Forced to cultivate immortality, I just want to get married

Turning around, he tried his best to keep Shui Miaomiao away from these people and turned his back to everyone. Mu Cang raised his eyes in annoyance and replied in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

Several people looked at each other, and among them, the masked one who had not gone to Jun Weapon Master to ask for the talisman seal but was the least injured said, "Since you are An Jue Lao's disciple, you should know how to get out of here."

Judging from the voice, he was also the one who presided over the overall situation and said, "An Jue Lao's disciple must not die in front of our eyes."

Mu Cang was stunned. The hand caressing Shui Miaomiao's back hovered. Is Mr. An Jue a god-like existence in the heart of the demon cultivator? He's not even here, so how can he put his hopes on himself?
Not wanting to get entangled, Mu Cang dug into his pocket and said impatiently, "I'll give you the sign. You can contact him yourself. But to be honest, I haven't been able to contact him even once. If you expect him to break the formation, you might as well unite yourself. Any There must be a weakness in the place, it’s nothing more than not strong enough to break through the thing that won’t let us leave.”

"Don't get me wrong." The masked man waved his hands and rejected the token thrown by Mu Cang, with a humble voice, "How dare we, the unknown people, hope that An Jue Lao will save us? What's more, we are afraid of waiting for An Jue Lao to come all the way. It’s turned into bones.”

What does that mean? Mu Cang carefully looked at the speaker and saw that he did not seem to have collapsed or even lost his mind. He secretly gathered strength in his palms and became vigilant.

The masked man smiled softly and saluted again, "Old An Jue once said that if there is a disaster here, only his disciples can solve it."

"What!" Mu Cang suddenly turned pale, not so much that he doubted the authenticity of what he said, but because he thought that the old guy had tricked him again! So the drunken nonsense they said just now was referring to this, but at that time, Duo Yuxian, who seemed more feasible, after all, even Mu Cang could not stand alone before.

"He has many disciples."

"But you are the only one here."

Many eyes were focused on Mu Cang, and people's spines were numb.

Although only a few came forward, those who stayed still looked at Mu Cang one after another. They were drunk and talking nonsense and had not seen it with their own eyes. They didn't believe it and had no choice but to take a gamble.

Mu Cang was sweating on his forehead and his brain was running at high speed. Did he really know how to leave? How could An Jue Lao predict this? Did he say something to me? No, no, he searched his brain and couldn't find any information related to it.

"Don't waste your time on me. If I had my way, why would I stay here?" Mu Cang tried hard to look timid and said calmly, "He likes to talk nonsense when he's drunk and I haven't done anything yet. , or you miss a successful former apprentice and hate me and talk about it casually, so why not take advantage of it before it takes the initiative to find a loophole."

"Looking for a flaw in your size!" Wu Xing, who seemed to be practicing before he stepped forward, suddenly yelled. He raised his sword and appeared in front of Mu Cang's eyes. His moves were smart and full of killing intent.

"They still have to be gentle. Your master once said boldly that the end of the world is coming and only his disciples can save mankind. Let us believe in you and surrender to you. What a good master, giving you this young boy so early We are building momentum, but I am afraid that you will lose your life. If you say that there is no other way, I will send you to hell immediately, no matter who your master is!"

The pits An Jue Lao dug were really bigger than the last.

Mu Cang relived the eighteenth generation of An Jue Lao's ancestors in his mind, gritting his teeth and trying to dodge the overwhelming life-killing spells of the Wudi clan.

Shui Miaomiao held her head and her whole body was still trembling. It was obvious that she didn't know what was happening outside. Mu Cang really couldn't take action to fight back.

The masked man raised his hand to stop the person who wanted to start a fight, "Wait a minute." Master Jun was still arguing with Jiuzhong Qiu. In the blink of an eye, Mu Cang started fighting again. The whole situation was inexplicable, and Master Jun was very angry. A direct knock on the head. This is putting Sanshui in danger again. Can it save people some peace of mind?

"Everyone stop it!" Master Jun and Jiucheng Qiu rushed forward but were stopped by everyone.

"It's useless." Evil Kuangke, who was lying on the ground, sat up from the ground and covered the wound on his abdomen. He kindly explained, "...I only heard that Mr. An Jue came to this city very early. I saw it with my own eyes. Most of the people who talked about his drunken nonsense have left, and the possibility of spreading false rumors cannot be ruled out, but in this life-or-death scenario, no one will be let go even if it is a straw. Just these few of us have no chance of winning or else. If he is mixed up, it is better to pray and hope that he is worthy of his name."

After hearing this, Master Jun exclaimed, "What the hell! Why didn't I know? I heard about An Jue, but I didn't expect that such an old man could deceive his apprentice like this." If he had heard this rumor earlier, he would definitely hide it from Mu to death. Even An's apprenticeship can't beat his own ability.

"Actually, the excitement was widely spread in the city, but you were just wandering around on the street without communicating with others, so you couldn't hear it. What Duo Yuxian said is right, you absolutely can't be Although the Demonic Cultivators are not as ostracized and disdainful as the Immortal Alliance, they naturally don't want to pay much attention to us, but don't worry, I, the Evil Kuangke, will definitely recognize your love and will not hesitate to go through fire and water."

It's just that Mu Cang's matter hasn't involved Master Jun yet, so the evil Kuangke didn't move but tried to persuade him with good words.

Jiuchengqiu tried but couldn't get through, so he had no choice but to return to Jun Weapon Master and said, "Maybe he really has a way? He"

Jun Weapon Master gouged him out and interrupted in a cold voice, "If he had his way, he would drag Sanshui until he was covered in bruises! I think you are acquainted with each other because you are both the same age. What do you think his cultivation level will be?" There are so many people here who are higher in cultivation than him. How can they still have the nerve to force a child?"

Jiucheng Qiu was silent, and Xuan'er suddenly interrupted, "You are the same, aren't you?"

In an instant, Master Jun's attention was drawn back to Jiuchengqiu, and he said confidently, "It's different, they have no basis."

"If you have proof, show it and see. Otherwise, it's all coercion." Won't you tell anyone if you are strict?"

"I've wanted to tear you apart for a long time. We came to save you, but I haven't heard a word of thank you or sorry until now. And does this count as acquiescence?" Master Jun said slyly, but he couldn't listen. I understand riddles, but I always feel like Xuan'er is delivering words to herself.

Xuan'er hid behind Jiuzhongqiu and whispered, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to speak out for you." Jiuzhongqiu sighed tiredly and couldn't blame her.

"So why do you always refuse?" Master Jun was really puzzled.

"I don't have a sword and everyone says this. Your method is just a guess and may not be feasible. It's not worth taking the risk. If it is really feasible, I will not look back if she nods."

"Tsk." Xuan'er bit her lip and clenched her fists, suppressing the evil fire that was burning in her heart again and again. Now that she's talking about deep friendship, I wonder who will fall out first...

The masked man suddenly took action, and Mu Cang felt as if Shui Miaomiao appeared in his arms as soon as his arms were empty. After a moment of confusion, Wu Tie's sword rested on his neck, and he asked close to his face, "Say! Is there anything you can do? !”

"Don't be impatient." The masked man waved his hand, and the one who understood immediately removed the sword from Wu Xingshi's hand, opened it, and held Mu Cang safely in his hands.