Quickly wear the water of trouble: after being cheated on, the yandere male protagonist turned evil

Chapter 431 Crazy Criticism Master Always Wants To Double Cultivate With Me (2)

After a beep, 003 went offline, and Bai Wu's consciousness returned to reality.

But the "brainwashing" ritual was still going on, she still couldn't wake up, and her consciousness was still in chaos.

In addition to Xiao Qizhi's voice, she also heard the conversation of two other voices around her:

"Elder Chi Feng, is this reliable? Master's temperament has been unstable since he came out of retreat. Will we offend him by sending a woman there rashly?"

"It might have been before, but it won't be now. This woman looks so similar to Senior Qian Qiuxue, and she was carefully cultivated by the Hehuan Palace. She is proficient in men and women. If a real person sees her, he will definitely turn his anger on us, maybe he will. Kudos to us for that.”

"Besides, even if the real person gets angry, it's just sacrificing a little Hehuan Palace disciple. At that time, we can still use this to blackmail him. We don't know if he is going out this time. Whether it is a blessing or a disaster, everything must be prepared .”

.........

Bai Wu heard it.

This woman named Qian Qiuxue should be the Bai Yueguang who haunts Wen Yan's soul and dreams, and makes the real Wuxiang cut off his love.

At the same time, it was also the chief culprit that caused her current fate.

One second before losing consciousness, Bai Wu cursed: "Go to your mother's substitute."

She is not a substitute.

...

...

Haoyue is in the sky.

Kunlun disciple Chang Ming carefully guides the man behind him.

"Master, master ancestor, to welcome you to leave the customs smoothly, master, he... has specially prepared a generous gift for you, and please go with the disciple."

When he said this, Chang Ming's voice was trembling, his hands were rubbing together tightly, and every pore in his body was showing tension.

He was originally the eldest disciple of Xiao Qizhi, the head of Kunlun.

Although he is not famous all over the world, he is still the leader of three thousand cultivators in Kunlun, and all his disciples should respectfully call him "big brother" and receive all the honors.

But now in front of this master, he looks like a frightened quail.

Not only did he speak poorly, but he didn't even dare to show his atmosphere.

After all, this ancestor was not only the only true disciple of the head of the Kongtong Sect, the number one sect of cultivation back then, he single-handedly destroyed the devil emperor who endangered the Quartet, he also founded the present Kunlun Immortal Mansion, and he was also the only one in the Four Regions. The remaining cultivation base has reached the power of the tribulation period.

Looking at the entire Four Regions, there may be people who don't know Xiao Qizhi, the head of the Kunlun Immortal Mansion, but it is impossible not to know the Wuxiang real person Bailiyu.

The word "Bailiyu" has become synonymous with cultivating immortals, and is admired and worshiped by countless cultivators.

Although he had been in seclusion for 50 years without reason and had been silent for 50 years, his reputation did not fade with time, but became louder and louder. This time his exit caused quite a stir in the Four Regions.

What's more, they guessed that their ancestor had broken through the tribulation stage and was a half-immortal who was about to ascend.

Chang Ming couldn't tell the truth from the rumors, but it was indeed difficult for him to breathe in front of this mighty man.

After he finished talking about his purpose and didn't get a quick response from the man, he felt that he was going to be crushed to death by him as an ant just because he angered this powerful man.

Fortunately, the man didn't stay silent for too long before a faint voice came out of his mouth and nose: "En."

There was a bit of carelessness in this voice, and a bit of impatience mixed with it.

It's not that Chang Ming didn't hear it.

But he also had to complete the task assigned by the master, so he had to continue to lower his head and grit his teeth to lead the way for the man.

The moonlight was low, and Chang Ming, who was leading the way with his head buried, could only catch a glimpse of the dark red corner of the man's clothes from the corner of his vision.

It's aggrieved to say that he, the great disciple of Kunlun, has not dared to look at the face of their master until now.

He paid homage to the Kunlun Immortal Mansion before, more or less because of the name of Wuxiang Daoist.

The idol is right behind him, it's fake if he isn't excited.

Chang Ming persevered all the way, and finally he couldn't hold back when he arrived at the Palace of Carrying Clouds, he quickly turned around and glanced at the man.

He froze at one glance.

Ordinary cultivators like to wear plain Taoist robes and wrap their hair around their sleeves in order to maintain a calm mind and create an image of detachment from the mundane world.

But the man was wearing a dark red robe with fluttering wide sleeves, and the hem of his clothes was embroidered with pictures of a hundred birds contending, which was extremely ostentatious.

The full head of silver hair is also swaying in the wind under the moonlight, unruly and indulgent.

The thin crimson lips were pursed lightly, showing a hint of impatience.

The long eyes are lightly curled up, and the eyes are thin and cold.

Not like a sect leader with a sense of immortality, but more like a demon god who confuses all living beings.

Chang Ming was shocked by their master's monstrous appearance, and even more shocked by his pair of amber pupils.

It has long been heard that their ancestors are not human beings.

It now appears that the rumors are true.

Bailiyu had already noticed the eagerness of the leading disciple to try.

When Chang Ming faced him and fell into a daze, Bailiyu frowned, and his cold amber pupils stared directly at Chang Ming's eyes.

Chang Ming was sized up by the pair of cold lights, and subconsciously shuddered twice.

Only then did he realize his rudeness, but when he came back to his senses and wanted to bow his head to apologize to the old ancestor who was on the verge of sullenness, he found that he couldn't move his eyes.

He could only be forced to look at the flirtatious man in front of him.

A pair of legs trembled like chaff.

Baili Yuchang half-closed his eyes, and a stream of light flashed in them.

Ever since, Chang Ming's heartfelt voice from the opposite side was passed into his consciousness word by word:

"Damn, what's going on, why can't I move? Could it be that I'm so fascinated by the ancestor's charm?"

"But Master is really good-looking. How can someone in his 200s still be so young? My master is only in his 40s and yet has a face in his 60s?"

"The master's eyes are so scary, he won't be angry, right? I won't die here, right? I'm still so young, I just cultivated the golden core, I can't die."

Bailiyu: "..."

"You can't die, open the door." He withdrew his gaze, his thin lips moved slightly, and a deep and indifferent voice filled the night.

Chang Ming:!
Why would Master know what he was thinking?
But Chang Ming, who was full of doubts, did not speak hastily. After realizing that he could move, he quickly opened the palace door for Bailiyu:
"Master, master ancestor, the gift prepared by master for you is inside. Brother, the disciple has something to do, so I will leave first."

As Chang Ming said, he bowed deeply to Bailiyu, and then quickly hid in the darkness, fearing that Bailiyu Lingchi's knife would be on his neck in the next second.

Bailiyu's irritability at this moment has also reached the extreme.

If it weren't for the fact that Xiao Qizhi's attitude was extremely humble.

He won't waste time on such boring things.

Gifts... Does he seem to be in need of something?
But if this gift is extremely bad, he can use this excuse to treat those old hairs hard, so as to relieve his dryness.

Thinking of this, Bailiyu walked into the Yunyun Palace with a straight face.

The long candles in the hall are brightly lit.

Bursts of incense overflowed from the crane lotus tripods on both sides, and the green smoke was lingering and dense.

The surrounding walls are covered with all kinds of big red "Xi" characters, and a pair of two-foot-long dragon and phoenix candles stand in the center, which is particularly eye-catching.

Bailiyu's brows furrowed even deeper.

What is this Xiao Qizhi up to?
(End of this chapter)