Chapter 677

The immortal in white has a cold look and a dusty temperament. It's so beautiful that people don't want to move their eyes, and people are afraid that their excessively hot eyes will desecrate the immortal gentleman in front of them.

Maybe she shouldn't have been in this world.

……

All the people present were admiring and didn't dare to see more, while the evil devil with red hair and red clothes was slightly hooked on the corners of his lips and stared at Su Qinghuan without blinking.

"What if I don't want to restrain? What do you do?"

The man looked very evil, as if the immortal in white in front of him was just a good prey he had long liked, and he would tear his bones into his stomach sooner or later.

“……”

Seeing that Jun Jiuyou was arrogant and arrogant, especially the other party's eyes that looked like prey, made Su Qinghuan feel more uncomfortable.

And it's strange that Jun Jiuyou looks very different from Yan Hanzhou, but whenever she sees Jun Jiuyou's face, she can't help thinking of her little apprentice.

……

The immortal in white pressed down the strange feeling in her heart. She arched her hands and hugged her fist, and her voice was as cold as a cold spring.

"Mr. Su has already said that although Mr. Su's cultivation is far inferior to your excellency, as the leader of Qingyun zongyifeng, I will fight when I should fight!"

"Oh? Fight with me? Can't fairy Su see that your strength is far from that of Ben Jun. I'm afraid that fighting with Ben Jun is just a mantis!"

"A gentleman does something and doesn't do something. Even if it's a mantis, Su is fearless."

Su Qinghuan looked cold and suddenly took up the white whip.

Just before Jun Jiuyou didn't mean to do it, she didn't dare to act rashly.

Although the red haired devil is extremely arrogant, she does have arrogant capital. Let alone her old injury has not fully recovered. Even in the heyday of the original owner, she is afraid that she can't do ten moves under Jun Jiuyou's hand.

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Jun Jiuyou saw that the female nun in white was so determined that the man couldn't help but pick his eyebrow with interest.

"What a fearless man. I thought you were all in the right way. Unexpectedly, the glass fairy opened my eyes."

"But, fairy, you are so confident that you are the enemy of yourself? Even if the end is... Death?"

The red haired devil was idle, as if he was not talking about letting Su Qinghuan die, but discussing how relaxed and happy the weather is today.

The man's big hand with distinct bones shook his finger and casually touched Shen Pingchuan, the elder of Jingxin Valley who had turned into a pool of pus not far away.

"Fairy Su is so beautiful. Aren't you afraid to become the ghost under the blood fog like that coward Shen Changlao?"

Su Qinghuan automatically ignored the sentence that Jun Jiuyou praised her for her good looks. It took only a few seconds for Shen Pingchuan to become the soul of the blood fog. No matter how painful it was, it was only a short time.

It's better than being picked up by Jun Jiuyou every day.

Thinking of the original master's painful experience in the demon world, Su Qinghuan's eyes at Jun Jiuyou became colder and colder.

The immortal in white pursed his lips and looked very calm.

"Your Excellency is joking. Once a person dies, he will enjoy life and die. It's better to die for his faith than to live."

Su Qinghuan's voice was faint, and his posture was much calmer than Jun Jiuyou.

——Well, I'll die sooner or later. I can pretend to be forced before I die. It's worth it.

……

Those righteous monks obviously didn't expect Su Qinghuan to put life and death aside.

And the monk of Qingyun sect, who was consistent with Su Qinghuan, looked at Su Qinghuan in shock. Some young and energetic male disciples even brushed the red haired devil with some resistance. Regardless of the threatening pressure of Jun Jiuyou, they even wanted to draw their sword forward!

"Xianzun... You don't have to belittle yourself for us... Xianzun! We'd rather..."

"Don't say much."

Su Qinghuan glanced at the impulsive young friars. She shook her head and motioned to the other disciples of Qingyun sect to be calm.

If she has no possibility of winning against Shangjun Jiuyou, the others present are even more like ants trying to shake the tree. Why give the devil a head?

Sending heads is not a good thing.

Like her, she is nothing more than squeezing out her residual value.

If the original owner's task of living well is doomed to fail, she can also find another way to protect more people, even for a second.

Others' positive admiration for her can be converted into the power of success after her plane task is completed.

……

See Su Qinghuan so calm atmosphere.

Most of the righteous disciples present were impressed by Su Qinghuan's appearance and bearing. Thinking that such an outstanding immortal Zun should lower himself to Jun Jiuyou for their younger generation, those young disciples were even more oppressed.

"Xianzun!..."

They clenched their teeth and didn't even know what to say.

When Jun Jiuyou saw the young friars looking at him angrily and even trying to draw their swords, the red haired devil suddenly smiled.

"You little ants are really interesting."

Jun Jiuyou suddenly palmed and laughed.

However, in a flash, the young disciple who first cast a hate look at Jun Jiuyou knelt down in an instant.

"Ah... You heinous devil! What have you done to me! Pain, pain, immortal Zun saved me -"

His eyes were so red that he almost wanted to pull out his sword and kill himself.

Su Qinghuan didn't expect Jun Jiuyou to be such a talkative and murderous character. She glared at Jun Jiuyou in an instant.

"Sir, although they are mole ants to you, do you have the right to control others' life and death at will?"

"Oh? Why don't you give me a reason to spare them?"

The man was very intimidating, but when he looked at Su Qinghuan, he smiled with his lips hooked, but the smile was careless, which formed a sharp contrast with his hands-on style of hurting people at will.

Su Qinghuan frowned in an instant.

She quickly clicked the big hole under the young disciple's shoulder, and then said coldly to Jun Jiuyou.

"Didn't you come for the demon sect saint? Hua wanwan is still alive. Can you exchange the life of the demon clan saint for the safety of the righteous disciples present?"

With that, Su Qinghuan motioned to the people next to him to bring up the flowers.

"Oh? You say Saint..."

Jun Jiuyou glanced carelessly at the miserable flower wanwan on the ground. He looked at Su Qinghuan with a smile.

"But fairy Su thinks she can exchange her life with huawanwan?"

"Yes."

Su Qinghuan couldn't figure out the devil's temper.

From the memory of the original owner, Jun Jiuyou obviously has no good feelings for Hua wanwan.

But Hua wanwan is the saint of the demon clan after all. If the current situation of Hua wanwan is too miserable and makes Jun Jiuyou feel humiliated by their demon clan, won't they be over?

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[come on, guess why Yan Hanzhou doesn't have the red fox tail mark, but the little apprentice is really a male master ~ should the hint be obvious?]