My Junior Still Hasn't Killed Me

Of course, in the end, Zhong Yan didn't know how to explain.

You misunderstood that I was fighting with him, huh?Why fight?Because I suddenly discovered that Li Yunji and Chunqin were all murdered by him—then everyone didn’t have to look for that Lao Shizi Moxiu, and all the elders teamed up to kill Gu Xuanyan directly and went back home.

If Gu Xuanyan kills too many people, he will die. If Gu Xuanyan is killed, he will die. If Gu Xuanyan wants to kill himself someday, he will still have to die.

Life is really hard.

The four of them returned the same way with different expressions. Liang Zheng hesitated to speak along the way, and finally mustered up his courage and said to Zhong Yan before approaching the camp: "Junior Brother Qin, don't worry, I won't say anything!"

But Ji Changyun's reaction was much colder, he just looked directly at Gu Xuanyan, and said indifferently: "There is nothing wrong with being a Taoist couple, but you are about to break through, and you still need to concentrate on practicing at this time."

Gu Xuanyan actually nodded after hearing this, and said with a smile: "What Fellow Daoist said is, I will be careful."

Zhong Yan: "..."

Gu Xuanyan's acting skills have reached the pinnacle, so he can catch it without changing his face, and he can't accept it.

Everyone had planned to rest for the night, and when the cold night passed, the group of people would arrive at the deepest part of the Northern Wilderness the next day and see the only palace on the boundless ice field.

According to legend, the palace building is [-] feet high, and stars can be picked by hand.The walls are made of white jade, the steps of the stairs are made of gold, covered with carpets made of peacock feathers, carved railings and painted columns, it is extremely magnificent, and the demon king of the Northern Wilderness lives inside.

But now, let alone the extravagant palace, the group can't even see the way forward.

The cold night has passed, and the time of day is approaching.It should have been the time when the sun was rising, but the sky was still as dark as night, and it hadn't lighted up for a long time.

Everyone looked dazed, not knowing what happened, Zhong Yan raised his head to look at the ink-like sky, only to feel a sudden cold on the tip of his nose.

Gu Xuanyan flicked his robe and said, "It's snowing."

In a short while, the new wind rose, and a heavy snow fell down like a mat. In just a few breaths, a thick layer was accumulated, almost reaching the ankle.

The Langan is windy and snowy, but it's just July, even if it's as cold as the Northern Wilderness, it shouldn't be the season for snowfall.A sudden snowstorm, like a demonstration, also like a temptation.

Elder Qingyan Li Xuanji, in green robe and white beard, shouted coldly: "Small tricks!" After saying that, he drew his sword and slashed straight to the sky!

The sound of the sword was extremely sharp, and the blue sword energy pierced the sky.

The wind and snow stopped, but the sky and the earth were still dark.

There was a sudden sigh from heaven and earth.

"Why do people nowadays have such a big temper?"

The tone of this sentence is gentle and weak, and the voice is not too loud. After finishing the sentence, there is a slight coughing sound, which sounds like it came from a frail middle-aged population.

But the complexions of the elders changed, and the head of Hengyun opened his mouth first: "Cang Luan?"

As soon as these words came out, the young disciples all looked shocked, and someone asked in a low voice: "This is... Demon Lord Cangluan?"

No wonder they were surprised, the only ones who could still hear Cang Luan's voice here were the heads and elders with white hair and beards.

300 years ago, demon cultivators raged across the Central Plains.At that time, the five elders of Daoxiu teamed up to fight Cangluan in the Northern Wilderness Ice Field.After the First World War, although the elders severely injured the Demon Lord, their vitality was also seriously injured, and they died one after another within ten years.And Cang Luan has never stepped out of the Northern Wilderness since then, nor has there been any news.

The elders standing here now were only about the same age as the disciples today.

And although Cang Luan almost died in the Northern Wilderness at that time, but a hundred years have passed, although he doesn't know how his cultivation has recovered, but he can cover the sky and attract snow in an instant, and his strength should not be underestimated.

I'm afraid it's far above them.

Elder Hengyun took a step forward, and said loudly: "We have no intention of embarrassing, but just want to clarify. Is the sudden death of the two elders related to Moxiu?"

The voice was still in a negotiable tone: "It turns out that you all came here for this—it's related, maybe there are some."

After finishing speaking, the man coughed twice before saying: "So I have already sent my elders to offer condolences—calculated, they should also go to Qingyan and Hengyun at this time."

After speaking, there was no sound.

The faces of the elders changed.

Although there are still headmen in each sect, just in case, almost all the chief disciples and elders have entered the Northern Wilderness.If there is a magic cultivator in the sect, the remaining disciples may struggle to deal with it.

What's even more frightening is that the various sects couldn't resist, and Moxiu entered the Central Plains.

Thinking about this, the elders looked at each other and said in a deep voice, "Go back to the sect first."

As soon as the words fell, a hurricane rose on the ice sheet.

The storm whipped up the falling snow, and the snowflakes actually formed a long-armed, long-legged, weird figure in the wind, stumbling towards them!

Everyone quickly drew their swords and slashed straight. In the sword energy, the snow shadow turned into powder in an instant, but was immediately swept up again by the strong wind.In the midst of the struggle, there was another Moxiu who came from nowhere, shaped like a dry bone, with a hoarse voice, and rushed forward with a roar.

The scene was chaotic for a while, Zhong Yan cut off the snow shadow in front of him with a sword, and a red-eyed Moxiu pounced on him again in the broken snow. The sword came first, and a sword pierced through the demon cultivator.

Zhong Yan turned his head, Gu Xuanyan frowned and stretched out his hand to pull Zhong Yan, and said in a low voice, "Let's go first!"

As soon as the words fell, Gu Xuanyan pulled Zhong Yan and walked several hundred meters northward.Zhong Yan was so frightened that he quickly grabbed the other party and said, "Let's not care about the others?"

Gu Xuanyan said softly: "It's an emergency, they will be fine, brother, let me go first."

Zhong Yan said: "...the way back is over there."

Gu Xuanyan said: "Since Moxiu has gone to the sect, I will take my brother to find a safe place first."

"..."

Zhong Yan stopped in his tracks.Gu Xuanyan turned around, frowned lightly and said, "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

Zhong Yan made an expression of displeasure, and said, "There is no one around now, and you still call me brother? Have you forgotten what relationship we have?"

Gu Xuanyan was taken aback for a moment, then said softly: "Of course, brother is my Taoist companion."

I know your size!

Zhong Yan quickly swung his sword at the person in front of him, and saw that "Gu Xuanyan" was caught off guard for a moment, a bloodstain was drawn on his chest by the sword energy, the green clothes on his body instantly dissipated and turned into a black robe, and his face quickly Changed, and finally became an old man with an old face and a gray complexion.

He sneered with red eyes and stared at Zhong Yan.

"Don't eat a toast and eat a fine drink."

After finishing speaking, he drew a long knife from behind and rushed towards Zhong Yan!Above the wilderness, Zhong Yanbi had no choice but to go forward.When the sword collided, Zhong Yan was so shocked that his palms went numb, and then he turned his wrist, wanting to grit his teeth and catch another sword.As a result, the person in front of him gave a strange laugh, and Zhong Yan instantly smelled a strange fragrance.

Fuck you, actually cheating.

This was probably Zhong Yan's last thought when he passed out.

[It's late, it's late, today is all class, I wrote a little at night, not too much, I will make up tomorrow. 】