After being in seclusion in the secret realm for half a year, it was really inexplicable that he was blocked by someone when he came out.
Shen Zhixian casually flicked his sleeves, and the invisible energy smashed the boys' swords crookedly, banging them together.
The teenagers were forced to take several steps back and spread out a little, so as to avoid the tragedy of accidentally hurting each other.
Shen Zhixian casually brushed his sleeves: "Speak well, I don't like being pointed at with a sword."
Those youngsters obviously did not expect their opponents to be so powerful. After they were in a state of embarrassment, they did not dare to take it lightly. They cautiously gathered around and looked at the two with vigilance.
The blue-clothed youth at the head pointed obliquely with the tip of his sword, glanced over Shen Zhixian, and looked at Yan Jin with a clear goal: "Are you Yan Jin?"
Yan Jin said calmly, "Yes."
The young man said sternly: "That's why you are right. You have been doing bad things all over the world for more than half a year, causing countless people and committing public anger. Today we can find you. If you still have a conscience, you will be captured..."
Shen Zhixian: "???"
Wait, what the heck, they have been cultivating hard in the secret realm for the past six months. Who has provoked and harmed countless others
He cut off the boy's words neatly, raised his chin slightly towards Yan Jin, and asked suspiciously, "He? Are you sure?"
This group of teenagers looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. It was the first time they saw the legendary villain who murdered without blinking an eye. Although there were many people, they were still nervous.
Because of this nervousness, the blue-clothed boy couldn't help being suppressed for a while in front of the calm Shen Zhixian. He was stunned when Shen Zhixian asked him back, and then he looked at Yan Jin subconsciously and carefully before affirming: "He's right. ."
He took a deep breath and counted Yan Jin's crimes without pausing: "Five months ago, a villager was murdered in Northwest County and a girl in Pinghe Town... Three months ago, Yunxiaomen was murdered. One of the little disciples…”
There are dozens of lives, and many of them are disciples of the Xianxiu sect.
After the blue-clothed boy finished speaking, the surroundings were silent, and everyone looked at each other for a while. Shen Zhixian first came back to his senses and asked slowly, "You mean, there is someone who looks exactly like him and is hurting people everywhere?"
The blue-clothed boy: "Yes... No, what do you mean by that, the same person? Are you trying to deny it?"
Shen Zhixian slowly frowned.
Why is this scene so familiar
Almost instantly, he remembered the countless "Yan Jin" in the secret realm of the merman before. It was an illusion fabricated by the secret realm in order to coax him to stay, but now the secret realm has completely disappeared. Where did so many come from? "Yan Jin"
When the teenagers saw that they had nothing to say, they thought they were irrefutable, and they were about to come around again.
Shen Zhixian said: "To be honest, we stayed in the secret realm for half a year and didn't know much about the outside world. Please tell us carefully, what's going on?"
The blue-clothed youth hesitated: "This..."
Shen Zhixian has a gentle temperament, and it doesn't look like he is lying. The teenagers looked at him with sincerity and seemed to really know nothing. The original firm mind was a little shaken. The blue-clothed boy asked suspiciously: "Really?"
"Senior Brother Yuan, don't believe him! That Yan Jin has been doing evil for a long time, and he must be a cunning and cunning person. I'm afraid this is not what he is playing!"
Seeing everyone's hesitation, another skinny teenager flicked his wrist, pulled a sword flower, pointed it straight at Yan Jin, and said bitterly, "I hate killing innocent people the most in my life. I don't believe other people believe in your rhetoric!"
The slender boy's status in this small group is obviously not low. When he said this, the rest of the boys were shaken a little bit.
The blue-clothed boy raised his hand to stop their movements. He thought more. In fact, they had never seen Yan Jin kill with their own eyes. Everything was just hearsay. He listened to many prestigious senior Xianxiu discussing the matter along the way. Looking at the phantom stone that preserves Yan Jin's appearance, they believe it without knowing it...
—Wait, someone has seen Yan Jin kill!
He turned his head to look at the young man on the edge: "Junior Brother Alin, you accidentally bumped into the scene of Yan Jin's mutilation of the people in the town on that night two months ago. Please recognize him, is it him?"
The one named A Lin was a slightly fat and honest disciple. He seemed a little timid. He shivered when he was called, and when he was asked about what happened that night, he shivered again and stammered: "I, he... Well, it seems to look the same..."
God knows that night was his nightmare for the past two months! He was just getting up at night to take a piss off, but he just happened to hit the murder scene, and the murder was nothing, the murderer sucked everyone into a mummified corpse in an instant... Ah, ah, it's terrible!
He was notoriously timid in the division, and when he suddenly saw such a scene in a drowsy sleepiness, the whole person was frightened and stupid, until the murderer left the body and disappeared without a trace, then he reacted and went out of the crap. Call the same door.
He didn't know what the murderer looked like, he only vaguely saw that it was a man in black, or that the elder Xianxiu inspected the scene the next day and asserted that it was Yan Jin's doing, and he knew that he had run into it. Who.
The blue-clothed boy pursed his lips when he saw that what he said was vague, some hated that iron was not steel, and some were helpless.
Seeing this, Shen Zhixian took the opportunity to ask, "The person you are talking about, how is he dressed, what is his weapon, whether he is alone, and whether he has said anything, who judged Yan Jin to be the murderer, and how did he judge it? What evidence is there..."
He asked a lot of questions in a row, and the blue-clothed boy opened his mouth and was at a loss for words.
Seeing their speechless appearance, Shen Zhixian also understood what was going on, he said with a smile, "Young people should know how to distinguish right from wrong, don't follow others' opinions, gossip is fiercer than tigers, you don't play tricks for tigers... Okay, don't make trouble. , we still have important things to do, you make way."
However, the hands of the blue-clothed youth holding the hilt of the sword tightened and tightened, and in the end they refused to let them go: "Who are you? Qing Yunzong has already ordered Yan Jin to go back and find out what happened, and return it to everyone as soon as possible. A fair one. Since you are innocent, you might as well go with us to the Qingyun Sect and let the seniors identify the truth."
…
After several negotiations, Shen Zhixian and the two finally agreed to go to Qingyunzong with a group of young people.
In fact, with their abilities, it is very easy to get out, but this is a bit strange. Listening to the young people, it seems that there is already a lot of commotion outside, and even Qingyun Sect has issued an urgent pursuit order to ask Yan Jin Go back immediately.
Shen Zhixian's willingness to walk with them also has considerations. These youngsters are disciples who came out of the small sect of cultivating immortals. They are at the age of enthusiasm. They are full of chivalrous actions to punish evil and promote good. More, Shen Zhixian intends to find out from them.
He has a clear appearance and a gentle attitude, which makes it easy to let people down Without saying a word, they were deeply guarded against them, and the attitudes of the other disciples softened a lot.
Shen Zhixian communicated unintentionally, and had a bottom line in his heart.
About half a year ago, a man in black who was exactly the same as Yan Jin started to make trouble everywhere and mutilated many innocent people.
At first, no one cared about it. After all, it was ordinary people who died, and they couldn't make any waves. Until later, five or six disciples of the small sect of immortal cultivation died in a row.
This thing went off right away. That small sect lost a few outstanding disciples at once, was furious, and offered a reward to ask the murderer.
I don't know who it was, and said that it was Yan Jin, the direct disciple of a certain elder of the Qingyun Sect.
At the beginning, it was said that it was a disciple of Qingyun Sect, but everyone did not believe it. After all, Qingyun Sect was quite famous in the world of immortality, and it was one of the best sects. How could it be possible to teach such a disciple
But there were several tragedies in the future, each of which pointed to the same person, and some people even reported the murderer's phantom stone.
The Illusion Stone can record a short-lived real picture, and it records the appearance of the murderer - black clothes, swords, and a stern expression, which is exactly the same as the portrait of Yan Jin circulated in the Qingyun Sect.
This time, it was impossible for everyone to believe it. The victim sect, people who saw injustice on the road, and people watching the fun rushed to Qingyunzong and asked Qingyunzong to give an explanation.
But Yan Jin had already gone out to practice, and Shen Zhixian could not retreat for a long time. Song Ming had no choice but to do so. After discussing with several other elders, he issued an urgent pursuit order to let Yan Jin come back quickly, find out the truth, and give everyone an explanation.
All kinds of things are very frustrating.
In fact, the young people were skeptical about this at first, but they couldn't bear the assertive remarks of various senior immortals, and after seeing the so-called Illusion Stone, they gradually affirmed this statement.
But now being questioned by Shen Zhixian, the teenagers felt hesitant and hesitated again.
Yu Yuan had a brief discussion with the juniors and juniors, and felt that this matter alone could not be resolved in the best way, so he finally decided to send them back to the Qingyun Sect and leave it to the elders to deal with it.
The young man desperately wanted to know the truth, and he had been on the road for the past few days.
Today, when it was dark again, everyone stopped. However, there are no villages or shops here, no small towns and villages where you can settle down, so everyone can only rest in a forest.
Naturally, they had their own dinner. The teenagers were eating dry food. Yan Jin quickly caught a passing hare, silently lit the fire and roasted it, tearing off the fattest part for Shen Zhixian to eat.
The teenagers were not far from them, and they were so greedy with the scent that they couldn't help but look at the two of them and hesitated.
However, Shen Zhixian had a bad taste, but he didn't see it. He happily shared the little hare with Yan Jin and whispered, "Don't be in a hurry to go back, Song Ming will have a headache. We'll figure this out for ourselves."
Song Ming may be wholeheartedly good for the sect, but he will never be sincere to their master and apprentice. There are still many mysteries about Song Ming, which Shen Zhixian has not figured out. What are you doing while taking advantage of this
Yan Jin hummed, seeing that the corners of his lips were oily from eating, and wiped him clean with a handkerchief.
Shen Zhixian did not change his face and filled his stomach under the vaguely saddened gazes of the teenagers, turned his neck, and said with a smile, "I'm sleepy."
Yan Jin silently cleaned up the mess, and used the cleansing technique to briefly clean up the two of them. Shen Zhixian leaned on him familiarly and closed his eyes for a nap. Yan Jin surrounded him and closed his eyes with a calm expression, ignoring the obscure and curious eyes of the teenagers.
It was getting dark. Seeing that the two had no intention of keeping a vigil, the blue-clothed youth named Yu Yuan frowned and arranged for several people to watch the night. He said, "Watch them carefully, don't let anything happen."
Several teenagers responded. One of the youngsters looked at the two people who were described as close, and was a little curious: "What is their relationship? It seems that the relationship is really good."
Although the man in white called Suijian said they were brothers in the daytime, but whose brothers are so close? He saw with his own eyes the meat that Yan Jin had bitten at Suijian, and ate it without disdain.
"Who knows." The teenagers were full of energy and not yet sleepy. Some people started to talk, and after a few words, they gathered together and began to discuss in a low voice. The topic was nothing more than the two over there.
Although their voices were small, they were very clear in Shen Zhixian's ears. Shen Zhixian didn't mind their random guessing about the relationship between the two, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't sleep because of the noise.
Yan Jin moved slightly, allowing Shen Zhixian to adjust to a more comfortable posture.
Shen Zhixian put his head on his shoulder, and in the next instant, a warm palm covered his ear, isolating him from the buzzing of a swarm of little bees over there.
There was a lot of silence in my ears.
Shen Zhixian smiled with satisfaction, leaned against Yan Jin, and fell asleep comfortably.
The teenagers who have been paying attention to the situation here: "..."
The discussion was silent for a moment, and before they could let out a bigger sigh, they saw Yan Jin looking over coldly.
His sight was as cold as an ice shuttle, swooping on them.
The mouths that the teenagers were about to open immediately closed, only to feel a biting chill suddenly, as if coming from their hearts, causing them to shiver uncontrollably.
Seeing that they were finally quiet, Yan Jin retracted his gaze.
The teenagers who had just been thawed shut their mouths tightly, and after being so frozen, they had no intention of continuing to discuss, and sat in a rustling manner to spread out.
There was silence for a while, and after half an hour, the young man named A Lin suddenly stood up, scratched his head in embarrassment, and whispered, "I, I'm in a hurry..."
It was Yu Yuan's vigil in the first half of the night, he nodded, said "be careful", and watched A Lin hurriedly run away.
There was no danger in the surrounding area, Yu Yuan didn't take it too seriously, and quickly withdrew his sight.
As soon as A Lin left, he went for a quarter of an hour. When he came back, his face was slightly pale, and his steps were a little sluggish. Seeing Yu Yuan frowning, he hurriedly said: "It may be that he has been eating dry food for the past two days, and his stomach is uncomfortable, just, squat... My feet are numb from squatting…”
He scratched his head shyly and gave a smirk.
Yu Yuan frowned and looked at him for a while, vaguely feeling that something was strange, but he didn't realize what was wrong for a while, he said softly: "Then you can meditate and rest for a while. I'll watch the night for you."
A Lin responded gratefully, and quickly returned to her original position, meditating with her eyes closed, looking the same as before.
The night passed so quietly.
The next day was still a busy day.
A few teenagers, including Yu Yuan, are too young, inexperienced, and uncertain. After seeing them together for a few days, there is nothing wrong with Yan Jin. They have never seen Yan Jin hurt others. After relaxing the originally tense nerves, only Lin Qin, the thin young man at the beginning, always had great vigilance against the two of them.
Seeing that his face was always cold, the young man next to him whispered to him: "They don't seem to be hostile, maybe they have a secret relationship. When we turn back, we will go to Qingyun Sect..."
"The heart is separated from the belly, who can tell clearly." Lin Qin interrupted him coldly, glanced at Yan Jin, did not suppress his doubts at all, and pointed out: "Don't take it lightly, so as not to suffer losses. "
The young man hit a nail and responded resentfully, a little disapproving, no longer talking to him, and instead stretched out his hand to drag A Lin next to him: "Hey, Junior Brother A Lin, please talk more carefully, that night. What's the situation?"
A-Lin has been silent since this morning, just walking silently. At this time, she was dragged and slowly turned her head to look at the young man. Her face was as pale as snow, which startled the young man.
"Junior Brother Alin, what's wrong with you?"
A Lin's face was completely bloodless, her two dark eyes rolled, and she said slowly, "I'm fine, I just lost my stomach yesterday."
Hearing that he just broke his stomach, the young man heaved a sigh of relief and took the initiative to stretch out his hand: "Can you still hold on, can I help you?"
"Much better." A Lin shook her head, passed her hand over and put it on the boy's hand, "Do you want to hear what happened that night?"
"Hmm. If you feel uncomfortable, don't talk about it." The young man looked at his face carefully, a little worried, "Your hands are very cold."
"I'm alright..." A Lin grinned and showed a smile, his face was too pale, his smile did not have the usual vitality, on the contrary, it was a bit infiltrating. I don't know, I feel like something terrible is about to happen.
He calmed down, and when he looked at A Lin again, he felt that there was nothing wrong, everything was normal.
"I actually saw how the man in black hurt people..." A Lin said hoarsely.
He had never said this before, and all the teenagers turned their heads to look at him in surprise, Yu Yuan asked, "What's going on? Didn't you say you were scared and stupid, and it was so dark around that you couldn't see anything clearly? "
A Lin shook her head, did not answer Yu Yuan's question, and continued: "The man in black twisted his neck, then raised his hand, and all of a sudden, it went through the man's chest..." He took a breath. , "And then, the man was sucked dry..."
"hand?!"
"The wound was made with bare hands?"
One after another, the sound of gasping for breath was new news. The blood and essence of the man who died that day were sucked clean, and there was a big hole in his chest. Couldn't tell what kind of weapon was wounded, this murderer is actually... an unarmed murderer
The young man supporting A Lin couldn't believe it: "How can this be done?"
"There's nothing that can't be done, do you want to try it?" A Lin tilted her head to look at the young man and smiled faintly, as if asking him if he wanted to drink water.
The boy was stunned for a moment, "Try what—"
He couldn't finish his words, because in the next moment, he only felt that his wrist was pinched tightly by Junior Brother A Lin, as if it was firmly clasped by icy iron clamps, and then his chest became cold.
Something penetrated his chest.
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