Rescue Little White Flower

It's not clear where the trust in Green Snake came from, but between her and the real person Yongan, Shen Qingwei's instinct made her give up her master and choose a strange snake demon who had only met within a few days.

Shen Qingwei's mind was still blinded until the body passed through the sect's great formation.

A cold hand was still over her waist, and the woman's chin rested on her shoulders. Shen Qingwei, with soft legs and feet, leaned weakly in the arms of the person behind her, letting the other party take control of Feijian over and take it. Leading her to the endless darkness.

Her heart was beating wildly, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and the cold wind was blowing in her face. She suddenly realized that the green snake had attacked her master, and she had also escaped from the sect with the green snake. .

After the belated mentality finally returned to make Shen Qingwei aware of what had happened, her face instantly turned pale.

The woman's chuckle sounded in her ears.

"Now that you are afraid?"

"Senior," she swallowed, "Why?"

"What and why?" Zhao Xingyue pretended to be ignorant, "I think the old man in Yongan has been unpleasant for a long time, so I took the opportunity to abduct his favorite disciple by the way, do you need a reason for demon cultivating things?"

"Senior-" Shen Qingwei's voice sounded about to cry, "You lie to me, I know you must have a reason."

The night wind whizzed past, protected by an aura shield, but a cool breeze was blowing on his face.

The sweat was taken away by the wind, and the hot skin gradually dropped in temperature. Shen Qingwei bit her lip. Although she was about to cry, the trust in Zhao Xingyue in her heart made her stubbornly waiting for the answer from the other party.

"Okay, okay," Zhao Xingyue's trust pleased Zhao Xingyue. "It's so easy to trust people, and I don't know how you lived so big in the realm of cultivation."

She chuckled, her breath sprayed on Shen Qingwei’s ears, slightly itchy, if it were in the day, Shen Qingwei would have been flushed with her actions like this, but at this time, she tried to twist her neck and tried to see what was on Zhao Xingyue’s face. expression.

"senior-"

Knowing that molesting should be done, Zhao Xingyue calmed down, "If I didn't guess wrong, I'm afraid your master was planning to do it against you just now."

Shen Qingwei frowned.

"You know, Yao Xiu is very sensitive to breath, I smelled a strong devilish energy in him." Before Shen Qingwei wanted to say something, Zhao Xingyue snatched her words, "I know, you want to say your master He was injured, and the devilish energy in his body has not been removed, right? But what if he is not injured?"

"At first, I was not sure. When I saw your master during the day, the smell of blood and devilish energy on his body were very consistent with a person who was slandered by a devil monk. It is impossible to stop the bleeding without completely removing the devil qi. The deity and the real person Yongan you saw at night have more devil qi on their bodies than during the day, but the smell of blood on their bodies is old and not new at all."

"What's more," she turned her head and looked at the vast night sky, "the evidence is here."

Shen Qingwei turned her head abruptly, and saw a few white streamers behind her, chasing in her direction.

…

The moment the venom poured into the body from the aorta in the neck, Yongan had an illusion that he didn't know what day it was.

But soon, the flying sword flashed the light of the night sky, evoking his consciousness.

Shen Qingwei ran away!

The furnace that he has carefully maintained for decades is gone!

No one knows that the leader of the Righteous Path Alliance, the suzerain of the righteous sect of the first major sect in the realm of cultivation, and the leader of Moxiu, Mozun, are twin brothers of a female compatriot.

The two brothers with the same kind of blood in their bodies have the same ambitions and desires, but compared with their younger brothers, the real person of Yongan understands better what a detour is a shortcut.

This is why the younger brother Demon Lord, although sitting on the position of the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, was shouted and killed by people from all over the world. He took everything he wanted to earn, but as an older brother, he They are the righteous leaders who are admired by all people. Some people hold resources in his hands, and countless people rely on him and worship him.

Like Demon Venerable, Yong'an also cultivates Zhiyang's exercises, but he knows how to do the best as his elder brother, compared to his brother who doesn't know what restraint is.

Shen Qingwei is the gift he prepared for his longevity avenue.

Nine Yin Profound Body, ten thousand years may not be able to meet a physique, a natural furnace tripod, if you mate with it, not only can yin and yang merge and grow together like an ordinary female female, but more importantly, to The intersection of Yang and Zhi Yin will transform the spiritual power in his body into a force that is infinitely close to the immortal power.

He waited and waited. When Shen Qingwei was a child, he snatched her from a mortal and raised her up, like waiting for a seed to become a tree.

He poured all his patience, poured countless energy, and waited for this seed to germinate and grow until the day when it bears sweet fruits.

Unexpectedly, he did not expect to find the treasures he carefully hid with the straw bales under his brother.

He obviously put a seal on Shen Qingwei, no one can unlock it, no one can see through her physique, Ding Shenghui’s puss, how could it, how could it—

But now is not the time to think about this.

No matter how Ding Shenghui discovered it, the news must have reached his stupid brother.

Although they are two biological brothers, they both like to compete for what is in each other's hands since they were young.

From toys and food to resources for cultivation, the world.

Shen Qingwei is his trophy, has always been!

The venom of the green snake is domineering, but Yongan is not a vegetarian, and after quickly suppressing the toxin in one hand, he summoned his loyalty.

The summoned person quickly appeared in front of him, and when they saw strangers, their faces showed a vigilant look.

Even though they are all the people who have been inserted in the righteous sect of Yongan, not everyone knows all of their colleagues, not to mention—

The two elders of the Nascent Soul Stage looked at each other. They never thought that the other party was also under Yongan's control.

Intensely glanced at Yongan's left hand, which was hidden under his robe, but still could not hide the stench. After exchanging glances with each other, one of the elders stepped forward and asked, "Master, you—ah—"

He screamed and fell to the ground, curled up into a shrimp shape, twitching constantly, looking painful to the extreme.

The rest took a step back, a look of horror appeared on their faces.

Yongan grinned: "It's best not to ask things that shouldn't be asked." He can make these people use for him and guarantee loyalty, of course he has his means.

After giving orders to bring Shen Qingwei back, as long as he takes a sigh of relief, regardless of the means, Yongan looked at the dark night sky, his eyes sinking.

Confirming that everyone had left, he took out a firework from the universe in his sleeve, and the firework quickly rushed into the air after it was lit.

"Shen Qingwei was taken captive by Demon Xiu, warning!"

…

Of course Shen Qingwei knew what was flying towards her—the flying sword of the righteous sect.

But after seeing the person who came, she was not so sure.

It is true that the people who came were from the orthodox school. Two of them were even the elders of the orthodox school. Even if the others couldn't call their names, she had met each other more or less in the sect.

The premise is that their eyes are not red.

The pupils turn red, which is a sign of enchantment.

Even though the night was deep and provided a natural cover, their discolored eyes were as bright as fire in the dark.

After a few people approached, they attacked Shen Qingwei and Zhao Xingyue without saying a word.

The two elders are both cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage, and the other disciples are also in the Golden Core Stage. They obviously already know that Zhao Xingyue's strength is extraordinary.

Zhao Xingyue grabbed Shen Qingwei's waist, bit her ear and whispered softly: "Fly in the direction of the hundred thousand mountains, don't worry."

Shen Qingwei knew that he was not the opponent of this group of people, and looking at their attack methods, although they were still common in the righteous sect, there was a faint feeling of magic cultivation inside, and his heart sank a little bit.

Zhao Xingyue looked at the few people in front of her with a contemptuous smile.

Should Yongan really look down on her too much, or look down on her too much?

It is not difficult for her to guess the real person of Yongan's thoughts at this time. The monster clan will never easily participate in the dispute between the two realms of Dao and Demon. The sudden appearance of Demon Cultivation has either taken refuge in the right way, or is acting as a tiger in the way of the devil, and there is absolutely no possibility of neutrality.

He must have regarded her as the person sent by the Demon Lord to sneak into the Righteous Qi Sect, so he sent out two elders of the Nascent Soul Stage.

After all, the two elders of the Nascent Soul stage who have become enchanted, even if they are dealing with the monks in the distracting stage, have the power to fight. Even if they can't kill them, they won’t be able to **** someone from the opponent's hands under the premise that there are several Jin Dan stage as cannon fodder. questionable.

After all, Mozun's subordinates, apart from himself, the highest cultivation level hall master, is just a distraction.

But it's not someone else standing here, it's Zhao Xingyue.

A snake demon who has practiced for thousands of years and has a true fairy soul in his body.

She waved her hand lightly, her long sleeves agitated, like a giant snake rushing straight between the chasing people, the cuffs were like a snake mouth, attacking inside, blinking and sinking to the sea.

This, this is definitely not the ability that a monk in the distraction stage can have.

The cold sweat of an elder in the Nascent Soul stage fell off, "She is not a monk in the distraction stage, run quickly—"

But, it's too late!