Chapter 3439 What Should I Do if the Disciple Always Wants to Deceive the Teacher (26)

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In the past, he felt that Kou Lili was too young, although he was a little naughty, but he was innocent and cute, but now...

The slender and tall figure stood there, with pale and sinister eyes, and a deep and handsome profile. Hearing this, he pulled his thin, soft and beautiful lips, and just uttered the four words quite indifferently, without any emotion mixed in. :"not so good."

The third elder was stunned for a long time.

Mu Ci didn't say anything more, he didn't have any good feelings for Kou Lili from the beginning, until now, it has never changed.

The young man leaned back lazily, tapped the table with his knuckle fingers, and said in a casual tone, "I said, Master, can you stop being sentimental about your age all day long, as if you knew her better before."

"I'm sad for the age?!" The third elder blew his beard and stared at his eyes angrily, and for a moment he lost all sadness, and roared angrily: "Mu Ci, please explain clearly to me!!"

"I feel that I can hear clearly." Mu Ci covered his ears calmly, serious.

The third elder is heartbroken.

Mu Ci lowered his eyes, recalling what the girl said to him before, his eyes darkened slightly, and he opened his mouth lazily, "Master, there is one more thing."

Shangxian asked angrily, "What's the matter?"

"This trial... there is a girl." Mu Ci said unhurriedly, with an imperceptible smile in her tone when she spoke, and she was very evil: "She has a personal situation, and she may have to Leave Xuanqingzong for now."

He Zixiu frowned slightly as he listened.

This kind of unexpected situation is indeed unavoidable, he said: "You are in charge of this trial, let's figure it out."

Mu Ci said yes with unclear meaning.

After Jing Mo completely left Xuanqingzong, he no longer restrained himself, and with a thought, he walked with the sword.

Yu Jian's direction is——

demon domain.

The demon domain is different from the darkness of the demon world. The demon king above is naturally romantic and lazy, doing his own way, and the demon domain is also a place where he is used to wantonness.

After Jing Mo returned to Yaoyu, he walked towards the hall of Yaoyu very purposefully.

Along the way, the guards of Yaoyu greeted her.

Jing Mo nodded slightly in a distant manner.

She is not from the Demon Realm, but a pharmacist in the Demon Realm.

This time, it was reported that the demon king was seriously injured from thousands of miles away from the demon realm, and she came back halfway through Xuanqingzong.

in the hall,

The man was lazily leaning on the king's chair, wearing a baggy red dress, his chest looming, three thousand ink hairs falling down like a waterfall, his complexion was pale due to serious injuries, and those fox eyes were as frivolous and cold as ever when they were raised, even more so than a woman's. The existence of ecstasy.

"Kings.

"Jing Mo walked in front of the Demon King with a blank face, she lowered her eyes and glanced at Feng Yu's serious injury, her voice was nice but cold: "You really know how to pick your time. "

"Are you disturbing our pharmacist's work in Xuanqingzong?" Feng Yu smiled frivolously, with a bit of languid ecstasy, "I don't want to either, why don't pharmacists settle accounts with those demons who plotted?"

Hear the word Mozu.

Jing Mo raised his eyes, those light-colored eyes were surprisingly pale, without any emotion.

She didn't want to say more, and began to heal Feng Yu.

"Oh, by the way..." Demon King Hongyi had a charming face. He seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and the emotion in his eyes was colored with interest. "You are going to Xuanqingzong."

The words Xuanqingzong murmured from between his lips and teeth, carrying a little unknown lingering meaning. He squinted his eyes lazily, recalling the scene he saw in Xuancheng that night, and suddenly let out a low laugh: "Is there ever See a girl in red?"

Jing Mo was unmoved, and said coldly, "Who?"

Feng Yu was thoughtful, "It's very good-looking, very arrogant."

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The girl in white paused for a moment, her expression was indifferent, and her tone was also cold: "I don't know."

Feng Yu was slightly regretful, but he also knew that Jing Mo never paid attention to the affairs of the outside world, and it was normal not to know.

"If you can touch it... send me a message."

Jing Mo pointed to the wound on his body, but did not answer Feng Yu's succinct words: "Your Majesty must live before he speaks."

The demon king said indifferently: "I can't die."

It was already dark when Jing Mo came out of the palace, she was walking slowly, her snow sleeves were folded lightly, her white fingertips were caressing half of a blood jade, which was lingering with a faint demonic energy

Her eyes are clear and ink, calm.

March ago.

The demon clan has changed hands. According to rumors, the former demon master has long been scattered.

after three months.

That person is in Xuanqingzong.

The light of the blood jade was refracted in the eyes of the girl, and disappeared in an instant.

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Xuan Qingzong.

What happened in the second round of trial was suppressed, and after a two-day delay, the second round of trial started again, this time in a different place, and Xuan Qingzong was even stricter, and there were no accidents in the middle.

Ranbai directly hugged the rabbit and walked out a quarter of an hour after entering, followed by a Ruan Yin.

It was the first time Ruan Yin had tasted such an easy trial, and when she came out, she was still in a trance and thriving, feeling that she could do it again!

After the second round of trials, Xuan Qingzong began the last round of trials.

This time the trial is a bit special, it is an illusion.

And the illusion that everyone enters is different, and the illusion is formed by the most frightening picture in each person's heart.

It can be said that it is a single-person trial, as long as the person who can break the illusion can officially become a disciple of Xuanqingzong.

Under the guidance, the disciples of the trial entered the illusion at the same time.

In the middle of the night, the blood moon covered the sky, and the dark clouds covered the sun.

There are mourners everywhere, and blood flows like rivers.

at a glance,

The huge and extravagant palace is blurry and unrecognizable, hidden in the dark, but it can be seen that on the ninety-nine and eighty-one steps, there are dead bodies everywhere, dense white bones, and blood winding down the steps, like a grand ceremony. Sacrifice.

And above the high ranks, the gorgeous but empty palace was destroyed by blood, making it hard to see clearly.

At first glance, it is shocking.

In front of the palace where countless corpses and blood are intertwined, there is only a figure, half kneeling on one knee on the ninety-eighty-one steps, with his back to the huge palace, his slender fingers clenched tightly on a sword, the blade touched On the ground, the figure supporting her did not fall down, the hand holding the hilt of the sword exhausted all its strength, and the phalanges showed a frightening coldness. Against the background of the blood-red sword hilt, there was a pale color of abstinence and depravity. .

"Tick tock..."

A small crack, the only sound in the dead silence.

A drop of blood dripped from her fingertips, and a bloodstain snaked from the pale complexion, like a crack in bone china, falling on the ground with a sickly beauty.

She was dressed in red, and it was hard to tell whether it was pure red or covered in blood. The hem of her clothes hung down on the ground, thick and dark red blood stained in treacherous lines, and three thousand ink hairs were scattered behind her, blowing freely without wind.

On the dead palace where the blood moon covered the sky, looking over the ninety-nine and eighty-one steps and looking at the half-kneeling figure holding a sword, there was a shocking visual effect, like a fallen demon stepping through an endless abyss.

The surroundings are too dead, as if all living things in the world have been annihilated, leaving only her alone.