It is a fair, slender, smooth and delicate hand, which is better looking than most women's hands.

At this time, the hand was on a can of soda.

Hook your fingers on the tab and gently pull it up.

"Poof—"

The pale cyan fruity soda bubbles out of the mouth and runs between the fingers.

But the man in the black trench coat and the handsome face didn't seem to care at all.

He took the drink, slowly brought it to his lips, and took a sip.

It's like tasting a glass of expensive red wine, closing your eyes and savoring it for a long time.

"It's still the same taste as before, I don't know if the teacher still likes it now."

He muttered as if he were talking to himself.

Suddenly, a voice exploded in my ears.

"Pei Ye!"

The man's eyes snapped open.

"Whoa-la-"

Around him, I don't know when it started to rain heavily.

It is black rain.

Little by little, it fell to the ground, and it was like an ink stain that blurred a large black patch.

This black pervades the air, and soon dyes everything around it the color of night.

Everything around seemed to be moving away at a rapid pace.

The memory goes back to that night fifteen years ago.

"You're Pei Ye?!"

The voice rang out again.

A huge shadow appeared in the man's field of vision.

The shadow could not see the face, only two of the flickering seeping eyes could be seen.

At the foot of the shadows, a muddy figure fell to its knees.

"I heard that you are Liu Daoyuan's favorite disciple?"

"He really loves you enough, knowing that he is about to die and has no place to be buried, he also sent Ling out first, so that you don't have to accompany him to die"

"Say! Tell Liu Daoyuan's escape route and backhand arrangements, and I will spare you today. ”

"I don't know. I don't know."

The muddy figure shook its head and kept backing away, but was soon overtaken by the shadows.

The man sat in the black rain with a drink in his hand and watched quietly.

Watching the muddy figure being cursed, beaten, and tortured, he kept begging for mercy, screaming, trembling, and begging for mercy like a dog.

At last.

He survived after all.

"Haha, the disciples of garbage are really garbage!"

"Boy, you're doing a great job, we really owe thank you."

"Liu Daoyuan is not dead, so you don't have to die.

You have to live well.

If you are alive, Liu Daoyuan will know that it was his most beloved and most important disciple who betrayed him.

He can remember for the rest of his life what kind of white-eyed beast he cultivated with his own hands! ”

"Hahaha-"

The black rain was heavier, and the shadows laughed wildly in the rain.

The figure on the ground, on the other hand, covered his head in pain, and let out a painful roar from his mouth, writhing and rolling like a wild beast in the muddy water.

Ripples began to appear on the man's calm face.

The waves became more and more vigorous, and soon faint green tendons appeared on the white cheeks.

The man's expression instantly became hideous, and the soda can in his hand exploded into a cloud of silver mist.

An invisible and terrifying force erupted from his body, forming invisible tentacles that tore everything around him to shreds.

"Boom!"

The black rain and the figures in the rain all dispersed, and the bright sky light drove away the gloom.

Everything in front of me is back to normal.

"Whew-"

The man's figure was slumped, and his chest was tugging violently like a bellows.

At this time, he was sitting on a park bench, and the faint smell of blood blew in the cool autumn wind.

The man's mood gradually calmed down.

He slowly raised his head, and a dense circle of pattern-like meridians around his eyes quickly disappeared.

He propped himself up and got up from the bench.

Seeing a circle of tens of meters around me with me as the center was as if it had been ravaged by a storm or an earthquake.

Broken self-service drink machines, broken fallen trees, ploughed ground

There were also stumps and severed arms and blood flowing indiscriminately on the ground.

A woman in a pink sweatshirt was lying more than ten meters away in front of him, her broken and twisted body twitching slightly.

Not yet dead, she clutched an empty nylon pet leash tightly in her hand, her eyes wide staring at the man, and there was still horror and disbelief in it that had not yet dissipated.

The man just glanced at it casually, and then withdrew his gaze with an indifferent expression.

"Your demons seem to be getting heavier and heavier"

A deep voice rang out behind the man.

A huge figure of Ruoshan moved silently sideways, its whole body wrapped in an incomparably wide black robe, its hair was scattered, and it was impossible to see its appearance, revealing only a pair of blood-red eyes.

"If you don't break this demon, you will never be able to be the real evil emperor."

"I know that better than you do."

The man replied in a cold tone, straightened his trench coat slightly, and walked forward with an expressionless face.

The burly black-robed man followed behind him and continued to speak.

"Now that your plans have been disrupted by your apprentice of the Crane Sect Teacher, what are you going to do?"

"Can you get rid of him?"

"That kid seems to have a yellow bear background.

I advise you not to touch him unless you have to."

"Yellow bear? It seems that the disciples my teacher accepted this time are really good. ”

The man sneered, his expression quickly became indifferent, and he waved his hand and said lightly.

"Don't worry about this, this kind of low-level little character is dead, and Huang Xiong can still come to us for trouble?

If he's interested, forget it.

If you can't do it, then it's."

There was a cold killing intent in the man's eyes, and he flickered fiercely.

The black-robed man frowned, but he still didn't say anything.

"Let's go ahead with the original plan."

The man walked forward calmly, his black trench coat blown by the autumn wind, like a wide cloak raised behind his back.

He looked up and saw the lonely sky and flowing white clouds overhead, and some old light and shadow seemed to emerge in his eyes.

He muttered to himself.

"What happened fifteen years ago, the teacher, repeats itself.

This time, I will.. I won't let you down."

Alternating flashing blue and red lights, shrill sirens, long yellow cordons.

Lu Yuan stood outside the crowd and watched from a distance as a corpse covered with a white cloth was loaded onto the car.

A woman's hand shook out from under a white cloth, and a pet rope was clutched tightly on the blood-stained hand.

Lu Yuan retracted his gaze, and there were no emotional fluctuations on his fair and handsome face.

"Any clues?"

Lu Yuan turned his head sideways and asked the blade standing beside him.

Blade shook his head, "It's still investigating, judging from the remaining evil energy fluctuations at the scene, there are traces of the Demon of Bewitchment."

The Demon of Bewitchment is a product of the Shingon Cult, but the Shingon Cult has not been active in the territory for many years. ”

"Bewitched Demon. Shingon Theology"

Lu Yuan's eyes fluctuated, and he casually took the video surveillance of the crime scene from the hand of the owl blade, and all he saw was a black hole that was disturbed by evil energy.

"Pei Ye."

Lu Yuan softly pronounced these two words in his mouth.

This vicious murder case that happened in the market, near the venue of the Southern Hundred Cities Martial Arts League, combined with the various strange targets that the Crane faction received before the game.

Lu Yuan's intuition told him that all this was most likely related to the eighth old man of the Crane Sect who defected fifteen years ago, Pei Ye.

"The Night Emperor of the Evil Martial Alliance."

Lu Yuan thought for a while, closed his eyes gently, and after breaking the limit once, the spiritual power of 21 points of intelligence spread outward.

Under the radiation of spiritual power.

The remnants of the murder scene were like a fire that had not yet burned in the ashes of the grass and trees, flickering and dancing in the darkness with a dark red light.

Lu Yuan followed the aura of this evil force and continued to spread his spiritual power.

Soon I saw the venue of the Southern Hundred Cities Martial Arts League, and there were similar traces left in many places around it.

"The Crane faction was targeted, and it was indeed instigated by someone.

Is it similar to the ability to deceive people?"

Lu Yuan thought silently in his heart.

Follow those traces and continue to trace outward.

These marks are like messy footprints on the snow, each of which needs to be discerned, and it is not known which direction it will lead to.

Just in the distance, his brain turned, quickly processing this huge and complex clue.

Trying to peel off the cocoon, find traces of Pei Ye from it.

suddenly

"Dididi-"

A rapid prompt sound came from the light-brain communication network connected to consciousness.

"Uhhh

Lu Yuan opened his eyes suddenly.

It was facing the solemn and slightly nervous face of the upper owl blade.

Before Lu Yuan could speak, he heard the blade say hurriedly:

"My lord. The elephant god walked and appeared! ”

Villa.

Crane Pie.

Liu Daoyuan stood in the center of the living room, his arms outstretched, and Liu Si, who was serving on the side, carefully put on his brand-new mechanical prosthesis.

The well-made satin shirt is carefully buttoned one by one.

The snow-white beard is also delicately groomed.

Everything is over, the fairy wind bones, and the elegant "Tianshui Crane Immortal" once again appeared in front of everyone.

Liu Daoyuan looked at himself in the mirror and looked at himself carefully, and a satisfied smile appeared on his clear old face.

Then he waved his hand and asked Liu Si to remove the mirror.

"Teacher"

Zhuang Xiujie on the side was a little hesitant and asked, "We. . . Is this still going to the opening of the competition? ”

"Why not?"

Liu Daoyuan glanced at her faintly.

"But aren't we retired? And the little brother is also"

Zhuang Xiujie paused, even after a night of hard work to calm down, until now he thought about it, his face still couldn't help but show uncontrollable disbelief and shock.

"And did such a feat!"

It can only be described by the word "feat"!

In four hours, with a weak crown, he picked thirteen first-class martial arts sects in a row, and defeated fifteen master-level masters of the True Meaning Sect in a row!

True Meaning!

Fifteen!!

This kind of achievement, even in the Guliu martial arts world in the once glorious period, is an extremely explosive thing.

It's enough to make a sensation in half of the martial arts!

"The teacher has a lot of enemies, and the little brother's behavior, the teacher will appear again in the competition today. I'm afraid that I will be hostile to many sects."

Zhuang Xiujie said in a tactful tone.

Liu Daoyuan sneered, narrowed his eyes and said with a sneer: "When has the old man ever been afraid of other people's hostility?"

They thought that last night Xiaoyuan smashed the field of thirteen sects in a row, and our crane faction withdrew, I, Liu Daoyuan, must be afraid, I must not dare to show up at the competition again, and I must have run away with an old bucket overnight.

I'm not!

Not only do I want to go, but I also want to go openly.

Dangling back and forth in front of them, taking a good look at their jaw-dropping faces.

Tell them well

Lao Tzu's true obedient disciple, the first in the world! ”

Liu Daoyuan's last sentence was categorical, with an indescribable sense of pride and pride.

When his emotions calmed down, his expression was slightly restrained, his eyes looked at Zhuang Xiujie kindly, and he taught earnestly: "Fourth, the teacher will teach you another philosophy of life." ”

"Teacher, please speak."

When Zhuang Xiujie heard this, her face suddenly turned positive.

Immediately after, I heard Liu Daoyuan say leisurely: "Wealth does not return to the hometown, such as brocade clothes at night." ”

"Huh?!"

Zhuang Xiujie's mouth opened slightly, stunned, as if she understood, as if she didn't understand.

Liu Si on the side smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he could especially understand Liu Daoyuan's spring breeze at this time.

"Oh yes."

Zhuang Xiujie suddenly remembered something, and said quickly: "The Penglai Holy Envoy sent someone to send a message this morning, saying that we must go and explain to him what happened last night.

Still, go with enough sincerity. ”

Zhuang Xiujie accentuated her tone on the word sincerity.

Liu Daoyuan took the teacup from Liu Si's hand and tasted it slowly, without raising his eyelids, and replied lightly: "Let him eat." ”

“.”

Zhuang Xiujie tried to calm her emotions, took a light breath, and asked the last question.

"Teacher, then after we participate in the opening, will we go back to the Crane Sect directly?"

The movement in Liu Daoyuan's hand quietly stopped.

He slowly put down the teacup, his eyes flashed slightly, and said slowly, "You guys go back first."

I still have to help Xiaoyuan. Grab something. ”

(End of chapter)