The villain always thinks I'm stupid

Between telling the truth and making Ye Mingjue and Yan Zhao confront each other, or choosing to hide the truth and continue lurking, Bai Lian chose the latter.

When faced with his aggrieved complaints that he couldn't help but be broken by the attack, Ye Mingjue didn't say anything, although his face was not very good-looking, and he silently took off the ring in his hand and put it back in the storage bag.

This made the atmosphere of the three of them full of silence and embarrassment for the next period of time. Fortunately, after walking for a long time, they happened to meet Han Feiwen, Zhou Chang, and Qian Yongsi.

"Finally found you, Bai Lian!" After seeing Bai Lian, Han Feiwen was overjoyed, and almost subconsciously rushed towards Bai Lian, hugged her for a long time, until Ye Mingjue pulled Bai Lian into the After the death, I will give up.

"I don't know how to live without you!"

Don't look at Han Feiwen's relationship with Jianxiu has improved a lot now, but without Faxiu's little partner, he is still extremely uncomfortable.

Not to mention that he can't help a group of sword repairers at all. Every time he meets a monster sword repairer, they end the battle with a few swords, but he is just getting ready.

Seeing Bai Lian now, it's like a fellow villager with tears in his eyes, not to mention how happy he is.

When meeting Ye Mingjue's gaze, Han Feiwen curled his lips and nodded lazily: "I'm glad to see you, too."

But when his eyes shifted to the unfamiliar Yan Zhao, he was obviously stunned: "Who are you?"

"My name is Yan Zhao. I am alone and helpless when I first came here. Thanks to Bai Lian's care, we will act together temporarily." Yan Zhao saluted thoughtfully and put on the gentlest smile on his face.

But Han Feiwen, who is as sensitive as a small animal, instinctively repelled him: "Oh, but now that the people from Yulianmen have gathered, it's not convenient for you to follow, why don't you just leave?"

Seeing his disgusted eyes, Ye Mingjue's eyes suddenly flashed a light, very satisfied with his assist.

However, Yan Zhao is as thick-skinned as a city wall, and he can still smile lightly: "I'm afraid it won't work. If I am weak, if I am here alone, I am afraid that I will be in danger everywhere. I think that as a disciple of Zhenjun Shenglian, the Jade Lotus Sect should Don’t turn away people who need help.”

"Uh..." Han Feiwen had never seen a person who was so good at pushing his nose and face, so he couldn't refute for a while.

"And I am quite familiar with herbal medicine, and I have a little bit of knowledge about various kinds. If you want to win this competition, I can also help you." Yan Zhao added this sentence with a smile.

Zhou Chang's heart was moved by these remarks. After all, they had no idea which one was the treasure of heaven and earth, that is, to beat monsters and put them in the storage bag. If someone helped them, it would be twice the result with half the effort.

Zhou Chang didn't want to refuse this thing that kills two birds with one stone, and was just about to open his mouth to agree, but Ye Mingjue said indifferently: "I also understand a lot about spiritual grass, so I don't bother outsiders to help."

It's rare for him to express his displeasure so bluntly. Zhou Chang was stunned for a moment, with a faint disbelief in his eyes.

The light in Yan Zhao's eyes gradually deepened, and the corners of his mouth curled up more and more. He just met Ye Mingjue's eyes and uttered a line: "Then I don't know how many spirit herbs Daoist Ye has taken so far?"

"..."

Ye Mingjue fell silent.

Because it suddenly occurred to him that just now his mind was full of going to the mountain to get rid of this person, and he didn't think about the competition at all.

So let alone the spirit grass, even the defeated monsters were not collected.

"No way, you didn't collect anything??" Han Feiwen was the first to gasp, "This is too miserable. If this continues, we may be at the bottom!"

Although Ye Mingjue coldly explained that it would be fine to collect them later, none of Han Feiwen and the others were willing to believe him, and they all agreed to join Yan Zhao as a helper.Ye Mingjue was so angry that he was depressed.

"Actually, we found some ancient sites, but we didn't dare to go deeper because of the small number of people."

Zhou Chang suddenly said in a low voice: "I guess there should be precious treasures hidden there. Now that we have six people, we can give it a try."

"Originally, the points are very low. At this time, we should take a risk. What do you think?"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded seriously.

Even Bai Lian, who was completely attracted by Ye Mingjue's life experience, became a little interested, wondering who built this historic site.

Several people discussed it in partnership, and decided that they couldn't drag other people to share the historic site together, so they immediately decided to break in and have a look.

Although the ancient site was surrounded by weeds and covered by thorns, Zhou Chang and others still found the entrance.

That is a very ordinary cave entrance, even adult men can only bend down to enter. The cave is completely dark, and it is lit up with the fire control technique, and the end can't be seen at a glance.

Zhou Chang and the others walked in slowly in order of seniority, Ye Mingjue was the last one, and Yan Zhao was the one in front.

Logically speaking, Yan Zhao should have walked in the back, but Ye MingJue was afraid that this person would play tricks on his back, so he volunteered to stay behind.

Therefore, when a few people accidentally guessed that the mysterious formation was scattered in various rooms in the ancient site, Ye Mingjue sadly got together with Yan Zhao, and chose to use stones Condensed into a room of terrifying giants.

The room was set to automatically attack as soon as someone entered, Ye Mingjue quickly summoned a flying sword to defend, while secretly gritted his teeth and hated his extremely miserable luck.

And even though there were two people in the room, the stone monster didn't attack Yan Zhao, but just stared at him swinging his heavy arms, which made Ye MingJue feel even more angry.

"You Daoist Ye, come on." But Yan Zhao narrowed his eyes, smiled like a spring breeze, leaned lazily on the wall behind him, and said sarcastic words, "I am not strong enough, I can only rely on you to defeat the enemy."

"Heh." Ye Mingjue just had time to let out a sneer from his throat, and swung another heavy stone at his face, blocking it hastily and with difficulty.

It is strange to say that although Ye Mingjue's strength has only recovered to the fifth level, but because of the vastness of his spiritual consciousness, it is also very easy to reach the sixth level.But in the face of the stone monster, all his attacks seemed to be useless, and the sword energy was drawn on it, leaving only shallow traces.

Not to mention disintegrating the stone monster, even removing one of its arms is difficult to do.

Ye Mingjue, who was almost knocked into the air, managed to keep his pace, and was very surprised in his heart. Could it be that this is a stone monster above the seventh level?

Just a small guard has such strength, not to mention the owner of the historic site.

He tried his best to parry the attack, and quickly thought about the way to get out of here. As long as he could leave the room, the stone monster's attack would naturally stop.

However, he was only thinking about how to deal with the stone monster, but he never paid attention to the pair of dark eyes behind him, so when a flying sword pierced his back suddenly, apart from the heart-piercing pain, Ye Ming Jue also woke up suddenly, realizing that he had let down his vigilance.

A mouthful of blood was sprayed onto the ground. Ye MingJue stuck his sword in the ground, knelt half-kneeling and covered his chest, watching the blood overflowing from his chest, and cast a fierce glance at the person behind him who was slowly flapping his cuff: "You !"

"This is Daoist Ye's fault." Yan Zhao smiled relaxedly, "Why didn't you pay attention to your back? Obviously, I didn't hide my murderous intentions for you from the beginning."

Ye MingJue opened his mouth to say something, but the wound involved when he moved made him cough in pain, and spit out another mouthful of blood.

He could feel that his body's functions were gradually declining, his body temperature was freezing, and he was gradually becoming stiff.

At the same time, the stone monster that was attacking him suddenly stopped moving, seemed to wait hesitantly, retracted his arm for a long time, and looked towards Yan Zhao's direction.

"Did I attack you because... I was seriously injured?" Seeing this scene, Ye MingJue sneered, feeling very happy, "Even if I die, I will drag you to die with me, don't even try to escape!"

"Can't you see the truth now? What a poor man." Yan Zhao looked at him with sympathy, and shook his head helplessly, "Escape? Do you think I need to escape?"

There was a sarcastic arc on the corner of his mouth: "Just because of such a stone toy?"

After saying that, he moved his palm forward, and a sword with thick black mist appeared in his hand.

The blade of this sword was red like blood, and it was still shining with luster. An ominous black mist shrouded the surroundings, as if it was cursed.

However, with this weird sword gently swung forward under Yan Zhao's hands, the rock monster that was originally extremely hard under Ye Mingjue's hands shattered easily, turning into a handful of dust and disappearing before his eyes.

Yan Zhao casually let go of the hand holding the sword, without even looking at the dust, he walked up to Ye Mingjue.

At this time, Ye Mingjue could barely get out of the shock, and when he looked at Yan Zhao again, he had a strong killing intent: "So you pretended to be a sixth-level cultivation? No, you are clearly above the seventh-level Monk."

Yan Zhao directly kicked him in the chest, and after kicking him to the ground, he stepped on it without hesitation and looked down at him.

"Cough, cough... the seventh-level cultivation is not hesitating to pretend to be close to us. What is the purpose? Don't tell me that you just want to kill me."

Even though he is seriously injured and unable to move, Ye Mingjue's eyes are extremely bright, so bright that the disdain hidden inside clearly emerges.

"Don't be too narcissistic." Yan Zhao's face was expressionless at this time, and he even thought it was a waste of a dying person's smile, "A nobody like you, would I bother to kill you myself?"

"That's Bai Lian?" Ye MingJue's eyes suddenly became fierce, "He's just an ordinary person, what are you going to do to him?"

"Ordinary people?"

Yan Zhao repeated the sentence with great interest, but laughed suddenly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: "Hahahahaha, do you think he is an ordinary person?"

"Do you really think he is an ordinary person? Could it be that you are so stupid, then I have to re-evaluate you, Mozun, huh?"

"you?!"

He even knew the identity of his Demon Lord, he was definitely not an ordinary person, Ye Mingjue's heart jumped wildly, he felt vaguely parched and anxious, his emotional ups and downs were worse than serious injuries.

He heard his own voice trembling with difficulty: "Do you know... who is Bai Lian?"