I became the vicious senior brother of the younger brother Baiqihehei

How long can the magic pattern remain hidden?

Shen Xingcong looked at his arm again.

"Constellation."

Lan Jin didn't know when to approach, and sighed in a low voice.

"You rest at my place. When the truth of this matter comes to light, I will definitely return your innocence."

Shen Xingcong was taken aback: "Do you believe me, sir?"

"Naturally." Lan Jin said, "Although there are indeed some doubts, I believe in my own eyes. You will never betray your classmates."

Shen Xingcong: "Mr. Lan Jin..."

He suddenly felt whether he could throw out all the truth.At least face Lan Jin, and tell the whole story about the cause and effect, as well as everything that happened along the way.

He didn't betray his fellow disciples, he only became a demon cultivator by accident.If you believe in him, he can also capture all the remaining escaped demon cultivators.

"Sir." Shen Xingcong made up his mind, "I have something to tell you."

Seeing the change in his expression, Lan Jin also became serious: "Okay, follow me back to Pianfeng first."

Shen Xingcong responded.

He raised his heels to follow Lan Jin.Looking back when he was about to leave the gate, Xiao Lin was still standing there.

He didn't seem anxious, and his expression didn't change at all.The corners of his mouth are just hooked slightly.

When the four eyes met, the smile deepened.

"..."

Shen Xingcong looked away and followed Lan Jin away alone.

Arriving at Pianfeng, Shen Xingcong followed Lan Jin into the house.

This is his second time here.The last time it was due to the selection of the list, it was only a few days, but it seemed like a lifetime ago.

The furnishings of the house have not changed much.Lan Jin went to make a pot of tea, poured it into the cup and handed it over: "Please."

Shen Xingcong thanked him and took it.

The temperature of the hot tea came through the porcelain cup, making Shen Xingcong's palm feel warmer.He watched the curling white smoke rise, thinking about where to start.

You can't just say that you have become a demon cultivator, it will scare people.Or step by step first...

While pondering, he heard Lan Jin speak.

"You can brew it slowly. But I have some questions here, can I ask you first?"

Shen Xingcong returned to his senses: "Ah, of course."

Lan Jin: "I ran into you and Xiao Lin when I was chasing Moxiu this morning. Where were you going?"

Sure enough, this will be asked.

Shen Xingcong bit the bullet and said: "At that time... I was going to take my junior brother out of Xiaoyaomen."

Lan Jin was taken aback: "Why?"

"Because I promised Junior Brother." Shen Xingcong stared at the tea in his hand, "I want to take him to a place."

Lan Jin was puzzled: "If you just want to leave the house and report to the steward, why do you need to be sneaky?"

"Mr. Lan Jin." Shen Xingcong said, "You have been away from the outer sect for many years, and you may have forgotten that outer sect disciples are not so free. It is not easy to report for travel."

Lan Jin really forgot.In other words, with his qualifications back then, he never stayed in the outer sect at all.

"Where are you taking him?" he asked.

Although Shen Xingcong intends to confess himself, he is hesitant to expose Xiao Lin.

Unlike him, Xiao Lin is a born demon.The monk Lingyuanzhou knew the prophecy, so he would definitely want to kill the weeds and root them out.

But maybe it was because of Xiao Lin's words just now, or maybe it was because of the similar situation of the two of them.Shen Xingcong now doesn't want Xiao Lin to die very much.

【"I don't understand. I obviously didn't do those things, why should I make such a conclusion?"】

【"The prophecy must be true?"】

When Xiao Lin asked these words, he didn't know how to answer.

"It's a private matter. If Mr. Lan Jin wants to know, he should ask Xiao Lin himself." Shen Xingcong said, "But I swear, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with the invasion of demon cultivators."

"Okay." Lan Jin chuckled, "I believe you."

Because of the soft words, Shen Xingcong felt a little relieved.

"Mr. Lan Jin, what the outer hall said just now is not hypocritical. It's just omitting part of the content, so it's inconvenient for others to know."

He paused: "After I lured You Ren away, I did run into a ferocious beast on the way. The beast was too powerful, even You Ren couldn't deal with it. The three of us were attacked by the beast together, and when we woke up, we found ourselves in another a place."

Lan Jin: "The environment of the spiritual domain is inherently changeable..."

Shen Xingcong: "It's the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm."

Hearing this, Lan Jin's body froze.

Shen Xingcong didn't pay attention to this change, and continued: "It's not accurate to say that. Because it's in the spiritual realm, to be precise, it's the projection of the 'Hundred Desolation Demon Realm'..."

"How do you know what the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm looks like?" Lan Jin interrupted.For some reason, his tone was not as calm as before.

"Have you ever been there?"

Shen Xingcong was stunned for a moment, and shook his head: "I heard that the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm was dark before, and only the blood moon was left hanging in the sky. These are all right."

Lan Jin: "..."

He rubbed his eyebrows, "Sorry, you continue."

Shen Xingcong opened his mouth, but couldn't continue.

He realized that Lan Jin was emotionally unstable.Facing Moxiu before, the other party was also so excited.Now that he suddenly mentions obsession, will Lan Jin not be able to accept it?

Shen Xingcong hesitated for a moment, then said carefully: "Mr. Lan Jin, do you hate Moxiu very much?"

Lan Jin: "What?"

Shen Xingcong: "I just think that Mr. Lan Jin is usually very gentle, but facing Moxiu, it's like a different person."

Lan Jin was speechless for a moment, then smiled: "Maybe."

"The demon cultivator and my orthodox monks are incompatible. Once you become a demon, you will be mad. You can't use common sense to consider it. Your current cultivation level is not high. Remember to stay away immediately if you encounter a demon cultivator. You must not take risks like today."

Lan Jin originally meant to care, but now that Shen Xingcong has a different identity, his heart trembled when he heard it.

"I heard that the way of cultivating demons is unusual, and they are ruthless and murderous." Shen Xingcong said, "But there are so many demon cultivators in the world, will there be good people among them..."

Lan Jin was categorical: "It's absolutely impossible."

Shen Xingcong hesitated: "Even one in ten million?"

"Xing Cong." Lan Jin said solemnly, "You talked with You Ren today, and you may have been influenced by him. But you need to remember that Moxiu is good at deceiving and cannot be trusted."

"Once a monk becomes demonic, it is irreversible. Even if it is you, me, or even Elder Jing Xin, even if you maintain your original nature at the beginning, you will lose your original mind after a long time due to the corrosion of the magic pattern. This is the so-called killing like hemp."

He paused for a while, "At that time, no matter if you hear women and children crying bitterly, or children dying, or seeing people in charcoal and corpses strewn all over the field, you won't feel anything."

"This is the magic repair."

The tea in my palm seemed to be a little cold.Shen Xingcong held the cup, and buried his head lower.

"...If Mr. Lan Jin, I believe it will not be like that."

"No. If I really accidentally fell into a demon, you, as a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect and an orthodox monk, must kill me."

Hearing this, Shen Xingcong looked up.

Although Lan Jin was smiling, that smile looked extremely desolate.It was as if what he said now was what he had done in person.

A few drops of water splashed out of the teacup.

Lan Jin noticed: "You haven't drank much, are you getting cold?"

He took it, "Let's have another cup."

Shen Xingcong sat where he was, watching Lan Jin walk into the inner room.Looking at the arm again, the traces of the magic pattern can be vaguely seen.

He doesn't know what his face looks like.But Lan Jin didn't respond, maybe the magic pattern hasn't appeared yet.

But it's also only a matter of time.

After hearing Lan Jin's words just now, Shen Xingcong has completely given up the idea of ​​telling everything.

Lan Jin is a good person, so he has his own beliefs.Once it is found that he has become a demon, no matter what the reason is, no matter whether he has hurt others or not, he will follow the usual practice.

[As a Xiaoyao Sect disciple, as an orthodox monk, kill me. 】

Killing demon cultivators is justified.

"If you think the tea is bitter, I have some sweet cakes here. How about you?"

Lan Jin's voice came from the inner room.

"Ah, it's fine."

Shen Xingcong replied.He grabbed the back of his hand tightly with one hand, but he still couldn't stop the magic pattern from appearing.

Windows reflect.

He clearly saw more and more magic lines climbing to his face, and the color of his pupils became unnatural.

It's too late.

Either just be exposed like this; or just leave, which is equivalent to not calling yourself.

In any case, he would have to bear the charge of betraying his master.

Shen Xingcong clasped his arms tightly.

But at least if you leave now, you don't have to confront Lan Jin.

He stood up.

"What are you doing standing there?"

At this time, Lan Jin's voice came behind him.

Shen Xingcong paused.

After hesitating for too long, it turned out to be a second late.

Fortunately, the collar of the uniform inside the door was higher, and there was a bundle of hair to cover it, so the other party didn't see anything wrong for a while.

After a crisp sound, the person behind seemed to put the tea bowl on the table.

"It was a mistake just now. You said that you entered the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm, and then what did you encounter?"

Shen Xingcong's voice was dry: "I..."

Seeing that he was facing the door all the time, Lan Jin smiled suddenly: "There is indeed a guest."

He passed by Shen Xingcong and went to open the door.Xiao Lin was standing outside.

Xiao Lin cupped his hands: "Mr. Lan Jin, there seems to be a movement of Moxiu outside. Elder Ling asked me to call you."

Lan Jin froze for a moment, then frowned.Just as he was about to say something to Shen Xingcong, Xiao Lin stopped him.

"Sir, Elder Ling also said that before leaving, remember to set up an enchantment to prevent people from slipping away."

"What nonsense!"

Lan Jin seemed a little annoyed.With a flick of his sleeves, he set off and walked outside.

Xiao Lin watched them leave.

"It seems that Mr. Lan Jin is also quite naive. He is cruel to Moxiu, but he trusts his disciples too much."

As he spoke, he looked at the tall young man standing inside the house.

Almost all of the red-black magic pattern appeared, descending from the forehead, over the high bridge of the nose, past the Adam's apple, until it sank into the collar.

His eyes curled up: "Right, senior brother?"

Shen Xingcong: "..."

The room was extremely dark.Only the dark golden pupils became more dazzling after the afterglow.