After transmigrating into Mozun Master, I betrayed [Transmigration Book]

Jiya didn't realize the mixed flavors of Lin Cangming's dejected sentence "I killed him". Lin Cangming was thinking about what Jun Jixia said. It happened that he was negligent.

He once swore at Wankuya that he would never use Yuxiao swordsmanship again. At that time, he was only at the Jindan stage. Now his cultivation base is enough to tear up the oath. The Evening Rain Sword of Ten Thousand Grotto Cliffs.

Ji Ya took advantage of the situation and held Lin Cangming's cold hand, not knowing what was going on with him, so he had no choice but to comfort him: "If there is anything that needs me to do, I will try my best."

Lin Cangming stood up, lowered his voice to suppress the slight tremor: "Do you want me to leave some last words?"

"Don't say such inauspicious words." Ji Ya said with a smile, "Our ambitious hegemony has just begun."

"Let go." Lin Cangming looked at him, then moved his eyes to Yan Jianzhang, and managed to calm down, letting Ji Ya let go of him.

Ji Ya grabbed Lin Cangming's hand, naturally lowered his head and breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his hands like the twelfth lunar month, stuffed him back into the cloak and wrapped it tightly, and said with concern: "Hands and feet are cold, hurry up and take the overdrafted kidney... "

"Get lost." Lin Cangming's face darkened, and he raised his foot and kicked Ji Ya's calf. Ji Ya screamed exaggeratedly, with a smile in his eyes, as if he could dispel all the confusion and cold.

"Are you in a better mood?" Ji Ya casually patted the hem of his clothes, "I still have some experience in forging scenes, you go to Master Yan, I'll clean up here first."

Lin Cangming took two steps, then turned around and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

Ji Ya squatted on the ground to measure the direction, and replied, "Listen to you, I'm not on vacation when I come to the Realm of Cultivation. Of course, I'm following the Lord's arrangement."

Lin Cangming chuckled in satisfaction, and reminded with a deep meaning: "It's good to know."

Ji Ya listened to the sound of Lin Cangming's leaving footsteps, and carefully examined the sword marks on Yan Jianzhang's neck. It was indeed the spiritual power of Yuxiao's swordsmanship.

"Why does Lin Ying know the Yuxiao sect's swordsmanship..." Ji Ya frowned suspiciously. If the Yuxiao sect had the internal support of the Nether Pavilion, then the Nether Pavilion would not have to pay a heavy price to attack Yuxiao Mountain in the original book.

For the time being, he suppressed his doubts, kept a little guard against Lin Cangming, and began to arrange the scene with the practical experience of going all the way to southern Xinjiang by pretending to hide his whereabouts.

Lin Cangming went back to find Yan Yucheng, only to see that the elite team fell to the ground and fell into a coma, unable to wake up for a while.

"Yan Jianzhang is dead?" Yan Yucheng asked with a pale face. He sat under the tree and leaned his head up, trying to calm down the restless spiritual power in his body.

"Yeah." Lin Cangming threw the medicine bottle containing Ningxianlu to Yan Yucheng, "Then you don't need to participate in the Nether Pavilion."

"The young master does keep his promise." Yan Yucheng held the medicine bottle and supported the tree to stand up. The poison under the cloud post book had been released, and the burning blood insect had also lost its effect with Yan Jianzhang's death. He stared at the three Yan Jianzhang marks on his wrist Gu Shi scratched the wound, gritted his teeth and cut off a piece of flesh and blood with his sword horizontally, so as not to be seen that he had fought against Yan Jianzhang.

Lin Cangming stood aside and waited for Ji Ya to come over. Yan Yucheng's forcibly suppressed roar changed its tone in his throat, and blood flowed down. Lin Cangming couldn't help comparing him with Ji Ya, who didn't change his face and self-mutilated, and then snorted contemptuously .

Yan Yucheng: "..."

Yan Yucheng pinched his arm and thought, what's wrong with him?

"The transaction between the Yan family and the Youming Pavilion is only known to a few people trusted by Yan Jianzhang. I will use the reason of leaking the news to the Yuxiao faction to clean up a group of people, and the Youming Pavilion will not be implicated in any way." Yan Yucheng tore off a piece of sleeve Wrapping up the wound, he bowed his hands to Lin Cangming gently and politely, "I don't know if I should go back to southern Xinjiang directly, or stay in the cultivation realm for a few more days to enjoy this good show?"

"I have other plans." Lin Cangming nodded coldly in return, "If there is any cooperation in the future, please feel free to contact Youming Pavilion."

Yan Yucheng listened to Lin Cangming's perfunctory politeness and nodded: "Alright."

Ji Ya finished tidying up the venue, came out clapping his hands, and raised his eyebrows at Yan Yucheng: "Master Yan, is everything okay?"

"There is no serious problem, thank you Mr. Ji for your concern." Yan Yucheng said warmly.

"My friend, thank you." Ji Ya picked up the jade slip with a smile, "How about adding a wild goose book, if I have a chance to go to Yingzhou in the future, I would like to ask Young Master Yan to take care of me."

Yan Yucheng twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, looked past Ji Ya to Lin Cangming who was holding his arms and pursing his lips tightly, and said euphemistically: "My poisonous injury has just subsided, so it's inconvenient to use my spiritual power."

"Okay then, Young Master Yan have a good rest." Ji Ya hung up the jade slip regretfully, before asking Lin Cangming what to do next, Lin Cangming put his hand on his shoulder one step ahead.

"Pay attention to your identity, you are a subordinate of Youming Pavilion, casually contacting people in the realm of cultivation is a felony of treason." Lin Cangming's words were cool, and he flicked his thumb on Ji Ya's neck as a warning.

Ji Ya's neck felt cold, he shivered and pushed Lin Cangming's hand away, and sighed helplessly: "Okay, okay, if I don't add it...why are your hands still so cold, can you hold your sleeves for a while?"

Lin Cangming found that Ji Ya was really not afraid of him, no matter what threats he made, Ji Ya could understand the crooked ways, leaving him speechless.

"Put it down, let's go." Lin Cangming patted Ji Yaping's outstretched arms, and greeted Yan Yucheng to solve the internal problems by himself.

Yan Yucheng guessed that Ji Ya seemed to want to say something to him, but he didn't ask for the contact information and couldn't find the right time.

So Yan Yucheng smiled and cupped his fists at Ji Ya, pretending that he didn't understand anything, so let's go quickly.

"Ji Ya." Lin Cangming tilted his head, "Go ahead."

Ji Ya secretly asked, do you have eyes in the back of your old head? He had to give up and wink with Yan Yucheng again, and walked forward gloomily.

When passing Yan Yufei and the elite team, Lin Cangming paused, and suddenly grabbed Ji Ya's sleeve.

"What's the matter?" Ji Ya turned his head.

Lin Cangming raised his knees slightly and raised his hand to block the cloak, pulled out the Wanyu blunderbuss from the side of his legs and threw it away, and aimed at Yan Yufei who was lying on the ground with one hand.

Before Ji Ya and Yan Yucheng could react, Lin Cangming had already pulled the trigger.

"Lin Ying!" Yan Yucheng only had time to shout, and rushed forward to sweep away the smoke of dead leaves, but suddenly saw Yan Yufei standing in the smoke with a sword, his eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face.

"Neglect." Ji Ya reviewed in a low voice, and immediately drew out his sword and threw a few streams of sword energy towards Yan Yufei's side, and the fine sword lights danced like thunder spots, forming a fence in mid-air, blocking her retreat behind.

"Little brother..." Yan Yufei's voice was sad, and she looked at Yan Yucheng with a heavy face in puzzlement, with his father on one side and her younger brother on the other, she didn't even know whether to be angry or sad, "Why did you kill your father?"

Yan Yucheng gritted his teeth, squeezed the sword in his hand and said indifferently: "Of course it is for the position of Patriarch. No one wants glory and wealth. Eldest sister, my father is dead, and all the people he brought are under my control. Swear allegiance to me now, and I will spare your life."

"Absurd, that is the father who raised you! I have never treated you as an outsider. You and I both have the opportunity to be the head of the family. How can you be so ruthless!" Yan Yufei cried tearfully. Injured by spiritual power, she wakes up after being unconscious for a while, but is unable to move. She accidentally saw the scene of relatives killing each other.

When Lin Cangming saw that she was about to face Yan Yucheng with her sword, he dodged his hand and sealed Yan Yufei's spiritual veins like lightning, and tapped her acupuncture points to keep her in place.

"It's happened this time." Ji Ya whispered beside Lin Cangming with a headache. Although he asked Yan Yucheng if he would kill Yan Yufei if necessary, he definitely didn't mean to hurt the innocent.

Yan Yufei was already injured, so she braced herself up at this time, lowered her head and coughed up blood, and closed her eyes in disappointment: "If you want to kill, kill it, I only hate that I have misjudged the wrong person in this life, and I have regarded an evil tiger as my own brother. I can't avenge my father, I only hope that you can still have a clear heart when you dream back at midnight."

"I really have no regrets in my heart." Yan Yucheng took a deep breath, looked up into Yan Yufei's sad eyes, and without explaining, the sharp sword light directly slashed at Yan Yufei's neck.

Ji Ya clenched his fist and stepped forward with his left foot, but Lin Cangming grabbed his wrist holding the sword. Ji Ya felt a pain in his veins, and the long sword fell to the ground. The trunk of the tree was chopped off in half, and there was not even half a drop of blood in the dust.

"Eldest sister, hate me." Yan Yucheng's mouth oozes blood, he smiles helplessly, and seems to be annoyed that he can't let go. When he answered Ji Ya, he was decisive, but Yan Yufei's normally smiling eyes were stained with tears. The hatred made him feel empty and barren in his heart.

This is not what he wants. He can't solve a problem and add a heart disease that can't be cured.

"Yan Yucheng, you..." Yan Yufei glanced down at the sharp blade, and saw her stunned face from the reflection of the sword, with tears mixed with mud, in a state of embarrassment.

"That's... Yanjia?" Ji Ya forgot the pain in his hand, and opened his eyes wide in surprise. He was dragged by Lin Cangming for a while, and he saw Yan Yucheng's sword resting on Yan Yufei's neck, leaving no scars, but Yan Yufei's sleeve had been cut by the sharp blade that popped out from her forearm, and the skin of her right arm was opened strangely, revealing several bright lines, and a long whip with barbs pierced through the palm of Yan Yucheng's chest, piercing through Yan Yucheng's chest. On the tree.

"It's the same as Li Si's severed arm. It's the puppet master's handwriting." Lin Cangming picked up Ji Ya's sword with one finger, and stopped watching the bloody drama of the two, and simply cut off Yan Yufei's arm. Shooting whip.

"Young master, I can guarantee that she will do no harm, don't kill her." Yan Yucheng's tone was a little urgent, and he tried to grab Lin Cangming's cloak with his backhand, but Lin Cangming dodged it in disgust, and there was a tingling pain from the stretched wound.

"I have something to ask her, you go and adjust your breath, don't spoil my business." Lin Cangming grabbed a section of the whip behind him and pulled it out roughly, his fingertips were covered with blue flames, and the whip was burned in an instant Exhausted.

Yan Yucheng fell to his knees in pain, the air was drawn into his lungs as if wrapped in a needle, and he was speechless even if he wanted Lin Cangming not to hurt Yan Yufei.

Looking at Lin Cangming's silky Mongolian doctor's technique, Ji Ya's eyelids twitched, and recalling Lin Cangming's tenderness when he rubbed the medicine on him, he couldn't help feeling that this boss really meant to him.

"Miss Yan, who took your Yanjia arm, can you explain in detail?" Ji Ya rubbed his wrist and asked politely.

Yan Yufei tilted her head and said with a sneer: "Youming Pavilion and Yan Yucheng murdered my father, such a sworn feud, I want to answer your question, what a joke!"

"I'm asking a question carefully, and Miss Yan won't suffer if you say a few words. My master will come over later, and he can strike with no seriousness." Ji Ya lowered his voice to threaten.

"Do as you please, this body can die, don't ask me to bow my head to your evil way." Yan Yufei stared at Ji Ya sharply, she couldn't move, even though her eyes were red and swollen, she was still noble and unyielding.

Ji Ya also released a sword energy, slowly approaching Yan Yufei's left eye, and opened his mouth pretending to be sinister: "If you don't say it, I will dig out your tricks first, and see what you still use to stare at others .”

Yan Yufei didn't dodge or evade contempt, and she already looked calm and righteous. When Ji Ya saw her talking gracefully and kindly at the banquet in Yuefu Inn, she didn't expect that she had such a tough side.

Seeing this, Yan Yucheng coughed and wanted to get up, and stretched out his hand while vomiting blood: "Mr. Ji, stop!"

Seeing his bitterness and virtue, Ji Ya shook his head, put away his sword energy, and sighed back, "Young Master Yan, you can't do it, I admired you back then."

Yan Yucheng who was beaten back by Lin Cangming with the late rain gun: "..."

Ji Ya bowed his hands to Yan Yufei and apologized: "I'm sorry, I was so offensive just now, wait for me to discuss it, and come back to ask later."

Yan Yufei: "..."?

Ji Ya raised his hands at Lin Cangming, walked two steps away from him, raised his sleeves and whispered, "Do you have the magical ability to erase short-term memory?"

Lin Cangming didn't care whether Yan Yufei was dead or alive. If he used magic to make Yan Yufei confess, leaving a foolish Miss Yan behind, I'm afraid Yan Yucheng would not buy it. After all, he still wanted to keep Yan Yucheng to deal with the Yuxiao faction. After thinking about it, he said: " Probably."

Ji Ya blinked: "That's easy to handle. Miss Yan didn't kill Yan Yucheng, which means she still cares about this younger brother. I'll go up and play tricks, and it's easy to keep the information."

Yan Yufei witnessed Jiya whispering in the past, and then came back with a conflicted expression, glanced back and forth between her and Yan Yucheng, and sighed: "Although I only met Miss Yan for a meal, I can also see it. Out of Miss Yan's respect and love for the Patriarch."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Yan Yufei said with a grim expression.

"But do you know that you grew up with Young Master Yan, why did he harbor deep resentment towards the Patriarch, so much so that he ventured to the Youming Pavilion in Southern Border to seek help?" Ji Ya slightly distorted the facts.

Yan Yufei was really stunned: "Resentment? What nonsense, why does my younger brother hate his father, and why does he seek help from the Nether Pavilion?"

Ji Ya lowered her voice, and recounted Yan Yucheng's abuse by Yan Jianzhang since she was a child, and also told what Yan Jianzhang could say about the Lin family's failure to save her, so that she could think carefully, and said earnestly: "Yan Jianzhang It's just showing you a loving father's side. Since you are not in a coma, you must have heard your father's words, "If you hadn't lost the trace of that kid", he secretly ordered Yan Yucheng to monitor the orphan of Lin's family, looking for opportunities to kill people. The kindness is overwhelmed, so I took the risk and went to the southern border!"

The more Yan Yufei listened, the more perplexed she became. She looked at Yan Yucheng who was suppressing the injury several times and murmured: "I...I don't believe it, father can't be like this."

"Well, it's hard for anyone to accept. The reason why Young Master Yan didn't explain is because he didn't want to let his respected sister know. He has been psychologically shadowed by your father." Ji Ya looked at Yan Yucheng sympathetically, but Yan Yucheng didn't hear what he was saying , He took out a bottle of wound medicine from the Qiankun bag, "If you don't believe me, I can let you go first, you take this bottle of external medicine, and see if he dares to let you heal his wounds."

At this moment, Yan Yufei was in a state of confusion, wanting to believe that it was not because of ambition that Yan Yucheng could kill her adoptive father, and thinking that her father didn't know whether she should hate her, Ji Ya unlocked the acupoints for her and put the medicine bottle in her hand.

"What did he say to you?" Yan Yucheng felt bad when he saw Yan Yufei walking towards him slowly.

Yan Yufei squatted down in front of him, without looking at him, and said indiscriminately: "Yanjia's arm is not important, it's okay to tell him, I see that you are seriously injured, so I will exchange this bottle of wound medicine, don't move. "

Yan Yucheng stepped back in a hurry, covering his collar to avoid Yan Yufei's hand: "Just give it to me, men and women can kiss each other..."

"We are sisters and brothers, what do you still care about the same old routine?" Yan Yufei's tone became a little anxious. Yan Yucheng didn't dare to take off his clothes. Doesn't it mean that he was really injured, "I told you not to move!"

"Ji Ya cough cough!" Yan Yucheng shouted angrily, he probably guessed what Ji Ya said, and pushed Yan Yufei away, "It's a fact that I killed Yan Jianzhang, if you don't want to serve me, leave the realm of cultivation and never come back again .”

Yan Yufei's hand paused in mid-air, moved the armored arm for a while, retracted the sharp blade together, and her skin returned to a smooth and fair appearance, without any abnormalities.

"My arm was broken eight years ago when I was in distress abroad." Yan Yufei stood up and said softly, "I met a senior who was proficient in Yanshu, he was called a puppet master, and he took this Yanjia arm for me, and returned After I got home, I was afraid that my father and younger brother would be worried, and there was nothing wrong with my arm, so I kept it a secret."

"Did he say where he came from?" Lin Cangming asked.

"I have a condition." Yan Yufei looked directly at Lin Cangming, "I will tell you everything you want, and then release me from the spiritual imprisonment. I will fight you fairly, regardless of life or death."

The author has something to say: Lin Cangming: In front of me, Master is provocative everywhere, so he should be locked up in the Underworld Fire Palace for isolation!

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There are still [-] words... Let me continue writing in the middle of the night, little angels, come and see it tomorrow morning QAQ