Sun Xinyue took the lead and walked out.

At this time, Zheng Xuan wanted to speak and shouted: "Xiao Gongzi......"

Xiao Chen glanced at her and said lightly: "Your task is complete, and when I finish dealing with this matter, I will pay you!"

"I didn't mean that, I mean...... Can you show mercy to Xinyue's subordinates, she is just being used. ”

In fact, Zheng Xuan still hasn't understood what is going on, but she vaguely guesses that things are not so simple.

It can be seen from Sun Xinyue's words and expressions that her master Ma Yi must be an extremely powerful character.

But Xiao Chen also has absolute confidence, otherwise he would not have taken the initiative to find Sun Xinyue's master.

If the two fight, Sun Xinyue will definitely be implicated.

"I can only say as much as possible, but there are no guarantees, it depends. If a person is sincere in seeking death, no one can stop him!"

Xiao Chen left a message and left with Xiao Yingxue.

"Xiao Xuan, he ...... Who are they?" Zhou Sheng asked weakly.

"Get out of here, it's all your fault!"

Zheng Xuan was in a bad mood and pushed Zhou Sheng away.

After thinking about it, she picked up her mobile phone and called her father Zheng An.

......

The moon is in the sky.

On the outskirts of Johor Bahru City, on a hill far away from the beaten track, there is an ordinary old-fashioned house.

In the courtyard of the house, a black-faced Taoist priest in his thirties and a young man in Taoist clothes were meditating with their eyes closed, absorbing the essence of the moon at night.

But the young man in Taoist clothes was obviously a little absent-minded, squinting his eyes and peeking at the black-faced Taoist priest from time to time, as if he wanted to sneak away while the black-faced Taoist priest was not paying attention.

"Fan Yu, what are you going to do?"

The black-faced Taoist priest stopped practicing, opened his eyes, and stared at the young man with an indifferent expression.

"Master, that ......" Fan Yu wanted to speak and stopped.

"Do you want to see your junior sister?"

"Today is my sister's birthday!"

"So what?" said the black-faced Taoist priest coldly, "You shouldn't have forgotten the meaning of her existence, right?"

Fan Yu was slightly stunned and hesitated: "Master, do we really want to do that to our junior sister?"

"Cruel?" the black-faced Taoist priest sneered, "The cultivation method I taught you is not comparable to ordinary martial arts, and you have to fight with people, the earth, and the sky. If you are bound by the rules of worldly morality, you will never be able to do anything. ”

Hearing this, Fan Yu took a breath and asked, "Master, can we really live forever if we cultivate to the end?"

"Of course, but in today's world, cultivation resources are too scarce, so we must take some extreme measures to improve our cultivation. Your junior sister has a special physique, and she is an excellent candidate for the furnace. ”

"That'...... Senior sister becomes a furnace ding, will she die after being picked up by us?"

"It depends, but even if she doesn't die, if the essence of her body is taken by us, she will become not like a human being, and a ghost is not like a ghost, and you will still like her at that time?"

Fan Yu subconsciously made up the picture in his head, and couldn't help but shudder.

He does have some liking for Sun Xinyue, but if Sun Xinyue loses her beauty and is still made up by the master, then what are you going to do?

"Master, those who achieve great things are not informal, I understand!" Fan Yu seemed to have made up his mind.

"It's good to understand!"

The underworld priest smiled with relief.

But soon, he frowned again.

"What's wrong, Master?" Fan Yu wondered.

"Your junior sister is back!" said the black-faced Taoist priest with a solemn expression.

"Sister, how is that possible? She's not throwing a celebratory party with her friends?"

"It's not just your junior sister, but also two outsiders. The black-faced Taoist priest sneered, "It seems that they have kidnapped your junior sister. ”

"What?" Fan Yu exclaimed, "What should I do?"

"What's the panic, it's just two clowns who jump off the beam!" said the black-faced young man disdainfully.

"Yes, yes, there is a master, whoever comes, he will come and go!"

Fan Yu secretly said that his mentality was still too bad, and he couldn't calm down when he encountered something.

"Are you so confident?"

With a sneer, Xiao Chen, Xiao Yingxue and Sun Xinyue stepped into the house.

"Master, Senior Brother!" Sun Xinyue hurriedly ran to the black-faced Taoist priest and Fan Yu, and said with tears in her eyes, "I was bullied, you have to avenge me." ”

"Xinyue, don't be afraid, there is a senior brother here!" Fan Yu comforted.

The black-faced Taoist priest glanced at Sun Xinyue, then his eyes fell on Xiao Chen and Xiao Yingxue, and asked indifferently, "Dare to ask why Your Excellency is holding my apprentice hostage?"

"Apprentice?" Xiao Chen sneered, "Isn't it Luding?"

When the black-faced Taoist priest heard this, his expression changed slightly, and his heart was even more horrified.

He originally thought that Xiao Chen was just a strong martial artist, so he could coerce Sun Xinyue, but now it seems that this is not the case.

How could a warrior possibly understand the meaning of the word furnace ding?

"Master, he's talking nonsense, isn't he? There's no furnace at all, right?" Sun Xinyue looked at the black-faced Taoist priest with a hint of anticipation.

The black-faced Taoist priest smiled at her and said, "Of course he is talking nonsense, don't you know what the master and senior brother are doing to you?"

"That's right, Xinyue, do you believe an outsider and don't believe us?" Fan Yu also said.

"Well, I believe in Master and Senior Brother!" Sun Xinyue nodded seriously.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen shook his head and sighed: "Zheng Xuan still spoke for you when he left, in vain!"

Sun Xinyue was indeed deceived by Fan Yu and the others, but now that she has told her the truth, she herself is still obsessed, no wonder anyone.

"Master, kill him quickly!" Sun Xinyue couldn't listen at all, full of hatred for Xiao Chen.

"You guys stand back first!"

The black-faced Taoist priest waved his hand and asked Fan Yu and Sun Xinyue to step back and face Xiao Chen alone.

"You're going to deal with me alone, are you sure?" Xiao Chen sneered.

The black-faced Taoist priest pondered for a moment and said, "Friend, in fact, we have no grievances or hatreds, and we don't necessarily have to live and die against each other!"

"It's okay, as long as you roll that sheepskin to me, and then destroy yourself, I'll spare your life. Xiao Chen said lightly.

"Parchment rolls?" the black-faced Taoist priest's expression changed suddenly, and he asked, "Who are you?"

"About fifty years ago, you killed an old man who robbed tombs for a living in the Demon Capital, and robbed him of a parchment scroll. You won't forget this incident, right?" Xiao Chen stared at the black-faced Taoist priest with cold eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My master is only in his thirties this year, what was it fifty years ago?"

Fan Yu couldn't help but scold, thinking that Xiao Chen's brain must have burned out, in this Arabian Nights.

"Are you sure your master is only thirty years old?" Xiao Chen glanced at Fan Yu and said lightly, "Didn't your master tell you that he used to practice in Ziyun Temple, and his original name was Ma Zhenghua?"

Fan Yu said coldly: "I know all this, Master told me!"

"Really?" Xiao Chen smiled inexplicably, "Then did he tell you that he also has a Dao name, called Yun Zhen?"

"Yun Zhen?" Fan Yu was slightly stunned.

"Yun Zhen, that's my Taishi Uncle Ancestor, don't fool the public with this gossip!"

The black-faced Taoist priest was faintly angry, and in his eyes, killing intent flashed.

No matter who Xiao Chen is and knows his secret, it is impossible to let him leave alive today.

(End of chapter)