Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

Listening to the words of the beautiful lady in front of him, the middle-aged man silently mourned for him for a few seconds, then turned to the people in the hall, waved his hand, and looked at the young man standing in the middle.

"Do you have anything else to say about the current situation?"

The young man glanced at the middle-aged man and then looked back at the man lying on the ground with a hideous face.

"These few incidents were all directed at me. I don't know who I bumped into or offended, but I am not afraid of trouble and I don't cause trouble. So if you want to target me, that's fine. But if you drag Zixiao Peak into this or use it to throw dirty water, don't blame me for being ruthless."

These words seem to be spoken for myself, but if you listen carefully you can hear that they are spoken for everyone.

"Then why do you think these times were directed at you and not at others?"

The young man listened to what the man in the hall said, thought for a moment, and looked up and said, "I should ask those who like to throw dirty water on me. Also, maybe I touched someone's 'cake' and that's why they are retaliating against me."

"What exactly is it?"

The person sitting on the seat put down his legs and looked at the boy seriously.

"That's unknown. Anyway, judging by the way he acted today, it's probably true."

"You mean him?"

The young man pointed with his jade hand, and he looked in the direction of his finger and nodded.

"What evidence is there?"

"Of course it's in what he said."

The boy looked at his frowning brows and waving hands, and said

"Which one?"

The boy looked at it intently, turned around, and pointed his finger

"First, he said I had been plotting for a long time, but even if I had been plotting for a long time, how could I have calculated so accurately and go at the exact time they were there? And no matter how careless I was, I couldn't go in the morning. And the storybook also said, 'The night is dark and windy, and it's the time to kill and set fire.' You see, even ordinary people know that they have to choose the right time to do bad things, and the night is dark and you can't see clearly, isn't it just right? Then why choose the morning?

Second, yesterday, my master, I, and everyone present in the hall clearly saw those two people being sent to the wilderness by my great-grandmaster uncle. Today, someone saw me going to the punishment tower to kill people. Isn’t this too much of a coincidence? And great-grandmaster uncle, we don’t seem to be that familiar with each other. Can you tell me such a confidential matter?”

As he said this, he looked towards where the middle-aged man was.

The middle-aged man just glanced at him, sighed silently, and turned to look at the headmaster.

The person sitting on the jade throne said without changing his expression: "Perhaps Bei Ming told you."

The young man's eyes darkened when he heard this, then he raised his head and said, "This matter has nothing to do with Master. There is no question of telling or not telling. And judging from what happened yesterday, Master Uncle should not tell Master about this kind of thing."

“That’s…”

The man was about to say something when he suddenly remembered something. He didn't say anything but glared at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at him without saying a word.

After a while, when everyone was staring at each other, the person on the ground woke up slowly, but suddenly jumped up from the ground, shouting "Don't catch me..."

Seeing the people running around in the hall, the middle-aged man on the high hall had a frown on his face. He gritted his teeth and quickly asked a few people to control him, then waved his hand and asked someone to take him down.

"Master, this matter..."

"So I am innocent, right? Since nothing is wrong, can I go back..."

"There are many doubts about today's matter that have not been solved, and the current evidence has been overturned, so today we will stop here. I will discuss this matter with other peak masters and make a final decision. You can go back now."

As he spoke, the person who was originally sitting on the throne disappeared in an instant.

The middle-aged man pinched his forehead helplessly and walked to the back.

The people around walked towards the door in twos and threes, and the young man standing there turned around and saw Cheng Yuan and his followers standing on the stairs.

They looked at each other, nodded, and then watched Cheng Yuan and the others walk out of the hall.

The young man stared at the remaining fragrance on the ground in a daze...

A few nights later, the boy was sleeping peacefully in the room, but suddenly the scene in his dream changed and misty fog appeared again.

The young man vaguely saw a familiar figure. He stood up hurriedly, rubbed his eyes, and walked towards the depths of the gray fog.

After he walked in, he vaguely saw a human figure standing in the middle. Just as he was about to reach out to touch it, the figure suddenly disappeared, and his feet became wet, as if he had stepped into a small river.

The boy looked down and saw a blood-red liquid suddenly appear on the floor where there was nothing. He was stunned, but he felt that it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where it was.

"How does it feel to step on the flesh and blood of your master?"

A voice sounded in his ears, and the boy suddenly remembered the scene that appeared in front of him that day.

He stared at his feet in a daze, and the gleam of light in his eyes was instantly replaced by a look of helplessness.

“This… This is not…”

"As long as you listen to me, this is of course not true"

A bewitching voice sounded in the boy's ears, and the boy standing in the blood-red liquid slowly raised his head.

"I have brought it as you requested, now you can release it..."

"No, no, no.....Let me take a look first."

A cold touch extended from the back of his neck to his cheek, and he gently took out five inner pills of different colors from his arms.

"Good boy, leave it to me now."

The voice in his ear disappeared, and the thing in his hand disappeared instantly, but the boy did not react at all.

"Gudong~"

A sound of swallowing something was heard in the space, and the boy's eyes slowly drooped down, and his hands unconsciously clenched.

"Haha~ It feels really good. It turns out that the inner elixir of a cultivator is better than..."

The sound in the space suddenly stopped, as if his throat was clamped, preventing him from making any sound.

"Master Demon King, oh no, I should call you Father."

"So you're trying to make friends with me, kid?"

The sound rang again, and this time it felt a little strange.

"No... it's fine if you're just trying to build a relationship, but I still want to ask you: Are you sure you want to do this?"

The voice was filled with a child-like question, and the voice in the space laughed again.

"Hahahahaha~ Is this a question? Isn't this an extremely obvious answer? Why are you asking again?"

Laughter was heard again in the space, and the boy standing there had a cold look in his eyes, and his fists hidden in his sleeves slowly loosened.

A strange smile appeared on his lips...