Chapter 3486

"She is not only the devil, but also the only disciple of Ben Jun." with the sound of the guqin, there is a calm and cold sound. Yu Chen's fingertips gently caress the strings, and the snow-white sleeves fall down, covering the bright red rope between the wrists. Her eyebrows and eyes are clear, her eyes are slightly drooping, and her pupil color is ancient well without waves.

Headmaster: "

"Yes, I know she is your apprentice. But Xianjun, do you know what Mo Bai did after she left?" the leader was very headache: "she directly washed the demon world with cold-blooded and arbitrary means, but those who resisted were brutally suppressed and didn't stay alive."

"Do you think this is something that normal people can do?" I can only say that there is too much magic in my bones.

Yu Chen lowered his eyes and quietly looked at the Guqin in front of him. His fingertips moved and his side face was cold and lustless.

"And now people outside are saying that the devil's killing God came from Xuanqing sect and is the only disciple under your seat. OK, it's also true." the leader's voice has dried up, "but now they actually say that the devil's killing sword is Xueji?!"

"It seems to be joking with me!" the leader doesn't believe it. "How can it be Xueji? Xueji is your personal sword!"

After that, the headmaster looked at Yu Chen and wanted to get a positive confirmation.

Because Xianjun's attitude towards Mo Bai really made him a little flustered.

Then, after listening to the leader's words, Yu Chen gently raised his deep dark eyes. His eyebrows and eyes were as high as before. He should be the God's residence forever on the nine heavy heaven. His thin lips opened gently and his tone was indifferent: "Xueji was given to her by my gentleman."

"I'll just say --" the headmaster answered subconsciously, and then reacted coldly. What exactly did Yu Chen say? He was completely confused and didn't know why: "what?!"

"Xianjun -" the headmaster's voice trembled. He couldn't believe his ears. He wanted to ask again, but he didn't dare to ask because of the pressure.

The leader knows,

Xianjun never said anything for no reason.

He didn't see Xueji either.

So

The sword in the devil's hand.

It's really the divine sword Xueji!

The leader was in a mess for a long time in the wind. He wanted to say a lot, but he couldn't say a word. In the end, he didn't know what to say.

Xianjun's affairs can never be controlled by others, only he can decide by himself.

When the leader finally left duanyuan, he was still a little confused.

After dyed white left,

Yu Chen is the only one left on duanyuan peak.

From dawn to dusk, there is only one person.

Even the only trace of smoke and anger disappeared, and fell into the once empty solitude. There was almost no sound in the quiet, as if no one had ever lived.

Xianjun knelt down in front of the Guqin and remained silent for a long time. His side face was cold and white in the light and shadow. He could shine, but it was unreachable for no reason.

Yu Chen stared at the Guqin in front of him, as if he were looking at someone through the Guqin.

He didn't know about the rumors outside.

From the day the man went down the mountain, he had been paying attention.

The return of the devil, blood demon world.

He knows everything.

Snow Ji in her hands, is Yu Chen's only peace of mind.

Xianjun's long eyelashes half covered the eyes of the breeze and the moon, and his fingertips gently put them between his wrists. Looking at the clear and beautiful red rope, it was simple and different.

It seems that with the residual temperature of the devil, a beat of the heartbeat was inadvertently missed when the lights were waning at night.

The sound of the piano ends.

There were no fireworks in the quiet of duanyuan peak.

One day later,

Wushan town.

It is the place where the human world nearest to the demon world survives.

A pub.

Xianjun in white sat upright in front of the table, always cold and elegant. He held the soul war in one hand and never let go. Instead, he held it in his hand and melted his side face into the halo.

Opposite him are two xuanqingzong disciples.

Recently, there are demons making trouble in Wushan town. In addition, the demons have made people panic.

Xuanqingzong has always been a demon guard. He came to Wushan town to catch demons.

"Does Xianjun drink?" Twilight CI sat opposite, silent for a second or two, gently pointing his fingertips on the table and asked.

After taking over the task, the old man of his family told him that someone would take him with Jingmo.

Dusk CI didn't expect it to be Xianjun.

After all, Xianjun has never done such a thing before, which is quite surprising.

Deja vu questions are very different people.

Just on the day of accepting the apprentice, the girl at the foot of the mountain smiled and asked him if he would drink.

Later, they drank wine together at the wedding in the tomb.

It was not long ago, but it always has the illusion that things are right and people are wrong.

"Don't drink." Yu Chen's fingertips slightly rubbed the soul mourning lines, his thin lips opened gently, and the sound quality was clear and calm: "you can do it yourself."

The girl in white was sitting next to Muji. The silver sword was placed on her side. Her eyebrows were clear and meaningful. She was born with a sense of alienation. She lowered her eyes. The color of her eyes was light. She fell quietly on the sharp long sword in Xianjun's hand and faintly glowed with blood in the sun.

It's a familiar pattern and an ominous omen.

Soul mourning.

The devil's original sword.

Jingmo doesn't know that recently, the outside world has been saying that the devil holds Xueji to kill.

Now it seems,

The two exchanged swords.

The rumors are true.

She drew back her eyes.

She and MUCI were the only disciples who went down the mountain this time. Because it was the Immortal King, there was no other arrangement for going to the immortal.

As soon as they arrived in Wushan Town, they could hear the voices of people talking in the tavern. They were talking about the recent events, and the panic and exaggeration in their words were hard to hide.

Yu Chen is sitting by the window, looking at the strange street outside the window, with heavy traffic.

In the light and shadow, his pupil color also seemed to be haloed with a layer of shallow gold, revealing a clear indifference.

Yu Chen never used to eating, but later ran Bai came to break Yuanfeng. The past silence added a little smoke and anger, and often fed him some strange things. She bought a lot of food from the foot of the mountain, most of which were sweet, and she couldn't eat it. She always gave it to him semi forcibly. Over time, Yu Chen became used to it.

But now this habit seems to be forced to peel off and return to the beginning.

When returning to a person, Yu Chencai really realized how many principles that person had broken and how many invariable things had changed.

Yu Chen looked out of the window for a few times. A man first went upstairs with a soul war. His back was lonely and indifferent.

There are many demons in Wushan town recently, which makes the people miserable.

It's night,

Dusk Ci and Jingmo are together, and Yuchen is separated from catching demons.

The night was quiet. It seemed to be aware of the breath of practitioners. There were no monsters too rampant.

Jing Mo walked forward and suddenly paused.

"What's the matter?" Twilight CI turned his eyes and looked at the girl.

Jingmo was slightly quiet, his expression disappeared in the night, and his eyes dropped slightly: "the monster is nearby."