"Fellow Daoist has been watching for a long time. Shouldn't he show up and see him?"

Qian Yunsheng watched Gong Xiaoyue leave, but his figure did not move. Instead, he sneered at another pile of sand dunes not far away.

Jie Puzong felt extremely regretful. As the elder of Qingning Valley, he was originally following his only grandson from afar, but he was just worried about the danger in the Liaoyuan Desert and was afraid that he would encounter something unexpected.

Unexpectedly, after following me like this, not only did I see my grandson's death with my own eyes, but I was so desperate that I actually met a powerful ghost cultivator again.

Qian Yunsheng made a very quick move. Although Jie Puzong saw the soul-catching banner appear, when he found Qian Yunsheng, it was too late to rescue him.

In addition, the powerful aura exposed by the soul-catching banner also sank his heart, instantly extinguishing his current revenge, and instead shrank his body back, silently remembering the face of his enemy and Gong Xiaoyue's name.

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!" Jie Puzong thought viciously in his heart, and even a more vicious plan to bury Gong Xiaoyue and Ziyang Sect had been quietly formed in his heart.

Unfortunately, he met Qian Yunsheng, but he even drank it in one gulp.

As a person from Zhongzhou, he rarely sees evil cultivators. The main reason is that Zhongzhou has too many powerful people, and it is too close to the territory of Buddhist cultivators in the Western Regions.

Therefore, ordinary evil cultivators dare not appear in Zhongzhou in a swagger. They are often seen in some offensive places such as the Southern Barbarians. This is the first time Jie Puzong himself has seen an evil cultivator.

Therefore, when he saw that the evil cultivator was so fierce, he would take his grandson's life as soon as he met him.

Although he was angry, he still lacked the courage to fight in the border areas all year round. This also led to him finding that he was likely to lose, so he simply shrank wisely.

For people like Jie Puzong, they often fall into the cliché of being rude and brave, being willing to make plans without decisions, doing big things but cherishing themselves, and forgetting their lives when they see small profits.

You should know that for his age, he had just experienced the taste of power and the beauty of life, and he couldn't bear to die like this, even if his grandson died in front of him.

When Qian Yunsheng rescued Gong Xiaoyue, he had already been on guard against the other party's attack. You should know that Gong Xiaoyue was there at that time, and Qian Yunsheng was afraid of the mouse, which was his best time. Unexpectedly, the other party endured it.

This has reduced Qian Yunsheng's evaluation of the old man in front of him by several levels.

He sneered, "After watching the show for so long, should you exercise your muscles and bones?"

Xie Puzong looked at the other party's sneering face, the cold look of holding the soul-catching banner, and the cruel look of the evil cultivator, and the heart was shocked.

He passed all the rumors he knew about evil cultivators in his mind. It was said that these evil cultivators were a group of people hiding in dark corners. They were cruel, bloodthirsty, and even some were abnormal. It was said that killing fathers and sons was extremely normal.

He also heard that these evil cultivators were cunning and insidious, because their living environment was often extremely harsh, which caused their particularly distorted human nature.

They can patiently get down any useful part of the person's body, just to develop an evil weapon by themselves; they can also crush innocent people to pieces in extreme anger, even if they turn into meat foam that is broken with bones, they will not stop.

Even more terrifying rumors than these, such as massacre of cities and land, killing people and wild animals, etc., Xie Puzong has also heard of them. A few years ago, this news came from the East China Sea. I heard that even the Immortal Artifact of the Eshan Sect of the Wannian Sect was lost in this magic disaster.

However, what can give him a little comfort is that he heard that these evil cultivators value the interests of the extreme, and perhaps if they exchange interests with him, they still have the possibility of survival.

Thinking of this, he felt a little calm.

He endured a mixed complex mood of hatred and fearfulness towards his enemies and enemies, and faced Qian Yunsheng with a mixed feeling of good self as a monk.

His face showed his usual humble tricks, and he smiled flatteringly, "Sir, you may not believe it, I just happened to pass by. Don't worry, I will never tell the situation here."

Qian Yunsheng sneered. When he just flew over from the sky, he had already seen this guy secretly potential behind him.

What's more, a small blue and white flower on his sleeve had betrayed him long ago. Anyone with a little knowledge would understand that he was from the top of Qingning Valley when he saw this blue and white flower.

"I really think of me as a country bumpkin." Qian Yunsheng always admired these so-called righteous people's ability to lie with their eyes open.

However, he did not expose it, but said with interest with a stern face, "Since that's the case, how are you going to make me believe you?"

Seeing that Qian Yunsheng did not say anything, Jie Puzong's eyes lit up, and he thought there was a play. It seems that the legendary evil cultivators were all a group of greedy people who were greedy for money and profit were indeed nothing wrong.

In his own understanding, evil cultivators are like mice in short-sighted ditches, and may proudly feel that they have taken a big advantage for some worthless scum;

They may also be in a state of upset for a little discarded smelly and sour bones.

What's more, these people who can only hide in the shadows can really know what a real good thing is. They are probably like cockroaches.

I only know that every night I crawl out of the human kitchen, in the water pipes, and under the corners of the wall, and rush to climb towards the residues and leftovers that humans accidentally dropped in the corners and work bravely.

However, although Jie Puzong thought so in his heart, he turned into another look when he turned into a different look. He seemed to be cautious and said respectfully as if he was the most devout believer.

"Sir, look at this. I think you have taken good care of that little girl just now. It just so happens that I have some acquaintances in Ziyang Sect and Qingninggu, and I can also say something. Why don't you leave this to me and I will help you take care of it?"

Qian Yunsheng looked at him with a look, wondering in his heart, has he not figured out the situation yet? Since he had seen clearly what was happening here, even for Zong Xiaoyue's safety, Qian Yunsheng would not let him go back alive easily.

Xie Puzong carefully observed Qian Yunsheng's expression. Seeing his cold expression, he frowned and looked at him without any expression, and his heart skipped a beat again.

He thought to himself, "It seems that it will be impossible not to produce any blood. These evil cultivators are indeed very greedy for money."

While he couldn't help but reach out and pick it up towards his storage bag.

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