The grandfather of the entertainment industry arrives

Chapter 209

Bai Yan was terrified, and hurriedly dodged Yuan Yijian, his hands and feet flustered, and he couldn't care less about Bai Feng who was swept away by the whip.

Yuan Yijian has a spirit, understands human nature, obeys the master's will, the sharp sword light flashes all over his body, and vows to strangle Bai Yan to death.

Bai Yan's face was pale and weak, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, the magic weapon in his hand tried his best to block the sharpness of Yuan Yi's sword, but he was still blocking the car with his mantis arm, and he was overconfident.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of crimson blood spewed out from Bai Yan's mouth, he leaned back and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Bai Yan clutched his chest, feeling that his viscera were almost shattered, he looked at the person with fear in shock, his lips trembled a few times, "Old Ancestor."

A wave of spiritual power from Yue Liuyin's hand hit Bai Feng, stabilizing his injury. At the same time, with a wave of the other hand, the cold iron chains that imprisoned Tan Youwei were instantly torn apart.

"I can't afford to be your ancestor." Yue Liuyin sneered.

Bai Yan's face was like the ashes of the dead wood after burning, and he lowered his head again.

Yue Liuyin gave him a cold look, and hit him with a finger.

Bai Yan raised his eyes in horror, trying to struggle with his hands, but was tied tightly by a transparent silk thread, the more he struggled, the tighter the thread became.

Yue Liuyin ignored him, took out a pill from the mustard space, and fed it into Tan Youwei's mouth.

The ammunition melted in her mouth, and a warm current slowly slipped from her mouth into her abdomen, and the severely injured body imprisoned by the cold iron chains gradually returned to life.

Tan Youwei made a seal with his hands and meditated on the spot. After a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes.

At this moment, her face finally returned to her usual rosy face, and she slowly stood up.

"master."

"How is your body now?" Yue Liuyin looked at her.

Tan smiled and patted his chest again: "Master, don't worry, I'm fine."

"Don't worry, can I let it go?" Yue Liuyin glared at her, "I've only been away for a long time, and you've made yourself into this kind of virtue."

Tan smiled again: "Master, this is an accident."

"I don't think it was an accident for you. It's because I didn't pay attention. Someone just said a few words and came here. Have you lived for nothing for so many years?" Yue Liuyin tapped her on the head and said coldly, "Know everyone knows You don't know your heart, such a simple truth, I have to teach you again for the teacher, because the teacher sees that you are only tall and not brainy."

Tan Youwei lowered his head lower and lower, the majestic sect leader still looked like a little girl in front of Yue Liuyin.

Seeing that Tan Youwei had indeed recovered to some extent, the angry look on Yue Liuyin's face slowly disappeared, and he said coldly, "This man is your disciple, so how to deal with it is entirely up to you."

During the previous retreat, Tan Youwei had completely recovered the memory of his previous life, so he ran over after hearing the news of Bai Yan's accident and the internal turmoil in Chongzhangmen.

Because Tan Youwei's memory still stays a thousand years ago, and Bai Yan and his brothers are all filial disciples in that memory.

So much so that she didn't react immediately, the passage of a thousand years is enough to corrupt people's hearts.

But now, the month-long imprisonment has long since wiped out Tan Youwei's tolerance and love for his disciples.

"Master." Bai Yan was imprisoned, looking at Tan Youwei with an ugly and extremely pale face, "I know I was wrong, I was only blinded by interests for a while, and now I have made such a big mistake, and I have more than enough time to die. Time will be able to get Master's forgiveness."

"Bai Yan, you are not wrong. It was me who was wrong. I have poor eyesight. Back then, I brought the treacherous villain into the door." Tan Youwei sneered coldly, "Now don't say anything about forgiveness. From today onwards, I adore you. There is no such person as Bai Yan in Zhangmen's sect, but you colluded with the devil and harmed the Xuanmen, I will spare you."

Bai Yan's face was ashen, he knew that Tan Youwei had no more feelings in his heart, and his own life was cut off, but the plan for thousands of years, once it came to nothing, he had to pay for his own life, how willing he was.

"Master, I don't ask you to spare my life. It's just that I really want to repent now. I was fooled by the people in the demon sect, and I dared to commit such a big mistake because I was deceived by them. And now they are planning how to attack our Taoist sect, the disciple is just a pawn pushed out by them, there are still many of them inside the Chongzhang sect, the master and the ancestors have to guard against it." Bai Yan said like a human being. He is about to die, and his words are good.

"Do you know what their plan is?" Tan Youwei remained expressionless, but his eyes seemed to loosen.

Bai Yan coughed a few times and moved his lips, but his voice was so weak that people couldn't hear him clearly.

Tan took a few steps forward and slowly approached Bai Yan.

"Those people's plan is..." Bai Yan's upper lip touched his lower lip, and he spoke slowly.

Seeing Tan Youwei getting closer and closer to him, Bai Yan's eyes lit up, the opportunity had come.

Struggling to burn his original power, Bai Yan finally broke free from the restraint set by Yueliuyin, but at this moment, he gushed out a mouthful of blood again.

Bai Yan lowered his head in astonishment and horror, and looked at his chest, only to see a dagger stuck in it, with crimson blood flowing out continuously.

"You think I'll still believe you." Tan Youwei pulled out his dagger with a cold expression.

This dagger was once Bai Yan's body-protecting weapon given to him by Tan Youwei on the day he entered the school, but now it has returned to Tan Youwei's hands again, and ended Bai Yan's life, which can be regarded as the end of the period between master and apprentice. cause and effect.

Bai Yan covered his chest with his hand, but the blood was still flowing from his fingers, the vitality in his eyes was disappearing quietly, it seemed that he couldn't believe that Tan Youwei would really kill him, and he himself died like this up.

"Master, you..."

"You are no longer my disciple. As early as the day when your ambition started to grow, I don't have you under my seat. And for a Taoist traitor, no matter what you say is true or not, why should I give it to you?" Do you trust?" Tan Youwei stood up, his eyes calm and unwavering.

The corner of Bai Yan's mouth twitched, but he was powerless to bring back the last one. I don't know if it was a mocking smile at himself or others, but in the end he could only die with his own ambition, regret, or regret.

Bai Yan is dead, but the conspiracy against the civil strife in Chongzhang's sect has not stopped yet.

(End of this chapter)