I brought down Bai Yueguang by selling miserably

I just worry about him a little bit and miss him a little bit.

Relict and independent.Qi Jue finally understands why Su Mingyu sells misery so easily, and why he keeps softening towards him over and over again.

He was born with this temperament.

Qi Jue withdrew his gaze, and his expression became completely indifferent.

Just because of understanding and knowing that he used such despicable means to deceive himself, it is even more hateful.

Elder Bi Qing and Bai Ling and other people with deep inner strength could barely stand up. They patted the dust off their bodies and looked at Su Mingyu.

No one has seen the leader of the Shengming Cult, but everyone in the world knows the symbol on the flag of the Shengming Cult.

It is being printed on the jerseys of those believers at the moment.

"What are the people from the Shengming Sect doing here? Could it be that they secretly collude with the Persian Sect and intend to wipe out our four major sects." Qu Ming's words carried obvious hostility.

"Keep your dog eyes open and see clearly. If our leader hadn't come here to help and killed the qin girls on the top floor one by one, you would have turned into ghosts under the qin." The disciples of the Shengming sect shot back.

"You..." Qu Ming looked sullen, and Elder Bi Qing stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't forget the kindness of saving lives, it's just that the Shengming Sect and my other sects have always been at odds, but today they come to help, which makes people think a lot .”

"The Persian religion's march into the Central Plains martial arts will destroy the balance of the entire martial arts." Su Mingyu said in a clear voice: "The enemy is now, we should let go of our prejudices and fight against the enemy."

"But some people's credit value is too low, how do we know that you won't stab us in the back at a critical moment." Hua Mian looked at Su Mingyu and said.

"Our family leader came here with good intentions to save you and cooperate with you. But you speculate on us with the greatest malice and speak ill of each other." said the leading disciple of Shengming Sect.

Su Mingyu stopped this person and said: "So follow your wishes."

"Since it's cooperation, shouldn't we show some sincerity?" Hua Mian said.

He walked towards the disciples of the Cangyue Sect.

"Huizhou, how much of the Hundred Flower Pill is left on your body?" Hua Mian asked.

Di Huizhou said: "There is one bottle left."

"Give it all to me." Hua Mianyue took the Hundred Flowers Pill in Di Huizhou's hand, and said to Su Mingyu, "You and your subordinates take the Hundred Flowers Pill, and we agree to cooperate with you. Don't worry, this medicine pill I won't take your lives."

"Master, Baihua Dan is the unique secret medicine of Cang Yue Sect. After taking this medicine, once you smell the mist of Baihua, you will feel weak. If you don't get the antidote after a month, your whole body will be itchy on the first day, and you will have a headache on the second day." Cracking desire, unbearable lust on the third day, high fever on the fourth day. Although they won’t kill people, they can take our lives, so why should we be controlled by others.”

"But after the fourth day, even if I don't give you the antidote, the effect of Baihua Dan will dissipate on its own. If you feel that something is wrong, you can just leave." Hua Mianyue said: "What's more, If you really want to cooperate with us and help us, how can we make things difficult for you.”

"Bring it." Su Mingyu said calmly.

"Master." A member of the Holy Ming Sect called out, obviously feeling that this kind of unilateral loss was too unfair.

"The reason why you agreed so readily is because this level of Hundred Flower Pill has no effect on you, it can only make your subordinates suffer." Qi Jue looked at Su Mingyu and said, "You really mean."

Su Mingyu rubbed his sleeve subconsciously with his fingertips, and realized for the first time in his life that a person's words can cut his heart into pieces.

He is not invulnerable.

In those years, Xiao Jue tried hundreds of poisons from various sects on him, and he also distinguished which ones were useful to him and which ones were useless to him.

And the Hundred Flower Pill of Cang Yue Sect is useful to him.

Su Mingyu didn't refute, he knew Qi would never believe it.

"You will give me the antidote in a month." Su Mingyu said to Hua Mian as if he had never heard of it.

"Naturally. My Cang Yue Sect is also a decent sect, unlike some crooked sects." Hua Mian Yue pointed out.

The four gates have been opened by members of the Holy Ming Cult through external agencies.Su Mingyu swallowed the Hundred Flower Pill and left the place first.

He walked through the Vermilion Bird Gate, turned to the corridor, and suddenly felt a strong killing intent.

Qi Jue put the Bai Yuan sword across his neck, and the disciples of the Shengming Sect drew out their weapons one after another.

Qi Jue's gaze swept across their faces, completely ignoring them: "I have something to say to your leader."

The believers of the Holy Ming Sect still stood where they were, not daring to move.

Su Mingyu waved his hand, telling them to leave this place.

The blade of Bai Yuanjian pressed against Su Mingyu's skin, causing a sharp pain.

Su Mingyu said softly, "Brother Qi."

"Where did you get the face to call me Brother Qi?" Qi Jue's voice was extremely cold, and he looked at Su Mingyu with a sense of oppression: "Where is the thing?"

"I'm staying in Shengmingjiao." Su Mingyu replied.The moment he said the words, he felt the pain in his neck seemed to be a little sharper, and the warm blood covered the cold surface of the blade and flowed down slowly.

"But no one in the Holy Ming Sect can decipher the blueprint of Hong Lun's mechanism." Su Mingyu continued.

"Then what about you?" Qi Jue asked lightly.

"I can't completely decipher the blueprint of Hong Lun's mechanism." Su Mingyu replied calmly.

Qi Jue's sword barely stopped, he knew that his question could only reassure himself, what if Su Mingyu lied to him again.

But for some reason, when the blade sliced ​​through his throat, he felt that the sword in his hand weighed a thousand pounds.Without knowing clearly that Su Mingyu must die, he couldn't do it.

"I don't care what your purpose is to help us, I advise you to avoid showing up in front of me, otherwise I'm worried that I won't be able to control my hand." Qi Jue looked at Su Mingyu and said.

"Is your injury serious?" Su Mingyu was referring to the internal injury caused by the music of the Persian teacher just now.

"It's not as heavy as yours." Qi Jue retracted the Baiyuan sword, and the hilt hit the wound on his neck: "Take care of yourself."

Qi Jue's back disappeared around the corner, Su Mingyu touched his collarbone, his fingertips were covered with blood.

Su Mingyu knew that even if the Persian religion annexed the martial arts in the Central Plains, the Shengming religion might not be incapable of fighting the Persian religion.

It is one thing to help get rid of the Persian religion by yourself, and it is another to worry about Qi Jue.

Thinking of the dangers this time, he couldn't control himself.

Knowing that Qi will never be soft-hearted to her again, but thinking of being able to stay by his side, this little pain is nothing.

I'm so crazy.Su Mingyu thought to himself, even if what he has is only the desires of ordinary people, he still feels it is a luxury.

But he didn't regret it, and even tried his best to convince himself: I just worry about him and miss him a little.