Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

Although Jiang Junyu said that he could not hand over the head of Shushan, he still led them into the palace.

The disciples in Shushan expressed their panic. When they came, they looked as if they were dying. After all, they never thought that Jiang Junyu would simply let him go.Especially after learning that Song Xun is Wang Ti, their self-confidence fell to the bottom all of a sudden.Looking at Qing Huan and Lian Su also seemed to know the master of the demon clan, it made them feel that they had been cheated into a thief ship.

Now that Jun Jiang made such a move, they couldn't react.

Is this to follow or not to follow?Undecided, everyone cast their eyes on Cheng Hua.Cheng Hua was startled, then silently turned his gaze away.

He doesn't know whether to follow or not!

"Follow up, why are you in a daze?" Song Xun walked for a while and found that those Shushan disciples were still there, couldn't help but reprimanded him, "You don't want your master anymore?"

Cheng Hua was stunned for a moment, and then his heart froze: "Follow!" If they die, they are disciples of Shu Mountain, so is there any reason to be afraid of facing the demons?

He took the lead, and the rest of the people were also heartbroken. After all, it was right to follow this senior brother.But once he dies, who still feels sorry for this life, doesn't he?

Ziyin followed Song Xun, in a trance, fluttering and flickering.

He thought, it turns out that wicked people always like to put on a good face; it turns out that the world is already full of deceitful people... His hand gradually climbed up to his sword, and then he slowly grasped it, his face became paler and paler.

Lian Su, who walked a little slower, happened to see the change in Ziyin, her pupils constricted, and then she sighed.

In this world, there are always people who can't stand the blow.Who can tell who?

Jiang Junyu is a person who pays attention to appearance, so his palace can only be described with words such as luxurious and gorgeous.

"Over there is Qin Jing's place." Jiang Junyu pointed to the other courtyard on the right, "He took his master there."

Song Xun stretched his neck to look at the palace, and said, "Your place really hasn't changed."

"Naturally." Jiang Junyu nodded, and lightly touched Song Xun's shoulder with his fan, "I'll keep your room for you, how about it?"

"Oh?" Song Xun smiled, pointing at the forehead behind his back, "I'm sorry, since I became a fairy, I've become someone else's fairy boy!"

Jiang Junyu didn't force it, shrugged: "Xiantong? Are you used to it?"

"There's nothing you can do if you're not used to it!" Song Xun patted Jiang Junku on the shoulder, "Get used to this thing, it will be fine after a while." Then he turned and looked at the Shushan disciples, "Don't go to see your senior brother master?"

Cheng Hua pursed his lips, and led a group of Shushan disciples to the other courtyard on the right. Halfway through the walk, he turned around and clasped his fists: "Thank you!"

No matter how bad this person's reputation was in the past, it helped them.Ingratitude has never been the quality of Shushan disciples.

Seeing Chenghua cupping his fists to express his gratitude, other disciples followed suit, except Ziyin.He hung his head, his yellow headband hanging down his chest.

Song Xun looked at Ziyin but didn't say anything.

The collapse of faith comes from the destruction of the soul.Faith comes easily, but collapses extremely quickly.

Cheng Hua and the others walked very fast, but they had already reached Qin Jing's residence in a short while.

"Ah!" Before they pushed the door of the main hall, there was such a scream from inside, mixed with pain.

This sound made Cheng Hua and the others startled, and their faces quickly turned pale.

This voice came from their master - Ze Yong.

Zeyong has always been able to endure, no matter how big the pain is or how deep the injury is, he can stay by himself without saying a word.

Now, this person is screaming, how painful is that?

Cheng Hua's hand trembled a little, and he gently placed it on the door, but he never dared to push it open.

"Don't... Ah!" Ze Yong's voice was already hoarse, and the pain continued to spread, spreading to Cheng Hua's heart.

Suddenly, a pair of hands attached Cheng Hua's hand, and with a push, the door suddenly opened...

The moment the door opened, the two people in the room raised their heads one after another.Qin Jing pinched Ze Yong's chin with one hand and Ze Yong's long hair with the other, looking up at them, his eyes were full of violence.And Ze Yong's consciousness was very vague at first, but now when the door is opened, his consciousness suddenly returned to his mind, and then... his face turned pale.

The disciples of Shushan stood at the door, their eyes were a little bigger than the copper bells, their faces were full of fear, their mouths were open and they couldn't speak.

Not scared, but shocked.

The clothes of the two people in the room were disheveled, and their black hair was tangled together.Ze Yong knelt on the ground, with his head raised slightly, his mouth opened wide, his pupils shrunk, and his hands were tightly clutching the undershirt that hung loosely on his shoulders.And what about Qin Jing?He half-kneeled behind Ze Yong, with his face close to Ze Yong's, the corners of his lips raised, and the clothes on his upper body were taken off...

Such a scene can only be described by the word "Xiangyan".

Ze Yong's face was pale, and he shrank a little, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only quietly look at his apprentices.

"Heh." Qin Jing smiled, his narrow eyes were bent, "Why, juniors, do you still want to look down?"

Cheng Hua took a step back, put on his own sword with his right hand, but couldn't pull out his own sword no matter what.He is afraid, no, he is heartbroken.

"Ah!!!" A scream broke the rigid situation, Ziyin's eyes were red, and the sword was unsheathed, pointing directly at Qin Jing.

If you can't afford it, you have to pay the price.

"Being mad, your mind is in chaos." Song Xun looked at Piandian and shook his head.He has seen many people go mad, some because of the pain of losing a loved one, some because of a forced breakthrough, and some because they can't get over it... There are many, many.

Ziyin is still young, he knows too little.And this world is too cruel, presenting all the evil in front of him at once, breaking his remnants.

A thought becomes a demon, but in an instant.

"Want to help?" Lian Su asked, and the question was naturally Qing Huan.

Qing Huan pursed her lips, and said for a while: "Doomed, I can't help."

The words have come to this point, it is a foregone conclusion.

Jiang Jun laughed dryly, his fox eyes half-closed: "Heh, the so-called Shangxian? The calamity is just an excuse for you not wanting to help."

"Then..." Qing Huan turned to look at him, "Go ahead, I'll see what you do."

"Uh." Jiang Jun choked for a moment, and didn't speak again.

These matters have never been under his jurisdiction, nor can he control them.

"The me back then was just a little bit better than him." Song Xun said suddenly, his eyes deep, "Tang Ling's death, Jiang Junyu was your fault...At that time, I thought everything was my fault."

Jiang Junku's hand holding the fan froze, and smiled reluctantly: "It's not your fault. It's just that I... stole the thousand receivers."

Back then, if he hadn't had the crooked idea to steal Tang Ling's thousand receivers, maybe Tang Ling wouldn't have blocked it with his body.

Tang Ling's death was his fault.