The morning sun is warm and even if you look at it, you don’t feel dazzling. It looks on people, just like the warmest mother’s hand slowly brushing by, making people calm.

Qianyin tried hard to wink Fang Yiran, and the other party ignored him and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Master, Fang Yiran, a disciple of unfilial pupil, come back to apologize! Please let Master open the door and spare Qianyin. She has nothing to do with this matter!"

Qianyin clearly saw that a touch of pain appeared on Fu Yuan's face, which had always been expressionless.

He walked to Fang Yiran step by step, and his tone was calm: "Ran'er, do you feel sorry for you?"

Fang Yiran's whole body trembled, and even his ears turned red: "Master treats me like a son. He has taught me carefully for many years, and his disciples dare not forget it. But today's affairs are all the fault of his disciples. Please observe it clearly."

Fu Yuan sneered: "Very good, my good disciple from Fu Yuan Buddhism is really responsible!"

In Qianyin's astonished gaze, Fu Yuan waved his palm, and Fang Yiran suddenly spitted blood and flew backwards like a scarecrow. When he landed, he still couldn't get up. His knee touched the ground, and a thud made Qianyin's heart tremble.

Fu Yuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at him from afar, his voice and expression were ruthless: "Do you know, what is the crime of having a personal relationship with the demon clan? What punishment should he be subject to?"

"I know." Fang Yiran replied with blood in his mouth: "Cut the immortal bones, transform them into a body of immortal magic, and demote them back to the human world."

He said calmly and breeze, but Qianyin was frightened and said anxiously: "Is Elder Fu really disregarding the feelings of his master and disciple..."

"Qianyin!" Fang Yiran interrupted her with a silence, shook her head gently: "Don't interfere."

"But……"

Fu Yuan glanced at him, and Qianyin was silent. He was nervous and thought about the countermeasures, but found that in the face of this situation, nothing she said was useless. She could neither take out the Moon God Bow and Fu Yuan to fight with him, even if she did it, she could not do it. However, she could not pretend to turn a blind eye.

Just as she looked at Fang Yiran with anxiety and worry, vomiting blood by Fu Yuan again and again, and her reason was almost lost, Chonghua hugged Qianxue and floated in front of her.

Although Fu Yuan was angry, he could not pretend to be ignorant of Chonghua's arrival. He brushed his body slightly and said hello.

Qianyin was stared at by Chonghua's eyes, shrank again and again, and she wanted to retreat into the ground and disappear.

"Your Majesty, even if Qianyin is your disciple, you still have to deal with evil deeds. Please don't interfere."

Fu Yuan said this toughly. If it were replaced by Liu Guang, it might have started fighting. Chonghua pondered for a moment, glanced at Qianyin and said, "I guarantee her that Elder Fu would be willing to let him go?"

"Master, Qianyin has nothing to do with this time. She doesn't know that Yao'er is a member of the demon clan!" Fang Yiran spoke at the right time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

Fuyuan didn't know if he felt uncomfortable in his heart, but saw his face muscles twitching rapidly. After a while, he said indifferently: "Since that's the case, Qianyin will ask the Lord to take it back and discipline it well."

"Thank you." Chonghua reached out and grabbed Qianyin who wanted to avoid it. Feng Qingyun glanced over, calm but also felt very threatening. Qianyin immediately fell asleep, grabbed his sleeve obediently and followed him to the cloud head.

On the ground, Fu Yuan was extremely angry, and another palm slapped Fang Yiran away. This time, between hundreds of meters, Qianyin still heard the sound of the broken bones in his body clearly, crisp and loud.

She clenched her fists secretly, and pulled Chonghua's sleeves with a trembling heart, and her voice was like a mosquito: "Master..."

Chonghua ignored it.

Qianyin looked down and Fang Yiran's clothes were chaotic and his expression was weak. He knelt stubbornly in front of Fu Yuan and whispered something. When he saw Fu Yuan furious, he actually penetrated his body with a sword!

"Senior Brother Fang!" Qianyin shouted in a low voice, and Chonghua grabbed her arm at the right time to prevent her from running down with impulse.

Qianyin guessed that Fu Yuan must be a stern heart, otherwise his disciple would be indifferent to him and would be indifferent to him, as if he wanted to kill Fang Yiran to death.

"Bad disciple!"

I don't know what Fang Yiran said again, Fuyuan roared angrily, and even Qianyin's eardrum was so shocked. The next moment, he saw him kick Fang Yiran and followed him up, and the long sword reflected a faint cold light and shone through Qianyin's eyes.

"Yao'er!!"

In her ears was Fang Yiran's cry of pain. When she returned to Qingming in front of her, the place where Fu Yuan's sword stabbed on the ground was Bai Yao covered in blood. She hugged Fang Yiran and blocked Fu Yuan's sword with the posture of blocking the sword from her back.

The blood-stained dress fluttered in the wind, and her hair was like a waterfall, blocking her expression, and only a smile on the corner of her lips, a satisfied smile.

Qianyin was stunned.

Chonghua came from beside him and sighed softly: "Qianyin, are you satisfied with this result?"

Qianyin wanted to say it, but was not satisfied.

But a heat rushes into the nose and eyes and blocks his mouth, and he can't say a word.

The moment Fu Yuan pulled out the long sword, the blood that collapsed from Bai Yao's body shone with stars in the sun. Fang Yiran seemed to be stupid and hugged her tightly, falling from mid-air...

Qianyin broke away from Chonghua and ran away!

But they didn't catch up with their falling speed, and they could only watch them land heavily on the ground, and the dead leaves on the ground scattered.

Qianyin fell in front of the two of them and scratched her arm, trying to repair Bai Yao's injuries with her own blood, but Bai Yao asked Fang Yiran softly: "Do you want to die with me?"

Fang Yiran hugged her tightly, tears falling in her eyes: "I don't want to!"

"Oh, then I'll die by myself..."

Qianyin's blood-dropping arms were still in the air, Bai Yao smiled on her lips, and closed her cunning and dark eyes tightly.

Looking at Fang Yiran's black eyes that had lost their glory in an instant, she slowly withdrew her hand, glanced at Fu Yuan and others, and saw their cold eyes. She thought to herself, the people in the fairy world are so ruthless.

She staggered back a few steps and whispered to the other party: "Take her away. Don't stay in the fairy world."

At this moment, demon clouds surged in the sky, and two figures came to the front of them in an instant.

Baihe and Zhu Xian both had their eyes slit up, and they attacked without a difference when they raised their hands.

The murderous aura was like a knife, attacking Qianyin's face, and she could only hear Fu Yuan screaming.

"Ran'er!"

When she was protected by Chonghua, she saw Fu Yuan blocking Fang Yiran and blocking Baihe's angry attack, without causing him to hurt Fang Yiran at all.

Qianyin asked Chonghua: "Master, since Elder Fu wants to kill him, why should he save him?"

Chonghua's answer came from above his head: "Because he is Fang Yiran's master. Fang Yiran did something wrong. He can punish and kill him, but he cannot let others hurt him at all."

Zhu Xian and Baihe were only aiming to steal Bai Yao. Chonghua did not stop him and watched them retreat quickly.

Fang Yiran looked at the direction of the two people leaving, slowly stood up and said, "Master, give me the water of immortal transformation and let me become a mortal forever. I will not do this immortal anymore."

After this sentence, Taia no longer had a man named Fang Yiran.
Chapter completed!