The name of "White Devil" spreads far and wide.

Somehow, what happened on Lantian Island that day spread to the people.

The closed disciple of the Heavenly Palace Sacrificial Wine turned out to be a demon, and the matter suddenly spread in the streets and alleys. At first, it was just a little wind. The various schools did not express their attitude, so rumors bred rumors. Then, Jin Yichou's words came out. So he went from a provocateur to an exposer, from a loser to a hero.

Reversal and reversal, this is a drama that everyone loves to watch. So the rumor became an unmistakable fact.

Rumors are always like this, and as long as a part of it is true, people will think that it is made entirely of truth. Therefore, when the matter of "Bai Yu is a demon" was tacitly accepted by the university palaces, Jin Yichou's despicable behavior in the Liuguang Realm became a fact. Bai Yu's image has also changed from a humble gentleman to a sinister and cunning villain.

In a world where the concept of demons is becoming blurred, villains are far more terrifying than demons—even if they only exist in their imaginations.

The scolding against Bai Yu was very loud, and every trace of his past was dug up and placed in the sun for everyone to rummage and chew. If it's a little unreasonable, it becomes proof that he's a demon. For example, helping other students skip class is deliberately killing the will of the disciples of the school palace, such as burning the tile kettle hall when he was a child, in order to shake the foundation of Shenzhou, and even accidentally chopping an old tree in the school palace during a certain martial arts performance has become a powerful argument for "the demon clan will not die in my heart". Not to mention that he wrote an already controversial article such as "A Study of the Travels of the Prince of Rose".

There are also many people who are willing to believe in Bai Yu, especially the people of Meizhou and Liuzhou, as well as the disciples of Zhongzhou School Palace and Wuzhu School Palace. However, with the ulterior motives of some people, the "anti-white" movement has become an irreversible turbulent torrent, and those who stand in the way will either be destroyed or engulfed in it. And those who are coerced involuntarily become a new force that coerces others.

This torrent soon swept the entire Shenzhou.

At the same time, a man hidden behind the curtain of history appeared to the world for the first time. He is a faithful recorder of history, an invisible guardian of the common people of China, and an exposer and foiler of the White Devil conspiracy. The Heavenly Palace Sacrificial Wine was deceived by the White Devil and abdicated in shame, and the other four sacrificial wines were silent. So Mr. Sima became the leader of Shenzhou. He began to preach in major cities, telling the history of the Sima family, as well as the sacrifices made by Sima for the sentient beings of Shenzhou in the past dynasties, known as "enlightening wisdom with history", so as not to suffer from the blindness of villains.

Everywhere I went, there were thousands of empty alleys.

The brighter his light became, the more despicable the White Devil became.

Therefore, when an inconspicuous small country in southern Xinjiang claimed that its Wang Ji had the son of Bai Yu, the people all laughed at it.

"Qingqiu?

"I heard that it is a country completely formed by demons, and their king was slaughtered by his own men a few days ago!"

"No wonder, the murderous demon and the despicable demon are a perfect match!"

After Ye Qinghuan listened to Manhe's advice, a mouthful of silver teeth almost crushed. After she had personally executed a few goblins with broken mouths, the people under her rule put away their tongues.

"As long as the palace reigns for one day, he will always be the son of Qingqiu! Whoever insults him will be killed!" The edict was carried by the hurried guards and pasted all over every corner of the golden-scaled Qingqiu.

It was also on this day that she took back the Wang Xi, which was temporarily under the control of the Turtle Gong, and began to draft the documents and handle the recital herself.

After that day, there was an endless stream of defectors from the rebel king Qingqiu.

Ye Qinghuan's edict is still somewhat useful. It gives hope to those who firmly believe in Bai Yu. Even if hope comes at the cost of betrayal.

Xue Yinshuang sat quietly on the futon and listened to Gu Pan's narration with an expressionless face. Then, a snow-bright sword aura swept across the entire sky and landed in a certain disciple's room.

All the people of Lumen Yuan saw it, all of them bowed their heads three times, called "the flying star of the day", which is a great auspicious omen for the sky to protect the Guanghan School Palace.

In fact, it was born to cut off the tongue of a disciple.

Pei Cai covered his mouth and fell to the ground on his back, rolling on the ground in pain. Blood stained the handsome face like the demons of the first hell.

"The king is a man, but he has a woman's tongue. Senior Brother Jinzhu cut off the root of evil, looked at the thought of breaking the dust, and climbed the avenue early!"

With that, Xue Yinshuang floated away. She already knew that Bai Yu was standing in front of the door of He Lai Qianqiu that day, and it was Pei Cai who called everyone to see the excitement. Now that he is spreading the news of Bai Yu and the Golden Scale King Ji everywhere in the school palace, how can she spare him!

"I believe in you, I know you're still alive......" In the cold wind, Xue Yinshuang listened to his heartbeat. Their lifelines have long been intertwined, and the fact that she is not dead proves that he is not dead either.

He Lai Qianqiu was furious when he learned about this, and imprisoned Xue Yinshuang on the Mingyue Cliff, and he was not allowed to take half a step for fifteen years.

"When he was in Qingqiu, I was inseparable from him. There's no way he's going to do that kind of thing!" was the reply He Lai Qianqiu got when he asked Xue Yinshuang.

She was stunned, then turned to leave. The barrier slowly closed behind her.

After the enchantment, Xue Yinshuang slowly lowered his eyelids.

When Ye Qinghuan first arrived at the Honghuan Palace, Bai Yu and she stayed in the hall for half an hour, while she waited boredly under the moon. If you act quickly, it's enough time for everything that shouldn't happen.

However, as long as he is not a demon, there is room for redemption.

As long as he's not a magic ...... That's what many people think.

The wind and snow began to rage, and the Mingyue Cliff was the closest place to the Qilian Snow Mountain in the entire Guanghan Palace, and those who cultivated to a slightly weaker level would freeze to death in the snow in a moment or three.

For the next 5,000 days and nights, the wind and snow will accompany her for a long time.

She urged out a curtain of light to protect the little bit of green lantern that flickered and flickered, stuck the Yin'e sword at her side, sat down cross-legged and began to practice.

The wind howls and the snow snorts.

Kong Lin looked at the peacock kneeling in front of him, opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Feng Yi pressed the hand he wanted to raise and shook his head gently: "Let her go!"

Kong Lin sighed lightly: "Okay. If you have to go and find him, then go. But remember, don't let anyone know what you're doing, and don't go to the North Pole for no reason. Got it?"

Peacock nodded, got up and left in silence.

That night, she departed. The only things he carried were the golden feather whip on his waist and half of the spirit rhino jade in his arms. When Bai Yu left, she quietly put this half of the spirit rhinoceros pendant under her pillow. She had seen it as a thorn in the flesh and wanted to throw it away several times. Now, it's the only thought.

The peacock was followed by a person.

Jin Wuzi had never seen a peacock look like this. Emptiness, despair, apathy. Only when it touches him does it reveal a disgust so strong that it makes people palpitate. He took all her hatred on his cousin's shoulder.

Jin Wuzi waited outside the peacock's door for an unknown amount of time. As soon as she opened the door, he followed. He was full of grievances and wanted to explain to Peacock, but the latter ignored him, and didn't even have a simple word "get out".

It was as if there were thousands of sharp knives tumbling in his heart. He was also aggrieved and uncomfortable. But how could he open his mouth to her? Jin Wuzi could only silently follow behind Peacock, even if he gave up his identity as the new champion.

It's just that before he went down the mountain, he was knocked unconscious by two old slaves beside him and taken back.

"So, what's next for you?" he took a sip of the liquor and exhaled a heavy puff of turbidity.

After many days of bothering, it's time for Bai to leave. The kindness of the two girls is reciprocated!" Bai Yu lowered his head, not daring to look at Begonia's soft eyes. He was afraid of his own fall.

"Are you going to find Miss Xue?" Haitang's voice was so thin that it made people's hearts tremble.

Bai Yu shook his head: "I will not look for anyone here." ”

Xue Yinshuang's look back made Bai Yu know her weight in her mind. He didn't dare to try again, if there was another result that broke his heart......

It's just that he owes her a life, and he doesn't know how to pay it off.

"Believe it or not, as long as you are recognized, you will be beaten to death by the angry people in half an hour!"

Bai Yu was silent. After his injuries recovered, he walked in the city several times in disguise. The hotly discussed people on the streets and alleys are all "white devils". Listen to the words of the people, and even desire to eat their flesh and drink their blood.

But he didn't know what he was doing wrong.

"I believe it. He nodded.

"Then you still have to go!"

"I can't drag you down. ”

After all, the words of retention were not spoken. Begonia watched as the back of Bai Yu's pinned bones was drowned in the surging crowd until it was no longer recognizable. She fell into her arms and wept bitterly.

Bai Yu disguised himself as a middle-aged scribe and walked aimlessly through the crowd.

The most vicious curse on the "White Devil" came to his ears. On the street corner, a group of children are writing the word "white" on a broken bamboo basket with charcoal, and are vying for Keju. On the side of the road, someone pointed to the portrait of the "White Devil" and was talking impassionedly, and he was surrounded by spectators who would applaud all the tragedies that had nothing to do with him.

Although Shenzhou is big, there is no place for him.