Immortals come on the moon

Song Minhuan heard that Meng Qi was being tortured on the Canwu Cliff, so he went over to look at it, and saw a figure hanging upside down on the Canwu Cliff from a distance, and there were many Meng Qi's juniors underneath.

"Senior Sister, how many days have you been fined?"

There are other disciples beside him, some of them seem to be newcomers, and they are still very unfamiliar with hanging upside down on Shenwu Cliff, maintaining their balance crookedly, which looks very difficult.

On the other hand, Meng Qi has gotten used to it, and can still chat with her juniors while eating spiritual fruit.

"I was fined for [-] days," Meng Qi said in a sour tone, "Shanshan, why are you doing well? I know, your master is protecting you."

"It's so unfair," Meng Qi looked at him and said, "Shanshan, I still have a hundred times to copy the school rules, please help me copy."

In fact, it was more than a hundred times. She asked Song Minhuan to copy it only a hundred times for her.

Song Minhuan agreed, "Alright, did the sect leader blame you?"

"Blame is inevitable," Meng Qi said. "I don't know when we can go out. It's too boring to stay in the sect all the time."

She wanted Hua Chongjin, and wanted to go out to find Hua Chongjin.

Song Minhuan: "If you want to go out, you can accompany Senior Brother Lan Su next time when he brings new disciples out to practice."

The two of them were still chatting, when there was a commotion in the crowd in the distance, and the panicked expressions on the faces of several teenagers seemed to be something happened.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

A long halberd appeared in Meng Qi's hand, and the long halberd broke the rope hanging on the edge of the cliff. She turned over and jumped down, and gave the long halberd to her junior brother.

"Let's go and see."

They went over together, and when they got closer, they saw a disciple in the crowd flustered, his face was pale, and he was still out of breath.

"Jun Yunjin... he... something happened to him."

With such a sentence, Song Minhuan frowned, and said to the disciple, "Say it well, don't be nervous, what happened?"

A gentle spiritual power infiltrated his pulse through the disciple's wrist, and the disciple gradually calmed down, and after calming down, he said with difficulty: "Senior brother Song... We came to Shenwuya today, Jun Yunjin has been We didn’t come over, a few of us discussed and sent someone to see what was going on, and in the end I was the one who went there.”

"I went to his yard, Sangyuan, and ignored the muna reed. I knocked on the door and no one answered, so I pushed the door directly. When I opened the door, I found...the ground was covered with blood. His face was pale, and I didn't dare to touch it. Did he still have breath, so he came out out of fear."

Then he ran all the way over, and his legs are still shaking.

Meng Qi also noticed that the boy's legs were still shaking, so she patted the boy's shoulder unceremoniously, almost making him unsteady.

"Boy, why are you so cowardly? You come to cultivate immortality. If you encounter evil spirits in the future, how can you kill evil spirits if you are so afraid."

The disciple's lips moved, and he said in a low voice: "Xie Chong is different from human beings."

The disciples next to him were also discussing, with some surprise in their expressions.Song Minhuan wanted to ask if senior brother Lan Su had been notified, but recalling Shen Yingxue's words, he said to Meng Qi, "Senior sister, let's go and see first."

"Okay, you stay here to sieve the rice and cut the vinegar and cut it. We will notify the elders about this matter, and don't spread it around until there is a result."

A group of disciples agreed, and Song Minhuan and Meng Qi took the two disciples to Jun Yunjin's courtyard.

"There may be something inside this matter. I always feel that it may have something to do with that servant."

Meng Qi said, "What a coincidence, we just entered Jun Yunjin's dream two days ago, and something happened within a few days."

Their dream of entering Jun Yunjin was only three days ago.

"The things in Jun Yunjin's body, except for those memories... there is nothing worth doing."

"That's true," Song Minhuan said, "let's hurry up and hope everyone is okay."

That's what they said, and the Xinshan Dao family had a guess. Since the other party made a move, how could it be possible to keep alive.

The courtyard door was opened, and they went in together, and when they entered, they smelled a strong smell of blood.The door of the room was pushed open, and there were dark bloodstains on the floor. Jun Yunjin was lying in a pool of blood, a large mass of dark color congealed on his abdomen, and a piece of yellowed paper was still clutched by his pale fingertips.

The paper was soaked in blood, and there was a portrait of Shijun on it, but unfortunately the portrait had been destroyed, and he failed to keep his god.

When they came in, someone from outside also came over, Long Huafeng's elder and Feng Yi entered the room together, Feng Yi touched the boy's snort on the ground, then shook his head at them.

People are gone.

"Don't say anything about this matter. Someone in our sect has attacked the disciples. If this matter gets out, suspicion among the disciples will inevitably cause turmoil."

Feng Yi: "Meng Qi, you are responsible for comforting those disciples, and you will handle this matter. Tell them that Jun Yunjin was seriously injured due to spiritual backlash, and don't let them spread rumors."

"Song Minhuan, go and report this matter to your master and Lan Su. Go to your master first, and then to Lan Su's."

The two of them naturally listened to Feng Yi's order, and Song Minhuan responded, he and Meng Qi's soldiers split into two groups, and sent a message to Shen Yingxue on the way.

"Master, have you heard the news that Jun Yunjin was killed?"

Shen Yingxue said "hmm", "I already know, where are you now?"

"I just went to Jun Yunjin's yard, and I'm about to go back now, so I'll let Senior Brother Lan Su know on the way."

"Master is going to find you now, don't go to Lan Su just yet."

When Song Minhuan heard this sentence, he was not far away from the courtyard. He was walking on a small path, and there were a few figures not far away.

"Shanshan?" Lan Su asked the two disciples with a normal expression on his face, "Where are you going now?"

"Brother Lan Su," Song Minhuan's left eyelid twitched, he pressed his own eye, and put the red lotus jade buckle on his chest back into his lapel umbrella

"I'm going to inform you that something happened to Jun Yunjin."

When he put the red lotus jade buckle in, an invisible formation spread beside him, and the grass and trees fell silent silently, and the formation covered several of them.

"Oh, what happened?" Lan Su said with a cold voice, looking at him, "Shanshan is alone now?"

Song Min was happy to send a message┙Zongniu, he met Shang Lansu's eyes, and found that the senior brother who was usually very familiar now made him a little bit puzzled.

There was a gentle smile on his face, "Senior brother Lan Su asked why, I'll let you know, do you still need someone to accompany me?"

"There are always people following you on weekdays, maybe Xiaozhuang is gone, I always feel that you are more alone now."

Song Minhuan thought that was not the case. Shen Yingxue followed him secretly many times on weekdays. Shen Yingxue thought he didn't know, but in fact he could vaguely feel Shen Yingxue's existence now.

He pays close attention to the movements around him, something is wrong with Lan Su today, it's really bad, but now there is no wind, and the leaves in the distance haven't moved, it's too quiet, it's as quiet as...they It's no longer where it used to be.

"Brother Lan Su, let's go over quickly, Elder Feng Yi is still waiting for you."

Lan Su responded, and he led Lan Su to Jun Yunjin's yard.It usually takes less than a stick of incense, but now he seems to be in the same place no matter how he walks. Looking at the yard in the distance, he has made up his mind.

He didn't know when he entered the formation. The most likely thing was Lan Su's hand. Lan Su wanted to trap him?

Gradually slowing down, Song Minhuan clenched the long sword in his hand.Shi Shi is still sleeping, he may not be able to defeat Lan Su, but it is not impossible to try.

When he was about to continue walking, the environment around him changed, strong evil spirits spread everywhere, cries full of resentment murmured in a low voice, and the sky faintly turned red.

"Xiao Zhuang misses you very much. He will ask people about you every day."

With a clear and cold voice, Song Minhuan's figure was frozen in place.In front of him was still the small path of the back mountain, but the light and the courtyard became farther and farther away, and the surroundings were gradually replaced by darkness and fog, and the sound of heavy shackles rang in his ears.

Evil energy lingered around him, coercion permeated his whole body, the lines of his whole body were tense, and the tip of his heart was so shocked that a certain bright sword clenched his long sword tightly with his fingertips.

Unable to move an inch, he tried to speak.

"You are not Senior Brother Lansu... who are you?"

"You are still deceiving yourself and others," the long silver-white hair fluttered, and the figure of a man appeared in front of him, with a dark scepter in his hand, a robe covering most of his face, and a sun-eye pattern on the cuffs.

"His memory has been known to you, you seem to want to know my name?"

This he is talking about Jun Yunjin.

Shi Jun's clear and cold voice came, like a pool of cold spring on the top of a mountain, it was sweet and melodious, very deceptive.

Song Minhuan couldn't see Shijun's face clearly, he was like an ant in front of Shijun, even if it was just a clone, the other party's cultivation still crushed him.But it's not that he hasn't made progress. Before, it was difficult for him to even open his mouth. Although his muscles are still uncomfortable, at least he can barely bear the coercion of the servant, and he can speak.

"Why... why me?"

This was the question he wanted to ask the most, why did he choose him and let him be haunted by evil spells?

He already understood that what Shen Yingxue said was correct, this person was Lan Su, who pretended to be a disciple of their sect, and had been lurking in their sect for many years.

Song Minhuan clenched his sword hilt tightly with all his strength. He tried to gather his spiritual power, but found that the other party's eyes fell on him, as if with a little pity from above.

The other party looked at him and suddenly laughed.

"It's you... It's just a coincidence. You should feel lucky that your good master will fall in love with you and allow you to live a few more days."

Such a tone, coupled with the look of looking down at him, seemed to compare him to a dodder flower that depended on Shen Yingxue to live.

"However, Shen Yingxue can't save you, even if he uses Huxinlian...you can't save you, you will only implicate him to death."

When Shi Jun said that Sang looked at the expression of the young man in front of him, he felt a little happy.The scepter he held in his hand lit up with a faint light, and the young man in front of him screamed in an instant.

"If Zhuang Li sees you like this, he will definitely regret it."

Shijun laughed, he likes to play with people's hearts the most, and he likes to see other people suffering because of others.

Thousands of incantations crawled out from the bottom of Song Minhuan's eyes, black incantations densely packed, Song Minhuan's face turned pale in an instant, sharp pain came from his eyes, like countless silver needles poking his eyes.

He knelt on the ground in pain, and couldn't help crying out. He covered his eyes, feeling as if blood was flowing out of them in a trance.

A layer of cold sweat broke out from behind, and I couldn't hear anything in my ears.He lost hearing, smell, sight, taste, and all senses, except touch.

His whole body was plunged into darkness, pain spread all over his body, black spells crawled all over his eyes, and those vivid autumn eyes lost their vitality little by little, becoming as dark as stagnant water.

He is good at teasing the reefs and villages, and the word "thirteen" is used.

It hurts...it hurts...what can he do?

Said he would kill Shen Yingxue?That person is his god, how could he kill him... He doesn't want to become a dodder flower who can only rely on Shen Yingxue, he wants to protect Shen Yingxue.

Even with such determination, now that he is haunted by an evil curse, he can't even save himself.

All he could feel was the pain, covering his eyes with his fingertips, blood flowed from his eyes and ears, the same blood overflowed from the corners of his lips, and the choking in his throat seemed to be scratched with sandpaper.

The pain made him curl up on the ground, cold sweat drenched his whole body, mantras emerged from his wrists, and his thin white fingertips tried to reach the sword beside him, trying to gather spiritual power.

The process of concentrating spiritual power was extremely painful, he felt pain in his internal organs like a knife, and his tendons seemed to be pierced by silver needles, nailing him so that he would not move a bit.

He will die... Everyone told him that he would die, and only Shen Yingxue promised to let him live. He was not willing to be someone else's pawn like this, and he was not willing to have his own destiny controlled by the servant.

He wants to live...he wants to be by Shen Yingxue's side forever.

Even if he can't be by that person's side all the time, he still hopes to see that person all the time. He wants to be able to look up to his gods all the time.

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from Song Minhuan's eyes. He coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the snow-white skirt was soaked in blood.He clenched the dusty long sword tightly, and a white light overflowed from his palm.

Even knowing the destiny, he is not willing to compromise.Even if the road ahead is an endless abyss, he has faith in his heart, and he will grit his teeth and step into the abyss until the sky is bright.

What he wants to protect is No. 1 in the Three Realms, and if he wants to protect the opponent... naturally he needs to become stronger than the opponent.

If the destiny is hard to violate, then the way of heaven will be washed with sword blood.

If reduced to a pawn, the person who plays the chess behind the scenes will be killed.

If you are in a prison, you will use your own body to break the cage of bondage.

His Tao is called "Guardian". In order to protect the gods, he is willing to endure all the pains for this, and he is willing to overcome obstacles for the gods he looks up to.

The author has something to say: I am sleepy every day, and sometimes I forget to look back after writing.If there are unreasonable and inappropriate parts in the article, you can mention them. The author does have many shortcomings. Little angels are very welcome to give their opinions!

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