Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

"I...cough cough cough..." The moment Xi Feiluan leaned over to check, Yu Sheng grabbed his wrist: "It's okay, it's just... a little tight in the chest..."

"Don't be brave." Xi Feiluan supported him, looking at his frail appearance, he felt a lot of distress in his heart.

Ji Hanyi on the side suddenly widened his eyes: "Damn! Listen to him farting!"

As soon as the voice fell, there were bursts of hasty footsteps in the distance.

"Let's go!" The two disappeared in the blink of an eye, Yu Sheng's face changed slightly, he grabbed Xi Feiluan and strode to an empty hall in the corner, and pushed him in: "Brother, wait for me here for a while."

Xi Feiluan nodded, took out Qin Zhao's waist card and handed it to Yu Sheng: "Give it back to him for me."

Yu Sheng took it, saw the word "Zhao" on it clearly, raised her head and took a deep look at Xi Feiluan: "Got it."

Wen Chengxian was the first to bring people over. He came in a hurry, and he didn't care if his hair crown was loose. Seven or eight disciples of Yunyan Sect followed behind him. Some disciples didn't have their swords in their sheaths. The one who broke in was followed by some disciples of the Qin family who were catching up.

The people who came over saw the mess, and they were all stunned. Qin Zhao passed out on the ground, and the Demon King Sword was left beside him. Yu Sheng was dressed in a mess, covered in dust, and there was a trace of blood on his mouth. He smiled. , the voice was a little hoarse: "Sect Master Wen, it's a bit late——"

"This..." Wen Chengxian knelt down and helped Qin Zhao up: "Xiao Zhao! Xiao Zhao!"

The people around gathered more and more, and the disciple of the Qin family who came to report found the steward in the crowd: "Senior brother, there are people from several sects outside the mountain gate, clamoring to come in, what should I do?"

"Let them all come in." Wen Chengxian raised his head, looked at the lost spirit stones all over the floor, and sighed deeply: "After all, he committed a crime..."

When the words fell to the ground, Qin Zhao opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up all of a sudden, only to see Wen Chengxian next to him: "Uncle? Why do you..."

As he said that, he saw the damaged magic circle everywhere, countless whispering monks around, and the demonic energy in the air that had almost completely dissipated.

The huge feast he had prepared for the demons ended just after the banquet started...

Wen Chengxian stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and asked softly, "Did you do all of this?"

Qin Zhao clenched his hand on the ground into a fist, his brows were somewhat gloomy.

"Yes."

Wen Chengxian paused for a moment, then turned around and looked down at him: "Then do you know what's wrong?"

Qin Zhao raised his head suddenly: "What's wrong with me? I'll do what you dare not do! I helped the cultivation world get rid of the big worry of the demons. Where did I go wrong?!"

There was a clear "pop", and the surrounding crowd fell silent.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at the two of them, only to see Wen Chengxian slowly put down his hands, and his voice had never been so indifferent: "You Qin clan and the demon clan have never had any enmity for generations. What do you want to do by killing them?"

Qin Zhao lowered his head and covered half of his face, unable to see his expression clearly: "The demons... I will kill them if I kill them."

"It's a good one to kill. Today you took the lives of the demons in the world. Tomorrow, do you still want the entire cultivation world to be grateful to you and bow down to you?"

"I..." Qin Zhao stood up slowly: "I just want to take back the status that the Qin family deserves... Uncle, you know that the human heart is the dirtiest thing in the world, and it can only be suppressed and restrained. They can restrain themselves, and I am willing to be the one who controls them."

"What about you?" Wen Chengxian looked at him calmly.

"Me? I don't care, it's dirty."

Wen Chengxian looked at him for a long time, and then said: "I am ashamed of your parents' entrustment, and failed to teach you well, come here."

Qin Zhao grinned: "Uncle, you and I are both the masters of the clan, what can you do to me?"

"You dug out many spiritual stone mines in the human world without authorization, causing the human beings to die. I can't do anything, but what you violated is the rules set by the entire cultivation. When the time comes, hundreds of schools will make their own decisions-I will no longer protect you gone."

"I'm afraid the demons will come to you soon. How many innocent lives you have killed, everything will be recorded in your merit book. If you don't want to fall into a sea of ​​blood and purgatory after death, you should practice hard. The road ahead... ...You have to walk on your own."

Hundreds of monks surrounded Qin Zhao. He was stunned for a while, watching Wen Chengxian turn and leave. The crowd parted to the two sides and slowly closed again.

"and many more."

Qin Zhao pushed his way out of the crowd regardless of the obstacles of the monks around him: "Uncle——!"

Outside the crowd, Wen Chengxian paused, without turning his head.

Qin Zhao was blocked in the crowd by Yun Yanzong and other disciples. Regardless of the weapons in front of him, he shouted loudly: "I know I was wrong, uncle, come back!"

Countless sharp sword blades were pointed at Qin Zhao, and Qin Zhao stared blankly at Wen Chengxian's figure disappearing, replaced by countless guarded, fearful, disgusted gazes.

"I know I was wrong..." Qin Zhao murmured.

Suddenly, he saw a figure out of place in the crowd——Yu Sheng standing on the periphery, talking to a few disciples of Huanqi Palace and the heads of other sects who rushed over, with indifferent eyes and a smile on the corner of his mouth , Qin Zhao waved away the crowd and walked a few steps there: "You—"

Yu Sheng turned his head, as if thinking of something, with a wave of his hand, a sign flew over and was caught by Qin Zhao.

"Huanqi Palace has taken over the Rakshasa sword. Please put a seal on it and put it in a box. I will take it with me when I leave." Yu Sheng's words came to Qin Zhao's ears.

Qin Zhao: "How dare you take over this sword? You obviously..."

"Hush——" Yu Sheng walked over from the separated crowd, showing a hypocritical smile at Qin Zhao: "Sect Master Qin, you activated the eight-member formation without authorization, and you still want to stop me alone, regardless of the lives of the world." The younger generation silenced—"

He nodded his heart: "Your palm, the younger generation will not pursue it. I hope Sect Master Qin can also hold your hand high, don't worry too much."

"Sect Master Qin, please."

A dozen monks from the immortal sect who rushed over looked at Qin Zhao, and said in unison: "Sect Master Qin, please—"

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Xi Feiluan was drowsy in the corner of the empty hall, the noise outside leveled off and then rose again, he didn't dare to look outside, and after an unknown amount of time, the sun gradually set, just when he thought he was about to When it was forgotten, the sound of footsteps sounded again.

He squinted, the empty hall in front of him was pitch black, and a faint moonlight reflected through the crack of the opened door. Yu Sheng walked in and called softly, "Brother?"

"——Have they left?" Xi Feiluan rubbed his eyes, looked up to a small window above his head, through the crack of the window, he saw that there was no one on the flat ground outside—the Rakshasa sword was gone.

"They're all gone—Qin Zhao was also taken away, senior brother, come out, let's go back."

"Hmm..." Xi Feiluan supported the wall and stood up. His legs and arms were a little numb after being nestled here for a long time.

"Where are you going back?" Xi Feiluan's calves were trembling: "Is that the small wooden house by the mountain?"

"Then don't tie me up again."

"...I'm afraid it won't work there recently." Yu Sheng came over, put his arms around his waist to help him stand still, then lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "Come back to Huanqi Palace with me?"

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