Chapter 475: I feel bad when dirty water is thrown on you
Su Qian watched and shook his head.
This old bastard was so frightened that his legs were shaking and he couldn't even speak clearly, but he still pretended to be harsh.
"Ancestor! Wait for us!"
Several disciples of the Wanshou Sect stumbled and chased after the Hengyang Patriarch. One of them was tripped by a tree root and grabbed the corner of his companion's clothes in a panic, and the two of them rolled into the mud pit together.
The Hengyang ancestor didn't even turn his head.
The dead branches scratched his Taoist robe, leaving several bloody marks on his face, but they were nothing compared to his face which was as pale as paper.
When turning the mountain road.
He ran into Chu Jinghong and his group who were rushing over. Ge Lao's hand holding the soul-calling banner was still hanging in the air.
"Ancestor! You are here as expected!"
Chu Jinghong's eyes lit up, "With you in charge, that old man Lu Yao will..."
“Bang!”
A slap hit him hard in the face.
Chu Jinghong staggered and fell to the ground. Half of his cheek swelled up instantly and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
He covered his face and looked at Hengyang Patriarch in disbelief.
The other person's white hair was disheveled and his cloudy eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"Idiot! Absolute idiot!"
The Hengyang Patriarch raised his foot and kicked him in the chest. The mud from the soles of his animal-hide boots covered Chu Jinghong's face. "The Ten Absolute Formation has collapsed! Lu Yao is not even at the Mahayana stage!"
boom!
Chu Jinghong felt like something exploded in his brain.
etc……
Isn’t Lu Yao in the Mahayana stage?
Doesn't that mean that he is now the only cultivator within a thousand miles who can use spiritual power?
"Ancestor..."
Chu Jinghong's voice suddenly got stuck in his throat and his pupils suddenly contracted.
All I saw was a monster with blue flames burning all over its body, exploding three feet away.
Blood and gore exploded all over his face.
Chu Jinghong wiped the blood off his face in panic and fear.
"W-What's going on?"
He clearly saw Lu Yao on the other side but he didn't turn back or even make a move. So what was going on with this monster?
Wait until he comes to his senses.
The scene before him completely overturned Chu Jinghong's cognition, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Hundreds of monster corpses piled up like a mountain.
Chu Jinghong widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him which looked like a Shura field.
The roars of monsters all over the mountains made his eardrums hurt.
But in this surging tide of beasts.
A child whose hands had turned into cannon barrels was like a duck in water, jumping up and down, his metal arms constantly changing shape.
"Haha! Come again! Come again!"
Xiaoliu's face flushed with excitement. His metal joints moved flexibly and he somersaulted over the monster's head. When he landed, both cannons fired simultaneously, and the two armored rhinos were instantly blown into pieces.
Amidst the rain of blood, he did not forget to make a face at the stunned Chu Jinghong.
His light blue eyes were filled with teasing, "Hey, another one coming to die?"
Chu Jinghong's Adam's apple rolled and his legs trembled slightly uncontrollably.
He finally understood why the Hengyang Patriarch lost his composure like this—
A monster without spiritual power.
In front of this weird child, he was just a lamb to be slaughtered.
"Ancestor! Wait for me!"
Chu Jinghong suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, not even bothering to wipe the blood splattered on his face.
He turned around and ran deep into the jungle.
Elder Ge's hands, holding the spirit-calling banner, were shaking. He staggered when he was pulled by him. "Young Master! The Life-Severing Sword..."
"Bullshit Life-Severing Sword!"
Chu Jinghong didn't even turn his head, "What's the use of a sword if you're already dead!"
Behind him came Xiaoliu's cheerful laughter, mixed with the dying wail of the monster: "Don't run! I haven't had enough fun yet!"
Chu Jinghong felt his scalp tingling.
Run faster.
"Xiaoliu's playful nature hasn't changed at all."
Su Qian looked at the young man fighting wildly in the distance, and a doting smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of her lips.
The onlookers were also trembling.
"Should we... run?"
The one-eyed monk's Adam's apple rolled, his hand holding the sword was covered in cold sweat, and the tip of the sword trembled as it pointed at the animal corpses on the ground.
The man in brocade clothes beside him had already collapsed on the ground, his brocade robe stained with blood and mud. He turned his head mechanically when he heard the words.
The image of Xiaoliu blasting the monster into pieces still lingered in his pupils.
After moving his lips for a long time, he finally squeezed out a sentence: "Where to run? That, that is simply not something a human can resist..."
Lu Yao was breaking the forbidden technique and took the time to glance at them.
"I have always distinguished between gratitude and resentment. In today's incident, if you had not aided the tyrant, Jinting Mountain would never have killed anyone indiscriminately."
His voice was not loud, but every word was clearly heard by everyone.
It was like a reassurance to the panicked crowd.
The originally restless crowd calmed down slightly, and the one-eyed monk slowly lowered his clenched sword.
He looked at Lu Yao's back as he concentrated on breaking the forbidden technique, his Adam's apple moved, and he finally put the sword back into the sheath.
"Everyone says Pavilion Master Lu is a bloodthirsty devil, but what I saw today..."
He paused and continued, "The rumors are indeed wrong."
"yes!"
The man in brocade clothes struggled to get up from the ground. Although his brocade robe was stained with blood and mud, his eyes gleamed with excitement. "We have been deceived by the Danzhen Palace and the Myriad Beast Sect for years. Today we finally know the truth! Pavilion Master Lu not only refrained from killing indiscriminately, but also protected us, who had nothing to do with him!"
He clenched his fists and said indignantly, "Those two sects, under the guise of exorcising demons and defending morality, are actually arresting innocent people and refining evil medicines!"
"Over the years, countless unjust cases in the world of immortal cultivation have been pinned on Pavilion Master Lu!"
The other monks also began to feel indignant.
"The massacre of sects and the plundering of resources are all framed by the Danzhen Palace and the Myriad Beast Sect!"
He suddenly drew his sword, pointing the tip of the sword straight to the sky, "We have witnessed it with our own eyes today. If we don't make the truth known to the world, I will not be a cultivator!"
"That's right! Clear Pavilion Master Lu's name! Expose the true faces of those two hypocritical sects!"
The crowd was excited and everyone clenched their magical weapons tightly, their eyes full of indignation and determination.
Lu Yao just glanced at the excited crowd and continued to break the forbidden technique.
Su Qian looked at Lu Yao's calm face and couldn't help but chuckle. She gently hooked her fingertips on his sleeve and said, "So many people are rushing to clear your name, but you don't even have an expression."
Her eyes curved, "If it were anyone else, they would have already announced their innocence to the world."
Lu Yao paused, turned his head and looked at her, with gentle ripples in his eyes: "Black or white, it's all the same to me."
"For me, the opinions of outsiders don't matter. I'm used to it."
Su Qian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.
Over the years, Lu Yao has been labeled a "bloodthirsty devil".
The frame-up by Danzhen Palace and Wanshou Sect, the misunderstandings of the world, and all kinds of bad reputations.
If he really cared about the so-called reputation, with his ability he would have shut those people up long ago.
"But I care."
Su Qian looked at him seriously and said, "It hurts me to see all that dirty water being thrown at you."
He is obviously such a good person.
"Qianqian."
Lu Yao was stunned for a moment, and seeing the seriousness and heartache in her eyes, his heart warmed.
This was the first time someone said they felt sorry for him.
"Thank you." He felt warmth in his throat.
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