The boss always wants me to die [Quick Transmigration]

After Shui Yunhuan left, Xiang Ning returned to Jinzhou City alone.Not long after, Zhao Yixian and others also hurried back.

Seeing his face, Xiang Ning knew that Mr. Yu should escape after all.

Under the eager eyes of the city lord, Zhao Yixian took out a pitch-black bead from the void.

"Master, this is?" Chen Wenyao said.

"This is the culprit of the flood!" After Zhao Yixian finished speaking, he crushed the black bead in front of everyone. At that moment, the black bead turned into countless fragments and scattered in the air, before finally disappearing.

"City Lord—City Lord—" A soldier shouted and ran in, his dark face was full of excitement, "The water has receded! The flood has receded!!"

The city lord stared at him blankly: "Is this true?!"

"It's absolutely true, City Master," Xiao Bing kowtowed to the ground and said excitedly, "The people of Jinzhou are saved! We don't have to die!!"

"Thank you Immortal!" The city lord knelt on the ground with a "plop", "The people of Jinzhou City will never forget the great kindness and virtue of the Immortal. Please leave the title of the Immortal, and I will worship it every day!"

"The city owner doesn't have to be like this. Now that the flood is gone, I will leave." After Zhao Yixian said this, regardless of the city owner's efforts to persuade him to stay, he glanced lightly at Chen Wenyao, motioned him to follow, and left in public.

Chen Wenyao saw that the master was not complacent about the compliments of the world, but still looked innocent, and he felt an indescribable joy in his heart. The only thing the master treats himself is different.

The six people continued to walk with their swords, until they reached the mountain gate, Zhao Yixian stopped, said goodbye to them one by one, and then led Chen Wenyao back to his own mountain.

As soon as Zhao Yixian returned to the cave, he received a voice transmission from the senior brother of the sect master, and after exhorting Chen Wenyao, he rushed to the sect master.

The head of the sect also just heard that the flood in Jinzhou was caused by Zhao Yixian's second apprentice and the younger apprentice's biological father. He was afraid that Zhao Yixian would turn his anger on his apprentice, so he hurriedly called him here.

As far as Qiyun School is concerned, only the headmaster Zhao Yufu and Zhao Yixian have a deep relationship. Because of a master, and because Zhao Yufu took good care of his younger brother when he was a child, Zhao Yixian may not listen to others, but the headmaster But it can be heard for a point or two.

The head of the sect is not just afraid that Chen Wenyao will suffer a disadvantage, he is even more afraid that his junior brother will go further and further down the wrong path, and in the end he will not be able to turn back.

However, to his surprise, Zhao Yixian's expression was calm, and he told him everything that happened along the way, and when it came to Mr. Yu, he didn't look too angry.

Zhao Yixian thought that Zhao Yixian wanted to open the front door, so he didn't ask any further questions, and said directly: "This Mr. Yu is really devoid of conscience, to come up with such a vicious method to improve his power." Speaking of Shui Yunhuan, Zhao Yufu said regretfully: "I thought he would be able to do something in the future, but I didn't expect..."

"During this period of time, I sent out the disciples one by one, and I also kept the heart of experience. Fortunately, all they met were some Jindan Demon Cultivators, and there were no casualties." The head frowned, "It's just now It seems that Master Yu of the Devil Dao appeared out of nowhere, and although he only has the cultivation level of Nascent Soul, there are three monks of the Transformation Stage behind him."

"You don't have to worry about the sect leader. It's not that we don't have God Transformation monks in Qiyun's lineage. Besides, there are other sects of cultivating immortals. When the time comes when our major sects of cultivating immortals join forces, are we afraid that they won't succeed?"

When Zhao Yixian returned to his cave, Chen Wenyao had already curled up into a ball and fell asleep.Zhao Yixian didn't call him either, but just took off his coat and lay down beside him, stretched his hands and feet, and hugged him into his arms.Chen Wenyao felt the familiar smell, moved his head, found a comfortable position in Master's arms, and fell asleep deeply.

Zhao Yixian stared at Chen Wenyao's long-open face, but he was thinking in his heart what would happen if the little apprentice made another choice today?

With the candle flickering, Zhao Yixian questioned himself, and finally came to a conclusion.

If he had chosen someone else, he...maybe...wouldn't have killed him...

Perhaps to catch him and imprison him for a lifetime...

But in the end he was reluctant to take his life.

Another year passed in the blink of an eye, and the head of the sect recruited back the disciples who had gone down the mountain one after another. During this time, Chen Wenyao had been practicing hard, and soon reached the middle stage from the early Yuanying stage, which was not much different from Zhao Yixian's realm.

Zhao Yixian felt that he could not bring Chen Wenyao better resources, so he informed the head and took Chen Wenyao to find opportunities.

There is a sea area in the extreme east. Zhao Yixian and Zhao Yixian left the auction, and occasionally heard that ancient ruins will appear there this year. The two did not find a suitable item in the auction. Walking with a sword in a place where there is no one.

After flying for about half a month, the two finally came near this sea area.They changed their attire, and at first glance they thought they were sons and brothers of a rich family.

Holding a painting fan in his hand, Chen Wenyao walked slowly and gracefully, followed by a serious young man who looked as cold as ice.

The two walked into a restaurant, Chen Wenyao closed the fan in his hand, ordered some food, and calmed down to listen to the news around him.

The people who eat in the restaurant are all monks below Jindan, some are from other places, some are local monks, Chen Wenyao and the others hide their cultivation bases, and the people with lower cultivation bases than them only say that they are two more famous builders. Cultivator Ji, just looking at the behavior of the two of them, and their young age, guessed that they might be noble sons of the Immortal Cultivation School.

According to them, the ruins will not open until another four days.Chen Wenyao and the two of them simply had nothing to do, they just wandered around the town these few days, getting a taste of the customs and customs of different places.

When returning to the inn to rest at night, Chen Wenyao was still amazed at the girl who looked like a foreign girl from the generation he lived in. In a blink of an eye, he saw the master blowing out the candle with a cold face.

Chen Wenyao: "..."

I haven't eaten yet...

Although a cultivator can see things in the dark, and although a cultivator does not need to eat, but...

Why does it feel like Master is angry?

Chen Wenyao anxiously climbed to the side of the master, only to find that the master who used to hold him in his arms turned his back to him.

Chen Wenxuan turned his eyeballs around, and immediately discovered the key point. He cursed himself as a fool, and carefully took Master's hand, "Master... I was wrong..."

"I shouldn't praise that woman for being beautiful..."

"Master, I don't care about her at all..."

"...Master, don't be angry."