There's something wrong with the general.

The forbidden area in the back mountain of Taixu Sect is blocked by a huge barrier, and ordinary disciples cannot enter.

The surrounding area was lush with trees, and the trees, the ground, and the hills in the distance were filled with people.

They were all wearing the disciple uniforms of Taixu Sect, and looked at Zhiming in the forbidden area with regret and surprise.

Zhiming, whom I had met in the previous illusion, was now standing there quietly, looking around.

Like looking for someone...

Wen Yuxi was also confused. Since he could enter the forbidden area, he could naturally escape. Why was he still waiting here?

He pondered for a moment, then hurried back into the forbidden area.

Aren't all the demonic cultivators out to kill people? But this scene is more like a grand meeting.

Although I was in an illusion, I felt that everything in front of me was real and terrifying.

Wen Yuxi wanted to go around to the opposite side of him.

The crowd was dense, but Wen Yuxi was able to pass right through them.

Without much effort, he finally arrived and stood on the small hill opposite Zhiming.

He was wearing a sky-blue robe, with long, thick, ink-black hair hanging loosely. He held a long sword with a cold glow in his hand, standing with his hands behind his back, his whole body shrouded in black air.

It seems that he is really possessed by a demon.

Wen Yuxi is standing in a position where he can take in everything in front of him.

His sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, his phoenix eyes were as clear as water, his nose was like a hanging gall bladder, his lips were slightly pursed, his face was cold, and he looked neither sad nor happy. A few strands of hair danced lightly in the wind, and his whole body added a sense of solemnity.

He... actually looks exactly like Wen Qianyi.

The difference is the feeling and aura it gives him.

He is indeed a rare genius in a century. Although he has reached the Nascent Soul stage, he still looks to be in his early twenties. It is really surprising.

Somehow, even though he was a demon cultivator, he still wanted to get close to him.

A complex look flashed across Wen Yuxi's eyes, and he saw a faint red thread in Zhiming's eyes.

What on earth happened? Why did he have to be possessed by a demon?

at this time.

Suddenly three people came out of the barrier and landed beside Zhiming.

Wen Yuxi looked closely and saw that the beautiful woman was the law enforcement elder, and there was also a man in black, who was also there when Zhiming was punished.

The last one is Fu Hong, the eldest disciple of Taixu Sect, who is a disciple of the sect leader.

The law enforcement elder had a stern look on his face, holding a long whip. "Zhiming, you've truly wasted your master's love and care for you."

"I feel sorry for him."

"What about your junior brother? How will he view you? The senior brother who has protected him since childhood is actually a demon cultivator."

Zhiming lowered his eyes and asked quietly, "Is he here?"

"He's here." Fu Hong glanced at the law enforcement elder and replied slowly.

Zhiming's eyes flashed, he raised his head and looked at the crowd, then stood there steadily and smiled softly.

Wen Yuxi followed his gaze and looked into the crowd.

A handsome man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a disciple's uniform, looked at Zhiming in panic, tears in his eyes. He looked at Zhiming and murmured, "Brother..."

!!!

When Wen Yuxi saw him, she was shocked!

This boy...he...he...is so much like me.

what is the problem?

"Stay in the sect well, my brother is leaving..."

Zhiming suddenly said to the young man, then turned around and tried to escape.

He was stopped by the law enforcement elder and the man in black clothes.

The law enforcement elder tried to persuade him, "Zhiming, are you still going to be so stubborn and stubborn? If your master knew about this, he would definitely regret accepting a traitor like you."

"Law Enforcement Elder, there's no point in talking about decency or morality with a demon-possessed person like this. Kill him directly and don't let him tarnish the reputation of our Taixu Sect."

Someone shouted, and the crowd suddenly became noisy.

Calls for execution were heard one after another.

But Zhiming's expression remained calm. He raised his head and said to the three people in front of him, "Elder, Senior Brother, you guys take action."

Zhiming is in the Nascent Soul stage, but the other two elders entered the Nascent Soul stage many years ago, and Fu Hong’s cultivation is not low either.

Wen Yuxi was a little worried. Could this be a dead end?

He turned to look at Zhiming's junior fellow apprentice.

The young man clenched his hands tightly, his eyes fixed on the three people fighting.

The traces of tears were clearly visible in the eyes.

Wen Yuxi couldn't help but shook his head, this kid couldn't be him.

I have such a strong character, how could I be like this brat, crying at the slightest provocation?

Tsk, I must have been made of water in my previous life.

Swords flashed and sand and rocks flew in the air as the four fought back and forth for dozens of rounds.

Zhiming is clearly at a disadvantage.

Because this man was a great saint father, the long whips of the law enforcement elders were all aimed at his vital points, but he was cautious and did not want to hurt the three of them.

A heart attack that Wen Yuxi, a bystander, witnessed firsthand.

It's said that he has become possessed.

But it did not harm his fellow disciples in the slightest.

But, but some people outside always can't distinguish between right and wrong.

Wen Yuxi couldn't help but worry for him.

No one knew what kind of magic weapon the long whip in the hands of the law enforcement elder was. It looked like a whip, but when the whip fell on a person, countless small iron spikes suddenly exploded and pierced directly into the skin.

Zhiming was not paying attention and was hit on the back by the long whip.

In the blink of an eye, blood spurted out from his back, soaking his clothes.

He seemed to feel no pain and took a few steps back with a normal expression.

Don't fight them head on.

"I was hit by the Law Enforcement Elder's phantom whip, but I wasn't hurt at all."

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

"It's said that the elder's phantom whip can transform into countless steel thorns that pierce the body, like being gnawed by thousands of rats, extremely painful. This Zhiming is really patient."

"Yeah, respect him as a man."

Somehow, Wen Yuxi suddenly wanted to see the expression on his junior brother Zhiyu's face.

Is it heartache or anger?

Wen Yuxi is looking forward to it.

He turned his head and looked at the young man from a distance.

I couldn't help but feel my eyes go dark.

Oh my god, why are you crying again?

It really can't be made of water.

I was trying hard to hold back my tears just now, but now my eyes are tearing up.

Tears flowed down, wetting my face again.

Wen Yuxi felt confused as if she was watching herself cry.

It's so pathetic to make that kind of expression on your face!

At this moment, Wen Yuxi suddenly saw that he had been clenching his hands.

Even though her eyes were red and swollen from crying, like a rabbit, she still held the thing tightly in her hand.

Is he going to do something?

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the young man pushed through the crowd and walked towards the inner circle.

When you reach the barrier and can't get in, take a deep breath.

As if he had used up all his strength, he suddenly shouted, "Elder, I have a way to make Senior Brother surrender."

The law enforcement elder paused, looking at him coldly with her beautiful eyes: "Do you know what you are saying?"

He nodded heavily: "Disciple knows that Brother, as a disciple of Taixu Sect, actually practices the magic technique. Disciple, disciple is deeply ashamed..."

When he said "I'm deeply ashamed", two big tears fell from his eyes.

He wiped it off with his sleeve, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes: "Zhiming is not worthy of being a disciple of Taixu Sect..."

Even senior brother didn’t call me anymore.

Wen Yuxi looked at Zhiming, his gaze fell quietly on Zhiyu, without hatred or anger.

"Disciple is willing to persuade Zhiming to destroy his evil power on behalf of the sect."

What the hell!

Wen Yuxi suddenly looked at the boy, not expecting him to say such a thing.

The relationship between the brothers seemed very deep, so why did it turn out like this?

The law enforcement elder knew very well how much Zhiming loved his junior brother.

But since when, this kid has become unwilling to get close to his senior brother.

I actually said such words today.

She put away the whip in her hand and said coldly, "Okay, come in."

As he spoke, he cast a spell directly at the barrier, and a human-shaped mouth appeared in the barrier.

The young man walked in directly and then slowly walked towards Zhiming.

Finally, it stopped in front of him and stood face to face with him.

There were still tears on his eyelashes, but he smiled brightly: "Senior Brother, long time no see."

Zhiming raised his hand, wanting to touch his head like he did when they were children, but then stopped.

"Have you been practicing well recently? Have you been eating, drinking, and sleeping well?"

Tears welled up in the boy's eyes again, but he tried hard to hold them back. He shook his head and said, "With my brother gone, everything is not going well."

Zhiming's eyes flickered slightly, he lowered his eyes and said softly: "Then Junior Brother, you must learn to adapt in the future."

"Brother, can't you stay with me? You've loved me the most since we were young, why can't you obey me one more time?"

Zhiming looked at him quietly without comment.

The young man took a deep breath and suddenly smiled with relief: "Forget it, you know I won't force anyone. But, Brother, can you hug me again, just for once."

The young man begged, but without waiting for Zhiming to speak, he threw himself directly into his arms.

The warm body covered him, and Zhiming's body suddenly stiffened.

She slowly held him with both hands, slowly tightening them.

The boy's outrageous actions shocked the onlookers outside.

You agreed to help the law enforcement elder persuade him to surrender, why are you still being so clingy?

The crowd was in an uproar.

The law enforcement elder narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he could see through the two of them, but did not speak to stop them.

At this moment, Wen Yuxi suddenly discovered.

The young man's face, which was resting on Zhiming's shoulder, suddenly revealed a strange smile.

Wen Yuxi suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

What is he going to do?