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Chapter 120 119. Calling a Deer a Horse, the Sword Heart is Broken (4.4K words - please subscribe)
Outside the door, there were deafening screams of killing and rays of rainbow light shot out into the distance.

Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly. He wanted to open the door and take a closer look outside, but he heard hurried footsteps coming from the bed behind him.

Junior Sister An Li rushed down wearing only her underwear, grabbed his hand and said, "Don't go."

Song Yan: ???
Junior Sister An Li said, “Master once told me that as an alchemist, my duty is to survive and refine better elixirs for the sect.

If a war breaks out outside, what I should do is hide in a safe place, not be discovered by the enemy, and avoid any accidents.

Otherwise, if I was caught, the sect would have to send someone to rescue me, which would only cause trouble for everyone!

Senior Brother, you too! Don’t be impulsive! "

After saying that, Junior Sister's other little hand hugged his waist from behind, fearing that he would not be able to control himself and rush out to fight with the devil Song Yan.

In the darkness, Song Yan only felt a ball of soft and hot cotton sticking to his back, and the cotton was trembling.

Junior Sister An Li was trembling.

She said, “When Master Xuanwei used the Image Preservation Jade to reveal the demon, I saw it.

He is so scary.

If you go, you will definitely not be able to help. If he spots you, he can kill you at will!"

Song Yan stared at the bright light in the darkness in the distance. He could feel the arrogant and hideous laughter floating in the air in the distance. That voice was indeed his own.

"Brother, don't cause trouble for the sect!" Junior sister An Li held his hand firmly.

Song Yan secretly laughed. He didn't expect that Junior Sister An Li was quite combat-conscious and knew not to be a bad teammate.

He turned around, leaned back slightly, and with a "click", the door closed.

The junior sister who used to hug him from behind also became like before, and the two of them stuck together.

Suddenly, Junior Sister An Li seemed to sense something. Her pretty face froze for a moment, then she blushed. Then she became angry like a cat that had been electrocuted. She quickly separated from Song Yan, and at the same time, she angrily yelled, "Senior Brother, what are you doing?"

After saying that, she added in a low voice, "The sword manual says that it can only be done once a day."

At the same time, she quickly took out her silk scarf, cleaned some slightly contaminated areas on her body, and then put on her sword robe.

Song Yan said: "Aren't you holding me back from going out?"

Junior Sister An Li said in a trembling voice: "Brother, although we are not going to the front line, there will definitely be injured brothers coming back soon. Let's go to the alchemy room now and prepare the healing medicine."

Song Yan nodded, then leaned against the door and waited until his junior sister was ready. Then they went out quietly together and quickly walked on the dark road.

Junior Sister An Li suddenly said, "Don't be afraid, Senior Brother. Our Wenshui Island is to the west of Jianmen. If the enemy wants to attack, they usually won't attack from here."

Song Yan was surprised and said, "I know, but wouldn't it be better to attack from the east and west? How can you attack a city from the main gate?"

Junior Sister An Li gasped in shock, her beautiful eyes rolled back, and she said, "Brother, don't scare me. I...I...even if you scare me, I won't be afraid!"

Song Yan said: "Don't worry, the sound of fighting came from the direction of Guanwu Island, which means that Demon Song attacked from the main gate."

After that, Song Yan said, "Tell me, is this demon Song weird? He attacked Jianmen by surprise, but he didn't know how to change the angle and sneak in secretly. Why is he so ostentatious?"

Junior Sister An Li said, "You don't understand this! The evil demons are extremely cunning, and the most cunning among them is Demon Head Song. You thought he wouldn't go through the main gate, but he insisted on going through the main gate. True and false, false and true, anyway, don't try to guess it. Senior Brother, didn't you guess it?"

Song Yan scratched his head and said, "It is really as Junior Sister said."

He turned his head to look into the distance and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Frame-up?
You plant your own seeds, what does it have to do with me?
Am I the kind of person who gets angry if I’m scolded?

"Song thief! Traitor! Evil thief! Dog thief!"

"Before he killed Gu Huangzi, I thought he might not be that bad, but I didn't expect him to be so cruel and ruthless!"

In the Dan room.
Song Yan listened to the injured disciples' insults against Demon Song, while also continuing to treat them.

During the treatment, he found that the injuries of these disciples all had one thing in common, that is, "red face and ears, and bulging blood vessels."

You know, the physical fitness of the cultivators in the Lianxuan realm is much stronger than that of ordinary people. If they reach the seventh level of Lianxuan, they can even be invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire. What kind of power can bring about such an effect?
If you don’t understand, just ask.

Song Yan said directly: "My fellow disciples, I wonder what kind of magic this demon Song is using?"

A tall senior brother who had just taken the Concentrating Spirit Soup looked at him, shook his head slowly and said, "Brother Xiu Hu, we don't know either. But that magic technique seems to directly mobilize the Qi and blood in our bodies."

Another disciple said in fear: "I saw with my own eyes that a senior brother flew up on a sword, and when he was about to stab Demon Song, Demon Song turned around and stabbed him with a sword.

The sword only made a tiny cut on Senior Brother's body, and blood suddenly gushed out of him. His body was like a ball of cotton that had been squeezed dry, and he turned into a dried corpse."

Another disciple also joined the discussion, and said with a wry smile: "To be honest, my cultivation is not enough. I was just standing far away, but before I made a move, I felt frightened, even my eardrums were hot, and my nose was bleeding. That demon must have mastered some murderous magic. He was using our Jianmen as a test."

Song Yan felt that his fellow disciples had very unique perspectives, so he asked curiously, "How dare that devil show up? Isn't he being hunted by foxes and wolves now? The whole world is looking for him, how dare he fall into their trap?"

A fellow apprentice said, "Brother Xiu Hu, are you doubting that it's not Demon Song? I tell you, it is! Even if he used an illusion and we can't see it, the Great Elder and the others can definitely see it, right?
He must have been hunted everywhere, his mind was twisted, and then he practiced this kind of magic, so he went crazy.

I'm going to show my cards, I'm not going to hide anything."

Junior Sister An Li took over the conversation and said, "Senior Brother is right! That Demon Song must be crazy!

This kind of demon may seem powerful, but in fact, his heart is the most fragile!"

The fellow disciples nearby immediately echoed him, and then joined in the topic with extraordinary enthusiasm.

Song Yan understood.

In this room, as long as you curse the devil Song you are a friend, otherwise you are an enemy.

Insulting the devil for being despicable and shameless is a common hobby of colleagues in the righteous path.

"Song thief! Traitor! Evil thief! Dog thief!" Song Yan followed the local customs and cursed with hatred and emotion.

A fellow disciple beside him immediately said, "Well said!"

Song Yan said passionately: "With so many of us here, that devil will not dare to come. If he comes, we can drown him with just a spit from each of us!"

At this moment, many brothers were excited. Some said, "Brother Xiu Hu, you are so heroic." Some said, "If I am afraid of him, I am not a sword cultivator." Some said, "He, the Song Demon, is alone. We have many people, so why should we be afraid?"
The senior brother who still had some brains wanted to say something but stopped himself, then smiled faintly, looked at Song Yan and the other junior brothers and sisters, and secretly sighed, "It's great to be young."

Song Yan took the opportunity to look to the side, and saw that Junior Sister An Li was also discussing with red cheeks, shining eyes, and her mouth moving non-stop, obviously she was also excited about the scolding.

However, he also collected a lot of information from these marginal discussions.

For example, the strength of the opponent.

The opponent is able to make the Great Elder unable to see through his tricks, and it is impossible for him to master the spell "Hundred Aspects of Demonic Body". So it can only be said that the opponent's illusion level is very high, higher than that of Grandma Fox. Maybe he is already an old fox in the late stage of Crimson Palace.

But the person pretending to be Song Yan may not be the old fox, but someone else.

The multi-tailed fox tribe has many racial secrets, which he had heard from Grandma Fox a long time ago.

Because she became a ghost, Grandma Fox's memory was not accurate enough, and she could not remember the extremely complex secrets of her race, but she could remember some functions, such as "casting illusions on others to change their appearance", "making her own image uncertain, but in the eyes of others, she would become a certain image, such as the person she loves the most, the person she fears the most, etc."
Thinking of this, Song Yan finally made up his mind.

Once you find blood that is suitable, you should improve your realm as soon as possible. You cannot delay the improvement in pursuit of the "perfect Nine Palaces".

A higher level of realm is always better than a lower level.

Although Gu Huangzi was powerful, he was not as good as his "Hundred-Aspect Demon Body" and "Sword Demon Dragon" in terms of magic. The reason why he could fight with him to such an extent was entirely because the former was in the middle stage of the Crimson Palace, while he was only in the early stage. Now he was already in the middle stage of the Crimson Palace, but if the foxes and wolf demons he faced were all in the late stage of the Crimson Palace, then he would at least have to be in the late stage.

At this moment, a horrible explosion was heard in the distance, interrupting everyone's discussion and they hurriedly turned their heads to look outside.

However, in the northeastern sky, two dragon shapes suddenly appeared and flew high in the sky. The sharp air cut through the sky and made a humming sound, like the low hum of a field dragon.

"What is that?" Song Yan felt a powerful force from the two dragon shapes.

After all, there are some disciples who know what's good.

Soon someone said, "It's the Chiqiu Phantom Sword Formation! Now that the sword formation has been deployed, Demon Song is in trouble!"

Bang bang! !
Bang bang bang bang! !
The continuous violent collisions caused the black-robed man in the air to take a few steps back, but around him, two huge dragon shadows were lingering.

The sword energy forms dragon scales, the mysterious energy fills the dragon's body, and it charges forward with unparalleled power!
Five disciples held swords and marched forward, while the great elder at the center of the formation held the formation plate in his hand.

The array plate spun around, as if pulling the mysterious energy of heaven and earth here and transmitting it to the five swords.

The five disciples followed some kind of method and stabbed the man in black robes like weaving flowers.

Along with their attacks, the dragon-shaped creature would occasionally attack the man in black robes.

Biting, bumping, and wagging the tail.
There was another loud noise, and the black-robed man was pushed back a little. He looked into the distance and laughed wildly, "What a bullshit sword formation! In my eyes, it's nothing more than this!

If someone else were to operate the formation, maybe he could really kill me. Unfortunately, the person operating the formation and the people in the formation are all too weak. Hahahaha!
I have had enough fun today, I will leave first!"

After laughing, he turned around and nimbly avoided the attack of a big dragon.

Although I say I'm not afraid, it still hurts a lot if I get hit.

Before leaving, the figure in black robe flew over from low altitude, suddenly raised his hand, grabbed a nearby sword cultivator, and walked away.

"This is too much!" The Great Elder's face turned pale. He retracted the formation and then flew after him on his sword. Many cultivators from the Crimson Palace Realm also chased after him.

However, the Great Elder was much faster than the ordinary Crimson Palace monks, and the figure in the black robe was not slow either.
As a result, the distance between them was quickly widened.

The ordinary Jiangong realm cultivators of Jianmen chased for a while, but found that the Great Elder and the figure in black robe had disappeared.

On the other hand, the Great Elder and the black-robed monk were hiding and chasing, and soon they were far away.

Dark clouds were floating, and when they blocked the moon, the sky and the earth suddenly became dark.

The elder's expression changed, and he descended to a distant mountaintop with its back to the moon. He fixed his eyes on a dark shadow that had just fallen in the distance, and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

The night wind blew, stirring up strange, sharp noises in the deep mountains.

The black shadow held the unconscious swordsman in one hand and turned slowly. The human head on the collar suddenly turned into a pitch-black wolf head. The wolf head turned its head and grinned, revealing bloody gums and crossed fangs.

The great elder was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, a "hehehe" laugh was heard from the side, and a red-robed fox walked out swayingly, with his arms folded and his chin in his hands, leaning against the cold cliff.

These two are General Gu and Grandma Hong.

General Gu raised his hand and grabbed the swordsman, then lowered his head and bit the swordsman's neck hard.

The sword cultivator suddenly opened his eyes in pain, his eyes were bloodshot, and the direction he looked was exactly where the great elder was.

The great elder was furious, he flew up on his sword and roared: "Monster!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a majestic voice in his ears.

"Xiao Ming, how do you talk to Master?"

He was stunned for a moment, then looked up, only to see a burly figure standing in front of him with his hands behind his back.

The figure was extremely tall, like a tower reaching into the sky overlooking him, with dazzling light flashing all around it, making it impossible for him to look directly at it.

The Great Elder was stunned, shook his head quickly, and then stepped back violently.

Looking again, there was no burly figure there. Standing there was just a fox in a red robe with three fluffy white tails swaying back and forth under the robe.

This was accompanied by a "crunching" sound of chewing.

The sword cultivator's abdomen had been cut open. General Gu was looking down at the sword cultivator's body. He grabbed the heart with one claw and took a big bite of it. Then he said, "This is a trained one. It has a strong flavor. It's not like ordinary people."

Before the Great Elder could react, Grandma Hong stepped forward and said, "The Great Elder has also seen that Song Yan is our pretender. Our goal is just to force him out. You won't refuse to cooperate with us and want to be an enemy of my Fox and Wolf tribes, right?"

Great Elder:
Grandma Hong raised her pointed face again, staring at the Great Elder with her pupils in a playful manner, raised her sharp claws, supported her chin with her hands and smiled, and glanced at the pitch-black giant wolf that was gnawing at the sword cultivator next to her, and asked, "Who on earth is it?"

The Great Elder clenched his fists tightly.

He wanted to draw his sword.

But he knew that once the sword was drawn today, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Even if the people of Jianmen had the intention, how could they possibly fight against the fox and wolf tribes?
A fox lady had already given them enough trouble, and now there were four monsters coming to the Three Kingdoms, and more big monsters were to come later.

How could Jianmen be a match?

"who is that?"

Grandma Hong restrained her smile, her voice became a little colder, and her tone became aggressive.

General Gu's chewing sounds also quickened, as if he was ready to start eating as soon as he finished.

And at this moment, the voice of the great elder sounded.

"It's Song Yan."

"Hahahahaha, that's right."

Grandma Red laughed shrilly.

General Gu also laughed.

After a long while, the two men finished eating the sword cultivator and then turned around and flew away.

Only the Great Elder was left standing there, trembling physically and mentally. It seemed that he still couldn't believe that he had uttered those three words.

Not only did the young generation he was supposed to protect get eaten in front of him, but he also submissively helped the demon to cover up his lie. How is this any different from treason?

Click.
Faintly, he felt that cracks were beginning to appear in his inner will.

His original plan was to break through to the late stage of Crimson Palace next month.

The eerie laughter of foxes and wolves could be heard from afar.

General Gu licked his tongue and chuckled, "Your idea is good. It's really interesting to pretend to be someone else."

Grandma Hong said in distress: "But Song Yan never showed up."

General Gu said, "Who cares?"

Grandma Hong said, "Then I'll stir the water again to see if it comes out!"

(End of this chapter)