Chapter 12: Speak for her

Zhu Yang did not leave the cultivation realm after Zhu Huan went to the Ziyang Secret Realm

Instead, he stayed in the cloud sea gathering in the cultivation realm and waited for the end of the Ziyang Secret Realm.

Yunhaiji is the place where the most mortals gather, and it is usually a place used by mortals who come to the cultivation realm for the first time to rest.

When he learned that today's Ziyang Secret Realm was over, he originally planned to inquire and ask Zhu Huan if he had returned, but before he set off, he learned that his mother had come to the cultivation realm.

At this moment, he was in the cubicle on the first floor of the inn where he was staying, asking her what was going on.

When Wen Qi disguised himself and arrived at the place, he happened to see Zhu Yang's mother and son sitting down and talking, so he deliberately chose a position close to them to sit down, separated from them by only a thin layer of wood.

I could clearly hear the sound of conversation coming from there.

"Yang'er, tell your mother honestly, is the news that your mother heard true? Zhu Huan actually passed the Sword Sect entry test?! ”

Zhu Yang's voice was muffled, and he didn't seem to want to mention this matter: "Mother, who told you that?" How did you get here? Does Daddy know about this? ”

Zhu Mu's voice suddenly lowered a lot, as if she was afraid of his father.

"Of course he doesn't know, if he knows, he will definitely come over, he will come with him, how can he persuade Zhu Huan to give you the quota for entering the Sword Sect?"

"Your father is really confused, what did I say at the beginning, I wish Huan and a woman to stay at home and prepare to marry you as a wife, he doesn't secretly change his way to help her, can she come to the cultivation realm to participate in the test with you? Without her, you wouldn't be on the bench because of one place! ”

After talking angrily, Zhu's mother took a sip of tea and asked him, where is Zhu Huan now?

"She went to the Purple Sun Secret Realm, and her life and death are still uncertain."

As soon as Zhu Yang said that, a few disciples came outside the inn and asked Xiao Er to talk about the news related to Zhu Huan after serving the food.

"This Zhu Huan is also lucky, she can be lucky to meet Senior Brother Wen Qi in a place like the Ziyang Secret Realm, and when she comes back, she can get an apology from the deacon elder with his help, hey, you say, is there really nothing between them? I think she's good-looking, shouldn't she ........?"

"Say what? Senior Brother Wen Qi has a gentle and kind temperament, and everyone praises him wherever he goes, how can he have anything dirty with Zhu Huan? ”

Zhu Yang was stunned, and accosted those disciples: "How many of you are saying that Zhu Huan came out of the Ziyang Secret Realm alive?" ”

"Yes, I also proved my innocence, and I have already taken back the entry post of the Sword Sect, what's wrong?"

Zhu's mother didn't know much about this matter, and when she saw that Zhu Yang heard this, she suddenly got up and walked out, and hurriedly followed.

It was only four moments now, but the light outside had become very dark because it was cloudy.

At this time, it began to rain lightly, and the rain and fog also began at this time.

Zhu Yang was dragged by Zhu's mother's sleeve, and she asked what was going on?

"Let's talk about this matter when we leave the cultivation realm, and we can't continue to stay here now."

He had also heard of Wen Qi's name, and he felt that since he could do justice to the Great Elder Deacon for Zhu Huan, he might come to look for him.

After all, Zhu Huan was slandered by him, and it was because of him that she would suffer an unjustified disaster.

Zhu Mu was reluctant to leave, she grabbed Zhu Yang's arm, looked at him disapprovingly and asked:

"Are you like your father, you want Zhu Huan, a little, to stay in the cultivation realm? Let me tell you, there are no doors, what kind of place is this Sword Sect? Almost everywhere you look is a male cultivator, what does she look like when she stays here? Both horizontally and vertically are to be married, so what's the use of cultivating them?! ”

Zhu Mu's voice was very loud, and such a shout instantly attracted the attention of many people.

Zhu Yang was embarrassed, and after breaking free from her restraints, he told her that no matter what she thought, he was going to wait for her in the public spirit boat now, and asked her to go home with them quickly.

Continue to stay here, and when there are more people who know that he framed Zhu Huan, will his face be gone?

Seeing Zhu Yang's figure quickly disappearing into the rain and mist, Zhu Mu wanted to follow him, but after remembering something, she suppressed her impulse, took out a sound transmission stone from her cuff, and activated it unskillfully.

Wen Qi had already followed, watching this scene, and whispered to the black cat standing on his shoulder to follow Zhu Mu, while he himself was chasing Zhu Yang.

At first, the rain was only in a state of leprosy, and it only took a few dozen breaths before it became a torrential rain.

Zhu Yang could only hold an umbrella and go to find a place to hide from the rain first.

He looked through the rain and mist, and soon saw an unmanned pavilion not far away, walking briskly on the muddy water.

It's just that I don't know if it's his illusion, but I always feel that the more I move forward, the heavier my body becomes.

It was as if someone had unleashed coercion to suppress his body.

He paused for a moment and looked around with the pain of the tightness in his chest.

The rain was so heavy that there was no one to be seen except for a thick rain and fog.

"Blame ........" He withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward, but the pressure on his body became heavier and heavier, and he was forced to stand still, and began to gasp for air with difficulty.

Wen Qi was like he couldn't see him, and he was still increasing the coercion released by his body, watching Zhu Yang vomit out a mouthful of blood from being pressed by the coercion, and the whole person knelt in the muddy ground, becoming embarrassed.

"Ahem, cough ........" Zhu Yang spit out a mouthful of blood, because it was too uncomfortable, the green tendons between his foreheads burst out, and there were a lot of red bloodshots in his eyes.

He felt the weight coming from his body, and at this time he was basically sure that someone was indeed using coercion on him in the dark, and he gritted his teeth and asked weakly, "I don't know who the predecessor is?" What is wrong with you? ”

Wen Qi chuckled silently, remembering the past he saw in the screen of the dust flower and mist, his eyes darkened and continued to increase the pressure to embed Zhu Yang's body into the mud, and his whole person fell into the dirty mud, and his breathing began to become difficult.

In the mist screen, he watched the scene where Zhu Huan was almost dead under coercion after being framed, and his whole heart almost stopped beating at that time.

And Zhu Yang, who is the culprit, still has the heart to bend his lips and smile proudly.......

The young man walked slowly towards him, looking at Zhu Yang, who was drenched in the rain and like an embarrassed dog, half-squatting in front of him, temporarily retracting the coercion.

Without coercion, Zhu Yang suddenly lifted his head from the mud and breathed heavily.

At the same time, I also felt that there was a figure in front of me, and I wanted to take a closer look at who it was.

But before he could fix his gaze, the coercion struck again, pushing his head back into the dirt and blocking his breathing once more.

Wen Qi propped up his right cheek and watched the scene of Zhu Yang struggling on the edge of life and death, while feeling happy, he was also a pity that he couldn't directly kill him.

At this juncture, if Zhu Yang dies, Zhu Huan will definitely be affected.

"Master, Zhu Yang's mother got the address of the inn where Zhu Huan settled from a woman, and this time has passed."

The young man stood up and withdrew his coercion, glanced coldly at Zhu Yang, who had no strength to look up at his appearance, stepped over him, and replied, "Take care of her, I'll come here." ”