The host is dedicated to her career

Chapter 62

Shen Changming could clearly feel the blood-red eyes and the devil energy slowly flowing in Nan Tian's body.

Sure enough, he was possessed.

This is how the cabbage that has been raised for 500 years is offered.

Shen Changming was a little delicate in her heart, she bent down to help him up: "What are you doing kneeling? Go change your clothes."

"Isn't Master not angry?" Nan Tian looked at the woman opposite in surprise. No one knows how much righteous cultivators can't tolerate demon cultivators better than him, who personally killed Demon Venerable. "This disciple is now a demon cultivator." .”

"Why be angry? How about spiritual cultivation? How about demonic cultivation? Both are cultivators, as long as you are dedicated to righteousness, you are still my disciple."

Shen Changming, an extreme observer of right and wrong in the cultivation world, felt a little helpless.

"Change into your clothes and have a good rest, and Zodiac will teach you new exercises in a few days." You have already become a demon, and you will definitely not be able to use the old mental methods.

"Thank you, Master!" Taking a deep look at the woman in front of him, Nan Tian solemnly bowed his hands and saluted, "That disciple will leave first."

It's a pity that he had never met Shen Fu in his previous life, and he didn't know that he had such a transparent master. If he could also be in the eyes of the master in his previous life, how could those trembling days exist.

Seeing Nantian return to the wrong point, Shen Changming looked away, and when the breeze blew his throat felt itchy, he couldn't help covering his mouth and coughing.

The power of the law is really domineering, and it made her so weak. If he can take out a magic weapon to suppress her, that kid probably has a lot of good things in him.

A gleam of light flashed across Shen Changming's eyes.

"Benefactor, you are injured, let's go back to the house." Looking at the coughing man, Lin tightened his arms around Shen Changming's shoulders.

After waving his hand, Shen Changming turned his head and glanced at the man beside him: "I'm going down the mountain to have a look."

Her body won't be able to recover for a while now, but she still remembers something wrong with Qing Yanzong when she brought Lin back last time, and she should deal with it now.

Knowing Shen Changming's temperament, Lin didn't persuade him much. He stuffed the oil-paper umbrella into Shen Changming's hand and turned back to the hall: "Benefactor, wait for me."

After a while, Lin came out with a big cloak. He put it on Shen Changming seriously and took the oil-paper umbrella again: "I will go with my benefactor."

Silently watching the man's series of behaviors, Shen Changming remained silent, but nodded after the man took the oiled paper umbrella.

Lin Yan, who was trapped in a sea of ​​consciousness, has lived for tens of thousands of years. He is very sure that his living soul must have fallen in love with this woman, but what is interesting is that the woman did everything to save her soul.

But, look, those cold eyes, don't say they have any liking for living souls, maybe they don't even have the liking that ordinary people should have.

A hypocritical woman who doesn't know what she wants from a living soul?
Ridiculous and ridiculous, even with a touch of life, I hope to like others.

Lin Yan, who saw everything in his eyes, was very gloating.

Going down from Changming Mountain, it was deserted all the way, not even a shadow of half of the disciples could be seen.

Occasionally, I saw some disciples' courtyards were also dilapidated and dilapidated, and the buildings were empty.

"What happened to the Qingyan Sect these few days?" Shen Changming asked, stopping at the bamboo forest and looking at the scattered items in the yard.

The raindrops hit the oil-paper umbrella and then fell down the umbrella.

"The elders and even the suzerain of the Qingyan Sect have all left for some reason, and many disciples have also left. Now there are less than 2000 people in the Qingyan Sect."

all gone?
Nan Tian's blood-red eyes flashed across Shen Changming's mind, and he said in a deep voice: "Call the rest of the people together, since they have all run away, Qing Yanzong can't be left alone."

"Senpai, what are you going to do?"

"Be the master of Qingyan Sect." She said before that it is the best step to deal with the Demon Lord Qingyan Sect.

But before that, she had to kill the outsider first, and Shen Changming believed that the outsider would not give up easily.

"Shall I help the benefactor gather them?"

"No need." As Shen Changming said, he raised his hand and waved lightly in the air, and pieces of letter paper floated in the air and flew in all directions.

"Let's go, let's go to the conference hall and wait."

"Okay." Lin nodded, thinking that there was still an hour's journey from here to the meeting hall, and asked with concern, "Benefactor, how about I carry you?"

Shen Changming withdrew her outstretched right foot suddenly, she tilted her head and looked coldly at the stupid man: "Are you looking down on me?"

After the words fell, the mountains in the distance behind Shen Changming collapsed.

"Don't worry, the deity is not that weak."

Lin: "..." I feel...the benefactor is a little cute...

(End of this chapter)