When the young master Taiyi of the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Star God of the Northern Demon Sect, the Old Heavenly Demon of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Helian brothers of the Heiren City and Lin Feng appeared on the Emei Golden Top together, although the White Emei Real Person of Qingcheng, Li Jingxu, the Pure Land boy of Wudang, and the Three Olds of the Gan family in Kunlun immediately took action when they saw this, but after all, it was a beat slower and it was much easier to destroy than rescue, so the situation in the battle situation took a sharp turn.

At the same time, the righteous disciples who stayed in the back mountain of Emei were also attacked by the ancestor Wuxiang and the Zhongzhou team. With the intention of not being able to do so, Qingcheng disciples Zuo Hongling and Zhongli Yaoqing and Kunlun disciple Fang Haoyu suffered accidents one after another. Even Emei Qi Xiaer and Qi Lingyun could not escape. Yang Zheng used the Xuanyin Banner to refine the soul and became the main soul in the banner.

However, just as the entire Mount Emei was in turmoil and attack, there was a man on the back mountain of Emei that still seemed leisurely and contented. He was sitting upright on the Taishi Chair in the house. Although he was extremely short and thin, his skin was slightly shriveled and yellow, which was far from the image of Youdao Quanzhen with an ordinary fairy-like and childish face. However, after wearing a simple blue Taoist robe, he had a unique look of being out of the world.

The short and thin man in front of him was the contemporary head of Qingcheng, the short old man Zhu Mei. Although he seemed not only not outstanding in the Shushan world, he was still a little incompetent. He had the same identity as Qi Shuming, and had no magic weapon to show off, and his cultivation was only mediocre. He only knew to hug Emei's thighs tightly. However, his scheming and formal methods could be said to be a standard heroic figure.

Although Zhu Mei's talent is mediocre, she has no chance of being a fairy-god adventure, and she has no chance of being a magic weapon in her life, she is cruel enough to plot against her former friend without hesitation for her future. After slowly climbing to the position of Qingcheng as the head of Qingcheng, she used the entire Qingcheng as a bargaining chip. Whether it is the sect or the good friends and disciples, she can abandon her anytime and anywhere, and it is impossible for her to be reluctant to leave.

Although Lin Feng was not sure whether there would be any difference between the short man in the Shushan Legend world and the Shushan novel, the meaning and value of this person are worth going on this trip. So when he attracted the attention of the deity, he quietly focused his consciousness on the clone of the Styx, came to Mount Emei, and secretly visited the short man Zhu Mei.

Looking at the transparent blood shadows that appeared out of thin air in front of me, this person had no intention of getting up and taking action. He just said lightly: "I heard that the Blood Lord killed Shi Tiandu and Minghe with his own hands. I asked myself that it was no match for me. If I wanted to take the head of my neck today, I could do it from the Qingcheng lineage. If not, then sit down and have a cup of tea."

Seeing that Lin Feng did not respond, he was not in a hurry. He was still tasting the cup of tea. When the blood shadow in front of him completely condensed into a strange young man with red hair and blood eyes, and after sitting beside him, he raised his right hand slightly and condensed a green lotus blooming out of thin air into a teacup. He held it in the air to the table with true energy. He said lightly: "I don't know that the Blood Lord is visiting and the hospitality is not perfect. Try this jade-grass tea. Although it is not a precious thing, it can calm down and condense true energy, which is of some benefit to those who practice Taoism."

In the next period of time, Zhu Mei did not speak again. Although she vaguely guessed that the demon in front of her might want to cooperate with him, he couldn't expect that he would agree. If he wanted to use magic power to force his mind to control his mind

Then what can I do to deal with it? I secretly sent a message to the predecessor of the righteous path, not to say that I could hide it from the demon in front of me, no matter whether the other party would come in time, even if I really came, I would be assured that I would be safe. If I didn’t send it, what else could I do?

"Zhu Mei, you haven't thought that Tiandu Minghe and Jile Boy are really annoying. Qingcheng is a bit too small right now."

Just as all kinds of thoughts flashed through Zhu Mei's mind, Lin Feng suddenly spoke.

"Hehe, Blood Lord is joking. My family master teaches me the Taoist Dharma and teaches me the supernatural powers. I have only a grateful heart. How could I feel bored? Master Jile is the pillar of Qingcheng, and I have no other thoughts except respect."

The short old man Zhu Mei chuckled and said, although such words were completely beyond his expectations, and he did have some uncontrollable heartbeats. Although the boy Jile was a protective umbrella to him, it was also an insurmountable obstacle. After the death of Minghe in Tiandu, his sect was completely wiped out, and he was not even as good as the second-in-commander of the Northern Demon Cult. However, the blood-colored figure in front of him was definitely not an ideal collaborator. If this handle called the righteous traitor fell into the other party's hands, he would just jump from the hands of the true man Jile to the hands of the Blood Demon Venerable.

Although Zhu Mei's heart was suppressed in an instant, the emotional fluctuation could not be hidden from Lin Feng's perception. A red light burst out from her eyes and shot straight into Zhu Mei's eyes. He slowly spoke: "Yes, Zhu Mei, as the head of Qingcheng, you must indeed respect Jilei. It's just that the number of days is not something we can guess. Maybe he is destined to be defeated and fallen, and you may step on the body of the ancestor of the Demonic Taoism, and step by step with the identity of the head of Qingcheng to become brilliant."

When the red light suddenly shot into Zhu Mei's eyes, he suddenly felt a sense of shock and panic, but he found that his mind was not affected at all. After the red light only reflected some memory fragments and scenes into his mind, he immediately calmed down.

"I dare to ask what the Blood Lord meant?"

After a long time, Zhu Mei said sternly.

"Remember, you are just a righteous monk and the head of Qingcheng. You have never seen me before. We have no cooperative relationship. We cannot show mercy in both calculations and competition. All of this is just a coincidence by accident!"

Lin Feng's voice turned into a thread. After sending this sentence into the short man Zhu Mei's ears, his whole body gradually became more transparent and thin, until it finally disappeared.

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Chapter completed!