I wanted to embrace my master and return home

At the same time, the surrounding monks were pushed several meters away by the sudden burst of strong hostility, and those with lower cultivation levels even felt a sweet smell in their throats...

"This... what is this?"

"Brother, everyone, look at that sword! Is the sword in Chen Xianjun's hand very similar to the Zhuyang Sword painted in the history books of Taoism?" A hesitant voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, and all the monks stared at it. Taking a closer look at the sword, he suddenly felt a slap in the face.

"It's not just similar...it's obviously the same sword!"

"Unexpectedly... it is actually the Candle Sun Sword, but wasn't the wolf demon already dead back then?"

"Could it be that Tang Jie is not dead, he is back...?!"

"Help, help! The wolf demon is back! Who will save us!"

The nightmare many years ago seemed to reappear in front of everyone. They are the descendants of the Ten Great Immortal Sects in the United Resistance War, and their parents and mothers were forcefully torn apart by Tang Jie in the battles again and again, and their intestines flowed out. The wolf demon was covered in blood, and dug out the spiritual core from the screaming living person...

In the past, they were all children who heard or even witnessed this period of history with their own eyes. They were still babbling, living in the fear of rain and plague, and they were precarious.

Even if he didn't recognize Tang Jie's face, he had already engraved the style of the Zhuyang Sword in the Xuanmen history annals into his mind.

At this moment, these young people's eyes were red, and they drew their swords one after another, but they couldn't help but began to tremble. They were afraid... hated... everything related to Tang Jie!

Some young people who couldn't bear the fear began to collapse—"Tang Jie, could it be that he is Tang Jie! He didn't die at all, but turned into another face and continued to live!!"

"Impossible. If it's really Tang Jie, he wouldn't have kept his secrets for so many years. That wolf demon is extremely perverse, how could he hold his breath?" said an elderly monk who was still rational.

"Yes... yes, it can't be Tang Jie. He's already dead. The only possible thing is that wolf pill. It is rumored that that wolf pill was sealed on a mortal... Could it be..."

"Could it be that that mortal is Chen Xianjun?!"

As soon as these words came out, the air seemed to be frozen. Chen Xianjun... Gu Mou... Gu Mou is the true disciple of Master Yuan Hua, if this wolf pill is sealed in Gu Mou's body, what will it do for him to inherit the martial arts of the wolf demon? Strange, it makes perfect sense when you think about it this way!

No wonder that in the past few years since the death of Lord Yuanhua, his true disciple seems to have changed into a different person. He likes to wear black clothes, has a ruthless face, but his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds!

It turns out that all this is thanks to the wolf pill, and it turns out that Chen Xianjun, who has always been admired by everyone, is actually the second Tang Jie!

Like a bamboo split by a knife, this terrible "fact" that has been concealed over the years spreads rapidly in the hearts of all the monks. It turns out that Chen Xianjun, who is the number one in the immortal sect, the lord of the Tianfu Pavilion, has deceived them for so many years ...

"Brother, everyone, don't be afraid, step back, and protect yourself..." The leader of the Zhenyuan Sect swallowed, and organized everyone to retreat, staring vigilantly at Gu Mou in the middle.

"That's right, no, it's just a Candle Sun Sword, and Tang Jie didn't come in person, besides, he was seriously injured. Are we all afraid that we can't deal with him..."

"Everyone back off, surround the person surnamed Gu, don't, don't let him run away..."

Standing in the big circle surrounded by monks, Gu Mou was surrounded by noises, as if his eyes were devastated, and those fearful, vicious, or angry eyes came from all directions and gathered on him.

The ear-piercing noise pierces through the quiet night, the Wu hook hangs high above, the mist envelops the river, and you can vaguely see the surrounding mountains and haze, thousands of tiles, all of which are telling Gu Mou——

This is the peace of the people that you have exchanged for the peace of the people with all your pain.

His brows and eyes were full of unreasonable resentment, calm as if frozen, as if he couldn't see these monks who were full of hatred and yelling at them... He turned his head suddenly, and his eyes fell directly on the In the distance, on Yu Shubai who retreated with everyone——

Everything is cold.

He desperately wanted an answer, an answer that would explain everything.

Yu Shubai was dressed in a light gold robe, his handsome face became more warm and harmless under the moonlight, his eyebrows and eyes were black, like a piece of flawless jade in the rough.Openly looking at Gu Mou's eyes, when the people around noticed that their eyes met, and gradually quieted down, Yu Shubai slowly spoke, his golden voice was bright and clear as ice, "Chen Xianjun... you It's very frustrating for the students."

"........."

"It turns out that you have been insisting on using the white sword condensed with spiritual power to hide the existence of the Candle Sun Sword. After many inquiries from the students, you took out the "reformed" Candle Sun Sword. Before that, the students always thought that It's just an ordinary spirit sword."

The surrounding atmosphere condensed like an ice cellar, and everyone was quietly listening to his words.

"Chen Xianjun, we trust you so much, your acting is really superb. As a former student, I just want to ask, are you tired?"

——As a former student.

So lightly disregarding the relationship.

Yu Shubai's voice was crisp and clear, and it came to Gu Mou's ears word for word. With a handful of crushed ice, he broke the flesh and inserted it hard. The blood flowed back, every inch of flesh and blood in his body froze, and his heart was cold.

——Just now, they were still lying on the same bed, doing the most intimate thing. Under the warm yellow candlelight, the two soft bodies hugged each other tightly, and the warmth was so heartbreaking.

There were rumbles in the eardrums, dense needles pierced into the heart, and an indescribable bitterness surged from the base of his tongue. Everything in front of him made his stomach churn, and the pain made him want to bend down and digest it all slowly.

Zhang Sichen, where is Zhang Sichen?

Gu Mou subconsciously raised his head to look for the direction of Tianfu Zhige, but he didn't see Zhang Sichen's figure.

——A cold arrow flew from nowhere, pierced into his right shoulder not too deep and not shallow, and the stinging pain hit him. His eyes were red and he raised his hand to pull out the arrow, throwing it on the ground, causing a burst of panic around him.

"This... is this still a human?!"

"Everyone has seen it, he doesn't even feel pain, he is a murderous, cold-blooded and ruthless devil!"

"Everyone rush forward and kill him! Avenge our ancestors! Kill this heinous devil!"

A fire ignited in everyone's hearts, and the leading group of people drew their swords and rushed forward—Gu Mou threw the Candle Sun Sword on the ground, and used his spiritual power to condense a white sword to block the swarming attacks. Swords and swords flashed before his eyes - several cold arrows flew from a high place again, Gu Mou was distracted and swung his sword away. A monk who was close to him took advantage of the loophole and slashed at his leg, but only cut off his leg. The hem of his robe was delicate and deliberate.

This is the hem of the robe, near the heel of the foot, a small piece, exposing a piece of ankle, and a vague red color can be seen faintly.

The pent-up anger in Gu Mou's heart burst out, he snatched the man's scimitar, and slashed his chest with the knife. The cut was shallow, but still broke a layer of flesh.

"Ah, ah, it hurts! Help! Chen Xianjun killed someone! Killed someone!" The man who was hacked fell to the ground, clutching his chest in pain and trying to escape.

This was the first of the attacking monks to see blood. The man's friend hurriedly helped him up. Everyone's eyes were red with anger, but they had to retreat again and again, fearing that they would die too.

It was the cool early autumn, and Gu Mou wore thin clothes for the battle at night, and obeyed Yu Shubai's words, he didn't put on socks. A red "foot chain" is worn on the ankle.

...anklet?

No, this is not an anklet.

After a closer look, it turned out to be a strange charm, thinly wrapped around the ankle, scarlet like blood, very eye-catching.

Everyone was full of doubts, stunned for a moment, and began to discuss one after another, and a knowledgeable voice said in surprise: "This seems to be... the words of the underworld?"

"Really, why did he tattoo the words of the underworld on his ankle?"

Rather than thinking carefully about why they tattooed their ankles, they were more curious about why they tattooed their bodies. There is an ancient saying that ink tattooing in the mainland of Kyushu is mostly a punishment, and it is only found on prisoners in the folk and even in the Three Realms.

...the criminal?

Gu Mou didn't even react for a while, but a very bad premonition rose in his heart. He subconsciously looked at Yu Shubai. In the team that the pavilion belongs to, they are all clean.

He heard Yu Shubai's undisguised astonishment: "This is... Gui Bu Tang."

Everyone was quiet again: "Ghost walk? Isn't this... something from the underworld?"

"That's right, isn't Guibutang a spell used to deal with demons..."

Yu Lao next to him looked serious, and said in a deep voice: "This is a punishment in the underworld, specially prepared for Huayao who bear hundreds or thousands of lives. This heinous Huayue will be taken away as soon as he enters the underworld. Go stab a spell, called "Ghost Step Entangling", once pierced into the skin, it is difficult to remove unless it is reincarnated."

After Mr. Yu finished explaining, no one had any doubts, even some monks who had read some anecdotes and annals of the underworld exclaimed in surprise: "It's really a miracle that this ghostly entanglement appears on a living person!"

"Could it be, could it be that Gu Mou swallowed the wolf pill, went mad and turned into a demon, and escaped from the underworld?"

"It must, it must be like this. Only the dead Huayao have ghost steps, and Gu Mou is actually Huayao?!"

"When did he become a demon, and how many people did he kill without telling us! Wearing the skin of the Lord of the Pavilion of Heavenly Mansion, he is an out-and-out demon!"

Transforming demons... ghost steps... These words hit Gu Mou hard. He has killed countless demons, but he never thought that in his lifetime, Gu Mou would be crowned with these two words.

Yulao's rough voice pierced the night sky, and he calmly ordered: "Everyone, please be careful, this demon transformation is extraordinary. It can be said that it has been trying for decades. I am afraid there is an even more terrible conspiracy behind it. Everyone, protect the younger generation." , take advantage of Hua Yao's serious injury and capture him alive!"

"For example, how to capture him alive, he is Gu Mou..."

"What are you afraid of? If this kind of maddened monster is allowed to escape, I don't know how many disasters will happen!"

Mr. Yu raised his hand high, and said in a rather imposing voice: "Everyone, don't panic, leave it to Sitian Pavilion. The disciples of Sitian Pavilion obey the order, capture Gu Mou alive, and go—"

However, no matter it was Sitian Pavilion, Shenshui Palace, Zhenyuan Gate, and several other fairy gates, they all rushed forward full of anger. More than 700 people just wanted to take one life. Boundary, to block all attacks outside.

Seeing this, Sitiange immediately set up a huge golden barrier above the Izumo Villa, covering the entire villa under it, and no one could escape.

Gu Mou looked coldly at the monks facing each other with swords and guns. Their faces were filled with hatred and hatred. If one got to the bottom of it, there were actually only a small number of people who really harbored hatred against the wolf monster, and most of them had no vengeance. There are some familiar faces in the same generation, who have offered gifts many times but have been rejected by him, or who have spoken to him at the fairy talks that he did not attend many times but have been ignored.

While they were afraid, they gloated at the same time, and all of them had undisguised viciousness, excitement, and relief in their eyes.

"Give it up, monster!"

"You unforgivable monster, when I think of you pretending to be exorcising demons and defending Dao in our upper cultivation world, I feel so sick that I want to vomit!"

"My surname is Gu, you're done! Eyes above your head all day long, did you ever think that this day would come?"

"This damned demon has taken countless human lives, kill him! Kill him!"

Gu Mou looked at all this coldly, the barrier around his body blocked all weapons, he ignored these crazy people, and turned his dry Adam's apple up and down in the direction of Si Tiange: "Okay, I'll go with you. "

Yu Lao made a quiet gesture and gradually calmed down the chaos around him. He was a little surprised and asked tentatively: "What did you say...surrendered so quickly?"

Gu Mou felt a little amused, and sarcastically said: "Otherwise? Just catch him without a fight, and wait to be hacked to death by these idiots with swords?"

Gu Mou felt that it was not easy to be able to laugh in such a situation, but if he was a mere mortal, would he be afraid that I would fly away with such a big battle?

"Okay, but we are afraid that Chen Xianjun will play tricks. I hope you can seal your own spiritual vein, so everyone here can rest assured." Yu Lao said.

"it is good."

Gu Mou followed suit with a blank face, sealing all the spiritual veins in his body, and the white sword in his hand lost its spiritual power and turned into nothingness in an instant.

"He just... gave up?"

"There's no fraud in this, is there?"

"Be careful, everyone, don't be fooled by him..."

Everyone couldn't believe it and talked a lot, but Yu Lao was very satisfied. He stroked his beard and said, "You are doing the right thing. The less you fight, the less you will suffer."

Gu Mou didn't react when he heard the words, he just felt powerless, his throat was filled with a smell of rust, he was on the verge of falling, and countless seemingly ordinary past events were intertwined in his mind.His gaze passed through the shadowy crowd and landed on Yu Shubai. No matter who looked at the latter's expression, he looked as if he couldn't believe that the senior he trusted was actually a demon, and his eyes were reddish. , extremely innocent.

Only Gu Mou looked straight into his eyes, and saw the poisonous, uncontrollable sly smile in the depths of his eyes.