The whole world thought I was dead!

Recently, the world of cultivating immortals has not been peaceful at all. Almost all members of the Demon Sect have dispatched to hunt down Hua Huaijun, the master of Huaijun Peak of Shangqingzong. Man, the amount of reward is beyond the imagination of most monks. Xitong, the lord of the Demon Sect, promised him the seat of the fourth elder. Pick.

Countless monks seemed to smell the bloody wolves, which caused an uproar. The Shangqing Sect soon sent countless monks from the sect to look for their peak master. For a while, the friendship between the two sects became more and more vicious. The other five Xiuxian Zhengzong joined hands to stop Mozong's big move.

The system sat on the throne with a blank expression, looking gloomyly at the subordinates standing with their hands down, the black hall was even more eerie because of the silence, and no one dared to pant loudly for a while.The dark green flames in the pupils of the skull stretched the figures of the people extremely long, and they were reflected on the rugged stone wall behind them, full of ghostly shadows.

"Have you found it yet?" The system asked after looking down for a long time.The weird sweet sound of milk echoed in the hall.

Everyone trembled unconsciously, and the black robe automatically moved without wind.

Mo Li took a step forward and said softly, "Back to the suzerain, the subordinates only searched the Canglan sea area and then disappeared." The silver faceless mask reflected a little bit of cold light.

"Divide half of the people into the Canglan sea area, and the other half will continue to search."

After the system listened, it tapped its fingertips lightly, making a dull sound, and everyone retreated knowingly.

"Mo Li, stay."

After the heavy door of the main hall was closed, the system beckoned him to come forward.

"Sect Master?" Mo Li bent down and asked.The mask on his face was taken off by the system, revealing a pale and gloomy face, the scales on the right face were hidden in the black hair, and the green snake pupils had a faint cold light.

"Come with me." The system stroked his scales repeatedly, his face cold.

Li Li was startled, then picked him up, patted the little master's back lightly, and said in a low voice, "Okay." He seemed to have guessed the little master's intentions.

"This subordinate has heard that there is an auction of mermaids in the Bishui Pavilion in the Canglan Sea Area in the past few days. Is the suzerain interested in watching it?"

The system coughed lightly, then nodded silently, but Li Qiye saw his little master's obviously glowing expression.

Pale fingertips gently caressed the boy's white and tender cheeks, Mo Li's green snake eyes were in a daze, his little master was so cute that he didn't know what to do.

"There is no one in the Zongli, so it's good for you to be on the side for now." The system thought for a while and said.

Mo Li shook his head slowly, obviously refusing.

"No, suzerain, we had an agreement at the beginning, I must be by your side." Mo Li looked at the cruel little master and reminded.

The system's light-colored brows frowned slightly, "Who should sit in charge of the sect?"

Mo Li held the little master's hand and put it in the palm of his hand to appreciate it. Hearing this, his eyes flashed, and he said calmly: "Isn't there still Wutang in Xiyu? The master can just call her back."

Thinking of the eccentric character of the third elder, the system frowned even more, but after much deliberation, there was no better candidate, so it could only nod in agreement.

"Sovereign is so kind." Mo Li's cold voice revealed the coldness unique to cold-blooded animals.

Looking at the extremely obedient Great Elder, the system couldn't help but think of its own host.

"It would be great if Xuan Wei was obedient."

Mo Li smiled with his expression unchanged, his slender eyes were bent into crescent moons, shining with a faint light, inexplicably strange.

After the system thought about some things, it sent someone to call the third elder back. This journey would delay a few days, so the system decided to leave immediately after he came back.

After Mo Li stepped back, he walked slowly along the winding corridors. The mountain wind blew past, making his thin figure even more indifferent. His black robes rattled, and he walked past the third floor and nine pavilions. Slowly arriving in front of the "Guanghan Palace", he looked at the shining white palace, stretched out his hand, but stopped in front of the protective shield.

The exposed pale wrist is densely covered with snake scales, which is very frightening. Under the bright red rope buckle is the suzerain order given to him by the little master in the past few days. After a wave of ripples, the fingertips pushed further, the token finally fell into the light film, and the pale fingertips finally touched the light film.

Li Li only felt the cold touch like water, and then retracted his fingertips. He raised his eyes to look at the Guanghan Palace, and slowly evoked a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. Lingling had a cold light.

The owner of the soft satin black boots finally left the palace quietly.

Thousands of miles away, Ren Changkong restrained all his aura. He was dressed in a black robe and looked down from the window. When he arrived in this small town near the sea, he lost sight of Mr. Huahuai.

The town was bustling with people coming and going, and even the air was filled with moist water vapor, which was full of spiritual energy. Ren Changkong put down the teacup in his hand, and looked down at his own reflection in the teacup.

His thoughts were drifting, and his mind was filled with the faces of Hua Huaijun and System intertwining each other, so he couldn't be pure.

"Everyone, take a look, take a look! Don't you all need a copy of the most popular and best-selling novel in the comprehension world? No nine thousand nine, nor nine hundred ninety-nine, just ninety-nine." Lingshi, I guarantee your satisfaction!" The familiar young voice recalled from downstairs, Ren Changkong's eyes fixed, and he saw the fox-eyed young man who once sold his books at a glance.

The young man is still shouting loudly, with half-worn clothes, and a few books piled on an old table, but the people in this small town are not rich, most people just look at it, and no one buys it.

When Ren Changkong went downstairs to find him, he still hadn't sold a single book.

The fox-eyed young man squinted his eyes and smiled, looking more like a fox. He looked at Ren Changkong with a smile, and said hello, "Hey, it's your Excellency, long time no see!" with a brisk tone.

Ren Changkong picked up a book and asked lightly, "Are there any others?"

The young man took out a folding fan from nowhere, shook it in an arty manner, and said with a smile, "Of course, my lord."

Ren Changkong looked up at him.

"Dangdang! The first book of Taoist Xuanwei's latest book!"

At first glance, Ren Changkong saw that it was a thin book with a gilt surface and a gaudy color.He just reached out to grab it, but the fox-eyed young man dodged it.

The young man's smile remained unchanged, and his tone was kind: "Your Excellency, this book is not finished yet, so I can't give it to you."

Ren Changkong stared at the fox-eyed young man, and asked calmly, "Have I offended you before?"

The young man laughed exaggeratedly, and covered his eyes with a folding fan, only his narrow eyes could be seen, which was very strange.

"Then why do I feel malice from you?" Ren Changkong's handsome eyebrows became more elegant in the sunlight.

The young man at the bookstall laughed even more exaggeratedly. He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said intermittently, "Your Excellency, you really know how to joke."

"Really?" Ren Changkong looked down at the book in his hand, noncommittal.

The stall owner kept his folding fan under his eyes. He looked at the young man in front of him and said with a smile, "Your Excellency has brought me a lot of joy today. As a reward, I can tell you a word."

Ren Changkong raised his head, his black eyes could not see any thoughts clearly, and his voice was cold: "What?"

"Far in the sky, right in front of you."

The stall owner smiled slightly at Ren Changkong, and suddenly disappeared in place, together with the desk, but the people around him didn't seem to notice it, and they kept doing their own things.

Ren Changkong looked at this scene with an unchanged expression. Ever since the stall owner appeared a few months ago, he had a bold idea, and now it just verified what he thought in his heart, and he suspected that the place of absolute spirits was With his handwriting, who would have the ability to fabricate a small space at will to escape the heavens? At that time, he only thought of this main god.It's just that he didn't understand what kind of bet he had bet with the main god back then, which would allow him to make such a troublesome layout.

Ren Changkong recalled the insidious character of the main god, who must take revenge, and raised his vigilance to the highest point in his heart.

But still thinking about the words of the Lord God in his mind, he looked around, hesitating in his heart, did what the Lord God said mean what he thought?

close at hand?

Ren Changkong hesitated for a long time, but decided to stay where he was.

He looked at the noisy crowd, and stood there quietly, but no one looked at him, as if this person did not exist, with his surroundings as the line, it was like two worlds separated.

Time passed by little by little, the golden sky was falling, night fell, and there were very few people on the street. Soon, a crescent moon hung above the willow branches, casting a faint silver light on the ground.

The lights of the stars gradually turned on and off, and the street was quiet, without a trace of fireworks.

Someone came slowly from the end of the street. He was wearing a black robe and walking in the dark with a sword, but he was not walking steadily. He often took a step to look around, as if he was looking for something. Walking back and forth on the small street, not letting go of a single bit, walking every time, he could find it slowly at first, but then his pace became more and more urgent, with obvious panic, Ren Changkong looked at him countless times while he was walking. Walking in front of him, he could even hear Junjun's heavy breathing mixed with a strong smell of blood.

Looking at the familiar ghost mask, a thought suddenly popped up in his heart, his little apprentice seemed to be following him all the time.

Otherwise, why did he find himself missing so quickly.

I was looking for him, and he followed me, I don't know how long he followed me, and how he covered his tracks.

The man in black with the ghost mask stopped for some reason, and stopped in front of Ren Changkong. He bent down and gasped violently. Ren Changkong moved his fingertips, but he still didn't move forward.

The silver moon swayed on the empty street, reflecting a piece of frosty white. Ren Changkong watched Hua Huaijun and began to cough violently. There were dark red blood dripping down the pale fingertips and wet the black robe. After coughing for a while, , He took off the ghost mask, gasped with his head up unbearably, his face covered with complex black magic lines was exposed in front of Ren Changkong's eyes, the magic lines moved like living things, it looked very terrifying, originally Only one pair of eyes can still be seen on the thick face. Ren Changkong looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Hua Huaijun, and seemed to understand why Junjun didn't want to see him. He seemed disfigured now.

As the mood became more and more unstable, Hua Huaijun's devilish energy also overflowed the surroundings, covering up the moonlight with his fangs and claws, Ren Changkong's eyes moved to his fingertips, which were already covered with black magic lines.

Hua Huaijun also saw it, and after a long delay, he quickly retracted his fingertips as if he was frightened, and retracted his fingertips into the wide sleeves. He hurriedly covered the evil ghost mask again, and his movements were extremely urgent, as if being caught People see it as normal.

After resting for a while, Ren Changkong saw Hua Huaijun continue to search on this street, keep looking, keep looking.

It is obviously cold ice spiritual power, but Hua Huaijun is sweating profusely, and the fear in his heart is getting bigger and bigger. Why is there traces of Master's spiritual power around him, but he can't find Master's figure, countless bad things Suspicions filled his mind, making him unable to calm down.

Hua Huaijun wandered the streets like a ghost in the dark night, not giving up a chance to search with his devilish energy, where did his master go?

Ren Changkong looked at Hua Huaijun who would not give up until he was found, and slowly closed his eyes, his handsome face cast a faint shadow under the silver light.