I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

If Gorefiend didn't lie, is Long Eyebrow a bad person?

Qin Yao felt that this issue should be viewed dialectically.

For the Blood Demon, using him as a tool is definitely not a good thing.

But for others other than the Blood Demon, even the chessmen who wield the purple and green swords, long eyebrows are not necessarily bad people.

Take Li Yiqi as an example. Without eyebrows, she would at most be just a knight-errant. It would be great if she could attain immortality, let alone become a transcendent existence in "New Shushan Swordsman".

Now, even if Li Yiqi knew that Changmei was using her, would she hate Changmei?

Maybe, maybe not, but regardless of whether it is possible, it is impossible for her to be an enemy of Changmei, let alone betray the Emei Sect.

Thus, a world emerged where only the Blood Demon was injured. Everyone benefited greatly from this chess game, only the Blood Demon was beaten.

Moreover, he didn't get beaten once, but he got beaten every once in a while.

It seems that the villain with the monstrous demonic flames feels like a pitiful person for some reason.

"Can't you find any loopholes?" At this time, the Blood Demon sneered: "Because what I said is the truth, and there are no loopholes in the facts."

Zen Master Xiaoru: "..."

He and Qin Yao had different ideas.

The legendary celebrity who couldn't accept Guang Weizheng suddenly turned into an old Yinbi.

He couldn't even accept the reality that he had become a pawn.

Ding Yin felt the same way about this emotion.

"You are the pawns and I am the master of suffering. Only if we unite can we defeat Chang Mei's conspiracy."

The Blood Demon closed the coffin, and his tone gradually became more sincere: "This is not only helping me, but also for yourselves. Unless you are willing to be used like a fool, in the end the useful ones will be kept as cows and horses, and the useless ones will be discarded directly. son."

"We won't help you." Although he was in a very complicated mood, Ding Yin still said with an extremely determined attitude: "There is no coexistence between good and evil. Helping you deal with Changmei is severing yourself from the right path, so even if you don't help Changmei deal with it, You, we won’t help you deal with him.”

"Master Ding." Zen Master Xiaoru's heart trembled, and he looked at Ding Yin with a complicated expression.

Ding Yin looked sideways and said solemnly: "I am Ding Yin, the leader of the Nanhai Sword Sect. I have no intention of joining the Emei Sect, let alone becoming the pioneer general of Emei."

"Master Ding, don't listen to this devil's words." Zen Master Xiaoru said with a pale face.

Ding Yin paused for a moment and said, "Xiao Ru, do you really think this is a one-sided statement from the Blood Demon?"

Xiaoru: "Even if, even if this is true, we have nothing to lose."

Ding Yinjian frowned: "Is this a matter of loss? This is taking advantage of our goodwill, our loyalty, and at the same time, our trust in him!"

Xiaoru: "..."

"No matter what you think, I don't plan to ask about this matter anymore."

Ding Yin said seriously: "The water is too deep for this matter. I can take action to establish a good relationship with Changmei, but I cannot jump into the river for this good relationship.

Taoist Priest Lin, Taoist Priest Qin, are you willing to be guests of the Nanhai Sword Sect? I can take you there now. "

"What do you think?" Uncle Jiu asked Qin Yao.

Qin Yao said calmly: "I want to meet Changmei."

"Confront him?" Gorefiend said: "I guarantee that he will not admit it, and he will find excuses for all the questions or flaws you raise."

Qin Yao smiled: "Listen and you will understand. I am willing to wait here for you to tell me, how can I judge this matter without listening to him?"

The Blood Demon had no way to refute, so he said: "I hope you won't be fooled by him, just like those fools who were willing to sacrifice their lives in the past evil tribulations."

As soon as the words fell, its flowing blood body quickly deformed, and finally condensed into a blood-red spear. With a sharp blade, it shot straight into the sky and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

"Daxia Ding, Zen Master Xiaoru, will you go to Emei with our master and disciples, or will you choose to part ways here?" Qin Yao silently withdrew his gaze and looked at the silent monk.

"I'm going to take Di Mingqi back to the South China Sea." Ding Yin said without hesitation.

Zen Master Xiaoru breathed out softly and said: "Two Taoist priests, I will go to Emei with you. I want to ask Master Changmei personally to see what he says and what his attitude is."

Ding Yin felt that this was meaningless at all. No matter what he said or what his attitude was, he could not clear away the serious suspicions on the other party.

Some things cannot be revealed. Once the bright coat is lifted and the dirty essence inside is exposed, no matter how beautiful the halo is, it will be shattered into dust in an instant.

Ding Yin no longer wanted to face Changmei anymore.

Little Qing, he took the lead in leaving the Snowy Mountains with Di Mingqi who turned back three times. Since then, the two core characters in the story have deviated from the main line and been passively eliminated.

This was naturally a loss for Di Mingqi. He lost an opportunity to become the master of the Ziying Sword, but for Ding Yin, it changed his fate of a tragic death.

And if he doesn't die, he can take good care of Di Mingqi... So Di Mingqi's luck won't be much worse.

From this perspective, there are no real losers in this change.

What Qin Yao wants to plan is to become the biggest winner.

What's the biggest winner?

He is the master of the purple and green swords.

Compared with Li Yiqi, a prodigy who can only possess artifacts for a short period of time, after he and Uncle Jiu get the purple and green swords, they will definitely not and do not need to hand them over again.

Of course, there is a prerequisite for all this, which is to seal the Blood Demon again.

Blood demon.

Just for getting beat up.

In the blink of an eye, two months later.

The two pairs of masters and apprentices came to the majestic Mount Emei, climbed to the top of Tianxian Peak, and waited for Chang Mei's arrival in a magnificent waiting hall.

"Are you sure you want to question Changmei directly?"

Taking advantage of the time gap before the other party came over, Qin Yao raised his head and stared at Zen Master Xiaoru.

"Of course, he must give me an explanation." Xiaoru said seriously: "If he tries to fool me or thinks otherwise, my Kunlun sect will sever ties with the Emei sect from now on."

Qin Yao thought to himself: "He is too obsessed with right and wrong and ignores interests. I don't know whether to praise him for his purity or call him stupid..."

However, persuasion is impossible. Once Xiaoru's master and disciple break up with Changmei, Changmei's best choice is only himself and Jiu Shu.

"Meet the leader."

In his reverie, following the greetings from the patrolling disciples outside the hall, a fat Taoist priest with white eyebrows hanging down to his chest strode into the treasure hall. There was no trace of majesty or solemnity on his round cheeks, but instead he looked amiable and approachable.

"I'm sorry, Zen Master, something has delayed me."

"It doesn't matter." Zen Master Xiaoru shook his head, and then said impatiently: "Master, we encountered a blood demon in the Four Elephants Demon Sect!"