MTL - Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother-Chapter 50 This

Losing an invisible character for no reason, Yun Shaoyi’s true identity is still in the fog, and there is no clue. Why did Yun Shaoyi kill Qi Jingshan, and why did he want to make a big splash in the bamboo wind country, which made people wonder.

It is too much trouble to worry about the troubles of the gods, and Wen Jing thinks for a moment, subconsciously leaving behind the requirements of the double revision of Jun Yan.

After spending three days safely, there was no movement. Wen Jingwei waited uneasily, and the atmosphere was as calm as a boating on the lake. However, the temperament of the storm was fascinating.

In the middle of the night, a rush of knocking on the door awakened Wen Jing.

"What happened?" He turned up alertly and lifted the sword at the bedside.

Jun Yanzhi quickly pressed him with his palm and said, "I will go and see, don't worry."

The knocking on the door was more intense, but accompanied by a sound that was relatively calm and respectful: "Jun Xiu Shi, Heng Tianmen has something to do, and the monk is not helpless."

Wen Jing's heart eased, secretly "oh", this reminds me of the contents of the original text.

"Hengtianmen has a monk in the early days of Jindan, surnamed Jin Minghuan, holding a magic weapon gathering heart furnace. This gathering heart furnace can best ignite people's heart, and when people fight, they can create short-term illusions, and they can sneak into one. Hit in.

This night, the heads of the five sects and the monks of Jindan are negotiating to eliminate the magic. Jin Huan suddenly fell into madness, and with bare eyes, wants to kill, and Xi’an, the head of Hengtianmen, united him and immediately sent him. People will come to Jun Yanzhi in the evening to treat Jin Huan. ”

- From the eighty-sixth chapter of "The Robbery of All Beings".

Then there was the scene of knocking on the door.

Jun Yan’s calmly draped the green shirt at the bedside.

There are four or five foundation-based disciples outside the door. The disciples who are headed are dressed well, and their manners are steady. Their age seems to be more than 30 years old. Their appearance is slightly ugly, but their temperament is extraordinary.

He simply said: "The name is Cui Ying, who is a big disciple of the head of the school." Without the response of Jun Yan, he sighed and said a few words with the voice and Jun Yan.

Wen Jing naturally knows what they are confessing, but only to see Cui Ying's attitude, things have been somewhat urgent.

"Well, let me see." Jun Yanzhi gently responded, and said to Wen Jing, "I will go back when I go."

"it is good."

He still has to wait for the magic to appear, and naturally he will not go forward.

Cui Ying led the way, leading Jun Yanzhi to the main peak of Hengtianmen, Siyang Mountain.

Xi Fang, Xiao Ran and others have already been waiting at the top of the mountain.

Jun Yanzhi glanced at the half-old Xu Niang in red, the style is still there, and the slender eyes seem to be cracked to the brow. It is the main palace of Shuiyue Palace.

The middle-aged man with a robes and a flat face with no expression on his face is the leader of the Red Maple, a true man.

The old man with white brow and long beard standing beside the mountain of the road is the head of the ancient mirror school, and the spring returns to the Taoist.

Others have some eyes, or Tao or vulgar, there are men and women, a total of more than a dozen people, or each whispered, or have a tasteful standing.

Xiao Ran is dressed in a white coat, and his age seems to be about 30. His face is elegant and elegant, but he can't see a trace of pride. He quickly swept through Jun Yanzhi with his inquiring eyes and said: "There is a temperament and an extraordinary appearance."

Jun Yanzhi bowed to the ceremony: "The disciples are waiting for your head, and the lord is commanding."

Xiao Ran said: "I know that you are extraordinary. If you can save the Golden Peak, I will not treat you with the Heaven Gate."

"The disciple tried his best."

Xiao Ran said again: "If you can't really save it, it's nothing to do, don't worry too much."

Jun Yan thanked and promised.

"Cui should take him there."

"Yes."

Jun Yanzhi followed Cui Ying and turned around to a quiet place in the mountains. There were four disciples waiting outside the door and in the room. When they saw the two, they didn't know how to react.

Jun Yanzhi said to Cui Ying: "I have to be calm and calm when I treat, please don't bother, please wait outside the door. I will come out once I have the result."

Cui Ying quickly greeted the disciples to withdraw, and closed the door for Jun Yan.

The man on the bed is about forty years old, with a prominent cheekbones and a sharp chin, like a malnourished sick scorpion. Jun Yanzhi placed a layer of enchantment in the room, sitting next to the man, sitting quietly and looking at him.

There was no light in the room and no window opening. Jun Yan was sitting in the dark like a sculpture, motionless.

I don't know how long it took, the man on the bed made a loud noise. Hey, sat up with his head.

"You are... who?" Jin Huan woke up from a coma, his head still a little unconscious, but the look of the young man next to him made him feel uncomfortable. The kind of gaze is not like looking at a person, but looking at the same dead thing, like staring at a chicken who is struggling to die, not only has no help, but also takes him to drink.

This man has hatred with him?

Jin Huan’s hand lifted slightly and sank his face: “Who are you?”

If the words are not finished, the blood of the whole body will be boiled by the fire, and the screams of the ghosts will come from the ears. How many souls of his own hands will become entities, and they will be thrown at him, biting and screaming on him. His throat made a "squeaky" sound, and his eyes slowly turned red, as if he had to fall into a ruin.

However, this only lasted for a moment, and Jin Huan felt that she was awake.

He looked at the young man in front of his sweat, and finally he understood the situation and whispered: "You, you are a magician."

Jun Yan’s faint nodded nodded: “You have my blood in your body. I just need to move my thoughts, you can just be like you just, never woke up.”

"How do you let me drink your blood?" Jin Huan's face was pale and unconsciously trembled. Since he was a father, he rarely eats and drinks water. How does this magic repair make him drink blood? His voice sank: "You have a **** fog in the air?"

Jun Yanzhi did not answer. Although the blood fog is wonderful, it is difficult to control. Jin Huan lived in a remote place, and he could not be sure that Jin Huan would **** his blood. This is not a good idea.

Jin Huan quickly calmed down: "What do you want me to do?"

"I just want to know what happened to the tragedy of Hengyang Palace in the past, for what." Jun Yanzhi stood up and looked at him condescendingly.

Jin Huan suddenly looked up, the bones creaked, and there seemed to be some unbelief and fear in his tone: "Who are you?"

"You don't need to know who I am, I just want to know why Hengyang Palace was destroyed."

Jin Huan looked at him suspiciously. It seems that the age is in his twenties, and he can control the demons with blood as a medium. This kind of cultivation must be practiced for at least a few hundred years, unless it is born...

Thinking of this, Jin Huan’s lips trembled and blurted out incredulously.

"You are the son of Yunjia, Yun Shaoyi!"

Jun Yanzhi’s lips are not spoken.

After a long time, he said faintly: "Do you still say it?"

Jin Huanzhen lowered his head: "I don't want to say it, but when I was half-killed, I suddenly lost my mind in my mind. When I woke up, I was no longer in Hengyang Palace."

Jun Yanzhi’s face is blue: “Why are you going to Hengyang Palace to kill? Have a hatred?”

"If I told you, would you let me live?"

The emotion of Jun Yan is stabilized: "You tell me what I remembered that year, I will let you not die."

"Don't die, I'm afraid I can't live." Jin Huanxin was ashamed, and his eyes suddenly showed a trace of desolateness. 2k novel reading network