Several rays of light fell from the sky and fell into the market town at the foot of Hongmeng Mountain.
This market town used to be very lively, but now it is deadly silent. The disciples scattered and stepped out of the teleportation formation. Ji Chaoyun walked to a corpse lying on the ground on the street, squatted down and probed into the spiritual vein, his eyes suddenly darkened.
"Senior Brother Bai, these corpses were still warm, and they were all killed by a sword." Behind Ji Chaoyun, a disciple replied.
With a sword on her waist, Bai Qiuyue nodded to indicate that she understood, and noticed that Ji Chaoyun was still squatting on the ground, and walked towards him: "Xiaolong, what did you find?"
"No." Ji Chaoyun said, "The murderer seems to have a very high level of cultivation, and he can't see the number of ways for the time being."
Bai Qiuyue pondered for a moment, then ordered: "Go separately and check to see if there are any survivors and clues to the murderer."
"Yes."
Ji Chaoyun was about to leave when Bai Qiuyue suddenly stopped him: "Little Dragon."
"Brother Bai, is there anything else?"
"It's nothing, I just remind you to be careful." Bai Qiuyue smiled and said, "There are not enough high-level disciples, and most of the second-level disciples Xuan and Huang have to prepare for the quarterly exam, so I recommended you to Immortal Venerable Tianshu. You can't do anything, or that phoenix will skin me."
Ji Chaoyun: "I understand, thank you Senior Brother Bai."
After he finished speaking, he followed the footsteps of several disciples in front of him.
This market town is not too big, Ji Chaoyun searched around for a while, and soon came to an end.
At the end of the market town is a pine forest.
Ji Chaoyun walked straight into the pine forest without stopping. A figure followed, but Ji Chaoyun quickly disappeared into the jungle without a trace.
The man stopped and looked left and right, and was suddenly pulled from behind.
Ji Chaoyun dragged the man into the shelter of the jungle, and asked coldly, "What are you doing with me, Ah Zhuo?"
Jun Ruzhuo's face seemed to be a little pale, he forced himself to calm down and straightened his clothes: "Who, who said I followed you."
The place where they were located was far away from the disciples outside, and because of the shade of the pine forest and the grass, they would not even find two people inside from the outside.
Ji Chaoyun's face was cold, and the eyes he looked at Jun Ruzhuo were bone-chillingly cold.
Even though his cultivation has been improving very fast recently, he still won't be Jun Ruzhuo's opponent. But when Jun Ruzhuo saw his gaze, he was instinctively a little scared.
Ji Chaoyun was angry.
In Jun Ruzhuo's memory, this person has never been angry with him. When he was still in Lingyuan Sea, Ji Chaoyun had the highest status among his peers, was the oldest, and had the mildest temperament.
He treats all the younger brothers and sisters in the clan gently, no matter if they are direct descendants or side branches, without the slightest prejudice.
But now he is angry.
Ji Chaoyun said, "Tell me, what's going on here?"
"I have no idea."
"Jun Ruzhuo!"
Jun Ruzhuo shrank for a moment, and his momentum instantly weakened: "I-I really don't know..."
Ji Chaoyun: "Everyone in this market town was stabbed to death by a sword. The murderer acted neatly, and his cultivation base was not under you. And the sword move used by the murderer is a move that is secret from Lingyuan Sea."
"... Jun Ruzhuo, what's going on?"
Every time Ji Chaoyun said a word, Jun Ruzhuo's face turned paler, but he didn't answer, just lowered his head and didn't even dare to look into Ji Chaoyun's eyes.
"...You don't force him any more." A voice sounded from the bushes behind the two of them, and Ji Chaoyun was startled, his face instantly losing blood.
A tall and slender man slowly walked out of the pine forest.
The visitor was dressed in a silver robe, with long silver-white hair scattered behind him, wearing a crown and a ring, with an extraordinary bearing. He still looks young and handsome, but there is a sense of vicissitudes between his eyebrows.
Ji Chaoyun's fingers couldn't stop shaking, all the voices were choked in his throat, and he couldn't say a word. He watched the man pass him, stepped forward, and patted Jun Ruzhuo on the shoulder: "Azhuo really doesn't know anything, he is only responsible for leading you out alone, it's pointless for you to question him."
"You..." Ji Chaoyun's voice was hoarse, "You did it?"
The man turned his head, revealing a face that was three-point similar to Ji Chaoyun: "Yan'er, it's been so long, you really don't want to call me father again?"
As night fell, the fire in the cave jumped, illuminating the jagged stone walls.
Ji Chaoyun knelt under the stone wall, with his hands bound by a slender silver chain, his expression was calm and indifferent.
Outside the cave, Jun Ruzhuo's voice faintly sounded: "Uncle, you clearly said that you just wanted to draw Feng Qi out for an excuse, why did you kill those people in the market town, and why did you want to let your cousin—"
There are many guards guarding the entrance of the cave. The Dragon King tilted his head and whispered something to one of the guards, then turned around and interrupted: "A Zhuo, you can be optimistic about him, don't ask more about other things."
"But… "
The Dragon King glanced at him coldly, Jun Ruzhuo stopped abruptly, bowed to the Dragon King, and turned back to the cave.
Jun Ruzhuo went to the stone table and poured a glass of water, returned to Ji Chaoyun, squatted down, and put the glass to his mouth. Ji Chaoyun didn't raise his head, turned his head, and ignored it.
"Uncle said that when Hongmeng Academy hands over Feng Qi, he will let you go." Jun Ruzhuo whispered, "He won't hurt you."
Ji Chaoyun closed his eyes: "So far, you still believe him?"
Jun Ruzhuo lowered his eyes and said nothing, Ji Chaoyun said, "Blame me for leaving too early. For the past three hundred years, Jun Jue has been teaching you, and it has made you look like you can't tell right from wrong."
"I..." Jun Ruzhuo dodged, "I just want to know the truth."
Half of Ji Chaoyun's face reflected the beating fire, and his expression was light: "You want the truth? Well, then I'll tell you the truth."
"You should already know that the army of demons that attacked me and Feng Qi on Mount Sumeru was actually refined by mortals. We followed the clues and found the Dragon King Temple in Linhai Village. At the Dragon King Temple, I saw Jun Jue."
"But he didn't come to exorcise the devil. He deliberately designed to lead me there, and wanted to use the magic weapon on me to open the seal of the devil's realm."
Jun Ruzhuo's eyes widened in astonishment: "What did you say..."
Ji Chaoyun ignored it, but continued: "You've always wanted to know why I left Lingyuanhai three hundred years ago. In fact, it wasn't just because Jun Jue wanted to kill me, but I learned that Lingyuanhai was already before the battle. Turn yourselves over and take refuge in the Demon Race."
"Three hundred years have passed since the war between gods and demons. I thought that even if the Dragon Clan had gone astray, when the war ended and the Demon Realm was sealed, they should return to the right path." Ji Chaoyun said in a low voice, "But I didn't expect this to happen. For three hundred years, Jun Jue's connection with the Demon Race has been unbroken, and he... is wrong."
"what?"
Ji Chaoyun lowered his eyes to look at the silver chain tied to his wrist, and a hint of coolness gradually rose in his heart: "It's not Jun Jue who has a connection with the devil."
Jun Ruzhuo looked at him steadily, his voice trembling: "You mean... uncle?"
Ji Chaoyun said: "I didn't understand before, even if Lingyuan Sea Dragon King was seriously injured in the original battle and could not retreat, how could he know nothing about Jun Jue's actions for so many years. Now it seems that it is not I don't know, but indulge."
Jun Ruzhuo didn't speak for a long time, he suddenly got up and stretched out his hand to pull the silver chain on Ji Chaoyun's hand.
"what are you doing?"
"Take you out of here." Jun Ruzhuo said quickly, "I know it's useless to say anything now, it's me who trusts others, I don't ask for your forgiveness. This place is not far from Hongmeng Mountain. I will lead the guard outside the door later. You escape."
Ji Chaoyun held his hand: "Then you..."
Jun Ruzhuo: "Uncle wants you, I'll be fine."
There seemed to be some kind of secret method attached to the silver chain, but Jun Ruzhuo couldn't pull it off. He got up and drew out the accompanying sword, and slashed at the silver chain with the sword.
The moment the sword edge touched the chain, a dazzling white light suddenly erupted in the cave. The next moment, Jun Ruzhuo flew out and slammed into the stone wall on the other side.
"Azhuo!"
Jun Ruzhuo reluctantly stood up, a trace of blood slipped from his lips.
"Look, I said that your nephew is unreliable, as expected." A voice sounded from outside the cave, and the two inside the cave looked out at the same time.
The Dragon King walked into the cave, with a glazed mirror floating beside him.
In the light mirror, the outline of a person is vaguely visible, very blurred and indistinct.
The Dragon King ignored the person in the mirror. He walked quickly to Jun Ruzhuo's side, leaned over and tapped a few spiritual acupoints on his body, and said in a low voice, "Don't use gong for an hour, or you will be attacked."
The surging spiritual power in the body gradually calmed down, and Jun Ruzhuo was a little surprised: "You..."
The Dragon King retracted his gaze and did not look at him again.
The man in the mirror said again: "His Majesty the Dragon King is still too soft-hearted, this kind of traitor should be killed, why save him?"
The Dragon King said coldly: "Yan Huaqing, don't forget what you promised me?"
"It doesn't hurt the life of the dragon family, I remember."
The voice was clear and clear, and it seemed to contain a smile, but it was as cold as a snake and scorpion, and it made one's spine chill.
Yan Huaqing.
Ji Chaoyun's eyelashes moved slightly, remembering when he heard the name.
At the beginning, Feng Xiao and Moyu fought hard for a long time because of the existence of this person.
"Devil is actually not difficult to deal with, only one person is very difficult."
"Yan Huaqing, the Lord of Demon Domain."
"That person is extremely talented, and his methods are sinister and vicious. It is said that he used to be the attendant of the former Lord of the Demon Domain. A hundred years ago, he killed his master with his own hands and ascended to the position of the Demon Lord. After that, he only spent a hundred years, It will expand the demonic realm that has gradually declined to the present level."
"If you get rid of him, the Demon Realm will be self-defeating, and if he is alive, the hidden danger of Demon Realm will never be eradicated."
"Yan Huaqing..." Ji Chaoyun raised his eyes to look at the Dragon King, "So, are you really cooperating with the Demon Race?"
"So what?"
Ji Chaoyun said: "Are you crazy, you know how many lives he killed in the first place, and even Asu died because of him, why do you still help him! If the Demon Realm returns to the world, what will happen to the Immortal Realm and the human world? How can you-"
His wrists struggled hard, causing the silver chains to rustle.
The Dragon King didn't look at him, and said in a low voice, "You misunderstood, the Honorable Lord came here just to avenge Ju'er. A net has been set up inside and outside the cave. As long as Feng Qi is killed, we will stop. ."
Ji Chaoyun froze.
The Dragon King raised his hand and summoned a guard, and instructed: "Send a letter to Hongmeng Academy, saying that Jun Yan is here with me, and let Feng Qi come to see me."
The guard replied, "Yes."
"Wait." The voice in the light mirror sounded again, and said softly with a smile, "I heard that Feng Qi has been in seclusion for a long time, and the old man in Tianshu is Feng Qi's uncle, so he will definitely protect him. Just send a letter. Go, I'm afraid they won't hand over people."
The Dragon King frowned slightly: "What do you want?"
The light mirror flew to Ji Chaoyun's side, and the blurred mirror turned its direction to face Ji Chaoyun. Ji Chaoyun looked at the mirror coldly, but there was a chill in his heart of being peeped at.
The voice said softly: "Peel off a piece of dragon scales from him, and send them to Hongmeng Academy together."
The Dragon King shouted: "Yan Huaqing, you are enough!"
"Is this enough? I haven't finished yet." The man in the mirror said leisurely with a cold smile, "Tell them, every half an hour, they will peel another piece. I heard that you have a total of 9,000 dragons on your body. More than 600 dragon scales, I have always wondered if this is true."
"..."
"What's the matter, His Majesty the Dragon King can't do anything? That's right, I heard that you love this son the most, so naturally you can't bear him to suffer like this. Do you need me to help you?"
"No need." The Dragon King's voice was hoarse, he closed his eyes, as if he had finally made up his mind, "I'll do it myself."
The man in the mirror chuckled and moved out of the way.
Ji Chaoyun stared at the man slowly walking towards him, the blood on his pale face faded.