White Moonlight Rescue System [Quick Transmigration]

The demon cultivator's name is Diqiu, and he and Sishuang were born of compatriots. They were sent to different places to be raised after birth, and now one has become a Taoist cultivator, while the other has become a demon cultivator.

Lin Ce turned to look at Si Shuang when she heard the words. She was still wearing a yew dress, half-covered with a snow veil, and seemed to be aware of his gaze. Turn your head away, not to look at Lin Ce on the couch.

"The reason for the rebirth of the devil is for revenge. We have to seize the opportunity and go to Qishan. If we can kill the devil once, we can kill him a second time."

The Qingya peak master who said this had a face full of sincerity and passion, completely unaware of how ugly the faces of others were at this time, who didn't know that they won the battle of Qishan disgracefully, now Qingya's words seem to be Slap in the face in general.

Suddenly someone in the crowd raised his head first, and said, "Isn't Daoist Yun Xu the master of that demon? Shouldn't the Daoist clean up the matter?"

As soon as these words came out, as if the box door had been opened, the crowd began to shout.

"That's right, the real person is to blame for this matter."

"I heard that the devil actually had an affair with the real person. Otherwise, how could the real person have stayed in Qishan for a while but was intact. Otherwise, according to the devil's temperament, the real person would be in danger now."

"Is this really the case? I didn't believe it at first. It's absurd that the sect master has an affair with the demon cultivator when he is dignified."

Di Qiu sat cross-legged on a chair with a smile, holding a fruit in his hand and tossing it up and down, watching these Taoist cultivators who usually pride themselves on righteousness show their ugly faces when encountering things, and their eyes are crooked when they smile. Her beautiful eyes were full of sarcasm.

Lin Ce was lying on the couch and heard these words, he couldn't help feeling tight in his chest, where did his face come from, all of them were sanctimonious and hypocritical, but now they wanted to push him out.

Yun Xiao's expression was solemn, and he remained silent for a long time. His expression was only touched when he heard others question Han Yunzong.

Lin Ce knew that his junior brother valued Han Yunzong the most. In his eyes, Han Yunzong was more important than his life, let alone his cheap senior brother.

Sure enough, seeing Yun Xiao slowly getting up, Xuan Jing realized something when he saw him like this, and opened his mouth to dissuade him, but was held back by Xuan Yi at the side.

"Senior Brother." Yun Xiao stood in front of the couch with his hands behind his back, seemingly hesitating to speak.

Lin Ce narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a sneer, "You really want to do this?"

Yun Xiao didn't answer, but slowly handed the Qinghe Sword in his hand to Lin Ce, without saying a word.

"Everything is for Han Yunzong, brother."

Lin Ce turned his head away, he didn't want to see him again, Yun Xiao didn't care, put the sword in his hand on the couch, and walked out slowly.

Diqiu suddenly burst into laughter, clapped his hands, and said in a loud voice: "It's wonderful, it's really wonderful today's play."

"Aqiu." Si Shuang stared at her beautifully and scolded in a low voice.

Di Qiu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes laughing, and said: "Sister, don't be angry, I just don't laugh."

The Taoist cultivators standing in the room all had ugly expressions on their faces. It was really aggrieved to be ridiculed by a demonic cultivator so bluntly, but still unable to attack.

Lin Ce closed his eyes and heard the sound of chaotic footsteps going out, and waited until the room was completely quiet.Only then slowly opened his eyes, he silently calculated the current influence value in his heart, and decided to take a gamble before Xuan Hao was blackened.

Qishan Mountain has been shrouded in mist all year round, and its appearance looks no different from other mountains. No matter how others think about it, they will never think that this mountain is full of demon cultivators.

At this time, there were many Taoist cultivators standing at the foot of the mountain, all holding swords, their expressions were dignified, and their eyes were fixed on the mountain gate.

Lin Ce stood in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by several disciples of Han Yunzong.

"Sovereign, is Diqiu's formation effective?" Xuan Jing was a little worried.

Yunxiao said: "Diqiu is best at formation techniques."

"Then what is he trying to do to help us?"

Yun Xiao smiled slightly: "The things he drew are not small."

As he was speaking, he saw a loud noise coming from the mountain gate, and everyone couldn't help but change their expressions slightly, and looked towards the mountain gate.

I saw a young man in black walking slowly out of it. The young man had a handsome appearance, a straight nose and thin lips, eyes like cold stars, and an icy aura exuding from his whole body.

Lin Ce's heart sank slightly, such Xuan Hao gave him a bad premonition.

"Mr. Qishan, the blood debt you owe will be repaid today." Yun Xiao said in a deep voice.

But Xuan Hao didn't seem to hear it, and looked straight through the crowd and landed on Lin Ce, his eyes were cold.

"Master, I finally found you."

[Ding ~ The blackening plot has been triggered, the current task object's influence value is 1600, and the white moonlight achievement score is 3200. In order to ensure your safety, the influence value must reach 2000 before the body function declines. 】

Lin Ce thumped in his heart, knowing that he had misunderstood himself, thinking that he had betrayed him and led other people to encircle Qishan.

"Why is this devil so arrogant, do you think that one person can fight against us?" Someone dissatisfied.

I saw Xuan Hao standing on the spot with his hands behind his hands, with a bit of arrogance between his brows, looking disdainfully at everyone, as if they were just insignificant ants.

"Aqiu, you are somewhat sure of your formation." Si Shuang looked worried.

Di Qiu's eyes darkened: "Fifty percent." This formation is the formation that trapped Xuan Hao in his previous life. He has devoted himself to studying this formation for many years, and it can be said that he has practiced it very well.

Si Shuang calmed down slightly, [-]% was not too outrageous.

I saw complicated symbols suddenly appearing on the ground under Xuan Hao's feet, the golden light pierced people's eyes, and the symbols slowly floated up in the golden light and turned into cold chains, quickly attacking him.

Xuan Hao's complexion darkened, looking at his hands and feet that were bound in an instant, his eyes were deep and cold, and he looked straight at Lin Ce.

"Master, are you trying to kill me?"

Lin Ce just opened his mouth to deny it, but saw Yun Xiao handing the Qinghe Sword into his hand, and he wanted to cry immediately, but now he couldn't explain why it was really reasonable, and thinking of the blackened Xuan Hao in the illusion, he couldn't help but slapped him shiver.

Xuan Hao's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was suppressing something, when he opened his eyes again, there was a ghastly coldness in his eyes.

Seeing black mist slowly surging around him, Yun Xiao's complexion changed drastically when he saw this: "Shut up."

Everyone had seen the power of the black mist, and mobilized the spiritual power in their bodies to recite the formula silently, fearing that they would be poisoned by the black mist.

There was cold sweat on Diqiu's forehead, and it could be seen that bearing such a huge formation was indeed exhausting his spiritual power. A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he could only make a quick decision.

The cold chains wrapped around Xuan Hao's body tightened instantly, with such strength that even the leg joints were deformed faintly. Accompanied by the tooth-piercing squeezing sound, countless cold air turned into sharp blades, and they attacked Xuan Hao's body in unison. limbs.

A faint smell of blood began to fill the air.

Di Qiu's face was pale, and his body was trembling slightly, he knew that if he couldn't kill him with one blow, then he would be the one to die.

Lin Ce was anxious and wanted to go forward with Yujian, but Yun Xiao grabbed his wrist.

"Brother, now is not the time for you to appear on the stage. The ex-suzerain of Hanyunzong will kill relatives righteously at the end. Only in this way can Hanyunzong's face be saved."

Lin Ce thought to himself that this man was really dazed because of Han Yunzong.

The golden light gradually dissipated, and a black figure slowly walked out of it.

"He's not dead yet!"

"what should we do?!"

"This formation can't help him, and his cultivation has improved again in this life!"

I saw that Xuan Hao's robe had been scratched by the cold blade, with blood oozing faintly on it, and it seemed that he was seriously injured, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, and he didn't even frown.

He walked slowly towards the crowd, and everyone showed fear on their faces, drew their swords out of their sheaths, and stood ready.

Di Qiu's breath was slightly short, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Seeing this, he couldn't help cursing an idiot. If he doesn't run at this time, he thinks he's not dying fast enough.

"Let's go." He took Si Shuang's hand decisively, and set up a simple conversion formation to leave.

Sure enough, there was a sound of wailing, and a large group of disciples were lying on the ground, some with mutilated limbs, and some with decapitated bodies.

Xuan Hao's face was gloomy, and he held his hand empty, and the Endless Sword appeared in his hand.

"Master, what are you doing hiding behind others, come out and see me."

The corners of Xuan Hao's mouth raised slightly, but his eyes were cold: "I'm afraid I'll spoil your eyes."

Yun Xiao said in a deep voice: "You also know that you are a filthy thing. When Han Yunzong took you in, you were not only not grateful, but also slaughtered your fellow sect. If your master does not kill you, it will be intolerable."

The smile on the corner of Xuan Hao's mouth faded away, and there seemed to be a layer of frost covering his brows.

He slowly raised his left hand, and then grasped it out of emptiness, and his spiritual power turned into cold currents and hit the sky.

"Hmm..." I saw Yun Xiao struggling on his own, his face flushed red, and at some point around his neck was entangled with a spiritual flow like a swimming snake.

With a brisk smile on Xuan Hao's face, he moved his left hand to the right, and saw Yun Xiao being thrown to the ground viciously.

Only Lin Ce and Xuan Hao were left face to face.

Xuan Hao pointed at Lin Ce's Qinghe sword with the sword in his hand, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "Aren't you going to kill me? What are you doing?"

"No."

Xuan Hao's smile faltered, and he said coldly, "What kind of tricks are you playing?"

The author has something to say: one. two. nine. spirit. one. seven. four. eight. eight

This is the group number, in order to prevent it from being swallowed by Jinjiang, that's why it's written like this, it feels like a secret code for underground party connections [cover your face and laugh