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Rubbing the center of his brows with a headache, Xie Yan showed a comforting smile to the anxious two: "It's okay, I'm just fascinated by thinking about things. Besides, I don't know anything about music, I only have two feelings of pleasant and harsh—"

This is the truth.The disciples of Xuanyin's sect majored in rhythm, and their spiritual roots were as excellent as Jian Suyu and Yuan Origami. Even Yunhe, who was mentally incompetent, had a natural sensitivity to rhythm, but Xie Yan was an accident.Regarding this matter, Cang Shen was also very puzzled at the beginning, why did he accept an apprentice who is a sound idiot?

Lan Yin had a black line on his face: "Is this something to be proud of..."

"It's not easy to be confused by the forbidden music of the evil gate, how good it is." Xie Yan narrowed his eyes with a smile.

Every time the teachers, big and small, fought each other, the two disciples Fu Le confronted each other, and Jian Suyu and Xie Yan were always the ones who could stand upright until the end.Jian Suyu was unaffected, but Xie Yan——sorry, couldn't understand all of them.

Seeing that he was fine, Jian Suyu felt relieved, seeing that Liu Minghong was struggling against the bamboos gathered around him, he blew on the crushed ice horizontally to counter the sound of blowing leaves from outside.Together with the shattered ice, a cold and ethereal tune floated, and the surrounding bamboo forests were instantly covered with ice crystals, which effectively blocked the vegetation formation that was squeezing their footing space.With music to stop fighting, the formation loses the sound of blowing leaves to attract each other, and the approaching momentum is suspended.Holding his saber in his hand, Liu Minghong slashed out like lightning with a tacit understanding.Facing the fierce wind, several green bamboos directly in front made several wailing sounds and fell to the ground.

During the fight, Yunxi only felt that his face was stained with a little juice, and it was a little itchy.He simply thought it was broken grass, trees and leaves, so he touched them casually, regardless of his sword skills, and the horizontal sword slashed at these bamboos that followed one after another.

"Brother, there is blood on your face, are you injured?" Lan Yin looked at his face, eyes full of panic.

"No...no..." Yun Xi glanced at his palm in surprise, the scarlet was dazzling, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he shouted, "Senior, uncle, this bamboo will bleed!"

will bleed?Xie Yan was taken aback, and quickly grabbed Liu Minghong's knife-wielding hand: "Stop it all! You are all monks, you can't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

These bamboos were transformed by the original villagers. Xie Yan got closer, and could even clearly see the distorted face of the imprisoned soul on the bamboo joints.

"Then what should we do?" Liu Minghong was retracted by Na Na, "These things are getting closer and closer, and sooner or later they will squeeze us into pieces."

"Isn't there still me?" Lan Yin suddenly lightened her palm, and Xie Yan snatched her saber away.

Lan Yin stared blankly at the blood continuously flowing down his chin, and was surprised that her sword could exert such power in other people's hands.I saw Xie Yan's deep voice of luck, and the sword light suddenly slashed across the slowly approaching bamboos. Countless blood splashed on his handsome face. The evil ghost Shura who crawled out of it.

Yun Xi showed embarrassment: "But senior can't—"

Knowing what he wanted to say, Xie Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the sticky liquid on his hands and smiled, "I'm different... Anyway, I'm a demon cultivator."

Jian Suyu's eyes froze, and his lips moved as if he wanted to speak, but the sound of blowing leaves became louder and louder, and he could only calm down.

Isn't it normal for magic cultivators to kill people?Demon cultivators who have never been bloody are different, so let me carry these murders on my back.

"Are you a demon cultivator?!" An unbelievable questioning voice suddenly came from the side.

I don't know who asked, Xie Yan thought it might be some frightened little disciple, so he hummed lightly, but what greeted him was a sword light from behind.He only felt a pain in his abdomen, and something passed from the wound. Xie Yan lowered his head and saw his blood still dripping on the ground from the white sword tip.Slowly pulling out the spirit sword from his body, Xie Yan gasped in pain, and the flaming paper cranes that illuminated his body dimmed a bit after his master was injured.

The leader Xuanyin boy stood in front of a group of disciples, staring at him viciously, wishing to eat his flesh and drink his blood, and said word by word: "Devil cultivator deserves to die!"

"Thank you for the banquet!" This unexpected turn of events made Jian Suyu's heart flustered, causing him to play several wrong notes in succession.When he was burning with anxiety, he quickly blew a few sharp notes, and all of them turned into white light symbols to track the man behind him.Immediately, with trembling hands, he searched for any elixir he could find in his universe bag.

It seemed that the people behind were restrained, and the music reverberating in the air stopped abruptly, but the formation was irreversible.After Liu Minghong hurriedly built a barrier to protect everyone, he hurriedly supported the crumbling Xie Yan, injected peaceful spiritual power into his back to heal his injuries, and did not forget to complain: "My elder brother is right. Xuanyin's Everyone is crazy, everyone is crazy."

"You...are you alright?" Lan Yin beside him turned pale with fright. He wanted to step forward to support Xie Yan, but he was afraid that his clumsy hands would hurt others, so he could only turn his eyes to him awkwardly. Yun Xi, dissatisfied, retorted: "Senior brother Yun, he is saving us, how could you sneak attack from behind?"

"Can't we save it?" Yunxi stared at Xie Yan as if he was staring at some scourge, with a look of deep hatred on his face, "My father died at the hands of the demon cultivator, and those who fell into the demon are all demon heads! Lan Yin, Your parents were also murdered by the demon cultivator, so you actually believed him?"

"I...he..." Lan Yin opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.He lowered his head silently, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Your father? Yunxi..." Xie Yan clutched the painful wound, chewed the name carefully, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "You are Yunhe's son? Then your mother—"

"You, a heinous person, have no right to know my mother's name. Ten years ago, the demon cultivator slaughtered Xuanyin, and also killed my father and grandfather. What's more, my mother shed tears all day long, and finally died in depression." There were tears in Yunxi's eyes, and his eyes were full of hatred and anger, like a raging lonely beast, "Because of Moxiu, my family was ruined, and I was stared at... Moxiu deserves to die, and so do you—"

"Pa——" A crisp slap fell on the boy's fair face, ending his hysteria.

Yun Xi covered her face, turned her head to one side, her Adam's apple moved slightly, and kept choking: "Uncle...you haven't hit me all these years since I was a child—now you hit me for a demon cultivator?"

Jian Suyu's face was suffocated, and the corners of her anger softened a little, but the cold light in her eyes became even worse: "It's one of the faults to take advantage of people's unpreparedness and attack from behind; Not being grateful, repaying kindness with revenge, the third mistake, from the beginning to the end, is this what I taught you?"

"Master—" Lan Yin weakly tugged on the corner of Jian Suyu's clothes.

"Master Uncle is right, Master, you have been deluded by a demon cultivator." Yun Xi complained with tears in his eyes, with red eyes, "Ten years ago, there was a chaos in the door, and you went down the mountain without authorization and set foot on the road of thorns because of that person." Lu. Later, in order to snatch his body, he did not hesitate to confront the entire sect with swords."

Tsk, Liu Minghong sighed inwardly, the people in Xuanyin are indeed a bunch of lunatics.

Jian Suyu acted as if she had never heard of it, but silently took out a bottle of medicinal powder from her Qiankun bag, and sprinkled it on the wound on Xie Yan's abdomen with some clumsy movements.

Go down the mountain without authorization?Was it the time he came to Fengdu to look for him?However, in the end the two broke up.Swords facing each other?Is killing each other a felony, or is it because of his corpse?It's no wonder that Jian Suyu, who is the proud son of heaven, is ordered by Cang Shen to be subdued, so that her hair turns white.Xie Yan looked at the downcast person in front of him in astonishment, staring at him motionless.From this angle, the lines of Jian Suyujiao's pretty face seemed to soften a lot, the ice in her eyes melted away, and the bottom of her clear eyes seemed to be stained with something called warmth.Just as he withdrew his hand, Xie Yan grasped his slender and strong wrist, and stared at him with a pair of round eyes.

You can admit it or deny it, but you should say something, Xie Yan thought.

As if feeling in her heart or seeing through Xie Yan's thoughts, Jian Suyu suddenly raised her eyes and took a deep look at him, and her snow-white hair fell on Xie Yan's fingertips and heart: "Yes, I am very I was fascinated by him years ago, even after drinking Chenyuansan for so many years, I still can't forget him."

With a stubborn face, Yun Xi bit her lower lip, and turned her head angrily when she heard the words.

Looking at him so affectionately, a little heat spread from his cheeks to the tips of his ears——Xie Yan blushed.

Not to mention Xie Yan, these words came from Jian Suyu, who was always aloof, and Liu Minghong, who was watching, couldn't listen anymore, and even shook his hands in fright.

Xie Yan groaned in pain, and most of her thoughts were lost: "Minghong——do you want to murder me?"

Yun Xi's cultivation base is not high, this sword is not fatal.But Taoist spirit swords have all been baptized by the exorcism formation, and have natural restraint against evil spirits, thus inhibiting the recovery of Xie Yan's injuries.

"Don't waste your spiritual power. I am a demon cultivator. The spiritual power in your body has no effect on my injury except to relieve my pain." It turns out that Yunxi is Yunhe's posthumous child, forget it——Xie Yan's body and mind Leaning on Jian Suyu's shoulder exhaustedly, he tried to adjust his breath.

Thinking of Pu Xinjiu's teasing of him in Zixiao Mountain that day, Jian Suyu froze all over, but in order to make the people around him sleep more comfortably, he secretly relaxed his body.

Now that the crisis has been postponed, Xie Yan wanted to close his eyes to regain his energy, but he was caught off guard and felt his lips wet.

It turned out to be blood—fresh human blood.

The tip of his nose was full of bloody smell, Xie Yan was shocked.He suddenly opened his eyes and retched a few times, his whole face was pale.Then he wiped his lips vigorously, pulled the slender fingers that were still oozing blood from his lips, and glared angrily: "Do you know what you are doing?!"