When the devil

There is not only a contract between Wei Ling and Xia Zhou, but also a name connection. He is the person who understands Xia Zhou's habits and demon nature best.Therefore, he believed that Xia Zhou would not pretend to be mysterious and lurk in the Liuli Mountain, and he would not collude with the people from the Eastern Realm to murder Cang Lin by such despicable means.

But these thoughts are in the bottom of my heart after all, and there is no way to talk about it. Xia Zhou is a demon, and this alone is enough to deny his empty trust.

Silence weighed on his chest like a boulder, making him breathless.

Meng Lanzhou's face was ugly, and he said: "In the opinion of the immortal, it is not the evil monster beside you who caused the disaster, but the people in Liuli Mountain?"

Wei Ling was noncommittal.

Meng Lanzhou frowned, and asked: "Who is the most suspicious in Xianzun's heart?"

Wei Ling shook his head, his mind was in a mess and he had no time to sort out his thoughts.

Shen Hua coughed twice, and rescued Wei Ling: "Cang Lin is the God of the Glass Mountain, outsiders can't get close, so naturally they can't plot against it? Besides, the Glass Mountain has an inherent enchantment, the biggest possibility of attracting the enemy into the mountain is that there is an internal response in the mountain, elder , let’s appease them first, and then spend some time interrogating them one by one... Now everyone needs time to sort out their clues.”

Meng Lanzhou pointed at Wei Ling, gritted his teeth and said harshly, "In my opinion, he is the most suspicious person!"

"Elder! Impossible, Master walked with me and Uncle Cheng Yingjie all day today, how could..." Mochi finally recovered from his surprise.

Wei Ling had expected it a long time ago, and she was not shocked when she heard this remark.

Meng Lanzhou ignored Mo Chi's words and pressed on step by step: "Those evildoers keep saying that I, Liuli Mountain, and the evil emperor are in the same boat, who is it?"

He became angry and spoke hastily and impulsively.

"Weiling, you went through life and death for a Gu Xuancheng, and violated the mountain rules again and again. What happened? Not only did you fail to save Gu Xuancheng, you also ruined your reputation. Now even Cang Lin is giving you To be buried with you, ask yourself, what exactly are you doing for?"

Wei Ling pursed his lips tightly, with a distant expression on his face, Cang Lin's death scene flashed back and forth in his mind, and he couldn't stop no matter what.

"It sounds like you're bullying people." Xia Zhou took two steps forward and stood in front of Wei Ling. He tilted his head to look at Meng Lanzhou's rickety old body, and said with a smile, "How many people in the world knelt on Liuli during the war?" I beg for blessings at the foot of the mountain. Everyone stays on the mountain all day long, enjoying the title of immortal, and doing some things. How are you doing now? "

"Natural disasters are destiny, and man-made disasters are man-made. It's not something that Liulishan should meddle in." Meng Lanzhou retorted angrily.

Xia Zhou said: "According to what you said, if Liuli Mountain can't survive this catastrophe, it's not destiny?"

Wei Ling kept silent, with ringing in his ears, as if what they were arguing about had nothing to do with him.

Meng Lanzhou closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes full of desolation: "When will I allow you, the beast, to talk about the things in Liuli Mountain!"

Xia Zhou twitched the corners of his mouth, with a half-smile: "I'm too lazy to 'talk'. If I don't feel sorry for Ah Ling, I think it would be better for you to shut up forever."

He didn't hold back his killing intent at all, as if he could penetrate his body and directly stop the beating heart, and with a single thought, he could make everyone in front of him feel heart-wrenching and their souls fly away.

Not only Meng Lanzhou, Mo Chi and Shen Hua, but even Wei Ling standing behind was stunned by this murderous look.

Years of fighting experience stimulated Wei Ling's nerves, he almost didn't think about it, and stabbed the Wang Chuan in his hand towards Xia Zhou on a conditioned reflex.

Everything happened so fast that no one realized how it turned into the situation in front of them.

Xia Zhou trembled for a moment, before he looked down, the blood-red knife pierced his side, and the pain gradually faded away.

The eyes, which were full of arrogance just now, slowly covered with a thin frost.

Wei Ling seemed to be in a daze, and he was stunned for a long time before he regained his composure. Then he pulled out the sword, saw the blood on the sword, bright red and dazzling, and silently put the sword back into the sheath.

Meng Lanzhou gasped, clenched his crutch tightly, Shen Hua and Mo Chi also became vigilant, watching Xia Zhou's every move.

Just when everyone thought Xia Zhou would get angry, what was waiting was indescribable emotions in his eyes, like disappointment, but also like helplessness, like a wronged child stubbornly swallowing the difficulties in his heart.

But these were all flashed by, slowly sinking into the depths of his pupils like the dark night sea, and when he raised his face again, there was that frivolous and unruly smile again.

He said, "A Ling is really ruthless to me."

Wei Ling closed her eyes and said softly: "Today's matter has nothing to do with you, don't get involved anymore."

"Yes, yes, I'm nosy."

Xia Zhou sneered and backed away from Wei Ling.

Meng Lanzhou was still in a fighting posture, his eyes fixed on Xia Zhou, for fear of launching a counterattack. Fortunately, not long after, Xia Zhou dissipated the killing intent from his body, and with a flick of his hand, the wound on his waist and the blood on his sword turned into blood. The smoke and dust scattered, and the figure disappeared completely in the darkness.

The evil demon finally left, but the atmosphere fell to the bottom inexplicably.

"I have a contract with Wu Wu. I also said last time that I will take responsibility if he has any problems." Wei Ling said to Meng Lanzhou: "The catastrophe of Liuli Mountain is not over yet, and we still need support from the outside. Stay on the mountain... do your best to help, if the elder has any doubts, you can come to me anytime."

Meng Lanzhou saw that Wuwu retreated, and his voice softened accordingly: "You should explain clearly first, there is an enchantment in the town of Liuli Mountain, why did you come here before the enchantment was broken?"

"It's me." In front of the broken long steps in the main hall, Cheng Yingjie walked step by step: "Elder, I used the teleportation array hidden by my adoptive father."

Mochi's eyes lit up, as if seeing a savior: "Uncle Master!"

Cheng Yingjie said: "Elder, Fairy Yulan...the mountain is in chaos, I have ordered Ping Yangzong to go up the mountain to help, A Ling, he only wants to save Liuli Mountain, I don't think he has any evil intentions, there must be a misunderstanding... why don't you calm down... Let’s get through the hardest times.”

Meng Lanzhou looked at Cheng Yingjie, his eyes were full of helplessness.

Immediately afterwards, many disciples rushed into the door and hurriedly reported: "Elder!! There are still evil spirits wandering in the mountain! Most of the disciples are in urgent need of treatment! Besides, the knots and barriers are broken now... I don't know what's going on under the mountain, what's going on? Yes!"

Shen Hua got up quickly: "Bring all the injured disciples to the main hall!"

"Yes!"

Just as Wei Ling said, the catastrophe of Liuli Mountain is not completely over, and the disciples are still fighting bravely and struggling.

Meng Lanzhou let out a long sigh, and walked towards the outside of the hall.He was seriously injured, but he could only take care of the heavy burden first.

"Master, are you alright!" Mo Chi hurried to Wei Ling, frowning almost into twists.

Seeing his poor little apprentice, Wei Ling's tense expression finally softened a little, he touched Mochi's head, and said softly: "It's okay, save people first."

***

There was a heavy downpour at Chenshi, and the raindrops were as dense as silver needles. Layers of bloodstains were washed over and over again, but they couldn't wash away the cracks of different depths left around the main hall.

Many people in Liuli City came up to the mountain to help clean up the wreckage. Ordinary people are always so fragile. They don't see the barrier, they don't see the light of the sky, and they guessed that the auspicious beast has gone.They hugged each other and cried, kneeling on the steps drenched in the rain, praying to the boundless sky, as if there was only sorrow echoing in the world, and it fell mercilessly with the endless heavy rain.

Wei Ling completed the sedation of the dead disciple, and when she walked out of the palace gate, the sky was still dark, as if the long night would never pass, and the day would never come again.

Mochi wore a bamboo hat and waited in front of the corridor.

Unlike usual, today he was quiet and quiet. He had been there several hours ago, and when the passing disciples talked to him, he also said something hastily, and he didn't want to talk to anyone.

Wei Ling stared at him for a while and said, "Did you go to Shuiyue Pavilion these days?"

Mochi said: "Go, get some things."

Wei Ling asked, "How is Xia Zhou's injury?"

Mochi said: "He's a 梼杌, it's okay to get hurt a little bit." He stared at the thin water sliding down the eaves: "It's just that when you stabbed him, it didn't kill his flesh and blood, but his flesh and blood. his heart."

Wei Ling frowned slightly, looking tired, as if she had something to say, but fell into a daze.

Mochi stood still for a while, and then said: "Perhaps for you, the evil monster doesn't have a heart."

Wei Ling didn't want to talk about this topic, and when Mochi finished speaking, he returned to the subject: "What do you want from me?"

Mochi said: "Fairy Yulan said that she wants to revive the barrier... I hope you can help."

Wei Ling said, "Okay."

He walked into the rain, and said after a while: "You have worked hard these few days."

After speaking, he left alone.

Mo Chi looked at Wei Ling's back, didn't make a sound, and didn't follow.After a while, after Wei Ling left, the boy who had been waiting quietly on the roof finally moved. He turned over and jumped to the ground, despite the heavy rain.

He looks exactly like the ink pool in front of him.

The "Mochi" wearing a bamboo hat squinted at him, seeing that his fingertips were trembling, as if he was angry, he just smiled helplessly, and pulled his face down, revealing his original appearance.

"Murong Chenhao! Don't kill my master!"

Mochi charged straight forward with his sword in hand, his sword energy was hunting, cutting through the wind and rain.

Murong Chenhao stood motionless in the rain, with the sword light in his eyes, when he raised his hand, the short knife slipped out of his sleeve, and with a bang, firmly supported the frenzied sword edge.

Mo Chi exerted all his strength, the blade of the sword trembled "Ka Ka Ka", but he couldn't get any closer, let alone stab Murong Chenhao.

"Since your master has recognized me, why bother to harm him?" Murong Chenhao retreated, distanced himself from Mochi.

Mochi was not reconciled, and rushed forward again holding the sword: "Why did you become like me!"

"How can I go up the mountain without your appearance?"

Another slash of sword light came down, and Murong Chenhao hit Mochi's wrist with a backhand palm. He thought the clunky sound of the sword was too noisy, and wanted to break the sword, but Mochi held the long sword tightly, stiffly. After eating the palm raw, he raised his head again, his eyes were full of determination.

This child is really exactly the same as his master.

Murong Chenhao grabbed his wrist, which he didn't have time to retract, and pulled him in. He had a bamboo hat on his head, and the rain splashed on the bamboo hat, and then flowed along the edge.

"Cang Lin was assassinated to death by someone. That person is probably still on Liuli Mountain. If your master was attacked by someone on the way to suppress the soul, think about it, what will happen?"

"You...!" Mochi gasped in anger, "I've been around all the time! How could you allow others to sneak up on Master!"

"If it's Meng Lanzhou or Shen Hua, can you handle it?"

"impossible!"

Mochi gritted his teeth and struck another sword, but this time Murong Chenhao didn't dodge, Mochi was startled, and suddenly stopped the sword.

The sword's edge was only a short distance away from Murong Chenhao's throat.

Mochi was panting heavily, his heart was beating fast, and his sword was straight and cold, but in his eyes, it seemed like double shadows overlapping each other.

Murong Chenhao was neither surprised nor panicked, his eyes were indifferent.

Mo Chi asked, "Why didn't you fight back?"

Murong Chenhao said: "I don't hit dogs in the water."

"Who is Reservoir Dog!?"

Mochi's big eyes were angry, sad, helpless and aggrieved.

Murong Chenhao was upset by his eyes, he no longer had any interest in entanglement, Mochi was still standing still, the heavy rain was pattering all over him, and there were raindrops hanging on his eyelashes, he refused to wink.

Murong Chenhao sighed, turned around and prepared to leave.

"You just said that Xia...梼杌 is not a bad person, is that true?"

Mochi's pitiful voice came from behind.

Murong Chenhao stopped: "At least for now."

Mochi: "What evidence do you have?"

"Believe it or not."

Immediately there was the sound of footsteps on rainwater behind him, and Mochi ran up to Murong Chenhao: "But he is...a ferocious beast, all ferocious beasts like to eat people."

He was completely soaked, with hair sticking to his face, anyone who looked at him would feel soft-hearted, even Murong Chenhao, who thought he had a heart of stone, could not escape Mochi's tearful eyes.

Coincidentally, he always felt that the bamboo hat on his head was a bit heavy, so he decided to do a favor - he took off a layer of bamboo hat from his own hat and put it on Mochi's head.

Murong Chenhao said: "If he really wants to eat Wei Ling, he has to wait until now?"

Mochi nodded half understanding.

This child's heart is like a blank sheet of paper, but he can believe any logical words.

What's more, in the palace that day, Mochi was deeply impressed by the way Wuwu stood in front of Weiling and defended him.

"Why are you wearing two layers of bamboo hats?" After a long time, Mochi finally noticed the bamboo hats on his head.

Murong Chenhao: "It's been useless for too long, I didn't pay attention when they were stacked together."

Mo Chi said: "So you also make this kind of mistake?"

With a strong hand, Murong Chenhao clasped the bamboo hat on Mochi's face, "Adore me or not!"

After leaving this sentence, he walked away without looking back.

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There is still a little left in the first part, and the second part is making some minor adjustments to recover the foreshadowing. The serialization of the chapters after this chapter will be updated every other day.

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