After dressing up as a demon

Zhu Wanwan didn't understand, so: "Feng——"

"Cough! Cough!" Feng Huan covered his chest and coughed wildly, winking at Zhu Wanwan.

But his eyes were completely obscured by the mask.

"Are you okay?" Zhu Wanwan couldn't help asking, being so impolite in front of the suzerain, "Feng—"

Feng Huan wanted to cry but had no tears, he coughed so hard, seeing that Zhu Wanwan still couldn't understand, he gritted his teeth, worked secretly, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhu Wanwan took a step back silently, so as not to be splashed with blood.

The corner of Feng Huan's mouth twitched, and he made a gesture of covering his chest to confess to Jiang Yundu: "This subordinate deserves to die."

After finishing speaking, he used the angle to cover up, and said to Zhu Wanwan via voice transmission: "Don't mention my name in front of Shen Cang."

Zhu Wanwan looked at him.

Feng Huan emphasized: "This is the suzerain's instruction, don't ask too much."

Hearing this, Zhu Wanwan turned to Shen Cang again.

Could it be that Shen Cang's appearance in Biyuntian also made the suzerain look at him differently?

Seeing that Shen Cang also looked over, she lowered her gaze, cupped her hands and said to Jiang Yundu: "When this subordinate returned to the clan, there was no change in the branch hall, and the demons have not yet appeared in the wilderness."

Hearing her excuse to cover up the past, Feng Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Cang's eyes swept over the two of them, but the suspicion in his heart increased instead of diminishing.

Feng Huan's injury came suddenly, and Zhu Wanwan reported the situation in front of him as an outsider, which did not conform to Biyuntian's strict basic rules of hierarchy.

It was his illusion.

Or are these two really hiding something?

But since the other party has business to do, it's inconvenient for him to stay.

"Sect Master Jiang." Out of politeness, Shen Cang cupped his hands to Jiang Yundu, "Sorry for disturbing you."

Jiang Yundu looked at him: "Why are you here?"

Shen Cang said, "I'm here to find a friend."

Jiang Yundu's eyes moved slightly: "Friend?"

"..." Feng Huan had no choice but to take a step forward, pretending to explain to the master, "Sovereign, Shen Cang refers to Jiang Yeqing, a disciple of the Qinglian Sect, who was another person who lived in Bihua Palace yesterday."

Jiang Yundu said lightly, "Where did you send him?"

Feng Huan: "...?"

Before he could react, he stared at Shangjiang Yundu, his voice was dry, "Subordinate..."

How could he have the guts to send his master anywhere?

But the master said so, what can he do, he can only make it up...

"Thinking that Jiang Yeqing has a lot of knowledge about demon energy, I ask him to help him go to the branch hall to identify the demon formation." Feng Huan said with difficulty.

Jiang Yundu said, "Why haven't you returned yet?"

"..." Feng Huan's face under the mask was stiff, "Back to the suzerain, the division of the palace is not over yet."

As he said that, he looked at Zhu Wanwan and motioned for her to help cover him, "The right protector returned to the sect from the branch hall not long ago, so he should have seen him."

Zhu Wanwan chose to be wise and safe, and said simply and neatly, "I haven't seen it before."

Feng Huan: "..."

Shen Cang asked: "Where is he?"

Feng Huan had no choice but to support himself: "You can rest assured, depending on the weather, he will be back soon."

Shen Cang glanced at him.

From the moment we met, the state of this Zuo Dharma was different from usual.

"Since it is Bi Yuntian's fault, I will help you with one thing."

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Wanwan's eyes were startled.

She looked at Jiang Yundu, and couldn't believe that such words came from the mouth of the suzerain.

Feng Huan was silent.

He knew that the nonsense just now was not useless, but he didn't expect that the master bothered to put on a show just to give Shen Cang an excuse to help.

Shen Cang said: "No need. Thank you for your kindness."

He swept across the three of them without his eyes resting on any of them, turned around and stood up with his sword.

Jiang Yundu looked at his back, with star marks between his brows.

Zhu Wanwan was even more unbelievable that someone dared to refute the suzerain with such a tone.

Hearing the sound of the long sword piercing through the air, she looked down at her feet and waited with bated breath.

Not long after, she heard Feng Huan say: "Sect Master, Shen Cang is worried about Jiang Yeqing's safety."

Jiang Yeqing's safety?

Zhu Wanwan didn't understand why Feng Huan brought out irrelevant people.

But the next moment, she saw the black robe corners slowly dissipating in front of her eyes.

The door was also closed.

"Go down."

Zhu Wanwan straightened up and looked at the closed door, feeling a little embarrassed.

She has not reported the matter of the division of the temple.

After thinking about it, she turned to Feng Huan.

Feng Huan pretended not to see it, and chose to turn his head and leave.

—

Bihua Palace.

In the side hall room.

Shen Cang walked to the futon on the spirit-gathering formation, and just sat down when he saw the jade pendant slipped from the side of his leg from the corner of his eye.

It was the jade pendant given to him by Jiang Yundu, who once said that after injecting spiritual power, he would come to save him.

Shen Cang untied it from his waist.

He looked at the jade pendant in his palm, and spiritual power slowly seeped into it.

Not long after, the sound of footsteps fell outside the door, from far to near.

Jiang Yundu walked into the inner room, saw the figure sitting on the futon, and said, "Are you looking for me?"

Seeing that he was indeed unscathed, Shen Cang said: "It's time to go."

Jiang Yundu said: "You should only use it when you are in trouble."

Shen Cang said: "Then you should say hello to me before you disappear."

Jiang Yundu paused, turned around and sat at the table, avoiding his gaze: "You don't have to worry about me."

"Of course I'm worried about you." Shen Cang said, "The order to kill the demons has not been cancelled, do you know how many people outside are staring at our heads?"

Jiang Yundu's hand rubbing the beads in his palm tightened a little, and he said instead, "Guard Zuo told me, Jiang Yundu promised to help you, why didn't you accept it?"

Shen Cang paused slightly before continuing to get up: "Because I prefer to be with you."

Jiang Yundu's eyes darkened: "He can help you more."

Shen Cang said, "I don't care."

The Mozun is indeed stronger, but it might not be wise to go to Chiyue Forest with such a person.

It is clearly recorded in the deposit seal that only one-eighth of the kung fu book is fragmented, which is enough for cultivators to desperately fight for it.

He already has four volumes in his hand, one of which is still from Duan Ye, if Mozun finds out, the result will be unpredictable.

50% probability, it is better not to take risks.

Thinking of this, Shen Cang looked at Jiang Yundu and said with a smile, "You are enough for me."

Compared with others who are uncertain, the current teammates are always very reliable.

Jiang Yundu pursed his lips, got up from the table, and walked to the door: "It's time to go."

"and many more."

Shen Cang pressed a note on the table, explaining that he and Jiang Yundu were leaving temporarily, and then stepped behind Jiang Yundu, "Let's go."

Jiang Yundu understood the route, and went straight forward, and soon came to the outskirts of Chiyue Forest.

The temperature here is extremely high, even Shen Cang can feel the turbulent heat waves in the strong wind.

At the edge of the forest, the ungrown trees were baked by the fire waves, withered and twisted, forming a barrier around the outside to protect the grass and trees inside from erosion.

Shen Cang looked at the large shadows on the map, and then at the almost endless jungle in front of him: "Is this the Chiyue Forest?"

In the record of the deposit seal, it is stated that the former owner of the Linjiang Pavilion was unable to go to the Chiyue Forest to find the whereabouts of the exercises. He thought it was just exhaustion, but he realized it when he saw it with his own eyes. , really makes people feel powerless.

"Well." Jiang Yundu said, "Except for the fierce beasts, the wild old tribes in the Chiyue Forest have special habits, and most of them are against foreign tribes. Be careful when entering."

"Old people?" Shen Cang asked, "Cultivators?"

Jiang Yundu said: "It is."

The wild wilderness in the north has been a dangerous place since ancient times. Most of the cultivators who established themselves here took refuge in the sect, and the old clans were the aborigines who had been scattered all over the wilderness before the sect was established.

The nature of respecting the strong of the old clan is even stronger than that of the cultivators, but they seldom contact with the outside world. They are also full of malice towards the cultivators who occupy most of the wilderness.

Shen Cang said: "Do they have a fixed tribe?"

According to Jiang Yundu's introduction, this place can be regarded as an advanced level training area, and with their level, they can't go here unimpeded.

He only came here for the practice, there is no need to attract too much hatred, knowing the location, it is easy to avoid.

Jiang Yundu said: "There are branches everywhere."

Then there is no way to actively avoid it.

Shen Cang said: "Forget it, let's take one step at a time."

After the words fell, he turned on the combat mode to prevent being attacked.

It's just that after walking forward for a long time, a red dot suddenly flickered on the map.

Immediately afterwards, many red dots chased after the red dot, approaching rapidly in this direction.

Jiang Yundu immediately turned around with his sword, and hid in the branches with Shen Cang.

Soon, a thin girl in ragged clothes staggered out from the bushes with bare feet. She raised her hand to form a phantom, urging it to move forward, and then went around an old tree, picked the bark and quickly climbed up. up.

Behind her, the sound of shouting, shouting and killing rushed over with the tremor of the earth!

A group of people with all kinds of long-handled weapons are rampaging in the woods, smashing through all obstacles with only physical strength, which seems to be effortless.

Between them was a middle-aged man riding a strong beast.

He sniffed the air, raised his finger and pointed in the direction where the phantom left: "Chasing."

The crowd immediately ran towards the direction of his finger!

Shen Cang watched them walk away.

These people must be the old barbarians.

Jiang Yundu's spell to conceal his breath has never been noticed by cultivators, and now it seems that it is also very effective for the old people, so it is not a problem to go deep into the Chiyue Forest.

He looked at the girl hiding in the tree again.

The girl looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, and she was shivering in a branch, with her hands tightly covering her mouth and nose, tears were evident.

When the sound of chasing and killing gradually disappeared, she let go of her hand and inhaled softly, raised her arm and rubbed her eyes indiscriminately.

Suddenly relaxed, she let herself fall against the tree trunk.

Tired and sleepy all at the same time, her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open her eyes, she desperately wanted to take a break, but unexpectedly her foot slipped and she fell straight from the sky!

She woke up suddenly, her hands were scratching in the air, her eyes were full of fear.

No!

She opened her mouth and screamed silently.

Run!

The voice in my head is still urging.

Don't look back!run!

She doesn't want to die here.

She hasn't run to the agreed place yet——

Just the next moment.

A warm embrace caught her.

—

Jiang Yundu landed after Shen Cang: "You shouldn't be so reckless."

Shen Cang laid the unconscious girl on the ground, pointed at her dantian, and gently conveyed spiritual power: "You can't just ignore death."

Fortunately, the girl was just overly frightened and woke up after a while.

She slowly opened her eyes, her pupils hadn't focused yet, she only saw a silhouette close in front of her.

A steady stream of warm currents are still swimming in the body.

She has had such warmth before.

"Are you awake?" Shen Cang asked, "How do you feel?"

The sound seemed far away.

The girl stared at him blankly, her eyes were sour and red, quietly moist.

Shen Cang was about to pull her up.

But just as he moved, the girl suddenly rushed over and hugged him tightly.

Jiang Yundu's face darkened slightly, and he raised his fingers slightly.

The girl was lifted up by spiritual power, but before she landed firmly, she threw herself into Shen Cang's arms again, exhausting all her strength in her thin arms, and refused to relax any more.

"Daddy!"

Shen Cang's hand on her shoulder paused in the air.

He looked at Jiang Yundu.

Jiang Yundu looked at him coldly.