Even so, Xingye still trusted Bai Lu more.
The cultivation level is improved, the identity is changed, the friendship of youth is replaced by suspicion, and it is worse than the contracted spirit beast. How sad and helpless is this.
On the one hand, Jingzhe understands Xingye. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. When someone stands at the pinnacle of power and has a servant whose strength and prestige are not weaker than his own, even he himself cannot guarantee that he will not be suspicious.
On the other hand, he was inevitably disappointed.
"Instead of caring about our relationship, you should think carefully about how to collect Qian Shi's body later." Jing Zhe's voice became colder.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a surprised female voice: "So the master of the pavilion plans to leave a whole body for me?"
Jingzhe's mind was shaken. She turned around and saw Yunli, wearing a willow-yellow gauze skirt, walking out of the green shadow.
Not only did she return to Canglan from the void alive, she even changed her clothes!
Yunli knocked her head in annoyance: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I was too impulsive. How could I destroy the master of the pavilion?"
"I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue when I talk big." Jingzhe's face was full of disdain. He admitted that he was indeed surprised to see her come out alive.
On second thought, the Pavilion Master rushed back to the Qinghe River Valley to save Bai Lu, so he must have neglected her. With that little butterfly spirit that could go in and out of the void as easily as drinking water, it was normal for him to bring her back alive.
After thinking about this clearly, Jingzhe was slightly stunned. It turned out that Bai Lu's position in his heart was already so important.
If the little bit of spiritual power he had just recovered was used to attack Qian Shi, she would definitely die. If she combined the attack with him, Qian Jiu would still be her opponent.
After killing the two of them, it would be too late to leave the Jueling Formation and rush back to the Qing River Valley.
"Then is this what he gave to me?" The sarcastic question drew Jingzhe's attention back. Looking at the dark green ring held by the girl, his pupils trembled, Xingye's ring!
Jingzhe was in a state of confusion. The Na Ring and other storage devices contained almost all of the monk's wealth. No one would give it away easily. What's more, this Na Ring contained Xing Ye's most important items.
No, how could he die!
He is Xingye, the genius killer Xingye. In the past ten thousand years, many amazing geniuses have perished at his hands.
How could he die in the hands of a little demon cultivator who was a whole level below him? How could he die in the void that was most beneficial to him?
Wei Lin's eyes flashed, and while he was in a state of confusion, he seized on the flaw and stabbed him right in the heart.
Even though Jing Zhe was still in a trance, facing the blade as sharp as autumn frost, his tempered fighting instinct made him react subconsciously. When Mo Li was about to stab his heart, he turned his body slightly to avoid the vital point.
Mo Li's sword stabbed the outer edge of his left chest. Wei Lin turned his wrist slightly and immediately cut across to the right with his sword.
However, the pain in his body had brought Jingzhe back to his senses. He moved his feet sideways and was several meters away in an instant.
The gurgling blood dyed the white shirt red, and also dyed Jingzhe's eyes red. He quickly sealed the meridian on his left chest.
The blow missed, Wei Lin didn't rest for a moment, and ran forward. Under the sun, Mo Li's cold light shimmered, which was breathtaking.
Yunli held Mengzhan in hand and stepped forward to help. Taofen's blade drew a dreamy trail in the air.
Without spiritual power and consciousness, Jingzhe was on par with Wei Lin. With his extra years of life and proficient martial arts skills, he was slightly ahead of Wei Lin.
Now that Yunli joins, the balance is immediately broken. Moreover, she uses strength to break the situation, and the Dream-Slaying Sword is surprisingly heavy, restraining their light and agile attacks to a certain extent.
After more than a dozen back and forth, Jingzhe's physical strength was gradually exhausted. Although his response was correct, he was still knocked away by the Dream-Slaying Saber.
He thrust his sword into the ground to support his swaying body, breathing heavily. Looking at the two men who turned over and attacked together again, Jingzhe felt sad in his heart.
It was two such young juniors who ruined their years of planning!
When they learned that the Eastern Continent was about to appear and the journey to ascension would begin again, they changed their plans and decided to postpone the outbreak of the poison until they ascended to the upper world.
Firstly, it avoids cause and effect and ensures a smooth ascension to Qingxuan; secondly, by then the monks of the Yuan Dynasty in Canglan Continent will either ascend to the upper world or fall into the thunder tribulation. In the absence of high-level monks, the Gu insects can exert their maximum effect.
Unexpectedly, the two discovered the voodoo in advance and informed Fuyue and others through Ji Ruochen's mouth, and the voodoo became useless.
I thought that the plan just failed, but I never expected that they would fall into the hands of these two people.
God is going to destroy the witchcraft and Gu sect!
At the end of the road, Jingzhe was unwilling to give up and asked: "I don't understand why you want to help the four major sects. They want to kill you."
"Don't worry, after you die, I will definitely let Fuyue and the others go down to accompany you." Yunli said coldly, while Wei Linze said nothing and stabbed him with his sword, not giving him any time to breathe.
From dawn to night, after a long period of fierce fighting, Jingzhe had already been scarred and scarred, and he was even more embarrassed than Yunli before. The wounds were deep into the bones and flesh, and the internal organs were also damaged in many places. Coupled with the loss of a large amount of blood, the vision was blurred.
Facing Wei Lin's stabbing blade, he could no longer dodge. Seeing that Mo Li's sword was about to pierce his heart, the Dream-Slaying Sword flew from an angle and deflected the blade.
Wei Lin raised his eyebrows and asked with his eyes.
Yunli pursed her lips and said: "After all, he has a master-disciple relationship with you for one year. I can't get involved in the cause and effect of killing my master."
As soon as she finished speaking, she flipped her wrist and sent the Dream-Slaying Knife straight into Jingzhe's heart.
Wei Lin was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Jingzhe, who was lying on the ground on his deathbed. He put away Moli Sword and said calmly: "I don't have a master like him."
Yunli shook his head, "Teacher, he teaches you and solves your doubts. He has taught you for a year. This is an undeniable fact."
After saying that, she lowered her eyes and looked at Xingye's Najie in her hand, feeling a little melancholy: "I don't know how much affection Senior Brother Chu has for his father. He has been separated from Lingxi Master since he was a child and has not felt any maternal love. Now I kill him again." I feel a little sorry for his father."
Wei Lin raised his eyebrows: "What, regret it?"
Yunli shook her head: "I don't regret it, but I hope he can hate me less..."
To Jingzhe, their conversation was already hazy, as if it came from the distant sky.
At first, he didn't care anymore and just quietly enjoyed the last peace before death. When he heard this, his half-closed eyes suddenly widened and he uttered with difficulty: "You said...what?"
Faced with his deceptive behavior, Yunli and Li immediately stepped back three feet, making sure that Jingzhe only had his last breath before feeling relieved.
Yunli asked in shock: "What's wrong with him? He's coming back to his senses?"
As he spoke, Jingzhe's extremely depressed aura suddenly rose steadily, and his face became visibly rosy.
"Burn the soul!" Yunli was even more vigilant and hurriedly checked with Wei Lin, "Is the formation okay? It won't collapse, right?"
Burning the soul is a taboo technique that few people know how to do. When faced with a certain death situation, the soul can be burned to restore a person to a full state in a short period of time and strive for a glimmer of hope.
The soul is damaged, and he either dies or becomes stupid afterwards, but in the end there is more hope.
Wei Lin was on full alert and a little puzzled. In other places, one could naturally gain a chance of survival by burning souls, but this place was within the Jueling Formation, and burning souls would not restore it to its full glory.
Although he did not recover his spiritual power, he regained his physical strength. Jingzhe stood up and his eyes were as sharp as a sword: "Did you just say that Chu Nan's mother is the Phantom Palace Lingxi?"
Uh, burning the soul is just to restore physical strength to ask questions?
Yunli nodded and said in surprise: "You don't know about this?!"
No way, Jingzhe is the number one killer. Even if Xingye actually trusts Bai Lu more, on the surface, he still has to show his respect for Jingzhe.
Besides, Jingzhe was the one who grew up with him outside. If Xingye wanted to leave offspring, there was no need to hide it from Jingzhe, right?
Jingzhe suddenly laughed like crazy: "Phantom Palace? Phantom Palace! Hahahaha... you actually chose a descendant of the Qin family, hahaha..."
Smiling, his voice was full of grief and anger, his eyes were scarlet, and he looked up to the sky and roared: "Xingye, are you worthy of my mother!"
After shouting, he spurted out a mouthful of bright blood, his breath became weak again, and he fell to the ground.
Yunli and Wei Lin looked at each other, a little surprised. Jingzhe had a feud with Zhenjun Suxi's family!
Jingzhe turned over and lay on his back. He tried his best to open his eyes and looked at the night sky. The bright moon in Yuanweiyuan had hidden behind the clouds at some point, leaving only a few dim stars.
In a daze, he went back to that night, his mother's pleadings kept echoing in his ears. He and Xingye struggled forward, trying to push the man away from their mother.
It's a pity that facing the monks in the Yuan Dynasty with their Qi training skills, they are no better than a worm shaking a tree, not to mention that the hypocrite Yi Ming has gone too far.
They could only watch their mother being humiliated and drained of her cultivation. They could do nothing but look at her with curses and hatred.
Afterwards, Yi Ming, who regained consciousness, only felt guilty for a moment, and actually wanted to kill them to silence them!
The majestic Master of the Phantom Palace, a highly respected gentleman in the eyes of everyone, in order to prevent his reputation from being damaged, after seizing his savior, he actually wanted to kill her to silence her!
At that moment, he vowed to eradicate these righteous hypocrites and all the sanctimonious and despicable people in the world!
Obviously at that time, Xing Ye hated him as much as he did. After getting the puppet surgery, he chose the hypocrite Yi Ming first.
But why choose Yi Ming's descendant? His mother is also the one who raised him...
Jingzhe's scarlet eyes were widened, almost bulging out of their sockets, and her body was shaking uncontrollably, as if she was in the ice and snow of the twelfth lunar month of winter.
He vowed to exterminate all members of the Qin family's bloodline to avenge his mother, but Xingye gave birth to an offspring with a woman of Qin family's bloodline, and he had protected that bastard more than once.
This life is a joke, "Xingye——"
After a roar of grief and anger, Jingzhe's body violently convulsed, then his head tilted and he lost his voice, but his eyes were still wide open, and the edges of his eye sockets were filled with blood, like a ferocious evil ghost Shura.
After sniffing and confirming that Jingzhe was dead, Yunli couldn't help but cross his arms. His last words about Xingye were simply not sounds that a human could utter.
Just two words made people's hearts clench unconsciously. Yunli was very curious about what grudges the mother of Jingzhe had against the Qin family of Phantom Palace. Unfortunately, Jingzhe is dead, and she may never know this secret.
Qing River Valley.
A few days passed by in a flash, and Tianwu Demon Cultivator had already returned to Tianwu Forest. However, Xingye Jingzhe, the strongest person in Canye Pavilion, had not yet returned. Fuyue and others were both happy and worried.
Of course they were happy that something had probably happened to Xingye Jingzhe. Although they did not see Xingye Jingzhe leave, it was obviously unreasonable that the spiritual pet was in danger but the owner was nowhere to be found.
The most likely possibility is that something happened to them.
What worries me is, when did Canglan become such a powerful person?
However, all this is speculation, and we cannot leave without definite information.
Fuyue was secretly worried. Judging from the pills sent secretly by Mu Yan, Qianjiu Yunli was seriously injured. If he could take this opportunity to set up a trap, his chances of success would be doubled.
However, as the leader of the righteous path, anyone can leave at this time, but he can't!
Bang bang bang, just as Fuyue was frowning and thinking hard, a formal knock on the door sounded.
He called out: "Come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yin came in and presented something: "Your letter."
Seeing the letter, Fu Yue raised his eyebrows in surprise. The monks always used transmission notes to convey messages. Who would write a letter to contact him?
With doubts, he opened it. The content of the letter was very short, asking for a panacea.
After reading the letter, Fuyue fell into deep thought. Ever since Yunli spread the word about the panacea, the killers from Canye Pavilion have written to him every day asking for the elixir.
However, those who contacted them were almost all low-level killers, and there were no high-level monks.
This was the first time that a high-level official came to ask for it. Fuyue squinted his eyes slightly, something must have happened in Canye Pavilion!
After a short rest, Yunli called Duoduo and took them to Qinghe River Valley.
Xingye Jingzhe is dead, they have to make sure that all the Canye Pavilion killers who master this kind of Gu technique have been killed.
Although the monks always carry their important secrets with them, if Xingye Jingzhe doesn't take the usual route and hides his poison in other places, if someone discovers it, there will inevitably be another bloody storm.
There is also the matter of Duoduo. Xingye has seen her spatial ability and must have found out that she is Ayan's spiritual pet, but no news has come out yet.
I don’t know if he told anyone else.
Entering the Qing River Valley, although the killer in the valley looked hurried, he was not anxious. Apparently, the news of Xing Ye's death due to Jingzhe was suppressed.
Yunli and the others immediately went to look for Ruoqi.
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