Feng Ruge picked up the teapot and filled Ling Xiao with tea, "If you were a demon, wouldn't this world become a world of demons? As for me...if I could kill the two young masters quietly, I wouldn't be here.
This seventh peak will become an unknown disciple."
"Ru Ge's current cultivation level should be at the third level of Shenhou, right? Moreover, he is the most poisonous person in the world."
The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth raised a hint of amusement, and Feng Ruge's hand holding the pot trembled slightly for a moment.
At this time, she seemed to be hesitant. Should she plot against this holy son of the Holy Religion?
Why did she always feel like she was being seen through in front of him?
and!
The temperament of this Holy Son is really hard to figure out.
With the people Feng Ruge had met in the past, she could roughly guess their temperament and way of doing things after just a few encounters with them.
But the Ling Xiao in front of her really confused her.
Sometimes, he is the light of righteousness who carries morality, protects the common people, and slays demons.
But sometimes... his words and deeds are deviant, decisive and moody.
For the first time, Feng Ruge felt sincerely curious and...afraid of a peer.
"Young master, you really have a sharp eye. Yes, my cultivation level is at the third level of Shenhou, but where can I start talking about extreme poison?"
Feng Ruge put down the teapot, her dark eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she looked at Ling Xiao curiously, "Why does the young master know everything? It's so scary."
"My holy religion has a technique of looking at the Qi, which can measure people's cultivation. As for the most poisonous thing, haha, the most poisonous thing in the world is beauty. With such a beautiful appearance, it is not too much to say that you are the most poisonous person, right?"
Ling Xiao smiled calmly and his eyes were gentle, instantly dispelling Feng Ruge's doubts.
"Hehehe, the young master is really... very good at flirting. So, what do you think is a devil?"
"Demons do whatever they want and do whatever they want. They have a clear distinction between love and hate. They dare to be obsessed with their hearts and become enemies of the world."
"Um?"
Hearing this, Feng Ruge's eyes narrowed slightly, and her face became more confused.
Why does it sound like the Holy Son of the Holy Cult doesn't hate the devil...?
Instead, do you feel some appreciation?
"If that's the case, why do you want to kill the devil?"
"The demons I kill are evil demons who bring harm to the world, not...monsters."
Ling Xiao glanced at Feng Ruge meaningfully, stood up and walked towards the outside of the courtyard, "There are only two days left before the battle for Tianchi, Ruge, I hope you won't disappoint me."
"Son..."
Feng Ruge frowned slightly, don't let him down?
So what is he looking forward to?
On the top of Xianxuan Mountain, Feng Yuanyang stood with his hands behind his back.
Behind him, Qin Chu looked at the great elder of the Immortal Sect with some confusion.
"I wonder why the elder asked me to come here?"
To be honest, these three days were equally painful for Qin Chu.
The entire Xianxuan Sect is talking about demons.
It's as if all evil things in this world are caused by demons.
As a disciple of the Six Demons, he was naturally angry.
After all, it was not him who did the matter. Even if there are other demons hidden in the Immortal Xuan Sect, they should not humiliate all the demons in the world by generalizing.
Of course, although Qin Chu is simple-minded, he is not stupid.
At this juncture, if he exposes his demon body, he may not have any chance to explain, and he will be killed by these righteous people with swords.
And if he wants to become a demon, what he has to do is practice hard, stand tall in the sky, act chivalrously, and protect the common people!
I, Qin Chu, must be a good devil respected by the world in this life!!
"What happened?"
Feng Yuanyang's eyes flashed with murderous intent. What does he want from you? Don't you have some A in your heart?
Others don’t know your identity, but I do.
You're acting like a fool with me!
If your six masters had not saved my life, why do you think you are still alive?
No matter what grudge Qin Chu had with the eight young masters, his killing methods were too bloody and cruel.
What Feng Yuanyang admired was the devil's freedom and ease, but he really didn't expect that the disciples of the Six Devils were such cruel and ruthless people.
Demon, swordsmanship, kills his peers with ease.
It seems that among the prodigies and monsters who are climbing up the mountain now, the only ones who meet this requirement are Qin Chu and Ling Xiao.
But the latter is the Holy Son of the Holy Cult, and he wants to kill someone, so how can he cover it up like this?
Therefore, in Feng Yuanyang's view, the murderous demon is Qin Chu in front of him!!
What? You said it wasn’t you?
Then why was it that before you came, Xianxuanzong was safe and sound?
As soon as you came, there were traces of magic in Xianxuanzong?
If it’s not you, could it be the Holy Son of Lingxiao?
"Stop it, before I miss my old relationship."
Feng Yuanyang sighed softly, his eyes showing some inexplicable changes.
Sure enough, time is the most mysterious thing in the world.
It can help people see people's hearts clearly, and it can also...change their original intentions.
"Senior, what do you mean? Junior can't understand."
Qin Chu frowned and looked at the great elder of the Immortal Sect in front of him with some confusion.
Why is this old man so weird?
"I don't care what enmity you have with the Young Master of the Eight Divisions, and I don't know why you were born this time. If you dare to kill anyone in Xianxuan Sect again, I will kill you with my own hands."
Feng Yuanyang turned around and headed down the mountain, leaving Qin Chu alone standing messy in the wind.
I...Gan?
I didn't kill anyone!
Why does this old man think that I killed someone?
Missing old love?
Is it possible that he knows the masters?
In front of Gu Lin, Ling Xiao hid his figure and looked coldly at the young man in the distance.
He had already deployed methods on Qin Chu before, and his original intention was to find the place where the six demons lived in seclusion.
But just now, he noticed that Qin Chu came to the top of the mountain late at night, and thought something must have happened.
After all, now that the demons of Xianxuanzong are everywhere, at this time, all the geniuses of Southern Xinjiang are hiding in the palace to prevent unexpected events.
He just didn't expect that the great elder of the Immortal Sect would put the blame on Qin Chu so easily.
Moreover, from his words, Ling Xiao could tell that this person must be an acquaintance of the Six Demons.
Wonderful.
Qin Chu, it seems that it will be difficult for you not to bear this responsibility.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
In the past two days, evildoers from southern Xinjiang came to Xianxuan Sect one after another.
Strange beasts from the fairy tower descend from the sky, carrying endless aura.
The battle for Tianchi is the most important event in southern Xinjiang.
It is said that Tianchi is the place where the spiritual veins of Southern Xinjiang are connected.
The spiritual liquid in the pool is filled once every hundred years, so this Tianchi is created once every hundred years.
The last time Tianchi appeared, there were nine geniuses from the sea race, and one genius from the human race entered it to temper their physique and absorb spiritual energy.
In the end, all ten people achieved a breakthrough in cultivation, shocking the whole world.
At night, the moon is as cool as water.
Endless moonlight falls from the sky, making the ancient forests in the mountains look like monsters, ferocious and squirming, looking extremely terrifying.
But at this time, the Lingxiao dormitory hall was brightly lit, with pedestrians flowing in, and it looked like a lively scene.
The arrival of the Holy Son of the Holy Cult to Southern Xinjiang is a great honor for the Eight Tribes and the Prodigies of Southern Xinjiang.
Tomorrow morning, there will be a battle for Tianchi. As the Holy Son, I should give a speech to inspire people and set an example.
To win people's hearts, Game of Thrones.
At this moment, above the main hall, Ling Xiao was seen reclining on a golden chair with a gentle look on his face.
Beside him, Han Qingqiu and Huahua were holding wine and holding spiritual fruits, handing them to Ling Xiao's mouth one by one.
Seeing this scene, countless Southern Xinjiang geniuses had a look of envy in their eyes.
What is a winner in life?!
With power in hand and beauty by his side, he is invincible and yet... has an unparalleled appearance!
Gan!
Holy Son Lingxiao, I would like to call you... the most cunning person in the world!