Qing Leng Xianzun is always ready to run

The sky was dim and dark, the dark clouds were getting deeper and deeper, and there was a strange aura everywhere.

Mu Shenxue stared intently at the people coming from the north, and released the coercion on Qingyan Peak hundreds of miles away.

The surroundings were yellow and dim, and the whole world lost its vibrant colors.

Then there was a trace of raindrops falling down, bringing an unusually depressing atmosphere, and then raindrops, raindrops, and heavy rain poured down, soaking into the withered and yellow land, turning into muddy water and flowing away.

Song Chunhan looked up at the sky, sneered, and said softly, "Friend, I didn't expect that even you—"

Mu Chenxue turned to look at Song Chunhan.

Song Chunhan looked like a fool. Although he looked handsome, he was pampered and raised by his parents, and he looked like a fool who had never experienced the dangers of the world.

But today he looks very different, Feng Zhaohua's unique sense of glamor actually set off the silly Song Chunhan's sense of desolation.

Sure enough, people still have to look at temperament.

Mu Chenxue has never seen Song Chunhan with such a good temperament, and he doesn't know if that senior can stay in his little Song brother's body for a few more days, and teach his little Song brother well.

The more urgent the rain was, the coercion that the visitor brought to Qingyan Peak hundreds of miles away seemed to be prepared to provoke the person who had been seriously injured a few days ago.

Feng Zhaohua covered his expression and returned his body to Song Chunhan.

Song Chunhan looked at Mu Chenxue with a dazed look on his face, and asked, "Brother, why is it raining?"

Mu Chenxue came over with a smile, rubbed Song Chunhan's head, shook his head and said, "It's someone who has a grudge against senior. If he knows that senior is in your body, he will definitely put you and senior together." kill."

Song Chunhan suddenly felt horrified, he asked Mu Shenxue: "Then what should we do?"

Mu Chenxue rubbed her chin, and said pretending to be contemplative: "In this case, then you just don't want them to know that senior is in your body. You just need to keep pretending to be stupid."

Song Chunhan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said, "Senior brother is right!"

Feng Zhaohua felt speechless in Song Chunhan's body. He thought that no matter how stupid the young master of the Chasing Wind Gate was, he would not be so stupid. Unexpectedly, he still looked up to Song Chunhan, and he didn't need any tactics to deal with Song Chunhan. , as long as the IQ drops to the same level as him, it will be enough to lie to him in the way of coaxing a child.

"You, practice sword." Feng Zhaohua said to Song Chunhan in Song Chunhan's body.

"Why do you want to practice sword again? Isn't your enemy coming soon? Why don't you hide?"

"Where can you hide?" Feng Zhaohua said helplessly, "You can do what I say, and you won't make mistakes."

The mountain rain came one step ahead of the storm, and the whole Qingyan Peak was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, even the idiot Song Chunhan felt that the atmosphere was weird and scary.

Yue Qianqiu put on his clothes and walked out slowly, stepping on the mud, seeing the rain in front of him was getting heavier and denser, like a piece of thick cloth, making it hard to breathe.

The coercion has come, Yue Qianqiu will no longer bear it.

With the Yanyun sword in hand, he split the heavy raindrops.

A drop of rain is like a bomb exploding, blasting one drop of rain to another into countless flowing clouds and smoke, connecting them into a fog belt that looks like white practice, exploding all the surrounding raindrops, and condensing them into a more flamboyant long whip, Straight to the person who tried to exert power.

The rain has stopped, the smoke has not dispersed, and there is a murderous mist in the air.

The person holding an umbrella, covered in wet mist, slowly landed in front of Yue Qianqiu.

Song Chunhan looked at the visitor with a confused face, and asked him, "Who are you? Why are you good at Qingyan Peak?"

The visitor really glanced at him and didn't answer, as if he looked down on Song Chunhan.

He even ignored Mu Chenxue who was beside Song Chunhan, and walked straight to Yue Qianqiu.

The umbrella covered his face, Yue Qianqiu couldn't see his face clearly, but Yue Qianqiu knew who he was.

Looking through Song Chunhan's eyes, Feng Zhaohua also had the same answer in his heart.

He has never been able to believe that the person he regards as a close friend will betray his news to the Yaozu, and he can't believe why Yuantian Patriarch's junior will join forces with the Yaozu.

The person who came put away the umbrella, the corners of his mouth naturally turned up, and he seemed to be smiling at all times, but under this benevolent face, there may be the most vicious heart.

Song Chunhan didn't know this person, and Mu Shenxue didn't know this person.

But Feng Zhaohua knew it, and Yue Qianqiu knew it.

They were also comrades who fought side by side, and friends who talked about everything. 600 years ago, Yuan Tian gathered Taoists from all over the world to form a Taoist sect to resist the invasion of the demon world. In the Taoist sect, he was seriously injured in the battle between humans and demons. Since then, he has lived in seclusion on Mingxia Mountain, managing a small amount of affairs, but has a very high reputation among the elders.

It can even be said that besides the suzerain, Xi Ruyu is the person who can best represent Taoism.

He is the younger brother of Patriarch Yuan Tian, ​​and also a hero in the war between humans and demons. It is not difficult to understand with this status.

What is hard to understand is why he is from the Yaozu.

Feng Zhaohua stared at the person holding the umbrella and thought to himself.

200 years ago, only three people knew the news that Feng Zhaohua went out and passed by Ji Ya'an, one was Liu Jian, one was Yue Qianqiu, and the other was Xi Ruyu.

Liu Jian is simple-minded, if he wants to betray him, Feng Zhaohua cannot be ignorant, Yue Qianqiu was targeted by Bai Wusi, and it is impossible for him to be the one who revealed his whereabouts to Bai Wusi 200 years ago, the only one left is Xi Ru It's raining.

Feng Zhaohua is not surprised by this answer, but if he is asked to accept this answer, it means that he has to accept the fact——

Song Chunhan's eyes met Yue Qianqiu with Feng Zhaohua's worry.

Yue Qianqiu nodded clearly.

The two of them understood together.

From the beginning of the establishment of Xuanmen, the demon world intervened. Even if Patriarch Yuantian noticed it, he could not pay attention to other things at the critical moment of the war between humans and demons. He could only point to Li Jiansheng as the next suzerain in the end. Pin the hope of cleaning the door on him.

It is a pity that Li Jiansheng did not live long, and he vomited blood and died 600 years later.

Now, the power of the monster clan in the Taoist sect is already deep, and it is as difficult as a mayfly shaking a tree if they want to eradicate it.

Even today Xi Ruyu came here not really to deal with some monster race that destroyed the Qingyan Peak's atmosphere, he exerted coercion on Qingyan Peak from a distance of hundreds of miles, just to hint at them——

Bai Wusi wanted to protect him, the Taoist sect was already dominated by the demon clan.

Yue Qianqiu looked at him coldly, and said to Xi Ruyu: "Bai Wusi, an undercover agent in the demon world, stole the Qi of Qingyan Peak, Elder Xi, let me ask your opinion? How should we deal with it?"

On Xi Ruyu's pale face, there was not a trace of a demon, just like what he saw hundreds of years ago.

He opened his mouth slightly and smiled: "My friend, what are you talking about? Bai Wusi has been playing chess with me here. I think there must be some other nasty monster pretending to be Bai Wusi, intending to kill two birds with one stone. After getting Qingyan Peak's earth energy, blame Wusi, please be sure to distinguish right from wrong."