Is my master a villain?Don't worry, I'll show it off first

Song Zhi's control had already begun, and Yan Mo was not afraid. It was a certainty that he could not defeat Yan Mo, so Song Zhi's first counterattack was to fly away in the clouds.

To put it bluntly, it is to escape.

Yan Mo Xuan Flute turned and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

That fight lasted for three days and three nights, not because Songzhi became stronger again, but because Yanmo fought for a while and took a break. When he saw Songzhi was about to die, he stopped, and when he recovered, he continued to fight.

It's like a cat with civet arms that catches a mouse. It slaps it until it stops moving. When the mouse moves, it slaps it again. It doesn't judge its life or death until it's last breath.

At first, Songzhi didn't know why, but after a while, he understood.

Although Yan Mo still didn't say a word, he was guilty of being a thief and would always take the answer.

He said that immortals and demons can never give up on each other's stance. He said that good and evil do not coexist.

From the firm explanation at the beginning to the helplessness at the end, he said that he should do something even if he shouldn't. No matter how he did it, he at least eliminated the big trouble for the two worlds. A woman can bring peace to the two worlds, why not?

Do we have to watch groups of people fall down and thousands of people die, and remain indifferent and do nothing?

This was a disguised admission of what he had done, and Yan Mo's guess was absolutely correct.

Exactly!

He actually pretended to be himself, deceived Aluo's heart, had sex with her, held hands with her, made a life-and-death promise to her, loved her day and night, and even maybe even slept with her.

There were so many things they did together that he didn't dare to think about, and his blood vessels would ache just thinking about them.

He sticks to his bottom line, but there are people who fucking want to cross it and pretend to be the one he crossed.

The fucked up world of cultivation, the fucked Penglai Immortal Island, the fucked up immortals from the upper realm!

Song Zhi said a lot of good and bad things, but Yan Mo didn't reply a word and just beat people up.

The last turning point, just when I breathed my last breath, someone came from the upper world.

The people who came came to protect Songzhi, and ordered the Kunlun Snow Region and Penglai Island to make peace as before, and asked them not to tell the third person in the lower world about the death of the demon princess.

Yan Mo is asked to assist Song Zhi to become the imperial chief and jointly manage the world of cultivation.

After Qu Xun passed away, Yan Mo became the emperor's chief for five years. Five years later, he was transferred to Song Zhi, the island's leader.

Yan Mo doesn't care about the imperial chief. He only cares about not killing Song Zhi. In the future, he will have to be under the watchful eye of the upper world. No matter how difficult it is to do it, he can not care about other people's life or death, but the snowy region is the master's hard work, senior brother. Senior sisters, junior brothers and junior sisters are all his responsibilities and weaknesses.

The power of the upper world was so strong, how could he resist it on his own? When he thought about it, he was so angry that his teeth itched.

Besides, before Aluo died, he suffered a loss from Songzhi and escaped with injuries. He was rescued by Qingqiu Fox Emperor's playful young son and brought him back to Qingqiu. After being healed in Qingqiu for a year, he came back and went straight to Kunlun. Xueyu asked him for an explanation.

A Luo: "Let me just ask you one question, are you with me because you want to kill me, or do you like me to be with you?"

Yan Mo was confused by this question: "Me? When have I been with you?"

Just a short sentence, just a conditioned response to the scene.

He never thought about the weight and lethality of these words.

I don’t even know what consequences a simple sentence will have.

But obviously, he didn't do anything, and he didn't do anything wrong.

The smart and brave demon princess's face turned pale, just like the day he held her to avoid the upper world and fellow disciples, and quietly took her out of the demon world.

Weak, yet stubborn.

She asked: "Ah Mo, where is the box of Yang that my father gave you?"

Yan Mo looked confused: "Two years ago, Senior Brother Songzhi came to Xueyu to borrow it!"

At that time, he was still wondering how Song Zhi knew that he had Yang Ah Box.

Although Ah Luo's face was pale, he didn't show any other emotions. He just said nothing, looked at him deeply, turned around and left.

"Aluo——"

His sudden panic came from inexplicable heart palpitations for no reason.

Aluo turned around with a smile, and the smile in his eyes was innocent and pure.

"Ah Mo, if all this is true, how wonderful it would be, I will definitely not regret it!"

Ah Luo walked for half an hour, the tea had cooled down, the incense in the incense burner was burned out, a large part fell down, turned into a piece of incense ash, and returned to thousands of dust.

When the transmission talisman sounded at Cangya Peak, his hand shook, and a string of bright green spiritual beads fell.

"Penglai Immortal Island suddenly encounters a powerful enemy, requesting support from the Kunlun Snow Region!"

He bent down to pick up the string of spirit beads and carefully wiped them clean one by one. Finally, he turned around and drank the cold tea in one gulp. His clear eyes looked at the broken incense ash with a chill.

The transmission notes exploded in front of me one after another.

"Penglai Immortal Island lost to the demon princess and suffered heavy casualties. Please ask for support from the Kunlun Snow Region!"

"Penglai Immortal Island collapsed, requesting support from the Kunlun Snow Region!"

"There are only half of the disciples from Immortal Island, please support Xueyu quickly!"

"The island owner is seriously injured, please provide support to the domain owner!"

There were also talismans that kept flying to Cangya Peak. Yanmo's sleeve flew up and blocked the talismans that kept coming from Xuanyue Tower.

He took out the Xuan Yao Qin, looked at it lightly, and hit a few notes one after another.

Die Lanfeng's Dharma Master shrank his shoulders and turned back in fear: "Good fellow, fifth junior brother actually wants to kill someone?"

Looking at the two sides, you can see the Xuanyue Tower on Cangya Peak, and the sound of the piano is lingering between heaven and earth.

Penglai Immortal Island, Wolong Palace, Magnolia Mountain, Chengfeng River... all places that were not restricted by the ancient gods were all destroyed. Rocks flew, landslides occurred, water flowed freely, and countless pavilions and pavilions were involved.

Trees collapsed and water flooded the fairy island. If a disciple escaped, a disciple would die. If an elder escaped, an elder would die.

The girl in the red maple skirt stood at the exit of Penglai Island, her eyes were cold, but her fighting spirit was high.

"Song Zhi, two years ago, you defrauded Amo of his Yang A box, and a year ago, you defrauded me of my Black Snake Whip and injected the Seven Jue Thorns into my body.

Seal the power of my demon bone and try to use it to take advantage of me?

Today, I am here to find you and let go of the past. I don’t need the black snake whip, but I can still destroy your fairy island.

Just keep your head down and see if I can conquer every corner of the fairy island! "

The girl wore a red dress that rustled in the wind.

The veil was blowing across her face, but she could still feel a mocking, contemptuous smile on her lips.

With his hands moving, the purple-gold light quickly rotated and released.

The golden color is getting richer and richer, which is actually a precursor to the awakening of the ancient god's bloodline.

The water poured back and spewed away. The Blue Flower Pavilion was instantly submerged, the Guyue Tower was immediately washed away, dark clouds over Xiandao Island, and strong winds raged, creating a scene of the end of the world.

There are not many disciples of the various immortal sects who have just been hit by the battle between immortals and demons. The capable ones are on the front line, and the incompetent ones have nowhere to escape in this water-filled fairy island.