Xie Yun was silent for a moment, then suddenly accused: "How come you are so familiar with Silver Moon Sect?"

Ying Baiye: "..."

Why do you look jealous?

Ying Baiye pushed Xie Yun's finger away: "The Yinyue Sect is probably more famous in the Demon Dao than the first power of the Righteous Dao—when the Yinyue Sect was still the Hidden Moon Sect, no one knew about the Demon Dao. After all..."

Ying Baiye smiled lightly: "The Silver Moon Sect is a sect that is no different from the Yuhuan Sect."

Take off the skins of these righteous monks, and the naked/naked souls underneath are not much different from those of the devil.

Xie Yun turned his head and took in the sobbing monks around him. After a while, he said, "Compared to Yu Huanzong? Then you really think highly of these children."

They have been to the Devil's Way for the sake of the ten thousand curses. Naturally, Ying Baiye would not take Xie Yun to visit the Yuhuan Sect, but they have also seen people from the Yuhuan Sect - the outer disciples are often cauldrons, but the inner disciples are all Some ordinary magic cultivators who practice the secret method of Acacia.

These young disciples of Yinyue Sect can only be regarded as outer disciples of Yu Huan Sect.

Ying Baiye: "How do you say?"

Xie Yun always remembered the words of Cheng Anping back then, so he said, "These children are just no choice but to protect themselves. The inner disciples of Yu Huanzong are all bullies."

Ying Baiye's face showed a little sneer, but he didn't speak.

Although Jiaolong was dead, the conflict between the young master and the sect master frightened the monks of the Silver Moon Sect. They stood together holding hands at a loss, neither daring to talk to Lu Zhuoyu nor to return to the sect before the young master made a move. Door.

Lu Zhuoyu stood motionless at the door, blood dripping down her sleeve, and soon gathered into a small pool of blood at her feet.

She was born exceptionally beautiful, but her beauty was so extreme that she was afraid to approach her, with frosty eyebrows and blood on her clothes, like a ghost of Shura.

I don't know when, Nie Sha left Lu Zhuoyu and circled around Xie Yun curiously - Nie Sha sensed the breath of Chunshan falling.

Lu Zhuoyu walked towards Xie Yun. Where she walked, the monks of the Silver Moon Sect couldn't help but back away.

Lu Zhuoyu was accustomed to her own treatment. She stood in front of Xie Yun and said awkwardly for a moment, "Thank you."

Take advantage of it!

Xie Yun tapped the hilt of the sword happily with his fingers: "It's my duty."

Rong Cheng let go of the hand of the person beside him and walked in the direction of Lu Zhuoyu. Just after taking two steps, he was quickly grabbed by the round-faced monk beside him, and whispered, "Where are you going?!"

Rong Cheng raised his hand: "Send some medicine pills to the young master."

The round-faced monk said hard: "Young Master owns it! Don't go over there!"

Rong Cheng looked at the fear on the little sister's face and was slightly startled: "What's wrong?"

The round-faced cultivator twisted the corners of his clothes with his fingers: "Young, the young master is naturally a good person...but, but he has a bad temper...and he doesn't like us."

These furnaces, their cultivation bases are vain, and in the eyes of the young master, they have always been unsatisfactory burdens.

Rong Cheng smiled: "I want to go."

She broke free from the round-faced cultivator's hand, and under the round-faced cultivator's dumbfounded gaze, she walked to Lu Zhuoyu with two bottles of medicinal herbs and a clean and soft cloth.

"Little Lord."

Rong Cheng raised his hand, bent his eyes, and said with a smile, "Please wipe your face."

There was blood on the side of Lu Zhuoyu's neck, she put one hand on the side of her neck, stared at Rong Cheng for a while, then slowly stretched out her hand, took out the cloth towel, and said proudly, "Even if you please me, I will not accompany you to practice. , but I can teach you."

Her so-called "accompanying cultivation", of course, does not mean simply guiding cultivation.

Ying Baiye: "..."

Rong Cheng: "..."

The little girl stared blankly at Lu Zhuoyu.

Xie Yun showed a confused expression, he looked around blankly, seeing that the expressions of the two were the same, it seemed that only he could not understand the meaning of Master's words.

Xie Yun placed a sound barrier around the two of them, and asked Ying Baiye, "What are your expressions? She is the young master, shouldn't she guide her cultivation?"

Ying Baiye raised his eyebrows: "Did I forget to say it earlier? The Silver Moon Sect basically has a cauldron physique, only this young master is not."

Xie Yun clenched his hands tightly: or beat Master while he can beat him.

Ying Baiye said lightly, "Sects like Yinyue Sect, this young master is a sought-after object of attachment... But this little girl is brave enough to speak up."

Xie Yun held Yi Chi Xue's sword hilt, and looked puzzled: "What did you say? What did you just say?"

Is this really the Demon Venerable Ying Baiye, not the younger Ying Mingri?

When Ying Mingri met him in Feiyin City, his personality was much calmer than he is now. How can Ying Baiye be called a Demon Venerable now?

The person in front of him is more like a person who has been curled up in Ying Baiye's heart... Xiao Ying Baiye.

Indifferent, paranoid, unwilling to face the softness of his heart.

The day when his Ying Mingli really became a Demon Venerable, probably looked like a bright and bright moon, right?

Xie Yun finally realized the abnormality of this formation——

This must not be the deduction method mentioned by Wanzhu, because there is a master who is distracted, Ying Baiye who looks more immature, and Rong Cheng who has been thrown back hundreds of years ago.

When Xie Yun was distracted, a disciple of the Silver Moon Sect hurried up: "Young Master! Something happened! Dozens of monks died tragically in a small sect under our subordinates! They hope that the young master can do justice for them!"

The author has something to say: all black history

I didn't update much today...because to be honest, I'm a little afraid to write (covering my face), I have never played such a big game before...Seriously, you should see what I want to write, Lei's words are still running now in time.

This chapter reissues 40 red envelopes to everyone, bow.

Chapter 72 Sun, Moon and Night

The disciple who reported the letter was a disciple of the Foundation Establishment period, and Yu Jian rushed back. don't know if it was an emergency or a long way to go, but there was sweat on his forehead.