people can be bullied

fake?

When I got the answer, my heart sank suddenly.

Yuan Jingshan pretended to be thinking, pondered for a moment, and said, "It's not Kunlun, it's Dongyin Mountain."

"What?" I was surprised, Dongyin Mountain?Isn't that the holy mountain of magic cultivators?Master, why did he go to the realm of demon cultivation?

I recalled the origin of the Crane Chongming Tablet again, and I felt infinitely terrified, Master, has he really fallen into a demon?

"Hush——" Yuan Jingshan looked around, lowered his voice and said, "I only revealed it in advance for the beauty's sake, so don't go outside."

"Then, I'll take my leave first, and see you next time, little beauty." Yuan Jingshan didn't wait for me to ask anything else, he summoned his spirit sword, waved his fan at me, and left.

I touched my chest and felt the lines of the jade plaque through my clothes.The warm and delicate jade plaque was soaked with body temperature, with a hint of warmth, like a silent comfort.

Master...

I stepped on the stone steps of Xuanwu Peak with a heavy heart. Xuanwu Peak originally had a ban on not using swords, but it was abolished for some reason. My spiritual energy is weak, and I am unable to drive the spirit sword to carry people. Naturally, I cannot use the sword to go up the mountain. .

As the main peak of the Wuji Sect, Xuanwu Peak is not only full of aura, but also has beautiful scenery, and the mountain is also superior. I lifted my numb legs and climbed up step by step.

There was a sound of piercing through the air, followed by a loud shout.

"Who dares to trespass on Xuanwu Peak?" Bi Tong yelled coquettishly, and swung her whip, "Really, how brave you are."

I dodged the whip in embarrassment, and raised my sleeves to block the flying sand and gravel from the whip. I got up and looked at the place where I was standing with lingering fear. Three stone steps made of bluestone were broken. There was a deep whip mark on the ground, and she brought spiritual power with her determination. I don't doubt that if I didn't dodge in time, the end would be much better than this stone step.

"Oh, it's you." Bi Tong took back the whip and sneered, "Why is this ghostly appearance almost making me mistakenly think that some kind of rat came in, why, are you scared?" The expression on his face clearly laughed at me for being guilty.

"No." I pretended I didn't hear her sarcasm, pursed my lips, suppressed the anger in my heart, and saluted, "I've met Senior Sister Bi Tong."

"Pretentious." Bi Tong laughed contemptuously, without dodging or evading, accepted my full salute, her red lips slightly parted, as if she wanted to say something, but for some reason, she finally put away the whip in a daze, and raised her leg gone.

strangeness.

I frowned, how could she let me go so quickly this time.

"What are you still doing?" Bi Tong walked a few steps, then turned around and looked at me with folded arms, Liu Mei raised a disdainful arc: "Why, do you still want me to invite you in personally?"

The weirdness in my heart was even worse. When I looked up, I saw the Xuanwu Peak soaring into the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist, and it looked more and more strange.

After Bi Tong finished speaking, she rode on her spiritual pet and disappeared among the shadows of trees.

The shadows of the trees were whirling, and the breeze was blowing, bringing an unknown chill.

I tightened my neckline and continued to climb the stone steps. In the quiet path, apart from the occasional chirping of animals, the only sound left was my shallow breathing.

The shadows of the trees are whirling, the breeze is blowing, and the breeze caresses the face, bringing an unknown chill.

I tightened my neckline and continued to climb the stone steps. In the quiet path, apart from the occasional chirping of animals, the only sound left was my shallow breathing.

Really, it's a little scary to be quiet.

Different from the grand gathering of elders in the sect last time, this time, there is only one sect master at the peak.

The head of the sect stands on the top of the peak with his hands behind his back. He looks elegant and personable, but in fact he has deep thoughts and cruel methods.

I have long experienced this.

I originally thought that the sect leader called me because he suspected that I had an affair with the demon cultivator.But I didn't think about it, I only guessed half of it right, and the rest was completely wrong.

The head of the sect called me to talk, and he only mentioned his youthful friendship with He Chong in a pleasant manner, and didn't mention anything about Moxiu. Praise me that my heart is rare, and it will become a great weapon in the future. I don't know what it is, but I also cheer up and make a fool of myself with the master.

Finally, when I drank the third pot of spiritual tea, the head of the sect said: "I heard that the elder holding the sword broke into the demon realm alone, I am really worried about it, but it is a pity that now the demon cultivator is about to move, and the door is waiting for you. As the head of Wuji , full of chores, powerless..."

The head of the sect paused for a moment, looked at me, with a hint of expectation on his face, as if an elder who couldn't help himself was expressing his appeal to his younger generation: "As a personal disciple of the elder holding the sword, would you like to go to the Demon Realm to support your master?" Respect?"

can.

Justified.

Worthy of being the master of a school, his thinking is meticulous and interlocking.

It is indeed wrong to let a disciple in the qi training period go to the Demon Realm alone, but if it is for the sake of righteousness, he will not hesitate to seek his own death, isn't it reasonable?

I can't refuse no matter the reason.

Of course, I don't want to say no.Even if I know in my heart that this is a killing situation set up for me by the head, I will accept it.

I am willing to die for He Chong.

I want to see him, no matter how difficult it is.

"The disciple is willing."

I answered.

Then I was imprisoned.

To be precise, he was imprisoned by Bai Lian.