In the Furi Tower, a stunning woman in white stood quietly with her head down, with her face gentle and solemn expression.

"Sang Jin, why are you the only one coming back... Where is Si Shu?"

A slender man looked to the woman in white and asked in a warm voice while leaning over to caress the huge blue bird.

"Si Shu is dead."

A woman in white named Sang Jin replied in a low voice.

The man slowly stroked the blue bird's wings and followed a beautiful feather: "Die again?"

Didn't he bring his body back?"

Sang Jin paused: "This time I'm completely dead."

The man's movement paused for a moment, then sighed with pity.

"Is that... it's just a flaw after all."

Sang Jin was silent and still lowered his head respectfully.

"What about you?"

The man suddenly looked at her, and a little concern appeared on Qingjun's gentle face, "How is your condition?"

Sang Jin answered truthfully: "Please rest assured, I retreated in time and was not injured."

"That's good.

Remember, you are my good disciple, and you must put safety first in everything, and you must not act recklessly."

The man touched Sang Jin's head kindly, his voice gentle and calm.

Sang Jin said: "Pupil remember."

After retracting his hand, the man stroked the bluebird's head again. The bluebird stretched out his neck comfortably and called out twice.

"Tell me, how does it feel to fight Ji Yue?"

Upon hearing this, Sang Jin's frosty face suddenly became solemn: "A very strong sense of oppression."

"Well, except him?

How are the others performing?”

The man's face was calm, obviously not surprised by this answer.

"There is also the man named Jiang, who is also very strong.

And..." Sang Jin seemed to recall something, frowned slightly, "Some of his moves are very similar to mine."

The man chuckled after hearing this: "Of course, after all, you and him are in the same school."

Sang Jin's face changed: "Is he your disciple too?"

"no."

The man shook his head slightly, with a bit of remembrance on his face, "He is my senior brother's disciple."

Sang Jin looked a little surprised, but he didn't ask anything more.

The Heavenly Master does not like people who are too curious.

"But since you are the same as him, you will naturally have to compare in the future."

The man suddenly glanced at her, "You can't lose at that time."

“…The disciple understands.”

Sang Jin immediately lowered his head.

Seeing that she seemed a little nervous, the man patted her on the shoulder to relax her.

"Don't worry, you are a rare genius.

As long as you have more practical experience, you will definitely not lose to him."

Sang Jin's tense nerves suddenly relaxed a little. She was about to speak when the man suddenly changed the topic.

"By the way, where is the little girl next to Ji Yue?

How is her situation?"

Sang Jin's expression froze and he replied in a low voice: "She...she is also Rakshasa."

The man's expression of calmness finally became more surprised.

"…She is also Rakshasa?"

"Yes, and..." Sang Jin was a little difficult to say, "Si Shu was killed by her."

The man gently stroked his chin, and his eyes gradually became darker and deeper.

"Si Shu was actually killed by her... Strange, it's really strange."

He looked into the distance, as if he was in deep thought, and whispered to himself: "I originally thought she was just Ji Yue's food, but now it seems that their relationship seems to be unusual."

"It's just that I've never seen her before, where did she come out..."

Sang Jin listened silently without disturbing him.

After a while, the man finally stopped thinking.

He stood up straight, his hands in his sleeves, and a shallow smile appeared on his gentle face.

"Please pay more attention to this little girl in the future and be careful not to let her die.

If you really can't bring Ji Yue back, you can bring her back."

"Yes, my disciple remembers it."

"Well, I'll have to worry about looking at the disciples below in the past period of time."

The man reached out to pat Sang Jin again, and told me earnestly, "I want to go out."

Going out?

Sang Jin was shocked and blurted out in an instant: "Where are you going?"

After asking, I realized that I was talking too much and immediately lowered my head regretfully.

Unexpectedly, the man was not angry, just smiled peacefully: "Shilian Valley."

"Go to meet an old friend."

The night was dark, and a dim shadow cast on the faces of Bai Zhi and the other two.

Bai Zhi looked at Ji Yue and Yin Nianrong with a serious look and asked in a low voice: "Who has any objection? You can raise your hands to vote now."

Ji Yue and Yin Nianrong immediately raised their hands, and even afterimages appeared in the movements.

Bai Zhi nodded seriously: "Very good, it seems that we have the same opinion.

Then it's settled, gather under the Crossing River Bridge tomorrow afternoon..."

"It's a big deal to agree!"

Yin Nian cursed unbearably, "Didn't you see that we all raised our hands?"

Bai Zhi glanced around and said, "Where is the hand?"

It was the first time Yin Nianrong saw someone more shameless than him.

Especially when he thought that this guy was not a human, but a Rakshasa, his anger suddenly became even stronger.

"If you want to go, don't pull me!"

Yin Nianrong cursed and turned around and was about to leave, "I don't want to play a fool's game with you..."

"Sister Nianrong, this is your fault."

Bai Zhi held Yin Nianrong solemnly and accused him in a deep voice: "Everyone is a woman, how can you refuse to save those girls?"

"How many times have I said it, I am a man!"

Yin Nianrong roared and immediately startled a row of sparrows on the tree.

“It’s time. Is it so important to be a man or a woman?

What’s important is that only we can save those girls now. Can you bear it?” Bai Zhi was still convinced by Yin Nianrong earnestly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party with a sneer.

"What's my business?"

Bai Zhi was silent for a few seconds: "It seems that it is not your business..."

"So don't think about pulling me into the water. I'm not you, I'm not sick in my brain."

Yin Nianrong threw Bai Zhi away without hesitation and was about to lift his foot to leave, but Bai Zhi grabbed him again.

"Are you upset?"

Yin Nianrong said impatiently.

"Sister Nianrong, I'm not asking for your opinion."
To be continued...