Chapter 2017: The Cold Autumn Wind

"Not Xingchen Pavilion?"

Ye Luo was completely confused.

In response, Su Su smiled bitterly: "Actually, these words were also told to me by Bai Chen at the beginning. I don't quite understand what they mean. In short, Bai Chen's thoughts must have their truth! You can feel at ease here. Just wait, leaving now will only lead to death, and Shadow Dragon cannot let us leave at will. "

"..."

Ye Luo lowered his eyes sadly and said nothing more.

In fact, what he is really worried about is the Zhuxian Sword Sect and Ye Jianxin...

…

"Sect Master, where are we going next?"

On the cold autumn windy road, a carriage moved forward slowly.

The driver was none other than Ye Jianxin.

Sitting in the carriage, Bai Chen rubbed his chin with the palm of his hand and looked at the starry sky outside the curtains, his eyes becoming more solemn: "I don't know who saved the fat man yet. It's difficult to find him. Mengyao is the same." situation, so we can’t be too hasty in finding them.”

"Then are we going to the Xinglan Shrine? Sect Master, please believe me, with my own strength, I can wash the Xinglan Shrine with blood and avenge my senior brother!"

Ye Jianxin is now full of hatred. He just wants to kill Qi Yuan and avenge Xuanzhen and the 100,000 people of the Zhuxian Sword Sect.

Hearing his gritted words, Bai Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of melancholy on his handsome face: "All of this is actually fueled by Wanchao Pavilion. Let's deal with the Xinglan Shrine. I just fell into Luo Xi’s trap..."

"A trap? What is his purpose?"

"The purpose... I told Susu back then that there must be someone else behind Wanchao Pavilion, and their purpose is not just Xingchen Pavilion. To be precise, their purpose is the entire Xinglan Continent. !”

Those who can strategize behind Wanchao Pavilion must be extremely powerful.

The ambition of such a person must be to dominate the entire Xinglan Continent.

Hearing Bai Chen's words, Ye Jianxin thought thoughtfully: "You mean, Xingchen Pavilion and Xinglan Temple will be their targets?"

"That's right! Xingchen Pavilion, as the leader of the sect, has the most powerful people in the world like Emperor Xuanwu, which will inevitably become an obstacle to them. The Xinglan Temple dominates the continent and is three points stronger than Xingchen Pavilion, which will also become an obstacle to them. As long as there is an obstacle, they will definitely try to clear it out, but they cannot attack openly, so I guess their purpose is to provoke a conflict between Xingchen Pavilion and Xinglan Temple, and then attack them one by one!"

"How is this possible? You must know that the eldest son of Xinglan Temple is Huan Emperor's husband. Once Xingchen Pavilion faces a powerful enemy, Xinglan Temple will definitely send strong men to support it!"

"What you see is just the surface~"

Bai Chen chuckled lightly and said lightly: "The eldest son of Xinglan Temple actually has no status in the temple. On the surface, the temple and Xingchen Pavilion are connected to each other, but in fact they are testing each other and monitoring each other. Xingchen Pavilion has remained extremely powerful after all these years, and coupled with the rise of Emperor Huan, Xinglan Temple will definitely feel threatened. With the temperament of the Emperor of Heaven, how can it be possible to face Emperor Xuanwu with sincerity. "

"Well……"

Ye Jianxin blushed when he heard these words: "I don't understand what you said, and I have never seen the Emperor of Heaven, but since you said it, it must make sense. Okay, then I will listen to you, first Don’t touch the Xinglan Altar!”

Ye Jianxin promised neatly, but in fact, he felt very painful in his heart.

How can he feel at ease when there is a blood feud and no revenge?

Just by following Bai Chen, he has already made up his mind. No matter what Bai Chen wants to do, he must follow him loyally, swear loyalty to the death, and never disobey!

However, just when Ye Jianxin felt unhappy, Bai Chen's clear voice came from the carriage again: "Old Qi Yuan slaughtered the entire Zhuxian Sword Sect. This revenge must be avenged. No matter what Luo Xi's purpose is, It has nothing to do with our Chenyao Sword Sect.”

"metropolitan……"

"Remember, our Chenyao Sword Sect must be like the Night of the Gods, no distinction between good and evil, and we will do whatever we don't accept! Do you understand?"

"yes!"

Ye Jianxin suddenly dropped the huge stone in his heart.

Sure enough, Bai Chen's soul is still the crazy man from back then!

It’s fun to follow Kuangye!

No matter what his conspiracy is, just do it!

…

The route taken by Bai Chen and Ye Jianxin was exactly in the direction of Xinglan Shrine.

If Luo Xi wants him to fight the Xinglan Shrine, then he will fight.

In the end, Luo Xi's purpose will surface sooner or later. Whether Xingchen Pavilion can withstand the pressure is the matter of Emperor Xuanwu. What does it have to do with him?

Whether he is an upright person or an evil person, it is all nonsense to Bai Chen.

Having once stood at the top, he knows very well that only strength is the proof of all truth in the world.

He needs to get stronger, get stronger and stronger, and then return to the top and stand out from the crowd.

With the strongest strength, he once again left all the top experts in the world behind and fell to the ground!

This is the true way to be strong!

The real avenue!

…

One month later.

The Demon Immortal Ancestor and others finally took more than 10,000 members of the Sacrificial Family on their way out of Beichen.

With so many people traveling a long distance, they are bound to attract different looks, but fortunately, their troops are very fast and they travel day and night. Even if the enemy wants to come and stop them, they may not be able to do so in time.

Moreover, regarding the strength of the Demonic Immortal Ancestor and others, Luo Xi cannot really target them too much. In the eyes of the powerful people in the Universe God Realm, the Demonic Immortal Ancestor is really insignificant.

night.

Everyone set up camp at the foot of the hillside to rest for the night. It was dark at midnight.

Fu Qing was sitting alone in the tent, with a haggard face and no makeup.

Her eyes were fixed on the sword in her hand, and the anger in Fu Qing's eyes was burning.

"Bai Chen, if you hadn't come to Zhuxian Sword Sect, nothing would have happened to my father. Don't think that if you saved me, I would be grateful to you! It's a fool's dream for a trash like you to have a place in Beichen! "

Her delicate body trembled frequently, Fu Qing suddenly drew her sword and cut off the curtain in front of her with one strike.

Staring coldly at the vast starry sky outside, Fu Qing slowly raised the corner of her mouth, and her little face gradually twisted: "You want to gain a foothold in the Central Territory, right? Oh, I will let you know what will happen if you take me to the Central Territory. Your worst decision! Demon Immortal Ancestor, Sacrifice Sheng Yu, Chu Junran, I want you all to die! Hahahaha——"

Pfft——

Just as Fu Qing looked up to the sky and chuckled, a bloody sword suddenly pierced her heart.

"Well!"

Looking down at the blood-stained sword in astonishment, Fu Qing's delicate body trembled and she turned her head in disbelief.

Ji Shengyu, who was standing behind her, had a cold face full of anger and disgust: "You ungrateful girl, even if the sect master punishes you, I will definitely kill you to eliminate hidden dangers for our Chenyao Sword Sect! "