Master is dedicated to playing the villain

I'm not, I'm not, he's talking nonsense.

Qiu Wanxuan was so nervous that her heart was pounding, "Where is he?"

Mo Ling shook his head, "The range that the demon bone can sense is not very large, it must be within a hundred feet."

Qiu Wanxuan didn't show it on her face, she calmed down and pretended to look downstairs at will. There was a crowd of people downstairs in Jiangling, and people kept looking upstairs, trying to find out what was going on in the building.

Looking down from a high place, there are passers-by watching the excitement openly, and there are also various spies hiding in corners or in the crowd to check for information.

There were also people sitting under the open-air sheds of tea stalls, wine shops and other shops across the road.

With this glance, he couldn't see where Xia Churan was at all, and he had to go upstairs to find out, and he needed the blood of the big demon to unlock it. Everyone in the building was driven away, and there would be no chance if he stayed here.

Qiu Wanxuan was wondering what excuses to use to get out of the building, when she heard the shouts from downstairs: "The latest storybook "The Secret Story of Tianji Tower" was staged by the famous performing artist Mr. Long in Nancheng Washe!"

He had an idea, "I don't know when the Pope will come. It's just that playing chess is boring, how about listening to the obedient book?"

Yin Zhou glanced at him, curled his lips and said, "If you want to hear it, I can send someone to catch the storyteller here and tell you."

This answer is not surprising. Qiu Wanxuan thought for a while and said: "But it is interesting to go to Washe to listen to the book, isn't it? The secret of Tianji Tower may be related to me. I am an unknown person in my class. It became known all over the world overnight, but I'm still somewhat vain, I'm really curious what others will say about me."

Yin Zhou took a deep look at him, "Really? Are you vain?"

Qiu Wanxuan said frankly, "I am no exception to human nature. Besides, the venerable should be high-profile, and there is no one who is more high-profile by ostentatiously swaggering through the market?"

This is not only a slap in the face of Tianshu, but also a provocation on Tianshu's bottom line.

Hearing this, Yin Zhou took back Heizi who was about to fall, "You seem more anxious than me to force Jiang Jin to show up."

Qiu Wanxuan sighed, "To be honest, apart from vanity, I also want to complete the task as soon as possible and realize my value."

The implication is that I can let me go when I run out.

The light in Yin Zhou's eyes was dim, "But I feel that it's too inferior to only use you this time."

"Hehe." Fuqiu just woke up lazily, and laughed when he heard this sentence, "How about you showing off? Have you been spotted?"

Qiu Wanxuan frowned, what is fancy? "Can you use your words more normally? This is called knowing the pearl."

"Yeah." Mo Ling, who was fishing, also echoed, "I'm standing on Maomao this time, and I also think it's "fancy". "

I don't know if it's because of it, but since Mo Ling shared Qiu Wanxuan's vast memory, he has become more and more fond of using those strange terms used by people on earth.

Qiu Wanxuan didn't want to talk to them anymore, so she just said lightly: "The lord has shown love."

Yin Zhou looked at him with interesting eyes, and said after a while: "That's fine, let's go with this deity to relax."

As soon as the shadow guards came out of the building, the onlookers retreated automatically, but they still kept a close distance and looked inside.The shadow guard was about to drive away, but was stopped by Yin Zhou: "Let them watch."

Everyone saw Yin Zhou walking out on his front feet, followed by a white shirt on his heels, with a normal and indifferent expression, it was obviously Bai Xuan.Everyone thought that the rumors of Bai Xuan's imprisonment were groundless, until someone with sharp eyes saw the chains hanging around his wrists.

"Isn't that the soul lock chain of Qisha City? I really caught it."

"I heard that only Mozun himself can decipher it, and if he wears it for a long time, it will hurt the soul. He has no expression at all."

Bai Xuan's appearance was too calm, he didn't have the slightest sense of being a prisoner.

Some people acted in astonishment, some whispered, and some disappeared immediately as a shadow, obviously reporting a message.

Yin Zhou went to the market as if there was no one else around, followed by Qiu Wanxuan, following his steps, the chain would occasionally make a crisp sound.

Such a swagger, the meaning is clear.

Someone sighed, "Poor, you have become a pawn for the Demon Lord to blackmail Tianshu."

"This is how the Demon Lord behaves. He has always been domineering, but he has a high level of cultivation. What can I do?"

"If Tianshu doesn't come to rescue him this time, wouldn't he want to lose all face of the Pope Palace?"

"I heard that the Demon Lord also killed one of the pope's personal subordinates, and now he is acting like this, which is clearly a provocation."

"But the Pope, as the pivot of heaven, has stayed in the Pope's Palace for hundreds of years, will he come out for this matter?"

People discussed and cast sympathetic glances at Bai Xuan again.

Qiu Wanxuan was walking on the road, and glanced at the crowd who were not close or far away. Demon cultivators, demon cultivators and even ghost cultivators were mixed in, all of them looked curious but evasive.

With Mozun guarding him, these people would not be able to help him even if they wanted to.He was thinking about the countermeasures to escape, when the demon king in front came all the way to the outside of Washe.

The owner of the store tremblingly welcomed the person in. The storyteller didn't know what was going on outside, but he still told with emotion: "It is said that no one has entered the seventh floor of the Ji Tower that day for more than 1000 years. This time, two people entered at once. , but closed the sky, guess what?"

"What's the matter?" The audience listened intently, and no one noticed that the Mozun and the passer-by on the seventh floor of the Tianji Tower were standing behind the lobby.

The shop owner wanted to welcome the person to the private room with excellent privacy, but Mozun refused, "It's right here." After finishing speaking, Yin Zhou found a table and chair in the corner and sat down, restraining his breath at the same time.

Qiu Wanxuan took a look at Mozun, and sat at the side calmly, glanced at the teacup on the table, reached out to take a sip, and the chain in his hand made a slight metallic sound with his movements.

"The seventh level is actually an illusion." The storyteller said mysteriously.

Qiu Wanxuan was taken aback, how did this person know?

The scene fell silent, and everyone was listening quietly.

Qiu Wanxuan called Mo Ling in her heart, "Someone has entered the illusion?"

Mo Ling was also surprised, "It shouldn't be, the illusion I created cannot be seen by others without my permission."

Qiu Wanxuan frowned, if this person knew the contents of the illusion, wouldn't he have revealed his identity?And Xia Churan, although he didn't know what the child's fantasy was about, it was probably the most painful memory of his youth.

At that time, everyone in the world will know that Bai Xuan is the missing young master of the Qiu family, and Xia Churan is the half-breed remnant of the Dragon Clan and Tianshu.

Gee.

Because he was too focused, his expression was tense, which fell into Yin Zhou's eyes. The latter glanced over his face carefully, and hooked his lower lip after a while.

At this moment, Qiu Wanxuan felt the demon bones in his arms start to heat up again. He was slightly surprised, and immediately looked around. They were the last guests to enter the lobby, so Xia Churan would not be in the hall.

He turned his head and looked out the door. The shadow guards stood outside the threshold, blocking the onlookers who kept poking in, but due to the majesty of the Demon Lord, no one dared to make a sound, and they all looked curious and peaceful.

He couldn't find Xia Churan's figure in it. If the child hid in the dark and tried to stop the storyteller in a hurry to avoid revealing his identity, he would definitely be discovered by the Mozun!

Thoughts surged in Qiu Wanxuan's mind, but she picked up the teacup and drank tea calmly on her face.Then I heard that the scholar slapped the gavel: "It's Jingling's lust test!"

puff--

A mouthful of tea was sprayed out.

Mozun saw his complex and astonished expression, couldn't help but curled up the corners of his lips, and looked at him with interest.

The audience whispered: "Hey!"

Then he listened attentively and heard the humane saying: "That Xia Churan used his master to enter the painting, which is to repay his master Sword Master, and the seventh level of illusion is to test his will with Sword Master as bait!"

It's okay, the storyteller is just making up things for attention.

But it's not right!What is painting with respect from a master?

Qiu Wanxuan asked Mo Ling: "Did you ask Xia Churan to paint?"

Mo Ling had already cooked the fish and was feasting on it, he opened his mouth and said vaguely, "I drew you."

Qiu Wanxuan gasped, "Then what is his illusion?"

"It is you."

Is it really a lust test? !

Qiu Wanxuan was trembling all over her body, her entire back was shaking, could it be that Xia Churan was really...bent?

Is Dianjia's steel straight man so easy to bend? !

Mo Ling heard his voice, tilted his head and thought about it, and felt that something was wrong: Judging from the content of the illusion, it should be bent, but he didn't test any lust.Just as he was about to explain, he heard the storyteller speak with great interest——

"I saw a graceful figure lying sideways in the thin gauze tent. Xia Churan lifted the curtain and saw Qiu Wanxuan's clothes were half-uncovered, her face was flushed, and the air was filled with the smell of love medicine..."

Qiu Wanxuan was stunned, and was about to reprimand Mo Ling, when he heard Mo Ling helplessly explain: "I really don't have such interest, he talks nonsense."

The fur ball is covering the reader in his sleeve pocket and rolling with laughter, patting the ground from time to time with the cat's paw, "I'm dying of laughter hahaha!"

"Your protagonist is bent, what are you happy about?" Qiu Wanxuan expressionless.

Mao Qiu stopped laughing immediately, and her three-petal mouth froze completely.

At this time, he suddenly felt a chill coming from his side, and when he looked around, he saw Yin Zhou's face was ashen, and the demonic energy in his palm was surging.

He suddenly remembered that this guy liked him, no, he liked the original owner.

The original owner is Sword Master Mingtang.

When it was over, Qiu Wanxuan lit a wax for the storyteller in her heart.

Then the storyteller hooked his lips and said mysteriously: "Who do you think the master is?"

"Who is it?" Everyone couldn't help swallowing after hearing the vivid description.

"It's Bai Xuan who has fallen into the illusion!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Qiu Wanxuan was caught off guard, and coughed repeatedly, making her ears red from choking.

But Yin Zhou turned his face, his eyes condensed.

His heart tightened, and he quickly waved his hand to deny San Lian: "I'm not, I don't, he's talking nonsense."

In Yin Zhou's eyes, this is someone pretending to be his sweetheart to seduce another man, can this be tolerated?

He was about to be dragged down to death by this storyteller.

He swallowed dryly, and said seriously: "That's not the case."

"Then what's the truth?" Yin Zhou rested his temples on the back of his hand, and squinted at him, as if waiting for his explanation.

"My illusion is..." He paused, his illusion really can't be said, it can't be said to be Mingxuan when he was a child, there is also little Yinzhou in it.

He thought for a while, with a serious face, "It's some unbearable past events in my childhood, and it's not worth mentioning."

The storyteller continued: "Then Bai Xuan has fallen into the illusion of lust, and what is being tested is his endurance under extreme desire."

Qiuwan raised her forehead, wondering if this is the world of Dianjia, can this kind of southern style jokes be so grandiosely handy?

Mo Ling laughed loudly, "This is the junction of the five worlds. Are there any monsters and ghosts? In order to cater to the heavy tastes of these guests, let alone jokes, they are humans and beasts..."

"Shut up." Qiu Wanxuan's face was darkened, and she couldn't listen anymore.

Maoqiu suddenly opened a certain key, and suddenly realized, "But Xia Churan is a dragon, so there are not only Nanfeng, but also humans and beasts in this passage, which is the key element to attract everyone's attention!"

"Enough!" Qiu Wanxuan blurted out without suppressing the volume, which finally caught the attention of the guests.

People turned their heads one after another, and saw a noble man in a black shirt sitting at the back of the lobby, and beside him stood a man in white, who was the true master of the joke: Bai Xuan.

Everyone fell silent.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on them, Qiu Wanxuan was stunned for a moment, then cleared her throat and said, "This is a random fabrication, there's nothing wrong with it, Xia Churan and I went through the barriers independently and have nothing to do with each other."

The storyteller was also dumbfounded. After so many years of lectures, he had never seen the real master come to listen to the book, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

The audience wanted to ask what the truth was, but no one dared to ask Mozun no matter how curious he was.

I saw Yin Zhou suddenly released a devil's breath and went towards the ground. After a while, the devil's breath turned into an arrow, and swished past the storyteller's neck, blasting the stage screen behind him into powder.

The storyteller was so shocked that he didn't dare to breathe, and he didn't even notice the blood dripping from his neck.

"If you put Sword Master in this kind of book again, you will know what will happen."

The storyteller fell to his knees with a plop, "No, no, no...not dare."

Everyone wailed in their hearts, the number one beauty wouldn't let the compilation be included in the book, wouldn't the world's storybook be half short that day?

Wait a minute, why does the Lord of the Demon Realm care about whether Master Jianzun is arranged?

has a problem!

People wondered about the relationship between the Demon Lord and the Sword Master, and then saw the Demon Lord and said: "These jokes are extremely vulgar, why don't we talk about the disappearance of the most precious treasure of the immortal way back then."

The words were turned so bluntly that everyone almost didn't react.

"The instantaneous clock is the treasure that is said to have been left from the heavens since ancient times. Is it a treasure that can change fate against the sky, and even reverse time and space?"

"It has always been guarded by Fengmian Villa. More than 200 years ago, Fengmian Villa was wiped out overnight, and the instant clock disappeared."

"No one has mentioned it for more than 200 years. Why is it suddenly mentioned?"

"However, there has been no conclusion after so many years, which is indeed curious."

Qiu Wanxuan's heart tightened, as expected, Yin Zhou was for this case from beginning to end.

Yin Zhou pointed at the storyteller's neck with a breath of magic, and stared at him sharply with his scarlet eyes, "Speak."

The storyteller was trembling with fright, he hesitated and said: "I am... about this matter, I really... don't know." He thought he was dead, his pants were all wet, but he felt the pain between his neck and his neck. The magic breath dissipated.

In astonishment, I saw Yin Zhou squinting at Qiu Wanxuan, "Then you will tell."

Qiu Wanxuan looked calm, "I don't know."

Yin Zhou took a deep look at him, huh?He let out a sigh, and then said: "It's okay, I will teach you."

"Just say that 280 years ago, Jiang Jin sent his personal guards into Fengmian Villa to seize the treasure of immortality, and killed more than [-] people in the entire villa. As a celestial pivot, he brutally wiped out the Qiu family with despicable means , not worthy of the Pope, it is better to obediently hand over the crown and abdicate voluntarily."

As soon as this remark came out, gasps were heard from around, and not long after, the gasps turned into whispers.

"Is this talking about His Majesty the Pope? Impossible?"

"Back then, Qiu's family disappeared strangely. In the past 200 years, no one has found out why. Why did they suddenly have something to do with Tianshu?"

"The Mozun must have casually used Qiu's family as a cover. This is definitely slander!"

Although the voice was extremely low, it could be heard clearly in the demon's perception. Yin Zhou glanced towards the door, and everyone stopped talking immediately, not because they were frightened, but because they were suppressed by coercion. .

Qiu Wanxuan also looked at Mozun in shock, Tianshu?

Was it Jiang Jin who killed Qiu's family?

Fuqiu blinked, so there is this behind it?The timeline of the original book starts from Xia Churan's youth, and the grievances of more than 200 years ago are indeed never mentioned. What's more, the Qiu family tragedy has nothing to do with the protagonist, and it is impossible to appear in the book.

Qiu Wanxuan calmed down, Yin Zhou should not talk nonsense for no reason, why not take this opportunity to ask the cause and effect clearly.

"What is the evidence for the Lord's statement?"

Yin Zhou looked at Qiu Wanxuan coldly, "Of course there is."

Qiu Wanxuan's eyes lit up, and before she could speak, she heard Yin Zhou continue: "But you are just a storyteller, why do you care about evidence?"

"Since it's telling a story, it must be convincing. If I don't believe it myself, I will lack confidence even if I speak, and others may not be able to listen to it."

Yin Zhou laughed twice, "You are really eloquent."

"The evidence can't be seen until Jiang Jin appears, and whether he will appear depends on how well you tell the story."

Sure enough, as he guessed, Yin Zhou was waiting for Jiang Jin to appear to confirm the evidence himself.

Qiu Wanxuan's complexion was heavy, and she nodded slowly after a while, "Okay."

"But I need more details to tell the story well."

The more details there are, the more authentic it will be, and people will start to doubt Jiang Jin. The most important thing is that he wants to know everything that happened that year.

Yin Zhou: "Alright, you can ask."

When he said that, he took Qiu Wanxuan out of the door and walked all the way to the downtown square, the busiest fish market.

They walked all the way, and the onlookers followed them all the way, almost keeping a certain distance and following them through the city.

"The Qiu family has been passed down for thousands of years, and the tree has deep roots. How did Jiang Jin manage to destroy it overnight?"

Yin Zhou's face sank like water, "He first sent spies to destroy the restriction of Longyuan Pool, causing the spiritual pulse to vibrate, and the Patriarch of the Qiu family had to take out the instantaneous clock that had been sealed in the pool for thousands of years, and guard it personally."

"Even so, Patriarch Qiu must be a man of unrivaled cultivation, how could..."

Yin Zhou snorted coldly, "The way of the Qiu family relies on the spirit veins of Longyuantan, and the vibration of the spirit veins will cause the tribe's inner breath to be unstable, so naturally they can't exert their full strength. And he took advantage of this moment and joined forces with the spies inside and out. , and killed more than [-] people in the entire villa."

After hearing this, Qiu Wanxuan was thoughtful. If all this is true, then Jiang Jin will be stained with the blood of the Qiu family and the Long family.

The dragon clan is powerful, bloodthirsty and brutal, and it is a constant threat to other worlds. Even if it is exterminated, it is justifiable, and it can even be said to be very gratifying. Therefore, Jiang Jin has done this matter openly and aboveboard, and has gained support and support from the spiritual world, while the demon world Then it never recovered.

But the Qiu family is different. As the orthodox immortal, the elimination of the Qiu family must be done without anyone noticing.

"How is it? Are you going to talk?"

Qiu Wanxuan asked back: "Who is the spy who broke Longyuantan?"

This person is very important. It can be said that without this person, the Qiu family, which has been passed down for thousands of years, would be almost impossible to break through easily.

Yin Zhou shook his head, "I don't know, if this person is still alive, he is probably a righteous fairy head."

Qiu Wanxuan originally wanted to ask you why you didn't respond to the original owner's call for help, but Yin Zhouxu did it to protect the original owner, and never mentioned from the beginning to the end that Qiu's family still had a surviving child.

The other party didn't mention it, so naturally he couldn't ask.

Qiu Wanxuan nodded, "Okay."

"Accuse Tianshu of being the murderer of the massacre of the Qiu family, aren't you worried about being the target of public criticism?" Yin Zhou looked at Qiu Wanxuan sharply as he said that, as if he wanted to see something.

However, Qiu Wanxuan shrugged her shoulders, spread her hands to reveal the chains on her wrists, and said helplessly, "I have no choice but to."

Yin Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed heartily, "That's right, you can put it all on the deity's head."

Their conversations more or less fell into the ears of everyone, and the square at this time was already full of excitement. Most people thought that this matter was nothing more than a fairy tale. They were admired by thousands of people, and they made the world independent of the five worlds by their own power. Tianshu, how could he do such a thing.

Seeing that Qiu Wanxuan was mentally prepared and stood on the high platform of the square together with Mo Zun, someone said in disbelief: "He really dares!"

"The devil is just using him as a messenger."

"Listen to it, just treat it as an obedient book."

"You want to accuse Tianshu on groundless grounds like this? Are you crazy?"

He glanced at the curious, contemptuous, or speculative gazes of everyone in the audience, suppressed his heavy heart, and said loudly: "Today, I will take the lives of more than 520 people from the Qiu family of Fengmian Villa to the current Tianshu, Your Majesty the Pope of the Human World, ask for an explanation!"

Although the onlookers had already spread the word on what Bai Xuan was going to do, as soon as they heard this deafening voice, a stone stirred up thousands of waves and caused a commotion.

"Nonsense!" A Tianshu believer was dissatisfied and angrily scolded: "I think you are being coerced by the devil, and I don't care about you. Come down!"

This blow caused a burst of boos as if a fuze had been ignited, "You are scolding Tianshu!"

"That's right, come down!"

Qiu Wanxuan ignored the crowd and continued to speak loudly: "Jiang Jin is killing people for her own selfish desire, but as a descendant of Tianshu, she is bloodthirsty and brutal, and is not worthy of the Pope!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out from the crowd, recklessly slashed at Qiu Wanxuan with a knife, "Shameless man! His Majesty the Pope recognizes you as a descendant of Tianshu, yet you will avenge your kindness!"

The man's movements were extremely fast, and his cultivation level was not low at first glance. Qiu Wanxuan was startled, his wrists were bound, and he was powerless to dodge.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that the blade was already approaching in the blink of an eye——

The author says:

Xia Xiaowan: It would be great if this kind of test is really true.

Qiu (face flushed, jpg): Shut up!