That's What Villains Are Like

Ling Zhuyun has been familiar with various classic records since she was a child, and has covered a wide range of topics, including some wonderful medical techniques.

When she saw Jiang Lan's strange behavior just now, she still couldn't believe it.

After all, cardiophagy is indeed rare, and the number of recorded occurrences from ancient times to the present is only a handful.

But when she saw Jiang Lan's horrific pain during the attack, she was finally sure that it was cardiophagia. For the first time, she was at a loss as to how to help Jiang Lan relieve it.

After all, just looking at the scene when the disease occurs is terrifying enough.

If it happened to her, she asked herself that it would be impossible to remain silent like Jiang Lan.

She admired this perseverance and put away her previous prejudices.

Of course, the most important point is that the solution to cardiophagia she knows requires swallowing the monk's blood every day, and it will be cured in a few years.

Judging from Jiang Lan's current situation, his disease definitely lasts for much longer than a few years.

In other words, Jiang Lan has been enduring such pain during this period of time.

No wonder he was so calm and calm when faced with assassinations and dangerous situations before. How can ordinary people match this kind of great will and mentality that he has honed?

What Ling Zhuyun greatly admired was that with the power of the Prime Minister's Office, it could be said that it was easy to cure the heart-eating disease.

But Jiang Lan would rather endure such a long period of pain and suffering.

Such a person, even if he is as bad as the rumors say, cannot be that bad.

"Help me obtain the inheritance of True Lord Zixia, but there is no need."

"I have my own way."

"However, if you want to help me, you might as well help me kill that guy named Ye."

Regarding Ling Zhuyun's words, Jiang Lan just said casually, with a calm expression on his face.

"I..." Ling Zhuyun hesitated.

The corner of Jiang Lan's mouth curled up, and he smiled as if he was not surprised. He looked at her and said, "In that case, Saint Zhuyun, please put away your pity and guilt for me."

"I've made it very clear that I will help you because we share weal and woe now. If you die, I won't be able to live."

"So, you don't have to feel guilty."

Hearing these calm words, Ling Zhuyun's glossy red lips opened slightly under her veil, wanting to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

Especially looking at Jiang Lan's calm expression, she didn't know why, but she always felt uncomfortable at this moment, and there was a feeling that the emotions accumulated in her heart could not be vented.

After so many years of practice, this was the first time she encountered this situation and she didn't know how to deal with it.

During the tea-making party, Jiang Lan knew that Ye Ming was an assassin, but out of concern for her face, he did not expose her lie in public.

Obviously at that time, the two had never known each other.

When something like this happened today, Jiang Lan fought tooth and nail to protect her, delaying time for her and saving her life.

If I hadn't unexpectedly learned about the pain and suffering he had hidden for many years, I would have still been full of prejudice against him and stubbornly suspected that he had other plans for me.

This feeling of guilt but not knowing how to make up for it made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Brother Ye and I have a close relationship, and he has helped me a lot. It is impossible for me to retaliate against him and attack him." After thinking about it, Ling Zhuyun said softly, looking at Jiang Lan with slightly misty eyes.

"I understand, so I just said it casually." Jiang Lan said.

Ling Zhuyun's heart became more and more uncomfortable as she looked at his expression that was so calm and unchanging.

It was obvious that he had thought of teasing himself before.

"Mr. Jiang, the hatred between you and Brother Ye should not be irresolvable. I think I can help you turn your hostility into friendship..." Ling Zhuyun tried to speak, hoping to resolve the grudge between the two.

Jiang Lan waved her hand, interrupted her, and said calmly, "No need."

"I know that Saint Zhuyun has a deep prejudice against me, but why do you have to humiliate me like this? In the middle of the Drunken Immortal, that guy assassinated me in public. If I hadn't been surrounded by many masters, I might have died in his hands."

"In the Zixia Mountains, he took me away and threw me in this remote area, leaving me to fend for myself. I was attacked and killed by mountain spirits and wild monsters. Before, I was worried about your face, Saint Zhu Yun, and The guy’s name was not mentioned.”

"Do you really think I don't know who wants to kill me?"

"Even if I don't know, don't you know it in your heart?"

"For a guy who wants to kill me over and over again, are you telling me now that the hatred between him and me is not irresolvable?"

"Does Saint Zhu Yun think that I am too kind, or does she think that this is what should be done?"

His words were very calm and his tone was not fast, as if he was just stating a simple fact.

But it left Ling Zhuyun speechless and fell silent, not knowing how to answer.

Especially Jiang Lan's last few words made her pretty face pale slightly.

Yes, why did she ask Jiang Lan to put down her hatred, and what qualifications did she have to say these words to him.

She obviously had a suspicion in her mind before that Ye Ming wanted to kill Jiang Lan, but she pretended not to know because of the relationship between the two.

"sorry……"

Ling Zhuyun looked at Jiang Lan blankly, feeling uncomfortable in her heart. She was silent for a long time, and finally she could only open her red lips slightly and say these three words.

Jiang Lan looked at her in surprise.

After a moment, he said nonchalantly, "No need to apologize. If you really feel sorry for me, then go kill that person named Ye."

"If you can't do it, don't say such things again. You haven't sorry for me, so why do you look like you want to make it up to me?"

Ling Zhuyun was stunned.

There was another long silence.

Jiang Lan sensed the luck flowing into Niwan Palace, and was not surprised by this.

It has always been a woman's nature to think about things, and even Ling Zhuyun, a saint from the Yaochi Sect, is no exception.

Although the original plot has changed due to Lin Fan's death, and even led to an intersection between Ling Zhuyun and Ye Ming, Ling Zhuyun's character has not changed at all.

If you want to get a handle on her, you have to start with her character and the environment in which she lived since childhood.

He grew up in the Yaochi Sect since he was a child. His master placed high hopes on him and instilled him with various ideas. From childhood to adulthood, he has been pure and holy without any stain on his body.

She represents not only herself, but also the huge Yaochi Sect behind her.

Therefore, she traveled abroad to help the common people, support justice, and make the Yaochi Sect famous and holy.

She even regards Yaochi Sect as more important than her own life.

Because of her appreciation for Ye Ming, she made an exception and lied to him for the first time, in front of the younger generation of the immortal sects. This also became her biggest psychological flaw.

Deep down in her heart, she was actually afraid that Jiang Lan would threaten her, but Jiang Lan didn't do that.

What he wanted from the beginning to the end was Ling Zhuyun's heart. Otherwise, with his current strength, it would be so easy to want her.

"Master Jiang, if you continue to delay like this, the inheritance of Zhenjun Zixia's cave may be taken over by others." Ling Zhuyun suddenly spoke, looking at Jiang Lan with eyes like autumn water.

"It doesn't matter, Meng Ning will come to me soon." Jiang Lan said.

Ling Zhuyun was silent for a moment and then asked, "Does Mr. Jiang dislike me as a burden?"

"Not really, I'm just worried that if the man named Ye sees you with me, he will have murderous intentions for me again," Jiang Lan said.

"..."

Ling Zhuyun took a gentle breath to calm down and said, "Mr. Jiang, you are so childish now. Brother Ye and I are not the kind of relationship you think."

Seeing that Jiang Lan was not moved at all.

Ling Zhuyun stretched out her slender jade hands, seemed to rub her eyebrows, and said, "If he dares to attack you, I will protect you."

Hearing this, Jiang Lan still sat there with a calm expression, not even bothering to raise his eyelids.

"Mr. Jiang, you'd better listen to me now. You probably don't want your secrets to be known to others, right?"

Ling Zhuyun seemed to sigh in her heart, and then deliberately put on a more fierce look on her face and said threateningly.

But when this look appeared on her face, it seemed a little weird.

Jiang Lan seemed to be amused by her and asked, "Are you sure you are not afraid of men and women being intimate?"

"After I fainted, wasn't it Mr. Jiang who carried me into the cave?"

"Right……"

After a while, Jiang Lan enjoyed what warm-smelling nephrite was, as soft and delicate as a light feather.

Through the snow-white dress, you can faintly see the snow-white skin, and the neck is slender and fair, as perfect as a white swan.

He only felt an extremely pleasant fragrance lingering between his nose, which made people want to bury their heads in it.

But at this moment, Ling Zhuyun was a little stiff, and the base of her ears was a hot red.

It sounds simple to say, but when you actually do it, you realize how transcendent and bold this move is.

Excluding the time when she was unconscious just now, she has never had any physical contact with the opposite sex in her entire life.

Especially when she could feel Jiang Lan's hot breath on her snowy neck, it made her feel confused and she had the urge to drop him subconsciously.

"Jiang... Mr. Jiang, don't make trouble..." She forced herself to calm down.

"good."

Jiang Lan's words rang in her crystal clear ears, making her flawless face turn bright red in an instant.

The slender jade hands could not help but clenched tightly, and then relaxed.

After leaving the cave, Ling Zhuyun took Jiang Lan all the way to the direction where Zixia Zhenjun was born in the cave.

However, on the way, he still deliberately avoided the other monks, as if he was afraid of being seen by others.

Jiang Lan kept talking to her.

"Am I the first to see your true face?"

"For men, it is indeed..."

"It seems that Saint Zhuyun's first time was taken by me."

"..." Ling Zhuyun still thought it would be better to leave him in the cave and wait for Li Mengning to rescue him.

"Is it true that a saint from the Yaochi Sect can't get married? I've heard some rumors. Maybe I'll ask my father to propose marriage in person someday..."

"..."

Ling Zhuyun discovered that one of his hobbies was teasing herself and watching her look embarrassed and annoyed.

So when I heard Jiang Lan say something like this later, I pretended not to hear it.

Jiang Lan was asking for trouble and could only sigh with pretense of regret.

The red lips under Ling Zhuyun's veil were slightly curved. For some reason, she felt that she felt inexplicably relaxed when she came into contact with Jiang Lan.

There is no need to always pay attention to your words and deeds like before, for fear of having a bad impact on the Yaochi Sect.

This feeling of freedom and ease was something she had never experienced before.

And Jiang Lan didn't care about her identity as a saint of the Yaochi Sect. She didn't have the respect and fear of others. Instead, she had been trying to tease her, wanting to see her in contrast to her saintliness.

Ling Zhuyun felt that maybe Jiang Lan knew about her exceptional lie, so there was no need to deliberately maintain that holy and aloof image.

This feeling of relaxation made her feel very comfortable for no reason.

Jiang Lan felt the skyrocketing luck in Niwan Palace and could only sigh inwardly.

This holy girl is too innocent and easy to fool. If there are a few of her together, they will not be as smart as Chu Chan.

No wonder that in the original plot, Chu Chan would eventually take away her position as the head of the Yaochi Sect.

Both Li Mengning and Ling Zhuyun are the kind of guys with pitifully little minds.

Ye Ming, a guy who appears serious on the surface but secretly does no less harmful things than him, will also be regarded by Ling Zhuyun as an open-minded and aboveboard person.

On the contrary, people like me, who are cannon fodder for villains but have a bright mind and abide by the law, are often misunderstood with prejudice.

This world is unfair.

…

When rushing to the entrance to the secret realm, Ling Zhuyun would also take the initiative to ask Jiang Lan some things, but mostly about Chu Chan.

She admires Chu Chan very much and thinks that Chu Chan can become the mainstay of Yaochi Sect in the future, so she also wants to know how Chu Chan is like with Jiang Lan.

On the topic of Chu Chan, the reason for Ye Ming's assassination of Jiang Lan was inevitably discussed.

Ling Zhuyun also told Jiang Lan the explanation of what she learned.

"Don't throw any blame on me. I never forced her from the beginning to the end."

"Speaking of which, she was forced out of Zuixianju by your Yaochi Sect disciples that day..."

"As a saint of the Yaochi Sect, you don't even know that your disciples have been bullied. Chu Chan cried beside me all night, complaining about how she had been bullied in the Yaochi Sect for many years. It can be said that those who hear it are sad and those who listen to it shed tears."

"As for whether these things are true or false, you will know when you go back and investigate. Your Yaochi Sect's own shit basin is thrown at me. I will not admit it."

Jiang Lan was naturally stern about this, saying that he was very innocent.

At this time, Ling Zhuyun had the urge to throw him away from her.

"Then why did you rob my Yaochi Sect disciple in front of everyone?" she asked.

"I just wanted to test Zhao Dieyi. Who knew she would be so tolerant and treat Chu Chan as an abandoned child." Jiang Lan also reached out and rubbed his eyebrows.

"You said there is something wrong with Zhao Dieyi?"

"It's just a guess. When we were in Yuyi City, as soon as the assassin Lin Fan was taken down, her grandfather Zhao Tianhe showed up to save her. A great scholar with a powerful seventh level appeared in Yuyi City. What a coincidence."

"I don't doubt her, who do I doubt?" Jiang Lan said without changing her expression, picking herself off cleanly.

After hearing this explanation, Ling Zhuyun was silent for a long time before she gradually understood.

It turns out that this is what happened that day.

The assassin Lin Fan was a remnant of the Blood Immortal Sect, and a great scholar actually risked offending the prime minister's government and planned to rescue him.

There is no doubt that this is true.

At that time, Ye Ming suddenly appeared and assassinated Jiang Lan. No wonder Jiang Lan always regarded Ye Ming as a remnant of the Blood Immortal Sect.

If it were her, she would inevitably doubt and overthink that aspect.

"I……"

Thinking of this, Ling Zhuyun's expression became more complicated.

"What are you?" Jiang Lan raised an eyebrow.

"I really didn't expect you to think so much, Mr. Jiang, and always treat you as the real playboy second generation ancestor..." Ling Zhuyun said guiltily.

"I am indeed the second generation of Dandy." Jiang Lan admitted.

"No, you're not." Ling Zhuyun shook her head.

At this moment, she seemed to suddenly understand Chu Chan.

Why did she look so determined to follow Jiang Lan?

Ling Zhuyun thought Chu Chan was forced to do so at first, but now it seems that she was probably voluntary. She knew in her heart whether the Yaochi Sect was good to her or Jiang Lan was good to her.

…

In the secret realm, the sounds of fighting and fighting were extremely chaotic.

Around that dojo, bright divine lights shot through the sky, various magic weapons rose up, and powerful runes flashed. The divine power was so powerful and brilliant that the sky rumbled.

People from all sides started a melee there. Dozens of people fought for each magical weapon, and their eyes were red with the killing.

In other areas, the guarding monsters appeared, raised their heads and roared, and the mountains rumbled like a big earthquake.

The powerful force shook the blood of all the monks, causing them to vomit blood and fly everywhere. Some people died here, with blood splattering in the sky.

Even so, it could not extinguish everyone's burning greed.

People die for wealth and birds die for food. Faced with the temptation of opportunity, no one takes a step back even if their lives are in danger.

Facing the powerful monster, no one retreated, and soon a large number of monks rushed forward, using various weapons and magical powers to finally kill the monster king.

Then someone discovered that every area guarded by the demon king had important treasures, either classics or spiritual elixirs, all of which were extremely precious.

As a result, in the depths of those medicine gardens, there is an ancient medicine garden guarded by several monster beasts. The mist is lingering in it, and there is a faint aura of array runes flashing, and various medicines are rich in fragrance.

After receiving the news, many monks abandoned their remaining magical weapons and rushed to the ancient medicine garden.

A chaotic battle took place in it. Blood spattered in the sky and many corpses fell. Some strong men with red eyes used extremely powerful magic weapons and swept across a large area.

At this time, deep in the ancient medicine garden, the light and mist became more and more brilliant, and the vision became even more astonishing.

It was misty there, with thousands of auspicious colors and brilliant rays of light, like a piece of fairy land glowing.

Many people were shocked and looked over. Even the monks who were fighting couldn't help but stop temporarily, their eyes widening.

Phew...

A crisp phoenix call suddenly sounded, and the colorful fairy clouds filled the sky, like heavy fog, surging and rising there, extremely bright.

A fairy phoenix spreads its wings and flies out, each feather flowing with dazzling colorful fairy light, and wisps of smoke lingering around it, as if it evolved in the fairy land.

It was too real, its eyes were arrogant, its whole body was filled with nobility, and it looked down upon the common people. The flames of its wings soared into the sky, covering half of the sky.

At this moment, everyone felt an astonishing feeling of immortality, they were transformed into immortals, and their pores were stretched.

The phantom of the immortal phoenix, shrouded in firelight, flew out of the ancient medicine garden and spread its wings.

Fire light poured down, and all the monsters trembled under its pressure.

"The ultimate elixir..."

There was an older generation who exclaimed in surprise, his eyes were red and hot, staring at the phantom of the immortal phoenix, and he was so excited that he was shaking all over.

Many people also noticed that it was just a shadow of the Immortal Phoenix.

The real divine object is like a mist wrapped in mist, like medicinal liquid, shaped like fairy water, crystal clear, and colorful, and it seems that the wonderful truth of the glass of all the worlds is evolving in it.

Even though there is a long distance, one can still feel the rich and abundant vitality, as if the legendary elixir of immortality can bring the dead back to life and give life to people forever.

This sight made all the monks who came to the secret realm go crazy. Their eyes were red and extremely hot, and they hurriedly chased after the phantom of the immortal phoenix.

However, the surrounding clouds and mist are steaming, and many rocks are surrounded by green clouds, giving off a holy atmosphere.

There are monster beasts responsible for guarding the ancient medicine field rushing out, there are divine apes surrounded by fire, and there are also figures on the hills that look like giant elephants. Every time they step forward, the mountains rumble and tremble.

These monsters went crazy and stampeded towards the oncoming monks to block them.

So all the monks could only watch as the phantom of the immortal phoenix sank into the deepest part of the dojo. All the firelight disappeared and disappeared quickly.

Fortunately, there are many ancient medicines growing in the nearby medicine fields, coiled around the ancient trees like vines.

There are also some medicinal materials, surrounded by the rays of light, and the branches and leaves alone are extraordinary.

The monks could only focus on the medicinal materials, and soon a fighting battle began again.

"Damn it, it's still too late..."

Ye Ming got the advice from the old ghost and rushed to this ancient medicine field early and mingled with the crowd.

It's a pity that I still couldn't get the phantom of the immortal phoenix. I could only watch it sink into the depths and disappear, feeling regretful and regretful in my heart.

Through the old ghost's explanation, he learned that the most important thing about the inheritance cave of Zhenjun Zixia was that he had accidentally obtained a rare item from heaven and earth called Immortal Fetus Fortune Dew.

It is reported that it is the essence condensed from the Nirvana and rebirth of the Immortal Phoenix clan after their death. It contains the most profound technique of Nirvana and rebirth of the Immortal Phoenix clan. It was accidentally obtained by Zhenjun Zixia from the Kunlun Fairy Ruins.

Even just one drop can make an ordinary mortal body rebel against nature and reshape itself into a fairy fetus. It is the best thing for ordinary people to change their destiny against nature.

Ye Ming's qualifications are average, and his ability to reach this day and possess his current strength is all due to many opportunities.

This Immortal Fetus Creation Dew was originally the rare thing from heaven and earth that he most dreamed of. It would give him the flawless foundation of the Immortal Fetus and his qualifications to surpass those of the great sects.

If he can obtain the Dew of Immortal Creation, his strength will increase by leaps and bounds.

"The Immortal Creation Dew already has a certain spirituality. It is still in this secret realm. You don't have to worry. There are plenty of opportunities to find it."

The voice of the old ghost came, which stabilized Ye Ming's anxious mood.

"Little thief, hand over the alchemy furnace and I will spare your life."

At this time, a roar came.

A cold figure wearing a purple robe came towards him, causing Ye Ming's expression to change and he hurriedly hid aside.

However, a purple talisman light still came down, like flowing fire, with a terrifying aura, knocking all the surrounding monks away, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

"Why is this old man so haunted? Isn't he just an alchemy furnace? As for that?"

"But the fact that he is so persistent in pursuing it shows that the alchemy furnace is certainly not simple."

Ye Ming also didn't expect that this old Taoist had been chasing him for so long, and he still doesn't give up, from the side hall to this ancient medicine field.

He gritted his teeth and planned to escape again. The strength of this old Taoist far exceeded that of the fifth realm. He suppressed his cultivation to come here, but it was enough to make him invincible and no one could rival him.

Ye Ming didn't want to waste time entangled with him, but he didn't expect that this veteran was chasing after him.

"That purple alchemy furnace should have been used by Zhenjun Zixia. There are traces of the alchemy seal in it. If you understand it thoroughly, your alchemy attainments will advance by leaps and bounds."

"Not to mention that the material of the alchemy furnace is very extraordinary and is difficult to destroy. There are many divine patterns imprinted on the inside and a strange fire hidden inside. It can be used to fight the enemy at critical moments."

"So do you think he will let you go?" The old ghost said with a faint smile.

"The treasures of heaven and earth are inhabited by the virtuous. If he doesn't pay attention to his aura and only focuses on deciphering the formation, it is natural for me to win the alchemy furnace."

Ye Ming hummed in his heart and didn't care.

At that time, he hid his aura and used the fluctuations of the formation here to cover his figure.

While Taoist Zixia was concentrating on deciphering the formation, she hid aside. When he was about to get the treasure, he took the first step and took away the alchemy furnace.

He was very proficient in this process and had used it countless times, and he was able to get away with success every time.

It was precisely because of this that he was pursued by Taoist Zixia.

"Hand over the alchemy furnace to me."

Taoist Zixia shouted angrily and quickly chased after him, staring at Ye Ming with murderous intent in his eyes.

Ye Ming ignored it at all and rushed to the ancient medicine garden.

Seeing this, Taoist Zixia became even more angry and took action again. The terrifying power shocked all directions.

He sacrificed a green scimitar, and his whole figure turned into a strange light. The green light flashed and the bright light rushed towards Ye Ming.

The scimitar swept across, and the light exploded, like an arc of the moon, containing terrifying murderous intent. Many monks were unable to avoid it in time, and they screamed and turned into blood mist.

Ye Ming was well aware of Taoist Zixia's tyranny, so he did not confront him head-on. Instead, he rushed towards an ape not far away.

Its fur is covered with blazing fire, its eyes are like lightning, and it looks like a thunder god. It holds a Hunyuan Ruyi stick and looks around, looking fierce and majestic.

Seeing Ye Ming leading the enemy to him, a humanized anger appeared in his eyes, and he swung the big stick towards Ye Ming.

Ye Ming had already expected that the figure flashed away on the way, used a secret method, and appeared in another direction, causing the ape's blow to collide directly with Zixia Taoist's knife.

"Haha, how stupid..."

Ye Ming sneered in his heart, and the figure disappeared again. There is currently no clue to the Immortal Creation Dew. The top priority is to find the cave where Zixia Zhenjun practices and meditates. His true creation inheritance is hidden in it.

"You little thief surnamed Ye, remember this for me. If I don't kill you, I will never be a human being."

Seeing that he was blocked and Ye Ming continued to run away, Taoist Zixia became even more angry and murderous.

He spent all his energy to crack the formation, and wanted to plot the most important pill furnace in the pill room, but at the critical moment, he was snatched away by Ye Ming, which almost made his lungs explode.

Combined with the series of things that happened outside the secret realm, he was sure that Ye Ming had known about his existence for a long time, so he deliberately followed him and competed with him for opportunities.

Seeing this, the ape knew that Taoist Zixia was difficult to deal with and understood that he was being used, so he did not fight with Taoist Zixia and turned around to stop the other monks who were destroying the ancient medicine field.

Taoist Zixia also ignored it and chased after Ye Ming again.

Not long after Zixia Taoist chased him, several monks looked at each other near the ancient medicine field, unable to hide the surprise and admiration in their eyes.

"The person just now should be the senior brother Ye Ming mentioned by the senior, right?"

"It was really ferocious. Not only did he steal the alchemy furnace from the purple-robed old man in front of him, he also provoked the demon king here, causing a fight between the two."

"That purple-robed old Taoist is extremely powerful outside the secret realm. Even if several strong men from the six realms join forces, they can't take him down."

"But Senior Brother Ye Ming can escape repeatedly and snatch food from the tiger's mouth. He is truly the core seed of my holy religion..."

During the conversation between several people, their words were full of admiration for Ye Ming, and then they seemed to notice something, their faces became solemn, showing vigilance, and quickly turned into a rainbow and disappeared.

Not long after a few people left, a handsome and powerful man wearing golden armor came over with a group of subordinates, but his face was not very good-looking.

It was Xia Jie, the third son of Prince Wu Xuan.

Next to him was Qi Heng, the true disciple of Renwangdian who looked a little pale and looked very weak.

Zhu Huang, the true disciple of Tianyan Sect, also came here with several fellow disciples.

"It seems that Han Yiming, She Mou, and Cai Yun are all in danger. It's been so long and they haven't joined us yet."

"Brother Qi Heng is really lucky to be able to survive and save his life."

"At that time, I suspected that there was something wrong with the man named Ye. Now it seems that he deliberately spread and leaked the news here."

Zhu Huang sighed softly, his expression no longer as calm as before, but instead looked extremely heavy.

Qi Heng's face was ugly, and he stared at the figures that had just disappeared. He originally wanted to catch up and avenge his brothers, but now he could only endure it.

Of all the disciples in the Human King Hall, he was the only one who survived this time.

But he was also seriously injured, and it would be almost impossible to return to his peak in the future.

After arriving in the secret realm, he immediately contacted Han Yiming, She Mou, Cai Yun and others, but without exception, he received no response.

In the end, only Xia Jie and Zhu Huang responded and came to join them, telling them the whole story of being attacked by a human flag and being seriously injured by a mysterious man.

At this point, he couldn't help but guess that Han Yiming and others were attacked and killed just like him, but without his good luck, they might have been buried in the Zixia Mountains.

After arriving in the secret realm, they fought for opportunities and fought, and met many monks one after another.

The abnormality of several monks caught their attention.

As a true disciple of the Tianyan Sect, Zhu Huang was good at deductions, so judging from the auras of those monks, he felt that they might be related to the Blood Immortal Sect.

So they concealed their presence and followed carefully all the way, hoping to explore its conspiracy.

I never thought that after hearing such words just now, combined with the cause and effect of the matter, I guessed the truth.

"The Blood Immortal Sect is extremely rampant. They deliberately set up a trap here. They first attracted us, and then used a large formation to kill us all. Ye Ming is also a member of the Blood Immortal Sect."

"Ling Zhuyun brought him along and mingled with us, but no one noticed his true identity."

"Ling Zhuyun, as a saint from the Yaochi Sect, is still so partial to that guy. Maybe she has already defected to the Blood Immortal Cult and is deliberately trapping us and others. It's really abominable..."

Even though Qi Heng admired Ling Zhuyun and had been pursuing her, his face turned ugly at this moment, and his heart was extremely angry and cold.

"Since the Blood Immortal Cult has dropped the bait and set up such a large formation, it is absolutely impossible for them to let us go so easily. Even if we take advantage of the opportunity here, we will not be able to escape by then."

"The most urgent task is to make the Blood Immortal Sect's conspiracy known to the public and gather everyone's strength to deal with it together. Only then can we have a chance of escaping."

Several people quickly discussed and decided on a countermeasure. Even if the ancient medicine garden in front was full of fragrant spiritual herbs and fragrant medicine, they decided to give up.

Then he changed direction and rushed towards the main hall of the dojo.

The intervention of the Blood Immortal Cult forced all their previous plans to be changed.

In the secret realm, even if you send a message to the master behind you, it will be of no use.

The formation covered by Zixia Mountain is not a decoration, and it will take a lot of time to break it down.

And by that time, the daylilies would be cold, and they might not even be able to find the bones.

…

When Ling Zhuyun took Jiang Lan to the secret realm, Jiang Lan informed Li Daoyi and others of his location through the jade talisman.

In the secret realm, unlike the formations outside Zixia Mountain, there was no way to send messages, so it didn't take long for Li Daoyi, Ao Xu, Luo Ying and others to rush over and gather with him.

Jiang Lan casually explained the whole story and mentioned being accidentally rescued by Ling Zhuyun.

Ling Zhuyun had already reached a consensus with him, and the two of them spoke the same words without any flaws.

Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others were naturally very grateful for this, but at the same time they were also very scared. Without Ling Zhuyun's appearance, Jiang Lan might have died.

Naturally, they hated the person who took Jiang Lan away in the chaos. They also guessed in their hearts who it could be, and soon had a definite target.

But due to Ling Zhuyun's presence, it was difficult to speak directly.

Li Mengning finally rushed over and was relieved to see that Jiang Lan was fine.

Ling Zhuyun also took this opportunity to take a good look at Li Mengning, and was full of curiosity about this quasi-saint of the Taiyi Sect.

However, Li Mengning didn't care about her at all. She was very worried when she saw that Jiang Lan seemed to be ill.

"I'll kill him in a minute." She spoke concisely and to the point without explaining much. There was a murderous look in her quiet eyes.

She didn't say who he was, but everyone could guess who she was talking about.

"No need. If it's really him, you don't need to take action."

Jiang Lan reached out and held her cold and soft little hand.

Li Mengning wanted to say something, but seeing his expression, she immediately stopped talking and obediently held his little hand and followed him.

Ling Zhuyun was surprised.

According to her information, the quasi-saintess of the Taiyi Sect, Li Mengning, was as cold as an ice sculpture. She was unkind, unsmiling, and didn't like to talk.

When dealing with enemies, he would only draw and put away his sword without saying a word of nonsense.

And almost all the people who saw her take action died.

But in front of Jiang Lan, Li Mengning was as well-behaved as a little daughter-in-law.

When I came here just now, I was worried that he would be injured, and those quiet eyes were full of overflowing emotions.

For a woman as talented, arrogant and powerful as Li Mengning to be treated like this further verified her previous guesses.

There was chaos in the secret realm.

When Jiang Lan and others arrived at the place where the Taoist temple was located, there were scenes of fighting and fighting everywhere. Some palaces and pavilions had been destroyed and collapsed into ruins.

The light flashed by, and many figures were fighting in mid-air, fighting for one or two magic weapons. There were many corpses lying on the ground, blood splattered in all directions, and the horror was shocking.

Ling Zhuyun tried to contact the disciples of the Yaochi Sect using the Jade Talisman, but there was no response, which made her slightly worried and uneasy.

In fact, when she first entered the secret realm, she used the jade talisman to contact Yaochi Sect disciples Zhao Dieyi, Chu Chan, Chen Ning and others, but no one responded to her.

This made her heart sink, something was going to happen to them.

Either he is still outside the secret realm, trapped in a certain formation, and it is difficult to be summoned.

She could only place her hope on the second possibility.

When Jiang Lan and others came to the dojo, passed through many pavilions and palaces, and planned to explore deeper.

In a majestic and magnificent hall ahead, angry shouts came from

"The Saint Ling Zhuyun of the Yaochi Sect, colluded with the people of the Blood Immortal Sect, and deliberately spread the news of the birth of Lord Zixia in the cave, attracting all the sect forces, with the intention of killing us all."

"The people of the Blood Immortal Sect have already set up a blood sacrifice formation here, and all of us will become the nourishment of the blood sacrifice."

"If you don't want to die, don't waste your energy on fighting for opportunities. Think about how to escape."

"Taoist Brother Han Yiming from the Ancient Dao Sect, Taoist Brother She Mou from the Tianyao Palace, and Fairy Cai Yun from Biyou Cave Heaven, they all died tragically at the hands of the Blood Immortal Sect. The disciples they led, There are no bones left.”

"I believe that all of you have encountered dangers on your way to this secret realm and were attacked by people from the Blood Immortal Sect."

"I am Qi Heng, a true disciple of the Human King Palace. On my way to this secret realm, I was also ambushed by the Blood Immortal Sect. All the brothers and fellow disciples delayed for me, allowing me to have a slight chance to escape..."

In the grand hall, there are longing figures and crowds of people.

The person who spoke had handsome features, golden hair, and surging energy and blood like an oven, but at this moment, his tone was angry, his eyes were cold, and he was obviously extremely sad.

As soon as he said these words, the whole hall suddenly seemed to explode and became boiling.

Angry and shocked expressions appeared on all the monks' faces.

Some of the monks who were attacked by people from the Blood Immortal Sect on their way here, and whose lives were taken away from their fellow disciples by flags, were even more angry and grieved, and it was obvious that they had been stabbed in the heart.

Many people looked in disbelief, unable to believe that Ling Zhuyun, the saint of the Yaochi Sect, would collude with people from the Blood Immortal Sect.

How is this possible?