My practice narration is weird

In the pavilion, the young man in purple robe was chattering.

There is no royal family in Daxuan, only the twelve immortal sects. Now many years later, only seven families are left to control the overall situation, but they are also divided into the mountains and the mountains. The young man in purple robe is named Xu Qingyuan, who claims to be the Taoist disciple of Baiyun Temple, the immortal sect on Daxuan Mountain. He has a distinguished status. If you insist on saying so, in a dynasty like Dayan, he would be equivalent to a certain heir apparent?

There was no maid on the side, only the thin maid next to the purple-robed young man brought a fruit plate and sake from somewhere and carefully placed them on the table.

Ye Wuyou glanced curiously.

This maid's appearance and cultivation are ordinary, and she seems to have a hidden problem in her feet. If you look closely, you can see that her steps are slightly staggered when she walks.

It's not that Ye Wuyou is judging people by their appearance, but at first glance, people will feel that this personal maid is staying next to this Taoist who claims to be of high status. Their temperaments are slightly inappropriate. After all, what kind of woman does the latter want? No?

At a time when this was not worth paying attention to, Ye Wuyou withdrew his gaze.

But Xu Qingyuan smiled.

"Brother Ye likes it?"

Ye Wuyou frowned. This man's every move and words were really strange and disgusting, and his thoughts and emotions were extremely out of control.

Ye Wuyou didn't reply, but Xu Qingyuan's eyes flashed fiercely for no reason.

The young man in purple robe stretched out his hand and grabbed the thin maid tightly, and then violently pushed towards Ye Wuyou amid the woman's frightened eyes and shouts.

The Qi machine bloomed in an instant, and Xu Qingyuan looked as if he was crazy and said with excitement and trembling.

"Since you like it, why don't I give it to you?"

Ye Wuyou didn't expect that the other party would suddenly become nervous. He stood up and stretched out his hand, sticking behind the woman who was almost violently bumping into him. His expression changed, and the strength in his hand was slightly condensed. He took a few steps back before calming down. That majestic energy.

What does this guy think of the human body?

He pushed the angry maid aside, who was obviously dead. The anger in his eyes was no longer concealed, and a black long knife appeared in his hand.

"Are you looking for death?" Ye Wuyou said word by word.

Xu Qingyuan looked happy, his eyebrows were raised, and he said nonchalantly.

"Looking for death? How long do you think I can live? She's just a maid. She can't survive if I die. Why don't I give her a ride."

"By the way, Brother Ye, your knife is pretty good. Why don't you try to remove my head?"

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath.

Could this man be seriously ill?

One second he was fine, and the next second he suddenly fell into neurotic madness.

If someone is sick, he must be treated. At least let him talk properly.

As for how to treat it, I don't know.

Give it a punch first and then talk about it, and then ask the truth after the punch!

When the long black knife attacked, the young man in purple robe did not resist at all.

Xu Qingyuan looked a little stunned, the madness in his eyes was no longer there, and there was a rare flash of hesitation in his eyes.

This was something Ye Wuyou never thought of.

The hot blood spilled into the wine glass, splashed all over the floor, and landed on the clear lake surface, staining it a bit bright red.

The next second.

Ye Wuyou was stunned.

He was still sitting on the stone bench, and the maid carefully brought the fruit plate and wine. The purple-robed young man turned back with a smile.

"Sorry, I got off track just now. It's really rare to meet the same kind of people, and I can't help but feel a little happy. Normally I would never be so nagging."

【Backtrack】

It's him!

He was killed by me, so he launched the retracement?

Seeing Ye Wuyou stunned, Xu Qingyuan said doubtfully.

"Brother Ye, what's going on? By the way, I just said I wanted to tell you what they were talking about. Yes, how about I tell you and listen to it now?"

Ye Wuyou lowered his eyes slightly, his expression returned to normal, and he looked at the other party calmly.

After looking back, everything returns to the way it was at the beginning, including memories.

But Xu Qingyuan didn't know that he had not forgotten the scene just now.

And he was not prepared to expose this matter.

Anyway, it's interesting. Ye Wuyou nodded slightly, "Just tell me."

Only then did the purple-robed Xu Qingyuan look away, turned his head and smiled, speaking in a nonchalant tone.

"The old man in gray robe is nominally my protector, but he is actually a messenger sent by several sects. They think I don't know the news. Oh, actually I have my own methods. I have known about their twists and turns for a long time, but But I can’t tell Brother Ye about this method.”

The method is nothing more than [backtracking].

Xu Qingyuan spoke slowly, "Before I talk about this, I want to ask Brother Ye, how much do you know about your master?"

Immediately, Xu Qingyuan took the initiative to add without waiting for Ye Wuyou to speak.

"For example, why doesn't your master step into the Sixth Realm? Also, what is it about your master?"

Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment. He indeed knew very little about Lu Qingshan.

The Sixth Realm is indeed out of reach, but logically speaking, with Lu Qingshan’s talent, it shouldn’t be surprising to enter the Sixth Realm.

As for the wreckage of the avenue on Lu Qingshan's body, Ye Wuyou had some vague guesses, but it was not clear.

Xu Qingyuan lowered his head, smiled lowly, and muttered to himself.

"You really don't know, haha, that's right. He won't tell anyone about such a thing. Only I can find out."

"If you have to go through the inner demon tribulation in the six realms, your master doesn't dare and can't do it."

Inner demon calamity? Ye Wuyou only heard Xia Anmeng mention it before, but he was too far away from the Sixth Realm, so he didn't ask in detail.

Xu Qingyuan looked leisurely and said calmly.

"As for what your master has on your body...Brother Ye, how about you tell me what you have on your body, and I'll tell you the answer?"

Ye Wuyou smiled.

How to deal with this kind of words that have no basis at all?

"Okay." Ye Wuyou said.

The red light in his right eye flashed, and Xu Qingyuan looked stunned. Suddenly, a figure appeared beside him, and he was slashing at him with a knife.

The next second, the illusion dissipated.

"That's what I have about me."

Ye Wuyou was very serious, and it was true. He didn't lie.

Xu Qingyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, he shook his head and chuckled.

"Brother Ye, don't lie to me. When I saw you killing that boy named Tao that day, you didn't use such illusionary methods."

On the Yunzhou that day, Xu Qingyuan could see clearly that Ye Wuyou ignored the move of the gray-robed old man, wondering what was going through the heart of the person beneath him.

That's definitely not an illusion.

Ye Wuyou seemed to have known that the other party would have such doubts, and shook his head.

"I didn't say it was an illusion. You thought it was fake. In fact, it was real. It just seemed to you that it was fake in the illusion."

Xu Qingyuan was silent for a long time. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.

"That's all, Brother Ye, the thing on your master is similar to the ability to kill."

Is it?

Is it just that? It’s so simple and you still need to say it?

The two looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and both of them brushed off the topic.

After that, the young man in purple robe spoke lazily.

"They are negotiating a deal. Our Daxuan sects want to take advantage of your master's weirdness. The Lu family probably also wants to ask your master to come back and take charge. Of course, in exchange, they will help Dayan solve it. Those monsters are a scourge.”

"You know, people like us don't live long. Neither you, nor me, nor your master. We all live as long as we can."

"As for how to get it? Don't worry, we are not that bad. We are just waiting for your master to be near the end of his life. Just like me now, waiting for the day when he is about to die, we take the initiative to go somewhere to stay. Yes, you guys are not Is there a heavenly prison like that? Your master should have said the same thing to you."

Yes, living people are easier to deal with than those after death. Lu Qingshan once said to himself that if he could not learn Tianyan, then there would be a cage prepared for him.

But.

Hearing these words, Ye Wuyou's heart had already filled with anger.

Are you kidding? What is this? Are you treating Lu Qingshan as a commodity?

To deal with those monster clans, do you really think we need your help?

Ye Wuyou laughed angrily, "Your words are really ridiculous. Can this be treated as a deal? Do you think we will agree?"

Xu Qingyuan, who was dressed in purple robes, looked casual, "It doesn't matter whether you agree or not. If you don't agree, their group will come and get it themselves."

Ye Wuyou's expression turned cold and he sneered.

"Just you?"

Xu Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, looked at Ye Wuyou's expression, let out a light sigh, then thought of something and shook his head.

This moody Shangzong Daozi finally put away his lazy look at this moment, and slowly sat upright while leaning on the railing, his eyes slightly narrowed, showing a rare degree of seriousness.

He spoke softly, but said every word carefully.

"Why do you view Daxuan with such hostility?"

"Do you think we are evil people? Want to harm your master? Are we harmful to Dayan?"

"Let's be clear, we are saving what you call Great Yan!"