Chapter 484 I Didn’t Kill Him

Ye Xingzhou paused and asked, "What happened to you in the Water Moon Mirror?"

He had not heard Xiang Xiuyuan mention the scene when the sun was rising that day and all the people from Yantian Sect came to Beidian City to kill.

Ye Xingzhou looked at Xiang Xiuyuan's current condition. His face was pale and his breathing was still unstable.

He was trying hard to stay strong and answer Ye Xingzhou.

However, Ye Xingzhou did not dare to lose his spiritual power rashly, for fear of falling into the trap set by the right protector.

He had no choice but to draw a talisman and put it into Xiang Xiuyuan's hand.

Xiang Xiuyuan's breathing was unsteady, but he tried to keep his tone steady. "First, a vortex appeared in the Yantian Sect, and that vortex sucked everyone in the Yantian Sect into Beidian City."

"Beidian City hadn't even gained a foothold when an irresistible force ripped away one's soul and one's spirit, sucking everyone into the Water Moon Mirror."

That power, like the strange blue vortex, is an existence beyond spiritual power.

Unable to resist.

However, Shuiyuejing could see Ye Xingzhou's situation in Beidian City.

It was difficult to move forward and dangers were lurking on every side. Ye Xingzhou groped his way forward, making people's hearts hang in their throats.

But they couldn't escape the Shuiyue Mirror and could only watch the images anxiously.

Everyone attacks the same hole every day.

God will not let down those who work hard. After an unknown amount of time, they finally got rid of the Shuiyue Mirror before another murderous intention came.

They rushed out and marched non-stop towards Beidian City.

Then came the third time, when that force beyond spiritual power forcibly brought them back to Yantian Sect.

This time, the force brought a few more people, Mei You, Liu Guian, Ren Wangzhu, and Yan He.

That power came from nowhere, and I was helpless and out of control.

How can we break the deadlock? Everyone is tormented.

Unable to see Ye Xingzhou's condition in Yantian Sect, he could only find a way to send a spiritual message and wait for Ye Xingzhou to report that he was safe.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xingzhou sighed deeply.

Sure enough, everything happened outside Beidian City during that period of still time.

Everyone has no memory.

My thoughts are churning.

Whether to return to Yantian Sect or not has become the current contradiction. What the right protector said is the truth mixed with conspiracy.

Ye Xingzhou's return trip will definitely trigger something.

Seeing that time was getting shorter and shorter, Ye Xingzhou was struggling when a voice came into his ears from thousands of miles away.

"Return, Master is here."

The voice was clear and steady, belonging to the cheap master whom he had only met once.

The wind has no room to turn back.

Ye Xingzhou looked at the blue vortex that had not yet disappeared, raised his hand and grabbed Xiang Xiuyuan's sleeve.

"Brother Xiang, follow me."

This time, back to the clan.

My mood is as heavy as lifting my foot.

Extinguish the fire and hide underground.

Now, he knew the meaning, knew what the Demon Lord was reminding him of by leaving this line of rules, and also knew what Zuo Chunhui meant by "it will all come to an end".

The right protector was killed, but it was Ye Xingzhou's men who died.

It's really ironic.

This time, Ye Xingzhou pulled Xiang Xiuyuan and smoothly entered the blue vortex.

Xiang Xiuyuan's pupils trembled slightly.

It was so easy to get in.

Inside the blue vortex is a three-meter-long, wriggling passage glowing green.

At the end of three meters is Yantian Sect, a thousand miles away.

Ye Xingzhou lowered his eyes, and every time his toes stepped on the ground, a layer of green light ripples appeared on the ground.

The touch feels very illusory, light and airy like a dream, with a sense of unreality, and I can't feel the weight of my body.

The ground where Xiang Xiuyuan stood was extremely unstable, and the whirlpool was repelling him, trying to squeeze him out.

Ye Xingzhou stopped and bent down.

"Brother Xiang, I'll carry you on my back."

Xiang Xiuyuan glanced at the crack and replied softly, "Okay."

He is too tired.

Xiang Xiuyuan leaned his head on Ye Xingzhou's shoulder, sniffing the familiar scent, his eyes blank.

That day in the snow, Ye Xingzhou carried him in the same way.

A sudden chill fell on the back of my neck.

"Senior Sister Yue is dead."

"Junior brother, what should I do?"

Yue Qian’s significance to him was that he was the only source of light in those dark days.

The same status as A Niang.

Now, he once again lost someone who treated him well.

Xiang Xiuyuan was eager to kill the right protector for revenge.

The chill was quickly wiped away.

The passage had reached the end. Xiang Xiuyuan got off Ye Xingzhou's back and walked ahead of Ye Xingzhou.

He didn't want Ye Xingzhou to see him in such a miserable state.

Even though Ye Xingzhou had seen him in such a mess time and time again, he still subconsciously avoided it.

Ye Xingzhou was silent for a long time, not knowing what to say.

I could only change the subject stiffly and dryly.

"Is Jiangke Shanhuai in the sect?"

"exist."

After the words fell, there was another silence.

His attention was drawn to a disciple who was hurriedly running in one direction.

"Someone was captured by the demon cultivators!"

"In the direction of Wangchuan Cliff!"

In the air, disciples were galloping on their swords, and on the ground, the sound of their footsteps echoed.

Everyone was exhausted, and everyone was trying their best to save their fellow disciples.

Wangchuan Cliff, an extremely cold place.

At this moment, Ye Xingzhou felt timid.

Who was he seeing? The answer was clear from the moment I learned that "to extinguish a fire, hide underground."

Only Ye Xingzhou knows the inner torment.

He looked in the direction where the crowd disappeared and finally raised his foot.

"Brother, I'm going to the Forgotten Cliff."

"Please send Senior Sister Yue off on my behalf."

As Ye Xingzhou finished speaking, a teleportation talisman ignited at his fingertips.

His figure disappeared from the spot and reappeared in the snowy ground in the blink of an eye.

Disciples could be seen everywhere, running back and forth in search of something.

Ye Xingzhou walked straight into the depths of the wind and snow, and kept walking until he stepped through a circle of light that transcended spiritual power.

He saw two people.

One standing, the other kneeling.

The person standing, in green clothes, blends into the myriad of scenery, and his paper umbrella blocks the thousands of snowflakes.

A person half-kneeling in the snow.

The wind and snow were blowing, my red shirt was covered with tears, and my palms were frozen red.

Tear marks dry across the face.

Ren Wangzhu cried and shook his head.

"Why, why are you killing me?"

"I wasn't the one who killed Senior Sister Yue!"

"I wasn't the one who killed Senior Sister Yue!"

His helpless cries mixed with his unclear words.

And, Mu Liushui stood aside, looking at him expressionlessly.

The white gauze covering her eyes fluttered in the wind and disappeared without a trace.

Those emerald green eyes represent the vitality lost in the winter.

He looked in the direction Ye Xingzhou came from and looked at the person who suddenly appeared.

He held the sword in his hand.

The sword body was emitting a black aura, and seven marks were clearly visible to the eyes.

"You can't save him."

His voice was still, as cold as winter snow.

Ren Wangzhu suddenly turned around, the blood on his palm stained the snow red, and he knelt and crawled towards Ye Xingzhou.

"Brother, tell me, I didn't kill Senior Sister Yue!"

He buried his head in the snow, and an almost pleading voice reached his ears.

"I didn't kill Senior Sister Yue..."

"How could I kill Senior Sister Yue? How could I!!!"

He banged his head against the ground again and again.

Those round puppy eyes overlapped with the eyes of the right protector.

At this moment, a black gas surged into Ren Wangzhu's body, and the shadow stone in Mu Liushui's hand shattered.

Ren Wangzhu rolled over in pain.

"Brother, it hurts! It really hurts!"

"It's robbing my body."