My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 147 Why do you think we are bad people?

In the pavilion, the young man in purple robe was mumbling something.

There is no royal family in Daxuan, but only twelve immortal sects. Now, after many years, there are only seven left to control the overall situation, but they are also divided into those on the mountain and those below the mountain. The young man in purple robe is named Xu Qingyuan. He claims to be a Taoist disciple of Baiyun Temple, an immortal sect on the Daxuan Mountain. He has a noble status. If you have to say, in a dynasty like Dayan, is he equivalent to a prince?
There was no palace maid nearby, only the thin maid next to the purple-robed young man, who brought a fruit plate and sake from somewhere and placed them carefully on the table.

Ye Wuyou took a curious look.

This maidservant was of average appearance and ordinary cultivation, and she seemed to have a hidden disease in her feet. If you look closely, you can see that her steps were slightly wobbly when she walked.

It's not that Ye Wuyou judges people by appearance, but at first glance, one would feel that this personal maidservant staying next to this self-proclaimed noble Taoist has a slightly inappropriate temperament. After all, what kind of woman doesn't the latter want?
This was not something worth worrying about, so Ye Wuyou withdrew his gaze.

But Xu Qingyuan smiled.

"Brother Ye likes it?"

Ye Wuyou frowned. This man's every move and words made him feel indescribably strange and disgusted. His thoughts and emotions were extremely erratic.

Ye Wuyou didn't reply, but a hint of ruthlessness flashed across Xu Qingyuan's eyes for no reason.

The purple-robed young man stretched out his hand and grabbed the thin maid tightly, then, in the woman's frightened eyes and shouts, he pushed her towards Ye Wuyou.

The Qi energy burst out in an instant, and Xu Qingyuan's expression was as if he was crazy and trembling with excitement.

"Since you like it, I'll give it to you, okay?"

Ye Wuyou didn't expect the other party to suddenly become nervous. He stood up and stretched out his hand, putting it behind the woman who was almost violently rushing towards him. His face changed, and he slightly condensed the strength in his hand. He took a few steps back before he dissolved the powerful aura.

What does this guy think of the human body?

He pushed the maid, who was obviously dying, aside, and he could no longer conceal the anger in his eyes. A black long sword appeared in his hand.

"Are you looking for death?" Ye Wuyou said word by word.

Xu Qingyuan looked delighted, his brows raised, and said nonchalantly.

"Looking for death? How long do you think I can live? She's just a maid. If I die, she won't live either. Why don't I send her off?"

"By the way, Brother Ye, your knife is pretty good, how about trying to take off my head?"

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath.

Is this person seriously ill?
He was fine one second, and suddenly fell into a neurotic madness the next.

If he is sick, he must be treated, at least let him speak properly.

As for how to treat it, I don’t know.

Throw a punch first, and then ask for the truth while punching!
When the black sword attacked, the young man in purple robe did not resist at all.

Xu Qingyuan looked a little stunned. The madness in his eyes was gone, and a rare hint of hesitation flashed across his eyes.

This was something Ye Wuyou had never thought of.

The hot blood spilled into the wine glass, splashed all over the ground, and landed on the clear lake surface, staining it a bit red.

next second.

Ye Wuyou was stunned.

He was still sitting on the stone bench, and the maid carefully brought a fruit plate and wine. The young man in purple robe turned back with a smile.

"Sorry, I got off topic just now. It's really rare to meet someone like me. I can't help but feel happy. I usually don't nag like this."

【Backtrack】

It turned out to be him!

He was killed by me, so the backtracking was triggered?

Seeing Ye Wuyou in a daze, Xu Qingyuan asked in confusion.

"Brother Ye, what's wrong? Oh, I just said I would tell you what they talked about. How about I tell you now?"

Ye Wuyou lowered his eyes slightly, his expression returned to normal, and he looked at the other person calmly.

After the retrospection, everything returns to the way it was at the beginning, including the memory.

But Xu Qingyuan didn't know that he had not forgotten the scene just now.

He wasn't going to expose this.

Well, it's interesting. Ye Wuyou nodded gently, "Go ahead."

The purple-robed Xu Qingyuan then withdrew his gaze, turned his head and chuckled, then spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"That old man in gray robe is nominally my protector, but in fact he is a messenger sent by several higher sects. They thought I didn't know the news. Haha, in fact, I have my own methods. I already knew all their twists and turns. But I can't tell this method to Brother Ye."

The method is nothing more than [backtracking].

Xu Qingyuan spoke slowly, "Before we talk about this, I want to ask Brother Ye, how much do you know about your master?"

Then, Xu Qingyuan took the initiative to add without waiting for Ye Wuyou to speak.

"For example, why didn't your master enter the sixth realm? And what exactly is on your master's body?" Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment. He really knew very little about Lu Qingshan.

The sixth realm is indeed out of reach, but logically speaking, with Lu Qingshan's talent, it should not be surprising for him to enter the sixth realm.

As for the remains of the Great Dao on Lu Qingshan's body, Ye Wuyou had some vague guesses, but it was not clear.

Xu Qingyuan lowered his head, smiled softly, and talked to himself.

"You really don't know. Haha, that's right. I don't think he would tell anyone about this. I'm the only one who could find out."

"The sixth realm requires going through the inner demon tribulation. Your master doesn't dare to do it, and can't do it."

Heart Demon Tribulation? Ye Wuyou had only heard Xia Anmeng mention it before, but he was too far away from the Sixth Realm, so he did not ask in detail.

Xu Qingyuan looked leisurely and said calmly.

"As for what your master possesses...Brother Ye, tell me what you have, and I will tell you the answer, how about that?"

Ye Wuyou smiled.

How can we trade with such words which have no basis at all?

"Okay." Ye Wuyou said.

His right eyeball flashed red, and Xu Qingyuan looked stunned. Suddenly, a figure appeared beside him, swinging a knife towards him.

The next second, the illusion disappeared.

“That’s what’s in me.”

Ye Wuyou was very serious and it was true, he did not lie.

Xu Qingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something. After a moment, he shook his head and chuckled.

"Brother Ye, don't lie to me. When I saw you kill that boy named Tao that day, you didn't use this kind of illusion."

On that day on the cloud boat, Xu Qingyuan saw clearly that Ye Wuyou ignored the attack of the gray-robed old man, and he didn't know what had pierced the heart of the person under him.

That is definitely not an illusion.

Ye Wuyou seemed to have known that the other party would have such questions, and shook his head.

"I didn't say it was an illusion. You thought it was fake, but it was actually real. It just looked like a fake illusion to you."

Xu Qingyuan was silent for a while. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Forget it, Brother Ye, the thing on your master is similar to the ability to kill."

Is it?

Is that all? It's so simple, do you still need to tell me?
The two looked at each other, smiled in tacit understanding, and both passed over the topic.

At last, the young man in purple robe spoke lazily.

"They are discussing a deal. The senior clans of our Daxuan family want to take the strangeness from your master. The Lu family probably also wants to ask your master to come back and take charge. Of course, in exchange, they will help Dayan solve the problem of the demon clan."

"You know, people like us don't have long lives. You, me, and your master are the same. We all live as long as we can."

"As for how to get it? Don't worry, we are not that bad. We are just waiting for your master to die, just like me now. When the day comes, we will take the initiative to stay somewhere. Yes, don't you have a sky prison in Dayan? It's something like that. Your master should have said the same thing to you."

Yes, living people are easier to deal with than the dead. Lu Qingshan once said to himself that if he could not learn Tianyan, then there was a cage prepared for him.

but.

Hearing these words, Ye Wuyou was already filled with anger.

What a joke, what is this, are you treating Lu Qingshan as a commodity?

To deal with that gang of monsters, do you really think you need help?
Ye Wuyou laughed in anger, "What you said is really ridiculous. Can you talk about this as a deal? Do you think we will agree to it?"

Xu Qingyuan, who was wearing a purple robe, looked casual. "It doesn't matter whether you agree or not. If you don't agree, those people will come and get it themselves."

Ye Wuyou's expression gradually turned cold and he sneered.

"Just you?"

Xu Qingyuan was slightly stunned, looked at Ye Wuyou's expression, uttered a light exclamation, then thought of something and shook his head.

The moody Shangzong Daozi finally put away his lazy look, and slowly sat up straight from leaning against the railing. He narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a rare seriousness.

He spoke softly, but spoke each word with emphasis.

"Why do you look at Daxuan with such hostility?"

"Do you think we are bad people? Do you want to harm your master? Do you think we are bad for Dayan?"

"Let me make it clear, we are saving what you call the Great Flame!"

(End of this chapter)