(God's perspective)
A seemingly sickly man in white clothes was held by the neck by several demons with weapons.
"Ahem!"
The man in white covered his mouth and coughed twice, then asked the demon at the side anxiously.
"Has the Demon Lord come out yet? You need to hurry up. If he notices it, it will be too late. Can you tell the Demon Lord to hurry up..."
"What are you talking about! As an immortal, we should kill you if you break into the country. Why do you want so many demands!"
"In my opinion, we can deal with him right now. Their Immortal Dao will start a war with us anyway, and this guy will die sooner or later!"
One of the demon envoys' proposal was quickly recognized by the others.
The man in white sighed with a sad look on his face. In fact, it was okay to let them kill him, but he was just afraid that they wouldn't be able to kill him either.
Just when one of the demons was about to stab the man in white to death, Jiang Lin's cry came from afar.
"Master——"
Jiang Lin rushed over and cut off the weapons of the demon envoys without saying a word.
When the weapon landed, Jiang Lin hugged the man in white tightly.
The demon envoys on the side were still a little at a loss, but fortunately Yun Qishen also rushed over, even though he ordered the demon envoys to retreat.
Jiang Lin buried her head in the arms of the man in white. She tightly grasped the clothes on the man's back.
The man in white just touched Jiang Lin's head gently to comfort her.
"Is Jiang Lin crying?"
"No oil (no)."
"Okay, okay, enough hugs, let go."
"Wobu medicine (I don't want it)."
"Isn't there nothing wrong with me here? Jiang Lin, I have something urgent to tell the Demon Lord. If your uncle..."
The man in white was hesitant to speak, so Jiang Lin moved her head away from the man in white's chest and looked up at him.
Jiang Lin's tearful look startled Yun Qishen in the distance.
Will this woman still cry?
The man in white gently wiped the tears from the corners of Jiang Lin's eyes with his hands and wiped away her tears.
Jiang Lin grabbed the hand of the man in white and said, "If that guy comes, I will definitely protect you, Master. I understand your pain, Master, and I also remember what happened at that time.
But I don’t blame you, Master. It was Master who taught me my skills and taught me how to survive here!
Just let me help Master, wouldn't you? "
The white-haired man smiled happily, "Jiang Lin, you are serious."
Yun Qishen heard the conversation between the two of them and figured out the identity of the man in white after a moment's thought.
Jiang Lin's master is a Taoist priest, but there is absolutely no way this man in white is Duan Xiwu. Then it could only be Jianshuhe.
Jianshuhe, whom Yun Qishen had met before, was still an old man with white beard, but now he has become so immature.
Is it the elixir of immortality? Could it be that Duan Xi was refined without him?
Yun Qishen stood in the distance and looked at Jiang Lin and Jian Shuhe with a frown.
After Jian Shuhe finished talking to Jiang Lin, he walked towards Yun Qishen.
When Yun Qishen saw Shuhe walking towards him, he couldn't quickly restrain his expression.
"It's been a while since I've seen you, Demon Lord."
Jian Shuhe bowed politely to Yun Qishen.
Yun Qishen felt that he was a little rude, so he put away his troubled expression as quickly as possible.
"Hmm...ah..."
Yun Qishen still didn't answer the question for a while.
Jian Shuhe then bowed to Yun Qishen, "I apologize to you on behalf of Xi Wu. He is stubborn, but he has a good heart.
I knew that what he did could not be forgiven, so I wanted to atone for his sins. If the devil wants to blame, just blame it on the villain. "
"Master, obviously those are..."
"By taking the elixir of immortality, I am destined to bear thousands of lives, and I am also destined to bear this crime.
Duan Xiwu's immortality was given to him by me, and he became what he is now because of it. "
Jian Shuhe interrupted Jiang Lin, who was determined to bear Duan Xiwu's sin.
"I understand. Isn't there something urgent now? I don't want to hear about this kind of sinful thing. What's the matter? You came here alone?"
Yun Qishen didn't want to delay and go straight to the topic, and his attitude was in line with Jian Shuhe's intention.
Jian Shuhe smiled slightly, "I need you, Demon Lord, to protect me until the day of light. Then I will be of great help to you, Demon Lord."
As soon as he heard about the bright day, Yun Qishen paid more attention to it, "I don't think now is the time for discussion. If the Taoist priest wants to be in Jiangbang, of course he can do it. I am worried that the lunatic will do it because of you, Taoist priest." Harm our country."
Jianshuhe pulled out the Jishifu Changhe from Jiang Lin's waist, and he and he drew it on his arm.
"I swear by blood, as long as the villain stays in Xinjiang, he will protect Xinjiang from Duan Xiwu. I only hope Xinjiang can help me." Jian Shuhe put away the sword, and the wound on his hand was healed. Slowly healing, "I hope you will give the villain a chance to atone for his sins and let me stop Duan Xiwu. In order to break the so-called destiny here."
Yun Qishen looked at Jian Shuhe being so serious and determined. When he looked at Jiang Lin's worried look next to him, he also stretched out his hand and drew a sword on it.
"I swear by my blood, I believe in you. No matter what, you are my second uncle's master."
Jian Shuhe sighed in relief, "Thank you for trusting me."
"In that case, Jiang Lin, please take your master back to the city to settle down. After settling in, we will see you in Hanhu."
After Yun Qishen finished speaking, he left in the direction of Hanhu Lake.
Jiang Lin also took Jian Shuhe into the Demon King's City.
All these things outside the city are reflected in the eyes of a black cat.
The black cat quickly slipped into the Demon King's City, and it hurriedly climbed onto Yeyue Guishu's shoulder.
Yeyue Guishu waved his landscape painting fan, and he touched the black cat's head with his hand.
"Taoist Guanyou, so the guy who took the elixir of immortality will come to Xinjiang, right?"
After Yeyue Guishu stroked the black cat several times, the black cat turned into a soul and was taken into Yeyue Guishu's sleeve.
"Not a single fragment of Admiral Tianlian's soul can be left behind. I really look forward to the day when the Admiral will be resurrected."
Yeyue Guishu was walking forward in a good mood, but his neck was pressed against his throat by a sword glowing with blue light.
There are five words engraved on the sword - Netherworld laughs at the common people.
The black fragments gradually gathered and merged, and Duan Xiwu appeared in front of Yeyue Guishu.
"Wow~ It's quite early to show up."
Yeyue Guishu took a step back, and Youmingxiao Cangsheng followed closely.
Duan Xiwu stared at Yeyue Guishu with sharp eyes, "If you dare to take his idea, I will let you return to the west now."
"No, you can't. You are just a clone in front of me now, scholar. Do you think you can defeat God with just one clone?"
Yeyue Guishu's tone became more and more sarcastic.
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