After Duan Qingyao left the Tianheng Sect, the Cunzhen True Monarch stepped down from the position of the Chilian Peak Master in front of all the True Monarchs of the Tianheng Sect, and invited himself to the Netherworld Abyss to be punished.

In the early years, Elder Baopu said that if any of his disciples accepted apprentices with bad conduct and damaged the prestige of the sect, he would even expel his own disciples from the sect.

Duan Qingyao was in trouble, and Cunzhen Zhenjun was also implicated by Elder Baopu, although he was exempted from the punishment of being expelled from the sect, but Cunzhen Zhenjun was no longer a disciple of Elder Baopu, at this time, Cunzhen Zhenjun invited himself to the Netherworld Abyss to accept punishment and no one stopped him.

Elder Baopu's words have always been the same, if the true monarch is not plastic, I am afraid that he will really be driven out of the sect at this time.

A sect's Yuanying Da has a pivotal position, and Cunzhen Zhenjun has just held a grand Yuanying ceremony, even if he wants to dispose of Cunzhen Zhenjun, he has to take care of the reputation of the Tianheng faction.

Cun Zhen Zhenjun returned to Chilian Peak for the handover matter, and went to the Netherworld Abyss early the next morning.

At the entrance of the Netherworld Abyss, a man stood with his hands in his hands, and the wind blowing from the bottom of the abyss made the green cloth robe of the man standing on the side flutter.

Seeing the familiar back, Cun Zhen Zhenjun suffocated his chest, paused, and finally walked over without flinching.

"Senior brother, why are you here?"

Hanxu Zhenjun turned around at this time, his face was still as indifferent as a hundred years ago, as if he had never changed for so many years.

Stretched out his hand and handed an object to Cun Zhen Zhenjun, "You brought this in, it was unintentionally thrown by the master to me a few days ago." ”

Cunzhen Zhenjun's gaze moved down, and he saw a sable cloak in Hanxu Zhenjun's hand. Suddenly, his eyes were hot, and this sable cloak was a low-grade spiritual weapon, specially designed to resist the demonic wind in the Netherworld, and it was one of Elder Baopu's most beloved magic weapons.

The cloak is very light, but in the eyes of Cunzhen Zhenjun, it has become an unbearable weight.

Hanxu Zhenjun saw that he only looked at the cloak and didn't speak, but his eyes slowly turned red, so he simply stuffed the cloak directly into his arms.

"Senior brother, there is one more thing I want to ask you, you must be honest with me. Your Plastic Baby Pill was given to you by Duan Qingyao? ”

Cun Zhen Zhenjun hugged the cloak in his arms tightly. Under the gaze of Hanxu Zhenjun, he nodded for a long time.

"Senior brother, I am ashamed of my master, in the future. You honor my teacher for me. ”

The Netherworld is unpredictable. Even if it is a primordial infant like Cun Zhen Zhenjun, I am afraid that he will have to die for a lifetime. Don't mention when you will come out, whether you can come out alive or not is another matter.

Hanxu Zhenjun looked at the back of Cunzhen Zhenjun as if he had suddenly aged for a hundred years, and he still couldn't help but say at the moment before he entered the Netherworld: "Back then. Suqing's business is not what I want. ”

Who knows, Cunzhen Zhenjun suddenly laughed, "Senior brother, I already knew, but I didn't want to believe it, so I couldn't see it." ”

is obviously a brother in the same sect, but the relationship is estranged, and Cun Zhen Zhenjun secretly has to worry about everything with Hanxu Zhenjun, just for an affair in his early years.

The plot is an old-fashioned plot, the woman is the senior sister of Hanxu Zhenjun and Cunzhen Zhenjun, Han Suqing has admired Hanxu Zhenjun for many years, and Hanxu Zhenjun is just the same love for Han Suqing, but their little brother Cunzhen Zhenjun is secretly in love with the senior sister, and the falling flowers are intentionally ruthless, and finally end up in the end of the song.

Although Han Suqing died, he left a pimple in Cunzhen Zhenjun's heart, making him fail to shape his baby for the first time, and he also regressed in his cultivation.

Han Xuan Zhenjun watched the figure of the True Monarch disappear at the entrance of the misty Netherworld Abyss, and then left.

A small bamboo peak with a thick peak.

Elder Baopu, the head of the sect, Lu Hongxiu, Xiao Zhe and Xiu Jin Zhenren were all waiting outside.

After a while, Hanxu Zhenjun and Ruoshui Zhenjun came out of the inner room.

Ruoshui Zhenjun is a medical cultivator, and as soon as he got out of the customs, he was invited by Hanxu Zhenjun to look at the injuries on Lou Zheng's body.

"Senior Sister Ruoshui, how about the child?"

Ruoshui Zhenjun was pulled in as soon as he came out of the customs, and he didn't have time to take a breath, and when he heard this, he rolled his eyes at the head of the house, "Senior brother of the head, you let me have a cup of tea first." ”

"What to drink, I've been in the valley for a long time, and I'm still drinking tea, I'm really looking for trouble, haven't you seen a room full of people waiting for you!" It was Xiu Jin Zhenren who said this, and he and Ruoshui Zhenjun were brothers and sisters.

Ruoshui Zhenjun became angry when he heard it, "Xiu Jin, what are you talking about, you poor bastard, have you forgotten the humility in the door, the old lady is now your uncle!" ”

As soon as the head of the sect Zhenjun saw that the two were about to quarrel, he hurriedly stopped them, and ordered Yuan Bai, who was standing outside, to serve the best spiritual tea.

Ruoshui Zhenjun really sat at the table and drank a cup of spiritual tea, and then spoke slowly.

"The girl is fine, but the flesh on her shoulder that was contaminated by the magic weapon may take a few years of retreat and careful cultivation to recover."

The people who were waiting were all surprised and delighted, but it was obviously a magic weapon, and the powers of all factions had personally identified it, how could Lou Zheng be okay if he was eroded by a magic weapon?

"But that's a real magic horn."

"The little girl is a chaotic spirit root, which is different from an ordinary spirit root, so this can be safe."

If Shui Zhenjun's words only unraveled the truth, Lou Zheng's physique could not be concealed after the big competition, so he simply made it public.

However, Lou Zheng has a chaotic fire, except for Xiao Zhe, Hanxu Zhenjun and Lu Hongxiu, no one knows about it.

Lou Zheng failed to let Duan Qingyao succeed due to physical reasons, but his body was really affected and he needed to retreat immediately to heal.

Xiao Zhe's tense heartstrings finally relaxed.

Ruoshui Zhenjun's big smart eyes purred around a few times, and finally landed on Xiao Zhe's hand standing next to Xiu Jin Zhenren.

She beckoned to Xiao Zhe, "Kid, come here." ”

Xiao Zhe glanced at Shizun, saw that he did not stop him, walked to Ruoshui Zhenjun in two steps, and bowed respectfully, but there were more black spots on his originally white and slender fingers, which damaged the beauty of those slender hands.

Ruoshui Zhenjun smiled and said, "Child, stretch out your right hand, if that girl hadn't pulled out the magic weapon in time, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to come back from ten years of retreat." Boy, you have a heart! ”

As he spoke, a light blue aura gushed out of Ruoshui Zhenjun's palm to wrap Xiao Zhe's right hand, and the tingling sensation in Xiao Zhe's right hand from time to time gradually disappeared.

After a while, Ruoshui Zhenjun stopped his movements, and said regretfully: "Although I can suppress the black qi left by the magic weapon in your hand, I can't cure it, and the black marks on my hand can't be removed. ”

"Thank you Zhenjun for healing the juniors."

"It's not worth it, you go in and talk to that girl, she'll be thinking about you, and she'll be in retreat later."

Xiao Zhe got the word and hurriedly went in to meet Lou Zheng.

When Lu Hongxiu saw this scene, he was also extremely worried about Lou Zheng, and he wanted to follow up, but he was stopped by a look from Hanxu Zhenjun.

Lu Hongxiu could only endure the urgency in his heart and stood anxiously outside. (To be continued......)