"I'm your senior brother, no matter how much you don't like me, you can't kill me. Otherwise, the punishment of Xianmen is a trivial matter, I'm afraid you can't stand the master alienating you?" Xiao Qinghe said with a smile.
The boy on the opposite side lowered his eyes and didn't answer.
"You don't dare to kill me, so I'm not afraid of your anger. I specially attracted the phantom demon..." Xiao Qinghe smiled viciously, "Because I almost fell into her hands when I entered the secret realm back then."
Xuan Ling remained silent.
Seeing his calm appearance, Xiao Qinghe felt it was an eyesore, "Guess what illusion I got?"
He just asked, but didn't intend to listen to the other party's answer, so before the boy could react, he laughed to himself: "What I saw should... be the same as you? Let me guess, you saw Master, right? "
The young man raised his eyes slightly and stared at him.
Xiao Qinghe knew that he didn't dare to kill himself. Just like what I said just now, if this guy kills himself, maybe he doesn't care how Xianmen punishes him, but he is absolutely afraid of facing the master, afraid that the master will disappoint him.
Therefore, he did not dare to kill his fellow disciples.
Xiao Qinghe was almost unscrupulous, grinning and said: "Senior brother's determination is not as good as yours. Although he recovered in time, he did see her take off... Tsk, even if it is not Master's own body, but It's also very nice to see her take it off... "
He is intentionally annoying the other party.
As expected, the boy's pupils paused slightly, and stared at him without blinking.
Xiao Qinghe couldn't help laughing.
—but soon, his smile froze and he couldn't laugh anymore.
His throat seemed to be choked by something, and his breathing gradually became difficult, and then completely blocked.
Xiao Qinghe opened his eyes wide in horror.
The young man just stood there without moving at all, staring at him with a pair of clear black pupils, Xiao Qinghe could clearly see that those eyes showed a strange color.
Black magic power surged out, surrounding the gentle boy in white clothes, the beautiful snow lotus between his eyebrows gradually turned blood red, and the color of his pupils was bewitching and shimmering.
The Demon God raised his lips slightly, with an evil and powerful aura, Xiao Qinghe felt that the bones were being compressed inch by inch, and made an audible creaking sound.
Because of suffocation and oppression, his face flushed red, as if seeing a devil.
The blood lotus flashed slightly, and the beautiful and wicked young man raised his lips and squinted his eyes. It was clearly the cold expression of the demon god of the demon world, but his voice was slightly cold:
"Master will not blame me..."
He tilted his head slightly, and said softly:
"No one knows how you died."
As soon as these words fell, the former majestic disciple of the Immortal Sect fell to the ground lifelessly.
The young man lowered his eyes, his bewitching blood-colored pupils, casually glanced at the corpse, and walked away.
…
in a few days.
With the end of this expedition to the secret realm of Xianmen, a death news shocked everyone.
Immortal disciple, buried in a secret realm!
Xianmen was shocked, but only found magic power on Xiao Qinghe, and judged it was the work of people from the demon world.
Others, but no clues.
After Xuan Ling returned to the bamboo hut, Yu Chu looked him up and down for a few seconds, making sure that the young man was not injured, and then he was slightly relieved, "Nothing happened, right?"
"No." The boy rolled his eyes.
Yu Chu sized him up, but suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you all right?"
Xuan Ling paused for a moment, pursed his lips, and after two seconds of silence, he carefully raised his eyes to look at her: "Master... I didn't do anything bad, Master believes me."