At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The two of them were in a mess, but the two of them were in a mess.

Wu Xin smiled without saying anything, with a faint smile on his face.

Now it was the turn of those people to be confused. They didn't know the truth and suddenly lost their outlet. They stood there at a loss.

At this moment, the crowd suddenly made a commotion.

"Who are you? How dare you hit someone in broad daylight!" Someone tried to resist, but was quickly subdued.

Wu Xin watched this scene and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that with the actions of these Tianwai Tian members, it meant that the matter was over.

The Tianwai Tian members hidden in the crowd suddenly took action and pressed down all the troublemakers.

"Take them all down and hand them over to the government for processing." Zi Yi Hou said loudly.

The members of Tianwai Tian followed orders, tied up the leaders of the trouble, and took them away from the crowd.

These were the members of the Renwai Ren sect who had just tried to mobilize the emotions of the crowd, but after they were pulled out, the crowd became even more panicked.

The White-haired Immortal said something coldly to the three people, and then Wuji Wushu and Hunpo came forward to appease the members of the sect.

Wuwei certainly would not choose to surrender, he shouted loudly and ordered the Renwai Ren to control Wuxin.

But there were only a few dozen people who responded to him, and how could such a small number of people break through the defense line.

Wuxin was surrounded by the White-haired Immortal and the Purple-clothed Marquis, two masters of the Free Heaven Realm, and Xiao Ruolin.

Those people were suppressed by the members of Tianwai Tian as soon as they attacked, not to mention getting close to him.

Wuwei saw that the situation was over and wanted to escape into the crowd.

But the White-haired Immortal was quick-witted and jumped and pulled him out of the crowd.

Bang!

The White-haired Immortal kicked Wuwei to the ground, and Wuwei fell flat on his face in front of Wuxin.

"When a man dies, the bird flies up to the sky. If he doesn't die, he will live forever!"

"Let's fight!"

Even at this moment, Wuwei didn't think of giving up, but how could he, a half-step free and unrestrained person, fight in front of a real free and unrestrained person?

The White-haired Immortal raised his hand and hit him on the back with the back of his sword, and Wuwei staggered.

Seeing that he was still struggling, the White-haired Immortal raised his foot and stepped on him heavily on the ground, making him unable to move.

Wuxin slowly squatted down, looking at the embarrassed Wuwei, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

"I have no intention of being your enemy, let alone depriving you of your rights." Wuxin said softly.

Wuwei gritted his teeth and stared at Wuxin fiercely: "You can kill me or chop me up as you wish!"

Wuxin shook his head and stood up. He waved his hand: "Uncle Yuji, he will be left to you."

Zi Yihou nodded, and then Wuwei was carried away.

After dispersing all the Yuecheng followers gathered outside, Wujiwushu and Hunpo half-knelt on the ground.

"The followers were driven and bewitched by Wuwei and were disrespectful to the young master. We are here to petition, and hope that the young master will forgive us!"

Wuxin waved his hand: "Get up, it's okay. The Demon Cult is used to dispersing slowly. A young master descended from the sky, so naturally they are reluctant. I can understand."

Wuxin's words directly convinced the three people.

"Young Sect Master, we didn't know that Wu Wei would actually do such a thing. If we had known earlier, we would not have let him succeed."

Hunpo said respectfully: "We are guilty and cannot escape punishment. We beg the young sect master to punish us!"

Wujiwushu couldn't help but frown. This guy's fence-sitter attribute really took effect. He actually used all his usual tricks on the young sect master.

There are so many things every day!

Wuxin sighed: "Forget it, what the outside world needs now is running-in. Elder Hunpo is serious."

Hunpo immediately breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: "Young Sect Master is kind and broad-minded. Hunpo admires you!"

"It's just that Hunpo has one thing I don't understand..." Hunpo rubbed his hands and grinned: "If the young sect master is convenient to say it."

"You can talk about it!" Wuxin replied.

Hearing this, Hunpo immediately became serious and his expression was no longer frivolous.

"To be honest, before the young master returned to the sect, the world outside the domain had been in chaos. The masters in the sect fought each other. Among them, the most powerful ones were Tianwai Tian, ​​Renwai Ren, and Tiangang Disha. However, due to the instigation of Renwai Ren, the sect continued to fight internally."

Hunpo paused, his expression was extremely solemn: "If the Demon Sect continues like this for a long time, let alone unification, the fight will only end in losses, and this is because... because..."

Speaking of this, he glanced at the white-haired fairy next to Wuxin, who looked indifferent, and he hesitated for a long time and couldn't say anything.

Wuxin shook his head.

He was not speechless, this was clearly

Dare not say...

At this time, the White-haired Immortal stepped forward: "Do you want to say, as the most powerful Tianwaitian of the Demon Cult, why don't Ziyi and I stand up to revive the Demon Cult?"

Hunpo hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and at this time, Hunpo couldn't help but let Wujiuwushu look up to him.

They only knew that Disha would follow the strong when he wanted to be strong, and suppress the weak when he wanted to be weak, but they never thought that he would actually consider such a thing.

And this matter is not only what Hunpo wants to ask, but also what Wujiuwushu wants to ask.

As the guardians of the Demon Cult that had not yet been torn apart, why didn't the White-haired Immortal and Ziyihou stand up to reorganize the situation.

Instead, they let the outsiders make trouble and stir up the water and fire outside the domain.

In response to the three people's questions, the White-haired Immortal snorted coldly: "When the Demon Cult fell apart, you didn't stand up to speak, but closed your doors to protect yourself. Now you stand up and blame me, Tianwaitian."

It's not that he and Ziyi didn't try it before, but facing the falling apart of the Demon Cult, not only did the leader die, but the young master was also held hostage by Zhongyuan.

Without the young master, they were not legitimate, so how could they do something that crossed the line.

Secondly, and most importantly, he and Ziyi found that there was a hand behind the chaos of the Demon Cult.

Moreover, he and Ziyi found that this hand behind the scenes was by no means an ordinary person.

And the young master had not returned to the sect yet, and the Demon Cult was in chaos, so they had to retreat and preserve the integrity of Tianwaitian, and discuss the matter again when the young master returned to the sect.

The White-haired Immortal was too disdainful to explain to the three of them. If it weren't for the Young Sect Master's repeated instructions, he and Zi Yi actually had the same idea.

It's not appropriate for the Young Sect Master to keep these senior elders in control of the Demon Sect.

Seeing the awkward situation, Hunpo hurriedly made a round and changed the subject: "By the way, Young Sect Master, I remember my head was chopped off with a knife just now, why am I still standing here now?"

Wu Ju was also shocked. He touched his neck: "Yes! The sound of the blade breaking through the wind and tearing the flesh was clearly heard."

Wu Ju glanced at Wu Shu, "And... and Wu Shu also..."

Pah!

Wu Shu drew his sword and put it on his neck, his cheeks slightly red, and said in shame and anger: "Do you want me to help you recall the sound of the blade tearing the skin?"

"I was wrong!" Wu Ju quickly raised his hands.

Seeing his cowardly look, Wu Shu was really disappointed. Why did the person she loved look like this?

She just wanted to go back and wash her mouth eight times. Her head was clearly cut off by the other party, but she seemed to have a God's perspective.

She could only watch from the side. That feeling was really disgusting.

Wuxin's eyes instantly bloomed with purple light. The three of them were slightly stunned, and then their eyes became blurred, as if they were trapped in some kind of illusion.

Wuxin closed his eyes and interrupted the spell. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to normal, and the three of them also woke up from their blurred state just now.

"Just now, what happened?" Hunpo was a little frightened.

Just now, his body seemed to be controlled, his mind was blank, and a magic sound pierced his ears, making his head always follow the magic sound.

"This... I don't know much, I just seemed to dream that I and a woman entered the wedding room?" Wuji scratched his head and answered uncertainly.

He had just lifted the red veil and entered the main topic, but was suddenly pulled back to reality.

Wushu frowned and asked hurriedly, "Who is that woman!"

Which woman in the world would be willing to marry this fool?

Wushu looked at her shyly and pointed out, "It's Wushu, you..."

"Ah?" Wushu was startled, his face flushed, and he stuttered, "You idiot, I... I won't marry you..."

However, in fact, Wuxin's Heart Demon Attraction cannot be controlled for such a long time.

The real initiator was Xiao Ruolin, when Wuxin taught him the Heart Demon Attraction.

His Heart Demon Attraction underwent a transformation, like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, and was strengthened.

Just because Xiao Ruolin's martial arts talent is...

Exiled Immortal!