"I have said a long time ago that Yu Wushuang is not a good thing." Chen Pipiyao looked at the carriage and said, "If he had not been to delay time in a broken carriage, I am afraid that we would have captured Heifeng Village a quarter of an hour ago."

"Yu Wushuang? Do you know each other?" Shen Lang asked.

"I'm not familiar with it, I only know that he is as famous as Xiao Yicai, the senior brother of the Divine Sword Peak, and his cultivation has reached the Golden Pill Realm." As he said that, Chen Pipi used the golden hammer in his hand to knock back several disciples of the Demon Sect.

During the battle between Shen Lang and others, the carriage finally drove to the top of the mountain. A corner of the purple-gold curtain was lifted, and a man in a purple robe slowly walked out. The man looked as handsome as a jade-like face, and a delicate face that a woman would feel ashamed of when she saw it. If there were any beautiful men in this world, they would probably be like this.

Under the white moonlight, he looked down at this moment like a mortal son of god, looking down at the world and the people fighting under the hillside.

"Young Master." Liu Qingshan looked down at the bottom and said, "The remnants of the Demon Sect are really bold. When we see us coming, they dare to surround people. Why not let Elder Zhao Qifeng and I take people down? Only five or six hundred people will be able to kill them within two rounds."

"No hurry." Yu Wushuang's eyes slowly fell on Shen Lang, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Is he the righteous monk who mingled into the Black Wind Village? It's really interesting."

Qi Hao came over at the right time: "Not only that, he should be the one that Fairy Bihu should value. He was very majestic before in Lingyin Town Hall."

"Oh?" After hearing this, Yu Wushuang suddenly looked at Li Xuejun, "Junior sister, is it him who had some holidays with you before?"

"Yes." Li Xuejun nodded slightly and said nothing.

"Even if there are some holidays, it's still a trivial matter." Liu Qingshan laughed and said, "Young Master, now the remnants of the Demon Sect are both right and right. We should share the same hatred for the enemy and temporarily let go of that small holiday. Only in this way can we correct our Qingyun Chixiao's lineage."

"What you say is reasonable, and you are both a righteous person. Of course, you must share the same hatred for the enemy in front of the Demon Sect." Yu Wushuang's voice was feminine. He looked at the figures that were clearly exhausted below, and fought bloody battles and said, "However, since the prodigal son is a person valued by the fairy, how could he be trapped by a group of remnants of the Demon Sect? If I remember correctly, he should have a talisman given by the fairy, right?"

"This..." Liu Qingshan was stunned for a moment and thought, what can I do if there is a spiritual talisman? After all, the spiritual talisman can only be used once, but there are hundreds of disciples of the Demon Sect, and two elders of the Demon Sect are eyeing each other... In this case, even if the talisman is used, it will be a dead end.

What's more, the prodigal son, Xia Qianjie, Chen Pipi, and Lu Lingshuang are all from Qingyun Sect. Even those thirteen girls, according to known information, should be students of the National Education College who have been missing for several days. With the relationship between the National Education College and the Qingyun Sect, they are actually Qingyun people sooner or later!

Since they are all their own people and do not save them when they meet their fellow disciples, wouldn’t they lose Chi Xiaofeng’s face? Liu Qingshan does not care about the life and death of those people, but he pays great attention to Chi Xiaofeng’s face.

"The prodigal son is so capable of rushing to Heifeng Village alone. He is really worthy of being the one who is valued by the fairy." Yu Wushuang looked at Shen Lang and others who were still fighting, and his voice became cold and mean: "Maybe he is sure to win, and has his own deployment and plans. If we rush over, maybe he will destroy his plan and be thought to be competing with him for credit. In my opinion, we will stay here to support them. As for the more than a dozen girls from the National Education Academy, they are all Qingyun people and righteous cultivators. Since that is the case, even if they die in the battle with the Demon Sect, they will die as much as possible, right?"

Promote the army?

What is cheering?

Simply put, it is like a confrontation between two armies. Before the war begins, generals from both sides will come out to fight to fight life and death. The soldiers who stayed there and waited will be the ones who were under the throne.

However, Shen Lang and his group were surrounded by the enemy and fought in a wheel battle. Which one is the one who cheered?

It's obvious that you're watching those people die...

Under the increasingly cold moonlight, the Taoist robe on the righteous monks shines with the glory of justice, and the big banner with the word Chixiao is still fluttering in the wind. The girls who have been waiting for a long time are almost broken, but the righteous monks are still slowly forming their array and are not coming to rescue...

They experienced despair again and again, and finally saw hope under the perseverance of life and death. Then they fell into despair again, and they watched hope not far away fall into despair.

No matter how strong the will is, no matter how respected the righteous monks in the past, I am afraid that my heart will collapse at this moment and I can't help but curse the so-called righteous monks.

"After all, I am a Jindan realm. I have the nerve to say that these girls are fighting with the disciples of the Demon Sect, and they are called "died to be the only one who dies? If you don't want to save me, you don't want to save me. You can actually say that you are so crowned by the emperor. It's so shameless!" Shen Lang touched his face dyed with blood, thinking that his face was thick enough, but it was still far from some guys in this world!

After all, there are always some people in the world who are shameless at all! Even those who have a very high status in the right path and best represent justice, even those who are born with a face like a Son of God, are still shameless.

"Bah! That leader is obviously pretty good-looking, why is he so shameless?" Lu Chenjia thought about the help Xia Qianjie and Shen Lang provided to them, and the scene when Chen Pipi and Lu Lingshuang didn't say a word at the beginning, and immediately rushed over, and said angrily: "Chixiao Peak is also from the Qingyun lineage, and they are all from Qingyun people. Why is the gap in human beings so big?"

Li Chengying's shoulder was still bleeding. She was cut by a monk of the Demon Sect before. The wound was deep and the bones were visible. However, she never cried out in pain, nor had she ever frowned, because she always believed that there would be hope! Even if it came later, justice and hope would definitely come.

However... the righteous monk who is called justice and has been admired by thousands of people in the mortal world is so despicable and shameless.

"I really can't understand why the righteous monks I saw in the academy's books are so different in reality." Li Chengying said in a deep voice.

"If a person from the same sect fails to save his death, he will take the blame. If such a person is in our wilderness, he should be executed with a culprit, breaking the three souls and seven spirits, so that he will never be reborn." Hu Xiaomei spat on the ground fiercely: "I don't understand. Qingyun is also a famous sect with extremely strict precepts. If he does this, isn't he afraid of being punished after he goes back?"

Xia Qianjie pursed her lips tightly and didn't say anything. She was punished? Yu Wushuang is the only true disciple of Chi Xiaofeng. The Lord of Chi Xiaofeng treats him even more with his own son. Being protected like this, it is difficult to cure him more sin than climbing the sky. Even if the real person in charge of the sect personally intervenes in this matter in the future, I am afraid that he will be punished at most...

The night sky was not quiet, but the cultivator's ears were always excellent. Yu Wushuang, who had the cultivation level of the Golden Pill, had his ears better. He listened to the angry scolding of the girl he was fighting from below, and his handsome face seemed even colder, like a god in the sky, majestic and inviolable: "Hmph! A group of inferior untouchables, who are so ignorant of their ranks, deserved to be cut into pieces."
Chapter completed!