A wisp of sword qi suddenly crossed the sky, Jiang Ye only heard a piercing sword sound, and Yun Qing leaned over and said, "Greetings to Elder Yue."

Jiang Ye looked around and found that there was an extra man beside him, dressed in a dark python pattern robe, with a verdant jade pendant hanging from his waist, and his hair was tied up with a hairband, about thirty years old, quite chic and casual. The man didn't look at them, just silently stared at the peaks in the distance.

Jiang Ye had no choice but to lean over and say, "The disciple is entrusted by the Elder Chu Dao to meet Elder Yue."

"Get up." Yue Changfeng said lightly, "Jiang Ye in Heyuan County? ”

The scattered eyes hit Jiang Ye's heart, his heart seemed to be tightly held by this person, and he didn't even have the strength to lie, so he could only respond like a puppet.

It's like drowning! Jiang Ye sighed.

"Exactly." Jiang Ye replied eagerly, and pulled out the sword from behind him, and handed it to Yue Changfeng along with the jade pendant.

A snow-white and crystalline scabbard, but when the sword was drawn, it looked dilapidated.

It should have been sharpened like clay, but the transcendent thing was full of devastation, and the blade of the sword was full of gaps and cracks

The sword was wailing, and it was the only thing they could think of to describe it.

Put the sword back into its sheath, and the moon long wind pondered for a long time. Yun Qing used magic to transmit the sound, expressing what he knew, and told Yue Changfeng his speculation that Jiang Ye might be a member of the Demon Sect.

"The people in Qingquan Town are dead, why are you still alive." As soon as the moon long wind spoke, it sounded like thunder.

"At that time, the figures were scattered, but I happened to be behind Chu Daochang," Jiang Ye replied timidly.

"So he died to protect you?" Yue Changfeng asked a little frivolously.

"Daoist Chu died to protect everyone." Jiang Ye corrected, but saw that Yue Changfeng's face became a little gloomy, and then replied, "It's just that he must want someone to attribute this sword to his sect, so he can have no worries, so he chose me, and the disciple also did everything for the entrustment of Daoist Chu." ”

"Really?" Yue Wufeng still said lightly, "Then you just watched your villagers expose the corpses of the wilderness, and didn't care about it?" ”

"What can I do?" Jiang Ye said with a little sadness, "If it weren't for Daoist Chu's will, in order to bring this sword back to the sect as soon as possible, the disciple would also want to ......."

At this point, Jiang Ye couldn't continue to speak, and he knew that he didn't need to say any more.

After a period of silence, Yue Changfeng still said lightly: "You have brought this sword back to the sect, and you have already returned the kindness of the clouds, you can go."

"Where are you going?" Jiang Ye asked.

"Where you came from, where you are going."

"The people in Qingquan Village are all dead, and the disciples don't know where to go back?" Jiang Ye said sadly.

"I will tell the county magistrate of Heyuan County to take care of you, and you will spend the rest of your life there." The moon is still indifferent.

"Daoist Chu once told me that if I have nowhere to go, I can worship under the Sword Sect, and the disciple also hopes that he can protect himself in the future, and hope that the elder will be successful."

"You have low talent and do not meet the requirements for entering the sect." Yue Changfeng refused.

"Then pass on one or two of my cultivation exercises, and the disciple just wants to be able to protect himself." Jiang Ye had to plead.

"The Sword Sect exercises are never passed on." Moon Changfeng still refused.

"Then the exercises of other sects are the most basic." Jiang Ye still insisted.

"Let's go." Yue Changfeng turned his back, as if he didn't want to deal with him anymore.

"This is Daoist Chu's Qiankun bag, he once said to give it to me, but I think it's better to return it to the sect." Jiang Ye took out a small pale yellow cloth bag, which was exquisitely made and tied with a white rope, this thing once made him love it.

Yue Changfeng just raised his hand to take it, and didn't say anything more.

Jiang Ye had to stagger, and his heart was like ashes walking forward.

How did this game go wrong? He didn't understand, he had entered many sects and rejected him with low qualifications, could it be that qualifications decided everything? Why are those fools who are not as good as themselves able to worship the immortal sect to practice, and they can only be unknown and slaughtered by others. Seeing the boulder on the side, Jiang Ye understood that he could only fight.

"Aunt Liu, Aunt Li, Grandpa Wang, everyone from Qingquan Village, I will accompany you together."

Jiang Ye hit the boulder headlong, and suddenly blood gushed like a spring, he covered his head, and it was pitch black in front of him, and he could feel that his vitality was losing little by little, and gradually, he lost consciousness.

Yun Qing saw Jiang Ye fall headlong and waited quietly behind Yue Changfeng, but seeing that Yue Changfeng didn't have the slightest intention of being treated, he finally couldn't help but plead: "Uncle Shi."

Yue Changfeng still ignored it indifferently, he had to turn his heart sideways, came to Jiang Ye in person, stabilized his injuries with his true qi, and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

He also knew why Yue Changfeng ignored Jiang Ye's life and death, after all, his beloved disciple died because of Jiang Ye, but he was not guilty after all!

"Since he wants to practice, let's give him a chance." Yue Changfeng said coldly, and left this place in an instant.