When Bai Tu rushed outside Lingxu Cave, he saw the sword shadow from afar.

Dozens of immortal swords floated outside the Lingxu Cave, and a familiar figure surrounded by sword light in the center. Bai Tu immediately recognized it. This was the Tianyan Zong's evil-killing sword formation.

The Sword Formation of Evil is a formation that is not passed down by Tianyan Sect. It has a total of five levels. At this time, it is the lowest level. If a cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage is hit, it will inevitably cause damage to his internal organs and he will be bedridden for several days.

What's more, Yun Ye is a monster.

If this sword formation falls, it will have to beat the man to his true form.

Bai Tu narrowed his eyes unhappily.

Who gave them the courage to use the Sword of the Evil to deal with his disciples?

The wind was heard around him, Yun Ye was trapped in it by the sword formation, and his clothes were cut by the sword intent, and a faint blood color oozed out of his clothes. But even so, there was no panic in his eyes.

Opposite him, one person held a long sword in his hand, and his eyebrows were full of provocative expressions.

"Why don't you continue to be proud?" the man sneered and said contemptuously, "It's really a waste. I really don't know where the Immortal Zhaohua likes you?"

He paused and said, "Can it be true that there is any shameful secret between you as the rumors?"

Yun Ye's eyes darkened, and the black air that was hanging beside him condensed, and a demonic light appeared in his eyes. Yun Ye said softly: "I'll give you a chance to take back this sentence."

"Arrogant, fallen sword!"

Yun Ye's lips curled up, and a little bloodthirsty pleasure emerged in his eyes. He was about to meet the sword formation, but suddenly a breeze rose on his side and pressed his wrist with one hand.

As the breeze passed, the originally violent sword formation of Xie Zhuan suddenly collapsed, and dozens of immortal swords fell down like they lost control and flew back into the scabbard. With the sound of the sword being put into the scabbard, the demonic light in Yun Ye's eyes dissipated, and he raised his eyes and met a pair of light-colored eyes.

“…Master?”

Bai Tu avoided his gaze and scolded with voice transmission: "What are you messing around? I want someone to find out your identity?"

Yun Ye immediately withdrew his original expression, lowered his eyes, looked aggrieved, and said softly: "Master is here now, and the disciple is almost dead."

As he said that, he still held Bai Tu's hand pitifully.

The hands were very good, white and powerful, with slender and symmetrical fingers, but they were so soft that they were not as soft as the immortal master who had been practicing hard for many years, but more like the young master who was a folk simplified dress and food.

Yun Ye's fingertips seemed to be accidentally slashing through the other party's palm, and his voice was very light: "Why is Master's hand so cold?"

The hair on Bai Tu's back exploded and he almost couldn't help but give the man a slap.

As a wolf demon, Yun Ye's body temperature is higher than that of ordinary people. Bai Tu had just soaked in the cold spring for a while, but the cold air on his body had not subsided. At this moment, he was touched by the other party and felt that his hand was burning hot, which made him recall the feeling of being held by the hot temperature last night and repeatedly thrusting it.

What happened last night, how could this person still touch him so innocently?!

Is this man's face made of the city wall?

Bai Tu pushed Yun Ye's hand away, turned around, and stopped looking at him: "Kneel down!"

Yun Ye looked at the simple white back in front of him.

The robe painted with water cloud patterns wrapped its slender body, which was serious and clear. The black hair hanging behind it was like a waterfall, with a little morning dew, blocking the slender waist that was too thin to hold.

Yun Ye's eyes were fixed on the other party's narrow waist, and the Adam's apple rolled.

The appearance of the Immortal Lord Zhaohua is very famous in the world of cultivation. His face is handsome, but not perfect.

At least that's true in Yun Ye's eyes.

In his opinion, the man was always as cold as frost, without any sorrow or joy, and weakened the charm on his face in vain. Just like the pair of peach blossom eyes that should have thousands of tenderness, but because of the light-colored eyes, it added a bit of ascetic and old-fashioned, which was very boring.

However, the more this person was like this, the more he became so aroused that he couldn't help but want to "offend". He wanted to see his shame and anger, and his panic and out of control.

This thought has been lingering in his heart since the first day he became this apprentice.

No, maybe it's even earlier.

Yun Ye still remembers the scene when he first met with the Immortal Lord Zhaohua, which was already a matter of his previous life. At that time, he was abandoned by the wolves and had no way out. Just when his life was about to end, this person appeared.

Immortal Lord Zhaohua shone like a ray of light into his gray and hopeless life, occupying everything for him.

He followed Zhaohua Immortal Lord to Tianyan Sect. Although the man never met him, he always secretly helped him when he knew that he was bullied, and turned into other forms, taught him the skills and helped him practice.

The fool always thought he was hiding well, but he didn't know that he had already seen all this.

A person who looks like ice on the outside is so soft and kind inside. Just like now, he looks tall and tall, but he looks like a little rabbit with teeth and claws, making people want to rub it into his bones and blood and love it.

Yun Ye bent without any trace of his mouth, and he fell to the ground on one knee without any tightness and honestly knelt behind Bai Tu.

Seeing this scene, the man who drove the sword formation to show a hint of pride on his face.

His name is Mu Xi, and he is a member of the head of Tianyan Sect. He is talented, has a profound cultivation level, and has a very high reputation in the sect.

Mu Xi entered Tianyan Sect since he was a child. The one he admired most in his life was the Immortal Lord Zhaohua, and he even recommended himself to join Zhaohua Immortal Lord Zhaohua.

But I never got what I wanted.

Why? Even if he is not qualified to be a disciple of Zhaohua Immortal Lord, he should not be a waste who cannot produce golden elixirs after ten years of practice.

Fortunately, this person is about to be expelled from the sect.

Thinking of this, Mu Xi felt even more happy. He took a step forward and bowed to Bai Tu in a regular manner: "I have seen the disciple Zhaohua Immortal Lord Yun injured the disciple who was guarding the forbidden area and privately escaped to the forbidden area. The disciple was about to capture him according to the rules of the sect."

Bai Tu's face was as cold as frost, and he asked Yun Ye: "Is this really the case?"

"Master, I——"

"Shut up." Bai Tu interrupted him without saying anything, "You have any reason to hurt your fellow disciple?"

Yun Ye shut up in disappointment, Bai Tu said, "I punish you for copying the scriptures three hundred times, and I will go to the precepts Pavilion to receive the punishment later."

"……yes."

Mu Xi's eyes were even more proud, but Bai Tu said softly: "I haven't come to this mountain for a long time. I don't know that your formation has been cultivated to such a state. But I want to know one thing..."

Bai Tu raised his eyes, and a little coldness appeared in his eyes: "When did the Rules of the Sect say that the Sword of Evil Sword Formation can be used by you at will to deal with your fellow disciples?"

Mu Xi was stunned: "Immortal, Immortal Lord..."

Bai Tu: "The Sword Formation of Evil is the formation of Tianyan Sect to control the enemy and eliminate demons. If the elders were not willing to allow it, they would not be used automatically. Yun Ye has not yet convicted, who is the one who allowed you to use the Sword Formation to deal with him?"

Mu Xi's hand hanging beside him tightened and whispered: "...I know my mistake."

"Just know the mistake."

As soon as Bai Tu finished speaking, a breeze blew up from the side of him, and he swept all the disciples of Yigan into the Lingxu Cave.

"According to the sect's rules, the formation should be used automatically and should be handed over to the head of the sect to handle it personally. The head of the sect has not returned now. You are here to face the wall and think about your mistakes and wait until the head of the sect returns to the mountain before making a decision."

"Immortal Lord forgives sins, Immortal Lord——!"

The barrier of Lingxu Cave was automatically closed, isolating the voices of the disciples.

After cooking all this, Bai Tu looked back at Yun Ye, who was still kneeling behind him obediently without saying a word.

Bai Tu: "Get up and go back with me."

Yun Ye didn't move: "I've been kneeling for a long time and can't stand up."

The handsome eyes were lowered, and the tone was filled with grievance, as if Bai Tu had done him, and he could not tell at all that he was powerful and fierce last night.

Bai Tu now felt ache in his waist and buttocks when he saw this person, and he couldn't get angry.

He pursed his lips, said, "Then you keep kneeling", and turned around and disappeared into the sword shadow.

Bai Tu directly drove the fairy sword back to Luoxia Peak.

The four seasons of Luoxia Peak are like spring. The snow waters of the mountains gather in front of the peaks to form a lake, embedded in the top of the mountains like jasper. A row of weeping willows on the shore have just sprouted new buds, and the breeze blows by, bringing a faint fragrance of grass.

Bai Tu sat in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, poured a cup of tea and drank it, and then he relieved some of the boredom in his heart.

Bai Tu thought he was too straightforward to be more straight. If he accidentally got into trouble with someone, he might be able to pretend that nothing happened, but that person was the cub he raised since childhood.

This is the most embarrassing thing in this world.

But no matter what, he had to talk to the man.

Not long after Bai Tu sat down, familiar footsteps sounded behind him. He was about to turn around when a body suddenly touched his back.

A low and dumb voice sounded close to Bai Tu's ears, low and light, with a little aggrieved: "Why didn't Master wait for me?"

The warm breath hit Baitu's ears, and Baitu's whole body stiffened and he couldn't break free after he struggled.

His heart beat violently twice, trying his best to keep his tone calm: "Let go."

"Don't let go." Yun Ye hugged his arms tighter and said coquettishly, "Master is so fierce to me today. Did your disciple do something wrong? Did you make your master angry?"

What did you do you don't know?

Bai Tu was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He used some force to push the person away.

"Master, I didn't hurt them on purpose." Yun Ye was still angry that Bai Tu was causing trouble today, and hurriedly explained, "I just woke up and couldn't see Master, and I couldn't get out of Lingxu Cave. I wanted to ask a disciple to visit Master for me. But... Master also knew that they regarded me as a thorn in their eyes, and Brother Pastor happened to patrol the forbidden area, so he made some unhappy."

Yun Ye squatted beside Bai Tu, looked up at him, and said in a gentle voice: "Master was so hard last night, and he didn't say goodbye this morning. My disciple is just worried about your body."

He he he - what is he talking about!

Bai Tu's face was burning with anger. He turned his head and replied bluntly: "I, what do I have to worry about?"

Yun Ye stared at the other party's red ears and silently took back the rest.

Didn’t he just hurt a few fellow disciples, and even his ears were so angry that he got so angry?
To be continued...