You dare to kidnap the devil's cub

In Qingshui Pavilion, when Nan Qiu woke up again, it was already seven days later.

—? When he opened his eyes, there was a light white curtain hanging on the head of the bed, surrounded by a clear fragrance of flowers and a very familiar smell. It's all just? It's just a dream.

"This is...Qingshui Pavilion, where the uncle is." Nan Qiu put on his clothes, got up and walked to the bronze mirror. He sat in front of the bronze mirror and looked at his pale and haggard face, his eyes suddenly became sore.

Is he still the same person he used to be?

It's so quiet here, it's a place he's familiar with, and the smell of his uncle fills the room, he's back... The gatekeeper at the door saw him wake up, and hurried forward to prepare hot tea for him.

Nan Qiu held a cup of hot tea, drank it all, and suddenly felt a pain in his body, but he didn't know what was going on. He touched his dantian, only feeling that the golden core was about to burst, Painful? He was sweating profusely.

Demonic Qi, his golden core was actually infected by demonic Qi? Nan Qiu sat up suddenly and held the door frame. The little boy at the door was frightened? He hurried forward to ask, but was left behind by him.He doesn't know where he wants to go, but he really wants to escape Qingshui Pavilion, he can't face his uncle, and he can't accept the unbearable things he and Xuan Chuan have done.

"Ah..." Suddenly unable to use his spiritual power, Nan Qiu fell from the sky, and fell on the gravel-covered path behind the mountain. His wrists and palms were scratched, and his feet? sprained? He frowned and took a deep breath.

Why...why? To me, his golden core is not infected by magic energy, and every time he wants to use his spiritual power, he will feel extremely painful. His body is full of magic energy brought to him by Xuan Chuan, and there are countless humiliations. He never felt that he was so filthy that he even wanted to avoid his uncle from a distance. On that day, he saw all of his ugly appearance. The uncle saw it, it was a good fortune? A trick.

"Xuan Chuan, why can't I kill? You!"

"Why are you still alive!"

"How should I face Uncle Master..." Nan Qiu wiped away tears, propped up his aching legs with his sword, and walked step by step on the path behind the mountain.

Suddenly, I heard a few passing disciples looking at him with strange eyes, still whispering, Nan Qiu followed them, trying to hear what those people were talking about, but when they saw him, they stopped. No head? Leave without looking back.

What happened? What?Why do all people look at themselves with strange eyes, why do all people avoid themselves?

"Yo? Isn't this the sect master and the junior brother Nan Qiu who the uncle most relies on?" Suddenly came a few senior brothers who hadn't talked to Nan Qiu much in the past, but now they took the initiative to talk to Nan Qiu in this situation. He strikes up a conversation.

"Hello, fellow seniors." Nan Qiu slightly turned his head away, feeling very strange in his heart, and greeted them, because he seldom spoke on weekdays, he planned to go to the back mountain alone to purify Jindan.

"Junior brother, don't go yet, where are you going in such a hurry?" A few early disciples passing by? Nan Qiu stopped him, looked at him and said, "I don't know why you gave the uncle to drink? What kind of soup, for the sake of You actually expelled Senior Sister Xia from the sect."

"Expelled, Shimen..." Nan Qiu finally knew what happened? What happened.

Another disciple said: "Speaking of it, our little senior brother is so annoying, who will see it? Don't you like it? Wasn't Li Ye the prince of the demon clan before? Look at how much you protect him, and the uncle? Protecting him is beyond comparison between you and me."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Nan Qiu's eyes were filled with anger, he tightly held the sword in his hand, and listened to their sneering at him.

"It's very true, as a person who has already married His Majesty the Demon Race, I still have the face to pester my uncle every day." They looked at Nan Qiu with hateful faces, and said vicious words, "What face do you have to live in Qingshui Pavilion? If you have self-knowledge, stay away from Master!"

"That's right, I heard that when you came back, your clothes were disheveled and you were full of demonic energy. Have you already done something with Xuan Chuan? "

"Shut up! Shut up!" Nan Qiu had never been seriously injured by such maliciousness. Those words cut his heart like a knife-?, making him in agony, "Shut up!"

"Look, little junior brother is still angry?"

"Are you talking about his sore spot? It seems that he really had a relationship with Xuan Chuan? Just let it go!"

"Hahaha, ridiculous!"

"You...you are really hateful!" Nan Qiu raised his sword and slashed at them. No matter how painful his body was, he went mad. He wanted to shut up those people like crazy, and even thought, kill them. !

No... No, Nan Qiu knew that he—? must have been intervened by the devil energy? He immediately put away his sharp sword moves.

"Cough, cough cough!" Unexpectedly, when he withdrew his sword move, those people did not show any kindness to him. They slapped him with their palms, and the pain felt all over his body, causing him to vomit blood.

"Tsk tsk, you have become so weak?" Several disciples surrounded Nanqiu, pulled his collar and said viciously, "I'm used to seeing you arrogant and ignoring anyone, now you're falling Into the dust, becoming? So embarrassing, it makes people want to teach you a good lesson—? How about it? Don’t say that the few of us bullied you, you were the first to do it just now.”

"That's right, as a junior, you actually attacked the seniors, which shows how arrogant you are."

"Teach him a lesson!"

Nan Qiu struggled to open the hand that was holding his collar, and glared at the people he was pressing down on the gravel: "Go away, let me go, what are you going to do?!"

The senior brother who was pressing heavily on him squeezed his jaw, and said disdainfully: "Why, the demons can touch you, we are from the same sect, so we can't get close to you?"

The slightly fat disciple said: "Since he is so good-faced, why don't we strip him of his clothes? Tell him to walk down the back mountain like this."

"No, you dare!" Nan Qiu hoarsely said, the hand holding the sword was firmly pressed on the ground, and those dirty hands were pulling at his belt, and he struggled in horror, "Go away, you dare to do this , Uncle Master will never let you go!"

"Uncle, Uncle, who do you think you are, if we don't admit it, what can you do?"

"Hey, I didn't realize that the fair body of my junior brother is really pretty." As they spoke, those people couldn't help reaching out to touch his body, their hands were rough, and they even touched his fair skin viciously. Made? Bruise.

"Get out! Get your dirty hands off!" Nan Qiu yelled, kicking away the disciple who was on top of him.

The person who was kicked away got up from the ground, gritted his teeth and said: "We are dirty, how come you are dirty, you dare to kick me, see if I don't teach you a good lesson!"

All of a sudden, the tree-lined path covered with time became dark, and the surrounding area was covered with a cloud-like atmosphere.

Hearing a howl, the wrist of the disciple holding Nanqiu's wrist was chopped off. All the disciples who had touched Nanqiu's hands were covered in blood, and fell to the ground screaming in pain. They fainted because they inhaled too much mist. past.

The smell of fresh blood filled the tree-lined path in the back mountain, and the splashed blood stained Nan Qiu's face. He lay on the ground retching in disgust, wrapped his messy clothes tightly, curled up and trembled on the ground.

A black figure came out of the mist, leaning over Nan Qiu's side, and a familiar voice came: "Why do they bully you and slander you so much, but you still want to stay here?"

"Why don't you follow me back to the Demon Race?"

"...Xuan Chuan?" Nan Qiu was startled suddenly. Hearing the deep voice, he immediately picked up the sword on the ground and slashed at him, "I want? Kill you, kill? You!"

Xuan Chuan's arm was injured, it was cut off and then reattached. Before it fully recovered, he flicked away Nan Qiu's sword, grabbed the white neck, and took him into his arms: "If it wasn't for today If I come, don’t you want to be bullied by those people for nothing? If you say that I bully you, what is the difference between you hypocritical disciples of the immortal sect and me?"

"The culprit, if it wasn't for you, how could I be in such a mess...They treated me like this, because you ruined me!" Nan Qiu turned around, pushed him away, but because of the pain in his feet, ,He fell to the ground.

Xuan Chuan said: "Don't make excuses, you don't want to leave, but? Because? You can't bear to? Mu Ya."

Nan Qiu shook his head and retorted: "No, I don't have one, don't you want it? Nonsense! I am a disciple of the Immortal Sect, and I will never leave the Immortal Sect."

Xuan Chuan smiled coldly: "Okay, since you are unwilling to give up, then I will see how you are-? Give up every step of the way, Mu Ya will not like you, don't wishful thinking, you are not Ning Yu, you It's just Nanqiu."

"What's the matter with Guan Ningyu, he's no longer alive..." Nan Qiu was startled suddenly, and said weakly, "What do you mean, don't tell me, uncle...does he like Ningyu?"

Xuan Chuan didn't answer, turned around with a sense of chill, and disappeared into the tree-lined path in the back mountain.

"No, Uncle Master won't..." Nan Qiu's eyes were pitch black, and he fainted weakly in the bloody tree-lined path, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes.

……

Li Ye was still accompanying Yin Lengqing in the lower realm, but suddenly saw that Yin Lengqing received a letter from Qingyun Xianmen. He frowned and his eyes were heavy. Then he put the letter on the table,

"Master, you..."

"Why don't you tell me about so many important things happening in the sect?!" Yin Leng sat angrily at the desk, threw the letter to Li Ye, and scolded, "You don't tell me about Nanqiu as a teacher. , Xia Luoyan was expelled from the immortal sect by Mu Ya, and now the immortal sect says that Nan Qiu has injured several disciples in the sect, making her unable to practice anymore."

"How could Nanqiu do such a thing? I don't believe it!" Li Ye explained, "I really didn't intend to deceive Master, I just wanted to wait for a suitable opportunity to tell you, who knows, Master, you actually have ?...I'm afraid you'll think too much."

Yin said coldly: "You don't need to explain, I'm going back to Xianmen immediately."

"Then I want to go too, I can't watch Nan Qiu being slandered." Li Ye followed behind Yin Lengqing, what should I do? I couldn't figure it out, "Even if Nan Qiu has a straight temper, he can't be judged." There must be some misunderstanding to do such a vicious thing."

Yin said coldly: "It's useless for you to guess, -? Just go and find out."