Bian Xu suddenly thrust a bar horizontally and asked, "Then how do you think the blood debt will be repaid?"

His tone was unceremonious, almost a tit-for-tat question, and there was silence in the field.

Ji Qianli was silent for a while, then said word by word: "Brother Bian, people cannot be resurrected from the dead, and they fall into paranoia, which is not good for cultivation. You should feel it."

Bian Xu was stabbed in the sore spot by him, and his face twitched fiercely.

However, Han Yuan laughed and said, "I'll pay for your life."

Tang Zhen's eyes narrowed when he heard the words, and he fell on Han Yuan. He said slowly, "Han Yuan, monks need to be cautious in their words and deeds. Sometimes what you say can't be taken back. You have to think about it before you say it."

Han Yuan's words were not necessarily out of his heart, he may just be a habitual provocation for a moment, but Tang Zhen's warning is not necessarily out of his mouth, Han Yuan's inner demon is trapped in "being at the mercy of others". , I have no choice but to listen to the words, the most inciting generals and threats. When Tang Zhen asked this question, maybe he would really be able to swear by the sky to pay for his life!

Cheng Qian groaned in his heart. Although he didn't want to speculate about Tang Zhen's intentions with suspicion, he felt a little awkward in his heart.

Yan Zhengming: "Shh, it's fine, just watch."

Before he could finish his words, Han Yuan had already made an oath gesture and was about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed. He seemed to be frozen in place. He opened his mouth a few times without making a sound.

Cheng Qian put the True Yuan Condensation on his eyes, and saw that Han Yuan's body seemed to be covered with a layer of water film, wrapping him tightly. beads".

Sure enough... When Han Yuan was trapped on the ruins of the Ten Square Array, the senior brother wished he could be covered with hail every day, how could he be kind enough to prepare him to avoid water droplets?

Yan Zhengming whispered: "That's the 'oath avoidance bead', put it on your body for an hour, and you can't make an oath for three days - I'm afraid he will talk nonsense."

This kind of weird and useless thing is Li Yun's masterpiece.

Yan Zhengming frowned and said to himself, "What happened to Tang Zhen? Did you take the wrong medicine?"

After such an interruption, Ji Qianli finally seized the opportunity and said to Bian Xu: "Your Xuanwu Hall is located in the extreme northern icefield, separated from the southern border by 108,000 miles, so naturally there is nothing to worry about, but I don't know that the Xuanwu Hall is in charge of the Central Plains. Woolen cloth?"

While he was talking, he raised his hand and pointed at the little ghost figure in the air. The ghost figure was agitated by his strength and rushed forward. Several monks who were close hurriedly got up to dodge.

This old man of the White Tiger Villa, either does not show up, and it is so tricky to show up.

But no one dared to say this in person, it was one of the Four Saints.

Ji Qianli said loudly: "I said the blood oath is as follows, first, to arrest the Central Plains for the chaotic demon repair and the soul-devouring lamp, the dragon must do everything it can, otherwise it will make a tenfold backlash, and second, seize the devourer After the soul lamp, the demon dragon must be restrained in the southern border, guarding the entrance for life, and never leave the southern border for half a step, otherwise he will be attacked ten times; A five-hundred-year prison sentence, unless the death and longevity cannot be interrupted, will be met with tenfold backlash; fourth, the demon dragon must not indiscriminately kill innocent people, refine magic weapons, accept apprentices, or grant karma, otherwise it will be thundered by the sky. Chop, you can't die."

He waved his hand after he finished speaking, and the gossip plate that had witnessed the blood oath flew straight into his palm. Ji Qianli glanced at the surroundings with a smile, and said, "The blood oath was mentioned by me, the magic dragon is from the Fuyao sect, I need to ask Sect Master Yan to represent the sect to swear with me, and if anyone shows favoritism towards the Demon Dragon in the future, his sect will decline and his bloodline will be cut off—you must have no opinion, right?"

Everyone didn't dare to say anything, but they were stunned by his series of "ten times backlash" and "strike by thunder".

Ji Qianli was the first to draw a drop of blood from his fingertips and sank straight into the tray, then stretched out his hand to hold it, and the tray flew straight towards the big plane tree.

Everyone held their breath for a while, only to see the gossip disk circling the dense canopy of the plane tree for a long time, and suddenly caught by a hand, Yan Zhengming, who was hidden in the canopy, pushed aside the branches and took a deep look at Ji Qianli on the high platform. A drop of blood was dropped on the gossip plate - Fuyao sent an oath.

Tang Zhen saw the gossip pan flying towards Han Yuan, and was about to reach out to stop it: "Sect Master Yan should think about it carefully..."

But before he finished speaking, the gossip plate had already bypassed Han Yuan.

The moment Fuyao sent the oath, Han Yuan had the oath sign on his body.

Han Yuan stared at the sign, and the whole person was stunned.

This……

For a long time, the head senior brother did not expel him from the division, and he was still a man of Fuyao!

At this moment, Han Yuan didn't have the slightest resentment that he was forced to take the oath. He suddenly looked up at Yan Zhengming in the canopy, his lips trembled slightly, and he was speechless.

Tang Zhen's face changed - the blood oath has been made.

Cheng Qian sighed inwardly, and his heart was empty and calm.

For his own personal vendetta, Han Yuan has ruined life on earth. It is impossible to expose the past without anyone else. If he makes a huge mistake, he will pay a huge price, and no one can protect him.

Otherwise, let alone those enemy creditors who do not agree, even the karma of heaven will not sit idly by.

Allowing him to live to atone for his sins is already an open side. Whether it is locked in Fuyao Mountain or making him guard the southern border, it is already the best result.

The positions of Fuyao Mountain and Baihu Mountain Villa have been decided, and the others have nothing to say, so they stepped forward and added their testimony on the blood oath plate.

After sunset, the matter settled.

When everyone was about to leave, Ji Qianli threw the apprentices of the villa aside and walked over to Cheng Qian. He looked at Cheng Qian up and down and said, "Long time no see, there is progress and a future."

Cheng Qian: "Master Ji."

"Ji Qianli" smiled and said, "I don't call it 'several thousand miles', I was teasing you last time - don't blame me for locking up your junior brother?"

The name of the owner of the White Tiger Villa is Shang Wannian, and everyone knows it except for a few people who don't hear things outside the window—such as Cheng Qian.

Cheng Qian lowered his head slightly: "How dare you."

The owner of Shang Zhuang glanced at him and smiled: "The water is muddy, and naturally some people want to fish. When the picture is poor, naturally some people want to find a dagger. I think things will change. You have to be careful."

When he said this, he looked down at the place where the blood oath mark on his hand was hidden, and smiled slyly: "But then it has nothing to do with us old guys."

Cheng Qian was taken aback.

Shang Wannian brought a bit of familiar madness again, and he hummed in a singing voice: "After I die, who cares about the flood."

After finishing speaking, Shang Wannian suddenly stepped forward and almost bumped into Cheng Qian. He grabbed Cheng Qian's chest, his bottomless eyes like two black wells, without blinking. Look at Cheng Qian.

Then, a sense of consciousness disappeared into Cheng Qian's eyebrows.

Cheng Qian heard his divine sense and said: "I heard that Qiankun was disguised as a piece of spiritual jade in the early years and wandered in the rivers and lakes. No one should recognize it, and I don't know why it fell into your hands. Since it is destiny... Sigh... , don't let anyone know that listening to the universe is in your hands, remember."

His posture was too ambiguous, and the next moment, a hand came in out of thin air, pulled Cheng Qian back, and gently pushed Shang Wannian away.

Yan Zhengming retracted his claws, straightened his sleeves as if nothing had happened, and said expressionlessly, "Hello, Zhuangzhu, please respect yourself."

Cheng Qian: "..."

That is to say, the inexplicable ear on the back of his hand really is "listening to the universe", Cheng Qian frowned, he really didn't tell anyone, but he mentioned it to Tang Zhen once that day, would Tang Zhen suspect anything?

Cheng Qian didn't have many friends, and Tang Zhen was one of them. When he asked him to speculate on his former friends like this, he suddenly felt as if a pool of cold and sticky mud was pressing on his chest, and he couldn't breathe.

Cheng Qian: "The village owner stays..."

He was about to ask what "Listen to Qiankun" was, when Shang Wannian took two steps back, raised a finger to his mouth, and gave him a "silent" gesture.

Then, the old madman pointed to his eyes, then pointed to his ears, and finally pointed to his mouth, and shook his head three times in a row - don't look, don't listen, don't speak.

When he was done, he lowered his head, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face, turned around and put his hands behind his back, strode towards Han Yuan, and said, "That little friend Han, you can come down from the ten-square formation, I won't invite you today. Zi Lai, I will follow you back to Fuyao Mountain for a temporary stay. We will leave in two days. You and I will go down to the middle of Shu and return to the southern border. Alas, don't hold your face. Since this matter started because of you, I will let you clean up now. Justified."

Yan Zhengming's eyebrows almost flew off his face, and he muttered gloomily, "Uninvited guest, do I agree?"

Shang Wannian's "hahaha" laughter came from a distance, just in response to his words.

Yan Zhengming sternly came down, glanced at Cheng Qian, who was very worried, and the puddle, who was not in the state, grabbed Cheng Qian's wrist, and said sternly, "Go."

Shuideng followed reluctantly, looking quite beautiful, and said happily, "Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, can you go home now?"

Yan Zhengming was too lazy to care about her, and asked Cheng Qian in a low voice, "What does Tang Zhen mean? Xiao Qian, has he mentioned it to you?"

Cheng Qian frowned, and the boss felt a lump in his heart: "He told me that he wanted to save Han Yuan and detain him on Fuyao Mountain."

Puddle: "Wouldn't that be nice?"

"Damn, he means this," Yan Zhengming said, "Didn't you hear it? He also means 'If this person can't stay on Fuyao Mountain, he will kill the insurance'."

Cheng Qian's hand swept over the scabbard of Frostblade, until the last moment when the evidence was conclusive and the truth was revealed, he was willing to forgive Tang Zhen for all his concealment, and did not want to suspect anything about him.

Although a gentleman's relationship is not very close, he must have a minimum trust, but at this time he has to admit that the senior brother is right.