sun and moon return

Shen Xing's eyes were firm, without any fear, he retracted his short sword and raised his long knife, and moved in the sand and stones, cutting off the hand of the Canglong like a bolt of lightning, splitting all the dead trees against the moonlight, and went straight to the cold moon.

Zheli reappeared, Chixin pointed at Shen Xing, Shen Xing slashed with his floating knife, Zheli greeted him with Chixin, sank an inch into the ground, but was still not hurt, he raised his sword to fight back.

Shen Xing turned his head sideways, and saw that there was another blue dragon behind him, roaring with a huge mouth, infatuated with the power of the mountains and forests, slashed twice with the floating knife, and shattered the blue dragon.

When Shen Xing landed, he stopped his momentum, and when Zheli saw it, he also stopped his mood, only to feel his hands tremble.

As expected of a Ba Dao and his ilk, this Dao Qi is as stable and majestic as a mountain, and ordinary people can't handle it at all.

Shen Xing's eyes rarely showed some approval. Among the juniors, there are very few people who can take over his floating saber. In terms of body skills alone, Zheli is no longer an ordinary generation.

Putting aside his infatuation, Zheli rubbed his wrists and walked in front of Shen Xing, complaining: "Uncle Shi, you are too ruthless."

Shen Xing stared at him for a while, then said, "There is progress."

Zhe Li couldn't help laughing, and sat down on the grass again, but Shen Xing didn't leave, stood for a while, and then sat down: "Why didn't you use fire spells?"

Sure enough, he still saw it.

Shen Xing looked at Zheli suspiciously: "Earth and wood are not your specialties."

Zheli squeezed his wrist and smiled: "The last time I lured Luocheng into the bait, I was plotted against. My spiritual root was destroyed once. Later, the master recast it for me. The fire root...is gone for now."

Shen Xing looked at him in surprise.

Recast spiritual roots?Shen Xing grabbed Zheli's wrist.

After he let go of his hand and remained silent for a moment, he slowly convinced himself: "I didn't expect that there is really a way to reshape."

After finishing speaking, he sighed again: "Only the master can do it."

The two sat for a while, Shen Xing asked: "Is your mind better?"

Zhe Li looked at him with a smile: "It's much better, thank you, Uncle." He looked at Shen Xing, and asked, "What's on Uncle's mind?"

Shen Xing looked back at him, but didn't speak.

"Master, who is the person you trust the most? Is it Master Baishan?" Zheli suddenly asked while looking at the dark night.

Shen Xing didn't answer right away, and only after a while did he say "hmm".

"If Master Baishan lied to you about one thing, would you blame him?"

Shen Xing thought for a while: "He has his own reasons."

Zheli looked at Shen Xing, with no hesitation in that firm expression.

"Then will you ask?"

Shen Xing frowned, and gave Zheli a strange look: "Maybe."

"What if he insists on not telling you?"

"He has his own reasons." Shen Xing still frowned, looking at Zheli, "I believe him." He looked at Zheli suspiciously, "Don't you believe him?"

Zheli shook his head again and again: "I naturally believe in Master Baishan..."

"I mean the person who lied to you, you don't trust him?"

Zhe Li was dumb, he opened his mouth, but he seemed unable to say anything.

Foshi Mountain purifies mountain spirits, Xiaojiawan deals with Luojian disciples, Qitan Village pursues Xiaolan, southeast dense forest fights with trolls, crosses the boundary bridge in the void, subdues cold dragons, and rebuilds spiritual roots. don't trust him...

At the moment of life and death, the master has always protected him with his body. Every time I look back, I feel at ease when I see him. If so, how can he not trust him?

"Uncle, thank you." Zheli got up, looked at the vast night sky, and sighed, "You are right."

Saying goodbye to Shen Xing and returning to Zhiyi Garden, just as Zhe Li entered the courtyard, Yun Ya ran over wheezingly and jumped into his arms.

From the other end of its path, Feidao stood up: "Are you back?"

Zheli hugged Yunya, across the pavilion, he smiled: "Yeah."

Zheli carried Yun Ya back to the room, after a moment of hesitation, Feidao came to Zheli's door: "You...don't ask?"

Zheli looked up at Feidao: "Master, do you want to talk?"

Of course I don't want to.Feidao avoided Zheli's gaze, he didn't know what to say, and he didn't know how to say it.After all, the consequence of Zheli knowing the truth is something he cannot bear.

Zheli smiled again: "Master, if you don't want to say it, don't say it." He put Yunya on the bed, got up and walked in front of Feidao, "When Master wants to say something, it's not too late to tell me."

"I believe in you, even... when no one else believes in you, I will stand by your side."

He said those words almost without thinking, Feidao looked up at Zheli, with a faint smile, but the seriousness in his eyes was hard to ignore.

As solemn as a promise.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Feidao looked away first, his heart was in a mess, like a mess, and there was a throbbing heart hidden in the mess.

A scorching pain came from his arm, Feidao nodded and left in a hurry.

When he returned to his room and rolled up his sleeves, he saw curse marks winding around. For some reason, the attacks had become more frequent recently.

At the same time, Yun Bai and Luo Ming followed Feng Chan back to Fengxia. As soon as Feng Chan landed, he hurriedly called Sheng Shuli: "Take an inventory of the disciples under the sect, and follow me into the demon world in two days."

Sheng Shuli was a little surprised, why did he go to Qingwu, and things changed so much?

Passing Feng Chan, Sheng Shuli took a look at Yun Bai.

"Why are you still standing there?!" Feng Chan shouted violently.

"Yes, disciple will go right away." Sheng Shuli quickly bowed his head and took the order to leave.

"Feng Chan, sending troops to the Demon Realm is not a small matter, and now we only have four factions, we still need to think long-term..." Yun Bai persuaded.

Feng Chan turned around: "The four factions still can't deal with a mere demon world?"

Yun Bai smiled and said: "The four factions can deal with the Demon Realm, but they still need a magic weapon to survive all battles."

"You mean?" Feng Chan glanced at Yun Bai.

"Tianye Yaofang." Yun Bai's eyes sparkled, "As long as you get Tianye Yaofang, let alone the mere demon world, what's the difficulty in reorganizing the six sects and being the only one in the world?"

Feng Chan narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned his back: "Then according to what you mean, you need to step down the green grass first?"

Yun Bai laughed and said: "Then Le Feidao is so obstinate and indomitable, is it possible that he is still waiting for him to borrow Tianye Yaofang from us?"

Feng Chan's heart sank, and he had other calculations in his mind: "The Qingwu school has been established for hundreds of years, how can it be said that it can be moved?"

"But now that they have separated from the six factions and are alone, are you afraid that we can't deal with them?" Yun Bai said.

Feng Chan didn't say anything.

Although he hated Qingsheng to death, he was cared by Qingsheng since he was a child, and he loved his master and apprentice, so he couldn't accept that Qingsheng passed on the position of the six sects to the young and ignorant Le Feidao, and now he is asked to lead the army to conquer Qingwu, Qingsheng's golden body is still in Qingwu, how dare he, and Le Feidao is really superhuman in understanding and powerful, so how much energy will be wasted in rushing forward?

Thinking of this, Feng Chan gritted his teeth and hated again.

Poor Wen He, who was murdered by Jian Yun at a young age, how could he bear it? !

"You don't need to waste this energy." Feng Chan turned around with a gloomy face, "I will fight against the Demon World with me in three days, you should also go back and prepare, and notify Jinyu by the way."

Yun Bai saw that Feng Chan had already made a decision, and the hostility in his eyes disappeared in a flash, but he still smiled and said: "In that case, then I'll go back and prepare."

Yun Bai turned his back, the smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and he glanced at Luo Ming: "Don't bother Master Feng Chan here, go back and make preparations."

Luo Ming bowed to Feng Chan and followed Yun Bai away.

When the two left the Fengxia Mountain Range, Yun Bai's face darkened, and he said viciously: "You don't have to drink a toast, and you don't have to drink fine wine. Since he is in such a hurry to go to the Demon Realm to die, I don't have to stop him."

Luo Ming asked respectfully, "What preparations do you need me to make?"

Yun Bai glanced at Luo Ming, very satisfied with his attitude, after a while he squeezed his beard and smiled: "I see it well, you are really a transparent person."

Luo Ming bowed: "It's your good vision."

"Why didn't you go to seek refuge with Feng Chan, but chose to seek refuge with me?" Yun Bai narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Ming.

Even if Luo Ming didn't raise his head, he could still see the scrutiny and temptation in Yun Bai's eyes. He didn't dare to underestimate the old fox in front of him. After all, Yun Bai was the one who rewrote the head of Luo Zan with just one sentence.

This question is really hard to answer.

The fox's seven-orifice mind understands people's hearts best.

"I just intuit that you are the one who really wants to do great things." Luo Ming lowered his head, looking very cute.

Yun Bai stroked his beard and looked at Luo Ming with a squinting smile, and said for a while, "Then you should follow me to do great things."

Luo Ming nodded in agreement.

"I remember that after you became the head of the sect, Luo Jian still had some unharmonious voices," Yun Bai said.

"It is true that there are still some dissatisfied people." Luo Ming replied.

Yun Bai stroked his beard: "It just so happens that there is this opportunity for them to make contributions?"

Yun Bai said with a chuckle, and then drifted away after speaking.

When Yun Bai walked away, Luo Ming straightened his waist and looked indifferently at the direction Yun Bai was going away.

Looking back on the days when Luocheng died, Xiang Guan was arrogant, full of benevolence and morality, and eliminated harm for the people, thinking that if he climbed up to Fengchan, he really gained power.

And he really saw it well. Although Feng Chan was like a lion, he seemed to be in command of the six factions, but in fact he was strong on the outside but on the inside, and the man standing behind him, groveling and wearing a clown mask, was the real ruthless one.

Under that funny and cowardly mask, there is endless hatred, ruthlessness, and insidiousness hidden.

Playing with people's hearts is Yun Bai's forte.

He Ming flew slowly to Luozan.

In the dark dungeon, Xiang Guan's hands and feet were locked, and he huddled weakly in a corner.He Ming stood in the dark looking at him quite amusedly, then smiled.

The next day, the order to send troops came to Jinhe, and Jinyu was so angry that he crushed the letter to pieces.

Jinhe was injured just now, so how could he send troops to attack the Demon Realm?

"Master." Jiang Yiran came in from the outside and saluted Jinyu, she just heard that Qingwu and Handan had withdrawn from the Six Sects, after the news spread, everyone had different thoughts and had many speculations.

Jinyu leaned on the tea table and covered her forehead, closed her eyes, she seemed very tired: "You are here."

Jiang Yiran turned behind Jinyu, stretched out her hand to gently massage the master: "Master, you went to Qingwu, what happened?"