The priest is a loser

The flames engulfed the courtyard and the disciples of Duan's who were struggling.

Duan Wuling opened his eyes without blinking.

"The head of the family asked me to hand it over to you...you, you go away..."

Something cold was stuffed into his hand, like a piece of jade.

"Why, why? Where is the father? Where is the mother... and Wuhen..."

"Go! Don't look back!"

Bai Hua pushed him away forcefully, and Duan Wuling fell backwards. Before he fell, he saw a withered hand piercing Senior Brother Bai Hua's chest.

Pupils constricted, Duan Wuling fell heavily, and couldn't help shouting: "Senior brother!"

A mask was twisted on Bai Hua's face, and the hollow chest healed quickly, turning into another person in the blink of an eye.

The man held his long sword high, and the eyes behind the mask were intense red.

Duan Wuling stared blankly, unable to move his body at all.

Liu Zian sneered and said, "Run? Where are you going..." He paused, the bright red in his eyes receded like a tide, and he saw fear in those ink-like pupils.

Liu Zian actually reached out to block his right arm holding the long sword, as if he was fighting against another invisible person.

He twisted in pain, and the intermittent words were blown away by the howling wind—"Quick...run...!"

Bright red finally flooded into his eyes again, and the weird totem on his body seemed to have life.

Duan Wuling was in a trance for a moment, until the sharp cold sword pierced into the ruins beside him.

He woke up suddenly, rolled down the ruins, sharp gravel cut his clothes and pierced his skin.

He hurriedly ran in one direction, holding the unfinished jade pendant tightly in his hand.

Can't look back

Can't look back

The double breasts of the clothes are meticulously tattooed with the symmetrical family crest, and the golden threads are dim under the full moonlight.

On the far shore, the sound of shouts came from far and near.

"Mu Changxian?"

"Mu Changxian!"

Consciousness gradually became clear, Mu Changxian slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Liu Qiuan's magnified face.

"Qiu'an..." Mu Changxian murmured, his mouth seemed to still smell bloody from a dream.

Liu Qiuan breathed a sigh of relief, "You finally woke up, I thought..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Changxian embraced him. Liu Qiuan blinked and stretched out his arms to embrace him.

Mu Changxian half-closed his eyes, and hung his head on his shoulder, "I had a dream, a long, long dream."

Liu Qiuan froze for a moment, then patted him on the back, and said in a low voice, "It's all right, even if there was a demon chasing you in the dream, it's gone now."

Mu Changxian said: "What if he chases out of the dream..."

"So what! I'm still here!"

Liu Qiu'an snorted, clenched his fist and hammered his chest, but he didn't know that his action exposed a thin bright red line on his left forearm to Mu Changxian's sight.

"Hey!" Liu Qiu'an couldn't help exclaiming when he suddenly grabbed his right hand.

Mu Changxian frowned slightly, Liu Qiuan withdrew his hand and said, "It's just a flesh wound, you really treat me like an embroidered pillow? You can try to see if your internal strength has recovered."

No need to try, Mu Changxian has already felt the internal strength gradually coming back, he pursed his lips, tasted a bitter taste of blood, and saw the blood-stained jade hairpin lying aside from the corner of his eye, staring at Liu Qiuan in front of him, The lips parted for a while.

Liu Qiu'an couldn't stand his gaze, "Okay!"

"I saw you fainted suddenly, and I was afraid that something would happen to you. This mist has no effect on me, so I had a sudden idea and gave you a few mouthfuls of blood to try. I didn't expect you to really wake up."

"But because of the Gu poison on your body?"

Liu Qiuan held his chin and said: "Perhaps, it may also be because it has been kept like a medicine jar for the past few years. Over time, the blood in the body has also developed some kind of resistance."

Mu Changxian frowned even more, Liu Qiuan wondered, "I told you, why are you still frowning?"

"I..." Mu Changxian said sadly, "If I hadn't fainted, you wouldn't have been injured..."

Liu Qiu'an thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think about why he was sad, so he couldn't help muttering: "...The young people nowadays are really incomprehensible."

Mu Changxian stared at him for a while, then said cautiously, "Are you really... 24 years old?"

Liu Qiuan frowned and said, "I want you to take care of it!"

Mu Changxian laughed softly, "I just find it unbelievable that you look only seventeen or sixteen years old."

Liu Qiuan raised his chin in disdain.

Mu Changxian raised his eyebrows, and asked tentatively, "He-haired and childlike...?"

"You should go on sleeping!"

There were three figures shuttling through the three streets and six alleys. One of the teenagers suddenly tripped over something. Hearing a strange noise, the other boy stopped immediately and turned around to help the fallen boy.

Yan Ruyu said solemnly, "Junior brother, is it okay?"

Tao Shuang sobbed: "Brother..."

The brutal and bloody scene just now lingered in his mind.

Yan Ruyu turned her back and said anxiously, "Come on, I'll carry you."

Tao Shuang cried: "Why did he kill Brother Shen, why did he betray us!"

Yan Ruyu opened his mouth, but closed it again.

The sideways mist suddenly surged, revealing a frightening face.

Yan Ruyu's pupils contracted rapidly, and when he realized it, a person stood in front of the two of them, and with a thin whip, he threw the Gu puppet that rushed in front of him a few feet away.

Rong Wenxu turned his head and said, "That person was not Liu Qiu'an just now."

Tao Shuang said angrily: "Who could it be... How can there be people who look exactly the same in this world!"

Yan Ruyu pondered: "Junior brother, maybe the truth is not what we see."

Rong Wenxu said coldly: "If you want to avenge your brother Shen, get out of here alive."

Tao Shuang wiped away her tears and said nothing more.

The three of them were about to continue running towards the east, and their footsteps moved slightly, only to find that they were firmly surrounded.

Rong Wenxu looked up, and there was nothing in front of his eyes except the floating mist, and even the shadow moon in the sky was completely covered, making them feel as if they were in an illusion.

"Master only wants Shen Zhou's life, not yours..."

Ethereal voices came from the mist, like whispers in ears.

At this moment, it makes people's hairs stand on end.

Rong Wenxu frowned, and clenched the long whip in his hand.

Suddenly hearing the sound of explosions outside the house, Liu Qiuan felt suspicious, opened the door and poked his head out, but saw that the fog was thicker than before, the sound of explosions seemed to come from the sky, and then it rang twice .

There were three rings in the air.

Liu Qiuan blinked, suddenly thought of something, turned his head and said urgently: "Rong Wen... ah!"

Mu Changxian snorted and covered his chin.

"It hurts..." Liu Qiu'an covered the top of his head and yelled at Mu Changxian, "What are you doing!"