Quick Wear: Out-of-print White Moonlight, Refusing to Fall from the Altar

Ji Wensheng gritted his teeth, his hand holding the hilt of the sword was shaking, his eyes were fixed on the man behind Murong Yun, he thought he was fierce, but in fact his eyes were full of mist!

No one knew how panicked he was when he saw Su Jin standing behind Murong Yun without hesitation. It was as if he needed a big hand to tightly grasp his violently beating heart.

Trying hard to get it back!

"Brother, come back."

He didn't know what position he had to say this, as if Su Jin would really come back if he said it.

But the only response he got was Su Jin's cold eyes and a step back.

Murong Yun glanced back and then smiled.

He was relied upon by his senior brother, just like in his life over a hundred years ago. The feeling of having the person he protected still by his side was an indescribable, soul-filling satisfaction.

So much so that when he faced Ji Wensheng, he still had the mind to laugh at him:

"Junior brother, you really think too highly of yourself. Do you think you can order our senior brother around?"

After saying that, Murong Yun swung his sword and went straight towards Ji Wensheng!

His moves were sharp and decisive, each one was sharp and powerful, his figure was upright and steady, and he had the demeanor of a member of a noble family.

"Although I don't know why you want to take Senior Brother away, it's just right! Today is the harvest time!"

Having said this, Murong Yun directly summoned the Seventy-Two Evil Killing Formation and covered Ji Wensheng!

Ji Wensheng gritted his teeth and tried to fly out of the range but was still trapped inside.

Subconsciously, he glanced at Su Jin again, making sure he was standing in a safe place as usual.

It wasn't until he saw Su Jin standing opposite him with a cold expression that he realized something.

He abruptly withdrew his gaze and turned to face the seventy-two swords attacking him!

While Ji Wensheng was fighting dangerously in the sword formation, Su Jin was also watching him nervously.

Although it was a bit inappropriate, Su Jin really wanted to complain.

——What Xiaoyun said just now really sounded like a villain who looked down on the male protagonist in the early stage and was slapped in the face by the male protagonist in the later stage.

Moreover, looking at the sword formation, it seemed dangerous, but in fact, Ji Wensheng was not harmed at all.

Su Jin had a strong feeling that Ji Wensheng would escape, and then he would fight monsters and level up all the way, and finally return as a strong man.

Sure enough, Su Jin didn’t think about it for long.

Ji Wensheng suddenly threw a few explosive talismans into the sword formation, then rushed out quickly. His figure disappeared into the dark and rugged cave and he escaped!

Murong Yun picked up his sword and was about to chase!

But Su Jin stopped him:

"Xiaoyun, stop chasing."

Murong Yun paused: "But Senior Brother..."

Murong Yun couldn't swallow the anger of having his senior brother stolen away by Ji Wensheng for six years!

But Su Jin said:

"You can't catch up with him, and if you leave, it would be bad if he took advantage of the situation and took me away."

Su Jin fully believed that Ji Wensheng was capable of doing this. Not to mention Ji Wensheng's aura as the leading male character, just talking about Ji Wensheng's abnormal sensitivity, he could do anything!

Upon hearing that Su Jin could be stolen again, Murong Yun panicked and quickly put away his sword and walked back to Su Jin.

Holding Su Jin's sleeve and taking a closer look, he saw his senior brother's clear features appear in front of him, visible and tangible, not just an illusory shadow in the bamboo house.

Murong Yun finally felt relieved and asked with both heartache and anger:

"Brother, you've suffered so much in the past few years. You... deserve to die! That Ji Wensheng didn't even prepare clothes for you. You only have one undershirt to wear. What if you catch a cold?"

Even Murong Yun, who was always upright, couldn't help but swear when he saw that his senior brother, who used to be so handsome and untainted by the dust, didn't even have a coat.

He quickly took out a senior brother's coat from his space and carefully put it on his senior brother.

Carefully tying the complicated button cord on his brother's coat, he said with red eyes:

"Brother, let's go back now. We won't let Ji Wensheng go!"

Su Jin was a little skeptical.

Long Aotian has already reached the Nascent Soul stage. Can Qianyuan Sect really catch him?

The current scene is highly consistent with the original. Isn't it the plot where Long Aotian escapes from Qianyuan Sect, gathers concubines, fights monsters and levels up, and the God of War returns fifty years later?

By that time, can he really protect Qianyuan Sect and his master?

Su Jin couldn't help but fall into doubt, because he found that he could not change the plot, whether in his previous life or this life.

Apart from the inexplicable appearance of several concubines in Ji Wensheng's harem, Ji Wensheng almost followed the description in the original work step by step.

Now that Ji Wensheng has grown up, even Su Jin can't do anything about it.

He could only sigh and say:

"Okay, go back and tell Master that Ji Wensheng must be caught as soon as possible."

Deep in the cave, a pair of vertical pupils, reluctant to leave, were staring at this direction.

When he saw Murong Yun leaning over and intimately tying the rope for Su Jin, his hands clenched the gravel!

When he heard Su Jin say this, his eyes turned red, his vision was shrouded in mist, and a tear fell silently.

When Su Jin returned to the sect and stood in the main hall of Shangyun Peak, his master appeared beside him almost instantly and hugged him tightly in his arms!

"Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin..."

The master's voice was vague and fragile, but Su Jin responded.

"Master."

The master then let go of his hand. After six years, his appearance had hardly changed, but his eyes were even more frightened and uneasy.

Even after letting Su Jin go, his hand was still tightly grasping Su's sleeve, as if he would lose control of the person if he let go.

Murong Yun was watching from the side. He did not object to his master's closeness to his senior brother. He himself was the one who was taken back by his master and came to run errands for his senior brother.

In other words, the reason he entered the mountain gate in the first place was because he admired the reputation of the Taoist Shangxian as the best swordsman in the world.

He is respectful to his master, and to his fellow practitioners...it's hard to describe.

Even in his heart, he was more inclined to think that his senior brother belonged to the master, and he just wanted to protect his senior brother for the rest of his life.

So he waited until his master released his senior brother before he went over and told him about his encounter with his senior brother and Ji Wensheng.

When Master heard that Ji Wensheng had taken Su Jin away and asked Su Jin to go over.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in those cold eyes!

The voice was even colder to the bone:

"Issue a hunting order. You and Qin Shi both go and capture him as soon as possible. We don't have much time."

"Yes!"

Murong Yun accepted the order. He naturally knew what it meant that time was running out.

I have wasted six years of my senior brother's time. If I can't help him replenish his spiritual roots as soon as possible, with his aptitude of four spiritual roots, I don't know if he can form a pill within a hundred years!

After saying this, Murong Yun turned and left.

He also knew the urgency of time.