Eldest brother became paranoid after being possessed

Faced with Yan Luofei's questioning, Jiying was very dissatisfied, and felt that it was all Jin Wuchen's fault that he was "unfavorable in handling affairs", so what did he have to do with it?

But as soon as he came, he almost struck the Tianyang Immortal Gate first, and contradicted his master later.

Second, he just saw something he shouldn't have seen.

So in the end, knowing that he was wrong, he could only put his forehead on the ground, and said resignedly: "Jie Ying knows his mistake, but it is up to the master to punish him."

Whether he wants to eunuch him or directly destroy him, he admits it. Anyway, his obsession is to continue to be used by Yan Luofei, to help him slay demons and demons together, and he has nothing to do but stay by Yan Luofei's side.

As for Yan Luofei, after going downstairs to meet Jin Wuchen, his mood improved. He didn't really want to question Jieying, but just wanted to scare him and see his reaction.

Seeing him so obedient, I couldn't help but feel better, so I completely lost the intention of punishing him.

"That's all." Yan Luofei sat down on the edge of the bed, crossed his legs, loosened his hand, and the black fan in his hand turned into a cloud of black air and dissipated without a trace, and he put it in his sleeve, "I am in a good mood today, I will spare you just once, and the next time will not be an example!"

"Yes." Jie Ying responded, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

"Go to sleep, I'll sleep on the bed and you sleep on the ground, if you dare to wake me up, you know the consequences." Yan Luofei said and lay down on the bed.

Moxiu was afraid of heat, so he kicked the quilt off the bed early.

Jiying raised her head and saw Yan Luofei lying on her back on the bed, with her hands crossed behind her head and one leg propped up, sleeping very freely.

I couldn't help recalling the picture I saw before in my mind again.

Jiying hurriedly looked away from Yan Luofei, turned her back to him and lay on the ground, sighed silently, and closed her eyes.

The next day, Yan Luofei woke up early, kicked Jie Ying on the ground to wake him up, stretched himself, and went out to the next door.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, he suddenly noticed a breath of a cultivator coming from outside the house, and he couldn't help being taken aback.

Could it be that he has woken up and is outside?

Yan Luofei immediately turned around and walked through the corridor, jumped down from the stairs, landed on the ground and looked up, looking out through the door of the inn, only a thin mist could be seen.

It was early morning at this time, the sky was not yet bright, and there was a thin mist everywhere, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Jieying followed Yan Luofei and flew down from upstairs, and landed at his feet, kneeling on one knee.

When he got up, he didn't realize something, and there was a hint of vigilance on his heroic face, and he took a sudden step forward to protect Yan Luofei behind him: "Master, be careful!"

Yan Luofei didn't say anything, just pushed him away, walked a few steps forward and left the inn.

His realm is higher than Jieying's, and he can't detect the danger that Jieying can perceive—there is indeed a cultivator outside, but it's not Jin Wuchen.

Sure enough, as soon as Yan Luofei went out, an indifferent voice came from above his head: "Damn, I was worrying about how to force you out of the inn, but you came out by yourself. That's good, I don't want to hurt the innocent."

Yan Luofei looked up, and saw a middle-aged man with a long beard hanging in mid-air. He was wearing a white robe, the skirt, cuffs, belt, and hairband were all red, and he was holding a feather fan in his hand.

"Lingyu Pavilion." Yan Luofei said, pulling his lips into a smile, and instantly understood the purpose of this person's visit, "Are you the master of those six people? Come to seek revenge on me?"

The feather fan in the man's hand was different from those six people, it was woven with blood-red feathers, it was an extraordinary magic weapon.

Yan Luofei could not judge his realm, presumably his realm was not lower than his own, at least above Nascent Soul.

No wonder I mistook him for Jin Wuchen for a moment.

"Revenge?" The man repeated these two words, and let out a sneer, "It's only natural to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. Even if you don't hurt my disciples, if you meet me today, it will be your death. Suffer me!"

After he finished speaking, before Yan Luofei could react, he waved his fan and released a ball of fire.

The ball of fire attacked Yan Luofei at an extremely fast speed, and you could feel the scorching heat just by looking at it.

"Master!" Jieying exclaimed, wanting to protect Yan Luofei behind him, but before he could make a move, a white figure flashed in front of Yan Luofei before him, and the next moment, the sword light flashed, and the fireball was split Split into two halves, turned into dots of sparks and dissipated towards the sides of the sword without a trace.

Who is this person who splits the fireball with a sword, but Jin Wuchen?

Looking at his back, looking at his long hair and sleeves fluttering in the wind, Yan Luofei was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled playfully: "Junior Brother, it's fine if you don't kill me, why protect me?"

Jin Wuchen didn't bother to pay attention to him, flicked the long sword in his hand, and after shaking off the sparks on it, raised his eyes and looked at the people in the air, and said indifferently: "I am the deputy head of Tianyang Immortal Sect, Jin Wuchen. Presumably You are the head of Lingyu Pavilion, Feng Chiyu?"

"Exactly." Feng Chiyu said, looking at Jin Wuchen's posture of obviously protecting Yan Luofei behind him, he couldn't help squinting, "What does Immortal Wuchen mean?"

"Master Feng doesn't know anything. The demon behind me is my elder brother who disappeared 50 years ago. I still have a few questions to ask him about what happened 50 years ago, so he can't die yet." Jin Wuchen's The tone is always light, no emotion can be heard.

After being silent for a while, Feng Chiyu spoke again: "Since that's the case, just capture him and take him to Tianyang Immortal Gate for torture, so why bother to protect him?"

Jin Wuchen didn't even blink his eyes: "This matter is too involved, so I don't want to say more, please let Master Feng look at his subordinates to show mercy, and go around him once for the sake of the lives of Lingyu Pavilion disciples, and wait for things to go well." Solve it, I will come to Lingyu Pavilion personally to make amends."

"Heh." Feng Chiyu sneered, "You are really interesting, he was the one who hurt my disciple, why did you come to pay for it?"

Jin Wuchen didn't speak, just looked at him silently.

"Forget it, I can go around him once." Feng Chiyu said, "But it's for your sake. If you didn't arrive in time, all the disciples in my school might be wiped out."

Jin Wuchen: "Thank you..."

"But—" Feng Chiyu changed into a cold voice without waiting for Jin Wuchen to finish, "The demon behind you is your brother from the same sect, isn't the other one?"

Jin Wuchen froze for a moment and didn't speak.

Yan Luofei was originally admiring Jin Wuchen's posture of protecting herself, but when she heard Feng Chiyu's words, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes: "He is mine, how dare you try to break him?"

"I promised my disciples to avenge them, and this trip is not in vain. Immortal Wuchen, I have given you enough face, don't stop it!" Feng Chiyu said, and violently waved the feather fan in his hand!

A blazing fireball appeared out of thin air, and struck towards Jieying at a terrifying speed!

Jiying looked at the fireball coming towards him, and didn't have the slightest intention of dodging. Purple lightning flashed from his body, and he planned to take the blow head-on.

However, just as the fireball was about to hit him, Yan Luofei kicked his ass and sent him flying.

"Owner?!"

"Yan Luofei!"

Amid the overlapping exclamations of Jie Ying and Jin Wuchen, Yan Luofei caught the fireball with his bare hands, releasing icy cold air from his hands, but was swallowed up by the fireball at a faster speed.

In the end, he failed to defuse the fireball, and his whole body was hit by the fireball and flew to the door plaque of the inn, smashing the door plaque, making a loud noise, and then groaning, falling together with the fragments of the door plaque.

At that moment, almost instinctively, Jin Wuchen flew up and hugged Yan Luofei's waist, and pulled him into his arms, Yan Luofei took advantage of the opportunity to spray blood on Jin Wuchen's chest.

"Master!" Jieying saw Yan Luofei spurting blood, a wave of anger rose from the bottom of his heart, and the lightning on his body was even worse.

He roared and flew towards Feng Chiyu, about to attack him, Yan Luofei yelled coldly: "Heavenly Thunder Whip!"

The moment Jiying was called by this name, Jiying's mind went blank, and when he realized it, he instinctively turned into a whip and flew towards Yan Luofei's hand.

Yan Luofei tightly grasped him who had turned into a whip, wiped the blood from his lips with the other hand, looked at Feng Chiyu in the air and held his lips and smiled: "Sect Master Feng, sneak attacks are not done by gentlemen, if you really want to Fight with me, let's fight hard! Don't beat me and use my magic weapon to vent your anger!"

"A magic weapon?" Feng Chiyu was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood something: "Are you an instrument repairer?"

"So what?" Yan Luofei leaned on Jin Wuchen and said.

"Interesting, it's the first time I've seen the demon of the refiner." Feng Chiyu said, glanced at Yan Luofei's hand that was holding the whip tightly, and after a moment of silence, he patted his chest with the feather fan and said "Forget it, for the sake of Wuchen Xianjun's life-saving grace to my disciples, I will turn a blind eye to you and your magic weapon today, but if we meet again, don't blame me polite!"

After he finished speaking, before anyone could respond, he flicked his sleeves and disappeared into the sky like a ray of light.

As soon as he left, Yan Luofei threw away the whip in his hand, then stepped on the whip, and crushed it vigorously, furiously: "Do you dare to take the full blow of a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage?!"

"Yan Luofei!" Jin Wuchen hurriedly hugged his waist to stop him, "As a weapon cultivator, you have no combat power without a magic weapon in your hand, and taking a hard blow is tantamount to suicide, so what right do you have to say about him?!"

"You... let go, it hurts." Yan Luofei felt that his waist was about to be strangled by Jin Wuchen.

Jin Wuchen froze for a moment, then realized what he was doing, and hurriedly let go of Yan Luofei's waist.

At this time, Jie Ying had turned back into a human form, kneeling at Yan Luofei's feet, not daring to speak.

Yan Luofei took a deep breath, managed to calm himself down, and then looked at Jie Ying on the ground and said coldly: "It's just a magic weapon, do you really think of yourself as a human being after becoming a demon? I'm nothing if I don't have the magic weapon ? What are you without me as your master? How dare you fight a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

"...Jieying, I am ashamed of my master." Jiying's voice was unprecedentedly humble, her hands clenched into fists, letting her nails dig into her flesh, wishing she was the one who got hurt.

Jin Wuchen also calmed down now, and resumed his indifferent tone: "Why save him?"

Yan Luofei replied without looking back: "I said, he is mine, only I can destroy him, only I have the qualifications."

"Really?" Jin Wuchen looked at his back, looked at the tear marks on the back of his clothes, and questioned all the words he had said before for the first time, "If something can be destroyed at will, it is worth your money. Life protection?"

"Well... Actually, I thought I could block it." Yan Luofei suddenly put on a relaxed tone, "Not only can I block it, but I can also hit it back. It seems that I overestimated myself." He said, turning to face Jin Wuchen, after a moment of silence, raised his legs and walked forward, brushed past him, and said softly when passing him, "You don't understand what magic weapon means to Qixiu."

After saying this, without waiting for Jin Wuchen to respond, he flew upstairs and returned to his room, not knowing whether to heal his wounds or change clothes.

Jin Wuchen stared at the direction where he disappeared for a while, then turned his head as if remembering something, and looked at Jiying who was still kneeling on the ground: "You can get up now."

Jiying was silent and did not speak.

"It's not your fault that he was injured." Jin Wuchen didn't know why he said this, but he had to admit that his emotions were a little fluctuating now, and he was shocked and shocked by Yan Luofei's actions just now, and suddenly realized that he was actually Don't know him at all.

"It's my fault..." Jiying said, "I think I'm so proud of myself that I can withstand that blow. If the master didn't protect me with his life, I'm afraid I'd be out of my wits right now."

"So I'm also at fault." Jin Wuchen looked up at the sky that had completely brightened, "When Master Feng attacked you, I didn't plan to attack you. If I did, it wouldn't be the result... Forget it, let’s not talk about what has happened.”

He said, turned his back, took two steps towards the inn, and calmly said: "Get up, go see how his injury is."

Hearing these words, Jiying woke up from regret and self-blame, got up from the ground as quickly as possible, rushed into the inn and flew to the second floor.

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