Ye Xiuwen didn't notice what the old naughty boy was saying at all, or in other words, he noticed it, but didn't take what the old naughty boy said to heart.
His eyes fell on Jun Xiaomo. When he saw Jun Xiaomo's clothes were messy and his lips had signs of being bitten, his pupils shrank slightly and his eyes narrowed reflexively. .
The old naughty boy felt an inexplicable chill down his spine and touched the goosebumps that suddenly appeared on his arms in confusion.
Ye Xiuwen squatted down, took Jun Xiaomo's upper body into his arms, and rubbed her lips with his fingers. The newly scabbed wound on the corner of Jun Xiaomo's lips oozed out a little blood. It looked like Both fragile and gorgeous.
"What's going on?" Ye Xiuwen asked calmly, his voice had no fluctuation, as if there was peace, but the old naughty boy knew that this calm was definitely just on the surface. In fact, he could see Ye Xiuwen's next moment. It broke out. After all, this apprentice's possessiveness towards his wife was unprecedentedly strong.
"Ahem, what I said, apprentice, you should calm down." The old naughty boy gave Ye Xiuwen a vaccination in advance.
"Yeah." Ye Xiuwen responded lukewarmly, but the old naughty boy felt that his "um" was really unconvincing.
"This was done by Zou Zilong, the first disciple of Qingfeng Sect's Shibian Peak Master. He seems to have some unspeakable thoughts about your wife. When I blocked him just now, he was planning to take your wife away from here." The old naughty boy He said everything in one breath. After he finished speaking, he grabbed Ye Xiuwen's arm and persuaded him, "Disciple, my master has given him a hard time and taught him a lesson. Look at you. My wife is not seriously injured, so why not just let it go? The Qingfeng Sect is a high-level sect after all, and there is no need for us to fight against their entire sect."
Ye Xiuwen completely ignored the old naughty boy's persuasion, but asked in a deep voice: "Where is he?"
The old naughty boy was choked by Ye Xiuwen's question. He glared at Ye Xiuwen and said, "Why don't you listen to my advice? I've been saying that you should be a teacher for a long time, but you think it's nonsense, don't you?"
"Where is he?!" Ye Xiuwen suddenly turned his head, stared straight at the old naughty boy, and asked word for word, the black energy in his eyes filled the entire pupils, looking strange and strange horrible.
The old naughty boy was slightly startled. After being stunned for a moment, he finally understood that Ye Xiuwen was possessed again.
He sighed helplessly in his heart, it seemed that it was no longer possible not to speak. With the disciple's behavior, if he insisted on continuing to persuade, the disciple might even hate him as the master.
Alas, forget it, who told him to be at fault in this matter? If he hadn't been drunk and got into trouble, they wouldn't have encountered such a troublesome thing. Moreover, Ye Xiuwen had already killed Princess Linglong, so sooner or later they would have faced off against the Qingfeng Sect, right
The old naughty boy suddenly felt that after accepting Ye Xiuwen as his disciple, he really had not lived a peaceful life for a few days.
With a certain depressing mood, the old naughty boy pointed to another tree and said to Ye Xiuwen: "I was afraid that you would just chop him down, so I hid him behind that tree. He He has lost consciousness, you decide what to do with him, I don’t care about it as a teacher!"
A cold light flashed in Ye Xiuwen's eyes. He put down Jun Xiaomo and walked behind the tree. Sure enough, behind the huge tree, he found the unconscious Zou Zilong.
With just one glance, he saw the tooth marks on Zou Zilong's lips and the claw marks on his hands, which were obviously left by Jun Xiaomo when he struggled.
Ye Xiuwen's eyes filled with anger. He summoned his spiritual energy, grabbed Zou Zilong's neck, and lifted him up high.
Zou Zilong woke up from a feeling of near-death and suffocation. He opened his eyes with difficulty. In a blur, he saw a handsome man in front of him staring at him with a cold look on his face. It has a rich black aura.
"You... ahem... you are..." The things in front of Zou Zilong gradually became clearer, and he also recognized the man standing in front of him, holding his neck, "Are you Ye Xiuwen?! Ahem... "
Ye Xiuwen did not choose to cut Zou Zilong's neck all at once, but instead hung him up to let him feel the feeling of dying.
Zou Zilong's eyes were so pinched that they bulged out. He yelled at Ye Xiuwen bitterly: "Ye Xiuwen! Do you know my identity? If you dare to kill me, my master will never let you go! You Just wait and see!”
Ye Xiuwen did not respond to him, but waved his hand over, and a wind blade directly passed through Zou Zilong's mouth, tearing out two long cracks in his mouth.
"Ah!" Zou Zilong cried out in pain, and then lost his voice completely. Blood gurgled out from both sides of his mouth, and every time he opened his mouth, there were bursts of severe pain, leaving him unable to say anything at all.
"Pfft..." The old naughty boy who had been watching couldn't help but silently give his apprentice a thumbs up in his heart - this move was really wonderful, he blocked the other person's mouth effortlessly.
After Ye Xiuwen successfully blocked the yelling "devil voice" of the other party, he finally said coldly: "Do you think that I, who dared to kill even Princess Linglong, would choose to let go because I was afraid of your master?" Pass you?"
Zou Zilong's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Ye Xiuwen in disbelief - Ye Xiuwen killed Yue Linglong? ! How dare he kill Yue Linglong? Is he really not afraid of death? !
Ye Xiuwen continued to say in a calm tone: "One of you wants to destroy my wife and send her to a prison in the mortal world. The other one wants to taint my wife. You have an unfair relationship with my wife." I think, just these two points alone, I can’t tolerate you.”
After Ye Xiuwen finished speaking, a wind fist hit Zou Zilong's dantian. Zou Zilong originally had spiritual energy to protect his body, but Ye Xiuwen was much stronger than him, so he directly smashed the golden elixir in his dantian.
Zou Zilong's eyes widened in pain, as if his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets, and the extreme pain of the destruction of the golden elixir also made his hands and feet twitch slightly.
After this moment of extreme pain, what filled Zou Zilong's heart was an endless sense of hesitation and despair - had his cultivation been ruined? His cultivation was ruined! ! !
For a monk, there is nothing more painful than having his cultivation level abolished. He originally thought that Ye Xiuwen was just one level above him and did not take Ye Xiuwen seriously at all.
Unexpectedly, Ye Xiuwen had the ability to destroy his cultivation! What level has Ye Xiuwen reached, the early stage of Nascent Soul? Or the middle stage of Nascent Soul? !
If Zou Zilong had known that Ye Xiuwen's cultivation level had reached the late Nascent Soul stage, I'm afraid he wouldn't have taken Jun Xiaomo away so desperately, and even thought of finding a place to "eat" Jun Xiaomo.
The most important thing is that he never thought that Ye Xiuwen would really dare to treat him like this.
"My master... will never let you go..." Zou Zilong coughed up several mouthfuls of blood and glared at Ye Xiuwen angrily.
His mouth still hurt, but the despair and anger in his heart had long surpassed the pain in his body. He knew that even if the master would avenge him, his life would be ruined, completely ruined.
Ye Xiuwen didn't care about his threat at all. Whether it was Zou Zilong or Princess Linglong, they would only say this sentence when they came and went. Did they really comply with the sentence "One family does not enter the same house"
Zou Zilong saw the calmness in Ye Xiuwen's eyes, and a feeling of resentment accumulated in his heart - this person had ruined his life, and his threat was not taken seriously by this person at all, and he did not know whether the other person was No, there is still a backup plan.
This feeling made Zou Zilong feel a strong sense of unwillingness, and he also wanted to poke the opponent's sore spot.
His eyes fell on Jun Xiaomo, who was still unconscious not far away, and he suddenly pulled his lips, smiled, and said: "No wonder you are so angry, Jun Xiaomo is really a beauty, that picture You have such a soft mouth..."
Ye Xiuwen's expression turned cold, and he waved his hand again, and a wind blade flew straight towards Zou Zilong's body.
Zou Zilong couldn't dodge and was cut straight by Ye Xiuwen's wind blade. He screamed in pain - this time, Ye Xiuwen not only destroyed his cultivation, but also destroyed his dignity as a man. Lost.
Being cut there was not easy to describe with the word "pain". Zou Zilong was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat and felt that life was worse than death.
"Kill me... Just kill me..."
Zou Zilong's arrogant arrogance was finally completely crushed. At this moment, Zou Zilong regretted Mo Di and felt that he should not have angered the evil god Ye Xiuwen for a woman.
"I won't kill you. I'll use you in exchange for the key to the chain on Xiaomo's wrist." After Ye Xiuwen said that, he knocked out Zou Zilong with a palm to prevent him from being contaminated by his crying face with tears and runny nose. own eyes.
Before Zou Zilong fell into darkness, he felt strong regret and despair.
"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect, I didn't expect that my gentle-tempered apprentice would have such a cruel day." The old naughty boy shook his head with emotion, but there was not much meaning in his tone of blame, and there was even a bit of appreciation.
To be honest, Ye Xiuwen punished the arrogant guy severely, and the old naughty boy felt quite happy. As for whether he will be hunted down by the Qingfeng Sect, let’s talk about this later. Anyway, it has become a fact. .
Ye Xiuwen walked back, picked up Jun Xiaomo, and then said to the old naughty boy: "Master, let's go and take that trash from the Qingfeng Sect with us."
"Eh? Let's go? Where are we going now?" The old naughty boy picked up Zou Zilong with some disgust.
"Let's go back to the Qingfeng Sect and exchange him for the key to the chain on Xiaomo's wrist." Ye Xiuwen said calmly.
The old naughty boy was choked by Ye Xiuwen's words and his eyes widened - taking Zou Zilong, who was half dead, to where the Qingfeng Sect was? Wouldn’t that be throwing yourself into a trap? !
"Hey, apprentice, let me tell you, how about we find another way to help the apprentice's wife get rid of the chain... Eh? Apprentice, wait a minute..."
The old naughty boy wanted to continue to persuade Ye Xiuwen, but to his surprise, his apprentice walked forward without looking back.
"Hey! This apprentice! Sooner or later I will be pissed off by you!" The old naughty boy said with a headache, took Zou Zilong with him, and hurriedly followed.