Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

But reason finally defeated impulse, Ji Wuchen waved and called Wang Kang from the side hall.

"You give this medicine to Xia Lang." Ji Wuchen ordered: "Without my permission, he is not allowed to step out of the Shangqing Hall."

Xia Lang was seriously injured, and now that the Demon Cult soldiers were approaching the city, it would only be very dangerous to go out rashly.

Wang Kang was a little puzzled, why did the head of the sect drive him here so fiercely just now, why did he want him to go back?

But he is not qualified to question anything, so he can only respond.

Ji Wuchen immediately flew away from Shangqing Mountain.

When Xia Lang woke up, he saw Wang Kang guarding the bedside.

"Why are you here?"

Xia Ran asked suspiciously, and immediately felt a little embarrassed.

He still remembered that it was Wang Kang who carried him back. In other words, it should be Wang Kang who has been taking care of him...

It's just that he had a wonderful dream just now, in the dream, there was a master...

"Drink the medicine." Wang Kang held a bowl of medicine, and just like this, he went to Xia Lang without hesitation.

Xia Lang was almost choked, and moved away a little before drinking the medicine.

"I'm done drinking, let's go." Xia Lang put down the empty medicine bowl and said to Wang Kang.

"I'll stay here to take care of you." Wang Kang shook his head and disagreed.

However, Xia Lang felt that everyone except Ji Wuchen felt awkward by his side: "I don't need to take care of you, you can go."

Wang Kang didn't leave, and when the two were chatting, a mysterious guest came.

The door of Shangqing Hall opened with a creak, and a man walked in like a stroll, as if this place was his home.

The eyes of Xia Lang and Wang Kang hit him instantly.

The man looked at Xia Ran who was lying on the bed, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Long time no see, little disciple, don't come here without any problems."

Xia Lang's eyes were three points cold, and he clenched the sheets tightly: "Manyou! How did you appear here!??"

Wang Kang was stunned, never thinking that the man in black in front of him was actually the demon god Manyou, and judging by the appearance of him and Xia Lang, they had known each other for a long time!

"I came to see how miserable your death was." Manyou clicked his tongue twice: "I thought that the last time I saw you was the worst time for you, but I didn't expect that this time I didn't admit it too much."

"What the hell are you doing!" An attack came out of the words, but it was easily resolved by Manyou.

"You hate me?" Man You took two steps forward and stood in front of him.

Wang Kang was so overwhelmed by Manyou's coercion, Xia Lang took a look at his appearance, and raised his hand to relieve him a little pressure, so that Wang Kang would not suffocate to death.

"Is not this nonsensical!"

"Oh? Heavenly Spiritual Root?" Manyou glanced at Wang Kang, who was next to him with the same background board: "You are really a spring silkworm that is dying, and even the Heavenly Spiritual Root was given out."

Wang Kang was taken aback, what does it mean to give away the Tianlinggen?Can the spiritual roots still be given away?

"Don't listen to his nonsense," Xia Lang glanced at Wang Kang, gritted his teeth, "Manyou, what exactly do you want!"

"Our old friends catch up on the old days," Manyou said with a hint of teasing in his tone, "I still remember the first time I saw you, you and Ji Wuchen..."

"Shut up!" Xia Lang was terrified, looking at Wang Kang next to him, for fear that he would tell the truth.

"Afraid that he knows the truth?" Man You said nonchalantly, "Then kill him."

"Like your master, break it when it is right." Man You cast a disdainful glance at the shivering Wang Kang: "If you have half the courage to kill the Seventh Prince, you won't be reduced to where you are now."

Wang Kangru was struck by lightning—what did Manyou say! ?

The seventh prince was killed by the head of the sect! ?

Xia Lang felt like he was about to collapse, he wished he could stop Manyou's mouth, but he couldn't even get up.

"What he said is all false," he could only tell Wang Kang, "Don't believe it, if you believe it, you will fall into his tricks."

Wang Kang nodded, but there was still a trace of doubt in his heart.

Looking at the appearance of Xia Lang and Man You... He always feels that these two people don't seem to be able to work together, but Man You seems to know a lot of Xia Lang's past...

"Is it true, isn't it easy to verify?" Man You said with a smile: "I just need to unlock Ji Wuchen's memory, won't he be able to prove whether it is true?"

"No!" Xia Lang screamed, scaring Wang Kang half to death. He only saw Xia Lang move a few steps, roll over and get out of bed, trying to stand up, but tripped over the sheets.

But he crawled to the side of Manyou and knelt down in front of him.

"I beg you not to..."

Man You didn't move or speak, but Xia Lang cried anxiously.

"You promised me..."

Man You watched the number one expert in the cultivation world humiliated in front of him in such embarrassment, and felt extremely happy.

When Ji Wuchen walked in, he saw this scene.

Xia Lang was in a panic in front of Man You, and Wang Kang stood aside, at a loss.

Ji Wuchen directly stabbed at Manyou with his sword!

"Let him go!"

For the first time, the tone of Wannian's indifferent voice was filled with the smell of gunpowder. Ji Wuchen's sword was very violent, leaving no room for it!

Man You dodged sideways, and then started to fight him, but there was still a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Master Ji, long time no see!"

Ji Wuchen was angry: "Why did you appear here!"

Manyou laughed loudly: "Then you have to ask your good apprentice!"

Sharon fell to the ground, unable to see his expression.

There was a storm in Ji Wuchen's eyes: "Don't even think about separating us, master and student!"

"Hmph," Manyou sneered, "Are you still using me to drive a wedge between the two of you? Who just stabbed his apprentice and crippled his arm?"

Ji Wuchen's sword move faltered, and Manyou almost took advantage of the gap: "You don't need to worry about our Shangqing sect's affairs!"

"I don't want to care about it either," Man You stepped back to the door, intending to leave directly.

Instead of staying close to Ji Wuchen, he said to Xia Lang who was lying on the ground: "In an hour's time, see you outside Shangqing Mountain."

Xia Lang's fingers moved slightly, and Ji Wuchen shouted in a low voice: "I'll fight with you!"

"You?" Manyou shook his head contemptuously: "You are not qualified yet."

As he said that, he turned around and disappeared. Ji Wuchen wanted to chase him, but he didn't dare to chase him out of the Shangqing faction, so he had to retreat.

Wang Kang was still stunned by the side, he watched as Ji Wuchen gently lifted Xia Lang from the ground and put him back on the bed.

Xia Lang has fully woken up, but his body still can't move, he whispered: "Master..."

"Well, I'm here."

Ji Wuchen was originally supervising the battle outside, but suddenly heard a strange movement in the Shangqing Hall, and rushed back regardless of the anxious battle situation there.

He didn't expect to see such a heart-wrenching scene as soon as he came back.

"Recover well, don't worry about the rest." Ji Wuchen put Xia Lang back on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and tucked in the corners of the quilt.

Xia Ran was pale, but shook his head: "No, no."

No one can beat Manyou except him.

Wang Kang was by the side, not daring to make a sound.

He always felt that the atmosphere between these two people was not right...

"It's okay, I'll do it." Ji Wuchen looked at Xia Lang gently, with something unknown in his eyes: "In your current state, you can't move at all."

Xia Lang didn't know why Ji Wuchen was so gentle to him suddenly, he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"But, Manyou..." Before he could finish his sentence, Ji Wuchen suddenly held his face and kissed him hard.

Xia Ran was stunned, not knowing what happened.

His brain went blank, and his limbs were completely paralyzed. He could only see Master's lips covering his. He wanted to struggle, but found that he couldn't move.

This is not just a kiss, Ji Wuchen's kiss is extremely fierce, subverting Xia Lang's impression of Master, Ji Wuchen directly bites Xia Lang's lips, and then sticks his tongue in, and Xia Lang Lang's tongue dances together.

There was still a trace of bitter medicine on the tip of Xia Lang's tongue, and even Ji Wuchen's bloody smell. He was pressed hard by Ji Wuchen on the bed, unable to resist.

A silver thread slipped from the corner of Sharon's mouth.

Wang Kang stared blankly, not knowing what happened.

Xia Lang responded passively, muttering in his mouth: "Master..."

This is not the first time he has experienced such a thing, but this time, Ji Wuchen is sober!

Sober master, how could it be! ! ! ? ? ?

Xia Lang was suddenly poured down by a basin of cold water, and a burst of strength burst out from his body, pushing Ji Wuchen away!

"Master! What's wrong with you!!? Are you poisoned?"

Xia Lang seemed to be struck by lightning, trembling all over and looking at Ji Wuchen who took two steps back, a silver thread slipped from the corner of his mouth, making him look extremely lewd, not at all like the superior leader of the Shangqing sect.

Did Manyou give Master something just now! ? ? ?

Ji Wuchen took two steps back, looking at Xia Lang in front of him in disbelief.

He had never been so mad, and he had never been so sane.

He is a sinner through the ages, he is heinous, and he fell in love with his apprentice.

Now, he is not worthy to live in this world anymore, and wants to make atonement...

The head of the Shangqing sect has always had a forbidden technique to instantly improve his cultivation at the cost of his own life. His master used this technique to seal Manyou back then, and he will embark on the same path after a thousand years up.

He can't do anything to Xia Ran anymore, so he can only do it to himself...

So before he dies, can he, for the only and last time, go crazy?

Looking at Xia Lang's unbelievable eyes, Ji Wuchen said mockingly, "I like you, A-Lang."

The string that had been taut for a long time finally broke completely.

After saying these words, Ji Wuchen felt that he was relieved.

All kinds of entanglements, all kinds of attachments, all kinds of intolerance and helplessness before have been best explained.

He likes him.

"It's not about the love between master and apprentice, but about love."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, unable to bear to see Xia Ran's contemptuous gaze.

So he missed it too, Xia Ran's pupils trembled in shock.

How can it be! ? ? ?

How could Master like him? ? ? ?

Is he hallucinating? ? ? ? ?

"It's true," Ji Wuchen said, and walked forward: "You must feel very disgusted."

He covered Sharan's eyes with trembling hands: "It's okay, you will know nothing soon... You close your eyes and sleep, and then when you get up, everything will be solved."

"You will forget about me and the Shangqing faction. I will send you to a safe place, and you can live happily ever after..." Ji Wuchen's hand flickered, and he wanted to eliminate it. Sharon's memory.

At the moment when the light flickered, a sudden change occurred!

Xia Lang suddenly turned over and suppressed Ji Wuchen at a speed that Ji Wuchen had never imagined!

Ji Wuchen was restrained by Xia Lang and fell on the bed.

"What are you doing!" Ji Wuchen said.

"Master, you have been tricked by Manyou." Xia Lang gritted his teeth and said, "What you are saying now is not true."

"It's true! I didn't fall for his tricks!" Ji Wuchen retorted, he didn't want to deny it, on the contrary, after speaking out, he was relieved.

"No...impossible," Xia Lang shook his head frantically, as if shaking his head could bring him a stronger sense of denial: "Master, you are crazy, you must be crazy."

Impossible impossible impossible.

He said it ten thousand times in his heart, and told himself ten thousand times.

Master must have been hit by a Gu... Master must have been hit by a spell...

"It's true!" Ji Wuchen growled, fixed Xia Lang's frantically shaking head with both hands, and kissed him again.

Xia Lang was tightly fixed, there was nowhere to hide, Ji Wuchen's lips covered his again, with the same hot and enthusiasm.

Xia Lang lost all the strength to struggle, and could only let Ji Wuchen do anything wrong.

This time Ji Wuchen was much gentler than last time, he seemed to have learned some skills from the last kiss, and finally managed not to bite Xia Lang's lips.

His eyes were gentle and lingering, and the soft tip of their tongues touched each other to death.

Sharon burst into tears.

When the first tear fell, Ji Wuchen didn't react until the second tear, and the third tear.

Ji Wuchen was stunned, this was the first time he saw Xia Lang crying.

"Why...why..." Xia Lang's eyes turned red suddenly, and he began to cry out of breath: "Why am I about to die, and suddenly let me have such a beautiful dream!"

He suddenly didn't want to die!In the last few days of his life!

He had been waiting for this moment for 1000 years!

"Why..." Xia Lang held Ji Wuchen's sleeve tightly: "Why are you so cruel to me..."

Why show him a happy outline when he is about to fall into darkness?

Ji Wuchen didn't understand at all, so he didn't know what happened.

Xia Lang suddenly took the initiative to kiss Ji Wuchen.

This kiss was very light and fast, before Ji Wuchen understood what it meant, Xia Lang had already left.

Xia Lang got up, staggered back a few steps, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Ji Wuchen wanted to chase after him, but suddenly found that he couldn't move.

He could only look up at Sharon.

He had never seen such a terrifying expression on Sharon's face.

"Master..." There was a trace of pain and regret in Xia Lang's eyes: "You are sick."

Ji Wuchen wanted to say that he was not sick.

He thought it was Xia Lang who was frightened by his sudden confession, and he still can't believe it.

"You must be sick..." Xia Lang murmured, "It must be the Gu that Manyou laid on you 1000 years ago...it must be like this."

Ji Wuchen didn't understand at all, so he didn't know what kind of Gu Man You had placed on him, at least for the past thousand years, no Gu had occurred.

"It's impossible for you to like me..." Xia Lang looked at Ji Wuchen, shook his head slowly, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down: "How could you like me?"

It must be Manyou, yes, it must be him.

He killed him, and nothing happened!

"It's okay..." Xia Lang gritted his teeth: "I will kill him, Master, you will return to normal!"

Ji Wuchen's chest heaved violently, he tried to move, but found that he couldn't move——

What does Sharon want to do!

How could he be able to kill Manyou in his current state! ! ! ! !

He is going to die! ! ! !

He wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't even speak.

Sharon actually put a silence curse on him! ! ! !

He couldn't move his body, couldn't speak, he could only watch Xia Lang staggeringly walk to his bed.

The person who had just said goodbye was instantly changed.

"It's okay, Master." A white light flashed in Xia Lang's hand: "You wait for me..."

You wait for me for a while.

You wait for me to kill Manyou.

You will be back to normal.

I'm not abnormal!

Ji Wuchen's eyes widened, trying to express this sentence, but Xia Lang didn't seem to see it at all, and just continued to speak.

"Master... how could he like me." This sentence seemed to be self-deprecating and desperate: "I have liked Master for so many years..."

Ji Wuchen suddenly turned pale!

He never imagined that he would hear such a sentence!

Sharon, do you like him?

When did this happen?

How can it be?

He can now understand Xia Lang's mood, the blow was too great, and Ji Wuchen's brain almost collapsed.

"From a long time ago..." Xia Lang brushed Ji Wuchen's side face with his hand, as if he was talking to himself: "That demon god is really powerful... He will tempt me with what I most desire."

"It was a thousand years ago, and it will be a thousand years later..."

He tasted the sweetest fruit of love in the world, but let him die now.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled..." Xia Lang cried on Ji Wuchen's chest, "It would be great if you said it was true!"

Ji Wuchen wanted to say, all of this is true!

If you untie my restraint now, I can tell you I love you a hundred times!

We can fight against Manyou together, we can join forces to force him back!

Then I will step down as the head of the Shangqing faction, we can find a place to stay and fly together...

Just at that moment, he didn't want to die anymore.

He was ecstatic.

Sharon likes him!

Is there any better news in this world than this!

He doesn't want to die at all now, he just wants to take Xia Lang to their own little life after repelling Manyou.

They can hide in no man's land, no one knows them.

They can live a lifetime of high mountains and rivers...

"But, I don't have time..."

As soon as these words came out, Ji Wuchen was stunned.

What do you mean, no time?

Where is he going?

What is Sharon going to do?

"I only have fifteen days..." Xia Lang put his hand on Ji Wuchen's cheek, but Ji Wuchen's face had never been so sensitive!

Sensitive, he could feel the texture of Sharon's palm.

And the lifeline that has almost disappeared...

What does it mean! ? ? ? ?

how come? ? ? ? ? ! ! ! !

In the end what happened? ? ? ? ?

He only had too many questions to ask for a moment, but his brain fell into darkness uncontrollably.

A line of tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes.

Xia Lang stunned Ji Wuchen, turned to look at Wang Kang next to him, and forced a smile.

"I made you laugh."

Wang Kang didn't know what he saw just now. The amount of information was too large, so he still couldn't react.

"you--"

"You and the head—"

"Hush——" Xia Lang made a hush expression: "The head of the sect was poisoned by Manyou a thousand years ago, and he is a little delirious."

Wang Kang wanted to say that looking at the headmaster, he didn't look delirious, but seeing Xia Lang's determined expression, he still didn't speak in the end.

Why, Xia Lang still refuses to believe that the head of the house likes him?

As if he understood his question, Xia Lang reluctantly smiled at him: "Fairy Ziyue from Ziyue Pavilion once administered a medicine to Master, and if Master is emotionally moved, he will have an attack."

"But Master has personally admitted that there has been no outbreak in the past thousand years."

Xia Lang doesn't have the confidence yet, the few days he's been out, Ji Wuchen loves him to death.

Wang Kang opened his mouth, not knowing what to refute, but suddenly felt astringent in his heart.

very bitter very bitter...

Judging by Xia Lang's appearance, he must be very fond of the head...

The leader who obviously loves so much confessed to him, but he finally calmly figured it out, this is a scam...

Wang Kang thought about it, if it was him, he might be willing to indulge in this poisonous dream for a thousand years...

"Did the demons attack?"

Xia Ran suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"Ah? Yes!" Wang Kang replied as if waking up from a dream.

"Take me there." Sharon said.

"But——" Wang Kang looked at Xia Lang's pale face and unsteady walk: "How is it possible for you to do this?"

"Take me to Qingling Pagoda," Xia Lang gritted his teeth, "It's too late."

The Qingling Pagoda can replenish his strength for a short time, allowing him to recover to his peak state in a short period of time, but the price is a faster loss of life.

But Sharon doesn't care anymore.

Because he has had the best, sweet dream.

He thought for a while, picked up a pen and left a short message on the table, then motioned to Wang Kang and said, "Come and help me go."

Wang Kang couldn't resist Xia Lang, so he had to come over and help him go.

Xia Lang's face turned pale from the pain even if he didn't take a step, even so, he still walked to the Qingling Pagoda with strength.

"You can't go in." Walking in front of the tower, Xia Lang signaled Wang Kang to stop here: "The tower will bite back."

"What about you?" Wang Kang asked.

"I am fine."

Wang Kang could only stay outside, watching Xia Lang walk in alone.

After a while, he heard Sharon's screams outside.

The cry was so miserable that even a man like Wang Kang felt shuddering...

He didn't dare to imagine what kind of suffering Xia Lang, who suffered Ji Wuchen's three swords in the main hall of the Shangqing without saying a word, went through to cry so miserable...

And how did the 1000 years in the Qingling Pagoda pass...

"what!!!!!!!!!"

Wang Kang finally couldn't help it, and knelt down in front of the Qingling Pagoda.

I don't know how long it took, but Xia Lang's screams gradually became deeper.

The Qingling Pagoda suddenly became radiant!

All the fighting people and demons froze for a moment, put down the weapons in their hands, and looked in the direction of Qingling Pagoda.

A white figure slowly stepped out of the Qingling Pagoda.

This scene is so familiar, for the disciples of Shangqing Hall, this is just a scene they experienced a few days ago.

His appearance caused a commotion. Not all the people present that day, but this time, almost all the elite forces of the two factions rushed out. They looked up at the unattainable white figure, both shocked and frightened.

Man You was at the forefront of the Demon Race, with a mocking smile on his lips.

"You're still here," he said, "I thought it would be Ji Wuchen."

Sharon has now fully returned to normal, and seems to be a little stronger than when he came out of the tower: "How can I need my master to deal with you? I am enough."

He walked slowly and was at the forefront of the cultivation world.

People in the comprehension world looked at each other, they didn't expect that Xia Ran would stand in front of them.

They always thought that Sharon and the Demon God were together.

"It's a pity," Man You shook his head, "I can't let you see him die—"

Before he finished his sentence, he immediately started to attack: "Because you will die before him!"

Xia Lang quickly accepted the move, and the two fought hard.

The battle below stopped for a while, and both sides were waiting for the strongest on both sides to decide the winner.

Thousands of moves were made in an instant, but Xia Lang was injured after all, not as good as Man You, and he took two steps back, a stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

He wiped it off with his hands, looked at his hands, and seemed to be curious, how could he still have blood to bleed.

Man You stood three steps away from him, but he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue him. Instead, he looked at the embarrassed Xia Ran like a cat catching a mouse, with a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

"Why do you always put yourself in such a mess?" Man You asked, "You are obviously so strong, strong enough to share the world with me."

What he said was correct, but Sharon just smiled calmly: "Because I want to protect them."

"No, that's not right," Man You shook his head: "You are not the kind of person who cares about the world at all, I can see through you."

His eyes are the best mind reading mirror in the world, no one can hide from his eyes: "Your heart is not that big."

Sharon closed his eyes.

Yes, Ban You was right.

His heart is not that big at all.

What cares about the common people and what helps the world are all farts to him, and he only has his master in his heart.

It's just that the master thinks they are important, and he also wants to protect what the master guards...

"Stop talking nonsense," Xia Lang was afraid to continue talking to Man You, he would tell the things about him and Ji Wuchen in front of so many people: "Go on!"

The two continued to fight inseparably.

"You can't beat me to death," Xia Lang was thrown far away by Manyou after one move, and almost hit the nearby hill.

He spat out a mouthful of blood!

At the same time, Ji Wuchen of Shangqing Palace suddenly opened his eyes!

Xia Lang's skill has been greatly reduced, and he can no longer maintain his restriction!

Ji Wuchen got out of bed in a hurry, wanting to find Xia Lang.

But he saw a miraculous thing when the bronze mirror flashed by!

Ji Wuchen stopped suddenly, and stopped in front of the bronze mirror again.

——Behind his ear, there is actually the same red mole!

He and Xia Lang were born to be married!

Ji Wuchen was ecstatic, he couldn't believe his eyes!

Although he didn't know when he and Xia Lang had a physical relationship, but he liked Xia Lang, and Xia Lang also said that he liked him, plus this red mole, is there anything else to say?

They will be happy for a lifetime!

quickly!

Ji Wuchen rushed to the border of the battlefield like the wind, but saw that everyone stopped.

"What's going on?" Ji Wuchen asked, "Has the war ceased now?"

The disciples at the bottom were taken aback by the headmaster, they didn't know why the headmaster appeared here instead of at the forefront of the battlefield: "Front... front... big brother and Demon God... fighting... fighting... "

This big brother called me willingly.

Seeing Xia Lang's actions now, they could no longer say a word about Xia Ran's right and wrong.

Ji Wuchen hurried forward a few steps and wanted to go to the front to find Xia Lang, but was discovered by the elder and stopped him.

"Wuchen! Where did you go just now?" The Great Elder just searched for Ji Wuchen for a long time but couldn't find it. Now seeing Ji Wuchen, he quickly pulled him back: "The front has passed the Shangqing Mountains, you can't go out!"

Ji Wuchen suddenly stopped in his tracks!

He almost forgot about it!There are restrictions on him!

Although he is now sure that the ban was not imposed by Xia Lang, but Manyou, but the ban is indeed real.

Ji Wuchen could only force himself to stop: "How is it now?"

"The situation is not very good," the elder said solemnly, "Xia Lang can't beat Man You."

Ji Wuchen released his consciousness, and then his complexion suddenly turned pale.

The heart suddenly tightened!

How can this be called unbeatable!This is simply one-sided massacre!

Xia Lang was beaten by Manyou once, then got up again and continued to be beaten.

His thin body blocked the front line of the demon god's invasion.

Ji Wuchen only felt his heart hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe, and wanted to rush out immediately, but his footsteps were suddenly stuck.

If he rushed out, what would happen to the Shangqing Mountains?

What about the tens of thousands of Shangqingshan disciples accumulated over thousands of years?

If he rushes out, he may be able to win Xia Lang, but the price is that the entire Shangqing sect will be buried for him.

How to do?

What is he going to do?

How should he choose?

His spiritual sense could see that Xia Lang was being beaten again and again, but when he lowered his head, he could see the disciples of the Shangqing Sect looking at him with trusting eyes.

They call him the head, they support him, and they think he can lead them out of this world.

As everyone knows, in their eyes, the head of the sect, who is as tall as the sky, can't even protect the one he loves...

My mind seemed to explode, the two voices were fighting non-stop, but Ji Wuchen was still unable to take that step.

He loves Xia Lang and wants to protect Shangqing Mountain.

If it was him here, he would sacrifice himself without hesitation in exchange for Xia Lang and Shang Qingshan Zhouquan.

But why, let him make a choice between Shang Qingshan and Xia Lang?

While Ji Wuchen was still hesitating, Xia Lang was sent flying again, this time, he didn't get up for a long time.

Ji Wuchen took a step forward uncontrollably, but was pulled back to reality by the elder's voice.

"Where's the Qingling Sword!" said the Great Elder, "Where is the Qingling Sword of King Dongling!"

Yup!

The Qingling Sword can kill Manyou!

Ji Wuchen's eyes lit up, and he told his disciples, "Go to King Dongling!"

He has fulfilled what he promised King Dongling, and now it's time for him to fulfill his promise!

He hurt Xia Ran for him, just for that sword!

Where is the sword? ? ? ! ! !

"But!" The disciple looked at the head of the sect and was about to cry, "The King of Dongling has already escaped!"

When he heard the news that the demon sect was attacking, King Dongling had already disappeared without knowing where he was holding his life-saving treasures. Because he had too many treasures, even the elders of the Shangqing sect could not find his trace!

boom--

Ji Wuchen fell directly from mid-air as if struck by lightning.

Seeing Ji Wuchen's appearance, the disciple was frightened: "Master! What's wrong with you, Master!"

Ji Wuchen spat out a mouthful of blood: "It's nothing."

finally.

He lost Sharon.

Also lost the sword.

He leaned against a rock slumped, feeling that he was the most useless master in the world.

He can't protect his sect and his lover, and he can only shrink behind his lover like a coward in the face of life and death.

Just when the entire Shangqing faction was about to despair, Xia Lang suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Sword!"

A ray of light suddenly appeared in a very far away place, and it came to Xia Ran's side at a rapid speed!

The light gradually dissipated, and when everyone saw it, it turned out to be King Dongling holding something in his arms!

The king of Dongling turned pale with fright, he didn't know why he suddenly appeared here from the road of running, but seeing Xia Ran in front of him, he just felt bad.

"You—" Before he could finish a word, a sword pierced through his heart.

Xia Lang pulled out the package from Dongling King's hand, which was the Qingling Sword.

Holding the sword, he pointed at Manyou: "Come again!?"

Ji Wuchen's eyes were empty, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

How is this going……

Why Alang can directly summon the Qingling Sword...doesn't need Dongling King's approval at all.

Why didn't he tell himself earlier...

Why did he let himself hurt him...

From this point of view, it is ridiculous for him to hurt Xia Ran with his sword.

The Qingling Sword... originally belonged to Alang!

After Xia Lang had the Qingling Sword, Manyou retreated steadily.

"Pfft—" Now the one who vomited blood turned into Manyou.

Manyou fell to the ground, Xia Lang's sword pointed at his heart.

"I didn't expect you to be able to summon the Qingling Sword!" Manyou said in shock.

Xia Lang smiled: "It's just a coincidence."

He didn't dare to speak too much, and Man You found out that he was already at the end of his strength.

"I lost," Manyou said.

Xia Lang's sword tip was about to pierce his heart, but Man You suddenly smiled: "Although I lost, I still have a big gift for you!"

"What are you doing!" Xia Ran said nervously!

"Don't do anything!" Manyou laughed for the last time: "Give him back your master's memory!!!!"

"He didn't lose his soul at all, what he did to you is true!" Man You said, "How about it, I let him restore his memory, he will definitely love you to death!!!!"

"It's just that you're going to be a dead man soon!!!!"

"Ha ha--"

Before Manyou's last laugh was over, Xia Lang's sword pierced his heart.

Xia Ran's expression was extremely pale, and his whole body was trembling!

On the other side, Ji Wuchen had a splitting headache!

Countless dusty memories flooded him, and the moment he regained consciousness, he saw Xia Ran fall from the sky!

At this time, he had completely forgotten what Shangqing faction was!He only had one idea, to catch Xia Ran who fell from the sky!

"none--"

Before the Great Elder finished speaking, he saw Ji Wuchen rush up and catch Xia Lang.

No, what he caught was not only Sharan, but also Sharan's blood.

Xia Ran was like a rag doll that had lost its clockwork, and fell down from mid-air fiercely.

"Alang..." Ji Wuchen trembled, trembling, hugged Xia Lang tightly in his arms, trembling again, trembling, stretched out his hand to test his breath.

That breath was so weak that Ji Wuchen almost didn't feel it.

"Master..." Xia Lang looked up at him, and spoke with a hoarse voice.

Ji Wuchen's whole heart seemed to fall to the bottom of the mountain just like Xia Lang's fall just now.

"Don't believe what you see..." Xia Ran's words were squeezed out between his teeth, he couldn't open his mouth anymore, he could only move his lips, and words came out of it.

"all fake……"

Ji Wuchen's lips trembled, but he couldn't say anything, he could only hear Xia Lang continuing to speak, with a very weak, very weak voice.

"Master..."

"I've been waiting for you for 1000 years..."

"IM so tired……"

Ji Wuchen's hand holding Xia Lang was trembling, but he lost his voice.

He has a lot to say.

He wants to say,