At this time, Zheng Xuan shouted, hesitating to speak: "Master Xiao..."
Xiao Chen glanced at her and said calmly: "Your mission is completed. I will pay you when I finish handling this matter!"
"That's not what I mean, I mean... can you show mercy to Xinyue? She is just being used."
In fact, Zheng Xuan still didn't understand what was going on, but she vaguely guessed that it was not that simple.
It can be seen from Sun Xinyue's words and expressions that her master Ma Yi must be an extremely powerful character.
But Xiao Chen also has absolute confidence, otherwise he would not take the initiative to find Sun Xinyue's master.
If the two fight, Sun Xinyue will definitely be implicated.
"I can only say that I will try my best, but there is no guarantee. It depends on the situation. If a person is sincerely seeking death, no one can stop him!"
Xiao Chen left a message and left with Xiao Yingxue.
Zheng Xuan was in a bad mood and pushed Zhou Sheng away.
After thinking about it, she picked up her cell phone and called her father, Zheng An.
…
The bright moon is in the sky.
On the outskirts of Johor Bahru City, on a mountain far away from human traces, there is an ordinary old-style house.
In the courtyard, a black-faced Taoist priest in his thirties and a young Taoist priest were meditating with their eyes closed, absorbing the essence of the moon under the night sky.
But the young man in Taoist uniform was obviously a little distracted. From time to time he squinted his eyes and peeked at the black-faced Taoist priest, as if he wanted to sneak away while the black-faced Taoist priest was not paying attention.
"Fan Yu, what do you want to do?"
The black-faced Taoist priest stopped practicing, opened his eyes, and stared at the young man with an indifferent expression.
"Master, that..." Fan Yu stopped talking.
"Do you want to see your junior sister?"
"Today is junior sister's birthday!"
"So what?" the black-faced Taoist priest said coldly, "You won't forget the meaning of her existence, right?"
Fan Yu was slightly startled and said hesitantly: "Master, do we really want to do that to our junior sister? Is it too cruel?"
"Cruel?" the black-faced Taoist priest sneered, "The cultivation methods I teach you are not comparable to ordinary martial arts. You have to compete with people, the earth, and the sky. If you are bound by mere secular moral rules, you will never be able to
Nothing good will come of it."
Hearing this, Fan Yu took a breath and asked: "Master, can we really live forever if we practice to the end?"
"Of course, but in today's world, cultivation resources are too scarce, so we must take some extreme measures to improve our cultivation. Your junior sister has a special physique and is an excellent candidate for the furnace."
"Then...junior sister becomes a furnace, will she die after being harvested by us?"
"It depends on the situation, but even if she doesn't die, if the essence growing in her body is taken by us, she will become less human and less like a ghost. Will you still like her then?" the black-faced Taoist priest sneered.
Fan Yu subconsciously made up the picture in his mind and couldn't help but shudder.
He does like Sun Xinyue a little bit, but if Sun Xinyue loses her beauty and is picked up by the master, then why is she here?
"Master, those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters, I understand!" Fan Yu seemed to have made up his mind.
"As long as you know!"
The underworld Taoist priest smiled happily.
But soon, he frowned again.
"What's wrong, Master?" Fan Yu was confused.
"Your junior sister is back!" the black-faced Taoist priest said solemnly.
"Junior sister? How is that possible? Isn't she holding a celebration party with her friends?"
"It's not just your junior sister, there are two outsiders." The black-faced Taoist priest sneered, "It seems that they have held your junior sister hostage."
"What?" Fan Yu asked in shock, "What should I do?"
"Why are you panicking? They're just two clowns!" the black-faced young man said disdainfully.
"That's right, with Master here, whoever comes will never come back!"
Fan Yu secretly said that his mentality was still too bad and he couldn't calm down when things happened.
"You are really confident, aren't you?"
With a sneer, Xiao Chen, Xiao Yingxue and Sun Xinyue entered the house.
"Master and brother!" Sun Xinyue hurriedly ran to the black-faced Taoist priest and Fan Yu and said with tears in her eyes, "I was bullied, and you have to avenge me."
"Don't be afraid Xinyue, senior brother is here!" Fan Yu comforted.
The black-faced Taoist priest glanced at Sun Xinyue, then his eyes fell on Xiao Chen and Xiao Yingxue, and asked coldly: "May I ask why you held my disciple hostage?"
"Disciple?" Xiao Chen sneered, "Isn't it a furnace?"
When the black-faced Taoist priest heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he was even more horrified in his heart.
He originally thought that Xiao Chen was just a powerful warrior, so he could coerce Sun Xinyue, but now it seems that is not the case.
How could a warrior understand the meaning of the word furnace?
"Master, he is talking nonsense, right? There is no cauldron at all, right?" Sun Xinyue looked at the black-faced Taoist priest with a hint of hope.
The black-faced Taoist priest smiled at her and said, "Of course he is talking nonsense. Don't you still know how Master and Senior Brother treat you?"
"That's right, Xinyue, do you believe in an outsider and not us?" Fan Yu also said.
"Well, I believe in master and senior brother!" Sun Xinyue nodded seriously.
When Xiao Chen saw this, he shook his head and sighed: "It's in vain that Zheng Xuan spoke for you before leaving!"
Sun Xinyue was indeed deceived by Fan Yu and the two, but now that she has been told the truth, she is still stubborn. No one can blame her.
"Master, kill him quickly!" Sun Xinyue couldn't listen at all and was filled with hatred for Xiao Chen.
"You guys stand back first!"
The black-faced Taoist waved his hand and told Fan Yu and Sun Xinyue to step back and face Xiao Chen alone.
"You plan to deal with me alone, are you sure?" Xiao Chen sneered.
The black-faced Taoist priest pondered for a moment and said: "Friend, in fact, we have no enmity or enmity, and we do not necessarily have to face each other in life or death!"
"That's fine, as long as you give me that parchment scroll and then give up your cultivation, I will spare your life." Xiao Chen said calmly.
"Parchment?" The black-faced Taoist priest's expression suddenly changed and he asked, "Who are you?"
"About fifty years ago, you killed an old man who made a living by robbing tombs in the devil's capital, and robbed a parchment in his hand. You won't forget this, right?" Xiao Chen stared at the black man with cold eyes.
Taoist face.
"What nonsense are you talking about? My master is only in his thirties this year, what about fifty years ago?"
Fan Yu couldn't help but cursed, thinking that Xiao Chen's brain must be burned out, this is a fantasy.
"Are you sure your master is only thirty years old?" Xiao Chen glanced at Fan Yu and said calmly, "Didn't your master tell you that he once practiced in Ziyun Temple, his Taoist name was Xuan Xuzi, and his original name was Ma Zhenghua?"
Fan Yu said coldly: "I know all this, Master told me!"
"Really?" Xiao Chen said with an inexplicable smile, "Then did he tell you that he also has a Taoist nickname called Yunzhen?"
"Yun Zhen?" Fan Yu was slightly startled.
"Yun Zhen is my great uncle, don't confuse the public with your lies!"
The black-faced Taoist priest was faintly angry, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
No matter who Xiao Chen is, if he knows his secret, it is impossible to let him leave alive today.