Dressed as an apprentice of Our Lady of the Sick

Nan Heng only felt that his palms were getting cold, and ran to Xiao Tingxun's side to support him, touching his cold palms, he felt at ease a little bit.

Xiao Tingxun's expression was normal, not the slightest surprise.

"Master, did you know early on?"

Xiao Tingxun nodded: "The second elder has a half-demon body. When the Zongzhang Pavilion was established, the head and several of our elders helped him seal the half of the demon blood in his body, and then concealed it."

No wonder Wan Niang's little rabbit was able to use her demonic power to integrate into Yin Jiu's body to maintain part of his spiritual flow spells.

"So at the beginning, the head of Shang strongly opposed the second elder to protect Wanniang, and it was because of this?" Nan Heng suddenly thought of the scene when the second elder was arguing with Shang Min in the memory of the little rabbit.

"Well, after all, he himself is still a half-demon body, if he is found out, he will be taken away and killed."

Xiao Tingxun's voice was calm, but Nan Heng still sensed the bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty of Chuzong Pavilion from his narration.

The Zongzhang Pavilion established by Zhou Gan is like a crusade machine that exists specifically to kill monsters, with the purpose of obliterating the existence of all monsters and demons in this world.

"What are you waiting for? Do it for me!" Zhou Chong waved the scimitar in his hand, illuminating his ferocious silver grimace mask, "A fox demon, a demon venerable, hahaha, the Chusong Pavilion really made a lot of money this time." Already!"

The Chuzong Pavilion killers in black cloaks were as swift as the wind, shrinking the encirclement smaller and smaller. They all raised their knives and lined up, killing the few people surrounded in the middle.

Nan Heng filled Jiaozang's sword edge with water and thunder at the same time, swung the sword against the scimitars of the killers, and protected Yin Jiu, Qi Jin and Su Ye behind him.

Suddenly, a sharp and rapid tune sounded in my ears, full of momentum and overwhelming.

He looked back sideways, Xiao Tingxun blew the song of purifying the soul with the frosty day, and the ice cone shot at Zhou Chong suddenly condensed into a broken spirit sword, blocking Zhou Chong's attack on him.

The Broken Spirit Sword followed like a shadow, Zhou Chong had resisted it with a scimitar, but he still couldn't shake it off, like a fight between trapped animals.

But the meridian in Xiao Tingxun's right wrist burst, and it was too much to forcibly use his spiritual power. The blood soaked through the white bandage on his wrist, dripping down, which was shocking.

When Nan Heng was distracted, another wave of killers rushed forward, and he quickly turned around to fight back, repelling all the killers.

A treacherous voice sounded from behind the silver grimace mask, and Zhou Chongwu said complacently: "Nan Heng, between the three of Immortal Yuqing and Immortal Lan, you are destined to only choose one, and if you want to help both, then At your current level, I'm afraid you can't do it."

On the edge of Jiaozang's sword, two streams of spirits competed to reflect each other, bursting out with strong power. Nan Heng waved his hand and slashed at the Chu Chong Pavilion killer who rushed up again, forcing him back tens of meters away.

His eyes were like hawks, and he looked at Zhou Chong coldly: "What you say doesn't count!"

Zhou Chong just wanted to force him to awaken the power of the Demon Lord, but he didn't.

Behind him, the half-demon power in Yin Jiu's body was released, and he still had the appearance of a fox tail fluttering, and at some point, two white and fluffy fox ears appeared on his head.

But the seal was broken, and the demon power and the spiritual flow in his body were intertwined and chaotic. He was pale, clutching his chest tightly, and beads of sweat rolled down from the corner of his forehead.

Su Ye supported him beside him, his face was even uglier than his.

Yin Jiu clenched his teeth tightly, and after a while he finally opened his mouth under panting breath: "I'm sorry... I scared you..."

Su Ye's palm was cold, his lips moved, opened and closed many times, but he couldn't say a word.

He is an orphan. When he was eight years old, the Hundred Families of Immortals and the Demons fought in Aoshan. Since then, the human world and the Demons have been at odds.

There are wars everywhere, the demons are haunting, the fairy gates are strangling, ordinary people without cultivation skills become weak victims in the fighting between the two sides, and his family was killed by monsters and demons at that time.

He hated and poisoned those demons and monsters, they are just cruel and bloodthirsty inhuman creatures, they should be eliminated!

As a child, he hid everywhere in such a chaotic world, struggling to survive, and spent the most difficult year in his life.

Later, when he was dying, he met Yin Jiu.

Yin Jiu took him back to the Changqing School and accepted him as an apprentice.

At that time, he felt that his master, who was always smiling and had a good temper, was the most soft-spoken and kind-hearted person in the world.

He never dreamed that such a kind person who rescued him from the sea of ​​suffering and kept him by his side turned out to be a half-demon.

Yin Jiu actually had half the blood of the Yaozu on his body.

He felt like his heart was being torn apart, suffocating with pain.

His benefactor, the person he likes, has the same blood as his enemy.

It's ridiculous that he still hates the Yaozu, the hatred is deep in his bones, and he doesn't know how his kind-hearted master will feel in Yin Jiu's eyes.

The song of Dihun Qu was even more urgent. The bandage on Xiao Tingxun's wrist was soaked in blood, and the original color could not be seen at all. The Broken Spirit Sword screamed to avoid Zhou Chong's scimitar, and pierced straight into his right shoulder. .

There was a muffled pop, the sound of a sword piercing flesh.

Blood flowed down Zhou Chong's neck from behind the mask. He staggered a few steps, and the hidden face behind the mask became more sinister and terrifying.

He wiped the palm of his hand from the sharp blade of the scimitar, murmured the mantra in his mouth, suddenly black mist filled his body, and a ferocious killing intent arose.

The horn in Nan Heng's hand clanked, as if he was alert.

Then, he saw the black mist gradually dissipate, and what appeared behind Zhou Chong was a cold and thin figure!

It was actually Leng Changxi, the former Demon Lord of their Demon Clan!

Alarm bells rang in Nan Heng's heart. Although he didn't know how well this demon master of the past had cultivated, but given his master's current situation, he was definitely no match for her.

"Nan Heng, go help Elder Yuqing, I'm here."

Behind him, Su Ye's gentle but firm voice suddenly came to mind.

Nan Heng looked back, Yin Jiu was being supported by Qi Jin, and Su Ye had cast a spell to open the protective barrier.

The situation was urgent, he had no time to hesitate, nodded and said: "Senior brother Lao Su is here."

Jiao Zang came through the air, and Nan Heng flew over with his toes, instantly blocking Xiao Tingxun's body.

But someone grabbed his shoulder suddenly: "What are you doing here?"

Xiao Tingxun's voice was cold and harsh, like pieces of Kunshan jade.

Nan Heng turned his head and gave him a smile: "Master, do you still remember our agreement after I recovered my memory?"

"I will stay in the Changqing Sect and continue to be your obedient little apprentice. One day, I will be able to take charge of my own affairs, and I will take revenge on those scumbags of the Immortal Sect."

"Now, it's time for us to fulfill that promise."

"What are you messing around at this time!"

Xiao Tingxun's face was cold and cold, and he wanted to block Nan Heng away, but he grabbed his waist and moved to the side, and immediately swept back tens of meters.

Only then did Nan Heng let him go: "Master, I'm not fooling around. Since Zhou Gan did this, his purpose was to leave the Changqing faction alone and helpless. If I continue to stay, it will only implicate everyone."

"Whether you stay or not, he will never let the Changqing sect go." Xiao Tingxun frowned, "Now the entire world of cultivating immortals knows that the demon is still alive, and if you leave at this time, you will be a living target."

"As long as you are all safe and sound." Nan Heng curled the corner of his lips, and the horn swept across the air, covering a barrier.

Xiao Tingxun's face turned pale suddenly: "Nan Heng! Come back to me!"

But Nan Heng didn't look back, and charged towards Zhou Chong with his sword in hand.

In the ear was the reverberation of shouts of killing and sword fighting, and Nan Heng poured all his spiritual power into it and planned to give it a go.

Although Leng Changxi was formidable, he was still somewhat inferior to the Earth Fiend Raging Fire of Fan Luo, the first head of Guchen Pavilion.

After hundreds of moves, Zhou Chong's forehead was sweating, his spiritual power was seriously depleted, and his face was ugly and unbearable.

Jiao Zang was surrounded by two blue and purple spiritual streams, and when they collided with Leng Changxi's Moon Shooting Blade, the spiritual streams splashed and burst out with dazzling light.

Zhou Chong panted heavily, staggered back, and was finally forced to kneel down on the ground. The Burning Soul Sacrifice could no longer be maintained, and it was suddenly disconnected.

Leng Changxi's cold face gradually faded away, and finally disappeared.

However, Qi Jin's voice suddenly came from not far away: "Master, be careful!"

Nan Heng's heart clenched, and when he turned around, he saw that the barrier propped up by Su Ye had been broken, and Yin Jiu and Su Ye surrounded Qi Jin, fighting hard.

He saw a killer in a cloak brandishing a machete and stabbing at Yin Jiu's heart.

Qi Jin was blocked by Yin Jiu, and he lost his spiritual power at this time, and his body was still wounded, so there was nothing he could do.

A white shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and it was Su Yefei who stood in front of Yin Jiu.

The scimitar pierced straight into his chest, and large patches of blood bloomed on his white clothes.

"Su Ye..."

Yin Jiu was stunned, the fox tail swayed and hung down behind him, and the five fingers that had stretched out their claws were slowly recovering.

But Su Ye spurted out a big mouthful of blood, and his body slid down uncontrollably.

Qi Jin was also frightened, he had just experienced a break with the Qi family, and he had no time to digest the fact that his master was actually a half-demon, but in front of him, his senior brother...

He stood there in a daze, without any reaction or movement for a while.

Kneeling on the ground, Zhou Chong laughed meanly: "Nan Heng, did you see? I said, among them, you have to give up one."

"But it's a pity, it turned out to be this insignificant person." He sighed with regret, "If it were changed to Immortal Yuqing, the effect might be better."

In Nan Heng's eyes, there were only large areas of blood red, and Su Ye had already collapsed to the ground, being held in Yin Jiu's arms.

His eyes were instantly stern, and a cold light flashed in his corner, piercing through the back of Zhou Chong's hand and pinning him to the ground.His whole body was full of murderous aura, seeing that Zhou Chong was restrained by him, those killers didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

Nan Heng raised his hand to remove Xiao Tingxun's barrier, and the two ran towards Su Ye together.

Su Ye leaned against Yin Jiu's arms weakly, and smiled: "Don't cry... This is me, I deserve what I deserve..."

He said: "Master, I know I was wrong, I regret it, I...cough cough, I have done too many bad things, I shouldn't separate you and the little rabbit..."

He said: "Nan Heng, I'm sorry...Actually, Xue Hantian's barrier before... was removed by me..."

He said: "Qi Jin, I have wronged you to be my senior brother for so long, I actually... have always hated you, hated you for taking away the master's favor, hated you... around the master every day, Hate you……"

More blood gushed out of his mouth, and Su Ye's chest heaved violently.

After a long, long time, he spoke with a weak breath: "Yin Jiu, I know that my crime is unforgivable... I deserve to die, but for the sake of you, can I... Please, Remember me longer."