Chapter 118 Not Like a Dream
Right now, the sooner it is sealed, the better.
Jiang Ke pondered for a moment and gave an answer.
"I will report this to the Sect Master and have the disciples wait in ambush. I will seal it once all the elders are gathered."
"good."
During the conversation, Jiang Ke's jade slip lit up and Elder Sha's spiritual message came.
He stood up and walked out, and Ye Xingzhou followed behind him.
On the way out of the Law Enforcement Hall, the door of the hall was open, and Ye Xingzhou saw Shan Huai sitting on a chair in his peripheral vision.
He lowered his chin slightly, a drop of blood slid down from his eyebrow, and he took a square handkerchief and carefully wiped his fingers one by one. The blood from his fingertips dyed the handkerchief red.
The whip placed aside was dark red in color and smelled even more bloody.
Lying on the ground was a half-dead demon cultivator, screaming in pain and begging for death.
No wonder everyone in the Law Enforcement Hall wears black.
The black clothes were stained with blood, but it was not obvious.
If I change into a white shirt that gets stained with blood, I'll be like a murder scene every day.
Ye Xingzhou withdrew his gaze and walked forward without looking around.
"Take him away."
"Yes, Senior Brother Shan."
The demon cultivator was fed a life-extending pill and dragged out by two disciples.
Shanhuai threw away the handkerchief in his hand, his eyes swept over the people outside the hall, and paused for two seconds on the intact leg.
The night Ye Xingzhou entered Lingjian Peak, he had a strange dream.
He dreamed that Ye Xingzhou's legs were shattered into pieces by the silk thread. When he arrived following the traction of the shattered jade beads, he saw the dying Ye Xingzhou and the black-robed man looking down at him.
He fought with the man in black robe.
Then, the dream ended.
The next day, he went to see Ye Xingzhou from afar.
Ye Xingzhou was intact and was still grunting as he carried a hoe and dug the ground to plant vegetables.
It was just a dream.
But until now, he still remembered the look Ye Xingzhou gave him when he came.
Death is intertwined like a dense net. That desire for life seems to be able to break free from the shackles of the net, but it is ultimately defeated by the passing of life and meets its end.
So true.
Not like a dream.
Shanhuai lowered his eyelids.
If Ye Xingzhou were here, he would definitely shout out loud: Hammer's dream! That was my second death rollback!
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Ren Wangzhu and others were outside the Law Enforcement Hall. When they saw Ye Xingzhou coming out, they were the first to greet him.
He circled Ye Xingzhou twice and stopped only after making sure that Ye Xingzhou was not injured.
"Brother, I hope Brother Jiang Ke didn't make things difficult for you?" The worry in his eyes was genuine.
Jiang Ke, who had not walked far, didn't even turn his head when he heard this.
Being misunderstood is the norm.
I'm used to it.
"No, just a few small questions."
Ye Xingzhou answered in a relaxed voice. Meng Zhi brushed pastry crumbs from the corner of his lips and threw a handkerchief over to him.
“There’s food everywhere you go.”
Ye Xingzhou chuckled and put away the thin and soft silk handkerchief.
Whenever my junior brother makes a move, the things he produces are all top-notch.
Meng Zhi rolled her eyes at Ye Xingzhou and said, "Why are you putting it away? I'm just wiping your mouth."
"My junior apprentice gave it to me, but I can't bear to use it. It would be a shame if my rough face got the handkerchief snagged."
“If it’s broken, throw it away.”
Meng Zhi took out a handkerchief embroidered with gold thread and threw it towards Ye Xingzhou's face.
This is not called throwing away, this is called money greeting you!
Ye Xingzhou took a deep breath while holding the golden handkerchief, and was overjoyed. "Junior brother, if you have anything else, throw it all at my face. Senior brother is thick-skinned and can handle it."
"Brother, I have it, I have it!"
Ren Wangzhu was a smart man. Upon hearing this, he took out two high-grade spirit stones and threw them at Ye Xingzhou in front of his horrified gaze.
That is a spiritual stone that cannot be broken by swords or knives!
"Don't throw it! Don't! Ouch!"
There are two bumps on the forehead, like dragon horns.
Ren Wangzhu shrank his neck and dared not say a word.
Ye Xingzhou reached out and touched it gently, then retracted his hand in pain.
Why are you so fierce?
"Junior brother, I will teach you my second lesson now. If anyone makes you angry in the future, hit him with a spirit stone."
If someone is injured by a spirit stone, the spirit stone that hit him can be used to pay for medical expenses.
There are 302 sect rules, so Ye Xingzhou dare not take out the spirit stones openly.
Otherwise, Ye Xingzhou would have wanted to hit someone with the spirit stone. With that kind of force, he would have caused a concussion.
"Senior brother, I'm sorry." Ren Wangzhu grabbed the corner of his clothes and apologized in a low voice.
"Come here, Senior Brother has something to tell you."
Ye Xingzhou smiled kindly and without any aggression. Seeing this, Ren Wangzhu walked out from behind Meng Zhi.
As soon as he walked in front of Ye Xingzhou, he flicked Ren Wangzhu's forehead twice with his fingers.
After a cry of pain, two more bumps appeared.
Ye Xingzhou's eyes were filled with the pleasure of revenge, and he had no pity for his junior brother at all.
Meng Zhi didn't even want to look at it.
Still the same behavior.
Ye Xingzhou and Ren Wangzhu shifted their gaze at the same time, locking onto Meng Zhi in front of them.
If you are brothers, then you should all gather together to wish each other good luck!
"Junior brother, turn back. I have something to tell you."
Meng Zhi didn't even turn his head, but accurately locked onto the two people who were tiptoeing on his left and right. He bent his hand slightly and elbowed each of them.
"childish."
He gave both of them the highest praise.
Ye Xingzhou looked at the figure that was gradually growing into an adult and curled his lips silently.
Even though his face was still stern, after getting his natal sword, the junior brother was in higher spirits than before.
After some time, he would find an opportunity to test his junior brother's attitude towards his life experience.
"Two junior brothers, accompany me to do something important."
Meng Zhi didn't ask anything, but just stopped on his way to the dormitory and let Ye Xingzhou lead the way.
Ren Wangzhu followed closely and took out a handkerchief to cover his face.
"Brother, we are not going to do anything that violates the sect rules!"
"It doesn't violate the sect rules, just squat a demon cultivator."
The sealed place is in the Tianyuan forbidden area at Zhenfeng.
When the three of them arrived, the peak of the formation had been enveloped by a golden barrier.
Outside the barrier, there are three Nascent Soul cultivators guarding in every direction.
The three of them were observing from seven feet away from the barrier.
Jiang Ke is reliable in his work and everything is now normal, with no trace of any evil cultivators.
From dusk till dark.
Until the golden barrier faded, the demon cultivator did not move at all, and the Demon Summoning Scroll sealed it exceptionally smoothly.
Just seal it like that?
I squatted in vain.
Ye Xingzhou vaguely felt that things shouldn't be so simple.
If you want to summon the demon scroll, why do you want to watch it being sealed?
Could it be that the demon cultivator has a way to break the seal?
"Do you want to go in and take a look?" Meng Zhi asked.
Ye Xingzhou shook his head, "There is a formation, outsiders will be discovered if they enter."
"I just feel a little uncomfortable with the Demon Summoning Scroll being sealed like this."
The simpler it is, the more hidden dangers it may harbor.
Ye Xingzhou thought of the puppet hanging thread again.
It is not certain whether the evil spy is the man in black robe.
He might know the person who planted the puppet string in him.
Only by close contact can there be a chance of planting.
But, who could it be?
He had no one to suspect.
Everyone around him treats him very well.
He also didn't want the person who planted the puppet thread and killed him twice to be someone close to him.
"Ye Xingzhou."
Meng Zhi suddenly called his name.
Ye Xingzhou raised his eyes and asked, "What's wrong, Junior Brother?"
Their eyes met, and Meng Zhi looked at him quietly, with a calmness that was filled with trust.
"If you need me, just tell me."
Seeing Ye Xingzhou's vague irritation, he didn't say anything more.
Meng Zhi just gave a promise that could be trusted 100%.
Meng Zhi dragged out Ren Wangzhu, who was sleeping in a mess in the grass, and flew away with him on his sword.
The sword is like a rainbow, and so is his figure.
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