Villain: Be a teacher to the son of luck

"Xiao Zichen, what are you doing?! Are you crazy?"

Chu Yueying, who was suddenly mentioned, seemed very puzzled, and asked back in a loud voice.

And Xiao Zichen was wearing a black slim robe, he squinted his eyes slightly, and said to Chu Yueying casually——

"Miss Chu, I think you are crazy, right?"

"What kind of person is Wen Mingting? You, a person who doesn't even have fighting spirit and internal strength, dare to stand in front of him? If Nanhua Shangxian hadn't just made a move, I'm afraid you almost didn't even know how you died!"

There was a hint of blame in Xiao Zichen's words that was not obvious.
When the two retreated to the edge, Xiao Zichen protected Chu Yueying behind him, and said lightly——

"Looking at the situation here, Immortal Master Jihua has obviously prepared for Ye and Wen's rebellion long ago. You are not even an ordinary disciple of Yao Xianzong's outer sect, and you still insist on participating in this matter."

"Hmph, do you want to take care of it?"

Chu Yueying snorted lightly, it seemed that since Xiao Zichen made up that "fiancé" lie, her impression of him has become worse and worse, and she couldn't directly expose his lie in a short period of time, which is really a headache .

Even though Xiao Zichen saved Chu Yueying from danger several times like Xie Fuyi, she still couldn't respect and worship him like Xie Fuyi. Perhaps this is due to the different personalities of each person.

Chu Yueying also understood this in her heart, and couldn't help but soften her words later, saying——

".I didn't. I asked you, Mr. Xiao, to come with me."

"Don't dare to be the word 'son'."

The long sword in Xiao Zichen's hand was guarding against any possible dangers around him, but in a short period of time, most of the traitors did not regard these two as their targets, "...if you didn't give me the [Qian Kun Jue], my lord, How could he stalk you like this?"

"Hmph. You really have bad intentions."

Finally, Chu Yueying snorted again, ".I said it long ago, after I have learned it, I will hand it over to you. I, Chu Yueying, keep my word."

Xiao Zichen glanced at the girl behind him again, and unconsciously smiled knowingly.

But when he discovered that the girl he had worked so hard to protect was still looking worriedly at the direction above the fragments of the steps in the fairyland in the distance
Xiao Zichen followed Chu Yueying's line of sight, and standing there were none other than Jihua Xianzun Xie Fuyi and several people around him.

Thinking about it, this Chu Yueying changed her normal routine and hurriedly followed Zi Anran to ensure her safety.

For some reason, Xiao Zichen suddenly felt a kind of nameless anger with chest tightness, and he couldn't help but say——

"I hope so, a fool who would not even risk his life for the one he loves."

Hearing Xiao Zichen's pointed words, Chu Yueying was taken aback for a moment, and after a few breaths, she finally came to her senses and said strangely——

"Hey, hey, Xiao Zichen, what do you mean?!"

Although the rebel monks of the Ye and Wen sects are all veterans of many battles, if they do not have an absolutely powerful force to break the situation in one fell swoop when facing the undead [Purple Shirt Guard], they can only fight against each other. In the long protracted war, it gradually went to destruction.

Standing in Wen Mingting holding 【White Jade】, the sword was stained with blood at this moment, and his side was already surrounded by Zi Anran, Xiao Zichen and many other strong men. ,

Even Liu Dazhuang, the deputy venerable of the Discipline Academy, who has always been known for killing, was covered in wounds after a bloody battle.

As for the rest of the rebel backbone, the situation will only be worse
The balance of victory in the melee has gradually tilted towards Xie Fuyi's side.

"Senior brother Wen, let's capture him without a fight."

Zi Anran, who intentionally hid behind several purple-shirted guards, had a wicked and beautiful smile on her face at the moment, "...if you look back now, it's still not too late."

"Hehehe"

Although Wen Mingting seems to be in a predicament surrounded by siege, he has a tall and straight figure, only the sword is stained with enemy blood, and his white clothes look elegant and sharp, "Sister Zi, if I am a covetous person who fears death, why bother?" Wade in this muddy water?"

Wen Mingting retorted lightly.
Zi Anran's face darkened slightly.

But in fact, to be honest, she prefers this answer—if Wen Mingting, Ye Hanchen, Zhu Gongqi and others who knew about this matter, all survived this rebellion, then how can she still be in front of the master? What about round lies?

Thinking of this, Zi Anran's gesture changed slightly.
The Zishanwei monster clan gathered here began to step forward holding the flame sword, fearless of life and death.

just suddenly
Accompanied by a loud bang, the water in Yaochi burst open, and the water column rose to a height of several feet. The huge Taoist explosion made the water mist splash!
Looking at the bursting water column, Wen Mingting did not hide the "disappointment" on his face that seemed to be deliberately pretended, and said with ulterior motives——

"It seems that I underestimated the difficulty of Zhu Shidi's method of using poison and medicine."

Wen Mingting's soliloquy stunned the surrounding people.

It was Xie Fuyi, who was on the steps of the Yaochi, who was the first to notice the abnormality in the splashing mist——

"Water mist is poisonous!"

".Everyone use force to isolate the valve, and don't touch the water mist."

As soon as Xie Fuyi's words came out, all the monks present could not help but slightly stopped their offensive, and acted according to what Xie Fuyi said.

The monks among the rebels were also prepared to do the same, but many of them hesitated for a moment.
They looked at the leader at the center of the scene - Wen Mingting.

And Wen Mingting didn't seem to care about their life and death at all, staring at Xie Fuyi at the top with all his heart, and slowly said——

"Master, Ming Ting's poor use of this poison and medicine made you laugh."

Wen Mingting said suddenly.

And Xie Xuan'er, who was guarding beside Xie Fuyi, knew that her senior brother didn't understand toxicology, so Wei Wei stepped forward and explained to him——

"Brother, the poison in this water mist is highly toxic and quite subtle. It should be silent, colorless and odorless when used."

"...If it wasn't for the sudden explosion that forced it out, I am afraid that even the existence of the ninth-order Daoist Immortal would only be aware of it when the poison is dead."

Xie Fuyi nodded slightly when he heard the words.

It was just like in the memory of the previous life, it was really hard to detect.

And in the center of the battlefield.

Hearing that the water mist is poisonous, Zi Anran immediately took out a dark Gu bottle from his bosom, opened the Gu bottle, and a small black speck of unknown origin quickly entered his body from his wrist.

After finishing all this, Zi Anran covered her nose with one hand, tried her best not to let the mist in the surrounding air touch her, and flew to Xie Fuyi's side.

"My lord, there are poison-avoiding Gu worms here, you should get one first."