Before the ending, Bai Yueguang is back [Quick Transmigration]

Although Xuanji Yungong Zhechen Immortal Venerable's exit shocked the world of cultivating immortals, but not many people have seen it.Seeing that the other party was also a cultivator with a high level of cultivation, Yu Jiuzhong greeted him sincerely.

"I have met senior, junior Yu Jiuzhong, a disciple of the Wukong Sect."

Shen Weichen's eyes were indifferent, he didn't even have a look in his eyes, he looked very aloof and cold, hard to get close to.

Yu Jiuzhong knew that people with strong cultivation bases were somewhat arrogant, so he didn't take it to heart.It's just that when he saw the other party's eyes were strange, he seemed to be behind him?

Yu Jiuchong turned his head, and the young man in black stood cautiously behind him. It seemed that he was seeing such a powerful cultivator for the first time, so he was quite nervous.

He thought for a moment, and then shifted his figure a little, blocking Lin Shang behind him.

Shen Weichen's cold pupils sank.

Just for a while, someone leaned in front of the boy with a protective gesture

The temperature around him seemed to have plunged into an extremely cold place, with an inexplicable biting coldness.

Yu Jiuchong inexplicably felt a different sense of oppression, and knew that it was the opponent's spiritual power suppression. Although he felt shocked in his heart, he did not want to lose face in front of the young man, so he stubbornly held on.

A flash of surprise flashed in Lin Shang's eyes. Compared with Shen Weichen, the opponent's cultivation base and dantian were shallower, but he was able to do this.It can also be regarded as a plastic talent.

It's just that he doesn't need the other party to do this for him.

The young man in black swiped his fingertips slightly, and the oppressive feeling disappeared immediately.

Yu Jiuzhong breathed a sigh of relief.

In the next second, he caught a glimpse of black clothes from the corner of his eye.

A beautiful and delicate young man stepped out from behind him, his eyes were gloomy and sharp.

"Okay, don't be angry." The young man's soft voice was full of helplessness, with a smile on his lips, and he focused on the man on the roof.

Yu Jiuzhong's heart sank suddenly, did the two know each other?

That sword cultivator in white, powerful and handsome, with an aura like a fairy, how can he be compared with a little monk like him?

Shen Weichen is very easy to coax, talking to him in a soft voice, and keeping his eyes on him, he can restrain his breath.

Lin Shang just lowered his eyes, and the smile on his lips was a little alienated.

"Although you don't need to take action, thank you anyway." Lin Shang said to Yu Jiuzhong.

The figure of the youth in black swayed slightly, and then he was as light as a feather, and his figure appeared beside Jianxiu in white.

He raised his hand, with an obedient appearance of admitting his mistake, his beautiful and delicate eyebrows were slightly soft.

"Lock it, don't run away."

Stretching out his hands, the exposed wrists are white and shiny, and what makes people unable to take their eyes off is the black snake wrapped around the wrists. The scales of the snake are smooth and shiny, with a sharp cold light, and scarlet snake letters are spit out from time to time. It looks a little creepy.

Although the snake was smaller, it was still a cold-blooded animal. Yu Jiuzhong felt that he seemed to be deceived by the other party's appearance.

The laziness of the young man didn't care who could touch him at all, but just now, he was as light as a swallow, and his cultivation level did not fluctuate at all. The weak young man Yu Jiuzhong thought had a higher cultivation base than himself.

And just now, he said with a stern face that he wanted to protect him, which was really ridiculous.

Seeing this, the other people felt that Jia Jinbao just took his life. Yu Jiuzhong was kind-hearted after all, and he was just blocking him. If he was like a young man, he would not know it. The black snake in his hand is scary to look at , if you open your mouth and take a bite, you don't know whether it is dead or alive.

Until the two left, Yu Jiuzhong still hadn't recovered.

Lin Shang was brought back by Shen Weichen to the Baizhang Peak of Xuanjiyun Palace.

"Put me by your side, aren't you afraid of ruining your decent status?" Lin Shang said, and the two figures walked towards the wooden house in the wind and snow.

The opponent's hand was held on his wrist, as cold as falling snowflakes, Lin Shang did not break free, with a smile on his lips.

At this moment, the young man in black seemed to have restrained all his sharpness, and obediently followed behind the man in white, as if the obsession had never happened, and he was not as fierce as the deep pool.

Shen Weichen's voice was extremely pleasant in the wind and snow, clear and deep, with a hint of tenderness.

"It's just a false name, how can it compare with you."

If this word gets out, not only Lin Shang will bear the infamy, but Shen Weichen will be dragged down from the cloud into the dust. The decent sect will not tolerate such a sword cultivator bewitched by the demon cultivator.

Lin Shang was taken aback for a moment, an inexplicable feeling emerged in his heart.

He seemed to have heard this sentence before.

But immediately, Xuanyi Moxiu raised a bright smile, and his emerald eyes shone brightly.

"Okay, let's run for our lives together when the time comes, and I will protect you." Lin Shang said, he raised his foot and stepped on the snow, and after only two steps, he bumped into the back of the man in front of him.

"What's the matter?" Lin Shang looked up, seeing Shen Weichen's expression was unpredictable, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

What did he say wrong?

——If you stay with me, your reputation will be ruined and the whole world will oppose you, aren't you afraid?

——Alright, let's run for our lives together when the time comes, and I will protect you.

Under the puzzled gaze of the young man, Shen Weichen lowered his head and pressed a soft kiss on the smooth and fair forehead.

There was a hint of a smile in those indifferent eyes, but bitterness was hidden faintly.

"Okay, you protect me."

179 was silent, feeling that the development of the matter was going in an uncontrollable direction, and it should have quickly resolved the source of the problem when this happened.

However, this matter is their fault, so what qualifications do they have to intervene on the side of justice.

179 looked at the 'lock' of Lin Shang, and the whole system was gloomy.

In the wooden house, Xuanyi Demon Cultivator sat lazily on the bed, his demonic energy was subdued, and Shen Weichen was the cover. For a while, no one knew that Xuanji Yungong, the head of the decent sect, was in Baizhang Peak. , actually hides the magic cultivator.

Lin Shang didn't show any nervousness or fear, and curled his lips playfully.

On his lap, the scroll unfolded, and the boy on the scroll was himself.

Seeing the cold man sitting at the table drinking tea indifferently, the young man raised his scroll.

"Tsk, you like me so much?" Even on the scroll, spiritual power was used, and his appearance and demeanor were no different from him.

If this picture scroll is seen by others, it may cause some disturbance.

Shen Weichen didn't answer, holding the porcelain white cup with his fingertips, his every move was as natural and beautiful as a fairy.

After finishing speaking, Lin Shang lowered his eyes, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"So, are you still practicing the ruthless way?" the young man in Xuanyi asked, with a worry in his tone that he didn't realize.

Shen Weichen gently placed the porcelain cup in his hand on the wooden table, making a crisp sound.

Before Lin Shang could react, he was pressed on the bed by the cold and arrogant Jianxiu.

Lin Shang blinked, very innocent.

Shen Weichen's eyes were dark and his tone was inexplicable. "If I said Xiu, would you be afraid?"

Xuanyi Moxiu flinched, it seemed that the temperature from the wind and snow outside made him feel a little cold.

The wooden door was closed by the man with spiritual power in a blink of an eye.

Lin Shang's legs were pinned down, and he couldn't move.The posture of the two is intimate and ambiguous.

The black snake had been taken back by Lin Shang a long time ago. At this time, the boy's wrist was clean and fair, his skin was like beautiful porcelain, and it felt as cool and soft as nephrite.

The man lowered his head, and the black hair tied up by the hair crown fell on the boy's chest, inexplicably tickling the boy's heart.

Shen Weichen stroked the boy's wrist, and waited slowly for Lin Shang's answer. If he changed his posture, Lin Shang would be more than happy to think about it.

"If you want to cultivate, you can cultivate with me." The gorgeous Moxiu smiled, and with a twist of his wrist, he held the man's wrist.

The boy turned his head and kissed the other person's wrist just like the man did before.

Shen Weichen was stunned for a moment, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Lin Shang tilted his head, as if extremely innocent.

"I have such a top-quality stove, do you want to... have a try?"

Give it a try, how do you try?

According to outside rumors, Xuanji Yungong Zhechen Immortal Venerable is as cold as ice, with no love and no thoughts.Lonely and cold like a fairy above the nine heavens.

How many girls Xiu Moxiu tried in vain to get a look from him.

But now, those eyes, which were empty and ignorant of all beings, gradually darkened, tightly locked on the young man with a bright smile, and his breathing became chaotic for a moment.

He slowly lowered his head in the bewitching tone of a young man, and kissed those soft lips.

"To eliminate demons and prove the way, spare no effort." Even on the bed, the other party's tone was still so clear, but the young man's taste changed when he listened.

He chuckled, but suddenly let out a muffled snort.

"You... are really hypocritical..."

The wind and snow outside are still whistling and sweeping across the entire Baizhang Peak, but inside the wooden house, there is a blush of fiery affection.

179 looked at the boy who was completely wrapped in the quilt, and opened his mouth cautiously.

【Are you there? 】

With his strength at this time, the young man didn't need a quilt to keep out the cold, but Lin Shang liked to wrap his body in the quilt to feel the cold of the wind and snow outside.The whole body is warm.

Lin Shang snorted twice.

179 Fue: [You said why bother. 】

Feeling sorry for the other party who practiced the ruthless way, he said directly that he is fine now, he was eaten and wiped clean, and he was lying on the bed unable to move.It really is to slay demons and prove the way, and spare no effort.

It's just embarrassing for Moxiu.

Lin Shangpo's eyes were confused, and his whole body was screaming and aching. Although his cultivation had improved, his body had never been specially trained, so how could he compare with the sword repairer who had been practicing all the year round.

He yawned sleepily, his eyes were filled with physiological tears, his amber eyes overflowed with water, and he looked a little pitiful.

Once by the man's side, that gorgeous and fierce young man becomes soft, like a cute little milk cat that is petted by a man.

However, only this time, the boy really has no strength.Even hooking your fingers feels laborious.

He shrank into the quilt and continued to sleep.

Shen Weichen was called over by Gui Pan, the head of Xuanji Cloud Palace, the man took good care of the young man, and then whispered to the young man.

Heyu entered Baizhang Peak as usual, and wanted to clean the wooden house.

He just pushed open the door, looked at the person on the bed, and was stunned.

Lin Shang showed his head, looked at Heyu who was stunned in place, and said hello.

"Yo."

"You... hello..."

He Yu didn't seem to react, and looked at the boy stupidly.

"you……"

Did Master really go to the Flying Star Sect to snatch people! ! !

In Heyu's heart, Shen Weichen has always been strong and indifferent, even sometimes, Heyu has to suspect that the other party has no heart at all.

Why can a cultivator, in order to pursue the way of heaven, give up his emotions and desires and be alone.

Shen Weichen did it, even standing at the peak of sword cultivation, anyone who cultivates immortals will call him senior.

Heyu asked himself that he couldn't do it, thinking that Shen Weichen would soar up here, but he didn't expect it.After meeting the young man in Xuanyi, the ice melted, and Taoism turned against him.

Cutting off love and thinking, shouldn't be emotional anymore.

When did he see Master, who did such a thing, a man like a fairy snatched the boy back from the Flying Star Sect and locked him in the wooden house.

He Yu also thought that Lin Shang was someone close to Moxiu Jingque, thinking that his master had robbed the young man.

How did he know that the young man had become possessed and left Flying Star Sect, and at the same time, he also voluntarily followed the man.

It is not difficult to guess what Heyu is thinking, but he finds it a little funny.

The little monk in front of him seemed to be thinking too much.

"I have left the Flying Star Sect, and I am no longer a member of the Flying Star Sect." Lin Shang said, his slender eyelashes trembling, and he yawned again.

He Yu was taken aback. "Leaving Flying Star Cult? Why?"

Lin Shang glanced at him and felt that this child was really innocent.

He hooked his lips, with an inexplicable tinge of color. "Abandon darkness and turn to light, do you need a reason?"

He Yu was silent, because he felt that the young man at this time looked a little different, not the soft and weak one hiding behind Jing Que.

What he said...he didn't believe it.

Seeing that Heyu was holding a broom in his hand, Lin Shang asked, "Are you cleaning Baizhang Peak?"

Heyu nodded. "Master seldom allows other people to enter. It's just that during his retreat, the master asked me to come and clean it. After the master left the seclusion, he acquiesced. I will come and clean it every day."

Lin Shang hummed lightly, then curled up lazily under the quilt.

"You sweep it, I'll sleep."

Seeing that the young man seemed unwell and looked very sleepy and tired, He Yu didn't clean the wooden house, but just packed some things inside.Only then did I leave the wooden house and sweep away the snow.

Xuanji Yungong Guipan, Shen Weichen's senior brother.At this time, his eyes swept across the opponent like a laser gun.

"Junior brother, what are you... doing?" His cold and indifferent junior brother seemed to be in a particularly good mood today.

Shen Weichen glanced at him, but did not answer.

"What's the matter?" Shen Weichen was still more polite to his senior brother, although the other party came to him again and again with some trivial matters, but they also came over.

When Gui Pan was asked, his expression was solemn.

"Do you know about the bloodbath of Bai Guangzong by Flying Star Sect?"

Although Shen Weichen didn't interfere, he had heard about it.

Seeing his younger brother nodding, Gui Pan continued: "The leader of the Flying Star Sect, Jing Que, acted recklessly and recklessly, but he would not bloodbath our decent sect for no reason, but the wound was clearly caused by the failure of their Flying Star Sect's skills. wrong."

"Recently, I heard that there is another faction that followed the path of Bai Guangzong." Gui Pan sighed a long time.

"Who did it?"

Gui Pan shook his head, it was because of this time that he asked Shen Weichen to discuss together.The other elders also went to look for clues separately.

The bloodbath of the sect once again plunged the entire decent sect into panic and anger.

And the biggest suspect is Flying Star Sect.

Shen Weichen's pupils were indifferent, as if he had no intention of intervening in this matter.

Gui Pan knew the temperament of his junior brother, so the other party would not intervene.

The upright sect was bloodbathed by the Demon Sect, and all the monks who died tragically were killed by the Flying Star Sect. The Flying Star Sect in Liuning Mountain immediately became the target of public criticism.

Thirteen looked at Jing Que, who had an ugly complexion and cold and manic eyes.

"Master, what should be the next step?" According to the teaching method, no one except Jingque has the strength to wash out the monks of the sect overnight. Then there are great monks in every sect, so how could they die silently and tragically.

Even Jingque can't do it.Who exactly put this crime on their Flying Star Cult?

He Jingque actually wants to be someone else's scapegoat one day.

What made Jing Que even more agitated was that the scroll of Zhaxingteng Snake Demon disappeared after the young man disappeared.As for Shen Weichen, there was no news.

If he succeeds in cultivation, why should he be afraid of these aggressive and decent monks?

"My leader will naturally not recognize things that have not been done." Jing Que said coldly.

The Flying Star Cult stayed behind closed doors. Although those decent monks were eager to crusade against the Demon Cult, they couldn't rush to catch up because of their honesty and uprightness, lest they get a bad reputation.

Among these monks, there are many righteous and awe-inspiring young monks, and there are also ignorant monks who want to change the way of magic by themselves, but lose all their own right and wrong in the hypocritical praise.

Although Yu Jiuzhong's Wukong faction also has swords, they are not mainly sword cultivators. How can sword cultivators in the world compare to Xuanji Yungong, and is there anyone who can stand at the peak like that immortal venerable?

Yu Jiuzhong had a righteous heart, and it was his duty to eliminate demons and defend the way. Now that Bai Guangzong and Yingfengmen have been bloodbathed, and more than a hundred people from the sect died tragically in the sect, how can people not be angry?

Yu Jiuchong has also heard of Jingque, and the truth and falsehood are mixed in it. He also has doubts about the two sects.

If it is really the Flying Star Sect, it is impossible to come here, and the other party still refuses to admit it. Could it be that the other party really did not do these things?

But the matter of the exercises will not deceive people.Every sect and sect has its own set of exercises, and the Devil's Sect's exercises are naturally even more evil. Besides the Flying Star Sect Jingque, who else has such strength?

Those decent sects first gathered their sect strength, and then found that the Flying Star Sect was simply shy, and did not respond in the slightest.So he wanted Xuanji Yungong to make a move.

Xuanji Yungong has always acted fairly and justly, never favoring any faction, let alone turning against those rumors, and now Xuanji Yungong is very good when he goes out.

Many monks were discussing one after another, and the voice of Jingque came out from the church.

"If Shen Weichen from Xuanjiyun Palace comes, my leader is naturally willing to confront you. Although the Flying Star Sect deviates from the right way, it is not that evil person. Our main goal is to find out the truth with Shen Weichen!"

His cultivation base is unpredictable, and the voice of the person who was not present was conveyed.

When the monks heard the words, they were a little bit aggrieved.

"Who does this devil really think he is? How dare he call Zhechen Xianzun by his name!"

"It's probably not a conspiracy to ask Zhechen Xianzun of Xuanjiyun Palace to find out the truth with him!"

"In my opinion, Zhechen Immortal Venerable will probably cut off the devil with a sword to prove the way of heaven!"

"Correct!"

……

Many monks agreed one after another, and one of them went to Xuanjiyun Palace to seek help from the head of the same sect.

Yu Jiuzhong was excited, who is Zhechen Immortal Venerable?That is the goal of countless sword cultivators. Although the Wukong Sect does not focus on sword cultivating, he also majors in kendo.

If one is lucky enough to see Zhechen Immortal Venerable, his sword intent must be able to improve.

But Qinglie Jianxiu, who was named by Jingque, was in Baizhang Peak, making a snowman with the boy in black.

Protect your hands with aura to insulate from the extreme cold.It has been windy and snowy for hundreds of years on Baizhang Peak, but when the boy came, the biting cold wind disappeared without a trace.

Shen Weichen originally wanted to evacuate the spiritual power of the entire Baizhang Peak, but Lin Shang thought the snow scene was beautiful and fun, so he stopped the man.

In order to avoid being noticed, Lin Shang didn't use magic energy, but let Shen Weichen's spiritual power protect him.

Obviously, Moxiu should have resistance to decent aura, and even have some influence on Moxiu.

However, Shen Weichen's spiritual power may be due to the owner's different mentality, the spiritual power is soft and warm, making Xuanyi Moxiu feel no discomfort at all.

Kneading the white and cold snow into a ball, Lin Shang made the snowman's head.

He really didn't have the strength to bend down, the chubby snowman's body was completed by Shen Weichen, and there were still some snowflakes on the white clothes.

Shen Weichen was scraping the snow for the young man, but he saw the young man waving.

Holding a pile of snow in his hands, the man in white walked up to Lin Shang.

The young man in black stood on tiptoe, put his hands on Shen Weichen's shoulders, and approached Shen Weichen with his whole body.

The cold touch imprinted on the lips, and something was pushed in by the boy with the tip of his tongue.

Only for a while, the boy let go of Shen Weichen.

"Is it cool?" Lin Shang frowned, looking at Shen Weichen with a smug expression.

He just rubbed a small snowball with clean snowflakes, and when the man was unprepared, he put it in his mouth and kissed it.

Shen Weichen looked at him, his dark and indifferent pupils were full of ink.

How could it be cold? As the lips rubbed together, the temperature of the tip of the tongue had already melted the ice and snow in the mouth.

The man was holding Baixue in his hands. He lowered his head and put the snow in his hands on the snowman's body. Those cold hands were wrapped in spiritual power, and suddenly they lost the coolness.

Lin Shang didn't know what Shen Weichen was doing, so he leaned over.

"What does it mean?"

Shen Weichen didn't answer, pulled the boy into his arms with one hand, and supported the back of the boy's head with the other.The young man was forced to raise his head to bear it, feeling the strong plunder on his lips, his fair face was a little annoyed, but an intoxicating blush also quietly surfaced on his cheeks.

How stupid, he sent it to the door.

179 sighed.

Shen Weichen held the snow in his hands, the man who has always been with the wind and snow naturally didn't need spiritual power, the contact with the ice and snow brought a biting coolness.

If it hit the boy's head, he probably did the things just now because he was afraid that the wind and cold would cause the boy to have a headache.

The host, on the other hand, foolishly joined in.

shame.

The young man who was let go had a trace of water vapor overflowing from his clear and bright amber eyes, and his soft lips were slightly red and swollen due to being rubbed by the strong possession, with a hint of color and moisture.

Lin Shang panted lightly, sensing the change in the other party, and pushed the man in white away.

What kind of sect is decent, and the sword is repaired at the peak, all of them are-clothed birds. Beasts.

Lin Shang felt that the matter of casting swords could not be delayed.

179 would like to stop it, what is forging a sword but not forging a sword, you can't beat it, it has nothing to do with weapons.

Seemingly just to punish the young man for his behavior just now, Shen Weichen saw that the young man was a little annoyed, so he didn't continue.

Only he glanced at the pile of snow.

"Still piled?" he asked.

"Heap!" Lin Shang glared at the other party.Then the slender fingers kneaded the loose snow into balls.

The wind and snow fell on the two of them, and the two figures were leaning against each other, and a few snowflakes fell on the black hair. From a distance, it seemed that the two of them had joined hands to reach their white heads.

When Heyu arrived at Baizhang Peak, before reaching the wooden house, he heard the young man's clean voice in the scenery of thousands of snowflakes falling.

"You knead this like this."

"Don't use your spiritual power."

"Shen Weichen, are you crazy? What is this thing?"

"Ah, where's the carrot?"

Zhechen Immortal Venerable who was disliked by his wife: ...

With the strength of a man, there is no need to eat anymore.Not to mention carrots.

Occasionally, Heyu saw that ordinary child making a snowman and wanted to use the carrot as the nose of the snowman.

It's just that the disciples of Xuanji Yungong, that is, the disciples who have just started, need food, and the rest have already been fed.

Seeing that Master was in a dilemma, He Yu hurriedly wanted to find a carrot.

In the next second, the sword repairman in white took out a piece of bright yellow out of thin air, the color was bright and clean, and the whole was round and delicate.

"This one is about the same color as a carrot."

He Yu: The difference is too much! ! !

Isn't that the Sun Moon Nirvana Seal?Countless immortal cultivators have ascended to cross the catastrophe and want to use the treasures they have, but are you using them to curry favor with the young master?

Heyu doubted himself for a moment, what on earth was he here for?

Lin Shang took a look and fell silent.

He wants carrots, not carrot cubes.

If you don't have a nose, you don't have a nose. Anyway, it can be regarded as a completed snowman.

After staying with Yu for a while, the boy turned around after playing and raised his eyebrows when he saw this little monk.

But in the end it was the man's apprentice, he glanced at Shen Weichen.

He Yu took a step forward with a respectful gesture.

"Master, the head of the sect hopes that you can go to the Flying Star Sect. Jing Que, the leader of the Flying Star Sect, wants to find out the truth about the bloodbath sect with you."

He Yu said, with a slight glance, seeing that the young man in Xuanyi didn't respond at all, it seemed that Jing Que was already a stranger.

Shen Weichen never cared about other things, especially he didn't have any friendship with Jing Que, if the other party threatened him casually and ignored it, wouldn't it be ridiculous.

"Go." Lin Shang said.

Seeing that Shen Weichen's eyes were wrong, he curled his lips.

"If you don't solve it, I will probably keep annoying you."

When He Yu saw the young man speak, the indifferent and clear sword repairer immediately changed his mind.

On Liuning Mountain, Yu Jiuchong stayed with his brothers and sisters from his sect, discussing whether Zhechen Immortal Venerable would come or not.

No one in the Wukong Sect has ever seen Zhechen Immortal Venerable, but just like this, those people feel that the other party is unfathomable.

Hearing that Zhechen Immortal Venerable was extremely skilled in swordsmanship, he then retreated for a hundred years and entered the ruthless way. The ruthless way is even more domineering, but he abandoned love and hate, and no one dared to follow.I admire him even more.

Yu Jiuzhong was even more excited when he heard this.So powerful, indifferent and cold, this is the real swordsman.

The temperature around the body seems to have dropped a bit, and the monks who usually use cultivation bases to protect their bodies feel extremely cold.

It seemed that snowflakes were falling, and with the biting cold wind, the trees on Liuning Mountain, the swaying branches were suddenly frozen.

Following the gazes of the crowd, Yu Jiuzhong froze in place as if struck by lightning.

The man in white who came stepping on the clouds with an indifferent expression turned out to be the one who took the boy away on the eaves that day.

Although he knew that the opponent was powerful, he never thought that he was the so-called heartless and desireless Zhechen Immortal Venerable.

But...but the man in white looked at the young man without emotion or desire, otherwise he wouldn't be unhappy because the young man was hiding behind him.

Where there is ruthlessness and desire, the other party is clearly using the deepest affection.

Yu Jiuchong's gaze was more shocked than admiring, Shen Weichen glanced over and frowned when he saw the young monk.

If he couldn't remember other people, he had some impressions of Yu Jiuchong. The other party seemed to have a good impression of the boy at that time.

It's just that now that the boy belongs to him, Shen Weichen naturally doesn't care about those little things anymore.

He Yu followed behind Shen Weichen, the young man in black clothes was a bit ostentatious after all, many monks were different, maybe no one could see the identity of the young man.

Especially before, during the encirclement and suppression of the capital, Lin Shang stood guard in front of many cultivators, which was even more conspicuous.

Standing on top of a towering tree, Lin Shang could see the Flying Star Cult and the group of monks clearly.

The black snake was wrapped around the boy's wrist. In the woods and on the branches, there were all slender snakes of different colors.

Their bright and smooth snake bodies writhed on the ground, making a hissing sound from time to time, which made people feel a sense of coolness.

But the young man in black had a cold look on his face, and he glanced at him with his amber eyes.

Perhaps because of the black snake, the snakes hiding around appeared one after another.

"Be quiet." The boy said lightly.The black snake turned around and opened its mouth to show its fangs, as if warning them.

Then, he obediently licked the boy's fingertips, looking like a cold-blooded cute pet.

There is no other matter, Lin Shang does not need these snakes to appear.

"Let's all go away." The densely packed group of snakes disappeared without a trace, as fast as lightning.

In the Flying Star Cult, Jing Que's expression changed when he heard that Shen Weichen had come.

That person... actually came?Could it be that he also believed that Jing Que was responsible for the bloodbath of the sect?

With a gloomy look on his face, Jing Que no longer evaded, and directly pushed open the gate of the Flying Star Sect, facing these many decent monks.

Seeing the evil and handsome man appear, those monks immediately yelled that the devil should pay with his blood.

Jing Que snorted coldly, and put his eyes on the front, that lonely and proud figure like snow.

Shen Weichen was still indifferent, as if nothing could arouse his emotions.

"Shen Weichen, do you want to be like those idiots when you come here, and let the leader pay with blood?" Jing Que said, as if he was the one who said that Shen Weichen should come and find out the truth together.

Shen Weichen's eyes were indifferent, as if there was nothing in his eyes.

"What do you want?" Shen Weichen asked.

"Bai Guangzong and that sect, the bloodbath was not done by the leader. You pedantic orthodoxy, don't cling to the leader like a madman."

When the group of monks saw that the Dust Immortal was here, Jing Que still uttered wild words to humiliate them, and they all wanted to show him some color.

Shen Weichen felt that it was too noisy, so he raised his hand to silence the group of monks.

Knowing that his master didn't want to interfere in this matter, He Yu stepped forward and asked, "Master Jingque, if you want to get rid of the crime, you have to pay attention to the evidence."

The murders of the two sects were all caused by the Taiyin Demon Claw of the Flying Star Sect. What reason does Jingque have for refusing to admit it?

It was precisely because of this that Jing Que was troubled. In the Flying Star Sect, who else has such a cultivation level, and can wash the whole family with blood after a few days?

Jing Que sneered. "Evidence? Would you like me to slaughter any sect among you for comparison?"

When the monks saw him at this point, they were still stubborn, and they immediately drew their swords to slay the demon.

It's just that before everyone could make a move, a loud voice suddenly sounded in the sky.

"It's sad, Bai Guangzong and Yingfengmen were bloodbathed, and even the murderer is nowhere to be found. It's ridiculous." The voice seemed to be a little old, full of air, just one sentence, as if beating a bell, making people's ears hurt .

this sound...

Jing Que's pupils shrank, and the man appeared above the Flying Star Cult, wearing a terrifying mask of fangs.

"Master...Master?"

The author has something to say: The murderer is the former leader of the Flying Star Cult!