Chapter 115 The cunning fox demon was imprisoned by the pure-hearted Taoist priest 29

"Hehe..." 888 chuckled mischievously and whispered in Yun Heng's ear, "Daddy Yun, don't worry, even if he dies, I won't let him die in peace!"

Those around heard its crisp voice and involuntarily took a step back.

The group of people who had been there earlier were furious when they saw Lin Baiwei's corpse on the ground.

One man stabbed Lin Baiwei's corpse with a knife.

"It's all his fault, otherwise we wouldn't have accidentally killed our senior brother!"

"Exactly, how could we let him die so easily?"

"Our senior brother always doted on him, but he actually killed him. He really is a half-demon, causing a lot of harm. Maybe we were all bewitched by him before!"

"That's right, otherwise why would we all act like we've lost our minds and try to make him happy?"

The more kind everyone was to Lin Baiwei before, the more ruthless they are to him now, wishing they could whip his corpse.

It wasn't that they suddenly awakened, but rather that they wanted to distance themselves from the murder.

If they had stopped in time, Xiao Qingsi wouldn't have died; they would have just suffered severe backlash.

They didn't want to get hurt themselves, so they could only hurt Xiao Qingsi.

888 bluntly pointed out their ulterior motives, and everyone lost face and awkwardly fled.

The action was noticed by Yun Muzhuo and the others who were fighting together. Shi Xiong glanced over and saw that his eldest disciple and youngest son were lying motionless on the ground.

Shi Xiong's eyes widened in fury.

He bravely broke through the encirclement of the masters of Hanyin Temple, but was also severely injured in the back, which was covered in blood and looked quite gruesome.

Shi Xiong stumbled and staggered to the two of them. He checked their breathing with some fear, and after learning that they were dead, his eyes turned bloodshot and he broke down in tears.

"Qing Si, Bai Wei, who, who exactly harmed you?!"

Shi Xiong's roar silenced the surroundings. His fierce gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on Yu Sheng and Yun Heng, who were closest to them.

"Yunheng! Speak! Did you conspire with that fiend to harm my Qingsi and Baiwei?"

Yun Heng coldly said, "They brought this upon themselves. If you feel sorry for their plight, you can go down and keep them company."

"Good, good, good..." Shi Xiong said "good" three times in a row, his expression fierce. "Then you two can pay for their lives!"

Shi Xiong smiled sinisterly, his peach wood sword aimed straight at Yu Sheng, but then he changed direction halfway and stabbed at Yun Heng.

Unfortunately, 888 suddenly sprang up, jumped onto his face, and scratched him hard with its claws, yelling, "Hey! You dare hurt my Yun-daddy? I'll scratch you to death!"

Shi Xiong grabbed 888 and flung it away.

It looked in the direction it had flown off to, which was right in Yan Anhuai's direction, and shouted at Yan Anhuai, "Yan Anhuai, catch me!"

"Oh, oh, oh!" Yan Anhuai rushed out and caught 888. The man and the mouse looked at each other, and he felt a little novel.

"What are you looking at? You've never seen such an adorable hamster before, have you?"

"Uh... no, I've seen plenty of rats like you, but none of them are as eloquent as you."

888: "You little brat, I'm not going to stoop to your level!"

Meanwhile, Yunheng...

After 888 was thrown away by Shi Xiong, he drew his sword with a gloomy face and slit his throat with one strike.

Shi Xiong clutched his bleeding neck, feeling resentful.

But what can you do about it?

He glanced one last time in the direction of Lin Baiwei and Xiao Qingsi, and finally slowly closed his eyes.

As for Yunmu Zhuo's side...

To be fair, he truly lived up to his reputation as the former abbot of Xingyue Temple. Even though he was half-dead and an old man, his strength remained formidable.

He survived facing dozens of elders from various sects.

The elders' faces darkened.

If this continues, he can wear them down to death, even if it's just a matter of time.

They looked at each other and made a decision in their hearts.

"Fellow demon kings, please help us subdue this fiend! We will be richly rewarded!"

Their gazes were fixed on Yu Sheng.

Clearly, Yu Sheng has more say.

Lin Muhan had clearly cooperated with him. Yun Heng was quite strong, but as for Jin Shuo of the Golden Roc Clan... they hadn't held out any hope for him at all.

After all, the Golden Roc Clan has always been arrogant and ambitious.

Why would I cooperate with them?

However, they all seemed to have overlooked one issue: given their previous hostility towards Yu Sheng and his group, why would Yu Sheng and his group help them?

Because they have big faces?

Lin Muhan looked at Yu Sheng with a questioning expression.

"Sheng Sheng, why don't we just kill them all? It's exhausting to watch them fight like dogs."

Yun Heng said expressionlessly.

Hearing this, the elders were furious. "Yun Heng, you are a human, and we are your elders. Are you just going to stand by and watch us get seriously injured?"

"Could it be... that you intend to associate with Yun Muzhuo and the others?!"

The most talkative were the masters of Hanyin Temple, each with wide, angry eyes, as if they wanted to devour people.

"Sheng Sheng, I'm scared..."

Yunheng rested her head on Yu Sheng's shoulder with a pitiful expression, her gaze sharp and chilling.

Yu Sheng looked at the elders with a half-smile, "I just observed that you masters were able to chat idly while fighting, so you must be quite at ease. In that case, I will not keep you company for the time being!"

"Yu Sheng, how dare you!"

Yu Sheng stopped and turned back to look at the group coldly, her aura extremely tense. "Is this how you ask for favors?"

"Please understand, gentlemen, it is you who are begging me!"

888 waved its little paws not far away, "Wow—Sheng Sheng is so cool!"

While the masters were stunned, Yun Muzhuo seized the opportunity and seriously injured several elders from various sects.

The elders coughed up blood one after another. Those who were seriously injured were swaying and could not stand steadily, as if they would fall to the ground at any moment.

At this moment, seeing that Yun Muzhuo's condition was getting better and better, while they were all half-dead, the group panicked.

Even if you're very unwilling, you have no choice but to adopt the attitude of asking someone for a favor.

Compared to before, their attitude was much more sincere.

"I can help you, but you must swear that if you and your sect disciples ever again attack the demon race indiscriminately, killing demons and extracting their cores, you will be struck by lightning and die a horrible death."

Several sect elders turned pale.

It was obvious that she was thinking of Lin Baiwei, who had previously sworn to be struck by lightning.

On one side was Yu Sheng's urging, and on the other side was Yun Muzhuo's series of deadly moves.

Even though the elders were unwilling, they were helpless.

They could only make vows one by one, feeling frustrated and helpless.

After the oath was taken, 888 controlled the thunder to rumble above everyone.

It also served to deter those who did not believe in evil.

"Let's go, let's bury this old geezer back in the ground!"

Yun Heng and Yu Sheng attacked Yun Mu Zhuo together, but they never expected him to...