Master is dedicated to playing the villain

It seems that a layer of high-risk BUFF has been superimposed inexplicably

Seeing Qiu Wanxuan's reaction, the man quickly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "Don't be nervous."

The other party was tall and straight, dressed in black, with intricate dark cloud and thunder patterns embroidered on the skirt and cuffs, it was not easy to distinguish without looking closely, at first glance it was quite low-key, but from the perspective of the material and embroidery, it was not ordinary.

His appearance is also handsome and noble, with sharp eyebrows, thin lips, and a pair of sharp black eyes.It is a desirable appearance, but with an obvious sense of oppression, people dare not look at it.

The man completely concealed his aura, but judging from his clothes, he should be of high status, whether he was a monk or a demon who had changed his face.

Qiu Wanxuan made a little cover up on her appearance, although people can't remember his appearance, but if she meets the great power of the Mahayana realm, she can see through all the blindfolds in the world at a glance, and immediately recognize his identity .

He couldn't figure out the details of the other party, so he was a little uneasy, so he asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

The man stared at his face for a long while, to be precise, he stared at his eyes. The eyes were a little suspicious at first, but turned into certainty after a while.

In the end, the other party's slightly frowned brows stretched out, showing a surprised look, "Ah Xuan, don't you recognize me?"

Qiu Wanxuan raised her eyebrows, Ah Xuan?No one ever called him that.Mingtang Sword Master has a high status, even if he is a great power within the Five Realms, he will only be called equal. He can't think of anyone who would call him so affectionately.

He shook his head, "You've got the wrong person."

Disappointment flashed across the other party's eyes, "Looks like we haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, Ah Xuan forgot Brother Jiu."

Qiu Wanxuan was slightly startled, hundreds of years?

If he remembers correctly, Sword Master is only less than three hundred years old, could it be possible that he has known this person since he was a child?The background record of the sword master in the original book is blank, even if there is any old knowledge, he can't recognize it.

Up to now, Qiu Wanxuan can't find out the other party's cultivation level. He looks like a mortal and has no spiritual pressure, but he can see through his concealment technique at a glance. Otherwise, anyone who sees his appearance will forget it in a blink of an eye. There will be no misidentification.

This made him a little uneasy.

Qiu Wanxuan pursed her lips, "Sorry, I really don't know Brother Jiu."

Seeing his expression, Fang Junyi actually showed a little grievance on his face, "Really, so I mistook someone again? But you really look like Ah Xuan."

Seeing that the other party let go, Qiu Wanxuan felt relieved, and smiled politely, "I still have important things to do, so let's just say goodbye."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but that person chased after him again, and he said familiarly: "My surname is Yin, and the single name is nine characters, I don't know what to call this fellow Taoist?"

Qiu Wan had no choice but to say, "My surname is..." He paused, then changed his words, "My surname is Bai."

In order to avoid complications, he casually made up a surname.

Yin Jiu's eyes flickered for a moment, and instead of exposing him, he smiled and said, "So it's Fellow Daoist Bai. I think Fellow Daoist is leaving the city? I happen to be on the way, do you want to come together?" After speaking, he glanced left and right, and moved closer He said in a low voice: "The junction of the five realms is not peaceful, so we can take care of each other together."

Qiu Wanxuan glanced at the other party hesitantly, seeing the expectation and sincerity in his eyes, he nodded hesitantly.

After all, the other party's cultivation base is higher than his. If you really want to be with him, you can't get rid of him even if you want to. It's better to follow the other party's wishes and find an excuse to part ways later.

Seeing this, Yin Jiu showed a smiling face, and chatted while walking.

"I have been looking for Ah Xuan for more than 200 years, and I have never seen Bai Daoyou who is so similar to him. I was a little excited at the moment, and I am offended. Please forgive me."

200 years?Qiu Wanxuan was slightly startled, and even paused in her steps.

If he is really the Ah Xuan that the other party said, and the old man has been looking for him for so long, but he doesn't recognize him, wouldn't it be a little cruel?

But he is not the original owner after all, even if they recognize each other, he is not the person the other party knows.

An inexplicable bit of guilt made him a little curious about the life experience of the original owner, "I don't know who this Ah Xuan is from Fellow Daoist Yin?"

When Yin Jiu heard this question, the corners of her lips twitched imperceptibly, and she said happily, "It's my playmate who grew up with me."

Qiu Wanxuan nodded slowly while listening, bamboo horse, it will indeed be someone with a deep memory.

"The one I swore to protect."

Hmm...Qiu Wanxuan frowned. For her playmates, this bond seems a bit heavy?So it took more than 200 years to find it because of the oath?

Seeing the subtle changes in his expression, Yin Jiu couldn't help curling his lower lip, and said solemnly, "He's the one I like."

"Cough cough cough..."

"Fellow Daoist Bai, what's wrong with you, but what's wrong with you?" Yin Jiu asked with concern.

Qiu Wanxuan covered her lips with her sleeve and looked at the other party in shock, "Woman?"

Yin Jiu smiled and shook his head, "Naturally he is a man, otherwise how could I recognize Bai Daoyou as him? Although you look beautiful, you don't look like a woman."

Qiu Wanxuan's heart was ringing alarm bells. Although he knew that this person must have admitted a mistake, he still instinctively wanted to stay away from the other party. He was thinking about how to leave in his mind, when he heard a "meow" that broke the slight awkward atmosphere.

The white cat jumped out from nowhere, and jumped towards Qiu Wanxuan in the blink of an eye.

Qiu Wanxuan quickly hugged the fur ball, and with an idea, she pretended to be calm and said, "Why are you here?"

Fuqiu took a few breaths, "Why are you running so fast? It took me a long time to look for it." When he said that, he glanced at him, "Eh? This person..."

Qiu Wanxuan ignored it, but hummed to herself, "I see." Then she said to Yin Jiu: "I'm really sorry, Fellow Daoist Yin, my fellow disciple is looking for me, so don't delay, let's go ahead." After finishing speaking, hugging The cat bowed and saluted.

Sure enough, Yin Jiu didn't make any trouble anymore, but smiled back, "Of course, go slowly."

Qiu Wanxuan breathed a sigh of relief, hugging the cat, it blows away like the wind.

When he got out of the city gate, Mao Qiu's eyes widened as if he had finally come to his senses, and his hair exploded all over, "The Demon Lord! That person was the Demon Lord just now! Why is he with you?"

Qiu Wanxuan was taken aback, "Demon Lord?"

"He's Yin Zhou! He changed the color of his pupils and pretended to be, and it took me a long time to recognize him. Why is he here!"

Maoqiu felt that the main line that had just been pulled back was about to go off again.

Qiu Wanxuan took a deep breath and suddenly understood everything.

Since it is the Demon Lord, it is impossible not to recognize him. His blindfold is not even as good as a layer of window paper in front of this kind of power who has half-stepped through the tribulation.

Before that, he also sent a portrait of himself that had been tampered with to Qisha City, and it was Yin Zhou who was shocked when he finally opened the portrait.

And Yin Zhou knew that he lied and said that his surname was Bai, but he didn't expose it, which meant that he didn't admit the wrong person at all!

So what Yin Zhou said just now is all true!

He shivered, and suddenly felt a deep sense of fear.

It's not that he is afraid of the identity and cultivation of the opponent's Demon Lord, but that he feels that he has been inexplicably superimposed with a layer of high-risk BUFF.

What is the most dangerous role next to Master?

Immortal!

There are so many sadomasochistic love routines between immortals and demons!

Qiu Wanxuan froze and couldn't think anymore.

What about the good starting point?What's going on with the endless superposition of Green River settings?What's the matter with Brother Nine, it sounds like you don't like home!

He is about to give birth to a psychological shadow.

He subconsciously clenched the fur ball tightly, and Maomao let out a cry: "What are you doing with me!"

He lowered his face, and he didn't care why Xia Churan had awakened, but said with a serious face, "Go back to the sect."

When the protagonist comes back, he will be expelled from the division, and the main story will be completed!

The noble and handsome man stood where he was, looking at the gradually receding figure from afar.

A shadow guard appeared beside him, "My lord, do you want to send someone to follow?"

The man shook his head, "Your cultivation level can't hide from him at all."

"That.."

The man squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Finally found you, A Xuan, I will remind you of everything sooner or later."

After the words fell, the two figures disappeared into the night one after the other.

After Xia Churan collected all the materials, he set off to rush back to the sect.

A key word hint from Qingluan lit up the memory seeds buried in his sea of ​​consciousness. Starting from one point, the whole picture of the memory gradually spread and unfolded, making him recall all of it.

Knowing his identity, the suppressed blood burst forth.He could feel the monster power rampaging in his body, but he practiced all Taoist exercises, unable to control the turbulent power in his body, he lost control for a while.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly at that time, and immediately suppressed the demonic energy, otherwise, if other demons sensed it, I don't know if he would cause any trouble.

It's just that the appearance of the fairy brother is still hazy in memory.

Only the dazzling silver crown refracted in the sun and two thin red strings occasionally exposed at the end of the hair.

Even so, he still felt that the figure of that person looked like a person, and he wanted to go back to confirm.

Stopped at a post on the way.

Xia Churan wanted to drink a cup of tea and left, but at this time Qingluan found something, chattering excitedly in his mind.

"Master, there is a washer next to him, and someone is talking about it."

"Don't listen indiscriminately." Xia Churan warned after learning from the past.

"Hey, but the previous books were confiscated by the master, and Qingluan didn't have any books to read."

"Why don't you tell Qingluan about it, master. Where did it go last time? How are Xie Chun and his disciples doing?"

After being choked by the herbal tea he had just taken, Xia Churan frowned and said unhappily, "I'm expelled from the teacher."

At that time, when he was studying, he realized that he turned back a few pages and burned the book when he saw the master-student break up, so he didn't know the plot behind it.

Qingluan snorted, "But he obviously likes his apprentice, why?"

"There's no reason." Xia Churan wanted to quickly end this inexplicable topic that had been brought up again, so she raised her sword and was about to leave.

"So the torturer just likes it, and it's love to drive the apprentice out of the teacher's school? You monks are so strange."

"Yeah." Xia Churan was perfunctory, "So don't read this kind of strange thing anymore, and don't ask about it."

Outside the post station, I met three fellow students who were dressed in medicine hall disciple uniforms. Before he could react, someone greeted him first, "Isn't this Senior Brother Xia? Why are you here?"

Xia Churan was not yet proficient in restraining her evil spirit, and she didn't know if she would be discovered. While hesitating, several people had already surrounded her.

"Buy sword materials for the master, and then go back to the mountain gate." He said while observing everyone's reaction.

Since he left the fish market, he deliberately approached the post station and other places during the break to test whether people noticed him. Along the way, he has already grasped the evil spirit very well.

The three disciples came to sit beside him and chatted while drinking tea. There was nothing unusual during the period, and Xia Churan finally felt relieved.

Only if the brothers and sisters can't find his abnormality, it is safe to return to the sect.

"Hey, let me tell you, I seem to have seen Lord Sword Master just now."

Hearing this sentence, the tea cup that Xia Churan raised to his lips paused for a moment.

"Did you read it wrong?"

"Looking at the body shape, but I just can't see the face clearly, and there is a white cat in my arms."

A disciple complained to him, "Then why didn't you say it earlier? Your lord hasn't shown up for several days in a row. Don't you know that those people in the Cangdian Pavilion are empty every day, and it seems that there is no one in Mingtang."

"Beside him is a vicious man, who looks more oppressive than His Majesty, how dare I disturb him?"

Xia Churan stood up when he heard the words, "Where is it?"

The disciple was slightly startled when he saw his gloomy expression, "It was at the fork in the road outside the post station. It seemed that His Majesty was going to the direction of Zongmen, but for some reason, he suddenly turned the road and went north. ..”

Before the disciple finished speaking, Xia Churan disappeared like a gust of wind.

The three of them looked at each other, although they didn't understand why, they still raised their swords and followed.

The author says:

Master panicked again.

The author said: Master, your BUFF has not been stacked yet—wait——

Autumn: shivering;

Xia (clenching fists): Who else?