Chapter 19 Abdication: "My junior brother is so awesome!"...

Xie Tingyu was supported by Wen Zhi and Yu, both of them had kind smiles on their faces, and they acted like brothers and sisters.

The stern look on Yunheng's face faded a lot, and suddenly he saw Qiu Huan standing not far away, holding a yellow talisman between two fingers and showing a weird smile.

"This is not an ordinary ghost spell. It can actually attract real ghosts. Is it a real evil spell?"

Qiu Huan did not hide the malice on his face, but no one around him thought there was anything wrong.

Everything went according to plan, those who should leave left, and those who should watch the show watched, but what they watched was the inexplicable conflict between Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhiyu.

Yun Heng raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and a spiritual dart shot out.

The great man who had crossed the tribulation made a move, and Qiu Huan had no chance to dodge. The yellow talisman in his hand was instantly shattered into ashes.

His hand was also injured by the aftermath, and two fingers were covered in blood.

The white bones are faintly visible.

Qiu Huan's face turned pale. He didn't know what happened to him. He was no longer as rational as before, as if his intelligence was forcibly reduced and he turned into a mindless beast.

He actually dared to openly provoke Yun Heng.

Why is this?

Why did this happen?

Countless questions emerged in Qiu Huan's mind. At this time, Xie Tingyu lowered his eyes slightly, with a sneer on his lips.

She remembered what Zuo Zicheng had said before, that Xie Chuyang was extremely talented, but was eventually killed by his parents.

After Xie Chuyang's death, both her parents advanced and broke free from their shackles.

Could it be that the fates repel each other, causing one to gain while the other loses?

This makes sense, why a pair of parents would kill their own daughter without any evidence, and why after their daughter's death the parents did not feel sad but instead advanced to a higher level.

Wen Zhiyu noticed Xie Tingyu's expression from the side, and saw murderous intent between his seemingly calm eyebrows.

Wen Zhiyu was very familiar with this look; it was the murderous look that Xie Tingyu often gave him.

Who does she want to kill?

Why is there no voice at this time?

At this moment, Wen Zhiyu actually developed an unprecedented interest in Xie Tingyu's secret. He raised the corners of his lips and leaned over with a seductive voice.

Warm breath was blowing in and out of her ears.

"What are you thinking, Junior Sister? Kill me?"

Xie Tingyu, extremely abnormally, did not argue with him, but took direct action and slapped him in the face.

The force was not strong, but Wen Zhiyu was stunned for a moment.

The rest of the words were swallowed up in my throat.

Wen Zhiyu's Adam's apple rolled, with an unfathomable dark look in his eyes, and the hand that was holding Xie Tingyu suddenly clenched.

Xie Tingyu came back to her senses after feeling the pain. She curled her fingers, not knowing why she couldn't control her hostility towards Wen Zhiyu.

It's obviously not polite, not arrogant enough to show it like this.

This doesn't fit her personality.

Xie Tingyu stopped walking, his face full of guilt.

"Sorry, I just saw a bug on your face and I couldn't help myself."

Wen Zhiyu's eyes were still cold, but after a moment, he smiled.

"No problem, Junior Sister really cares about me very much."

"It's just a bug. I never take it seriously. How dare it wander around under my nose?"

Xie Tingyu was speechless, turned his head and rolled his eyes, and complained in his heart: "Do you think you are a domineering president? Are you missing a sentence, woman, you are playing with fire?"

'Who gave you the courage to say such a thing?'

'How do you destroy the world? With a face as thick as a wall?'

After thinking about it in his mind, Xie Tingyu felt much happier.

Wen Zhi and Xie Tingyu, who had listened to Xie Tingyu's complaints silently, smiled in an uncharacteristic way.

Destruction of the world! Who told her that I was going to destroy the world?

Master?

Xie Tingyu didn't know what Wen Zhiyu was thinking, he just felt that there was something wrong with this man's head.

The train of thought is unique.

Xie Tingyu covered his forehead with his uninjured hand and said, "I have a headache, brother. Let's go quickly."

'Why is Qiu Huan here again? Get away from this troubled place as soon as possible!'

Wen Zhiyu glanced at her, and quickly pondered the relationship between Xie Tingyu and Qiu Huan, and found that the only connection he could find in his mind was that Xie Tingyu had previously fabricated the story that Qiu Huan, as an evil cultivator, captured ghosts to practice evil skills during the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts.

But who can believe this?

How could a monk fail to catch a powerless mortal?

Even on a day with such gloomy atmosphere as the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, the hostility was enough to make the cultivation of evil practitioners feel that they were achieving twice the result with half the effort.

Therefore, the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons can be regarded as a feast for evil practitioners, a wake-up day for the world of cultivation, and a farewell party for the ghost palace.

Wen Zhiyu still remembered the barrier that could not be broken by thousands of formations.

Faint whispers.

It is a language that is engraved in your mind once you hear it.

"The sky is clear, the moon is bright, the door to life is open."

"Good deeds will be rewarded, evil deeds will be rewarded, from demons to saints, the gate of death will be opened"

The Gate of Life, one does good deeds during life, and dies unjustly before his death. He has a loyal temperament and noble character.

If you pass the gate of life, you can become an official, get rewards, get a good place to live, practice Taoism, and be reincarnated.

The Death Gate commits many evil deeds and kills people like flies. The person is bad and unkind, has no filial piety or virtue, and is heartless and unrighteous.

Entering the Gate of Death, you will enter the city of sin; you may become a servant or a foodie; worse still, you will go to prison or become an animal; your soul will be scattered.

The souls and ghosts in the Nine Abyss are imprisoned for eternity and suffer endless torture.

Wen Zhiyu murmured to himself, Xie Tingyu frowned slightly, and the two quickly withdrew their arms from contact after leaving the fighting platform.

It can only be said that Xie Tingyu could not understand Wen Zhiyu's thoughts, and Wen Zhiyu could not understand hers either.

When the conflict reaches a certain level, extreme murderous intent will appear. If it weren't for the bond of the same heart spell, the two of them would have started fighting long ago, a duel of life and death.

There would be no need to pretend in front of others and lie about the relationship between them as they were doing now.

Yun Heng was provoked by Qiu Huan and was furious, but the real protagonist had already left the arena happily.

Seeing that Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhiyu didn't seem to be involved in this matter, Yun Heng shook his head. Facing Qiu Huanshi, his stern expression seemed to tear him into pieces.

Qiu Huan's body shrank subconsciously. Even though he mobilized all the spiritual power in his body to protect himself, he still couldn't withstand the pressure of Yun Heng's spiritual power.

"Sword Master, I was confused for a moment and spoke wildly, slandering your disciple. Please forgive me..."

Qiu Huan lowered his posture and put himself in a position to be stepped on by Yun Heng.

There was a hint of surprise in the beautiful eyes of the purple-clad owner of Xilin Huanlou. She didn't seem to understand why Qiu Huan had acted provocatively before, nor did she understand why he admitted his mistake so quickly now.

It's like a different person.

Yun Heng also had the same feeling. His pressure was not reduced until he heard a cry from the air, "Master, please show mercy!"

The man who came had bright red hair and a handsome face, and his deep anxiety seemed to set his hair on fire.

A raging fire was burning overhead.

Situ You stepped off the sword, flew down and slid to his knees in front of Yun Heng.

"Master, for the sake of my disciple..." Situ You lowered his voice, "Let him go."

"Why? Who do you think you are? You can let me go just like that?" Yun Heng snorted coldly and scolded Situ You.

Situ You looked aggrieved, "Master, I have my own difficulties. Please listen to my explanation... No, please listen to my explanation."

Yunheng flicked a brain-crushing finger on his forehead, stood with his hands behind his back, and waited for the next words.

Situ You rubbed his aching forehead and said with a smile: "Oh, actually it's because the deputy palace master of Beiming Yun Palace came and asked to see the elder of Beiming Yun Palace to see if he is okay."

"Go back and tell her not to come in, she's ill." Yun Heng said nonchalantly, "Who the hell is she? How dare she ask me for that?"

Hearing this, Situ You was speechless. He thought that he was the head of Xuanyuntian Sect, and was forced to the position by his master back then, and now he had to fill in the loopholes created by his master in various ways.

He was suddenly filled with grief, "Master, I don't want to be the headmaster anymore. I think my junior brother is good, and it's time for me to step down and let him take over."

Yun Heng raised his hand and shuddered, almost jumping up in excitement, "Don't you know the character of your junior brother? If you really hand Xuan Yuntian over to him, who knows what will happen!"

Yes, Wen Zhi and Xin have annihilative thoughts and are not good people after all.

Situ You has never been able to see through the heart of this junior fellow apprentice. He only feels that this junior fellow apprentice is a hidden talent and must be extraordinary.

Situ You rubbed his forehead that had been hit twice, and said with some resentment, "Give me some face."

Yun Heng did not continue the topic and turned to Situ You, "Do you think Qiu Huan's behavior in my Xuanyun Tiandou Judgment Platform was excessive?"

"It's definitely an overstep. You can make suggestions, but you can't use provocative words or actions."

Hearing Situ You's affirmative voice, Yun Heng nodded and stroked his nonexistent beard, "The boy is teachable - then let that great vice-palace master know that her good husband violated the rules of my Xuanyuntian and should be punished."

"But considering that Elder Qiu Huan is not from Xuanyuntian, if he wants me to be his master, he can just ask Beimingyun Palace to pay out 500,000 spirit stones."

Yun Heng's gaze fell on Qiu Huan, who was covering his shattered fingers with his intact hands, with a sinister look on his face.

But he was suppressed by Yun Heng and could not move at all.

Situ You also glanced at Qiu Huan and asked Yun Heng: "How should this kind of provocation to Sword Lord be punished?"

"First of all, he is arrogant and ignores people who are stronger than him. He has no manners! Secondly, he ruins the reputation of Xuanyuntian. You also know that he slandered Ah Yu for practicing evil magic. If this gets out, Ah Yu will have no way to explain herself."

"Finally, he looks a bit ugly, ugly to my eyes, and also to the eyes of other Xuan Yuntian disciples. This is a big crime!"

Hearing these strange words coming out of Yun Heng's mouth, Situ You really wanted to say "how disrespectful to the elderly", but he remembered that his master was standing up for his junior sister.

He didn't say much, but just nodded in agreement.

"It makes sense. It makes a lot of sense. After hearing Master's words, I feel like I was enlightened. It's like I was enlightened!"

Yun Heng glanced at him, a look of silence flashed across her eyes, "Whatever I say is what it is, do you still have any opinions at all?"

Situ You: “…”

If I disagree and you get angry, what should I do?

Situ You sighed helplessly. It seemed that he still needed to ask that person for help...

Xie Tingyu went back, simply treated the wound and went to sleep.

The next day I was woken up by a knock on the door.

"Junior Master Uncle, Junior Master Uncle."

Xie Tingyu reluctantly opened the door, and Zuo Zicheng's eyes lit up.

Xie Tingyu: "Let it go!"

Zuo Zicheng: "Qiu Huan was severely injured by a mysterious man yesterday! It seems that his sea of ​​consciousness was damaged. Even if he is a powerful person like Wang Haichao, he can't recover 50% of his strength in ten days or half a month!"