The third uncle always wants to elope

When we arrived at the Xianchong Sect, it was getting late and the moonlight was shining on the mountain gate. The gate was empty without a single guarding disciple.

There seemed to be a figure on Wu Tomaoqing's back. He stood in front of the mountain gate and looked at it twice, feeling a little strange in his heart. As soon as he stepped over the stone steps, a long sword stabbed straight at him, and he turned sideways quickly. Turning around, he narrowly escaped this move.

"Clap clap..."

Then came bursts of loud applause.

Fang Shang came out from the darkness, "Everyone, have you seen that the three disciples of the Xianchong Sect have colluded with the remnants of the Demon Realm, Master Wu should stop covering up his beloved disciple this time!"

Standing behind him were more than 100 sect masters of cultivating immortals, even Wang Zitu of the Huashan family was standing in the crowd. He just wanted to stand up and say something, but was pulled back by his father.

Wu Renlin's face was ugly, and he said angrily: "He is a disciple of my sect, and it's not your turn to deal with him."

"Haha, none of us present here know that we, head Wu, cherish the disciples of our sect the most."

Fang Shang praised it on the surface, but everyone present knew what he meant.

"The remnants of the demon world?" Wu Tomaoqing, who had been silent all this time, finally opened his mouth and gave them a strange look.

"What are you pretending to be? The remnants of the demon world are behind you?" The person who spoke was the head of the Shangji sect, who had a very good personal relationship with Fang Shang. When Tomato Qing said that, he spoke first, firstly to curry favor with Fang Shang, and secondly to tell everyone to be with Fang Shang.

Wu Tomaoqing threw the man behind him on the ground, picked up the long sword that attacked him just now, "Are you sure?"

He had almost completely blocked the figure of the man on the ground, and now that the sky was a bit dark, everyone could only vaguely see that it was a man in white clothes, and the others could no longer be seen clearly.

"You still want to quibble! It's not who the remnant of the Demon Cult is, who knows that his favorite thing to wear on weekdays is a white dress!"

"Hurry up and get caught, the dignified disciple of cultivating immortals is colluding with the demon world!"

"..."

The heads of those Xiuxian sects began to accuse them intentionally or unintentionally, as if the truth had been laid before them.

The confronting Xianchong sect disciples could not bear it any longer. If Wu Renlin hadn't warned them not to act rashly, they would have rushed forward with swords.

"Bold, you can blaspheme our third uncle at will!"

"Why do you say that Uncle Third is in collusion with the Demon Realm? You have the ability to show evidence!"

"..."

The disciples of the Xianchong sect quarreled with those sects, and the scene became more and more chaotic.

Wu Renlin's face became even more ugly, and he roared in a deep voice, "Shut up!"

"Fang Shang, take the lackeys behind you and get out, don't blame the old man for chasing them away one by one!"

Fang Shang didn't seem angry, he turned his head and smiled at those sects of cultivating immortals: "It seems that Sect Master Wu really intends to cover up the remnants of the demon world. How can he bear the title of the first sect of cultivating immortals with such a magnanimity."

The head of the Shangji faction quickly echoed, "That's right, only Sect Leader Fang is so tolerant that he can take on this important task."

Satisfaction flashed in Fang Shang's eyes, but his face was still hypocritical: "Don't dare, I am brotherly with everyone. What I get, everyone here has a share."

These words are not polite, the ambition inside is obvious, and he openly instigates these masters to follow him, and does not pay attention to Wu Renlin who is next to him.

The faces of the sect masters present were all different, and Wang Zitu was also a little excited. He wanted to say a few words for Wu Renlin, but his father stared back at him.

It would be alright if he was alone, Wang Zitu was the heir of the Huashan family, representing a large family behind him, if he said these words, it would put them in dire straits.

Wang Zitu's father sighed and shook his head. After all, he was too young. How could he really do what he wanted in this world and go further with the flow.

Sure enough, Wu Renlin couldn't hold back as soon as he said these words. He was already a violent man, and he just drew out his long sword.

Unexpectedly, Wu Tomaqing's long sword was lifted up before him. This move shocked all the masters, and they didn't understand what he meant.

Fang Shang narrowed his eyes, "Sanqing disciples don't want to apologize with their own bodies, do they?"

"Don't you say it's a remnant of the devil world?"

"Then I will cut the weeds and roots for you now."

Wu Tomaoqing kicked the man on the ground over, and stabbed the man's chest with the long sword.

Just as Fang Shang wanted to sneer, he caught a glimpse of the khaki disciple uniform under the white robe of the man on the ground from the corner of his eye. When he saw the man's face in a daze, he couldn't help but gasped.

Isn't this man... the youngest son in his family? !

"Leave someone under the sword!"

Fang Shangqi let out an exclamation, summoned up a burst of true energy and hit him.

Wu Tongqing didn't really want to kill Fang Shang's son, he slowed down his sword and let Fang Shang's true energy hit his wrist.

Then...

Eyes closed, dizzy.

The disciples of the Xianchong sect who were suppressed next to them, seeing their third uncle fainted, wished to rush forward with their swords in hand, but Wu Renlin gave them a wink in embarrassment.

Wu Renlin twitched the corners of his mouth. Although he is impatient, he can become the head of the sect, and his brain is naturally easy to use. Once he sees Wu Tongqing like this, he understands everything. I'm afraid this stunned young man Someone behind the scenes is giving advice.

But why didn't he point out this stunned young man's acting skills first, and he just fainted like this, he didn't know how to start with his words.

"Master Fang, what do you mean by this move?!"

Wu Renlin was unsmiling, thin-skinned, not easy to speak, Wang Zitu behind him finally seized the opportunity, disregarding his father's stop, spit it out quickly.

"Aren't the disciples of the Sanqing killing the remnants of the demon world? Such a good thing, why did you seriously injure him!"

Fang Shang said with a sneer on his face: "I just lost control of my emotions for a while. How could this remnant of the devil world be executed so hastily? Besides, the Sanqing disciples are so eager to execute, are they trying to cover up something?"

Wang Zitu was naturally no match for the treacherous and treacherous Fang Shang, but Wu Renlin who was standing in front of him looked back at him with admiration in his eyes.

Wu Renlin regained his composure. In fact, he did not look old. A cultivator of immortals ages slowly. Although there are some marks on the corners of his eyes, it cannot conceal the handsomeness of his youth.

"Open your dog eyes and take a good look, the remnants of the demon world are wearing the disciple uniforms of Qianjimen."

He snorted coldly, and swept across the head of the Immortal Cultivators present with a coercive gaze. He has been in power for many years, and his cultivation level can naturally crush them. Today they are so presumptuous, but because Wuren is outnumbered and outnumbered.

Those people raised their eyes to look at the man on the ground, and they really were wearing Qianjimen's disciple clothes.

This is... such a thing?

Everyone felt strange, and some were confused about the situation.

Fang Shang also wanted to quibble, "You can slander..."

Before he could finish his words, the man on the ground had already woken up, and when he sat up and saw the dense crowd, he was startled first.

"Father!"

Fang Er scanned around the sects of cultivating immortals, and found that Su Shang was also standing among them, and joy flashed across Yuanyuan's face.

Hearing his voice, Fang Shang was as if his face was covered with shit, and he was silent without saying a word.

The chattering Cultivation sect behind him didn't dare to speak anymore, they looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

For a moment, the scene was so awkward that even each other's panting could be heard.

In the end, it was Wu Renlin who broke the situation with a sneer, "Sect Leader Fang, the remnants of the Demon Cult are calling your father. I didn't know that Sect Leader Fang had another identity?"

He deliberately emphasized the words "remnants of the Devil's Cult".

Fang Shang's face seemed to be painted with watercolors, turning blue and white, "Hehe, it seems that we have misunderstood the disciples of the Sanqing."

"No way, this matter can't just be left alone. If my apprentice really colluded with the remnants of the devil world, I'll beat them all to death in front of everyone, okay?"

Fang Shang hastily begged for forgiveness: "This time, I was indeed acting recklessly. I also ask the master Wu to not remember the villain's mistakes and put him on the next horse."

Wu Renlin was exhausted physically and mentally, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him. He waved his hand and said loudly to the sects of cultivating immortals: "Take the disciples of your sect and get out of here. I won't be so easy to talk to if I do it again next time."

Upon hearing this, those sects of cultivating immortals breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried down the mountain with their disciples, not daring to say more.

Fang Shang slapped Fang Er hard, and led Fang Er, who was bewildered, to follow him down the mountain.

The patriarch of the Huazhen family apologized to Wu Renlin, and left with Wang Zitu.

Wu Renlin nodded without saying anything, looking at their backs with thoughtful eyes.

The Huazhen family has never been involved in the affairs of the world of cultivating immortals. Now that they are involved, I am afraid that Su Shang has something to do with them.

Before leaving, Wang Zitu suddenly taunted Wu Tingqing who was still lying on the ground.

"Brother Sanqing, your acting skills are pretty good!"

Before he could finish his sentence, his father slapped him back.

"Third Master Uncle will be okay?" The disciples of the Xianchong Sect prepared to help him with worried faces.

Wu Renlin rubbed his forehead, with a serious face, he scolded: "Get up quickly, how decent is this look!"

Sure enough, Wu Tomaoqing's body moved, and he stood up slowly from the ground.

As soon as those disciples saw that Wu Toma was awake, they all rushed towards him with pleasant expressions, and it was rare for Wu Renlin not to accuse them of breaking the rules, a smile flashed across his solemn face.

As if he had noticed something, he intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the forest not far from the sect.

"Relax now?"

Feng Yingying glared at Huai Shuangshu angrily.

Huai Shuangshu hooked the corner of his mouth, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Even if I didn't tell you, wouldn't you have discovered it? Otherwise, why would you have arrested Fang Shang's son here in advance?"

Huai Shuangshu smiled and said nothing, and did not speak again.

After being silent for a while, Feng Yingying suddenly looked at him with a complicated expression, "Can't I go?"

Huai Shuangshu still smiled gently, "Hua Chen and Yue Xi were arrested."

"Heh." Feng Yingying sneered, "Don't think I don't know that kid's body was also taken away."

Huai Shuangshu only smiled faintly twice, his eyes were dark, no one understood what he was thinking.

Feng Yingying withdrew her gaze, and her words were a little cold, "You are always like this, you don't listen to other people's advice."