“court death.”
   In a corner where no one was paying attention, Jackdaw heard the voice as cold as ice, and slowly said every word, with an unprecedentedly intense killing intent.
   The jackdaw was trembling, not even daring to flap its wings.
   Regardless of Ye Qing’s objection, the deacon disciple agreed on the nine rooms without a word, and he directly pushed the second floor open, saying very courteously: “Junior Brother Ye Qing, you can stay here tonight.”
   In the end, he sneakily lowered his voice, “Tonight at three o’clock in the afternoon, you come to my room alone. I want to tell you something about Pei Xuan.”
   Eh? ? ?
   Ye Qing widened his eyes.
   Pei Xuan was a bait, and it was easy to seduce Ye Qing into taking the bait. Ye Qing’s eyes were full of vigilance, as if “what are you going to do to my father again”. And vice versa, if Ye Qing was involved, Pei Xuan Nilin could easily be touched.
   Satisfied with the other party’s appearance, the deacon disciple sneaked away.
   Leaving Ye Qing alone in the house, lost in thought.
   There was the sound of wind and rain outside the house, and the big raindrops adhered to the window paper, leaving water marks. The sky in Xiancheng is gray and full of rain, and the water on the ground is like a water world.
   Maybe the inn’s waterproofing is not very good, or maybe a window is broken somewhere, and a puddle of water creeps in silently.
   Ye Qing’s cultivation was too low, he couldn’t feel the undercurrent surging in the whole inn.
   However, Pei Xuan felt a breath, his eyelids moved, and a murderous intent flashed across his dark eyes. There are many dangers around him…
   Ye Qing looked down and saw a pool of water stains, his delicate eyebrows furrowed, he opened the door and rushed out.
   “Qingqing is smarter than expected, Master, he must have sensed the danger and came to find Master!” Jackdaw cried twice, unable to hide his excitement. Who would have thought that they heard the sound of footsteps on the wooden stairs and Ye Qing’s voice.
   The boy’s tone was light and soft, mixed with a trace of anger.
   Anyone can figure out that Ye Qing’s face is full of anger, he may be angry, but his voice is limited, and it may not have much deterrent effect, “Xiaoer, the wooden floor in the house was not cleaned.”
   Xiao Er was very panicked, “I’m sorry, guest officer, I’ll clean it up for you right away.”
   One person and one repair went up to the second floor like this, took out the mop, and wiped the water stains clean. The pool of vital water was quickly expelled and disappeared on the ground.
   Jackdaw: “…”
   After the room was cleaned up, Ye Qing sat down again.
   Ye Qing quite likes the rain, but once there is too much rain, it will be uncomfortable.
   He wrinkled his nose, twisted the corner of his clothes nervously, but no water came out, he always felt that he had met Hui Nantian… Finally, he couldn’t bear it anymore, and shouted out the window: “Don’t rain! “
   This sound was wrapped in anger and shocked many people.
   The hexagram master once saw through the weather of the fairy city, and knew what would happen if the rain fell again-the wind howled, the torrential rain lasted for seven days, the runoff surged, broke through the fields on both sides, the river overflowed, and turned into a flood. The houses in Xiancheng were submerged in it, and the world was full of wailing and screaming.
   Amidst the turbulent waves, both mortals and monks are struggling, facing each other across the river, wanting to cry but not crying. This is a natural disaster, and it is also a demon disaster.
   Unexpectedly, the rain stopped strangely after only three days.
   Originally, the sky was like a hole, and the rain was flowing freely, but with the roar of the ground, the cynical rain stopped.
   On the dividing line between the sky and the earth, a man was sitting in the air. He was looking down at the purgatory on earth with raised eyebrows, and was suddenly stopped by a roar.
   It was the boy holding the umbrella, whose name seemed to be Qing.
   Fu Li silently read the name twice.
   Those pair of eyes that are as delicate as mountains and rivers and beautiful sun appeared in his mind, he thought aimlessly, don’t you like rain? So what if he wishes.
   Straight to the point.
   He likes this kind of temperament.
   Fairy City soon cleared up, and it was as casual as a child’s play.
   The Xingyao Palace disciples were also taken aback, holding a compass, “What’s the matter, the rain has stopped, and there are no traces of monsters.”
   ——
   It’s night, at three o’clock in the afternoon.
   The deacon disciple arrived on time, and he was full of manuscripts, all of which were to persuade Ye Qing not to stand by Pei Xuan, not to help the evildoer. The backer behind the deacon disciple is Xu Sufeng, Xu Sufeng is the next head of Xingyao Palace, and he is also an elite disciple of the sect, the two are of high authority.
   In return for Ye Qing’s abandoning the dark and turning to the bright, they promised Ye Qing the identity of the inner disciples of Xingyao Palace and countless resources.
   They felt that was enough.
   For every outer disciple, the qualification of an inner disciple is enough to instigate opposition. In the world of comprehension, as long as the price is enough, Taoist companions can betray, and good brothers can turn against each other.
   Ye Qing thought he was going to say something, but the result turned out to be to persuade him to abandon the dark and turn to the bright, and his mind was filled with “???”
   He looked pitifully, “Brother, if you knew what relationship I have with him, you wouldn’t be looking for me.” No one would persuade a child to kill his father.
   ——Even if the whole world is against Pei Xuan, he will stand firmly on Pei Xuan’s side and choose him thousands of times.
   What is your relationship!
   The deacon disciple didn’t get a response, he only saw that the young man looked contemptuous, looked at him as if he was looking at something dirty, turned around and left.
   return!
   The deacon disciple just wanted to shout, but he could only look at Ye Qing’s back and walk away without hesitation. The next second he felt a chill run down his spine, because when Ye Qing was there, the whole room was brightly lit with candles. But in an instant, the flickering candle that was exuberant in vitality was extinguished, the room was plunged into darkness, and a person slowly walked out of the shadow.
   “!!!”
   The deacon disciple’s heart was beating wildly, his throat was dry, and as the silhouette of this person was outlined more and more clearly by light and shadow, his eyes showed horror.
   How to describe this person.
   The blue robes are graceful, the appearance is extremely young, but the imposing manner is like a god, and the appearance of holding the sword is casual, but the eyebrows and eyes are as cold as frost, and there seems to be something dormant in the depths of the pupils, a cold, asura-like hostility float up.
   Chilling.
   It was Pei Xuan.
   The deacon disciple trembled, “How long have you been listening!”
   Forget about Ye Qing, Ye Qing is in the Qi training period, his cultivation base is extremely weak, it is normal that he can’t feel anything. But he was in the Nascent Soul Realm, and he didn’t even notice when Pei Xuan arrived! He didn’t even know when his private territory was invaded.
   Obviously both he and Pei Xuan are in the Nascent Soul stage!
   But when Pei Xuan extinguished the candle, he was so silent and relaxed, as if if he wanted to, monks of the same realm would die so easily.
   Thinking of this, the deacon disciple’s face turned pale, full of fear and disbelief.
   At this moment, in his eyes, Pei Xuan was more terrifying than evil spirits.
   Seeing him so flustered, Pei Xuan looked at him coldly, from top to bottom, the light in his eyes frighteningly bright: “It won’t be long… from the first sentence you spoke.”
   first sentence?
   The minds of the deacon disciples went blank.
   What did he say in the first sentence, it seems that Pei Xuan is a lone star of the gods, and everyone who gets close to him will suffer misfortune. If Ye Qing cherishes his own life, he should stay as far away from Pei Xuan as possible. The deacon’s disciples are very eloquent, and the first thing to catch is the weakness of human beings-people are people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.
   In fact, Ye Qing heard this kind of words more than once, but the words are different, what is it, “Qingqing, your biggest catastrophe comes from that cold-blooded demon in the cultivation world, Pei Xuan, that man is a lunatic, you have to protect him!” Be good to yourself” and so on.
   Ye Qing was obedient at the beginning, he thought that Pei Xuan, a legendary figure, was far away from him, a young boy of Yunzhou City, but after he found out about his background, he never heard of it again.
   The deacon disciple trembled and continued to recall.
   What else did he say later, telling Ye Qing not to help the evildoers…
   He talked a lot, and the more he recalled, the more the deacon disciple trembled with horror.
   Knowing that his death was approaching, he began to speak incoherently: “Don’t kill me, Senior Brother Xu asked me to do all of this, that child is very loyal to you, my provocation was unsuccessful, he did not betray you!”
   This is a smart one.
   He knew that his wealth and life depended on Ye Qing tonight, so he spoke from the result.
   The result was good, Ye Qing did not listen to the instigation, and still had a red heart towards the devil, which seemed to be able to offset his fault.
   Such words are useless to Pei Xuan
   Since this person dared to order Ye Qing and planned to provoke him, he was doomed to die. It’s just that the sowing of dissension tonight completely angered Pei Xuan.
   Xingyao Palace is jealous of his cultivation, covets his roots, and wants to eat his flesh and blood. He can do all kinds of calculations and schemes, and he can stand on the sidelines and wait for the fall to settle the score. Only Ye Qing was involved, he couldn’t bear to provoke that child to leave him, and he couldn’t bear it either.
   In the illusion, Pei Xuan once had a nightmare.
   The nightmare was very long, it had nothing to do with death and killing, there was no darkness of oppression and hopelessness, and it didn’t involve the imprisonment and bondage of the soul.
   On the contrary, the scene is very warm, in that wooden house in Yunzhou City.
   The child’s footsteps were a little clumsy, so soft and young, he staggered and ran, as if something terrible was chasing after him, his big eyes seemed to be filled with tears, and he sobbed in fear while running: “Father! It’s so scary! “
   Pei Xuan’s first reaction: What happened?
   “What’s wrong?”
   His child is so small and so fragile, who made his child show such a frightened expression…
   Pei Xuan lowered his eyes coldly, and hugged the frightened child into his arms. The other party was familiar with his embrace, as if he had found a shelter, sobbing in his small voice.
   “Qingqing, who scares you?”
   No one can understand that when you hold a weak child with half blood in your arms, even the coldest devil in the world can give up everything for him.
   Ye Qing was trembling, his cat-like voice was tender and full of fear, and soon burst into tears: “It’s Pei Xuan, Daddy, the big devil Pei Xuan is so scary! Listen, I heard that he eats three for a meal. Kid, he also killed a lot of people! I’m so scared!”
   The child seemed really scared, crying out of breath.
   With a click, Pei Xuan heard the sound of his breathing stagnating and his heart beating suddenly.
   From that day on, the source of his fear was born.
   His child was born precocious, and after hearing the gossip from the outside world, he began to fear him. Another identity of him…
   Being an enemy of the whole world, Pei Xuan has never been afraid, because he has absolutely invincible strength. No matter how many traps, conspiracies and persecutions there are in his life, with one swing of his sword, there will be no more conspiracies and persecutions.
   He is very powerful and he can do many things.
   But this is the only thing.
   There was nothing he could do.
   The dream was still going on, the child in his arms was very dependent on him, who would have thought that the next second Pei Xuan would meet the child’s frightened eyes, “Father…you are Pei Xuan!”
   The child yelled, pushed him, and jumped out of his arms. He hid in a corner of the wooden house, very far away from Pei Xuan, his eyes seemed to be looking at some kind of demon… Pei Xuan then woke up.
   What a nightmare.
   However, this dream was very real. After waking up from the dream, Pei Xuan’s killing intent fluctuated like a sea of waves, and he began to loathe the whole world again. On this day, the deacon’s disciple happened to bump into him.
   Pei Xuan could hear every word and every sentence of the other party’s discordant words…
   That child was a light in his life. Pei Xuan can accept that he has nothing, but he will never allow this light in his life to be taken away by others, and to leave because of the instigation of others.
   Not at all possible—
   So the deacon disciples committed a big taboo.
   Death is inevitable. If this person hadn’t set a meeting time with Ye Qing, this person would have died earlier.
   The deacon disciple was still on his knees begging for mercy, but the next moment, his eyes widened, the begging stopped in his throat, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his lips. He continued to breathe weakly until he lost all strength.
   Pei Xuan glanced coldly, even stingy.
   … Slaughtering and death, for Pei Xuan, are the normal state of fate, something that is taken for granted. But for that child, it should be scary.
   Don’t let him see such a miserable death.
   Thinking of this, Pei Xuan’s mind moved, Jackdaw flew in, turned into a human form and disposed of the corpse without complaint.
   The next day, it was sunny in Xiancheng, the sky was gradually spitting out fish belly, and the light of the morning sun shone into this peaceful inn. Ye Qing rubbed his eyes lazily and went downstairs.
   The Xingyao Palace disciples were already sitting below, and they were talking about one thing, “Brother Deacon is missing. The disaster in Immortal City has not been eliminated, why did a living person disappear?”
   Ye Qing’s eyes widened all of a sudden, disappeared?
   How can a person disappear in such a good way, so are they going to look for it?
   However, Ye Qing still overestimated the integrity of the Xingyao Palace disciples, and soon a disciple stood up, “The senior brother deacon is gone, from now on, I will be your senior senior leader.”
   As soon as these words came out, like a drop of water, poured into the oil pan, completely diverting attention.
   “Why is it you!”, “Why can’t it be me?”
   Ye Qing:? ? ?
   Wait, why don’t you find someone and start fighting for power and profit first.
   The teenager’s attention was distracted, and as the quarrel became more intense, Ye Qing was quickly distracted.
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