Yan Zhijing left, and Suning saw her off personally.
He was shouting that Jiang Changnian was kind to his uncle and nephew, and that every drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring. He must not be ungrateful and harm the Phoenix Realm disciples.
He speaks righteously and swears righteously, displaying the demeanor of a gentleman.
However, winking in private is as good as openly praising one's acting skills.
Yan Zhijing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she said goodbye.
She did not return to the hunting team, but directly left the Demon Buried Mountains and returned to the outside world.
Jiang Changnian's instructions and the identity of the internal agent, along with Suning's failed assassination attempt, undoubtedly exposed her completely to everyone.
If you continue to stay, not only will it not have any effect, but it will become a bargaining chip for Shangguan Qiong and others to constrain Suning.
After much thought, she decided to be a "coward" for once. Even if she became the laughing stock of the fairy world, she could not ruin her master's important affairs.
"Whether you are Suning or the reincarnated Jiang Bansheng, I hope you can get out alive."
"Because I have never seen Master care so much about someone."
"You are the first one I see, and perhaps the last one."
Whispering softly, the black robe stirs.
Yan Zhijing's figure moved forward quickly and quickly disappeared.
At the same time, outside the Demon Buried Mountain Range, above the clouds.
The overwhelming murderous intent filled the air, venting in the dense mist, rolling like a tide.
Those supreme bosses who originally regarded this hunting as a game, just to pass the time in their spare time, now flew out of the clouds one by one in frustration.
His face was ashen and his expression was gloomy. Looking at the shadow of the light curtain from a distance, he wished he could tear Suning into pieces.
"Oh, good, what a pledge to heaven, what an obsession, one step away from the inner demon."
"Using fate as a guide has forced our minds to have distracting thoughts."
"Boy, you are not risking your life to survive, you are seeking your own death."
Emperor Huoxuan roared loudly: "Although I can't do anything to you personally, it doesn't mean that there is no way to make you disappear from the fairy world."
"You're just a human body, but you haven't become a true immortal yet. What are you going to fight with me for?"
"Luo Chen can't protect you, and no one in the Eight Hundred Immortals can protect you."
He shouted in a stern voice with anger: "I wholeheartedly pursue the path of sainthood. Anyone who dares to harm my mood will be my sworn enemy."
"To the ends of the earth and to the ends of the earth, there will be no rest until death."
On the side, Emperor Yunjue, who was "sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai", held a cup in his hand, took a small sip and said, "What's the hurry? Whether that evil barrier can get out of the Demon Burial Mountains alive is a question. Are you still afraid of his whimsical plot against us?"
"If you don't trust your precious disciple Zhu Huoyan, you have to trust my disciple Shangguan Qiong."
"The two of them joining forces cannot be compared to the pig-brained Xue Rui."
"In addition, the half-year hunting period has barely passed one-third, which is more than enough time."
"Drink tea quietly and watch the show in peace. I guarantee that Suning will definitely die in the Demon Burial Mountain Range."
"As you wish, you no longer have to worry about anything."
He said the last words very softly.
The lips rise and fall, changing to a secret sound transmission.
Emperor Huoxuan's eyes flickered, and he responded with a questioning tone: "Are you sure?"
Emperor Yunjue said confidently: "After thousands of years of friendship, how many times have I deceived you?"
"Come, have some tea. The old tea tree from Yunwu Mountain has a rich heritage."
Emperor Huoxuan walked back to Yunjian, sat cross-legged and said: "I'm still worried, why don't you tell me the specific plan?"
