After practicing the ruthless way, the elder brother regretted it deeply

When Shen Xiaohuan was about to take the man to the jail, he heard the man's low cry. It sounded very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

"Wait a minute!" Shen Xiaohuan called out to his men and personally stepped forward to lift the cloth covering the man's face.

What I saw was a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar. I hadn't seen him for a while and didn't realize that my junior brother had become like this.

There was a long scar on his face, which looked like it was scratched by someone maliciously.

"Junior Brother Xue..." Shen Xiaohuan's voice was a little trembling, and there was a hint of heartache.

He quickly took action and tried to untie the rope that bound Xue Wuji.

Xue Wuji shook his head with difficulty, signaling Shen Xiaohuan not to loosen the rope that tied him.

Shen Xiaohuan didn't understand why Xue Wuji didn't let him untie the rope, and Xue Wuji also saw Shen Xiaohuan's confusion.

So he said the word "far" with difficulty, and Shen Xiaohuan immediately understood what he meant.

He handed over the command to Li Qingyuan, and after confirming again and again that the work had been completely handed over, he left with Xue Wuji.

After the two left, Li Qingyuan looked in the direction they left: That man seemed to be my benefactor!!! How did he become like this?

She almost hurt her benefactor just now!

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After making sure that he had run far enough, Shen Xiaohuan put Xue Wuji down and untied the rope on him.

"Junior Brother Xue, where have you been all this time? And what's the matter with the scar on your face?" Shen Xiaohuan hurriedly took out ointment from his space ring, wanting to help remove the scar on Xue Wuji's face.

Shen Xiaohuan raised his hand to apply medicine to Xue Wuji, but Xue Wuji dodged it.

"Junior Brother Xue, what are you doing? How can the wound on your face heal without applying ointment?" Shen Xiaohuan frowned.

Xue Wuji shook his head: "Brother Shen, it's useless."

Shen Xiaohuan couldn't understand. The ointment in his hand was the most effective ointment in the entire cultivation world. How could it be useless?

The living dead, the flesh and bones, no problem!

"Senior Brother Shen, this wound is caused by demonic energy, the demonic energy of the Demon Lord..." After saying this, Xue Wuji lowered his head, not daring to meet Shen Xiaohuan's gaze.

He was afraid of seeing Shen Xiaohuan's disappointed look.

"Did the Demon Lord do this to you? Did the Demon Lord come out?"

Hearing Xue Wuji's words, Shen Xiaohuan stood up immediately.

If this is true, my junior sisters will be in danger.

"No, Senior Brother Shen, the Demon Lord hasn't come out yet." Xue Wuji said this while clutching his sleeves tightly.

Shen Xiaohuan chose to believe his junior fellow apprentice.

After a long time, Xue Wuji took a deep breath and decided to tell Shen Xiaohuan the truth.

"Brother Shen, if I tell you that I'm the Demon Lord's Left Protector, will you kill me?"

After saying that, Xue Wuji raised his face covered with horrible scars and looked at Shen Xiaohuan with hope.

Shen Xiaohuan is the direct disciple of the leader of Minglin Sect. He has no regrets about any decision he makes.

Even if I decide to kill myself...

Shen Xiaohuan sighed and raised his hand.

Xue Wuji also slowly closed his eyes. He knew the answer and he did not blame anyone.

The imagined relief did not come true. Instead, Shen Xiaohuan's hand with thin calluses touched his head first.

He opened his eyes in surprise. Shouldn't Senior Brother Shen kill him now?

Shen Xiaohuan first straightened Xue Wuji's body and brushed off the dust on him.

"Junior Brother Xue, have you forgotten? The first rule of the Minglin Sect is that you must not harm your fellow disciples."

"But Senior Brother Shen! I am now the Demon Lord's Left Protector!"

Shen Xiaohuan shook his head: "It seems that you don't understand what I mean. You are my junior apprentice first, and then the Demon Lord's left protector.

I know you don't want to, and I know you will be controlled by the Demon Lord, but in my heart, you will always be a member of the Minglin Sect!"

"Senior Brother Shen..." Xue Wuji's eyes were blurred with tears.

Afterwards, Xue Wuji felt a pain in his neck and completely lost consciousness.

"Junior Brother Xue, before that, please get some sleep!" Shen Xiaohuan caught Xue Wuji.

Then, he fiercely shot out a stream of spiritual power behind Xue Wuji.

The black smoke behind him disappeared immediately.

This sudden wisp of black smoke was probably meant to monitor Xue Wuji, and if nothing unexpected happened, the one on the other end was the Demon Lord.

Shen Xiaohuan's guess was correct.

Demonic world——

The Demon Lord, who had just lit up before his eyes, suddenly went dark, and the same thing happened every time he tried to monitor Xue Wuji again.

It seems that Xue Wuji is being targeted, or he has betrayed us!

Thinking of this, the Demon Lord's eyes suddenly became fierce.

If it is really the latter, then the Left Protector should be eliminated, and all the information he provided before should be invalidated.

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Xue Wuji woke up again at Yaofeng of Minglin Sect. The familiar environment made him nervous.

How did Senior Brother Shen bring him to Minglin Sect?

What should I do if I accidentally find out what Ming Linzong is planning to do against the Demon Lord?

What should I do if Zhong Yu sees me like this? !

"Squeak—" The door was pushed open.

The moment the door was opened, Xue Wuji buried himself in the quilt.

The person coming must not be Zhong Yu!

How disappointed would she be if she saw me in this half-human, half-ghost state?

"Junior Brother Xue, it's me, no one else." Shen Xiaohuan knew what he was worried about, so he didn't tell Zhong Yu about Xue Wuji's news.

After hearing what Shen Xiaohuan said, Xue Wuji carefully pulled open a corner of the quilt, and felt relieved when he saw that only Shen Xiaohuan was there.

"Senior Brother Shen, how could you bring it back to me?! I... I..." Xue Wuji nervously held Shen Xiaohuan's hand.

Shen Xiaohuan patted his hands and signaled him to relax.

Then, he picked up the mirror beside Xue Wuji's bed and asked, "Junior Brother Xue, you haven't seen your own face yet, right?"

"I, I don't want to see it, take it away!"

When his face was mentioned, Xue Wuji reacted strongly. If Shen Xiaohuan had not acted quickly, the mirror in his hand would have been shattered into pieces.

He could understand Xue Wuji's reaction at the moment. Although Xue Wuji could not be said to be a handsome man on the list of the best in the world of cultivation, his appearance could be said to be top-notch.

Now that his face has been disfigured and the Demon Lord has told him that it cannot be restored, he himself would not be able to accept it for the time being.

"Forget it, if you don't want to look at it, then don't look at it!" Shen Xiaohuan put the mirror in his hand back to its original position.

"Junior Brother Xue, you came at the wrong time!" Shen Xiaohuan sighed and said casually.

Hearing Shen Xiaohuan say this, Xue Wuji was also curious.

Why did Shen Xiaohuan say that he came at the wrong time?

Was it because Zhong Yu happened to be out when I came here?

He said that he didn't want Zhong Yu to see him in this state, but deep down he was still looking forward to seeing his lover.

He won't be able to stay in Minglin Sect for long. If that's the case, he might not have the chance to see Zhong Yu until he dies?