people can be bullied

Xie Qian's mouth poison is as unmatched as his medical skills, but within a month or so, my body has recovered seven or eight times, and I have obtained the spiritual power of Qin Zheng and Wen Heng again, not to mention how powerful it is, to protect myself There is always ability, so it is time to set off and go to Kunlun.

It's not that I'm in a hurry, it's mainly because the kid can't afford to wait.I must go to God's Domain.

Before we left, we asked Xie Qian and Zhan Xuesong if they were traveling with us.

"I want to make medicine for Xuesong, so I won't go." Xie Qian didn't look up, he got my blood and wanted to make medicine for his brother Zhan Xuesong, so as to solve Zhan Xuesong's illness, so naturally he won't act with us.

"God Lord, please allow Xuesong to go with you." Zhan Xuesong said.

Xie Qian grabbed Zhan Xuesong's belt with one hand, and didn't move much, but because the position of the grasp was more critical, Zhan Xuesong froze in place for a while, "What are you doing with me, are you holding back?"

"But I am a servant of God, and it is my duty to follow my Lord..." Zhan Xuesong struggled to keep up, Xie Qian was impatient and picked him up by the waist, he seemed impatient, but his movements were very fast Light and soft, after all he was thinking about Zhan Xuesong's body, Xie Qian said to us: "Hurry up and go, what are you dawdling about?"

Wen Heng looked back with a smile, held my hand, and said, "Let's go."

I took Qin Zheng's hand back, "Let's go."

Now that Qin Zheng has stepped down from his post as the suzerain of Diancang, he has become an undisciplined person. He and I just made up a pair of unattended individuals, together with senior brother Wen Heng, the three of us finally left for Kunlun.

Kunlun is about [-] miles away from here. If Yujian can get there in one day, but I can't Yujian, then I can only travel by carriage. Naturally, it is not an ordinary horse, but Yuliuhong, which travels thousands of miles a day sky.

The two horses of Yuliu Hongtian went side by side, and they ran for more than six hundred miles in half a day. I gradually felt sleepy from the slight bumps of the carriage. I shook my head, trying to get rid of the sleepiness. Wen Heng reached out and touched the horse. Touch my forehead: "Are you uncomfortable?"

"A little sleepy."

Wen Heng coaxed softly: "Then sleep for a while."

I leaned against Wen Heng's arms and fell asleep. When I woke up, Wen Heng and Qin Zheng switched places. I was in Qin Zheng's arms, "Where are you?"

"Hu'an."

"Isn't that going to pass through Wuji?"

"Lesheng is awake?" Wen Heng opened the curtain and came in, "Do you want to get out of the car and walk around?"

After sitting in the carriage for so long, I was the one who saved the most effort. I slept most of the time, but Wen Heng and Qin Zheng were still responsible for driving, so it was time to take a rest.

As dusk falls, a warm orange bonfire is lit.

"Just rest here overnight."

After dinner and a simple wash, I got back into the carriage. The interior space of the carriage was not too big, but it was not too small either. It was more than enough for the three of us to spend the night.

The night wind was blowing, and the sky was shining with billions of stars.

Qin Zheng's expression was slightly cold, "Someone is here."

Trouble is coming.

Wen Heng walked out: "I'll go out and have a look."

"What do you mean by this?"

"Master Wen," the leading middle-aged monk cupped his hands, "The Bai family was slaughtered from top to bottom, and we are here to seek justice for the Bai family."

"The Bai family?"

"Exactly, there are more than a hundred people in the family, and none of them survived. The situation is so bad that I have never seen it before. I would like to ask Master Wen to make it easier for us to catch the demon Dao Lesheng and send him to the Immortal League for trial."

Wen Heng said: "Since there is no survivor, then there is no one to prove it. Why do you think that the person must have been murdered?"

"Why did Head Wen make such a statement? Could it be that we wronged him?" A potbellied monk shouted, "Of course we have evidence. The spiritual power fluctuations left by the wound on Bai Lian, the Patriarch of the Bai family, are incredible. It's indeed Le Sheng's, can't head Wen still deny it?"

Even the elder of Wuji stood up, and said with a heartbroken voice: "Sect Master, Bai Lian is your junior brother of the same lineage and our Wuji disciple. Le Sheng killed our Wuji disciple. Do you still want to protect him? Stop Obsessed with obsession."

They spoke high-soundingly, with a dignified appearance, but their eyes on me were full of greed.

Protoss, a lonely protoss.A protoss who is alone and has lost all spiritual power.

Everyone wants a piece of the action.

What's more, they are famous teachers.

"Exactly, this person's hands are stained with the blood of more than a hundred members of the Bai family. He has committed a heinous crime that cannot be punished."

My eyes slowly swept across the people present: "Bai Lian was indeed killed by me—"

"It really is you." "You still have the face to recognize it." "Arrogance!"

"Bai Lian was killed by me. But apart from Bai Lian, I didn't kill any of the hundreds of people you mentioned." I said coldly, "I did it, so I will admit it. of--"

"No one wants to add it to my head."

Someone raised eyebrows and said coldly: "Using words that make no sense!" "Arrogant, too arrogant!"

Some people are confident: "If you say that you didn't kill it, then you didn't kill it. Who will believe it?"

Someone realized it with affection: "Since you believe that you have done nothing wrong, why not go back to Xianmeng for a public trial with us. If you are innocent at that time, we will naturally let you go."

I sneered, "The head growing on the neck is not for decoration."

"You! You really don't know what to do!"

"What's the point of talking to a monster like him, just catch him back."

"Now it is the tragedy of the Bai family. In the future, it may be the Wang family, the Zhang family, or even the small sect, the big sect. Leaving this son will cause endless harm."

It doesn't really matter whether they are really stupid or pretending to be stupid. Since they are going to catch me, they should be prepared to come and go.

Faces full of righteous indignation flashed in front of my eyes, how similar to the previous life, these people are always so disgusting... I feel violent in my heart, since this is the case, I will kill them.

This time I won't let the mermaid go.

Control violence with violence, stop killing with killing.

"Le Sheng." Qin Zheng pressed my hand, and shook his head at me imperceptibly.

What's the meaning?Do you want me to be patient?Why, these people should have died a long time ago, they want my life, shouldn't they die?

"Qin Zheng," I looked at him coldly, and said coldly, "Are you going to stop me again?"

Qin Zheng said, "I'll be fine."

Some sects who had a bad relationship with Diancang sarcastically said: "Sect Master Qin, are you also willing to degenerate in Diancang and become an enemy of the righteous way?"

"I have stepped down as suzerain of Diancang, and I have nothing to do with Diancang," Qin Zheng said, slowly drawing his sword out of its sheath.

A dazzling sword light flashed across, piercing the night.The fierce sword intent forced back the Baijia of Xianmen who were pressing on every step of the way.

The white glow subsided, and a long sword plunged obliquely into the ground, the blade emitted a cold light, the blade vibrated and clanked, and a circular pit more than three feet long spread out with the Spirit Sword as the center.

There were low voices from the crowd, "It's the hidden heart." "Isn't he a fallen demon?" War?" "Don't talk nonsense."

Demon Lord Hechong, the former Wuji sword-wielding elder, fell into the Demon Realm, killed the former Demon Lord one month ago, and became the new Demon Lord.

It is also mine, Master.

He Chong stood on the top of an ancient tree, his body was filled with demonic energy like a sea, flooding half of the night sky, he looked down at the hundreds of families of immortals embracing a nest, his silver hair moved without wind, and his red pupils shone brightly.

"You want to seek justice for the Bai family?"

The one who spoke had a goatee, he stroked his beard, his head was raised high, like a rag mound bent back: "So what."

The other one was younger, wearing gold and silver, white and fat, choking his rooster's throat, with a domineering look, "What does it have to do with you. You are a little demon cultivator and come to take care of our Taoist cultivation."

"It's ridiculous," He Chong snorted, "You don't even know who killed more than a hundred members of the Bai family, so who do you ask for justice?"

"Didn't he do it? Who else could have done it?"

"I."

Those noisy ducks stared round one by one. When they said it, they just had a good time and didn't think about who really wanted to answer, so when He Chong took the life of Bai's family cleanly, all of them were very happy. dumbfounded.

He Chong seemed to remember that the brains of these idiots were kept in their mothers' stomachs when they were born, and he was afraid that he could not understand the true meaning from his concise words, so he said it again patiently, "Bai family, I killed it."

Those righteous people were surrounded, and no one on our side spoke out.It was very quiet for a moment.

I had vaguely guessed at first that the ray of demonic energy that I noticed when I was in Bai's house that day, and the seemingly invisible sight every day, all became clear.

It's He Chong.It was he who killed those Bai family members for me, and he followed us all the way.

"Impossible." "Nonsense."

"Who doesn't know that Le Sheng is your only direct disciple, you must be talking nonsense in order to protect the disciple."

"Yes, you have no enmity or grudge with the Bai family, and you have no motive to do anything."

With a long groan in Zangxin's heart, he rose from the ground and flew straight to the sky. He Chong stretched out his hand to hold it, and pressed the sword: "No need."

Moxiu was originally deviant and reckless, and wanted to kill someone, did he need a reason?

The man obviously thought of this too, his face turned purple from anger or anger, and he pointed at He Chong's hand as if he was suffering from epilepsy: "Okay, ok, it really is the work of a demon cultivator."

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Until now, I still have no remorse. It's simply stubborn and uneducable!" The man seemed to have been stabbed in the ass by a needle, and pointed his hand at me.

The pudgy middle-aged monk beside him was also filled with righteous indignation: "The master and the apprentice are worthy of evil heretics. They disregard human life so recklessly and destroy human nature. Everyone will be punished if they get it!"

"Fortunately, I once admired He Chong, the sword-wielding elder of Wuji, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that. His low character is really rare in the world..."

A younger-looking monk said indignantly: "Master, in the face of such evil heretics, do we still need to reason with them?"

His head held down the bloody disciple, looked at Qin Zheng and Wen Heng who stood in front of me, and said, "It seems that you all chose to join forces with the demon cultivator."

As the saying goes, don’t speculate and say more than half a sentence. I have no patience to listen to their crazy words. You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep. I also have no patience to wake them up. Since they want to sleep, it is better to let them sleep forever deep sleep.

He Chongping raised his sword and said in a calm tone, "You are no match for me."