Take the old to attack the boss

At this moment, he was wearing the most common disciple uniform worn by demonic disciples, with his head lowered. Ordinary people only looked at his clothes, and couldn't tell whether he was a demonic disciple or not.

Most sects of cultivating immortals don't live with secular people, but after Murong Yuan led the Demonic Dao, the Demonic Dao moved to the south and mixed with the secular mortals. In the market, it is easy to see demonic people wearing demonic disciple uniforms.

Shangguan Qingyun did not expect that he would become one of them.

As a self-cultivation sect, he went in and out of the market wearing the disciple uniform of Moxiu.However, this is the southernmost part of the Cangyun Continent. In this place, no one should be able to recognize Shangguan Qingyun.

However, he still didn't know what Murong Yuan wanted to do.

Shangguan Qingyun walked forward step by step, through the noisy market, but there was no disturbance in his heart.

Not long after that, he returned to the cold magic palace.

Murong Yuan was lying on a couch, he seemed to be taking a nap, eyes closed, very quiet, when Shangguan Qingyun returned to this place, he quickly opened his eyes.

Maybe he never fell asleep at all.

"Are you unhappy?" Murong Yuan asked coldly.

"Happy? Not happy?" Shangguan Qingyun didn't answer.

Murong Yuan's gaze sank, and then he showed a gentle smile. After getting up from the couch, Murong Yuan slowly walked to Shangguan Qingyun's side: "Didn't you say you want to go for a walk?"

Shangguan Qingyun remained silent and did not make any answer.

"This place is no worse than Xuanming Immortal Sect or Zixiao Sect." Murong Yuan's voice had a bit of gnashing of teeth, and he seemed a little restless.

Shangguan Qingyun still didn't answer, as if he didn't care about Murong Yuan at the side.

It seems that Murong Yuan has long been used to Shangguan Qingyun's indifferent attitude, and it seems that he is just silently enduring something.

It's just that, day after day, year after year...he seemed to be competing with Shangguan Qingyun.

Murong Yuan Qingqing lowered his brows, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually receded after all.

Today, almost a month has passed since Shangguan Qingyun came to this magic palace.

A month is not a long time, but Shangguan Qingyun lived as if isolated from the world during this period of time.

He didn't care about the outside affairs, just stayed quietly in a corner of the magic palace, no matter how Murong Yuan tortured him...

torment...

It's not really torture.Because Murong Yuan has not tortured him much since he entered the magic palace for a month.

He just kept him in this place.Day after day, just like that, a month has passed.

In a month that is neither long nor short, it passed like this, passing peacefully.

After that, it will probably be the same.

"Shangguan Qingyun..." Murong Yuan suddenly whispered Shangguan Qingyun's name, but after he said the name, he didn't say anything.There was an oppressive atmosphere that was hard to get through.But Shangguan Qingyun and Murong Yuan both looked calm and composed.

Shangguan Qingyun hadn't spoken for a long time.

Murong Yuan felt that the person standing in front of him was always a dead person.Or a puppet, who can't speak, can't laugh, and can't even look at herself with such mocking eyes...

Because he has completely lost his emotions.Like a person who has no joys and sorrows.

Such Shangguan Qingyun...

Is there any difference between a dead person and a dead person?

"Shangguan Qingyun... I want to see if you can really keep pretending." Murong Yuan turned around slowly, leaving such a sentence before leaving.

After that, Shangguan Qingyun was locked in darkness.

"Master...Master." 1127's voice came from next to his ear.

"En." After a long time, Shangguan Qingyun finally responded.

"I thought...Master, you really...really..." In such a depressing atmosphere, 1127 thought that Shangguan Qingyun had...

"Heh." But I heard Shangguan Qingyun sneer coldly, "How could it be. It's just a game..."

Everything is just fake, so why should he be sad because of all these fake things?As he asked in his heart, his heartbeat became extremely fast.

"How can I get the Scarlet Cloud Sword?"

He is already at the closest place to the Scarlet Cloud Sword!But after entering the Demon Palace, he never saw Chiyun Sword again.

Murong Yuan doesn't trust anyone, so the Chiyun Sword must be on him.Maybe in that one ring.

Shangguan Qingyun frowned lightly, in the darkness, finally there was some expression on his face.

Taking a deep breath, Shangguan Qingyun very much hoped that he could enter a long lethargic sleep.

Or maybe, the next time I wake up again, it will be the end of everything!

He has never been nostalgic for any other world. ——Clearly knowing that everything is false, will he be nostalgic and indulge in falsehood?

At this moment, Shangguan Qingyun acted like an extremely indifferent person.Nothing can get into his heart.

Helian Feiyu... probably had already forgotten about him, right?

Not long ago.

Murong Yuan has broken through the Mahayana stage.

After that, he only needs to go through the Thunder of Nine Heavens, and after surviving this catastrophe, he will be able to ascend.Maybe he will become the first person on the Cangyun Continent to ascend as a demon cultivator?

The entire Cangyun Continent was shrouded in layers of dark clouds.The eerie atmosphere is overwhelming.Facing such a demon cultivator who has entered the Mahayana stage, who would come to seek death?

It was heard that the Eight Great Immortal Sects intend to unite to deal with Murong Yuan, but this theory only exists in rumors after all.

Over at Zixiao Gate...

Shangguan Qingyun didn't know what was going on at Zixiaomen.

Maybe Murong Yuan used him to threaten the head of Zixiao sect, otherwise, why didn't the head of Zixiao sect move at all?

Many guesses appeared in Shangguan Qingyun's mind.

In this game of chess, he is just a somewhat useful pawn!It's like he was just cannon fodder in the rules of the game in this world from the very beginning...

Ah……

He let out a sneer.

He didn't expect anyone to save him.Maybe his final fate is to be imprisoned to death like this!

There is nothing impossible about this.

However, his mission is not over.

Only when Murong Yuan died, his mission would end.

Can he get Chiyun Sword?

Shangguan Qingyun was actually not very sure.However, that was a long time ago.

In the past month, he discovered a secret.

But this secret has a crucial role.

In the darkness, Shangguan Qingyun finally showed a smile on his seemingly calm face.Twisted, ironic, cold, emotionless, unbelievable...

At the same time, Murong Yuan, who was also deep in the darkness, quietly watched all the phantoms in front of him.

"Shangguan Qingyun...heh..." A piercing pain rushed into Murong Yuan's chest.At the same time, he slowly stretched out his hand and took out the Scarlet Cloud Sword from the ring.His eyes fell on the cold scabbard, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even more ironic.

"Chiyun Sword... for that person?"

Shangguan Qingyun, do you really think that person will come back to save you?

Why did he save you?Save the next cannon fodder?

The corner of Murong Yuan's mouth was a gentle yet cruel smile.He slowly closed his eyes.Haha laughter echoed back and forth in the room.

However, although Shangguan Qingyun had boundless regrets in his heart, they were always there, without a trace of regret.

Shangguan Qingyun came to this place with the determination to die this time, even if it is possible for a moment, he will try!

But after that, he spent half a year like this day after day.

On the contrary, Murong Yuan calmed down more and more.He always looks expressionless or calm.

And Shangguan Qingyun gradually realized that it was not an option to continue like this.

He soon discovered that Helian Feiyu seemed to have seen through his inner thoughts very quickly.

He seemed determined to spend it with himself! ?

Shangguan Qingyun gritted his teeth lightly, and still faced Murong Yuan with an indifferent attitude, and the latter was still calm and calm.

During this period of time, Shangguan Qingyun's cultivation finally made some progress.

At the end of Jindan period.

Shangguan Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, and found that his whole body was covered with sweat, and finally broke through the final stage of Jindan, Shangguan Qingyun's mouth still overflowed with a smile.

"How long has it been since I saw you smile?" In the room where Shangguan Qingyun was the only one, suddenly there was another person.It's Murong Yuan.Apart from Murong Yuan, it is impossible to be anyone else.

This person... is elusive.

Shangguan Qingyun gritted his teeth hard.

Murong Yuan smiled, "When you saw me, you stopped smiling." As he spoke, the smile on his face quickly faded, "Shangguan Qingyun...do you have to face me like this? "

There was a ruthless smell on Murong Yuan's body.

But Shangguan Qingyun didn't care about it.

Suddenly, that person appeared in front of him.Just a stone's throw away from him.

"Shangguan Qingyun, you don't think that I will keep you here and let you continue to practice with peace of mind. Wait until you are equal to me."

"Say I'm equal, wouldn't you think too highly of me." Shangguan Qingyun sneered.The gap between him and Murong Yuan is already too big!Don't say that the gap between Helian Feiyu and Murong Yuan is heaven and earth!He... a person who has just rushed to the end of Jindan, the gap between him and Murong Yuan... is even more unimaginable.

Murong Yuan's body seemed to be filled with a cold aura.People can't get close.

Shangguan Qingyun was also a little panicked.

An inexplicable sense of fear.

But why should he be afraid of Murong Yuan?It was probably just out of fear of the strong, an instinctive fear.It's like the top of the food chain... always makes people look up.

"Heh..." Murong Yuan suddenly laughed, "You finally smiled at me."

Shangguan Qingyun remained silent.I felt a little funny again in my heart.

"For the Chiyun Sword, you are willing to stay here for ten years, a hundred years? A thousand years?" Murong Yuan looked at Shangguan Qingyun coldly, "Or, you are waiting for that person to save you. Waiting for that Helian Feiyu, Come, save you!"