evil creature

"Children of the Ling family, meet the patriarch! Meet the patriarch's wife!"

The voice from inside made Jun Molin startled all over, and when he turned his head, he saw Linghai sitting on the top with the newlyweds, accepting the prostration gift from the Ling clan!

This result surprised and delighted Jun Molin.

In general marriages, the newlyweds bow down to the elders of the husband's family, but there is only one exception, and that is the wife of the head of the clan!And Linghai, the back of the Ling clan, can actually become the patriarch of the Ling clan, and can convince all uncles so well. Apart from his cultivation in the late stage of foundation establishment, what Jun Molin thought of was only an explanation...

Hand-picked by the ancestors!

Only in this way, the uncles in the clan would not dare to refute, and would admit that a nephew in Linghai could be the patriarch!

But... where is the old ancestor?

Standing by the door, Jun Molin clenched his hands in his sleeves, enduring the twitching in his heart, and finally stepped out of the door.

Leaving Wanlingzhuang, he walked slowly on the street alone, and kept thinking about the patriarch and his wife in Wanlingzhuang in his mind. Following the sound of the patriarch and his wife, Jun Molin felt a sudden burst of pain in his chest. The pain made him tense up, leaning on the wall and bending over suddenly, with a look of discomfort, his face instantly turned pale!

"Master!" The 'big dog' who had been squatting in front of the Jun Mansion's gate saw Jun Molin's strangeness from a distance, and ran towards him at a loose pace.Jun Molin frowned, one side of his body was about to fall to the ground, the big dog panicked in fright, and hurried into his arms to carry him.

"Master, what's wrong with you! Master!" The big dog called him anxiously.

Jun Molin frowned tightly, leaning almost entirely on the big dog, his face turned blue, his sword-shaped eyebrows slanted into his temples, and the dark reddish eyeshadow at the corners of his eyes was faintly visible, as if extremely unstable.

"Yo, what's wrong with this young man?"

The passers-by at the side saw that Jun Molin could barely stand upright, so they kindly stepped forward to give him a hand, but they were startled by the dark reddish eye shadow looming in the corner of Jun Molin's eyes, and their face turned pale immediately, frightened With a loud cry, he hurriedly backed away as if he had seen a ghost.His strange movement immediately attracted suspicious looks from many passers-by.

Jun Molin didn't know what was wrong, his expression looked a little painful, he seemed to be able to suppress the strangeness that had just surged up in his heart after holding back for a while, and suddenly he let out a long breath.

"Master" Zhuifeng looked up at him, his eyes were full of worry.

Jun Molin sighed, and patted Zhuifeng's head: "Don't worry, it's all right." He said so, but Jun Molin's face was still pale.

Zhuifeng knew the reason, but couldn't express his condolences, so he could only stand beside him with his head down.

The passers-by who wanted to help earlier had already been scared away, and Jun Molin didn't care about him. He just looked at the gate in front of him with the plaque of the Jun Mansion, and frowned.

He had set up this house a few months ago in order to find Lingziqing's whereabouts in Wanling Village in Qingzhou, but...so far nothing has been found.

With a heavy sigh, Jun Molin restrained his heartbeat, and was about to step towards the Junfu. Jun Molin's eyes flashed, and he suddenly felt something, then turned around and turned his head, but only saw the sky, a sword light It flashed, and quickly disappeared in the direction outside the city like a meteor.

"Master!" Zhui Feng also became vigilant: "It seems to be a sword cultivator from the Sky Sect?"

It's just why the sword cultivator of the Cangqiong faction came to Qingzhou?

Zhuifeng was suspicious, but Jun Molin didn't understand. After thinking for a while, Jun Molin turned around and simply followed the direction in which the sky sword cultivator disappeared.

Outside the city, the stone bridge was broken.

As soon as Jun Molin came here, he saw the dust exploding under the stone bridge from a distance. In the splash of water, several sword shadows shone with a cold light, chasing the shaking figures in the water, as if Want to kill quickly.

Jun Molin frowned slightly, fixed his eyes, and only vaguely saw that the color reflected in the water was ice blue like sea water, and then something was thrown out of it, setting off layers of water curtains, and making Jun Mo Surprisingly, the thing that was thrown out was... a fish tail!

As if thinking of something, Jun Molin immediately flew up, and with a wave of his hand, the Xuanbing Sword shot out from the Sumeru Cauldron, and directly attacked the sword cultivator of the Sky Sect. The man was obviously surprised, and suddenly dodged away. Jun Mo Lin Ze directly flew up and grabbed the handle of the Xuanbing Sword, his eyes froze, but with a single strike, he directly killed the sword cultivator's body!

"You!" The sword cultivator was full of disbelief, completely unexpected that someone would suddenly appear.

Jun Molin just glanced at him coldly, turned his wrist, and the Xuanbing Sword stirred in the sword cultivator's body, and then, Jun Molin directly punched him out with a palm, then turned to look under the stone bridge, The person who was already dazed in the water.

The person in the water, wearing white clothes, was drenched all over, the snow-white silver swayed in the water, and the ice-blue eyes seemed to be soaked in water, so beautiful, such a beauty, Jun Molin couldn't help but stare at her when he saw her. The color flickered slightly, but to Jun Molin's surprise, this person... was actually...

"Pu Feng?"

Suddenly meeting Jun Molin and being rescued by him again, Pu Feng was obviously very surprised. However, after regaining his senses, Pu Feng's face changed instantly, and with a plop, he went into the water again, obviously wanting to swim from the bottom Walk.

Jun Molin's eyes froze, a red light flashed in his eyes, and at the same time he waved his hand, the Xuanbing Sword suddenly struck back, the powerful sword energy almost knocked out all the water in the river, its power far surpassed that of the sword cultivator just now More than twice.

In the water splash, Pu Feng was imprisoned and was struggling hard. Jun Molin's eyes flashed and he rushed up, grabbed Pu Feng's throat, and directly pressed him to the ground: "Why are you here? ?!"

Pu Feng's face turned pale for a while, his hands almost subconsciously grasped Jun Molin's hand, and it was obviously difficult to breathe: "You...you let go..."

Jun Molin narrowed his eyes, and the hostility in his eyes flashed past. Seeing that Pu Feng really couldn't breathe, he shook his sleeves and let go of his hands. At that moment, Pu Feng coughed violently on the ground and almost curled up into a ball.

Zhuifeng stared at Jun Molin's figure, saw the strange color in the corner of his eyes began to appear again, couldn't help but move closer to him, and rubbed against his calf: "Master..."

Pu Feng sat on the ground, coughing violently for a while, when he saw the big dog rubbing against Jun Molin out of the corner of his eyes, Pu Feng was completely stunned, and couldn't help looking at Jun Molin in surprise: "You are... little Uncle?"

Jun Molin just frowned at him.

However, when Pu Feng yelled those three surprised words, he found that the face in his eyes had really shed the ordinary disguise, revealing his original appearance...

His eyebrows are drawn into his temples, his thin lips are tightly pursed, and his deep eyes are azure blue... It's just different from the gentle and graceful little uncle in Pu Feng's memory, the person in front of him... seems to have more eyebrows and eyes hostility...

Looking at him, Pu Feng blinked in disbelief.

Although Jun Molin was still as elegant as before, but his expression was indifferent, he just patted Zhuifeng's head, and looked at Pu Feng coldly again: "Why are you here?"

"I..." Pu Feng regained his strength and hesitated: "I was killed by the disciple of the Cang Qiong sect, so I escaped here..."

Jun Molin didn't say a word, his eyes were cold and he only looked at Pu Feng carefully.

Losing the disguise of human appearance, Pu Feng's whole body is filled with a demonic aura at this moment, even those legs in the past have turned into an ice blue fish tail at this moment, seeing the color of this fish tail again, Jun Molin couldn't help but think of how he looked like when he and Pu Feng first met. At that time, he also looked like this, but at that time, he was obviously much more simple and cute, but now...

"Pu Feng..." Jun Molin called him coldly: "You took so much effort to get me the Chishui Stone. Tell me, should I thank you? Or... kill you?"

Pu Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help staring at Jun Molin in amazement.Jun Molin frowned, and suddenly appeared and approached Pu Feng, grabbing his throat!

——I am about to go into seclusion tomorrow, and if I don’t care about everything, no matter how much you have been wronged in the future, you must remember what I said today, and when I leave the seclusion, I will uphold justice for you! ——

Just when he was about to slay the killer, what Jing Xiao said suddenly rang in Jun Molin's mind, making Jun Molin startled, hesitation in his hands.

Pu Feng wanted to struggle while he was distracted, but he didn't want Jun Molin to throw him out suddenly. At the same time, he stepped forward and slapped him, but he didn't know who he met with, but he heard a bang , the whole ground seemed to be shaking non-stop, the gust of wind swept by, and Pu Feng who was flung out was lying on the ground, but when he suddenly raised his head, his face turned pale with shock.

In the whirlwind, Jun Molin bumped into a sword cultivator wearing the costume of the Cangqiong School. The high-level cultivation of the two of them was so close that the ground under their feet was constantly cracked, and even the density of the air seemed to be affected. People are short of breath.

"Who are you? You dare to meddle in the affairs of my Cangqiong Sect!? You dare to hurt my sect's disciples!" The sword cultivator wrinkled his brows, and there was no other abnormality on his face except for the sullen feeling that he found the dead body of his fellow sect.

Jun Molin had no intention of answering him, but just grabbed it with his empty hand, and the Xuanbing Sword flew from the Sumi Cauldron to Jun Molin's hand as if being sensed. As soon as Jun Molin spoke, he slashed with his sword, and with a bang, the power of the sword was shocking!

"I don't know who? It turned out to be a traitor from Yunxiao Palace, why? You couldn't hook up with your old ancestor, and now you've taken a fancy to this little monster?" The sword cultivator couldn't see him, but his voice was extremely bad: "Mo Feng , want to sit back and enjoy the blessings of others, and I don’t know if your ancestors will agree? But I think this kind of little demon is more tender and delicious than your ancestors who have been thousands of years old. Qing is also old, right?"

Jun Molin narrowed his eyes, and suddenly turned around to attack the shade of a tree beside him.

Pu Feng chased after his figure, and before he saw the movement clearly, he heard the sound of weapons colliding.

"Master! Don't listen to his nonsense!!!" Zhuifeng yelled and also rushed forward, his enlarged figure was very abrupt in the forest.

Xiuyou didn't know how to live and die with a sword, and even made provocative words during the fight with Jun Mo: "Nonsense? Who in this world of cultivating immortals doesn't know about the incest between your grandparents and grandson? You, Mo Feng, are willing to betray Ling Ziqing!" Yunxiao Palace, what about Lingziqing? Why isn't he by your side today? Could it be that he doesn't want you anymore?"

"Shut up!!!" Jun Molin couldn't help it any longer, his eyes were instantly filled with red light, and black scales appeared on almost half of his face. The smell of the change made Zhuifeng, who was watching from the sidelines, tremble with fear and restlessness.

"Master! You have to calm down! Don't be controlled by the demons! Master!" Zhuifeng didn't care about the sword cultivator, so he hurriedly shouted at Jun Molin: "Master! Think about your ancestor! If you enter How should the old ancestor be sad after the evil way, can he accept it? Master!"

Jun Molin was disturbed by Zhui Feng's shout, and the sword cultivator's voice stimulated his murderous intent. He gritted his teeth for the last time and tried to cut off the man's left arm. The sword cultivator wailed, and his body instantly Precariously on the verge of falling, Jun Molin took advantage of the victory to pursue him, holding the Xuanbing sword and actually piercing through the sword cultivator's body and breaking out! ! !

The sword cultivator's face was pale, his eyes widened, as if he hadn't reacted yet, his whole body was smashed into pieces with a bang.

Jun Molin stood aside, covered in blood, his face was livid, half of his face and even his neck were covered with black scales, the whole person looked scary, Pu Feng was stunned, and after regaining consciousness, he immediately changed himself The fish tail ran towards Jun Molin, but before he got close to Jun Molin, he was knocked out by a force.

"Don't touch him!" Zhui Feng fell in front of Pu Feng and yelled at him: "My master's demons are agitated now, are you rushing up like this to kill him!!!"

"Demon?" Pu Feng was extremely surprised.

Zhuifeng roared: "It's all thanks to you!!! You haven't hurt him enough!!!"