Improper Master of Transmigration

"Mu Zijian, Mu Zibian!"

Yin Nanmo, who rushed to the scene of the accident at the first time, yelled Mu Zilian's name frantically. There were still several disciples lying on the ground. It seemed that the person who did the attack was a killer.

Chu Yuheng's room was on fire, and outside the room were the corpses of several disciples who remained in the Xiuzhen Sect. Mu Zilian's whereabouts were unknown, and it was not known whether he was in the raging fire or was taken away.

In the current situation, how could Yin Nanmo care that he couldn't use his cultivation right now, so he closed his eyes and concentrated all his energy, and forcibly broke through the seal that Shan Yunyin had sealed his cultivation in order to recover from his injury.

"Master, you can't use your cultivation, I'll do it, I'll do it."

Ding Chang'an quickly stopped Yin Nanmo who wanted to use his cultivation. Although the burning of Chu Yuheng's residence was arranged by himself, he must not let his master do anything else just because of a situation where he is not sure whether Mu Zijian is in or not. .

"Go away!"

Yin Nanmo's thoughts now are that Mu Zilian might be in the fire, and he can't let him have any accidents, and he hasn't told him all his feelings for him, and he hasn't even explained to him about the hairpin.

After pushing Ding Chang'an away, Yin Nanmo began to use his cultivation to extinguish the fire that was obviously wrong.

Seeing him like this, Ding Changan couldn't just stand by like this, he could only use his own cultivation to help Yin Nanmo put out the fire.

After the fire was extinguished, Yin Nanmo staggered, and Ding Chang'an stretched out his hand to help him, before he stood still, but blood was already overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"division……"

Before Ding Chang'an could say his worried words, Yin Nanmo rushed to Chu Yuheng's room where only the frame was burned.

"Mu Zijian! Mu Zibian!"

Raising his hand, he just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and Yin Nanmo immediately went to see if Mu Zijian was in the house.

In Yin Nanmo's heart, he hoped that Mu Zijian would be here, but he also didn't want him to be here, but no matter what, he only hoped that he would be safe and sound.

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In the corner of the room, Yin Nanmo found Mu Zijian sitting there with his eyes open. Apart from his blank expression, he didn't seem to be hurt.

Hearing someone calling his name, seeing someone rushing towards him with a worried face, and feeling being hugged by someone, Mu Zi, who had experienced the fire, immediately lost his defense.

"Is something wrong? Is there any injury?"

Yin Nanmo hugged him tightly, as if he was afraid that the intact person in front of him would disappear in smoke if he let go.

"Shen He, it's Shen He."

After calming down for a long time, Mu Zijian said to humanity who was hugging him.

When I came back from the head, I thought about it and went to Chu Yuheng's room, just to see if I could find anything else.

But when he was focusing on finding clues, he heard the sound of fighting from outside, and when he walked to the door, he saw Shen He who was red-eyed.

Just as Mu Zijian was about to run, he was stopped in the sea of ​​flames by Shen He who stretched out his hand and waved.

The fire was obviously caused by his cultivation, even if Mu Zijian wanted to run away, he couldn't do it, so he could only hold on as much as possible and wait until someone came to save him.

However, just when he was about to be unable to support himself, Mu Zilian felt a force surrounding him, separating himself from the fire. If not, Mu Zilian would never have been able to wait for Yin Nanmo to arrive.

"Okay, I get it, I get it, just leave it to me."

Yin Nanmo softly comforted the person in his arms, and did not forget to pat him on the back to comfort him.

After carrying him out of the completely burned room, Qin Jian and Zhao Yangshu were already standing outside the door, both of them looked unhappy.

"How is it? Is Zijian injured?"

Seeing that the person was carried out, Qin Jian hurried forward to check the situation.

"No injuries, but may have been a little frightened."

Seeing that Zhao Yangshu also came up to see Mu Zilian's situation, Yin Nanmo subconsciously took Mu Zilian and moved a step aside, not wishing that he would meet the person in his arms.

Zhao Yangshu is also a sensible person, and he can see what Yin Nanmo means by this, and he is not interested in what to do with Mu Zixuan.

"Shen He, it's him, it's Shen He."

The two people standing nearby heard Mu Zijian's whispering voice. Shen He, who he had been talking about, was naturally the leader of these things tonight.

"Qin Jian, are you still protecting such a person? Look at your corpse lying on the ground."

Zhao Yangshu taunted Qin Jian in a strange way, Zhao Yangshu was extremely disdainful of how he protected Shen He just like Yin Nanmo did.

"He is from our Yuyin Mountain."

Even if he knew that Shen He was the murderer, he should leave it to him to deal with. How could he let such a person who killed Chu Yuheng let him go, let alone hand him over to Zhao Yangshu.

"Yes, he was from your Yuyin Mountain, an immortal master from your Yuyin Mountain, and the person you liked died at the hands of the person you mentioned in Yuyin Mountain."

Zhao Yangshu gritted his teeth and grabbed Qin Jian's collar, wishing he could kill this Yuyinshan man who opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut right now.

I didn't see him protecting Chu Yuheng like this before, but now that the murderer has been found out, it's fine if he doesn't kill him to avenge Chu Yuheng, but he even told himself that he is from Yuyin Mountain, and he is not allowed to Come to avenge Chu Yuheng.

He is the head of Yuyin Mountain, a decent family, but he is not like him, he is a villain, he is the villain they shouted to kill, and he doesn't have as many concerns as Qin Jian if he wants to kill someone.

"Zhao Yangshu! Let go!"

Yin Nanmo held Mu Zi in his arms, he didn't have any extra hands to stop Zhao Yangshu's movements, so he could only stop him with words.

"Yin Nanmo, people who hold you well, don't force me to do anything to you."

For Yin Nanmo's words to stop him, Zhao Yangshu turned his head and stared at him viciously.

What he was holding was his own head, so Yin Nanmo naturally couldn't let him treat Qin Jian like this.

After glancing at Mu Zijian and comforting him with his eyes, he put him down from his arms and asked Ding Chang'an who was standing beside him to help him.

Even if Ding Chang'an is unwilling, this is the head of the sect and his master is there, so he has to support him, let alone do what he always wanted to do at this time.

"Zhao Yangshu, let go."

Yin Nanmo, who had put down his muzi title, raised a hand to grab Zhao Yangshu's hand that was holding onto Qin Jian's collar, and used all his strength to make him let go.

Because he had already used his cultivation when he couldn't use it just now, and forcibly broke Shan Yunyin's seal, so it is impossible for Yin Nanmo to be Zhao Yangshu's opponent now, and Zhao Yangshu has also noticed his weakness.

"Yin Nanmo, do you have to fight against me?"

Looking at Yin Nanmo who was pinching him with one hand, Zhao Yangshu withdrew one hand, but hit him with a palm.

Yin Nanmo frowned slightly, but this palm didn't hit Yin Nanmo, but Ding Chang'an.

Originally, Ding Changan thought that if Zhao Yangshu was ruthless, then he could use the excuse that Mu Zilian was worried about Master rushing out by himself, so that Mu Zilian would die in Zhao Yangshu's hands, so that he would not have to worry about Mu Zijian You may think of something that is not good for you.

But Ding Chang'an still chose to block it by himself, because if Zhao Yangshu hadn't been cruel to his master, then he would definitely be hated by the master even more. Instead of this, it would be better for his master to take care of his injured self because of guilt.

So after weighing the balance, Ding Chang'an immediately blocked Yin Nanmo with the fastest speed of his cultivation.

"It's a protector."

Zhao Yangshu didn't care that this palm didn't hit Yin Nanmo.

Ding Chang'an was facing Yin Nanmo, seeing the blood dripping from the corners of his apprentice's mouth after defending him from the attack, and even trying to smile at him, the anger in Yin Nanmo's heart immediately surged.

"Zhao Yangshu!"

"Forget it, I'll give you some time. If I haven't seen Shen He in the evil domain before the Immortal Cultivation Conference, then I guarantee that you will have a different Immortal Cultivation Conference than before."

After saying this, Zhao Yangshu turned into a cloud of black mist and left Yuyin Mountain.

Seeing someone hurt his apprentice, he would leave. If Qin Jian hadn't stopped him, Yin Nanmo would even have wanted to chase him.

"Forget it, let's see how he is. Yun Yin is not in the mountain, and his apprentice doesn't know if he can be treated."

Of course Qin Jian also wanted to settle accounts with Zhao Yangshu, but with the current situation in the sect, Yin Nanmo's injury is not healed, the key is to deal with these.

As for Zhao Yangshu, he would one day have to fight him to the death.

"Master, Master, your, your injury."

I have been injured like this, and I am still concerned about the injury my master suffered because of forcibly using his cultivation base.

Mu Zixian had already come to his senses, and he was actually planning to rush over just now, but how could he help Yin Nanmo block it in the first place without his cultivation.

"I'll send him to the Medicine Cultivation Sect first, and you take care of Zilian."

Seeing Yin Nanmo bending over to take Ding Chang'an to the Medicine Cultivation School, Qin Jian said.

The reason I didn't fight Zhao Yangshu just now was because I felt that I had no face to say anything in front of him, so although Ding Chang'an helped his master to block it, in the final analysis, he actually blocked it for himself.

"I'll send him there, the head can ask him about what happened just now."

Yin Nanmo didn't stop bending over to hug Ding Chang'an, on the contrary, he handed over the title of Mu Zi to the head.

Seeing the back of Yin Nanmo leaving with his arms in his arms, Qin Jian turned around and looked at Mu Zixian behind him, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Master, master, respected master, you, you also have to pay back, you still have injuries, don't, give me... don't give me your true energy."

Knowing that Yin Nanmo was channeling his true energy, Ding Chang'an hurriedly said to him.

In fact, it is worth it to me. The head of the sect said that just now, but my master still chose me. Doesn’t it prove that to Yin Nanmo, I am far more important than that Muzi title? up.

"Hold on."

Yin Nanmo didn't listen to him either, even though there was already blood in his mouth, Yin Nanmo swallowed it all in order not to worry Ding Chang'an.

Seeing Yin Nanmo who cared so much about him, Ding Chang'an stretched out his hand, wanting to help Master wipe off the blood that was not wiped off just now because he rushed into the fire to save people and used his cultivation, but before his hand touched him, he fell asleep passed.

"Go back to me first."

The two of them were silent for a while, Qin Jian saw that his group had asked someone to dispose of the surrounding corpses first, and then he said to Mu Zi who had been standing there without speaking or moving.

"it is good."

To be honest, logically speaking, I shouldn’t care about the choice Yin Nanmo made after the headmaster said that sentence just now, but after watching him leave with Ding Changan in his arms, Mu Zilian felt uncontrollable and uncomfortable .