The cannon fodder changes his mind, but the protagonist wants to sell swords

The sound outside the door made Hengze frown.

Ever since Zhao Zishan came back from the mountain, he could not see through this disciple more and more.

No, it should be said that he was already unfamiliar with her even earlier.

Deep down in his heart, he didn't want to come into contact with him at all. It was obvious that he was the disciple he had begged for with his own hands and mouth.

He sighed, "Come in!"

Zhao Zishan carefully crossed the threshold and happily offered the dumpling noodles in her hand.

"Master, you got up really early today, but...why are you wearing a black robe?"

Hengze Immortal Lord has white hair. He usually wears elegant and elegant clothes, and he doesn't even have a few plain clothes.

He is covered in black robes. If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to recognize him at first. This is the sword immortal Hengze Xianzun who is the most powerful in the world of cultivation.

Immortal Lord Hengze raised his eyes and said calmly:

"Junior brother is being tortured, so I can't wear fancy clothes."

Zhao Zi's shirt clacked, and he looked down in the direction of Hengze Immortal Lord's gaze and saw that he was wearing a pink snow-colored robe today.

As the temperature drops during the winter solstice, pink can highlight your fair skin among the snowflakes in the sky.

No matter how good a swordsman or chivalrous person Hengze is, he is still a man at heart.

Zhao Zishan didn't believe it. Under the temptation of her beauty every day, would Hengze Xianzun pay attention to others?

But this time Hengze's cold eyes told her that she hit a hard board today.

"My disciple is stupid. He was so busy practicing that he didn't notice that his clothes were so gorgeous."

Hengze: "That's all, you must be unintentional. It's just that the person who did it didn't have the intention, but the observer has the intention."

Zhao Zishan stepped back in response: "Disciple, please remember your teachings."

Beside the window, the beautiful pink figure loomed, and finally disappeared into the white snowy sky.

Hengze glanced at the bowl of steaming dumplings on the table, recalling Zhao Zishan's smile, and couldn't help but think that he was being too careless.

Qin Yuan's death and Jiang Lin's injury will definitely have an impact on her. Jiang Lin and her used to have a good relationship. When someone slanders his injured friend who is lying in bed, it is natural for him to intervene a few words.

Zhao Zishan was the disciple he recognized from the beginning, and there was no mistake.

They are a destined couple.

It's just that Zishan's cultivation has not yet returned to that of Butterfly Dream in his previous life, and the use of Ziji Sword is a bit immature.

Hengze's mind suddenly flashed to Qin Nuo's eyes, kneeling in the middle of the hall, firm and unyielding, neither humble nor overbearing. She was appealing to the sect master, and she never thought of leaving any escape route for herself.

"Immortal Master, the place on the Demon Forgetting Platform is ready. Please move here, Immortal Master." The disciple outside the door came to remind.

Hengze came back to his senses and stopped letting his thoughts wander.

Qinnuo was lying on the bed, unconscious.

There was obviously no pain in my body, but my head kept feeling sleepy.

Vaguely, she felt Xiao Bai and Master leaving. After drinking the herbal medicine, she became drowsy again.

But today, my heart is particularly troubled.

She kept telling herself that nothing would happen, but Qin Yuan had already left, and she didn't even know how long she had slept...

Qin Nuo opened her eyes suddenly and used her spiritual power to force out the herbs she had just swallowed.

Stumbling all the way, searching for Xiao Bai's breath.

Where did they go?

The road was overgrown with weeds and no one had been on this road for a long time.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Qinnuo quickened his pace and finally followed Xiao Bai's breath and saw the shadowy backs of his disciples.

They were neatly dressed and looked solemn, quite like the nerves of soldiers on the eve of a war.

A senior brother frowned: "Do you think she will come today? I haven't seen her for several days."

"I'm afraid she's not afraid of crime and absconding. I'm afraid she is the only one in the world who can harm Master to this extent." Senior Sister Xu Xue next to her sneered.

"Hefeng Immortal Lord loves her very much, and she is very kind and filial to the Immortal Lord. Would she do such a backstabbing thing?" Senior Brother said hesitantly. "It is essential to be on guard against others, and the villain's heart is the most difficult to guard against. But don't be deceived by her appearance. She looks harmless to humans and animals, but in the end she wants to beat up Senior Brother Jiang Lin." Xu Xue said without hesitation. polite.

If Qin Nuo, who was hiding behind, really couldn't tell that she was the protagonist of the conversation, then she would be really a fool.

Qin Nuo was secretly upset.

But she didn't understand what it meant to harm the master.

When she was half asleep and half awake, she saw Master leaving her side hall well.

Plus with Xiao Bai here, Master will not have any problems.

She believed in Xiao Bai. They escaped death countless times and confided in him countless times. He understood her best.

Qinnuo calmed down and followed the crowd of disciples.

The vegetation on the roadside became more and more withered as we walked further, and the surrounding mountains became dark.

It was clear that the sun was still shining brightly when we left Heyang Peak, and the sun made my face burn and hurt. Now the sun is still hanging in the sky, but it seems to have no power.

I can't feel any heat at all.

The familiar sect bell rang, once, twice, three times...

After the seventh knock, it stopped.

Qinnuo remembered that Elder Zhu Lie said in class that seven is a bad number...

Before Qin Nuo had time to think about it, the disciples all made way for him as if they had received an order.

As soon as the road opened, Qin Nuo finally saw clearly the true face behind the shadow of the disciple.

But the moment she saw it clearly, her face turned pale in an instant.

A seeping gray wall was erected around it, and dense spots remained on the wall for a long time. They were caused by the blood spattered on the wall by each executioner.

Two thick and long iron chains hang on the left and right sides. The iron chains are as thick as a man's forearm.

The brown metal made a crisp sound every time it hit the floor.

This is the Forgotten Demon Platform.

The place that has appeared countless times in nightmares is the execution platform where the original owner's life ended in the book.

Qinnuo was shocked, and the plot of the book flashed through her mind again.

No, she must have forgotten something.

Sect competition, coming back from the mountain...

The original owner in the book failed the first round of competition and was not qualified to go down the mountain.

The only time she went down the mountain was when she colluded with Demon Lord Fanchen to overthrow the entire Zhao Kingdom.

So why did she see the Demon Forgetting Platform in advance? What went wrong?

"Kneel down and worship the sect master!" the priests and elders gave the order, and the disciples knelt down and worshiped one after another.

"Get up." Master Ming Xin looked sad and his voice was hoarse. He was completely different from the past when he was just as happy and sad as before.

As soon as the green light appeared, everyone knew that Hengze Immortal Lord was here.

Immortal Lord Hengze was dressed in black robes and walked past Qinnuo.

Qinnuo thought she was hiding very secretly, but when she looked at Hengze Xianzun, she realized that she had been exposed in his eyes.

Fortunately, no one else noticed this detail.

Immortal Lord Hengze looked at her with a mixture of surprise and sadness, brewing extremely complicated emotions.

"The immortal elders are here, let's start." Elder Fang Zheng looked at the sky and motioned to the priest.

"Welcome, Harmony Immortal Lord!"

Qinnuo stretched her neck, and on the Wangyao Platform, her master stepped closer to the iron chain. As soon as her hands came close, the iron chain automatically formed a ring to cuff her master tightly.

"What...are you doing?" Qinnuo muttered to himself blankly.