Yu Yi frowned slightly and shook his head slightly, "Zhimeng, tell me."
"Master! I..."
"Elder Yu, it's me...it's me who makes Zhimeng..."
"shut up!!"
Yu Yi's expression suddenly turned ferocious, and he turned to glare at Xia Zhimeng.
Today, if the demon had not appeared at the right time, he would probably have perished at the foot of Tao Mountain.
Of course, what he really cared about was not his death, but... Xia Zhimeng's actions.
He did not allow his little disciple to go astray and fall into the devil's path, otherwise...even if he died, he would not have the face to face her father!
When he thought of the handsome young man in white clothes with a gentle temperament in his mind, the anger on Yu Yi's face softened unconsciously.
"Zhi Meng, young people all make mistakes. Tell Master what happened, maybe everything can turn around."
However, just when she really didn't know how to speak, she saw a wisp of black light suddenly blooming in the void.
Immediately afterwards, a figure wearing a black robe and a face covered with fairy clouds descended from the sky, emerging from the dust free and easy.
Under his feet, there seemed to be winding thunder and surging divine brilliance.
Although none of the three people felt the aura of this person at this time, they... felt inexplicably depressed.
It seems to suppress heaven and earth and deter the world!
"Who are you?"
Yu Yi's body tensed up instantly, protecting Xia Zhimeng and Yang Yuan behind him.
It was obvious that this person was coming for them.
Could it be that he was left with a mark when he fought against the Master of Daotian Palace just now?
Just looking at his attire, he doesn't look like someone from Daotian Academy.
"Elder Yu, please take a step to speak."
Ling Xiao lowered his head and glanced at Xia Zhimeng, which instantly made the latter's delicate body tremble slightly, and a flash of surprise flashed across his beautiful eyes.
It’s the young master!!
"good."
Yu Yi frowned slightly, and saw the flash of surprise on Xia Zhimeng's face, and there was murderous intent in the depths of his eyes.
No matter who the person is, if he is the one who deceived Xia Zhimeng, even if his body and soul are destroyed today, Yu Yi will definitely make him pay the price he deserves.
"You two, go to the ancient forest and wait for me."
Yu Yi turned around and took a deep look at Yang Yuan and Yang Yuan. Only when they were far away did he look at Ling Xiao and said, "Tell me, who are you."
"Elder Yu."
Ling Xiao nodded lightly. He had already seen Yu Yi's loyalty and uprightness just now at the foot of Dao Mountain.
Moreover, based on the thoughts of this Heavenly Supreme Being, he might have already guessed that Xia Zhimeng and the others might have been framed.
As for his identity, Ling Xiao had some guesses from the beginning.
Xia Chen’s loyal servant, or...master.
But no matter what, a powerful man like him who has experienced ups and downs and is now living in seclusion will never compromise easily.
Even if Ling Xiao sacrificed Ye Zu's corpse puppet, he might not be able to truly tame this old man with a straight spine.
Yu Yi, as his name suggests, is admirable.
Inexplicably, Ling Xiao remembered those old troops who had followed the Demon to conquer the Nine Heavens.
Four statues, five emperors, seven kings, and nine generals.
Nowadays, all the demon generals and demon kings that Ling Xiao has encountered are still loyal and single-minded.
However, time has passed, and in these long hundreds of thousands of years, no one can guarantee that all of these followers have remained loyal.
What's more, as the seal of the Demonic Blade of Samsara was broken, Ling Xiao was able to see many scenes from when the demon fought against the four gods.
With the demon's fighting power, he shouldn't have fallen so easily.
In other words, since someone can kill it, how can it be possible for it to be reborn without any backup plan?
Therefore, it's not that Ling Xiao doesn't believe in all sentient beings in this world, it's actually that sometimes...the people who play chess in the world are too hidden and their methods are too clever.
All things in heaven and earth continue to live and breathe.
Only by escaping reincarnation and controlling the way of heaven can we be qualified to compete with others.
"Since you don't want to reveal your identity, tell me, what do you want from me?"
Yu Yi's eyes were cold and his expression was quite guarded.
At this time, he could feel that the young man in front of him was not too old.
And since he has the courage to track himself, he must be confident.
"It's not that I don't want to reveal my identity, I'm just not sure whether the elder is still loyal and loyal now."
Ling Xiao smiled calmly, and a gleam of darkness suddenly flashed in his eyes, "Xia Zhimeng, he should be... the descendant of Xia Chen, the God of Death."
"you!!!"
In an instant, Yu Yi's expression suddenly changed and his eyes trembled slightly. He was obviously frightened by Ling Xiao's words, "Who are you?! Who sent you here!!"
Today's Killing Temple, although hidden from the world, still controls the true darkness of Qingcang.
The reason why Yu Yi hid in the Void Dao Sect was to avoid being tracked by the strong men in the Killing Temple, to protect Xia Zhimeng, and to wait for the opportunity to reveal the truth about what happened three hundred years ago.
But now it seems that even if he remains anonymous, he is still exposed.
"Elder Yu, there is no need to be so panicked. If I wanted to harm Zhimeng, maybe you wouldn't be able to see her."
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, and the glow on his face disappeared, revealing his unparalleled and flawless handsome face.
"You...you are..."
"I am Ling Xiao, the young master of the Ling clan. I was entrusted by my friends to avenge a blood feud."
"Young Master of the Ling Clan!!!"
Yu Yi's expression changed again, and now he finally understood why the young man in front of him could put so much pressure on him at such a young age.
It turned out that he was the young master of the Ling clan, Ling Xiao, who went to the realm of nothingness that day to fight against the demon with his own strength!!!
But, what happened to the friend he mentioned?
Is it possible...impossible!!
When Xia Chen's body and soul were destroyed, he saw it with his own eyes.
What the hell is going on?!
"What is going on? You...the friend you are talking about is..."
"Elder Yu Yi, I have to say something up front. This matter is of great importance. Even the Ling Clan will have a headache with the power of killing the temple. And once you expose my secret, I am afraid that I will face...
There will be endless assassinations."
Ling Xiao sighed and said in an extremely solemn tone, "So... to be on the safe side, if you want to know the truth of the matter, you must dedicate your soul and become my slave afterwards, otherwise..."
"you mean…"
Yu Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pondered for a long time before nodding.
He could understand Ling Xiao's concerns. As the latter said, although the Temple of Killing was not ranked among the top, even those top clan forces in Qingcang would never dare to provoke him easily.
After all, most of the powerful men in this palace are shadows hidden in the world, and their methods are extremely sinister.
Even though there are many strong men from the Ling Clan, as long as they have a chance to catch them, it is impossible for a single young master of the Ling Clan to escape assassination.
Over the years, he has been living an ignoble existence, not because he is afraid of death, but because he really wants to clear up the injustice for Xia Chen and take back this power from Qingyang!!
However, he alone has no chance at all, just hitting an egg against a stone.
Therefore, just now under the Dao Mountain, Yu Yi believed that he would die and did not tell Xia Zhimeng her true identity.
After all, sometimes, hatred can only bring endless disasters.
However, now Ling Xiao's appearance gave Yu Yi a glimmer of hope.
If the young master of the Ling clan is really willing to help Xia Zhimeng return to the Killing Temple, let alone asking him to sacrifice his soul, what's the point of fearing even if he sacrifices his life?