"Uncle Shi, Junwu Mountain has been wiped out by the zombie army, the Yi family has been taken over by Senior Sister Zhen'er, and the Tianfang Senior Uncle of the Bishan Sect no longer cares about the world, who else can lead the group in the righteous path now?" Chen Miaomiao's expression was gloomy, staring at the candle flame in front of him in a daze.

"Don't say it, I understand your thoughts, I have some new tea in Qinglong Mountain, and you will bring some when you go back in a while, and it will not be empty-handed. Master Yuru took a sip of the tea bowl, then stood up and was about to turn to the back hall.

Just as everyone was about to get up and say goodbye, a red light flew in, and it fell outside the main hall between breaths. Everyone was shocked by this roar, and they all turned their heads to look at the temple gate.

"Cui Houqing!" exclaimed, but it came from Chen Miaomiao's mouth.

Hearing the call, Master Yuru turned his head, his eyes full of disbelief,

"Cui Houqing, you are really still alive!" he muttered in a low voice, as if to speak to himself.

The atmosphere in the main hall fell into an ice cellar for a while!

Cui Houqing slowly walked into the main hall, the main hall was as usual, but today it was the fairy world conference, and at this moment, all kinds of people inside were surging and crowded.

Cui Houqing looked at it one by one, and the senior brothers of Qinglong Temple, as well as the disciples of other sects he had seen in the past, were all impressively listed. Behind Master Yuru, Wang Wenqing was like a fairy, and when he saw Cui Houqing, his cold face flushed a little. Master Yuru walked back to his seat, and Wang Wenqing behind him handed over a bowl of tea.

Master Yuru was just about to drink it, Cui Houqing hurriedly shouted slowly, and then walked to the middle of the hall and knelt down: "Uncle Shi, you can't drink this tea, I'm afraid it's poisonous!"

"Poisonous, how can it be poisonous?" everyone panicked when they heard this, and a wave of fluctuation was set off in the calm crowd.

Master Yuru looked at the tea bowl and hesitated for a moment, then threw the tea bowl on the coffee table next to him with a flick of his hand, and with a bang, the tea splashed the entire table.

"Uncle Shi, there is absolutely no problem with this tea!" Wang Wenqing's cold face fluctuated slightly, as if he was a little nervous. She said that she picked up a cup of tea and took a sip for everyone to see, and everyone was relieved when they saw it.

"Cui Houqing, you are lying to confuse the public, is Senior Sister Wang an enemy? Why do you want to suspect her?" but Lin Haoran was indignant, slapped the table and stood up.

Since Lin Haoran took over as the head of the house, the seclusion is no longer what it used to be, and his demeanor has the demeanor of a master. This question not only drew a clear line between him and Cui Houqing, but also concealed his past friendship with Cui Houqing, making it seem that he was no longer upright.

Cui Houqing already had an opinion about Lin Haoran, but now he didn't pay attention to him when he heard him make trouble first, but he looked at the pink figure next to him - Yi Zhen'er.

Now Yi Zhen'er's hair is wrapped around her head, obviously dressed as a woman, her eyes are slightly red, it seems that her newlywed life is not satisfactory, but she is staring at Cui Houqing with teary eyes, I can't believe it!

Seeing each other again, things are not people, and the two sides are already undying enemies. Yi Zhen'er gently tugged on Lin Haoran's sleeve and motioned for him to sit down. Then he lowered his head, his eyes drooping slightly, but he quietly wiped his tears.

"What are you crying for? Do you still have affection for him?" but Lin Haoran couldn't stand it, yelled, and stood up with a flick of his sleeves.

"I, I ....." Yi Zhen'er, who was eloquent, actually opened her mouth at this moment, which made Lin Haoran even more angry, convinced that they still had love, and then slapped the table, sat down again, and panted.

"Okay, Cui Houqing, you have joined the Demon Sect, what is the matter with coming to my Qinglong Mountain again?" but Master Yuru said with a frown, unconsciously glancing at Wang Wenqing, but saw a trace of imperceptible panic under his cold face.

"Uncle Shi!"

With a loud bang, Master Yuru slapped the table and shouted, "You and I have become enemies, and I am no longer your uncle." ”

The corners of Cui Houqing's eyes trembled, his face flickered for a while, and a trace of pain flashed away, and then his voice was cold and emotionless: "Master Yuru, everyone here, I am going up the mountain today to report to you, the Demon Sect is about to attack Qinglong Mountain, please prepare early." ”

"Ha, ridiculous!" but it was Lin Haoran who laughed there.

Over there, Yi Zhen'er raised her head, her eyes were languishing and red, but she was covered with tears, and she said with tears: "Senior brother, it's not that we don't believe it, it's really that you and I have become enemies now, why did you report to us in advance? Now that only the Demon Sect can tolerate you, can't you even give up this last place of refuge?"

Everyone in the hall also nodded their heads and said yes again and again.

Cui Houqing looked up at everyone, and saw a little disbelief and a little banter on their faces. A trace of pain appeared on his face again, and sure enough, when he reappeared, he would never be trusted by them again.

Suddenly, two dark shadows flashed in front of the door, and a black shadow landed on his shoulder, but it was the tongue-learning bird. As soon as he led a black shadow into the hall, he shuttled through the crowd, but it was Xiao Hei who was unmistakable. Xiao Hei quickly passed through the feet of the person, and suddenly caused a burst of shouting and a burst of chickens and dogs jumping.

When Xiao Hei came to Yi Zhen'er, Hu's forelimbs were on her legs and licked her arms vigorously, looking very intimate. Yi Zhen'er stretched out her hand to stroke Xiao Hei's hair, and the corners of her mouth suddenly curled up in an imperceptible arc, and her mood was evacuated a lot.

Cui Houqing reached out and stroked the bird on his shoulder, the bird's sharp beak rubbed back and forth on his face, and there was a slight moist feeling, as if it was bird, Cui Houqing didn't care, stood up, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the crowd, and a middle-aged Taoist in a Taoist robe walked out.

"Uncle Nantian, what else do you have to do?" it was Lin Haoran who asked.

Nan Tian's eyes stared at the tongue bird on Cui Houqing's shoulder, and his eyes lit up, and said: "The bird on your shoulder, but it is a rare tongue bird, I happened to see one of the old man many years ago. ”

After saying that, Nan Tian squeezed his eyebrows at Cui Houqing, as if he knew him.

Cui Houqing didn't seem to know the person in front of him, but his voice sounded a little familiar, as if he had heard it a long time ago, but when he frowned and recalled it carefully, he couldn't remember anything.

"This bird's name is Xiaoling, I got it by accident, but how do you know?" Cui Houqing felt strange in his heart, so he asked.

Nantian saw that Cui Houqing's expression was full of doubts, knowing that he didn't know himself, and he didn't entangle him anymore. But when he turned around and saw that everyone was looking at him suspiciously, he knew that he needed to explain, so he said: "In the next, I happened to meet Master Yuqing of your temple a few years ago, and I saw this bird on his shoulder. ”

Boom! The hall exploded violently, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.

Suddenly, a wave of air boiled, and everyone's robes flew up. Master Yuru stood up with a shocked face, took three steps forward, and said in a trembling voice: "Is this really the case? Then my second senior brother, Master Yuqing, is it okay?"

Nantian said slowly and gradually approached Master Yuru and said: "You have to ask this little friend in front of you, when I saw Master Yuqing, he was fine, but I don't know what happened after saying goodbye." ”

After Nantian finished speaking, he came to stand behind Master Yuru, but shook his head towards Cui Houqing, and there seemed to be something else in his eyes.

Master Yuru trembled with excitement, and his words were much softer, as if his tone was very urgent.

Cui Houqing knew that the matter could no longer be hidden, so he said: "Master Yuqing, he has passed away, and he entrusted this bird to me when he was dying." ”

"You killed Master Yuqing!"

"Yes, it must be him!"

"Hugh is gone, the demon cult demons!"

The main hall was complicated again, and the sound of shouting came and went.

Master Yuru could no longer hide his sadness from the corners of his eyes, and cried bitterly.

"I'm the only one left among the three gods and monks of Qinglong Temple!" Master Yuru shouted on his back, as if his body could no longer support it, and he took three steps back and sat down on the seat.

After a long time, he recovered from his grief, and then looked at Cui Houqing and said, "Houqing, you cut over and tell me the situation in detail." ”

Cui Houqing knew that he couldn't hide it, so he told the situation of the night one by one, but the fact that he and Master Yuqing were originally masters and apprentices was hidden.

Just when Cui Houqing was telling in detail, he took his eyes and drifted to Nantian behind Yuru, Nantian stretched out his hands and gave him a thumbs up, and then stretched his right hand into his arms, as if he had bad intentions.

Cui Houqing suspected that he deliberately approached Master Yuru as if he was going to reach out to assassinate him, so he opened his mouth to remind him.

Just as he was about to say something, there was a sudden "Ahhhh

A loud shout shocked the audience, and everyone lost their color. In the midst of the horror, it turned out to be Master Yuru's body trembling, roaring angrily, and throwing out the tea bowl in his hand, as if his hands were being burned.

The tea bowl crossed a black shadow in the air and fell to the ground, and when Dangdang bounced a few times, it rolled in front of Cui Houqing.

At this time, everyone saw a black shadow flying on the tea bowl in their hands, and after a while, it paused in mid-air with a squeaky sound.

It was a palm-sized xenomorph black snake, dark and difficult to spot. At this moment, the vibration flew, shaking his head and tail, looking extremely arrogant.

Cui Houqing was stunned, his whole body suddenly trembled slightly, and his eyes stared straight at the monster in mid-air, the thing that was deeply imprinted in the depths of his memory: "Black Mist Snake!"

Time flowed backwards and roared into the bloody night of the black night many years ago, when Master Yuqing duel with the mysterious man in black, and he lost everything he had at the same time!

His whole body trembled, and the boundless bloody aura that rose from his heart surrounded him. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the Sky Devouring in his hand tightly!

But at this time, no one noticed Cui Houqing's strange appearance at all, and everyone's eyes and attention were on Master Yuru.

The first elder of the Qinglong Temple, whose experience is comparable to that of ordinary people, surrounded Master Yuru in the blink of an eye, especially separated from the black mist snake, when everyone looked at Master Yuru, they couldn't help but lose their color.

I saw Master Yuru's right hand trembling, and there was a wound on his middle finger, which was obviously injured by the black mist snake, but in this moment, the blood that flowed out was already black, and what was even worse was that from the wound on the finger, a shocking black gas attacked almost at a visible speed.

The Black Mist Snake is known for its absolute poison in the world, and even a master like a master is trapped by it.

Master Yuru only felt dizzy and depressed for a moment, but how high his Taoism was, especially better than the Yuqing Master Monk back then, he immediately forced himself to calm his mind, his left hand pointed like a knife, and he connected the dots to his right hand, which was almost numb for a moment, and drew a talisman in the air, blocking the momentum of the black qi upward attack.

At this moment, Nantian rushed to his side, held his body tightly, and when he saw Master Yuru's wound, he turned his head and shouted to Cui Houqing: "Cui Houqing, you are a wicked obstacle, you dare to assassinate the master!"

Everyone was shocked, and Cui Houqing lost his voice and said: "No, it's not me ......"

Just when everyone was paying attention to the eyes, suddenly Master Yuqing's body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and everyone came back to their senses and looked behind him, only to see that a bright dagger on Yuru's waist had been inserted into it, and the hand holding the handle was Wang Wenqing's.