Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

It was just that I never thought that a moment of indulgence would bring such a great disaster to the Ming Cult.

Fire and flesh and blood are undoubtedly the most stimulating things for Jiao Ming.

At this moment, the rats in the dark seemed to be busy with other things, and they were not focused enough to control Jiao Ming here.

Jiao Ming, who had just been targeting Jiang Chen in the crowd, was now distracted by the blood and flesh.

Staring at the blood on the body of the Tiance Army, his expression revealed that he was truly bloodthirsty in the literal sense.

On this bluestone road, the few people of the Ming Cult who resisted were trampled beyond recognition under the hooves of the Tiance horses.

Li Chengen arrived in front of the Holy Fire Altar and saw the crowd gathering. He held a □□ and stopped the horse.

The two sides confronted each other faintly.

Beacon fire and smoke.

He looked around for a while, and there was a bit of worry between his brows. Xie Yuan was not here?

Then where was he?

Seeing Jiang Chen again, his heart tightened.

The melee was about to break out.

With Lu Weilou's pride, how could he let a child block for him?

He looked at Miliguli for a long time, and finally sighed in his heart. His foster father's work was not bad. Under the current circumstances, Yan'er was willing to travel thousands of miles out of the Evil Valley... Even for her foster father, she faced the current Evil Valley Master, Wang Yifeng...

Shen Jiangxia came hurriedly, and when he saw Miliguli, his steps slowed down unconsciously.

Hearing that it was the saint Lu Yan'er who appeared again in the chaos just now, he still couldn't believe it...

Is it really her...

He looked at the figure that he had been dreaming about for these years, but he didn't dare to step forward to respond.

Miliguli didn't look back.

Shen Jiangxia...

This man she once loved, her sworn brother...For him, she was unwilling to be the so-called symbol, the pure and innocent saint, and even avoided the saint succession ceremony to discuss elopement with him...

But he didn't come...

After all, she was so disappointed...

Six years ago, when she opened the door, she only saw the elders who intended to tie her up and take her to Bingxin Palace to practice the Short Love Canon, and Shen Jiangxia disappeared without a trace. Her heart had already passed away with the crescent moon of Bingxin Palace.

Miliguli knew that such a familiar breath was Shen Jiangxia coming, but she just held the sword tightly.

She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Chen, and saw that he was folding his hands. For some reason, she was relieved.

Jiang Chen sat down on the stone pillar leisurely, really intending to be a bystander in a melee.

Soon, even the Shaolin and Chunyang disciples stationed in Chang'an received the news and followed Tiance.

Under the night, the blood became thicker.

The lower-level Jiao Ming could no longer hold back.

A Mingjiao disciple's eyes burst into scarlet light, and suddenly disappeared from the spot. Black insect shadows swirled and covered the nearest Tiance soldier.

The dense flying insects almost covered his whole body.

Before everyone could react, the screams stopped, and two figures appeared on the spot, along with the Mingjiao man who had just made a move, with the same numb and greedy look in their eyes.

As if in response.

A group of red greedy eyes lit up in the crowd.

The scene was so weird.

The normal Tiance Mingjiao disciples were stared at by this red searchlight, and they felt creepy.

In a short moment, ten people were killed.

Jiang Chen looked calm, as if nothing happened. His fingertips brushed past, and the body of the zither flashed a faint red color. Soon, the whole water-colored zither completely turned into a blazing flame, as if it was burning.

The smoke was dark in the distance, but the bright flames here were extraordinary.

Even though they were far away, they could feel the burning fire of Jiang Chen.

Jiao Ming seemed to have encountered a natural enemy. No insects dared to approach Jiang Chen within three feet of him.

Lu Weilou looked up and could only see a calm face in the fire. In the fight just now, Wang Yifeng's sleeves were cut off and his clothes were messy, but now he was holding Yuqin and standing here leisurely, without any connection with the word "embarrassment".

Bright as the moon in the clouds, solemn as the cold snow on the ice field.

If it weren't for this scene, this person would be in contrast with this move, making people feel that the moon was flowing and the snow was flowing, and he was cold and solemn.

If he had met this person ten years earlier, he would definitely be one of the opponents that Lu Weilou had to pay attention to when he preached in the Central Plains.

Generally speaking, water and fire cannot coexist, but this person seemed to ignore this restriction.

It was clearly the cold air of ice and snow just now, but now the body of the zither has condensed into the color of flames, and there is no sense of stagnation in the transition.

It is clear that he is using a raging fire that can easily make people anxious and restless, but his state of mind is still as calm as the sea.

Being in the light of the flame, but the person is the same color as the night, it can be said to be... terrible...

Lu Weilou unconsciously added this word to him.

Even though he practiced the Burning Shadow Sacred Art and the Bright Venerable Glazed Body together when he was young, and combined and integrated the two in just a few decades, he has both yin and yang internal forces in his body, and can use Haori Zhan and Youyue Wheel. But these two cannot be used at the same time.

Wang Yifeng, in the rain and snow, can still use such a fierce fire power...

He didn't feel anything when the cold and hot intertwined?

Jiang Chen, just got used to it.

At that time, Yang Yan burned his body and drowned in the cold deep sea.

No matter what it is, even if it is unbearable, if it is set as a thousand years, you should get used to it.

He had been unwilling and angry before, but now he felt that he should take it as it is.

A dazzling fire rose from the ground, a dragon shadow appeared vaguely, and all kinds of Jiaoming were further away from him.

Jiang Chen occasionally pressed the strings of his zither, just as he felt like doing it.

The sound of the zither had a strange power that calmed people in the midst of the killing and shouting.

As he plucked the strings, there were red flames lingering, and streams of sparks, bright and dazzling.

In such a place where blood and flesh were flying everywhere, he still had the mind to play the zither for fun.

When Lu Weilou saw this scene, he saw that a Jiao Ming who looked like a disciple of the Ming Cult was chopped apart with a knife, and he didn't know whether he was sighing that Wang Yifeng was brave or arrogant.

Miliguli also chopped Jiao Ming in half with a sword, but there was no blood splashing, and in the blink of an eye they gathered together again.

Can't be cut to death, can't be killed.

It made people's scalps numb, and they felt annoyed.

Tiance was also busy resisting Jiao Ming.

Xiao Sha has not appeared yet. The reason why Xiao Sha urged Lu Weilou to come was that he was attacked by Wang Yifeng and was recuperating in seclusion. There was no one in charge of the Chang'an Da Guangming Temple, so he invited the leader to manage it.

Jiangnan Changgemen has always believed that the zither is a tool for nourishing the heart and has the character of a gentleman. I am afraid they would never think that there are people in the world who use the zither as a weapon to kill people.

Lu Weilou couldn't help but sigh.

A tall figure finally walked out of the dark hall.

Jiao Ming was stagnant and retreated a little.

Everyone couldn't help but look at this person.

The man was burly, and the beard on his face was messy, obviously not tidy for a long time. Yes, how could a person who was busy calculating Wang Yifeng have time to tidy himself up.

He also held a short flute in his hand.

Jiang Chen's eyebrows moved slightly, and the face of this person appeared in his mind almost instantly.

Xiao Sha.

Xiao Sha must have seen Jiang Chen. But now, he couldn't care about Jiang Chen. He looked around and didn't see any suspicious people who broke into the basement.

His expression was unusually ugly.

Jiang Chen glanced over and found it interesting.

In the few times the original owner met him, Xiao Sha had never been so nervous.

What secret was exposed?

Xiao Sha seemed to feel Jiang Chen's gaze. Thinking of the Hongchen Sect's keen insight into people's hearts, his heart trembled. He immediately changed his expression and smiled at the sky, "Junior brother, how are you after a long time?"

Long time?

Since the two fought in Zigong City, they have not met face to face again.

It is indeed a long time.

At this moment, mentioning the matter of Zigong, is it to remind Wang Yifeng of Wen Xiaoyue and go crazy again?

Even when he saw him, Jiang Chen's face remained calm. He pressed the next string of his zither with the sound of his zither, and waited patiently for Xiao Sha to finish his words. Instead, he responded leisurely, "I accept your good words. I am free and happy."

It's a pity...

If he was really Wang Yifeng, he would be sad for Wen Xiaoyue's death for a while, but unfortunately he was not. He couldn't even be sad for a while.

The Red Dust School did take advantage of people's hearts and weaknesses to attack opponents.

But for Jiang Chen, these things were also used by him a long time ago.

Who else in the world can understand the weaknesses of human nature better than him?

Everyone has weaknesses, and Jiang Chen doesn't think he doesn't have any. However, it is naive to use Wang Yifeng's weaknesses to target him.

Xiao Sha saw that he had no intention of sadness or pain, and his tone was so complacent, and his heart was depressed.

How could people in the Red Dust be so heartless?

Did he forget Wen Xiaoyue in just two years?

Except for Lu Weilou, who had expected it, everyone present was quite surprised when they heard this, thinking to themselves, Xiao Sha and Wang Yifeng are actually brothers? ? ?

Lu Weilou frowned and said, "Xiao Sha..."

Xiao Sha turned the flute in his hand and laughed coldly, "Xiao Sha is here, Master."

The change in the Great Guangming Temple should have happened six years later, but now it has come ahead of time. The scene of that day is still vivid. If Lu Weilou had not been timid and afraid of trouble, and had taken many elite members of the Ming Cult to withdraw from Chang'an and hide in the Golando Desert, how could he have been trapped in the Dharma Cave by the Shaolin gang of bald donkeys in his previous life and could not get out for years!

His blood-red eyes turned and his gaze fell on the White Eyebrow Rat King and the injured Green Winged Bat King behind Lu Weilou, and he snorted secretly.

The bat and the white rat ran very fast, but they were slow to save him in the end. And his good disciple, he raised her for a long time in vain, but in the end she stabbed him with a knife, hateful!

Seeing his reply, Lu Weilou had all sorts of doubts flashing through his mind. He suddenly figured it out, his eyes sharpened, "Did you plan this?"

No wonder Xiao Sha didn't want him to get involved in the affairs of Chang'an Da Guangming Temple for a long time in the past two years, but this time he was so active and asked him to come to Chang'an...

Xiao Sha looked up to the sky and laughed, "So what!"

Jiang Chen stopped his fingertips, stood up with the zither, and watched the development of the incident with interest.

Lu Weilou couldn't help but say angrily, "As a Dharma King, you are so disregarding the overall situation..." He turned his head to look at Jiang Chen, and then turned back to look at Xiao Sha, "For your own selfish desires, you want to kill my brothers in the Ming Cult!"

If Xiao Sha hadn't left the Zoroastrianism with Lu Weilou, and had worked hard for the Ming Cult in every possible way...

Lu Weilou wouldn't have believed him for so long, and even handed him the position of Dharma King, which is second only to the leader in the Ming Cult.

Xiao Sha, when did he betray the religion!

When Jiang Chen saw it, Xiao Sha clenched the bamboo flute in his hand. At the same time, the Jiao Mings around him all paused.

Jiang Chen's mind turned slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at Jiao Ming, who had stiffened under his feet, with an indifferent expression. It seems that this Jiao Ming was indeed killed by Xiao Sha...

Then he should not die here.