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Qingxuan Daojun walked into the small study with a tired face.

Since the sect decided to organize disciples to kill the enemy, the number of high-level monks who could preside over the mountain protection formation has decreased again. At this moment, he only had a moment to stop on the rotation.

From that time when he discovered the spiritual consciousness she left behind in his little apprentice's room, he would often pick one or two books she had read in the past and occasionally touch a wisp of spiritual consciousness she had split. She seemed to like this "clip" game and would always keep a different self.

Because the split spiritual consciousness cannot be left for too long, after being discovered, it will dissipate during the process of talking to him, and he will find new ones.

He had a charter in his heart. When he chose books, he chose what she had learned about the art of separating spiritual consciousness. Gradually, he lost fewer books, and it seemed that the day she fell off the cliff was getting closer and closer.

Perhaps one day, all the spiritual consciousness was found by him, and she would truly disappear completely from this world.

This feeling always makes people feel panic. For a long time, Daojun Qingxuan never looked for the pages. He believed that although he was paying attention to her in the past, he knew that she still had a long time to leave, so his attitude was just a light and didn't care much. But when she suddenly left, he realized that he might have really little care about this little disciple in the past.

This time the Demonic Dao besieged Yuxiao Gate, he and the Yuanying Daojun controlled the mountain protection formation together. They were exhausted and came to her small study while resting.

It was so coincidental that as soon as he opened a page, a girl's figure flashed from the pages.

But she no longer looked weird as before, with a pretty face silent, her eyes seemed to be gloomy, and her hands were tightly twisted in front of her. "Master..."

From the repeated exchanges with her spiritual consciousness, he learned every subtle change in her. When he saw her like this, he immediately recalled her condition before going to the Immortal Competition.

——It is very likely that this was the period when she knew that she was not the son of fate.

However, the first thing she asked was, "What's wrong with Master? She looks very tired. Is it because of the troublesome things?"

Qingxuan Daojun was slightly stunned.

When she was still there, he did not often care about him, but while this little apprentice was worried, he did not forget to care about his situation.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wen Ying said again: "Why would you talk to me? Maybe I can give advice for my master?"

"I'm fine, I'm just upset about the chores in the door." He shook his head lightly and asked, "How come you have something to say to your master?"

She nipped her lower lip.

She rarely acted as a little daughter in front of him because she knew he was not happy, but this time she might be panicked and couldn't help it.

He felt unbearable when he saw it.

If what happened right now was true, he would have to reveal the truth and resolve the knots for her, but—

"Don't be afraid." Qingxuan Daojun sighed, and his slightly tired face smiled briefly, "No matter what happens, there is a master here."

"Really?" Her expression relaxed, as if she was surprised but still hesitant.

"Of course, did Master ever lie to you?"

She felt relieved, and then, she paused, as solemn as a promise, and said extremely seriously, "Me too. No matter what the master is worried about, my disciples will always be willing to share the worries and relieve their efforts. If the master is in trouble, I will also protect him and never refuse!"

The face of Emperor Qingxuan Daojun was moved, but suddenly felt sad in his heart.

He knew that she was dead. Although it was not their original intention and she was also wrong, but after all, she was forced to jump off the cliff by the sect she relied on the most.

When he returned to his duty position, he was still calm and calm on his face. However, just as the mountain protection formation roared in their hands, a disciple from the sect suddenly came to report.

The disciple stumbled all the way, his face terrified. When they suddenly sank in their hearts, he shouted: "Wen, Senior Sister Wen is back and blocked in front of the mountain gate!"

The usual cold posture of Daojun Qingxuan changed suddenly, and he stood up suddenly, "Who are you talking about??"

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Wen Ying dared to stand alone in front of the army of millions of demons and said something like "a mere child of the demons", which made the demons laugh, and even ignored the words "I Yuxiao Sect" she said.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes, and he did not talk nonsense to her. He waved his hand and directed the high-level demon cultivators to attack and kill her majesty!

Want to defend Yuxiao Sect with your own strength? A joke!

Although Wen Ying is in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, the highest level in this world, and has spiritual magic weapons, there are many people on the other side, and there are many Yuanhou cultivators, so they cannot be easily underestimated. The small tripod can kill monks below the Nascent Soul Stage, but it can only be used to block the army's advance, which undoubtedly consumes a lot of her spiritual power. Every bit of spiritual power becomes particularly important.

But although Wen Ying thought she was cautious, she was already dumbfounded and her scalp was numb in the eyes of others.

The battle between the two sides was fierce and dazzling, but the terrifying thing about this scene was that Wen Ying had only one person, but she was facing thousands of troops!

The fire magma and water dragons that fell from the Heavenly Cauldron were like disasters that could storm the sky. Even the Dan monks had no resistance, and forced the army of demons to overturn and blood to flow into a river. On the other side, she fought with the famous demon kings of the demons, but she did not lose the upper hand, but instead seemed light and easy.

The most terrifying thing was that the four Yuanhou cultivators came together to fight. The power was far beyond the late stage of the Yuanying period, and it was a real killer move. However, just as she was flooded by the white light from the spell, the disciples of the Yuxiao Sect sweated coldly between their foreheads, and they thought she was about to be bombarded into ashes. But they did not expect that the four Yuanhou cultivators suddenly spitted blood, and then their expressions became dull and their movements seemed slow. It was obvious that their spiritual sense was severely damaged.

But they were not in vain either.

——The veil on Wen Ying’s face was ruined, revealing her face.

When seeing the Yuxiao Sect disciples who had half-faced face, one of them suddenly took a deep breath, "Isn't this... Senior Sister Wen?"

"What?!"

"It's the senior sister Wen Yingwen who fell into the cliff. The master once said that her natal lamp had been turned off. Senior Sister Wen should have died. How could she... become a demon cultivator?"

"Can you read it wrong?"

"Impossible! Senior Sister Wen was called the Fairy of Liuli back then. Most of the disciples in the sect admired her. I had the honor of seeing her charm and would never forget it!"

"Is it false to fall off a cliff, and to betray the master sect the real one? Didn't the master say that she colluded with the demon? Now it seems that she is indeed wrong. She has really become a demon cultivator!"

How could the devil cultivator not hear this discussion? His expression was gloomy and as if it could drip into water, he smiled and said without a smile: "It turned out to be Fairy Liuli. I have been admired for a long time. It turns out that the fairy has entered my demonic path. Look at you, the fairy has long said that she has taken a fancy to the Yuxiao Sect, so we don't have to fight this battle. There are countless treasures in the Yuxiao Sect, and the fairy can't enjoy it. I promise you, what if you choose after the capture?"

He had known that the other party was a demon cultivator, but no matter whether he was a Taoist cultivator, he was the most straightforward to kill him. Now that he could not kill him, he would lose his troops and lose his generals, and he had to talk about his "friendship".

The disciples of Yuxiao Sect over there were bursts of excitement when they heard this, and buzzed.

"It turned out to be a nest of snakes and rats!"

"Get out of here, we are famous and upright sects, and we don't need the hypocrisy of demon cultivators!"

They have long been scared by the cruel and despicable and shamelessness of the Demonic Dao. After experiencing changes in joy and despair, how could they know that this is not another trap for the Demonic Cultivator?

Wen Ying didn't say anything, as if she didn't care, bandaged the wound casually and clenched the Sun and Moon Fan again.

The nineteen turned their heads and roared in anger, making their faces pale and they dared not say anything. The expression on their faces also confirmed her intentions, but it was just that the magic cultivator's interests were unevenly distributed.

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in front of the mountain gate. He was very charming. All the disciples were happy and respectfully called "Master Qingxuan".

Everyone heard this name, and the female demon cultivator suddenly turned around and touched his long-standing gaze, "...Master."

It was not until this moment that the person in front of him was really his little disciple. Her temperament had become mature, and half of her face was injured. For some reason, she must have suffered a lot of hardships and suffered a lot of grievances. Being able to enter the late stage of the Nascent Soul in a short period of time can show her talent and also see the twists and turns of her experience.

Her natal soul lamp extinguished was not for no reason, she would have suffered a great disaster at that time, but she survived.

I think she hasn't appeared for a long time, so she doesn't want to go back to the master's sect again, but when she is in trouble, she is still willing to protect her. Her words, "If the master's sect is in trouble, I will also protect her and never refuse." have never been a nice empty word.

Qingxuan Daojun stared at her for a long time, and such a gentle look appeared in his eyes, "Just come back."

All grievances surged into her heart in an instant, and all her persistence and quibbling seemed to disappear in an instant. She seemed to want to cry but restrained her voice: "I am ashamed of my master's teaching."

"Everyone will make mistakes and be trapped by the inner demon for a while." He whispered, "It was the master who gave you a heavy burden. Even if it was this burden, you could not choose it. How could you not be upset?"

"But the disciple has now become a demon cultivator..."

"It's great that you can come today. What's the difference between the demon cultivator and Taoist cultivation? As long as it doesn't go against its original heart." His spiritual consciousness swept across her, his expression slightly condensed, and he sighed, "Although he has become a cultivator in Yuanhou, he is still so frivolous in his work, but his spiritual consciousness is injured?"

"yes……"

"The wounds of spiritual consciousness are not as good as children's jokes. You cannot use spiritual consciousness to attack within a hundred days. If you force your actions, the injury will be difficult to heal. Retreat to the formation first, and the master will heal your wounds."

When the disciples heard this, they immediately said in unison: "Master!"

"Master, don't be so confused! The demon's way is vicious, don't listen to the words of the female demon cultivator easily."

How could the demon cultivator miss such an opportunity in vain, deliberately creating chaos, and threatening to join forces with Wen Ying to defeat the "enemy", which made the disciples very suspicious.

"Don't talk nonsense in the devil cultivator! Who is with you?"

In the sky, a sudden shout of shocking clouds came from the sound of a shocking cloud, attracting attention. A flying magic weapon was in the shape of a treasure ship, staying above the Yuxiao Gate. Suddenly, a surprise cheer burst out among the disciples, "It's senior brother, senior sister is back!"

The people who came down from the treasure ship were baptized by war. They were all savage, and their words and deeds were all out of their sheath and their swords were exposed. They were the disciples who returned from the battlefield through the experience of Yuxiao Sect.

However, beyond the expectations of the disciples in the sect, those people stood next to Wen Ying.

Liuxu's long sword was unsheathed, and his eyebrows were raised, "Who dared not let Uncle Wen enter?!"

"Sister Liu, you don't know anything..." The disciple was about to explain the passage in detail, but was interrupted by the other party.

"I don't know what? I only know that Uncle Wen was born and died in the battlefield of monsters. I have a lot of disciples from Yuxiao Sect. You are restless in the back and enjoy the success. The Master Sect is in trouble. Uncle Wen returns to the Master Sect as soon as possible and guards the gate with his own strength. You hide behind the mountain protection formation and cannot move forward. If Uncle Wen cannot enter the gate, who else is qualified to take a step!"

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I originally wanted to finish writing today, but there weren't many more in the future, so I might have written less than 3,000 yuan. But I was too sleepy, so I'd better send it first and go to bed.

Tomorrow is definitely the last chapter, this flag will not fall (confident)
Chapter completed!