Gentlemen want to ask [comprehension]

In the spacious stone room, countless treasures are piled up into hills.

Under a small hill, there is a cushion that is big enough for two people to lie on.

Lying on the cushion was a young man with a shirtless upper body.

That is Sun Qiu.

When Sun Qiu woke up, he felt as if his body had been split in two, and the pain there was even worse, and the laziness afterward was ruined by the pain.

Can't tell what it's like.

This was his first time, and it was the first time he had suffered on his own accord. His mood was not unacceptable, and the other person's appearance was also in line with his own three views, beautiful enough.

As for the festival 1 fuck, can that stuff be eaten?

Nothing.

Sun Qiu thought for a while and suddenly felt something was wrong, it seemed that he was too quiet, and looking around, he was indeed the only one left.

Run after sleep, good!

Sun Qiu gritted his teeth angrily.

Fortunately, the book is still there.

He was sure that the man came here for the book, as for why he didn't take it away, he couldn't be responsible for last night, right?

No matter what he thought, Sun Qiu still put everything in the stone room into the storage ring, then took out a new set of clothes and put them on calmly, walked out of the stone room, picked up Lu Yunfei who was running around in a hurry, and released the little white cat to directly teleport to Xuantianzong Mountain underfoot.

Lu Yunfei hesitated, wanted to speak but dared not speak.

Sun Qiu snorted directly: "Don't ask, I don't want to talk about it."

Lu Yunfei cautiously said, "Then now..."

Sun Qiu: "Go back to the house and sleep."

Lu Yunfei: "But..."

Sun Qiu: "Shut up and sleep."

It wasn't until he slept for a long time that he suddenly woke up and remembered a big event - he hadn't cleaned the hidden sword yet!

To be finished!

He rushed up to Hidden Sword Peak with a big broom in a hurry, and saw Hanyue, dressed in white, standing under the sword tree looking up the mountain, seeing Sun Qiu's figure, his eyes flickered, and he turned back to his room.

Sun Qiu heaved a sigh of relief, it seems that he has passed this test.

Seems like it was too easy?

Sun Qiu felt a little lost in his heart, but it was very shallow, so shallow that the wind would blow it away...

He was about to start cleaning when Hanyue's voice suddenly came from his ear.

"Seeing that you are unwell, there is no need to clean up."

"Thank you, Daojun, for your understanding." It would be best not to sweep. Sun Qiu said politely, and he threw down the broom and was about to leave. Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light hit the jade on his waist, and the speed was so fast that it was too late to dodge.

Hanyue's voice drifted out again: "Yubi can communicate with me."

Sun Qiu was a little baffled, what happened when he was not around, why did he feel that the Hanyue Daoist seemed to have a good impression of him?

Forget it, it's not a bad thing anyway.

Sun Qiu smiled and walked down the mountain, but when he arrived at the foot of Haoyue Peak, he found a group of people listening to a deacon reprimanding him.

It was an old man, wearing the gray robes unique to inner door deacons, with a gloomy and fierce face, as if he had sensed Sun Qiu, turned around and looked at him, his gaze seemed to want to goug out his flesh and taste it.

This kind of gaze was not uncommon for Sun Qiu when he was in the heavens. Whenever he stole a god's treasure or magic weapon, and the other party didn't know his identity, he would look at him with this kind of gaze, but in the end, it often didn't matter.

But he didn't steal anything in Xiujie, after all, he didn't like these ordinary things.

At this time, the man spoke, "You killed my grandson."

Sun Qiu was puzzled: "Who are you? I know you, and I even killed your grandson. Why does your grandson look so angry and resentful that I should do it?"

The man snorted fiercely: "His name is Liu Tai, and he is now a disciple of the outer sect. Yesterday he and Luo Qing of the inner sect Baihuafeng took the task of Qijia Village, and the soul lamp went out that night."

Sun Qiu suddenly understood who this person was talking about, and he really killed him...

But thinking about it, on the surface he still stared at Deacon Liu with a look of insanity.

Deacon Liu's name is Liu De, and he was even more angry when he saw Sun Qiu's eyes: "The hatred of killing my grandson is unshakable, even if my grandson was not killed by you, he will die because of you. How could you stand up for that bastard Luo Qing? He has built a foundation, and as long as he survives the competition, he can enter the inner sect. His future is boundless, but because of your grandson, my good grandson is gone. There are a few heads that can afford it!"

Sun Qiu understood that no matter whether Liu Tai was killed by homicide or not, this Deacon Liu would take his life to bear the anger, so no matter what he said, the other party would not listen to him, let alone Liu Tai was really murdered by homicide.

Liu De's cultivation base should be around the third level of Jindan, and with his cultivation base of fifth level of Qi training, the opponent can slap him to death with one finger.

Last night, it was the beauty who had a spring night with him that was able to cope with the head of the Golden Core Realm in Qijia Village, but now, what should we do?

The storage ring must never be used, otherwise, under the watchful eyes of so many people, it is estimated that he will be divided up by the sect soon, and there will not be even a bone left.

Lu Yunfei can't do it either, he can only give away the head.

He touched the jade around his waist, thinking of what another beauty told him not long ago, he wondered if he could take a gamble...

He probed into the jade bi with his spiritual sense, and only wrote two words - help.

The rest can only depend on whether the other party has a heart.

At this time, Liu De said again, as if he had seen the scene of Sun Qiu's death, "Don't say that the deacon is ignorant, let you choose a way to die, you want to die with a knife scraping off your flesh and blood. Or die from a split mind, this deacon will do whatever you want."

Sun Qiuyi was filled with indignation: "I don't accept it, and I didn't kill people!"

"What's the point if you don't accept it? I said you killed it, and you killed it. Who can speak for you." Liu De glanced around for a week with sympathetic eyes.

All the people caught by his gaze bowed their heads. Liu De is the deacon of the inner sect, and they can't afford to offend them. Only Lu Yunfei, who came in a hurry, was about to speak when he saw Sun Qiu give him the look of shutting up.

Lu Yunfei, who had been full of enigmatic trust in Sun Qiu since yesterday, immediately shut his mouth tightly and bowed his head like everyone else.

Liu De was very satisfied with the effect.

Sun Qiu's face was full of despair, and his tone was full of struggle: "The sect prohibits private fighting, you can't kill me!"

Liu De sneered: "Self-fighting? Who is fighting privately? It is obvious that you secretly practiced the devil art and became obsessed. I, Liu De, as a member of Xuantianzong, how can I let you go, the devil."

Sun Qiu seemed to have given up struggling, and his tone was weak: "You...you are lying, so many people are watching..."

"Yes, there are so many people watching." Liu De was full of confidence, as if he wanted to see Sun Qiu's deepest despair, "I'm not lying, it's clear that you fell into the devil's way, these are all witnesses, if you don't believe me, just ask ask."

Sun Qiu looked at the crowd, but they lowered their heads even lower.

Liu De snorted, and the coercion of the Golden Core Realm rushed over: "Say!"

Most of the disciples from the outer sect were in the Qi training realm, and they fell to the ground where they could not stand the coercion, and some even vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. Finally, some couldn't help it, and tremblingly said: "Yes... it's Senior Brother Sun... ..."

Liu De narrowed his eyes: "Huh?"

The man gritted his teeth and shouted: "It's Sun Qiu who fell into the devil's way, and Deacon Liu is acting on behalf of the heavens!"

"It's Sun Qiu who has fallen into the devil, he should be punished!"

"Sun Qiu should be killed!"

Someone started, and then others followed up one after another, but they all accused Sun Qiu, as if they really saw Sun Qiu bewitched.

Sun Qiu stared at them, but his expression gradually returned from despair to calm, quietly listening to the words of nearly a hundred outer disciples who turned black and white, as if they were not talking about himself.

At this time, if you want to change someone, you may have collapsed.

Liu De also seemed to feel a little bored. After humiliating these outer disciples enough, he said to Sun Qiu: "Boy, I will take out your soul and put it into the alchemy furnace for calcination, so that you can't live without dying." shape, grabbed the Baihui acupoint on top of Sun Qiu's head.

However, at this moment, Sun Qiu grinned, showing his small white teeth, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Deacon Liu, do you know that there is a saying called 'Villains die from talking too much'."

Liu De didn't know why, suddenly a white sword glow passed by Sun Qiu's hair, piercing Liu De's head like lightning.

Everything seemed to have come to a standstill, until Liu De's body fell to the ground with a bang, which woke everyone up.

Liu De's eyes were wide open, full of confusion, as if he didn't know how to become like this, there was only a little blood between his eyebrows.

That was a fatal injury, such a crisp and neat technique, it was like...someone raised his head, and sure enough, he saw a figure as white as snow, and shouted in disbelief: "It's... Daoist Hanyue!"

"Oh my god, it's really Daoist Hanyue!"

"Did Lord Hanyue come to save us?!"

……

As if she didn't hear, Hanyue landed beside Sun Qiu, her right hand wrapped around Sun Qiu's waist, her eyes were as indifferent as ice that would not melt for a thousand years.

Sun Qiu could sense that this person seemed to be angry, because of him?

why?

What is it that can make a person change so much?

Hanyue didn't give him an answer, but lowered her eyes slightly to miss Sun Qiu's questioning gaze, and said in a low voice, "Go."

Sun Qiu knew that he couldn't stay at the outer door anymore, so he nodded.

A gust of wind drifted past, and when everyone came back to their senses, the two figures were no longer in front of them.

Daoist Hanyue left, and only took one person with him in the end.

At this moment, everyone suddenly understood what they had missed...