I was reborn after rescuing my foe

vicissitudes.

"Master is..." Shen Qianjuan opened his mouth to speak, but stopped abruptly.

what is it then?

His chest was constricted and he tore up his clothes, but he still felt uncomfortable.

"I can't remember."

He always remembered some and forgot some, the truth was clearly in his mind, but he couldn't touch it no matter what.

Meeting the worried eyes of the junior brother, Shen Qianjuan suddenly smiled: "If you want to know these ancient secrets, you can ask your second senior brother, but he probably doesn't want to see you."

Yun Zhoudu followed him and said, "Why?"

"It's a long story," Shen Qianjuan said slightly annoyed, "Although Qiongqi and I were apprentices in ancient times, in Master's heart, I think you are the only apprentice."

"I've never seen him give everything to anyone, let alone be harsh on us, not even a serious word."

Yun Zhoudu: "..."

Master...is also from ancient times?

"Little brother, if you see your second brother in the future, don't go to him, that's a big jealousy." Shen Qianjuan squeezed his wrist sadly.

"But I..." I can't do anything well, what qualifications do I have.

"You are fine, your way shouldn't stop here."

The hands of the two were clasped together at some point, Shen Qianjuan looked into his eyes, the firmness and trust in his eyes made his whole heart warm.

He said what Shen Qianjuan wanted to say just now: "This branch is in the way."

"Then fold it."

"Don't." Yun Zhoudu grabbed his hand, but Shen Qianjuan held both hands firmly, "Master said that there is no righteousness and evil, so you don't have to belittle yourself."

Obviously, many intimate things have been done, but Yun Zhoudu didn't dare to look at him from a distance: "What do you think these have to do with the sky?"

A demon cultivator couldn't maintain his human form and was dragged out of the tent.Shen Qianjuan turned his head to look down, and said lightly: "Because the eye of heaven is fake - it is a ray of Qiongqi's fierce soul."

43. Flickering ([-])

◎"Do you want to live?"◎

A strange fragrance came down from a high place, and the demon wolves fell one by one, and the dying demon cultivators in the cage transformed into shapes and slammed into the cage as if they had suddenly gone mad.

The cage is specially made, it can seal the monster's cultivation, but this strange fragrance can make them lose control of their spiritual power.

"This fragrance is the same as the one I smelled last time." Yun Zhoudu thought thoughtfully.

Shen Qianjuan narrowed his eyes and said: "Aiming at demon cultivators, at most it will cause momentary dizziness to people."

The three demon cultivators trapped in the Indus Bieyuan were all frozen and no one came to rescue them. According to Shen Honglang, far more than the three demon cultivators were involved in this matter.

The trap was set, but it took a long time to see the prey take the bait, and it was too late to wait a few more days before arriving at the Yingcang Mountain Range.

The four monks were quickly helpless, and the cage was about to be broken.

"Let's fight!" one of them said.

The formation was set up early in the morning, as long as they made any changes, as long as they set up the formation, they could kill the monsters inside at any time.

A gust of wind suddenly picked up, and the scarlet silver tapir, which was pulled out from the tent and turned into a demon, rushed towards a person like crazy. The monk was caught off guard and was broken by the waist, and half of his body flew out.The severely injured red silver tapir finished the blow like a flashback, and also fell to the ground and twitched.

"Naughty animal!" The monk who was close to the red silver tapir yelled angrily, and beat it to death with a single palm.

At this time, a silver light flashed from top to bottom, and the man was split in half, so fast that no one even saw his hand.

——This must be a killer who is good at hiding.

The remaining two had no way to fight again, and sacrificed their Lingbao one after another to take precautions.

"Who is playing tricks! Come out!"

There was a soft sound of dead branches behind him, and the cultivator on the left stabbed with a sword like a frightened bird, and his body was separated in that moment of distraction.

Hot blood spattered on his face, and the remaining monk shivered and put all his energy on defense.

But obviously the killer is not going to sneak attack anymore, a silver sickle appeared on top of his head, the slender demon holding the sickle has pair of pointed ears, silver hair flying all over his head, a drop of bright red blood splashed under the corner of his eyes, his face is too decent With a little bit of evil.

Shen Qianjuan took off an apricot leaf, which was frozen in his hand, and appeared under the sickle in the blink of an eye.

The sharp blade hung on his forehead, blocked by an apricot leaf, and the frost on the apricot leaf was falling finely.

"Do you want to live?" Shen Qianjuan asked.

On the cliff, on the apricot tree growing wildly, two teenagers can be seen vaguely, standing and sitting, as if they are out of place with the Shura scene below.

"Don't mind your own business." The sickle was tilted at an angle in his hand, and the apricot leaf broke in two with a crisp sound.

The monk rolled on the ground regardless of his appearance, and responded repeatedly: "Young hero, save me!"

The silver-haired demon cultivator disappeared in place, a sickle appeared in front of the cultivator, and another ginkgo leaf fell down in an instant.

Being interrupted again, the monk crawled in the opposite direction.

Shen Qianjuan said: "Take me to Tong Tian Dao, and I will save you."

"I'll take you!" the monk replied without hesitation.

The demon cultivator raised his silver eyes to look at them, and then disappeared in place again.

This time, it was not aimed at the monks, but rushed straight up with the wind.Shen Qianjuan's eyes narrowed, and he jumped out of the ginkgo tree. The black long knife was covered with frost, and collided with the sickle, and the piercing sound echoed in the valley.

"Would you rather become a demon cultivator than surrender to the Dao of Heaven?"

Yaoxiu was startled, and then he continued, "You don't look like your sister Yuan Yushu at all."

"who are you?"

After the Middle Ages, no one knew about this, let alone this face he had never seen before.

A wolf cry came, and the team of hundreds of wolves came back leading the wolves.

Yun Zhoudu stood up: "Brother, we should go."

Now is not a good time to clash with the people of Tiandu.

"Save us!"

"Let us go!"

The demon cultivators who were locked in the cage became more sober, and hurriedly begged for help. They were unlucky and were arrested as soon as they entered the mountains.The demon cultivator who was caught earlier than them said that they would be sent to a place where they would be tortured until they voluntarily died.

Shen Qianjuan glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and asked, "You want to save them?"

"No, I want their demon pill."

The demon cultivator below asking for help: "..."

44. Flickering ([-])

◎"Who sent you here?"◎

"Can the demon pill heal your injury?"

Shen Qianjuan withdrew his hand when the frost spread to his hand along the sickle.

If he hadn't been severely injured, it would be difficult for him to protect himself. With his cultivation base from the middle ages to the present, he definitely wouldn't hide like this.

"It's none of your business." The silver-haired demon cultivator couldn't figure out what he meant, so he withdrew his hand, his spiritual power was circulating in his hand, always on guard against him.

"Yuan Qingzheng." Yun Zhoudu called out his name directly, "Is Feng Xuan okay?"

When Feng Xuan was mentioned, the circulating spiritual power unexpectedly stagnated for a moment, Yuan Qing just glanced at him, but did not reply.

A chain came from nowhere to entangle the monk who was trying to reduce the sense of existence, and by the way made small movements to convey the news. He was brought up in front of the ginkgo tree, and Yun Zhoudu stepped over. took his hand.

The scream seemed to be a bit late, and Yun Zhoudu said lightly at this time: "I told him your news."

Only then did Yuan Qingzheng look straight at him, hesitated and said: "There was an accident, Tiandao noticed him, and Feng Xuan's spirit was about to be scattered."

So he wanted to use the demon pill to renew Feng Xuan's life?

Yun Zhoudu threw something to him, pulled the chain and disappeared into the teleportation array with Shen Qianjuan.

Spreading his palms, Xuanye Liulixin lay quietly in his palms.

He remembered that he had met that person in the Middle Ages, he borrowed Feng Xuan's luck with a copper coin, but gave him the immortal soul.The immortal soul can only be dispersed by the power of the heavenly law... As long as the luck is returned and the power of the heavenly law is dispelled, Feng Xuan will not die.

Yuan Qingzheng cast another glance, and before hundreds of monks rushed back, he turned around and threw the sickle down to explode the cage, and put on a bamboo hat to sneak into it.

"Why don't you ask if he did what happened to Wutong Bieyuan."

"It's not him." Shen Qianjuan's tone was very firm.

The matter against Zhaotian Sword Sect started 30 years ago. If Yuan Qingzheng wanted to plan something, Zhaotian Sword Sect would have ceased to exist long ago, and there would be no such thing as "Li Daitao stiff".

Wutong Bieyuan seems to be aimed at demon cultivators, but it is limited to Leze Academy. For demon cultivators, the threat it poses is negligible.

Coupled with the rumors that Le Ze Academy avoided everyone in Wutong Bieyuan, to get to the bottom of it, they still didn't want people to find out that Shen Honglang was hidden in Le Ze Academy.

Not wanting Shen Honglang to die, but hiding him in such a complicated way, this is not Yuan Qingzheng's style.

Shen Qianjuan analyzed his thoughts to him, but was stopped by Yun Zhoudu's sentence "People's hearts will change".

After living so many lives, what he still doesn't understand is the human heart.

They each have their own positions, and they can choose to let go of their hatred for the same purpose, or they can change their orders day and night, or even turn against each other because of different interests.

Shen Qianjuan thought about it all the way, Yun Zhoudu didn't say much, the most uncomfortable thing was the monk who was arrested to lead the way.

Since this morning, his eyelids have been twitching. He thought it was just some small troubles, but he didn't know that he had encountered such an evil star.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead: "You two, go through this rainforest, and you will arrive after another city."

Shen Qianjuan came back to his senses and stopped: "Is there a city in the Yingcang Mountains?"

"Yes..." The monk was covered in dust, his face was still stained with dirt, and before he could say another word, a sword lay across his neck.

"Who sent you here?" Yun Zhoudu said coldly.

The monk wants to cry but has no tears. Didn't you two rob me?

He saw Shen Qianjuan blinked his eyes, and then he seemed to be pulled into another time and space, and everything in the world turned into nothingness.