Feng Ci once thought that Pei Qianyue had already guessed his identity, but he never thought that Pei Qianyue would actually use this method to verify it.

But after thinking about it, this is indeed Pei Qianyue's style of affairs.

Just like in the secret realm under the roots of the banyan tree, he guessed that Feng Ci was not his original body, and wanted to know whether he was a friend or an enemy.

After a calculation, used it twice in such a short period of time, but Feng Ci stepped in twice.

I really don't know whether to say that Pei Qianyue has pinpointed people's hearts accurately, or Fengci is too soft-hearted.

The earth suddenly trembled, and Feng Ci looked up.

Linxiantai is located at the highest point of Langfeng City, and can overlook the entire sect. So, he saw in the distance, one after another black mist flew from nowhere, swept through the void, and scattered all over the sect. The black mist dissipated, and there were people inside.

No, that might not count as a "person".

The "person" that came out of the black fog was twice as long as an adult man, and he was wearing armor with a black hood covering his face, which looked quite creepy.

As soon as they raised their hands, a thick iron chain sprang out from the thick ink-like black robes, and instantly buckled the neck of the cultivator who had lost his power on the ground.

Xiao walked quickly to Linxiantai.

These armored people in the black mist were the soldiers that Pei Qianyue had prepared for a long time, and usually hid in the underground of Langfeng City.

Today, he obeyed Pei Qianyue's orders, waited for the underground, waited for the big formation to start, and then released the soldiers.

Now that the rebels have been captured, they will only be dealt with when they report back to the city lord.

He was still thinking about business in his mind, and all of this, when he walked up to Linxiantai, it turned into a blank moment.

hair... what happened?

The atmosphere on Linxiantai was so solemn as if the air was still, but Xiao looked not far away, knelt down on the ground of his own city lord, and stood in front of him Feng Ci, subconsciously raised his sleeves and rubbed his eyes.

At that moment, the first reaction in his mind turned out to be, did he have some kind of illusion?

should not.

He had been hiding in the underground of Langfeng City just now, so there should be no illusion machine.

Xiao was a little dazed, and he didn't even know if he should kneel down with the city lord.

The boy holding Meizhi looked at him, and the corner of his mouth raised a smile that was not a smile: "Well prepared."

This is obviously not what Xiao said.

Because then, he saw the young man threw the plum branch and leaned down towards Pei Qianyue.

Feng Ci raised his hand and gently wiped away the blood on Pei Qianyue's side face with his fingertips.

The action was a little gentle.

What he said was cold, even a little cruel.

"It doesn't like to be deceived either." Feng Ci held that handsome face, his eyes oozing blood from his eyes, to the blood stains on his side face, and then to the pair of blood-stained red and sharp lips, In a low voice, "So there will be no next time, Pei Qianyue."

After that, Feng Ci turned around and wanted to leave, but was caught by Pei Qianyue's sleeve.

His fingertips were also stained with blood, and Yin Fengci was light blue on his sleeves, like falling plums.

"Lord—" Before Pei Qianyue called out in a low voice, he was interrupted by Feng Ci.

"Didn't the Lord of the City say that you don't like being touched?" Feng Ci glanced and grabbed his sleeves and sneered, "It's a coincidence, I don't like it either."

After he finished speaking, he simply tugged his sleeves neatly, turning into a sword shadow and disappearing onto Xiantai.

Xiao Queren was already dumbfounded.

Pei Qianyue didn't get up in a hurry, he turned his head slightly and faced the direction where the sword shadow left. Xiao Que also followed and noticed that it was the direction of the Back Mountain Disciple Court.

It was not until the sword shadow disappeared that Pei Qianyue raised his hand and brushed his fingertips across his face.

The face that had long and thin scars was now bright and clean, and there was no trace left.

When Feng Ci just touched him, he helped him heal.

Pei Qianyue suddenly laughed in a low voice.

Langfeng City Lord has always been cold-blooded and ruthless. Most of the time, he hides his emotions very well, so that others can't see his joy and anger, and when he serves by his side, he can only tremble and walk on thin ice.

It's not that he didn't laugh, he laughs, always accompanied by ridicule, contempt, and even danger.

It has never been like today.

is pleasure.

It's that from the heart... pleasure.

The main hall of Langfeng City.

The faint candlelight danced, making the faces of the people in the hall extremely pale.

Above the main hall, there were more than a few monks kneeling, with heavy chains around their necks, and their backs were slightly bent. The golden "color" symbol on the chain beating, that is a spell that can suppress the spiritual power, even if it stimulates the slightest spiritual power, it will cause the body to burn in pain.

——All the people who besieged Pei Qianyue in Linxiantai before.

Wen Huaiyu sat aside, with a chain around her neck, her face pale as paper.

At his feet was Cheng Chao's blood-soaked corpse. The old man's face still had the expression of horror when he died, and his azure blue robe was dyed a deep black "color".

An uneasy atmosphere spread across the hall.

"Xuanyue Sword Sect."

The host in front of him suddenly opened, and in the hall, a young man in his 20s trembled all over, and the chain between his neck made a crisp sound.

Pei Qianyue didn't care, and continued to call, "Cang Yanzong."

"Thunder Sect."

"Falling Flower Gate."

"Liuguang Mountain."

Every time he mentioned a name, one or several people in the hall trembled with fear, and the only sound of suppressed and cramped breathing could be heard in the dark hall.

Pei Qianyue said: "Since the establishment of the Immortal Alliance, in addition to the six sects, there are 22 other sects. This time, the six sects account for two, and the 22 sects account for nearly half of them."

He spoke slowly, and his voice was a little hoarse, but not deep.

The tone sounded a little brisk.

"...It seems that you have a lot of opinions on this alliance leader."

No one answered.

These cultivators in the field are some of the top experts in the rebel sects, and even half of them are the masters of the faction. But at this moment, none of them dared to open, and there was a dead silence in the hall.

In fact, every time Pei Qianyue spoke in such a yin and yang manner, no one dared to respond to him except Feng Ci.

But Pei Qianyue was still very patient: "Tell me, what did you do that made you dissatisfied."

"...Sect Master Wen, come first."

Wen Huaiyu's eyes were downcast, and her face was even paler by the golden symbol on the chain: "Huaiyu just wants to get justice for the death of Wuya Gu Juehui's head and the more than eight injured disciples. ."

"Sect Master Wen has always been warm-hearted." Pei Qianyue nodded and said, "As for the head of the Danyang faction, it is indeed a killer."

"Jehui, the head of the Danyang Sect, has been in close contact with Lingxiao Sect all the year round. He has even discussed several times to secretly rebel, and he wants to get rid of the seat and then hurry up. Is it wrong to kill the seat?" Pei Qianyue paused and asked again, "Or Said, only Sect Master Wen can put Langfeng City to "insert" the inner response, and the seat can't do it?"

Wen Huaiyu lowered her eyes and did not answer.

Pei Qianyue said, "Bring it here."

The door of the main hall was pushed open, and the sound of heavy footsteps and chains dragging on the ground came first.

After a while, a tall soldier dragged a chain and appeared in front of everyone.

At the end of the chain, a person was dragged.

The visitor's hair has been scattered, covering his face and making it hard to see his expression. He was also wearing the uniform robe of Langfeng City, and the blue-colored robe was covered with bloodstains. The soldiers dragged him to the front of the hall, picked up the chains, and then "exposed" that embarrassed face.

"It seems that the soldiers treated you a little rudely," Pei Qianyue said calmly, "Elder Commandment."

The precept elder seemed to be seriously injured, and his breath was already weak. After hearing this, he suddenly opened his eyes and glared at Pei Qianyue: "Pei, Qian, Yue!"

He opened his arms and seemed to want to pounce on Pei Qianyue. In the next second, the golden talisman flashed between the necks of the precept elders, and he coughed up blood.

Wen Huaiyu looked away and closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to see what was going to happen next.

"The precept elders and the rebel army should cooperate with each other, destroy the Langfeng City forbidden air formation, and were captured on the spot by the seat." Pei Qianyue said leisurely, "The precept elder, you have been in charge of the commandment gate rules in Langfeng City for more than 300 years, tell the seat, What is the crime of betraying the teacher's sect?"

"Betrayal?" Elder Commandment spat out blood and sneered, "This old man has never betrayed his master, if it wasn't for you—if it wasn't for you, who came to Langfeng City three hundred years ago, and 'bewitched' senior brother with a magic trick, let him Before you die, I will pass on the position of the city master to you - what qualifications do you have to sit in this position, and what qualifications do you have to represent Langfeng City!"

"Don't pass it on to the seat?"

Pei Qianyue gave a low laugh: "If you don't pass it on to the seat, is it possible that it will be passed on to you to cast a poisonous curse on him, causing him to be seriously injured while defending the enemy, and eventually die of treatment... Junior Brother?"

The pupils of the precept elders suddenly shrank.

He stood up, walked down the steps in front of the main hall, and came to the elders of the precepts: "The former city owner of Langfeng City, Rongji Jianzun, is a pure and kind person. In the past, Rongji once saved Zuo's life, and in return, Zuo agreed to a request from him. Do you want to guess what the precept elders are?"

Elder Commandment looked at Pei Qianyue in a daze, and suddenly his whole body began to tremble violently.

Pei Qianyue said lightly: "He wants to agree to leave you in Langfeng City. If you don't mind, he will keep you alive."

"No... can't..." Elder Commandment was trembling all over, and his heart was shaking, causing the golden charm on the chain around his neck to flicker constantly, "I never wanted to kill him, I just wanted to... Master He has always been in his eyes, he is the city lord, and he is also admired by the people... I just want... I just want him to abdicate, I don't know when I met a strong enemy, I don't know—"

He seemed to have suddenly remembered something, looked up at Pei Qianyue, and shouted: "It's you! Brother said at the time that he was going to Lingwu Mountain to pay homage to the ancestor Qianqiu, and when he encountered the enemy, you were the only one in the field. All of this is your own words! It's you, it's you—"

Always silent, Wen Huaiyu suddenly raised her eyes.

The precept elders did not say any more.

Because the chain around his neck suddenly tightened.

The chain, like a snake, quickly climbed up his neck and limbs, the elder discipline's face quickly flushed red, and there was a terrifying sound from the bones between the neck after being squeezed.

After a while, the chains loosened, and Elder Discipline fell to the ground lightly.

There is no breath.

"Langfeng city gate rules, those who betray the master's gate will be sentenced to death, and their bones will be thrown into ashes." Pei Qianyue said lightly, "Take it away."

The soldiers dragged the corpse that had just died, turned and left the hall.

Pei Qianyue said, "You have heard some grievances within the faction, so what do you want to do next?"

Naturally, no one dared to accept this.

But Pei Qianyue seemed to be in a good mood today. He wasn't annoyed, but said leisurely, "Then put it another way, do you want to live...or die?"

"Pei Qianyue!" In the darkness, someone finally opened. A middle-aged man dressed in purple struggled to stand up and shouted: "You are cruel, kill innocent people indiscriminately, and Luohuamen will never surrender—"

His voice stopped abruptly.

The sound of skeleton squeezing sounded in the hall, accompanied by Pei Qianyue's cold voice: "Luohuamen... very good. Starting today, Luohuamen will be expelled from the Immortal League, and all Luohuamen disciples will be executed tonight. , the rest of the disciples in the sect have all abandoned their roots, and will not be allowed to enter the cultivation world again in this life."

As soon as his voice fell, the hall finally ceased to be silent.

"The city owner spares his life, Glazed Mountain is willing to surrender!"

"Thunder Sect, willing to surrender!"

"Xuanyue Sword Sect, willing to submit!"

...

The head of Luohuamen slumped to the ground, and all the other nine immortals expressed their stance, but Pei Qianyue had no reason, but tilted his head slightly.

Facing Wen Huaiyu again.

"Sect Master Wen, how about you?" Pei Qianyue asked.

In the darkness, Wen Huaiyu closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "In the future of the Qingjing Sect... all will be dispatched by the leader of the alliance."

The crowd dispersed, and only Pei Qianyue was left in the main hall.

Xiao walked in quickly.

"City Lord, according to your instructions, I have injected Life Soul Gu into all of you... seniors. Once he regenerates his heart in the future, his spiritual consciousness will dissipate and his body will explode." Xiao Que said.

Pei Qianyue responded lightly.

His figure was hidden in the darkness, but Xiao looked up and was shocked when he saw that he had untied the black silk in front of him.

Since Pei Qianyue's eyes were injured many years ago, he has rarely removed the black silk covering his eyes in front of others.

His eyes are photophobic, and without the shield, it is tantamount to exposing his weakness to others.

Xiao Que Zhang wanted to say something, but saw Pei Qianyue reach into his arms, took out a strip of blood-stained "color", and tied it to his eyes.

Xiao Que: "..."

The strip of cloth was cut from the clothes of the disciples in Langfeng City. It had already lost its spiritual power, and it was scratched at the edge in the previous fight, showing a faint bloody color.

Also don't despise.

Xiao didn't dare to speak, and stood aside to wait for Pei Qianyue to tie the cloth, only to hear him say again: "Another one is added to the ban on poisonous poisons. If you see something in Linxiantai today, you must not reveal half a sentence."

Naturally, Feng Ci used his sword energy to kill Cheng Chao and save Pei Qianyue.

Linxiantai is the highest point of Langfeng City, a distance from the main hall and square of Qianshan. Today Fengci used that sword energy, although it was strong, it was far away, and no one else knew what happened.

Really know the whole story, and witnessed the shocking sword of the ancestor Qianqiu, except for the remaining monks in the field.

Even Xiao Que could only guess from the attitude of the two.

Xiao did not dare to ask any more questions, and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

Pei Qianyue stood up, and when he got up, he didn't know where the injury was affected, and his body froze slightly.

"City Lord, you are hurt..."

The demon prisoner talisman directly injured the primordial spirit of the demon clan. In addition, Cheng Chao's attack was extremely ruthless. Although Pei Qianyue was not obvious on his face, his injuries were not light.

Xiao Que hurriedly greeted him: "This disciple will heal the city lord."

Pei Qianyue didn't move, and suddenly asked, "Does the seat look badly injured?"

Xiao was stunned by his question.

That is the Lingxiaomen prison demon talisman. I don't know how many monsters have died in the magic circle over the years. Even if Pei Qianyue has cultivated a great demon for three thousand years, if he stays in the magic circle for another hour and a half, I am afraid there will be a danger of being lost.

Xiao didn't understand why he asked, but still said: "The prison demon rune array is not small, and the city lord's injury should not be delayed."

Pei Qianyue seemed very satisfied with this answer.

He chuckled softly and said lightly, "Very good."

After Feng Ci left Linxiantai, Yu Jian returned directly to the Outer Sect Disciple's Academy.

The group of disciples in the disciple's courtyard who didn't participate in the war didn't know what happened to the front mountain, so Feng Ci went back to their own courtyard without any obstruction.

Feng Ci was very angry at Pei Qianyue's bastard tonight.

In order to prevent himself from raising his sword and hitting that brat out of anger, he asked to go back to the house to meditate, and by the way, he calmed himself down.

When woke up again, the sky was already bright.

Fengci's anger came and went quickly. After meditating all night, his anger disappeared.

Pei Qianyue showed his true self in front of him, but it wasn't a big deal.

Even if these things didn't happen last night, Feng Ci would find an opportunity to confess to him. What annoyed him the most was that this bastard didn't care about his body at all, and even used wind words to test him out.

But in the final analysis, that bastard is now able to do so well, most of it is because he left when he was young, and he neglected discipline for so many years, which has caused that bastard to grow up and crooked.

Although it was not too late, Feng Ci felt that it was necessary for Pei Qian to talk better.

Thinking so, he rolled over to the bed and opened the door.

A figure in a mysterious robe knelt straight in front of his door.

There was a lot of snow in Langfeng City last night. Pei Qianyue didn't use his spiritual power to keep out the cold. Snow covered his hair and robes, making his face even paler.

Hearing the door opening, Pei Qianyue raised his head slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but Kai kept his voice low and coughed first.

Wind Ci: "..."

Does this bastard know he's still hurt?

Feng Ci sucked in the cold air in the morning after the snow, only to feel that he finally suppressed his anger and came up again.