Disciple's rebellion

Hit the east and the west!Tune the tiger away from the mountain!

Everyone instantly understood why Ning Jie didn't appear here.

——So he went to snatch Xuan Huang!

Bai Wei's subconscious mind is not this idea.

He thought it was the disciple's smile.

A terrifying guess emerged in my mind.

——Perhaps, this is not Ning Jie's plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain, but the pair of master and apprentice want to use this to win Xuan Huang!

But this thought quickly dissipated in Bai Wei's mind.

Xuanhuang is the treasure of the town house of the Gengwu School.Not to mention that Huang Cheng, that old fox, was guarding him, and it was not so easy to bypass her to get Xuan Huang just by facing Fu Song.

Zhi Ru naturally also heard He Yin's words.He threw the magic net decisively.From the moment the magic net was thrown, it continuously released the air of chaos.

When Bai Wei and the others came back to their senses, the aura of chaos had reached its peak.

Everyone just watched the city dissipate in the atmosphere of chaos.

While the discussions were not loud, Gui Jing quickly came to Bai Wei's side and asked in a low voice: "Master, let's go back first, the head, don't wait here for the emotions to ferment."

Bai Wei clenched his hands tightly and said, "Let's go."

When they returned to the hall, Bai Wei said to Li Tiao who came up to meet him: "Is it true that Xuan Huang fell?"

Li Tiao was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise, "Xuan Huang has fallen, what's going on?"

Bai Wei held back the irritability in his body, and asked again: "Brother Li, what's the matter with that little sect disciple?"

Li Tiao didn't keep up with Bai Wei's sudden jump of thoughts for a while, paused for a moment, and replied: "After you left, he said that he was covered in blood and wanted to wash it, but he is still in the washing room."

Bai Wei frowned: "Not good!"

Li Tiao saw that Bai Wei's complexion was not good, and he also knew that there must be something wrong with the other party, so he quickly took him to find someone.

When he came to the room, Bai Wei immediately noticed that there was no fluctuation of spiritual power inside, he raised his sleeves quickly, and the spiritual power broke through the door to open it wide.

Sure enough, the person had disappeared.

Li Tiao's complexion also turned bad.

He looked around and found that the person he had arranged to monitor had long since disappeared.

Bai Wei didn't say any nonsense, walked inside and found someone lying on the bed.

He quickly lifted the quilt with his spiritual power.

Under the quilt was a corpse whose internal organs had been blown to pieces by being poured with spiritual energy.

Li Tiao's face immediately stinks.

Bai Wei clenched his hands tightly, and the veins on his forehead slowly bulged.

He guessed right, someone wanted to take advantage of Ning Jie's incident to fish in troubled waters, take advantage of the tension between them and the demons, and wait for the opportunity to take advantage of the fisherman.

Li Tiao's tone was a little exasperated, and he immediately ordered: "Be alert! Everyone is alert!"

Bai Wei clenched his hands tightly.

He walked around Li Tiao, paused at the door, looked at Feng Duo hanging on the eaves, his eyes slowly dimmed.

"what!"

Fengduo was shaken by the loud sound and made a crisp sound.

Xie Man subconsciously glanced at Li Phus who was lying on the bed. Seeing that he was still awake, he hurriedly turned his head and made a booing motion, looking at Wang Yi with some reproach in his eyes: "Keep your voice down."

Wang Yi was still full of disbelief, he lowered his voice and asked: "How could Xuanhuang fall, what did he do!"

Xie Mong frowned: "Everyone is saying that this is Ningjie envoy's plan to alienate Gengwu from the four major sects, and then use his and Xianzun's secrets to confuse everyone, and then break through one by one, and get Gengwu. Xuanhuang."

Wang Yi also frowned: "Brother Ning...Brother Ning doesn't seem like someone who uses such schemes."

Xie Meng glanced at Li Phosphate again, seeing that his fingers did not move, and then continued: "I also feel that Brother Ning is not such a person, but now he is a Demon Lord. We are not only separated from him For three years, there is still a gap between life and death."

Xie Meng closed his eyes unknowingly: "I don't know if it's my illusion. I always feel that Ning Jie now is somewhat similar to Wang Zhen back then. He has embarked on paranoid and madness on the unattainable road. On the road, he may have been assimilated by the demons and become unscrupulous."

She sighed unconsciously: "Sometimes I also wonder. Is the current Ning Jie a completely changed Ning Jie, or is this his original face. It's just that he had love for the immortal before, which bound him. Looking at him, this presents a gentle image in front of us."

What Xie Meng didn't notice was that Li Phus, who was lying on the bed, heard this, and his browbones twitched.

Wang Yi also lowered his eyebrows.

Yes, there was not only three years between them, but also a death.

Wang Yi raised his head to look at Li Phosphate who was lying on the bed, turned his head and said to Xie Song, "Ah Song, I am worried about Song. Jianglou..."

Xie Meng said: "I'm here in Jianglou, go and take care of Sister Song."

Wang Yi nodded and began to pack the package.

Seeing that Wang Yi's movements were less enchanting, Xie Meng sighed softly in his heart, and went to help him pack his luggage together.

As soon as Wang Yi arrived in Gengwu, he didn't have time to put his luggage, so he went straight to Fu Song's residence and hurried to Fu Song.

He dropped his luggage and put his hand on Fu Song's forehead, and he was relieved when he noticed that Fu Song's fever subsided.

Wang Yi subconsciously said in a low voice: "It's good that it doesn't burn again."

Fu Song has had a fever for a day since taking Shengshengmu, and after the fever subsides, it will burn again with a little wind or excessive activity.

Fu Song reached out to take Wang Yi's hand, and said, "I'm fine. How are you doing?"

Wang Yi found a place to sit by the bed, and replied: "The situation over there has been very anxious. But in my opinion, those leaders didn't really come to save people, but took advantage of this to blackmail the five sects and seek benefits. It is estimated that Sect Leader Bai may entangle with them for a long time."

Fu Song had expected this situation a long time ago, and there was no expression on his face: "It's just a pity for those who really think about the overall situation."

Wang Yi sighed: "Yes. However, in dealing with trespassers in the Demon Realm, only one monk has been hung on the city wall so far. The other monks who broke in have nothing but Jianglou who is a little bit out of his mind. information."

Fu Song glanced at Wang Yi lightly and said, "Do you think they all died in the devil world?"

Wang Yi lowered his head and pursed his lips, and said in a weak voice, "I don't know."

He really doesn't know.

The only thing he knew was that someone must have gone to the demon world, but there was no news from the cultivation world.

He really didn't know how those people were treated.

let go?

kill?

I don't know, he really doesn't know...

Fu Song took a candied fruit from the table beside him and put it in his mouth, the sour and sweet taste exploded on the tip of his tongue.

She closed her eyes, slowly digesting the taste of the preserved fruit.

Wang Yi also immediately realized Fu Song's depression.

Actually...Compared to them, Fu Song is the most uncomfortable one.

Wang Yi coughed lightly, stood up and poured a glass of water to Fu Song, saying: "A Song, drink some water and have a drink."

Fu Song took the water and took a small sip.

She put the water glass on the table and said suddenly: "They are all alive."

Wang Yi was stunned for a moment before realizing that Fu Song was talking about Ning Jie.

Fu Song's eyes were calm and said: "Maybe they will suffer from illness because of this, maybe they will be frustrated for a lifetime, and even hate." She turned to look at Wang Yi, and continued: "But they are all alive."

After finishing speaking, Fu Song smiled suddenly, with a touch of bitterness on her face: "It's good to be alive." She seemed to be really touched, and sighed again: "It's good to be alive."

Fu Song's gaze was empty, wondering if it was through the veil of time to see the sadness of those dead, or her past that was never known.

Wang Yi looked at Fu Song's side cheeks, and a thought popped up in his heart - if Fu Song never opened up her world to him, or even let him accompany her, he...wouldn't be like Ning Jie, in his heart My love has changed taste, and fear has been born.

Just like Wang Zhen.

After experiencing the theft of Rushan and Xuanhuang, Wang Yi had to admit: no one wants to be Wang Zhen, but everyone has the possibility to become Wang Zhen.

As long as there is a gap, everyone will be manipulated by desire.

Fu Song was only temporarily emotional for a moment, and soon she returned to her indifferent and hard expression.

She said: "I heard that Jiang Lou was injured, how could he be injured?"

Wang Yi pushed aside thousands of thoughts, and said: "He sneaked into the Demon Realm to find the Immortal Venerable, confronted Zhiru, and was injured by him. Jianglou may have been stimulated, and he fainted after returning. Didn't wake up." Seeing the faint worry on Fu Song's face, he quickly said: "But you don't have to worry, Zhi Ru probably got Ning Jie's order, after he was wounded, he stuffed the medicine for internal injuries on his waist, I have fed him the medicine, and Ah Rong has been taking care of him now."

Fu Songdai frowned: "Are you sure it was Zhiru who injured him?"

Wang Yi was silent for a while, and said: "It may be that Ning Jie injured him, otherwise he would not be in the current state of being out of his mind."

Fu Song frowned even tighter: "Did he know something?"

The state of Li Phosphorus Wang Yi mentioned is somewhat similar to her previous state—because of self-loathing and avoidance, a self-protection mechanism was developed, and she fell into a deep sleep, like a fetus, hoping to get the warmth of her mother's protection.

Wang Yi shook his head: "He hasn't woken up, I have no way of knowing." He suddenly paused and continued: "But he may wake up soon, it's time. I need to write a letter to Ah Rong now, so that Aang, can I ask?"

Fu Song also knew what Wang Yi meant by time, she shook her head: "No need. He was in a bad mood at first, so I don't want to touch his wound anymore."

Immediately afterwards, she asked again: "What is Ah Rong thinking?"

Wang Yi was unexpectedly silent.

After a long time, he said: "Ah Rong only hopes that Jianglou will be safe and sound."

Fu Song turned his head to look at the dying dusk, and said softly: "I also hope that he will be safe and successful."

After Fu Song finished speaking, he suddenly felt unbearable, with a slightly sad expression on his face, and closed his eyes.

Wang Yi also stopped talking, and after using spiritual power to warm the water, he took out a small knife, took the fruit plate, picked out the half and half remaining core of the preserved fruit, and put the picked preserved fruit in another fruit plate.

After being silent for a long time, Fu Song opened his eyes, turned to look at Wang Yi, and said, "It doesn't matter even if he knows something, I won't let Ah Rong down."

Her gaze became more and more determined: "The end must be the ending I want."

Fu Song clenched his hands tightly, and said in a biting voice: "Definitely!"

Regardless of the variety of characters, regardless of the chain of dangers caused by various desires.

Emerging from the darkness after the mist must be what I want!