When the villain picks up the script

The chattering and laughing voices in the tavern fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked out the door to see where the brash man was.

I saw three men with different appearances stepping on the broken gate and walking towards the tavern.

These three people, one tall, one thin, and one handsome and sleek, were all dressed in uniform, and when they came in, they looked at the people drinking tea with unfriendly expressions and bright eyes.

And the tea-drinking crowd who were still curiously looking at the door, when they saw the person coming, they all lowered their heads in fear and pretended to turn a blind eye.

Only the clerk of the tavern greeted him bitterly, nodded and bowed and said: "Three envoys, the store's recent fees have been paid on time. If you don't believe me, you can check it. The magic card is still hanging in the villain's shop."

The burly man impatiently pushed the waiter to the ground, and said fiercely: "Go, go, it's none of your business, don't come here to join in the fun."

The handsome and slick man swished open the folding fan and fanned it pretentiously. On the folding fan there were only three large characters 'worshiping the moon to teach'.

The man looked at the fearful and avoiding eyes of the people around him with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "I worship the Moon God Cult to work here, and the idlers can leave quickly, the God Cult does not kill innocent people in vain."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the tavern immediately dispersed like birds and beasts, and more than half of them dispersed in an instant.

Wen Qinglan came here just to find the second half of the Qintian ancient scroll, and had no intention of causing trouble, so he planned to leave with the tea-drinking crowd in the tavern.

However, he doesn't intend to cause trouble, but it doesn't mean that others won't bother him.

Just as Wen Qinglan was walking out behind the tea-drinking crowd, the sleek and handsome man blocked his chest with a folded fan.

Wen Qinglan frowned slightly and looked up at the other party.

Seeing the envoy of the Moon Worship Sect with a folding fan in his hand, a smile of unknown meaning appeared on his face. He looked Wen Qinglan up and down, the folding fan frivolously turned to Wen Qinglan's jaw, and said slickly: "You, leave with this envoy."

The tea drinkers who hadn't had time to leave all looked at Wen Qinglan with pity.

The envoy holding the folding fan raised his voice and said, "This is my Holy Son of the Moon Worship Sect. I came here today to bring back the Holy Son. If you have nothing to do with the Holy Son, please leave quickly."

As soon as the man holding the folding fan finished speaking, the rest of the people also left immediately.

And the burly man next to him grabbed Wen Qinglan's shoulder rudely, and said harshly, "Come back with us."

Wen Qinglan frowned slightly, and dodged the opponent's rough claws in a flash.

The envoy of the Moon Worship Sect was probably used to doing these things, so he was not surprised by Wen Qinglan's resistance, but quickly cooperated and surrounded him.

Among them, the man holding the folding fan smiled and said: "Little beauty, I advise you not to resist, and obediently follow me back, lest the brothers will hurt your little face later, it will be bad." gone."

"What's wrong with joining my Moon God Religion? It's delicious, spicy, rich, and honorable. Don't toast or eat fine wine." The burly man shouted roughly.

A sneer flashed across the skinny man's face, and his slender eyes narrowed dangerously: "What are you doing talking so much nonsense, just knock him out and take him away, look at this skinny and tender flesh, don't be too thick, I'm afraid I don't know What is obedience."

As the three of them spoke, they lowered their heads and began to recite the mantra. Originally, they were only three people at the Golden Core stage. At the moment when the mantra resonated, their strength soared to the level of Nascent Soul.

Three blue energy light screens condensed in front of the three of them, closing towards Wen Qinglan in an instant.

With Wen Qinglan's current strength in the spiritual silence period, it is inevitable to avoid it at all, but what is even more unguardable is the strange way of using the abilities of these three people. After careful inspection, it seems to be spiritual power but not spiritual power.

He let out a slightly surprised 'Huh', gave up resistance in a flash of his mind, and fainted to the ground before the blue energy arrived.

"This kid is too useless, why do I think he passed out before I hit him?" The burly man said in a muffled voice, and he scratched his head suspiciously.

The skinny man sneered, "It's just a furnace that escaped from somewhere. This whole body of skill might be an embroidered pillow poured out by the master. What can it do?"

"Okay, don't discuss it for the time being, we'd better return to the God Cult quickly, and turn this kid over to the elders."

After the young man who folded the fan finished speaking, the three of them fell silent, and then Wen Qinglan was rudely held on the shoulder by the burly and strong man, and his face turned black when the shoulder hit him.

However, after all, Wen Qinglan had evil intentions, so he continued to pretend to be a salted fish, and let the burly man carry him away quickly.

Wen Qinglan quietly released his consciousness, and found that the three people came to a valley with no obvious features. He didn't know what the three people had done. The rune teleportation formation, but it doesn't look like it.

Before he could figure it out, they appeared in front of a large hall, and a burly man carried him to a heavily guarded courtyard.

Someone greeted and said: "Hey, the holy son I found this time is not bad. I see that the quality you three found is the best. This time it will definitely be a good reward."

The burly man scratched his head and laughed. The man instructed the other party to put Wen Qinglan into a compartment in the yard, and muttered as he put it: "I don't know what's going on recently. The church's demand for saints and saints It's getting bigger and bigger, and the people who have been found are replaced one after another, and our Moon Worship Sect site is almost empty."

"Whatever you do, if it weren't for this, how could our brothers get a reward and show our faces in front of the Holy Spirit." The folding fan man opened the folding fan with a bang, fanned it, and said impatiently: "Quickly write it down, brothers, we Still waiting to go out for a drink."

The recorder patted the other person on the shoulder and cursed, "You're still so impatient."

The four muttered for a while, then left the yard, and Wen Qinglan immediately woke up.

In addition to him, there are many young men and women here, all of whom are ignorant and confused. It seems that their cultivation bases are high or low, but the highest is no more than Jindan, and they seem to have used various means to get in.

There are also a few obviously ordinary teenagers and girls who are holding each other and crying secretly.

I don't know what the Luna Worship Sect did to bring them here, but the name of this sect doesn't seem like a good thing, maybe it's just trying to create some sorcery.

Wen Qinglan looked at it for a while and felt bored, especially the one who wanted to sneak in to see what was going on was even more boring, so she got up and walked out the door.

As expected, the door was locked. He pushed it, and found that it should be an ordinary brass lock on the outside.

Without even thinking about it, Wen Qinglan drew his sword and slashed.

He didn't use his own saber to seal the sword alone, but an ordinary spirit sword he found somewhere. It's just that although this sword is ordinary, it is sharp and fast in Wen Qinglan's hands. There was a loud bang when it was cut, but it was not damaged at all.

Even if he is only at the spiritual stage of strength now, it shouldn't be the case, right?

Wen Qinglan couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and only then did he become slightly interested in the Moon Worship Sect.

He became interested in what he said, but everyone in the room was shocked by his direct and violent actions, and they all opened their mouths to look at Wen Qinglan motionless, and even the girl who was crying together stopped crying. I don't know, so I look at Wen Qinglan with admiration in my eyes.

"Cough...cough...that...this fellow Taoist..."

Just as Wen Qinglan was staring at the door and pondering, a voice sounded from behind him and patted him on the shoulder by the way.

Wen Qinglan turned her head and couldn't help squinting, but she was still an acquaintance.

However, this acquaintance obviously didn't recognize him, and was even stunned by Wen Qinglan's appearance when he turned around. A trace of obsession flashed in his eyes, probably aware of his gaffe, the man blushed a little embarrassedly, and said in a low voice : "My name is Yue Ling'er, I don't know who your friend is..."

"Wen Yu." Wen Qinglan said calmly.

That's right, the unlucky ghost who also fell into the Moon Worship Sect was Yue Ling'er, the young master of Linglong Fang that Xiao Jing had rescued in the True Leaf Secret Realm before.

The reason why he didn't recognize Wen Qinglan was because Shizun had changed his disguise again.

This time the master is wearing a top-notch shell. It looks a little hard to describe, not that it looks too scary, but that it has a bit of a coquettish and cheap taste.

The pointed face is only the size of a palm, white and jade-like, and the eyes are watery, exuding a delicate and pitiful taste. When the corners of the eyes are raised, there is a kind of charm, and the black eyelashes are long and soft, fluttering Scratching her heart itchyly, the red lips under the delicate and small bridge of the nose are seductive, and the whole face is a bit masculine and feminine.

However, it's not a sissy powdery smell, but I don't know what's going on with this shell. Although it won't make people mistakenly identify their gender, there is a seductiveness in their bones. Let Wen Qinglan evaluate it by himself, that is Sao.

No wonder Yue Linger, an innocent female cultivator, was blushed. The three Moon Worshiping Sect envoys recognized him as a furnace, just because the exercises that this body was operating were indeed made by the master's furnace. practice.

Wen Qinglan was obviously used to it for a long time. In order to prevent Yue Linger from distracting frequently, he took out a gauze cap from the storage bag and put it on his head, and asked, "Do you know what's going on here?"

Only then did Yue Ling'er calm down, and she said seriously: "Daoist friends, I don't know, this Moon Worship Education Commission is really evil, I also entered here to track down the Moon Worship Education, but after entering, I found that I couldn't leave. "

She turned her head and pointed to the people behind her and said, "These fellow Taoists and I have also thought of a way together, but I don't know if it's because of our lack of skill, but we couldn't even open this door."

In fact, if Wen Qinglan breaks the seal of the soul and restores his identity, he can easily break through this door with his terrifying spiritual power during the fusion period.

It's just that he didn't want to meet Xiao Jing for the time being, so he dismissed the idea. As far as he knows, his disciple is really advanced. I'm afraid this meeting has already approached the Mahayana realm. It's him, the master, who listened to it. , is also a complex mood.