Master, he holds the villain script

As soon as he walked out of Mo Lanjin, he saw Bai Luochen standing at the door.

Before Mo Lanjin had time to call him, he saw Bai Luochen's fox eyes, like sharp knives, scraping straight across his lips, and Mo Lanjin was so startled that he quickly pursed his red lips.

"Master, come here." Bai Luochen waved.

Bai Luochen's tone was a bit cold, and Mo Lanjin couldn't help feeling that the two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time, and their relationship had become much more distant.

But the two clearly discussed together yesterday.

Mo Lanjin felt that Bai Luochen's mood was not right, so he hurried to Bai Luochen's side, but just as he walked in front of Bai Luochen with his front foot, Bai Luochen pulled his shoulder with his back foot, and turned his body into the arms.

"Uncle, didn't you say martial arts competitions to recruit relatives?" Bai Luochen narrowed his fox eyes slightly, and stretched out his hand to call out the spirit sword.

Although Mo Lanjin has never been able to summon the holy sword of the demon clan, he has seen many murals in the days of the demon palace, and the demon sword in the paintings is very similar to the demon sword held by Bai Luochen.

The body of the sword was filled with black air, and it was so heavy that people could only see a little bloody light from inside. A bright red Bana flower was carved at the junction of the body of the sword and the hilt, with two petals facing the body of the sword and the rest facing the The hilt of the sword exudes a dark purple red.

When Mu Yongge saw the sword, his expression was slightly stunned, and within a moment, Mu Yongge's eyes were scarlet and his brows were wrinkled.

"Who are you? Why is this sword in your hand?" Mu Yongge just finished speaking.

Bai Luochen swung his sword and pinched the curse to transform into ten sword clones, each sword pointing straight at Mu Yongge.

Swinging down with one hand, ten swords were fired together, flying towards Mu Yongge with red light like arrows.

"What do you think?" Bai Luochen jumped onto the cypress tree with Mo Lanjin in his arms, shaking the branches and leaves trembling.

Mu Yongge waved the enchantment to knock down the sword shadows one by one, but the sword shadows were gone, and the real sword was still there. Mu Yongge touched it a few times, but was forced to back away by the sword, digging a deep hole in the sand .

The disciples who heard the movement went up the mountain one after another to check the situation.

Bai Luochen stood tall with Mo Lanjin, so when the disciple first arrived, he could only see Mu Yongge who summoned his spirit sword to resist desperately.

"What happened?" The disciples looked at each other.

Nobody knows what happened.

It wasn't until someone saw Bai Luochen and Mo Lanjin standing on the cypress tree that they faintly realized that something was wrong.

"Didn't you just finish the competition in the morning? Why are you fighting again now?" A disciple's voice stirred up waves.

"It seems that the master didn't win, could it be that he is not reconciled..."

"Why are you not reconciled? It is clear that the master won, and then that kid Mo Lanjin cheated the master!"

For a while, the disciples had different opinions, and they still insisted that their views were correct.

Bai Luochen put his index fingers together, and gradually called out the spirit sword that was pressing on Mu Yongge's body. Just when Mu Yongge breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Bai Luochen sneer, and separated the spirit sword again. For a moment, the sword shadow was more than ten times more than the original one.

Mu Yongge was stabbed into the body by the sword shadow with black air, the blood oozed out, turned out the red meat, and the golden air wrapped the spirit sword and exploded in all directions, causing dust to fly and confused All eyes.

Mu Yongge's handsome face was slashed a few times by the sword shadow, and his fair skin immediately turned red, flowing down uncontrollably, and the flying black hair stuck to it, pulling the wound and causing pain .

With red eyes, he looked up at the blue clothes on the cypress tree, his white teeth gritted with hatred.

He is too familiar with this move...

He is clearly the Demon Lord.

Mu Yongge waved his hand and knocked the sword shadow away, but was accidentally pierced through his arm by the sword, and the blade spun down, almost cutting off his entire arm before he would stop.

"Chant!"

Xie Leshan suddenly appeared, saw bones exposed on Mu Yongge's arm, and blood splattered everywhere, Dang even waved his sleeves to pull off the sword shadow, and after destroying the rest of the sword shadows, he hurried forward and hugged Mu Yongge.

After losing blood, Mu Yongge's lips were pale, only the inner part was red.

Seeing Xie Leshan approaching, Mu Yongge couldn't hold on any longer, and passed out as soon as he swallowed his eyes.

The moment Bai Luochen saw Xie Leshan, he took the spirit sword back into his hand.

After Xie Leshan entrusted Mu Yongge to the disciples beside him, he looked up at the person on the cypress tree.

"Bai Luochen, come down with your disciples, I have something to say to you." Xie Leshan had a serious face.

Hearing this, Mo Lanjin hurriedly pulled Bai Luochen's robe.

Bai Luochen turned his head and glanced at him, then took the man down, and flying down with the man in his arms, Bai Luochen released Mo Lanjin's dumb acupoint.

Mo Lanjin, who was able to speak, was not only excited but also afraid.

The moment he saw Bai Luochen attacking Mu Yongge, Mo Lanjin's brain was buzzing, and he called out before thinking too much, telling Bai Luochen to stop, but Bai Luochen not only didn't listen to him , On the contrary, he also tapped his Ya acupoint.

Mo Lanjin tried desperately to think about it, but Bai Luochen held him back and held him in his arms.

At first, Mo Lanjin thought that Bai Luochen was just a poor person who was abandoned by the devil, but as he continued to understand, he found that the truth was not the case.

And the master is very likely to be the scum of two boats!

Thinking of this, the sympathy in Mo Lanjin's heart disappeared without a trace.

"Let's go to Qingyun Immortal Palace." Xie Leshan looked at Mo Lanjin's red lips and shook his head helplessly.

Qingyun Immortal Palace...

Xie Leshan led the people in and closed the door.

"Sit whatever you want." Xie Leshan waved his sleeves.

Bai Luochen nodded, and forced Mo Lanjin to sit beside him.

"Mo Lanjin, what do you want?" Xie Leshan poured tea and handed it to Mo Lanjin.

Bai Luochen looked at the hand that Mo Lanjin took, and smiled mockingly, "Master, what do you mean? Is it Master's dowry?"

Xie Leshan withdrew his hand for a moment, his face was a little ugly, "No, your master can't become a Taoist partner with you."

"Why? It was you who kept saying that the martial arts contest was the one to recruit relatives." Bai Luochen's words were a little aggressive, which made Xie Leshan's face extremely ugly.

"Your spirit sword." Xie Leshan looked at Bai Luochen's hand, "Do you cultivate demons?"

Bai Luochen had expected it.

"Demon?" Bai Luochen sneered.

Mo Lanjin looked down at the tea in the cup, her heart was beating so fast that it was about to fly out of her chest.

What to do, Master was found to have demonic energy.

Is he about to burp?

Reading this, Mo Lanjin couldn't help sweating on his forehead, his fingers trembling.

"It's just a trick to change the color of spiritual power." Bai Luochen turned his finger lightly, and the golden spiritual power that was attracted gradually turned black under his fingers.

"And the Spirit Sword..."

Bai Luochen raised his eyebrows, looking extremely arrogant.

"Don't you recognize the wooden sword master? It's a wooden thing I brought from the secret cabinet of the priest uncle." Bai Luochen called out the spirit sword, but this time it was not surrounded by black air, revealing the wooden marks inside .

"My cultivation level is low, and I can't summon the spirit sword yet, so I beat Rong Yu with my bare hands, and used my hand as a blade to fight against Uncle Priest..."

Bai Luochen threw the wooden sword in his hand in front of Xie Leshan.

"Uncle Master, if you don't believe me, you can see for yourself." Bai Luochen put his hands on his chin, picked it up when Xie Leshan didn't pick it up.

It's just that as soon as he held the hilt in his hand, the wooden sword changed its appearance in the next second, and the surrounding magic energy made people suspect that he had practiced magic cultivation.

"Oh, why is there such a heavy demonic energy? I didn't make it up." Bai Luochen held the wooden sword and turned to look at Mo Lanjin, "Master, come and get it, and see if it's the wooden sword that's already there. Yes, it’s still a disciple’s introduction.”

When Mo Lanjin heard him calling himself, she reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

It's just that the hilt of the sword was held by Mo Lanjin.For a while, the devilish energy lingering on the sword became more and more intense, so that the blood light could not be seen.

Mo Lanjin's eyes widened.

At first he thought that Bai Luochen was fooling Xie Leshan, but now that he looked at it, he was afraid that there was something wrong with the wooden sword, not Bai Luochen.

Thinking of this Mo Lanjin felt a little more at ease.

Fortunately, it was not found.

Just when Mo Lanjin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the devilish energy on the sword suddenly merged into a menacing stream and ran towards Mo Lanjin's lips, piercing into his mouth.

"Huh?" Bai Luochen snorted softly, and took the wooden sword from Mo Lanjin's hand, and the devilish energy disappeared.

"Master, why did the devilish energy come into your mouth? Could it be that your lips are also stained with devilish energy?" Bai Luochen looked puzzled.

There is magic on the lips?

Mo Lanjin touched her swollen lips bitten by Mu Yongge suspiciously.

"Only the same devil energy can be brought together, Master, who kissed you?" Bai Luochen hurriedly held Mo Lanjin's hands.

Mo Lanjin was taken aback by him, water splashed out of the teacup he was holding.

who kissed him...

Shepherd chant!

Mo Lanjin's red lips parted slightly, his eyes were full of shock, but before he could say Mu Yongge's name, Xie Leshan interrupted sharply, "Stop it!"

Bai Luochen raised his left lip, extremely contemptuous, he let go of Mo Lanjin, turned his head to look at Xie Leshan, and immediately lowered Yang Zuo's lips, with an innocent face.

"Why didn't you say it? Could it be that Uncle Master knows who the real Demon Cultivator is?" Bai Luochen covered his mouth in surprise, turned his fox eyes, and pretended to suddenly realize, "Could it be Uncle Priest?"

"Shut up!" Xie Leshan almost jumped up, but due to his status as an elder, Xie Leshan couldn't stand up directly to embarrass his back.

Xie Leshan had scruples, but Bai Luochen did not.

Seeing Xie Leshan angry, Bai Luochen felt indescribably proud.

"Uncle Master's reaction should be correct. Also, Master doesn't like Uncle Priest, so it's inevitable that Uncle Priest will have demons in his heart." Bai Luochen sighed faintly.

"This can also understand why Master Uncle refuses to grant Master to me." Bai Luochen looked melancholy, "Then I will ask for Qingyunzhu."

Hearing the three words Qingyunzhu, the expression on Xie Leshan's face instantly froze.

"What do you want this for?" Xie Leshan asked inquiringly.

Bai Luochen stretched out his hand and looked at his fingers, "Play around, if Master likes it, hit the right pendant."

Bai Luochen turned to look at Mo Lanjin, "Does Master like pendants?"

Asked by Bai Luochen, Mo Lanjin's expression froze, and he turned his head to look at Xie Leshan, and found that the latter had a dark face, so he quickly shook his head.

"If you don't like it, then the Night Pearl Envoy will also be..."