The sawdust that confused the vision fell to the ground, and a figure appeared outside the door, and the last rays of the sunset shone on it, stretching out a narrow shadow, reaching Ye Xibai's feet.

Ye Xibai put down the hand covering his mouth and nose, his eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the comer, and said in his heart, "Is this person Wu Yuanwei? Why does it look so ...... Ahh ”

That's right, it's Zhen, I saw that the comer's eyebrows were thick and short, his eyes were thin, the bridge of his nose was collapsed, his lips were thin and turned out, and he looked like a mean order, but fortunately, he was not short, about the same as Ye Xibai.

Ye Xibai looked at the man in front of him indifferently, and said calmly, "He is Wu Yuanwei?"

Qingliu naturally knew who his Holy Son was talking about, so he forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and glanced at the man outside the door, he retracted his gaze, trembled his body, and said, "Hui, Hui, Hui, Hui, Lord Holy Son, he is Wu Yuanwei...... ......"

The last word was so small that only he could hear it.

Ye Xibai put his hands behind his back, squinted and looked at each other coldly, but said nothing.

I don't know if it's my own delusion, Qingliu feels that the Holy Son next to him seems to be convenient, quite a kind of change in some places, a sense of calmness, as if a hundred thousand mountains have collapsed, and he doesn't move like a mountain.

Stretching out his hand and patting his face gently, Kiyoru whispered to himself, "I must have thought too much, I don't know the character and bearing of this holy son?" ”

I have to say that Qingliu really hopes that the holy son of his family can really have such a temperament, and if there is, then they don't have to be punished.

"Hey...... I don't want to. ”

Shaking his head helplessly, Qingliu secretly glanced at Ye Xibai again.

It seemed that he couldn't wait, Wu Yuanwei in front of the door raised his feet and walked a few steps forward, and finally stopped at a position ten steps away from Ye Xibai, half mocking, half joking, "Holy Son, don't come to harm." You haven't seen me in a long time, have you ever missed me?"

Before, Wu Yuanwei was a little far away from Ye Xibai, so he didn't see it very really, but he just felt a little ugly, but now, Wu Yuanwei got closer, and Ye Xibai saw clearly that it was not a feeling of ugliness, but a giant ugliness, or rather, an indescribable sense of disgust, originally from the disgust in his heart, "Sometimes, it still makes sense to be born from the heart." ”

Throwing all the messy thoughts in his mind out of his head, Ye Xibai said calmly, "You look so ugly, normal people won't think of you." ”

Wu Yuanwei was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Ye Xibai to say such presumptuous words to himself, and he suddenly became furious, stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Xibai and said sharply, "Ye Xibai, what are you talking about? See that I don't teach you well. ”

"I said you were ugly. Ye Xibai looked at Wu Yuanwei calmly, his eyes were indifferent, and said, "You are not only ugly, but also ugly." I can't bear to look at it directly. ”

"Presumptuous. ”

Wu Yuanwei was furious, and he shouted even more loudly, and rushed towards Ye Xibai with a step.

He knows what he looks like, so he hates it very much when others say that he is ugly, and this Ye Xibai in front of him, the son of waste, doesn't know what's going on today, not only saying that he is ugly, but also that his heart is uglier than his appearance.

Can this be endured? Absolutely not.

Why would this Son of Waste speak disrespectfully to himself?

It must have been that he was too tolerant before, and didn't teach him a good lesson, so that this waste saint son had the illusion, and he really regarded himself as a holy son?

Today, I will teach you a good lesson and let you know what it means to be truly strong.

Thinking in his heart, Wu Yuanwei rushed to a position that was still five steps away from Ye Xibai, jumped up in the air, raised his hand and threw a palm at Ye Xibai who was diagonally down.

Looking at the palm that was getting closer and closer to Ye Xibai, the corners of Wu Yuanwei's mouth raised slightly, revealing a cold smile, he seemed to have seen Ye Xibai being injured by his palm, rolling on the ground, and begging for mercy.

"Touching ......"

A muffled sound sounded, and a figure flew upside down, landed on the ground, and rolled a few times before stopping.

The scene in front of him was the same as Wu Yuanwei's advance, but it was also different.

The person who was slapped by his own palm rolled on the ground several times before stopping, but ...... This person was not Ye Xibai, but a young man he had never seen. If you only look at it from the way you dress, this person should be an outer disciple or ...... Chamberlain.

When Wu Yuanwei jumped in the air and was about to hit Ye Xibai, a figure rushed directly in front of Ye Xibai and blocked the palm.

Looking at Zhuang Jiuqing, who was spitting blood and his body was convulsive, a layer of frost appeared on Ye Xibai's handsome face, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his evil and charming eyes, and a wave of anger also rose in his heart.

Taking his gaze back from Zhuang Jiuqing's body, Ye Xibai stared at Wu Yuanwei with the eyes of a dead man, and his voice revealed a murderous aura in his cold voice, and said, "Bold Wu Yuanwei, you dare to assassinate and murder the Holy Son of the Shaking Light Immortal Sect, what crime should you be guilty of." ”

Ye Xibai's momentum changed too quickly, and Sen Sen's murderous aura instantly entered Wu Yuanwei's heart, making Wu Yuanwei subconsciously take a step back and look at Ye Xibai with a stunned expression.

Only a moment passed, Wu Yuanwei reacted, how could I feel afraid?

He is a sevenfold immortal cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm, and this waste saint in front of him is a weak immortal cultivator in the sevenfold Qi Refining Realm. What am I afraid of?

Could it be that it was because of what the other party just said?

But...... That's not right.

It's not once or twice that he has beaten Ye Xibai, he didn't have anything to do before, can he do it this time? What's more, he didn't have any intention of killing him in the first place, he just wanted to teach a lesson to this waste holy son who snatched his title of holy son.

He must have been bluffed by the bravado of this waste Son.

That's right, it must be.

After finding a reason for himself to feel at ease, Wu Yuanwei regained his momentum, stared at Ye Xibai with cold eyes, and said, "Kill you, what about killing you? You are just a waste saint, kill it, kill it." ”

"What a guts. Ye Xibai's voice was like ice, and he said coldly, "Say, is it the spy of the Southern Barbarian Demon Clan who sent you to me to shake the light of the Immortal Sect, or the fine work of other Immortal Sects, or ......?"

Are you a spy?

Are you fine?

Are you a traitor?

......

Several cold, and loud questions in a row came directly into Wu Yuanwei's ears, which frightened Wu Yuanwei unconsciously took a few steps back, no matter which question it was, it was all heart-wrenching.

A big hat was buckled towards Wu Yuanwei's head, as long as a hat was worn on his head, it was a great crime to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors and deviate from the immortal gate. At the worst, it was abolished and cultivated as expelled from the immortal gate, and at worst, it was abolished as a bone splitting, cramping, whipping and sword chopping.

No matter how big Wu Yuanwei's heart is, no matter how much he looks down on this waste saint son in front of him, he doesn't dare to take advantage of those evil deeds.

Wu Yuanwei's body trembled a little, and most of his original arrogance disappeared, and his speech was even more indistinct, "This ...... This...... You...... You're spewing blood. ”

"I'm spewing blood?" Ye Xibai sneered, pointing to Zhuang Jiuqing, who had fallen to the ground and had not yet gotten up, "If he hadn't blocked me, now, I would be the one who fell to the ground." ”

"I ......"

Wu Yuanwei looked at Zhuang Jiuqing who fell to the ground in a little panic, and a look of fearlessness flashed in his eyes, if he was really charged with the crime of bullying his teacher and destroying his ancestors, it would be more tragic than death.

Wu Yuanwei's mind was beating and running, but he didn't find a reasonable way to explain it.

This Ye Xibai is just a waste saint son, when I bullied him before, he didn't say anything, and he definitely won't this time, and the reason why he is doing this now is just to let me stop bullying him, and he will definitely not tell the elders in the immortal sect.

There is less than half a year left before the promotion and assessment of the inner disciples, so I will first show great mercy and not worry about this waste saint son, so that he can spend the last half a year with peace of mind.

Wu Yuanwei thought in his heart, and his domineering momentum rose again, only to see that the snake and scorpion in his eyes stared at Ye Xibai, waved his sleeves, and said ruthlessly, "You waste saint, don't blempty here, let alone frame me, I won't do anything to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors." ”

"As long as you kneel on the ground and beg me now, if I am happy, I can guarantee that I will not come to trouble you again in the future. After a pause, Wu Yuanwei continued, "Even if I become a holy son in the future, I won't trouble you." ”

"I know why you stabbed me. Ye Xibai's eyes were like knives, sharp and sharp, and he said, "It turned out that you wanted me to be injured first, so that you have a chance to seize the position of the Holy Son." ”

Say. Without waiting for Wu Yuanwei to speak, Ye Xibai continued, "What do you want to seek the position of the Holy Son?" Don't you want to destroy me, shake the light of the fairy gate. ”

Wu Yuanwei thought that after he said those words, Ye Xibai would give him and himself a step down, after all, it is not good for anyone if things get bigger.

At least, based on Ye Xibai's previous cowardly performance, he wouldn't want to make a big deal out of it.

But what I didn't expect was that today's Ye Xibai seemed to have taken the wrong medicine, and as if he had changed people, he didn't calm down like in the past.

This made Wu Yuanwei very angry, extremely angry.

A soft persimmon that is used to being pinched by oneself suddenly has barbs inside, stinging his hand and even bleeding, can this not be angry?

Waste is waste, even if it gets momentum, becomes sharp, and pretends to be, so what?

Could it be that he really dared to sue the elders of the Xianmen Sect, even if he was not afraid of losing face, what if he sued? Is there any evidence? Ordinary people would not come to find this waste saint, who would know that he was coming? Besides, even if someone came, he had arranged someone at the entrance of Yunjian.

"Ye Xibai, you forced me, so you can't blame me. Thinking in his heart, Wu Yuanwei's eyes were hurt with a fierce look, and he said coldly, "Since you are looking for death, then I will let you not survive today, and you can't die." ”