Qianye's face froze, and her first reaction was to pull the thin quilt aside and cover Wu Zhou tightly. Then she realized that she had pulled over the clothes beside her that had been broken by Wu Zhou. The more she thought about it, the more she thought about it.
The more wrong it is.
She could feel that there were guards guarding the outside, and she didn't feel anyone pushing the door in. It was as if someone appeared out of thin air beside the bed. And that sighing sound seemed to have seen all the ins and outs, that is to say... already
Have you been watching for a long time?
"Is it Qingshang?" Qianye couldn't help but guess.
Wu Zhou's eyes were a little dazed, and he thought for a while and said, "Probably not."
"The Demon King is special?"
"Won't."
Qianye put on clothes hastily, and looked at the dying Wu Zhou, her heart trembled, and she covered him with only a thin quilt and protected him firmly behind her.
He reached out and slowly opened the bed curtains. There was already a hazy morning light outside, and the slightly cold air rushed in, diluting the affectionate atmosphere in the bed curtains.
But in fact, he was not too close to the bed curtain. There was a man standing upright. He was still young, but his face was full of seriousness and solemnity. He was dressed in a jet black robe that fell straight to the ground. He wore a purple gold and jade crown, and his long hair was half-tied and half-bun.
waist.
If it weren't for the long hair that was as black as splashed ink and almost blended into the robe, Qianye would have thought he was seeing Pluto just because of the black color.
However, the appearance was not the same. In addition to rigor and solemnity, there was also a sense of righteousness and pride that she was very familiar with on that person's face. But this person... she didn't recognize him.
"Who are you?" Qianye no longer distinguishes whether there is murderous intent in the other person, and simply treats them all as bad guys, wolves in sheep's clothing. She will suffer a loss once.
"Yinxuan." The other party replied calmly, his voice as smooth as a Sanskrit note.
Yinxuan? Qianye turned his head and looked at Wu Zhou, but Wu Zhou just thought for a long time and slowly shook his head. Although this person gave his name when he arrived, they didn't recognize him.
"What are you doing here?" Qianye asked, with his hand behind his back, he quietly took out a dagger from his sleeve.
Yin Xuan looked at her helplessly and didn't want to get close, and continued: "Your name is Qianye, but you are actually Zuo Xinyi from the Shande family. However, the Jujiu sect actually has disciples like you, even his own
Even Master can’t fully recognize it, so I don’t know whether it’s a blessing or a misfortune.”
Master Qianye was stunned. In fact, she was a good student, but she was also a bad student who was partial to subjects.
She learned spell formations with great enthusiasm, but she only had time to do some reading on the history of the sect.
After all, even if she knew the names of those masters who had ascended to heaven or died, the chances of being able to protect her were very slim. If she had time to be renamed, it would be better to learn more spells.
Suddenly, a fluffy tail was placed in the palm of her hand, which made her feel itchy. In fact, she liked Wu Zhou's tail very much, but she knew that if possible, Wu Zhou would rather hand it to her with his hand.
At this time, Yin Xuan also raised his feet and walked towards them, his steps were steady but as if he were walking on the clouds. Taking a few steps closer, Qianye could see the immortal energy that he had deliberately suppressed.
He is really an immortal, and his immortal status should not be low. Over the years of the Jujiu Sect, there are only a handful of people who can achieve the goal of becoming an immortal. If he is an immortal, then he is...
"You are... there is only one person in the Jujiu sect who has been promoted to the level of Immortal. You are the one... who can be regarded as my... ancestor... master?"
Yin Xuan then nodded with some satisfaction, "Fortunately, I haven't deceived my master and destroyed my ancestors to the point where I want to clean up the family."