Don't mess with the little apprentice sister! She is greedy and immoral

Qin Zhen suddenly opened her eyes wide. Even though she hadn't seen the man's face yet, a familiar name instantly came to her mind.

But how is that possible?

How could it be him?

Even Huai Xu, who was beside her, raised his head the moment he heard the voice.

Obviously, he also recognized who the owner of this voice was.

It was as if the image-retaining bead knew what everyone wanted to see, and the screen did not turn to that direction for a long time.

Qin Zhen was so anxious that she couldn't sit still and just stood up from her seat.

It seems as if he can't wait to get into the picture of the photo bead.

The man who was pointed at by Qinghe Jianzun with his sword spoke again leisurely: "Don't be nervous, I'm just delivering an invitation on behalf of the clan leader."

"What invitation?" The one who spoke was the leader of Miaoyin Pavilion.

"Oh? It is said that cultivators value their oaths the most, but in just five hundred years, have you forgotten it, sect masters and elders? This year's Immortal Sect Competition should be hosted by our demon race."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone present changed.

But that person didn't care about the expressions of others. He slowly stretched out a finger and pushed away Qinghe Jianzun's sword.

"!" Qinghe Jianzun frowned when he saw this.

It seemed as if he had never expected anyone to dare to push away his sword like this.

He is the contemporary sword master. Even if he did not use 100% of his strength in this sword, not everyone dares to look directly at its edge.

At this time, the image bead finally moved along the man's slender fingers, little by little, revealing the man's complete appearance.

really!

"Second Senior Brother!" Qin Zhen finally called out the name.

Yes, the one who came to deliver the invitation was none other than Jing Xing who had returned to the demon clan.

To be honest, Qin Zhen felt a little unfamiliar with Jing Xing like this.

The voice was clearly the same, and the face was clearly the same, but Qin Zhen was actually a little hesitant to recognize the person in front of her.

His hair changed from black to a beautiful silver-white.

His long hair was no longer casually tied into a high ponytail with a red hair tie, but was neatly tied up with a jade crown, giving him a sense of dignity.

Even his clothes were changed into brocade with a purple background and gold patterns.

As he moved, the golden lines seemed to come alive and were constantly changing, like the twinkling star sand flowing in the night sky.

Jingxing was clearly smiling, but his eyes were cold.

His casualness and laziness, as if he could never wake up, were just like the illusion Qin Zhen and the others had had before.

Because, now Jingxing only has an undisguised sense of sharp edge and an extreme sense of danger.

When people take one look at it, they will subconsciously feel scared.

"Is this really... Jingxing?" Huai Xu's brows were almost wrinkled into a "川" shape.

He really didn't like Jingxing's frivolity because it gave people a feeling of unreliability.

But he never thought about asking Jingxing to change anything, nor did he think he needed to change anything.

So, looking at this "strange" Jing Xing, Huai Xu's first reaction, before confusion, was dissatisfaction and anger.

It's not dissatisfaction with Jingxing, but dissatisfaction with the person who forced Jingxing to wear such a mask.

"It's him." Mu Guiyi didn't have any complicated feelings. After a quick identification, he gave a positive answer.

He never recognized people by their faces, so even though Jingxing's appearance and temperament had changed drastically, he still recognized him at a glance.

"Why would he appear in Tianyan Sect on behalf of the demon race?" Only Mo Wen's attention was still on this question.

But Wen Qionghua did not intend to answer immediately.

Qin Zhen's mood was complicated. She looked at Jing Xing in the image bead and suddenly felt that he was very far away from her, as if there were many high towers erected between them.

She didn't feel this way when they parted.

She hated this feeling.

She didn't know why Jingxing appeared here, nor did she know why the Immortal Sect Competition held in Tianyan Sect in the original book was suddenly related to the demon clan.

She only knew that if this Immortal Sect Competition was really related to Jingxing, she had to go no matter what.

The scene in the photo bead continues.

"Are you all ready to break the alliance between the human race and the demon race now?"

Although Jingxing used a question mark, the threat in his words was not concealed at all.

"What do you demons want to do?" Qinghe Sword Master asked coldly.

Jing Xing smiled: "My clan is just choosing to fulfill the covenant, why does Qinghe Sword Master treat it like a formidable enemy?"

"You demons have been in seclusion for hundreds of years, and now you suddenly come out to fulfill your covenant. Who knows what you are thinking?"

Upon hearing this, the leader of the Star Gate snorted coldly, and his words almost said that the demon clan had ill intentions this time.

"Oh, if you're scared, just ask Star Gate if you don't want to come."

"you!"

"Of course, if other sects don't want to come, our clan won't force them."

"Oh, who wants to go?"

"That's right, Qinghe Sword Master, I think it would be better for this Immortal Sect Competition to be held in your sect."

"Those who are not of my race must have different hearts. This is what the demons themselves said. I dare not go to the demons' territory. Who knows if I will never come back?"

"What you are saying is wrong. The demon tribe has been scared into hiding for hundreds of years by the demon tribe. What can they do to us? We should... teach them a lesson."

"Hahahaha, that's right, could it be that they think this year's champion can be born from the demon tribe?"

Many sect leaders and elders sang in unison and laughed together.

Upon hearing this, Jingxing just smiled, as if these people were talking nonsense.

"I have a question!" At this moment, the head of Miaoyin Pavilion suddenly spoke.

The communication symbol on her waist kept flashing, obviously she had received some news.

"Master Gu, do you have any questions?"

After all, it is a big sect, so Qinghe Sword Master will naturally pay attention to it.

Sect Leader Gu's eyes were fixed on Jing Xing, and then fell on Wen Qionghua who was drinking tea in the corner of the hall.

Then, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"Is this Immortal Sect Competition the idea of ​​the demon race themselves, or is it that... the Poyun Sect is also involved?"

"What does Sect Master Gu mean by this?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Many people don’t even know who the leader of the Poyun Sect is and are still searching everywhere.

Sect Master Gu didn't care about other people's reactions. He just stared at Jingxing closely, as if he was afraid to miss any subtle expression on his face.

The smile on Jing Xing's face suddenly faded, and after his pupils shrank slightly, he responded loudly: "Of course it is related to Poyun Sect."

Upon hearing this, Wen Qionghua almost couldn't swallow her tea.

She put down the teacup in her hand and finally couldn't help but ask a question: "Hmm?"