Villain: Before Dying, He Forcibly Kissed The Master

After Dao Xian said something lightly, the farce came to an end, and he took the lotus steps and walked in front.

Su Jue acted as if nothing had happened, with a smile on his lips and a calm expression as he followed Daoxian.

Yue Qinglian also noticed something was wrong with Wang Ziyu. Judging from the frightened look on his face and the startled eyes he looked at Su Jue, he must have suffered a loss in detecting Su Jue's aura.

So, when Yue Qinglian walked past Wang Ziyu, she laughed with a hint of ridicule: "Senior Sister Wang, are you okay?"

Wang Ziyu could hear the sarcasm in Yue Qinglian's words. She clenched her fists and trembled slightly with anger. Even if she was embarrassed, she still had to be embarrassed in front of Yue Qinglian.

Moreover, Su Jue's aura was just that of a perfect god, and holding him to death was only half a step of refining the void. How could he, as a Hedao, feel threatened?

Wang Ziyu froze in place, recalling the shocking and terrifying aura just now, it was unbelievable.

I am in the early stages of Hedao! He was a whole level ahead of Su Jue!

This is completely unreasonable!

Dao Immortal looked at Su Jue who was calm and said with a smile: "Isn't it a bit unkind to scare the disciples of my sect under my nose?"

"How could I scare her? She is a Hedao, and I am just a small Shen Shen Perfection." Su Jue shrugged.

"A small person who has achieved perfect transformation into a god?" Taoist Immortal looked at him with amused eyes.

This man was really shameless. She was surprised by the aura of Wang Ziyu who was clearly trying to scare him right in front of her.

Normally speaking, it is absolutely impossible to appear in a god-transforming monk. This aura has even transcended Hedao.

"Of course, there are a lot of people at my level in this vast land. How can Hedao compare with them?"

Noticing Tao Xian's gaze, Su Jue's expression remained unchanged, but he chuckled inwardly.

Not kind?

Su Jue glanced at Yue Qinglian beside him, with a touch of tenderness flashing in his eyes.

He felt that he already respected Tao Xian very much and gave Tao Xian face.

Wang Ziyu should be lucky that she is in the sect.

If they met Su Jue and Yue Qinglian outside the sect, they would not only speak rudely and sarcastically towards Yue Qingli, but also have strong hostility towards themselves, they would already be dead bodies.

The Taoist Immortal smiled softly: "There are indeed a lot of perfect gods, but there is only one perfect god who is less than twenty years old."

Su Jue was not complacent and sighed softly: "Below the Great Emperor, we are all ants. No matter whether we have perfected the transformation into gods or the Tao, they are just a drop in the ocean of this world. If we are not the Great Emperor, we will still be ants."

While enduring the superior talent, he also endured the same price.

The burden of liquidation, the hunting and killing of heaven, which genius is like him?

Even the secret techniques he practices are all Heaven-Destroying Secret Techniques, and the weapons used are all Heaven-Destroying Swords.

Every sentence carries a hint of heaven, and every sentence carries a hint of punishment. It is a man who is destined to be punished by the will of heaven.

Daoxian smiled and said: "Thinking that is not in line with your strength will only increase your burden. It is better to seize the moment."

"really."

Su Jue nodded in approval and couldn't help but think of what Deacon Leng said to him.

It seems that I have never really let go of my burden, and I want to become stronger all the time. Apart from resting my body, my mind is always tense.

Maybe the moment that really makes his soul feel comfortable is the real rest?

To this day, Su Jue still doesn't understand what Leng Wushuang means by "real rest" to him.

Later, seeing Wang Ziyu following him, Dao Xian didn't say much, but his eyes towards Su Jue became a little incomprehensible.

The four of them walked together, and within less than a stick of incense, they arrived at the Holy Land Square of Butian Pavilion.

Tens of thousands of elite disciples of Butian Pavilion have already gathered here. Elite disciples are those from the inner sect and above.

These disciples were wearing uniform white robes and sitting cross-legged in the square, looking uniform and orderly.

Due to the practice of Jingtian Dao, everyone has more or less a touch of the transparent charm of the Dao.

At this moment, an aura of immortality filled the air.

Butian Pavilion is indeed the largest Taoist cultivating sect in Zhongzhou, the best in the entire vast land.

Just this scene is equivalent to the fusion of several mid-level sects.

Dao Immortal saw the surprise in Su Jue's eyes, and she smiled slightly: "Su Jianzi, how about my sect?"

"It is no exaggeration to say that the Immortal Family is the number one sect in the vast land. Now that I have experienced it, it is no wonder that it is able to cultivate such a beautiful and gifted daughter as Qing Lian."

Su Jue sincerely praised Yue Qinglian.

This made Yue Qinglian, who was following Su Jue, blush slightly. This bad guy was so bold, he just said he wanted to kiss her in front of his master.

With so many disciples gathered in the square of the Holy Land, he was able to talk eloquently and praise himself, which made Yue Qinglian's little heart sweet.

The Taoist Immortal chuckled: "If the first genius of the vast land can comment like this, my sect is considered to be pretty good?"

Su Jue smiled and said nothing. He could notice a little bit of pride in the Taoist Immortal's eyes, and he was so calm. He always felt that the Taoist Immortal had a boring feeling.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion or not, but I feel that Yue Qinglian’s brain circuit is clear and lovely unlike ordinary people, and she has an inseparable relationship with this master.

Daoxian and others stood on the high platform, overlooking the entire Holy Land Square.

When Su Jie was sizing up these elite disciples, these disciples were also sizing up Su Jie.

Su Jie's appearance was very unexpected. Some disciples had heard that their chief had brought a man back, but they didn't expect it to be true.

"You two go down."

Daoxian glanced at Yue Qinglian and Wang Ziyu behind him.

The two of them are disciples, and they are both equal when preaching. It is impossible for them to stand on a high platform.

In the first row under the high platform, a row of disciples of the elders sat cross-legged. That was where Yue Qinglian and Wang Ziyu needed to go.

After Yue Qinglian and Wang Ziyu responded respectfully, they both glanced at Su Jue.

The former is the reluctance to be separated from Su Jue, while the latter is resentment and coldness, both of which have different meanings.

Su Jie naturally followed Yue Qinglian, wanting to go down to the stage with her to watch the preaching.

This made Yue Qinglian happy and her beautiful eyes lit up, thinking that this bad guy wanted to see other women.

"Su Jianzi just stay here."

Seeing Yue Qinglian's eyes that were almost locked with Su Jue's, she said helplessly.

If Su Jue were allowed to go down, not to mention Yue Qinglian's restlessness, even other disciples would cast their eyes on Su Jue. It would be better to be on a high platform, which would not distract the disciples' attention.

Yue Qinglian's mouth tightened, and she could only look at Su Jue walking off the stage reluctantly.

Noticing that her disciple's expression was completely like Su Jue's, she sighed quietly.

It’s hard for a female college student to stay~