Looking at the young man who came in with the light of a knife.

Everyone’s heads started to ache.

This would hurt anyone’s head. A murderous guy who caused a massacre in Wuyang City and just brought them a new and unconventional dismount.

There is no attribution.

no power.

But the real background is frighteningly large.

How to get along with this kind of person?

If this is a muscular man with a full face and a fragrant mouth, everyone might still feel a little safe, but such a man who always smiles and speaks very gently…

Isn’t this a smiling tiger?

Whenever you smile, you’ll give your mother a knife.

And it’s still a single blow that can destroy a peak Nascent Soul!

Taking advantage of Qi Hao’s trouble in finding the true biography of He Huan Sect, the others lowered their voices and discussed one after another.

I feel that the security here in Hongyun Temple is a bit worrying.

Suddenly, Qi Tian, ​​who was talking to Wen Ting, said displeasedly: “What do you mean by killing that Elder Wei Shaoshao? Where did I kill him? It was just using the Great Liberation Saber Technique to send him out of the sea of ​​suffering!”

Qi Tian pointed at Wen Ting and shouted: “You bastard, you are talking nonsense! I, Qi Hao, have always been kind to others, how could I be a lunatic who casually kills my comrades? Apologize quickly!”

Wen Ting’s face turned blue.

He kept roaring in his heart.

Are you still kind to others?

Everyone looked at Qi Tian in surprise.

To be honest, it was the first time for Qi Tian to be surrounded by so many demons, and he felt a little embarrassed.

When Park Guochang stared at him blankly.

Qi Tian thought to himself, why does this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes smell like Butian Pavilion?

Out of politeness.

He grinned at Park Guochang.

Pu Guochang trembled, and was so frightened that he sat slumped on the chair. With a pale face, he looked at Wei Shaoshao’s body that was evenly divided into two halves on the ground. His lips trembled.

Pointing at Qi Tian, ​​he bowed three times to the void and cried out: “The Supreme Elder!! This murderer killed me, Master Wei, and committed the crime openly. Elder, you have to decide for us!”

After a long time, the real Yuanshen from Butian Pavilion didn’t respond.

But everyone knew what he meant—that was the grievance between Qitian and Butian Pavilion, and it was not suitable to resolve it here at Hongyun Temple. To resolve it, they would have to wait until they all left here.

Qi Tian slipped with Wei Shaoshao’s blood on his shoes, and said with emotion: “I still don’t see it, but this Taoist friend Wei Shaoshao has a large amount of blood and good quality, suitable for alchemy.”

Although he can’t be a real bad guy.

It’s okay to pretend to be a bad guy.

Mr. Qi Youming’s teaching has established a complete and systematic magic quality for Qi Tian.

Say hello, it won’t workquestion!

He looked around for a week: “I took a rough look at everyone, and I can see that many fellow Taoists are in good health, with regular teeth, but there is a lot of juice and soup from female cultivators… I heard that the Yinpinger of the Hehuan Sect has more water than chickens, but it is a pity. I don’t see her coming!”

The implication.

If he meets Yin Ping’er, he still wants to squeeze the nectar from that elder sister He Huan.

What the hell.

What’s with this tone of choosing animals?

Before the people present had time to get angry, they were all glowing on their backs.

They intuitively feel that if they jump out and argue with this Pocai now, their own lives may be in danger.

Qi Tian sighed regretfully.

No one jumped out to slap him in the face!

Damn it, these demonic people who don’t follow the rules are a bunch of cowards!

He looked around for a week.

I saw a few acquaintances.

Baiduzi and Monk Fayuan shrank, avoiding the gaze of the plague god.

Qi Tian clicked his tongue and found that there were not only demons present, but also many monsters.

He looked into the eyes of one of the bull-headed monsters, a little ready to move, and muttered: “Next time you go to Shushan, why don’t you give a bullwhip to the headmaster of Shushan?”

The Nascent Soul Realm’s Bull Demon shuddered behind his back, and forced out a simple and honest smile: “Old Niu, I suddenly remembered that there was still a pot of offal burning at home. It seems that he has nothing to do with the Red Cloud Secret Treasure, so I should say goodbye!”

He got up and left with a few calves.

After a moment of silence, there were many weak or timid casual cultivators immediately, and they got up and left one after another. The reason was very strange.

“Oh, my mount is lost. What if I go to the mortal world and cause trouble?”

“My wife is very fickle. Maybe she’s messing around with my horse. I’ll go!”

“The ancestor Fengyue of Jieshi Mountain asked me to go to the banquet. I was late and he wanted to explode my chrysanthemum!”

“I, I have a stomachache and want to go home and take a shit.”

Those few casual practitioners from the Antarctic Islands clamored loudly, eager to take out a few bottles of sunscreen and smear them on their faces: “The sun is out in Antarctica, we are going to bask in the sun! We are going to run in the sunset with a smile, and regain the old youth!”

They are all very important things.

Qi Tian showed a friendly smile, and he kindly persuaded him to stay: “It feels like I scared everyone away, it’s all a misunderstanding! After all, Qi is just a pacifist, not as cruel as everyone thinks ,real!”

His kind words.

Instead, it made these people slip faster.

Pacifists?

Not so cruel?

Are you sure you are not joking?

Looking at the figures of these people running away, Qi Tian’s outstretched Erkang hand could not hold back anything.

He couldn’t help sighing: “Half of the people left at once, it seems that Qi really disturbed everyone’s happiness!”

Wen Ting swayed her skirt.

He started warming up in a habitual manner.

“Brother Qi, you don’t have to worry about it. Those who left are all worthless people. The ones who stay are the outstanding people in my way. Let me introduce you to one or two.”

He pointed to the nearest capable young man.

The young man has a strong figure and a cold face.

“Brother Cao Bing is the Chief Inheritance of Beiman Mountain and a direct disciple of Senior Ghost Sage Xu Wan. Have you seen the two mighty and domineering generals behind him?”

Wen Ting’s tone was a bit complicated: “Brother Cao cultivated the military secret way to control the soul of the army, the ghost body of the warrior god! It is impossible for someone who is not a person of great fortune and great wisdom to control these arrogant soldiers!”

On Cao Bing’s cold and serious face, an innocent smile forced out…

Qi Tian wanted you to directly say that this is Cao Yanbing, I know him.

“Hello, Boss Cao.”

“You, hello.”

Cao Bing didn’t dare to look at each other again.

The souls of the two generals silently guarding behind him.

At this time, they were all as well-behaved as quails, and they didn’t dare to speak or move.

Just standing there silently as the background board.

“Brother Qin Guan is the Chief of the True Story of the Wandu Sect!”

The chief of Wandumen is a gentle and refined young man.

It’s just that those blue eyes gleamed with poison, and the aura around him was actually poisoned to death.

One can imagine how powerful this person’s poison technique is!

Qi Tian remembered that this guy was a common npc in the map of Wandumen. He greeted warmly: “Hi, brother! Are you especially good at writing graceful poems?”

Qin Guan shivered with a stiff expression.

With a bitter face, he silently lowered his head and did not speak.

Wen Ting introduced again: “This one with the face of Orphan Sima is the chief of the True Tradition of Mieqing Dao, Xi Tianlai.”

That Xi Tianlai is a man in his thirties, wearing a luxurious purple python robe, with an indifferent expression, at first glance he looks a bit like a royal family in the world.

See Qi Tian look over.

Xi Tianlai’s expression remained unchanged.

But the butt moved back slightly, for fear that this dude would suddenly stab him!

Wen Ting continued to introduce.

“This is Fellow Daoist Pu Guochang, chief of Butian Pavilion’s true biography.”

Qi Tian smiled gently and said, “So it’s the fellow Taoist who accused me of blatantly committing murder just now. The name of fellow daoist is too eclectic. I’m afraid Qi will never forget it!”

You’d better forget about it quickly!

A slick smile appeared on the face of Pu Guochang’s Chinese characters: “Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! Then Wei Shaoshao is just an elder of the outer sect of my sect. I am not familiar with him, really not familiar with him!”

“Yeah, I just want to make friends with you.”

“How did this happen? Pu Mou is a mediocre person, how can it be worthwhile for the son of Qijue to deliberately make friends with him?”? ”

These chiefs of the six sects are obviously refusing.

It was as if everyone was silently fighting against him.

what?

Cold violence, right?

Qi Tian raised his eyebrows in surprise, realizing that this was clearly the protagonist’s treatment!

It feels a little fresh.

Just when he was about to do something.

Zen Master Zhifei’s deep voice came from the air, and immediately triggered the system’s options.

“The location of the secret treasure is about to open.”

“Everyone, please double-check whether to enter. Once you enter, you cannot go back on your word!”

Qi Tian didn’t answer.

He stared at one of the three options this time, and the reward for refusing to enter the option one was actually a fairy artifact again!

His sword eyebrows were frowned very tightly.

this is……

Must go in?

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