There is something wrong with Yu Qinghong. This is Wen Yun’s intuitive feeling.
Although she had never met Yu Qinghong before, she had heard of this young master Qinghong's stunning song that moved the world.
It is said that the other party is a truly humble gentleman, elegant and refined, who is nothing like the sinister and disgusting man next to her now.
Yes, this man gave Wen Yun a disgusting feeling.
There was no one around at the moment, and he had taken off all his disguises. The aura around him was cold and sticky like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark night.
Now that the truth of the matter had become clear, Wen Yunjing lay on the cold ground thinking about everything.
The demon cultivator who entered the Xuantian Secret Realm was probably the man in front of him, and the black giant pythons he encountered before were also summoned by him.
Maybe he has more companions who have sneaked in, because Jiang Si said before that the Xuantian Secret Realm was opened half a month earlier this time, and several major families took turns guarding the entrance during this period.
If Yu Qinghong sent someone in while the Yu family was on duty, this would not be possible.
As for whether the Jiang family was involved, Wen Yun was not sure and could only continue to pretend to be unconscious and find out.
Yu Qinghong was right beside her, and the cold aura lingering around her made her feel uncomfortable.
"I've found you interesting since we were in the Thousand Arrays Tower. Ha, you actually dared to kill someone in front of so many people. You're quite courageous."
His gaze seemed to pass across Wen Yun's face literally, but she did not move at all and did not respond.
Fortunately, Yu Qinghong soon lost interest in her. He casually threw Wen Yun aside and ignored her, instead staring coldly and indifferently into the darkness with his strange red eyes.
Wen Yun also focused his mental attention in that direction.
Not long after, a strange noise was heard. Upon closer listening, it turned out to be the sound of staggered footsteps and low conversations.
"Friend Yu, this black fog actually has the effect of devouring spiritual energy. I wonder what is hidden in it. Please don't wander too far away from me, otherwise I will not be able to protect you."
"Thank you, Brother Jiang. Don't worry, we'll be there soon."
The first one was Jiang Si's voice, and the other one was probably Yu Nineteen.
Judging from their conversation, Jiang Si hasn't realized anything is wrong yet and is still enthusiastically protecting Yu Qinghong's minions.
The latter led him step by step to Yu Qinghong. After seeing the situation here clearly, Jiang Si was shocked and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Yu? How did you get so badly injured!"
As he spoke, he was already running towards this side with a big knife in hand, ready to rescue.
Yu Qinghong, who was lying on the ground dying, was also acting. It was estimated that the next moment he would perform the same drama as Wen Yun just now, and one more person would be added to the team of corpses.
Jiang Si was completely unaware and gritted his teeth, "Who locked you here? Daoist Yu, don't panic, I will cut the chain and rescue you immediately!"
Before he finished speaking, he raised the precious sword in his hand and used Jiang's sword technique with his brute force without relying on spiritual power. He took a step forward and slashed with the sword, with great power.
It seems that he has used all his strength to rescue Yu Qinghong!
Wen Yun sighed for Jiang Si, the simple boy.
But the next moment—
Jiang Sikuo shouted angrily: "Break it for me!"
As soon as the last word came out, the sword in his hand had already chopped fiercely towards Yu Qinghong, not the iron chain around his waist, but his neck!
The knife was sharp and dangerous, with a force that seemed to split mountains and seas, and it headed for Yu Qinghong's head without hesitation.
However, the latter reacted the moment his knife approached. He narrowed his eyes coldly, turned over and sat up to avoid the fatal knife. Several powerful cold and gloomy air suddenly rose from his body.
In an instant, several giant pythons swam out silently from the darkness, and attacked Jiang Si with their tails.
Jiang Si ran back with the knife in hand, gritting his teeth and angrily said, "It's fake!"
"oh?"
Yu Qinghong raised his eyelids lazily, and while controlling the black python to chase Jiang Si, he said with interest: "You actually figured it out, but you are not as stupid as you look."
Jiang Si had no intention of accepting the other party's praise. Without his spiritual power, it was extremely difficult for him to deal with the black python. However, the other party did not catch him directly, but just played with him leisurely, like a cat playing with a mouse.
He angrily swore a curse word, which he had learned from Bao Pilong before.
Yu Qinghong seemed to have lost interest. He slightly hooked his hand, and a giant python lurking in the darkness suddenly shot out and suddenly bound and entangled Jiang Si.
"Tell me, how did you figure that out?"
Jiang Si cursed again and ignored him.
Yu Qinghong narrowed his eyes and sneered: "If you curse again, I will pull out your tongue."
The giant python also cooperated by raising its head high and glaring at Jiang Si. Jiang Si turned his head away to avoid the disgusting stench coming from the snake's mouth and said angrily, "You fake! Daoist Qinghong would rather die than watch his zither break! Which cultivator doesn't regard his weapon as a unique treasure? But you don't care about the broken zither at all. You are obviously not a serious cultivator!"
Yu Qinghong was slightly stunned, then frowned: "That's it? What kind of unique treasure is this? It's just a broken zither. What's so rare about it? You righteous people are really stingy."
“That’s not being stingy!”
Wen Yun, who was watching from the side, was surprised at Jiang Si's sensitivity in this regard, and at the same time, he was frantically reflecting on himself.
She has used more than one wand, and every time she comes across a new and better material, she throws the old one away. This behavior does not seem like that of a serious monk.
Jiang Si turned his head and glared at a place behind Yu Qinghong: "And it's not just Qin who's exposed. When I came here, I saw Junior Sister Wen behind you! It's well known that Master Qinghong is kind to women, especially beautiful women. If Junior Sister Wen is a woman with peerless beauty, if she is the real Yu Qinghong, she will definitely let me save her first!"
Even though the situation was difficult at the moment, Wen Yun couldn't help but feel a little happy.
Nothing else, she just likes people praising her for her good looks.
Sure enough, Jiang Si was not as simple-minded as he seemed. He was able to observe the details so well. The only pity was that... he chose to confront Yu Qinghong directly and overestimated his own strength, so now he fell into his hands.
Yu Qinghong slowly stood up and walked towards Jiang Si step by step. The iron chain wrapped around his waist was unknown how long it was, and it rustled on the ground as he walked.
His eyes were extremely cold and arrogant, and he forced out a cold smile: "You said I'm not the real Yu Qinghong?"
Jiang Si spat and said, "No matter how good your disguise is, it's still fake. The real Daoist Yu must be somewhere else in this secret realm!"
However, Yu Qinghong took out a jade ring from his bosom and shook it in his hand, saying in a gloomy tone: "Take a closer look before you tell me whether I am real or fake?"
The jade ring was as white as snow and emitted a bright light even in the darkness. It was the token of the young master of the Yu family!
Jiang Si couldn't believe it, he was shocked and angry: "Yu Qinghong, you actually turned into a demon cultivator!"
Yu Qinghong slowly raised his hand and pressed it down, and the black python tied up Jiang Si and sent him to his master.
The pair of bloodshot eyes stared at Jiang Si, whose voice suddenly stopped. His body shook, and then his head tilted and he fainted.
Wen Yun had noticed earlier that there was something wrong with Yu Qinghong's eyes. He seemed to be launching a mental attack through his pupils.
Jiang Si did not possess as strong mental power as her, and this method had never been used before among the righteous cultivators, so he was caught without any resistance.
"Sure enough, the righteous monks are used to fighting uprightly. They need to learn how to write the word 'sneak attack'."
Wen Yun was concentrating on using her mental power to observe everything that was happening in front of her. Magical elements had quietly condensed at her fingertips, and if Yu Qinghong had any intention of killing Jiang Si, she could stop him immediately.
However, Yu Qinghong did not kill him, but kicked Jiang Si to her side like a dead dog.
After a while, he spoke again: "I asked you to bring Jiang Si alone, but you brought such a group?"
These words were obviously directed at Yu Shijiu, who had already fallen to his knees and said in a trembling voice, "I don't know why these sword cultivators are with Jiang Si..."
"You've caused me to waste a lot of magic energy. Cut off one hand and confess your sin. Then go and bring those two stupid sword cultivators here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Shijiu picked up Jiang Si's knife and cut off his left hand without hesitation. After that, he kowtowed to Yu Qinghong respectfully before diving into the black fog again, presumably to look for Zhu Erchong and Bao Pilong.
Wen Yun saw the bloody scene of Yu Shijiu's severed hand, but she did not blink or panic. After all, she was a woman used to big scenes. She just sighed that the behavior of the evil cultivators was indeed completely different from that of the righteous ones.
The righteous also do evil things, but they will try to cover up their evil deeds, or they may be afraid to do it for many reasons. But it is different for the evil cultivators. They do evil things as a matter of course, and hurting people's lives is as trivial to them as eating and drinking.
She vaguely grasped a key point from Yu Qinghong's words. Could the demonic energy he mentioned be the black fog that devours spiritual power
Wen Yun's mental power has quietly spread to every corner of the fog without anyone noticing, and the position of everyone in the fog is under her control.
Yu Nineteen, who went to look for her two senior brothers, seemed to know their location very well, and soon she came over with two sword cultivators.
"There's something strange about this fog. We should be careful. Junior Brother Bao, quickly draw your sword and be ready to fight at any time!"
"I understand. Brother, you have to be careful too. Come, you watch out for the east, and I'll watch out for the west!"
This cautious remark made □□ breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that the two senior brothers were not as reckless and brainless as they seemed. It made sense that since Jiang Si could sense that something was wrong, they would certainly not be easily fooled.
Just as she was thinking this, the next moment she was hit on the face and it was burning with pain.
"Ah, the person lying over there seems to be Fellow Daoist Yu, we found him!"
"Friend Yu, you are injured. Don't panic. We will come to rescue you right away—"
Wen Yun watched helplessly as her two senior brothers rushed to Yu Qinghong without hesitation, without Jiang Si's sneak attack and without her superb acting skills.
The two of them simply ran up to Yu Qinghong, looked at each other, and then fell to the ground with a bang.
There was even a hint of surprise on his face when he found someone before he fainted.
Yu Qinghong, who was prepared for the sneak attack, said: "…"
Wen Yun was speechless: "..."
Yu Qinghong frowned, stared at the two local sword cultivators with disdain, and then kicked them away from him.
He asked lazily, "Two left?"
Yu Shijiu answered respectfully: "Yes, there are still two sword cultivators with shallow foundations left."
"I don't want to spend time dealing with this guy who can't even be considered a direct disciple. I'll just kill him when I'm done." Yu Qinghong lazily announced that Ye Shubai and Shen Xinghai would be let go, and then clapped his hands towards the darkness.
"Come out, my new body is ready for you."
The rustling sound gradually became louder. Wen Yun stared at the place where the sound came from. There she felt an extremely disgusting aura.
The sound came closer and closer. After a long time, a man with disheveled hair appeared, carrying another person on his back.
He raised his head slowly, a dark aura of death lingering on his face, and his eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.
Wen Yun looked at the face quietly, and then moved his gaze to the lifeless corpse on his back.
"Xie Xun..."
“…Xie Mi’an!”