Love the Immortal Venerable, my female disciples are all sick

"My lady, aren't you? Are you crying?"

At this moment, seeing his beautiful wife with red eyes and sobbing in a low voice, Qian Fan, the director of Shura Hall, has a look of shock on her face!

When he first met this lady, she was only 17 years old, and she was already strong enough to escape from the magic lair of the Hehuan Sect alone!

These years, I have never seen her cry!

But now, she shed tears because of that man's experience!

Green!

His Jade Face Demon Sword Immortal is completely green!

The other side.

"Deacon Zhou, do you know? I've never heard him mention his life experience."

"I didn't expect that today I could witness his past with my own eyes."

Hua Yuerong closed her beautiful eyes, her voice choked with sobs.

"That's right, before his temperament changed drastically, the Hall Master was his most beloved little junior sister. He probably couldn't bear to let you know this, it would only add to the sadness."

Nanny Zhou at the side echoed cautiously.

"Maybe."

Hua Yuerong murmured, forcing back her tears.

Yes.

Ever since that night, that man threw away the eucalyptus in his hand and told her that he hated crying women the most.

These years, she did not shed a single tear!

"Hall Master, the old man is actually a bit strange."

Deacon Zhou couldn't help being curious, and asked, "Why did he bury this childhood memory?"

Hua Yuerong said: "He once told me that he wanted to become a demon cultivator without weaknesses."

"And the painful memories of the past, as well as the feelings placed on people and things, will only blunt his ability to act."

"I see."

"At that time, he had the appearance of a demon king."

Deacon Zhou murmured, "But from this point of view, maybe he is not without emotion! Then, he may have been sincere to the Palace Master back then!"

"You are wrong! Deacon Zhou!"

"This person never cared about me! Just as he said! I'm just a tool for him to play with his feelings for a while!"

"This guy has no heart!"

"He only loves himself!"

Suddenly.

The little junior sister "Rong'er" suddenly woke up, and turned back into a cold and decisive embroidered saint!

Inside the Flame Demon Tower.

The little princess of You Luo Palace didn't even care about her image, she covered her face and wept bitterly.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooery.

"As for what Senior Sister and Second Senior Sister said, the Master has any evil intentions. They don't exist! They are all fantasies!"

"Fortunately, I woke up in time!"

Xiao Chen on the side saw it, but he gritted his teeth.

"This woman has been completely bewitched by Bai Qingling! I'm afraid it's hopeless!"

"Forget it! When the memory picture is deeper, she will know that the master she is crying for now is a devil who has no lower limit and kills fellow sects!"

For this, Xiao Chen was full of confidence.

now.

Perhaps it was the blessing of the young Demon Lord with a sufficiently prominent status.

Except for the people from the Cangming Sect who were watching the trial in Tianmo Square.

In the entire Cangming Mountain Range, within a radius of three hundred miles, some disciples of vassal forces also put down their things and paid attention to the memory images that suddenly appeared.

And next.

The picture on the sky screen changes again

The snow is getting heavier.

The pale and thin boy, wearing a thin padded jacket, continued to drive eastward according to the map.

Tired and sleep on the floor.

When you are hungry, you pick wild fruits to satisfy your hunger.

His countenance grew thinner and thinner.

But those clear eyes became more and more tenacious.

The screen changes faster.

A few more days seemed to pass.

The boy waded through a hill and came to the entrance of a canyon.

"Ooooooooo-"

At this time, there were several terrifying roars of monster beasts from inside!

The boy frowned, and instinctively pulled out the black iron sword left by his father!

"shit!"

"This is the last pass between Zhongzhou and Dongtu, Blood Beast Valley! The ghostly blood beasts inside are extremely ferocious, and come and go without a trace! Throughout the ages, many low-level demon cultivators have died here! "

"Hey, from this point of view, the boy's eastward journey is coming to an end!"

"Brothers, stop joking! If this is the end, how can there be Qingling Mozun who is now shocking Yunzhou?"

"That's true! I'm really looking forward to how the young Palace Master Bai will cross this Blood Beast Valley!"

There was a lot of discussion.

After watching this moment, everyone couldn't help but be attracted by this memory image!

Under the guidance of the magic power of the magic mirror that suddenly appeared in the sky.

Everyone can even feel the scene inside, as well as the heartbeat, sorrow and joy of the boy!

The scene in the picture began to become a little tense.

wow-

Accompanied by an incomparably shrill cry, it sounded like a baby howling.

A ghostly blood beast showed its true body in the void, and then, it was cut open by a sword, and the blood spilled down, dyeing the snow red!

His gaze didn't stay in the slightest.

The boy dodges, raises his sword and stabs at the shadow on the upper right!

It was another ghost blood beast, revealing its real body from the shadows, its throat was sealed with a sword, and it fell heavily to the ground!

With a snap of his fingers, he cut off the two blood beasts.

The young man shook off the filthy animal blood on the blade, and with a pair of clear and cold eyes, he stared intently into the depths of the canyon!

He can feel it clearly.

Ahead, in the shadows filled with fierceness, there are still a huge herd of blood beasts hidden!

However, the next moment.

Instead of evacuating, the boy made an unbelievable behavior.

He tore a piece of fabric from his skirt and blindfolded

"My God! What a powerful sword intent!"

"I didn't expect Qing Ling Mozun to be so strong when he was young! So the real strong must be a genius! What stupid bird flies first, God rewards hard work, it's all bullshit!"

"After the White Palace master proved the Demon Venerable, he focused on physical strength and Gu Dao. I really didn't expect that his swordsmanship is so strong!"

"I understand the truth, but...why is he blindfolded?"

"No way? You don't even know this? Ghost blood beasts, their bodies can perfectly blend into the darkness, and they can only judge their orientation through their aura. He is eliminating the interference of the naked eye!"

"Such knowledge at a young age! Tai Ku La!"

"But even so, I don't think that the young Palace Master Bai in the Qi refining stage can defeat so many blood beasts!"

"Look, everyone! There is a spirit beast coming to help!"

As someone screamed in the square.

The crowd looked intently.

I saw the back of the boy, at the end of the screen.

A gray-white head, surrounded by auspicious aura, the vigorous animal figure jumped up and landed in front of the young man.

"My God! There are still spirit beasts in the jungle of monster beasts?"

Everyone was shocked.

"This... this is the Thunder Snow Leopard! The Taoism here is at least in the Foundation Establishment Perfection Realm!"

There was a senior disciple of Yu Beast Hall who recognized him at a glance.

"So, it was this snow leopard that resolved the crisis and helped to create the current Demon Lord Qingling?"

With great doubts in their hearts, everyone's eyes were fixed on the scene in the picture.

For fear of missing a detail!