hand and looked at it: "Allergy? Or what?"

Yun Xu's eyes naturally followed the top of the boy's head, and fell to his waist, where a sky-blue Qiankun bag was hanging.

The universe bag can hold all inanimate things. Its grade depends on the space of the universe bag. For example, the universe bag in Feng Chang'an's hand was handed down to his disciples, and it is hundreds of square meters.

There was a trace of fiery light in Yun Xu's gaze on the Qiankundai. He restrained his emotions, withdrew his hand, looked back at the three people rushing through the door in a hurry, and shook his head inscrutablely.

Now is not the time to tell you.

Feng Changan understood this sentence from him.

The three of them squeezed through the door in horror, and before Yun Chang could close the door, some of them put their backs against the door, trembling all over.

From the surrounding flames, it can be seen that these three people are all wearing black and white Taoist robes, and there is a Tai Chi figure behind the robes, which is the disciple of Hao Haizong, who ranks sixth outside the Five Great Immortal Leagues.

Hao Hai's disciples are basically black and white. Judging by their appearance, they are inner disciples.

The three of them, two men and one woman, all had broken hands without exception. The man was on the left and the woman was on the right. The smell of blood was everywhere in the lobby of the restaurant from the moment they entered the door, continuously trickling down to the floor.

Yun Chang held the sword expressionlessly and stared at the three of them.

The three of them were chilled by his stare, and after confirming that they were not followed by that thing, they collapsed to the ground.

With tears in her eyes, the delicate and lovely female cultivator raised her right hand tremblingly. There was no hand in her right hand, only an empty arm with an irregular cross-section on it.

She tightly strangled her right forearm with her left hand, and bit the medicine bottle to apply the medicine to herself. Her expression was distorted in pain, but she pressed it firmly in her throat. Her eyes were red because of the bulging veins on the side of her neck.

Feng Changan squatted down and carefully examined the cross-section. The cross-section was bloody and bloody, obviously torn off by some sharp object.

Yun Chang also squatted down, looked at Feng Chang'an, and nodded.

The three of them calmed down after taking the medicine.

"What kind of animal did you get bitten by?" Feng Changan paused, denying himself, "No, I was wrong, maybe it was a monster."

The nun opened her mouth in shock and said, "How do you know, have you seen it before?!"

"No." Yun Chang took a step forward to deny Chang An, and said seriously: "Look at your hands, the break is not smooth, it looks like it was torn off, which means that it was not hurt by a sword, but a beast, but how can ordinary beasts hurt you? The three must be very powerful monsters."

Yun Chang looks harmless to humans and animals, soft and cute like a rabbit, with innocent eyes open, bright and deep, it is easy for people to believe him, especially when he calmly blows the opponent's strength.

Feng Changan was robbed of the right to speak, so he looked helplessly at Yun Chang, this kid is as strong as his father...

As soon as the word "strength" came out, Feng Chang'an silently swallowed the word "strength" when he met the opponent's pair of willow leaf eyes that looked like Yunxu.

As expected of a father and son, they were about the same age as Yun Xu, and they were all deducted from the rabbit template.

The female cultivator has no defense against beautiful things, and she believed in Yun Chang from the bottom of her heart. She explained the reason: "The three of us are all disciples of Hao Haizong. I won't say much about the purpose of coming to the secret realm of the Emei Sect. Know.

After the secret realm collapsed, we stumbled into this place by mistake. When we entered the village, we saw such a bustling scene, so we relaxed our vigilance.

Later, I wanted to find someone to ask where this place was, but found that these people couldn't hear us, so I followed them into the pawn shop in front of the village. There was a... that should be the basement.

There is a thousand-armed Avalokitesvara in the basement. It's very strange. Once I stand in front of it, I can't help but want to make a wish. "

When the nun said this, her lips trembled and her eyes were filled with fear: "I made a wish, and we all made a wish. The wish came true in fantasy. We thought it was too weird, so we retreated.

After retreating back to the room, the cat, a black cat with golden pupils bit off our hands, and it wanted to bite off our necks, but I woke up from the pain and escaped. "

Feng Chang'an thought of the black cat with golden pupils that disappeared after leaping up to the roof, it seemed that it was here to grab his hand.

At that time, he also made a wish indiscriminately—the believer Wang Xiaoer asked Guan Yin to bless him and make a fortune!

"How come the three of you can't beat a cat?" Yun Chang sneered, "It's too useless."

The male cultivator on the right of the female cultivator blushed. His name is Wang Bo, and his Taoist name is Hanhai. "What do you mean! You Qing Yunzong will also look down on people."

Yun Chang raised his eyelids, and said lazily, "Do you look down on you? Don't just sit around and bite people indiscriminately."

Wang Bo lost his arm, and his anger was hard to dissipate. He was about to get angry, but he suppressed it with a light glance.

This look was too terrifying, and it was so gloomy and cold, even the inner elders in their sect might not have such a great coercion.

Cold sweat poured out of the tip of his nose, and he snorted coldly, "We are not used to biting people casually like you." The conversation changed, "Speaking of business, that cat is not an ordinary cat, it can't be beaten to death, burned to death, or drowned. Otherwise, we wouldn't be in such a mess!"

Feng Chang'an said: "An immortal body?"

The three looked serious and nodded: "You can say that."

"What are you afraid of?" Yun Chang raised his eyebrows and smiled, and turned away leisurely, revealing Yun Xu, who was meditating behind him and ignored him, and said, "Isn't it because the elders are by my side, and nothing will happen if I think about it. Isn't it right, Zi Elder Fu, you won’t stand by and watch, will you?”

When the three of them heard that it was the famous Elder Zigui of Qingyun Sect, their eyes lit up, and they immediately cast their bright eyes on Yunxu.

They shook their robes, stood up, raised their arms, held a sword in one hand, and said in a particularly miserable way:

"Elder Zigui, I heard about the great name a long time ago. When I saw him today, he was really handsome and unparalleled in the world. Everyone said that being famous is worse than meeting him. Today is an eye-opener."

Yun Xu opened her eyes, took a deep look at Yun Rabbit Chang, who was smiling innocently, and gave a humming sound.

Seeing the senior's answer, Wang Bo immediately went on to say: "Elder Zigui, please help to slay demons and eliminate demons. In this matter, I have to ask Elder Zigui to help."

After finishing speaking, the three of them knelt down in unison, "We believe that Elder Zigui will never condone evil worship to cause troubles and harm the world. At once……"

I won't talk about it here, leaving people with infinite reverie.

Feng Changan looked at this scene with a frown, a little disgusted.

The righteousness that the three people talked about was not to avenge themselves at all. Although it could indeed benefit the latter, the bigger thing was selfishness.

To put it bluntly, he is not that disgusted, but he hates moral kidnapping very much.

On the other hand, Yun Chang held the sword, tapped the hilt lightly with his fingers, and watched the scene with half-closed eyes, like a white rabbit lying in the fat grass, with a very happy expression.

Yun Xu pursed his lips and said nothing. He shifted his gaze to Feng Chang'an's hand, and said, "This elder wants to ensure the safety of the apprentice. I'm afraid I don't have much time when I leave tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, the three of them cast their hatred eyes on Feng Chang'an.

Feng Changan: "..." None of my business!

Yunxu took a step forward, blocked the poking gaze, and said to Yunxu with a half-smile, "Elder Zigui, good nephew, you should do it, it doesn't matter if we wait a little longer, we can't let Hao Hai's way Netizens are disappointed with the so-called Five Great Immortal Alliance.

The main purpose of the establishment of the Xianmeng is: to kill demons and eliminate demons, and the prosperity and peace of the world.There are Xie Chong jumping around and provoking right under your noses. If you don’t kill them, they will know nothing about their heights. If you kill them, you have to pay with your life. Is this the truth?

You can't let fellow daoists feel cold. "

According to Yun Chang himself, he is the closed disciple of Patriarch Mu Shan, so it is not too much for him to call Elder Zi Gui his nephew, even the suzerain, it is not too much for him to call him nephew.

Yun Xu stood up and stared at Yun Chang coldly.

Yun Chang smiled back: "Nephew, what do you think?"

Those three people are not the kind of bastards who are not in the world, they have all-round thoughts, and when they heard the words, they immediately said: "Elder Zigui is a good person, please help me, and wish me to kill demons and demons."