A disciple from the outer sect was struck by thunder and damaged a stone tablet, which attracted the attention of the elders of the sect. It was probably the first time this happened since the founding of the salvation world. And the culprit was dragging his sister outside.
They moved. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, they moved again.
Until the man who looked like an immortal stood in front of him, and Ye Chen had no choice but to stop.
In the Salvation School grounds, all the disciples bowed to the owner of the village and went back to each other. They did not think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.
Smoke filled the air, and a bead as bright red as blood and as translucent as ice flew out of the young master's chest. Without even looking at it, she swatted it towards a group of people standing in the rubble not far away.
When her cold eyes glanced at her brother, she actually smiled.
Then, her body fell backwards uncontrollably.
"Oh you..."
Jong Rong was not disturbed by her reaction. He hurried forward to support her, and one hand naturally caught her pulse. He was originally unhappy, but his face became so serious that he could squeeze water out of his mouth.
Ye Chen didn't need to guess to know that the young master's meridians were injured, and the blood was removed from the heart just now. Even a god could not bear the repeated destruction of his body.
Since Ran Neixi was in chaos, she wanted to pull her hand out several times, but when she saw that Rong Rong looked like she was going to eat her life alive, she fell silent and waited for her brother's scolding.
The sound on the side suddenly stopped, and they looked at the owner and the headmaster quietly with strange eyes.
Conong Rong was so angry that his face was livid, and he lowered his voice: "Do you really think that you can do whatever you want if you are the leader! No matter which one of the seven emotions and six desires is abolished, it will greatly damage your cultivation. If someone deliberately harms you, you will be useless in this life!"
"This...isn't there still you, brother?" Congran coughed up blood and hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it, and tugged on Congrong's sleeve with his clean hands.
"You do whatever it takes just to let them enter the world of salvation?"
He calmly tilted his head and glanced sideways at Ye Chen, his glance filled with hatred and contempt.
Cong Ranchu stayed where he was and remained silent.
As for Ye Chen, he was like a mute who didn't speak, his tongue seemed to be stuck by a huge boulder. Looking at the two people who were entangled in the previous life, looking at the pair of eyes that had already understood everything but could not get trapped in the painful struggle...
I can only stay away alone,
Only then can you escape from the sea of suffering.
Cong Ran endured the sweetness rising in his throat, and looked lonely but his eyes were bright: "Brother, once the blood beads leave the human body, they cannot be put back. The meaning of my accepting him as my disciple has been decided. But...brother, can you agree?
One thing for me?"
After a while.
"When have I ever objected to you?" Conong Rong finally sighed, with too much doting in his helpless tone, "You, like our father, are stubborn and unreasonable..."
But this is the real her, and the nobility, coolness, and elegance that the world calls her are just a disguise wrapped around her.
She chuckled: "Can brother accept Xiao Shen's sister as his disciple?"
"...?"
Savior Village Master, Taoist Wuwei stopped accepting disciples seven or eight hundred years ago. His cultivation level is unfathomable, and he is probably about to reach the level of ascension, so he has devoted himself to practicing in seclusion in recent years.
Don't worry about the chaos of the mortal world.
Don't talk about idle things in the world.
From Ran's perspective, his thoughtful expression looked like a sculpture, and he added: "I'll just make this one exception, but it won't be too much."
"I won't accept it," he said calmly.
He felt that his little sister was spoiled by him, how could he break his centuries-old rules? What's more, people like him who had not been in the mortal world for many years were used to being clean. If a troublemaker was brought into his courtyard,
Don't even think about a moment of peace.
Cong Ran was not discouraged even after being rejected. She nodded and said seriously: "Yes, I won't accept it, but it's okay to be an outer disciple. I just need your special care."
Looking at his angular face, his frown was like dark clouds, and his eyes were like ice balls, emitting a cold light. His lips were moving but he couldn't say a word. Cong Ran suddenly felt a pain in his heart and couldn't hold back.
She choked out a large mouthful of blood and fainted.
Before she fainted, she made it clear to Ye Chen and the others that they would live at her place in the future.
Calmly stiffened: "Okay, it's up to you."
After he finished speaking, he picked up Ran and Bai Ling flew out from nowhere, tied up Ye Wan and Ye Chen, and took them away together.
A group of disciples who didn't know what was going on were left there, as well as Elder Yang Chen who was holding the blood beads. He cleared his throat and told everyone to disperse. The matter was over and no more words could be said. He waved his long sleeves and smashed the stones.
They put the money into their bag, hastily cleaned up the mess, and returned to the presbytery.
As for Xie Fang, he was calmly arranged to work elsewhere.
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High in the sky, Ye Chen experienced an unprecedented excitement. The north wind roared in his ears, like a wild horse dragging debris in the air and raging in the air, hitting his face as painful as a whip.
It's the same flying with a sword, but it's a world of difference.
Ye Chen couldn't express his pain, he could only stare at the tall figure in front of him with a pair of resentful eyes. He admitted that the little master would still take care of him.
The moonlight came quietly from the sky, dotted with stars, and shed silver light, forming an illusory beauty. When the wind blew, the treetops rustled, and a few leaves fell, being trampled mercilessly under Ye Chen's feet.
In the world of cultivation, when he became the emperor and empress, when did he come back to enjoy the flowers, the moon, and the beauties so leisurely? Maybe he was tired of playing in the past, but later...he only focused all his energy on his little master.
It seems like...
It seems that we will fight to the end, no matter if we hate it or love it.
The cold wind suddenly stopped, and in a daze, Ye Chen didn't know what night it was.
She turned back calmly and coldly, her eyes as cold as ice: "I really don't understand what she likes about you, and she doesn't hesitate to take you as her disciple despite the root of her illness."
Ye Chen was startled: Good question, I also want to ask the little master why he insists on taking me into salvation.
He clearly wants to have a clear relationship with anyone in this life!
"My disciples don't know, but Immortal Fuyao has accepted me as his disciple, which is my honor." He took a deep breath and said the same words as he had in his previous life.
"pleasure."
He calmly murmured these two words, with a coldness in his eyes. He turned around and stepped into Liangzhou Hall, walking as fast as flying, opened the door and gently placed Cong Ran on the bed.
Before I even put the quilt on my little sister, I heard the little bastard's silly pig cry: "Ouch——! Don't be so fast, you can't keep up with..."
Ye Chen was carrying Ye Wan on his back and had difficulty moving, otherwise who would want to make a loud noise. In his previous life, he was punished to copy the rules of saving the world 300 times for waking up his little master. His hands became weak after copying them and he felt like vomiting blood. Now he has to
Even if he recited it once, he wouldn't hesitate.
At this time, someone slapped him on the back, and he was alerted. He subconsciously grabbed the other person's hand and was about to throw him over his shoulder. Unfortunately, his body was too small and weak, and he couldn't even touch the person's feet after struggling for a long time.
off the ground.
The man said speechlessly: "Don't look, Taoist Wuwei has left. He asked me to let you stay in the Master's side hall."
Ye Chen turned around and saw Xie Fang holding a sword with a red satin hanging on the end of the sword. There was a slight drop of sweat on his forehead, probably because he had just found an open space to vent his anger.
The red silk sword is dancing, and the fairy spirit is floating.
The peacock of the world of cultivation...
Ye Chen's mouth twitched slightly, he calmed down his thoughts and said, "Senior brother Xie, if I remember correctly, the side hall is the master's inner courtyard...how can I..."
"Just stay here if I ask you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
"..."
He is still him, the irascible and flashy Xie Peacock.
"Okay, thank you, senior brother."
Ye Chen cupped his fists and saluted. Xie Fang glanced at him a few more times, nodded and left.
Gardenias are planted in the courtyard, and the fragrance floats ten miles away. It is clearly a summer night, but it is a little cooler. I mistakenly believe that early autumn is approaching, and the trees are rustling and falling. Don't look back, under the setting sun.
He carefully carried Ye Wan to the side hall.
This place is very close to the main hall, within a hundred meters, and the main hall is the inner courtyard of the young master. On weekdays, even the disciples of salvation do not dare to enter and exit at will, let alone he is an ominous person.
After briefly treating the wounds on Ye Wan's body, Ye Chen sat by the window and stared at the bright white moon in a daze, thinking about what happened today.
Her moments of tenderness, unconscious concern, and...
The four words "unrealistic" struck hard on my forehead and heart.
The little master is a selfish, mean person. She has a purpose for being nice to others. How could she be so selfless and shield him from the knife? There must be some reason in the future!
Ye Chen rubbed his face and went to the bathhouse to take a bath.
The pond was small and open-air. He quickly took off his clothes and got into the water. A warmth rushed over his body, and mist surrounded him. He closed his eyes and yawned, falling into a drowsy state.
It was rare that he soaked in the bath for an hour, and his skin wrinkled before he could give it up.
Salvation's Taoist robe was all white, with light blue patterns on the edges. The black hairband easily tied up his green hair. Unexpectedly, a gust of wind blew off the leaves, and he fell into the steamy pond behind him.
Ye Chen's hand that put on the belt paused slightly, but he did not turn around, he just put the belt on quietly.
At this moment, four or five darts suddenly flew out from several trees nearby. Ye Chen dodged in time, and his sleeve was accidentally cut, which was very cold.
"Tsk." He whispered dissatisfiedly.
Several people on the tree froze in place when they saw that the move missed. One of them said angrily: "Are you stupid? Let's hit it together!"
There were five people in total. They were all dressed in black, with their mouths and noses covered so that no one could see their faces and could not guess who they were. Their eyes were filled with cold and vicious light, and each of them had a sword in his hand.
Then, he greeted Ye Chen over.
The long sword cut through the air and made a sharp noise.
Ye Chen had no weapons and had been dodging. The five opponents cooperated tacitly. Soon, his white clothes were stained with shoe prints and blood marks, and his internal organs were moved randomly. During the chaotic dodging, his breathing rate accelerated a lot.
.But even so, there was still no unnecessary expression on his face, and it still showed coldness indifferently.
There was a "pop" sound.
The white knife comes out near the red knife.
A big hole was poked in his abdomen by the sword, and the bright red blood flowed out like water from a floodgate, unable to stop it. Ye Chen fell to the ground, his dilated pupils staring viciously at the people who kicked him.
people.
"I think he's easy to kill. I really don't understand why Mr. San Zhang thinks that we must kill him."
"Okay, let's kill him quickly. After disposing of the body, I want to rest early."
Wait, the three elders they are talking about...are Yang Chen? Why did he come to kill me? Just because I am an unlucky person, I deserve to die? And using such despicable methods, this elder Yang Chen is really a villain.
also.
But in his last life, he was so focused on revenge that he didn't pay attention to the muddy water in the salvation sect, which could make people eat a pot.
He pursed his lips and tasted the blood. With an evil fire rising in his body, he suddenly grabbed the sword blade that was slashing towards his head. The skin on his palm was pierced, and a large amount of blood spurted out. He didn't
Too much reaction was to grab the sword and pull it back, causing the blade to sink deeper, but he was able to snatch the sword away.
The man in black who had his weapon taken away looked horrified and said in disbelief: "Is he crazy? He took the sword with his bare hands!"
"What do you think? Am I crazy or not? The people from the Presbytery just sent you losers?"
A sneer formed on his thin lips.
Another man in black was furious and pointed a sword at him: "You are a fucking waste. How can a person who is not even a foundation-builder have the face to talk to us?"
Ye Chen thought about it and thought it made sense: "Humans and animals have no common language."
The people in black were speechless for a moment.
Ye Chen stopped talking nonsense, changed his hand to hold the sword, and adopted a simple and rough attack method with fatal strikes, which allowed him to quickly gain the upper hand. Those men in black either had their weapons blown away or kicked to the ground, and they couldn't even get up.
No chance.
Thick smoke lingered behind him.
In the night, half of his face was buried in darkness, and half was illuminated by the moonlight. The polarized color difference made people visually fearful, especially those eyes, which were as dark as the lake in front of them.
They are not the eyes of a six-year-old child at all!
Just like before his rebirth, the feared Lord Demon Lord and the killer organization he trained to kill souls.
"You want to kill me?" Ye Chen lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes swept down slightly, and there was a faint mole on his left eyelid, "I appreciate your courage."
The smoke became thicker and thicker. Just when Ye Chen was about to kill all the men in black, the air suddenly froze. Someone was exerting strong pressure, and the sword that was supposed to pierce the heart of the man in black lying on the ground was struck by a blow.
The snow-white long sword flew away.
"Climb——"
His hands were shaking from the shock.
Apart from Little Master's Sui Feng Sword, there is no other clear and sharp sword in the world!
"Ye Chen, what are you doing?"
He looked back and met a calm look.
"Teacher...Master?"
Cong Ran's face was pale and her lips were trembling. She woke up from the room and did not see Ye Chen. She turned the Liangzhou Hall upside down and found an unconscious Ye Wan and a fierce fight with Chi Shuitangzi.
.
The man in black held himself up in pain, with blood flowing all over the floor: "Master, ahem, master... He has ulterior motives, damaged our sect's stone monument, and wants to kill us. He must kill us! You have to make the decision for us.
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Ye Chen retorted: "Nonsense, you were obviously the one who wanted to kill me first."
"A person who has never practiced can use a sword so skillfully. What do you think he is if he is not careful? He must have other plots when he comes to save the world. I don't know where the evil comes from, but his skill suddenly increases and he wants to kill people and silence them!"
"Kick him out of the division!"
He was obviously beaten to the point where he couldn't get up, but he still had the strength to complain first. The ugly faces of each of them made Ye Chen feel sick.
Maybe he was afraid that his little master would misunderstand him, so he wanted to explain, but he said, "Master, I don't...you have to believe me.", but he swallowed it back for some reason.
changed to .
"They are right. I want to kill someone and silence them. Master found out about it. Please drive me out." Ye Chen said this sentence at once, and even he himself didn't notice that his eyes were blank for a moment.
Leaving like this was the result he wanted, and his heart couldn't help but twitch.
Snapped--
He was stunned!
The sudden slap made Ye Chen turn his head, and a red mark suddenly appeared on his fair face. The pain continued on his face, and he subconsciously covered his face with his hand holding his stomach. He hissed, suddenly feeling too much disappointment
It's filling the chest, it's not a taste.
Congran lowered his head and looked at him.
A pair of eyes that are neither sad nor happy, like stars falling into the deep sea without a trace. Ever since Ye Chen was her apprentice in her previous life, she rarely spoke, and her face always had a faint look of alienation.
Cold and distant...
Keep a safe distance from everyone. This chapter has been completed!