"Damn it! Damn it! This white-eyed wolf! I have raised him for so many years, even a dog should know how to be sincerely grateful! He actually eats him inside and out! He even brought Bai Yichen into it!"
At the Xuantian Sect's main altar, the leader of the Xuantian Sect, who had always shown no emotion or anger in front of his servants, was uncharacteristically furious today. The vase half a man tall next to him turned into powder under his furious palm.
He asked the few guardians below to take orders, and everyone was frightened.
After the news of Li Yan's betrayal came, Master Xuantian never had a good mood again. On the one hand, this person was one of the first subordinates to follow him. He was entrusted with important tasks. He had no good food, good drinks, gold, silver or treasure.
Too short.
But even such a loyal minister actually chose to betray, and instead of simply getting tired of fighting and planning to retire, he jumped directly to Jin Yiwei's camp and stabbed him in turn.
The betrayal of his old subordinates was the reason why Master Xuantian lost his composure, but this proportion was actually not large, accounting for at most 50%. The other 50% came from the person standing in front of him at this moment.
This man was wearing a set of loose gray clothes. He was extremely short in stature and looked as strange as a mountain monkey. One hand was hidden in his sleeve, and the other hand held a funeral flag. The fluttering white cloth made people shudder. He even spoke of an unmasculine expression.
The unfeminine and thin voice makes people feel very unhappy.
"Cult Master, my master said that if you can't manage your subordinates well, you can ask my master to help you. Li Yan has a high position and knows countless secrets of the Xuantian Sect. Once this person successfully defectes, he will have some influence on our sect.
How big of an impact it has, I don’t need to say more.”
This monkey-like weirdo said this, his tone seemed to be mocking and provocative, causing several Xuantian Sect protectors present to glare at him immediately.
Leader Xuantian clenched his fists tightly under his sleeves. He stared at the person in front of him gloomily and said indifferently: "Go back and tell her that what happened to Li Yan will never happen again."
"If this is the case, then my master can rest at ease. The leader will stay and the old slave will take his leave." After the weirdo finished speaking with a half-smile, he held up the white streamer and left.
After he left the main hall, Xuantianjiao suddenly cursed angrily, and the black robe on his body moved without any wind, and his true energy turned into a terrifying pressure and fell in the main hall. Everyone felt their shoulders sink suddenly, and they even raised their heads.
All very reluctantly.
Among the crowd, Protector Sheep endured his discomfort and stepped forward to persuade: "Your Highness, there is no need to be angry. People in this palace are used to taking advantage of their power. Your Highness must not wait for this to make others angry. If this causes the Crown Princess to be injured,
Face, then the gain outweighs the loss."
The meaning of the Sheep Protector is very clear. It has always been this way for geldings in the palace to be promoted and suppressed. But after all, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. Even if the gelding is not a thing, it is also the messenger of the Crown Princess. If they beat it,
I'm afraid it will make that person feel uncomfortable.
"snort!"
Leader Xuantian snorted, waved his hand to disperse the irritable Qi, and said coldly: "If it weren't for her sake, I would have killed him when that bitch opened his mouth just now."
"His Highness has a broad chest, and I admire him." Protector Sheep breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said something nice. He knew very well what kind of character his Highness was.
Just when Master Xuantian's anger subsided, another person stood up and said: "Master, according to the report of our spies, Li Yan did not die in the hands of Zhengdao, and he did not take the initiative to contact us at this time. What should we do?
Is that good?"
Protector Sheep turned around and glared at the dumbfounded Qing, who didn't know how to look at his eyes. Master Xuantian's face, which had softened slightly, immediately darkened again.
He stared at the person who was speaking. His spine felt cold and he immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at him.
"Li Yan..."
Leader Xuantian put the name in his mouth and chewed it for a moment, then ordered: "Instruct Wei Tao to bring Li Yan's head to see me."
"I obey my orders." Upon hearing this name, Protector Sheep did not dare to be negligent, and hurriedly responded and stepped back to deliver the order.
The upper-level configuration of Xuantian Sect is not unfamiliar to Jianghu. The two guardian kings hold up the facade and are responsible for intimidating the four parties. The fourteen guardians are responsible for the daily operation of each department and branch altar.
However, between the Dharma King and the Dharma Protector, there are three special positions, known as the Three Demonic Generals.
These three people are not responsible for the daily operations of the Xuantian Sect, and they rarely take action during battles between good and evil. Regarding the understanding of these three people, most people in the sect believe that they are the personal bodyguards of the Xuantian Sect.
However, as a close confidant of the leader, Protector Sheep knew very well that these three people had not spent as much time in the cult as the guardians who walked around the world every day. Of course, they would not be the leader's personal bodyguards.
These three people, like Protector Sheep, initially followed His Highness north to join the Xuantian Sect. The reason why they did not appear in front of others was simply because they had to take charge of more important work and did not have extra time to fight and kill in the arena.
In fact, the purpose of picking these three people out and classifying them separately is to intimidate the righteous sects and use these unknown masters to make them more fearful of the Xuantian Sect.
And Wei Tao, whom Xuantian leader just mentioned, is one of the three demon generals. Obviously, the leader was extremely angry at Li Yan's betrayal. He made an exception and asked Wei Tao, one of the three demon generals, to come forward as quickly as possible.
Take down the traitor.
...
When the Xuantian Sect was hunting Li Yan, what they didn't expect was that the other party had already gotten wind of it in advance.
For many years, Li Yan has been responsible for the intelligence work of the Xuantian Sect, and he has many diehard loyalists under his command. When the Xuantian Sect started to make moves, he received the news.
No matter how mysterious and powerful the Three Demon Generals are, there will always be people and things that cannot be avoided when investigating one's own people. These are all important factors that allow Li Yan to get the news in advance.
Now Li Yan is about to be cornered. The Xuantian Sect can react so quickly and want his head so decisively. They must have obtained some decisive evidence.
He does things on his own and has a good reputation. Since it is not him who is the problem, it is obviously the mastermind of Jin Yiwei.
In fact, he had already anticipated this situation. It was expected that Jin Yiwei would fall out, but what he didn't expect was that Jin Yiwei would fall out so quickly, without giving him enough time to prepare.
But now he was unable to advance or retreat, and was stuck at both ends. As a last resort, he had no choice but to take out his last trump card in advance.
"Senior, I have found the girl and adopted her as my adopted daughter according to your instructions. I have cared for her very much over the years. Now that I have fallen to this point, it is time to use her. Please teach me, senior, what should I do?
How to save yourself.”
In an old Taoist temple, Li Yan knelt on the ground. The old man with gray beard and white hair in front of him slowly opened his eyes after listening to his appeal.
Under the gaze of those eyes, Li Yancheng lowered his head in fear, showing unprecedented respect.
The old man sat cross-legged on the futon, holding a fly whisk in his hand. His lowered gaze was as high as the sky and as vast as the ocean. Between light and darkness, it seemed like the intersection of dawn and dusk. It was a kind of world beyond the ordinary.
It's so detached and ethereal that people can't believe that these characters are actually living in troubled times.