all the way to fairy

Chapter 381 Arrangement
After a long time, Mo Huai suppressed the turmoil in his heart, "So, do you know where Canye Pavilion is?"

Ji Ruochen was silent.

"Don't say?" Mo Huai's long sword shook, and the tip of the sword touched his throat.

"As long as I can get out alive, I will know everything." Ji Ruochen's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he didn't dare to move. "I'm sorry for Zhenjun's death, but I'm also the one who was held hostage. Take you to destroy the Canye Pavilion."

Su Xu doubted: "The killer's vigilance is not so low? Do you really know where the Remnant Ye Pavilion is?"

"Devil May Cry, everyone who enters the Canye Pavilion will take it."

Mo Huai withdrew his sword, and said coldly, "You're going to want the antidote to Devil May Cry."

Ji Ruochen remained silent, acquiescing to his words.

Su Xu continued to ask: "Where are the people in Canye Pavilion hiding these days? How did you escape?"

"After entering the secret realm, they ambushed the monks of the Liangyimen."

Mo Huai's eyes were fixed, and he couldn't help interjecting: "They were all killed?"

Ji Ruochen nodded heavily, "The Liangyi Sect is a sect of Tianwu Continent. Can Yege knows nothing about them. If they want to replace them, they have to kill them all."

Mo Huai's eyes were red, and he rubbed the center of his brows, dispelling the images in his mind, "Continue."

"After arriving here, they will ambush a female cultivator surnamed Wen from your sect, leaving only one person to guard me."

"Junior Sister Wen?" Su Xu was surprised, "Why did they ambush her?"

She has a withdrawn and cold personality, after becoming the little master's bodyguard, except for going out with the little master occasionally, she has been practicing at Taiqing Peak, and she hasn't seen a word for ten and a half months.

With such a person, why did Can Ye Pavilion ambush her?

Ji Ruochen shook his head, "Later Fairy Wen summoned the seventh-level clouded leopard, and they fled. My guard was about to take me away when Wei Jie appeared with the blood tiger guard."

"He thought it would be profitable, so he sneaked in, and I took the opportunity to run away. After Wei Jie found out, he asked a blood tiger guard to chase me, and then I ran into you."

Su Xu frowned, "Wei Jie is at the late stage of Jindan, and Junior Sister Wen has a seventh-level cloud leopard, so the guards of the Canye Pavilion should also be at the foundation building stage, how could it be profitable?"

Without waiting for Ji Ruochen to speak, Mo Huai said coldly: "With Wei Jie stopping the seventh-level cloud leopard, it is naturally profitable, and the people are not enough to swallow the elephant."

Su Xu was silent, what secret did Junior Sister Wen have that made the killer willing to take such a risk?
"Go save Junior Sister Wen."

He rubbed the space between his brows, it's fine if he doesn't know, since he knows, there is absolutely no reason not to save people.

After the three of them walked away, a person stood up in the bushes not far away, brushed off the grass leaves on his body, and turned around.

"How did they find out we betrayed?"

Yunli was puzzled, after refining the panacea, they still acted as before, they didn't draw a clear line with Canye Pavilion immediately.

Wei Lin sat comfortably on the plantain fan, watching the clouds passing by quickly, and replied casually: "It should be that they found out about my reward."

The problem has not been found out, and sooner or later Geli will suspect the reward offerer. Although he did not directly come forward, he has been to Qingzhou Mansion during that time.

There is no need to fully prove it, as long as there is doubt, Ge Li would rather kill by mistake than let it go!
But there is no way around it, divination is mysterious and unpredictable, let Qian Shu and Jin Lan occupy it, and sooner or later they will get Ali out.

After thinking about it, Yunli said in surprise, "You didn't keep Ji Ruochen in the first place, just to let him expose it!"

Wei Lin changed into a comfortable position, and fiddled with Jiansui casually, "Just follow the trend, pin your hopes on one person, I won't do such a stupid thing."

"What else did you do?" Yunli was curious.

Wei Lin beckoned, and she hurried over, being so cautious, she became even more curious.

The corners of her lips raised slightly, and under her expectant gaze, Wei Lin slowly said, "Wait."

Yunli: .
"Hmph, forget about it, I won't tell you what arrangement we made."

Wei Lin said leisurely: "Isn't it just to arrange Xuanshuang Yanhu into the Taiyi sect?"

"Huh? How did you know?" Yunli turned to look at Mu Yan, "You told him?"

Mu Yan waved her hands again and again, "It's not me."

Wei Lin looked like an old god, but he was really surprised in his heart, she really brought Xuanshuang Yanhu's family into the Taiyi sect.

Seeing that he didn't talk about life and death, Yunli was a little depressed, and immediately said: "It's not just this one."

Canglan Continent, Taiqing Peak.

In the morning after the rain, the sun is beautiful and everything is fresh.

The girl in red walked out slowly from the lush green path, followed by a childish little girl and a middle-aged man holding medicine.

Along the way, Taiqing Peak disciples who got up early and practiced greeted her one after another. The girl smiled and nodded, dignified and kind.

After the three of them walked over, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl in red looked at her back, her eyes shining brightly: "Uncle An is so pretty too! He looks like someone walking out of a painting."

The other round-faced girl next to her turned into a little girl, and nodded frantically, "Yeah, she is beautiful, kind-hearted and filial, if only I came from the Lost Land, I really want to be her Taoist boy and follow her Learn alchemy."

"She's filial?" An older female cultivator sneered, "It's not her decoction, she's just talking about it, who wouldn't?"

Not to be outdone, the little girl in red said, "You don't even have the chance to use your mouth, you're just jealous!"

The round-faced little girl also said: "Uncle An is an alchemist, not a spiritual doctor. For the decoction, naturally a spiritual doctor will do it."

The older female cultivator made a black face, "I don't want to bother with you two little girls, she is about to become a joke of our Tai Qingfeng, who is jealous of her."

The idol was despised by others, and the two little girls exploded, "You have only cultivated the seventh level of Qi at a very young age, so you have the nerve to say Uncle An!"

"That's right, seeing Uncle An bowing his knees and speaking ill of others behind his back, doing one thing in front of the other, villain!"

The older female cultivator stared at them fiercely, and said grimly, "People who talk a lot don't live long."

Although the two little girls only had the fourth level of Qi training, they were not afraid at all, and responded unceremoniously.

"What are you arguing about!" The male cultivator next to him was upset by their quarreling, and stopped making tactic, "You guys can talk about the personal biography of the master, don't die!"

The two sides stopped arguing.

An Ran didn't know what was going on behind her. At this time, she had already arrived at the Hall of Supreme Purity.

Today, it happened that Master Fuyue, the head teacher, was also there. He looked at An Ran who walked in, and said, "After all, the girl is caring. You can drink some medicine. Little An Ran is so busy, is she exhausted?"

An Ran saluted politely, and said, "Master Lao is thinking about it. If there is something to do, the disciple will do his best. These are all things I should do. How can I be tired?"

Although Fuyu usually looks like a young man, his death is approaching, his body is as big as before, after being seriously injured by the sword energy of Jingzhe, he can't recover for a long time.

His complexion was pale and bloodless, and his black hair melted into white snow. Although his skin was still tight and plump, his oldness could not be concealed between his eyebrows and eyes.

He glanced at An Ran weakly, and asked, "Have you encountered any problems in cultivation?"

An Ran was moved and said in shame: "Master is sick, and the disciple is still worrying about the master, and the disciple is not filial. I don't know why, the disciple has been practicing hard all these years, but he has been unable to touch the threshold of the golden elixir."

After talking about it, her voice became smaller and smaller, and she was so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

(End of this chapter)