A person is cultivating immortality, and at the beginning he is madly favored by the villain

Chapter 428



Chapter 428

When Xu Wencen and his companions came without any warning, Zhong Xian was sure that they had ill intentions.

While changing his clothes, he thought of a countermeasure and asked Qingpei to secretly gather the monsters first to prevent the people from the Immortal Sect from infiltrating the city and taking action.

Sure enough, even though Xu Wencen was under surveillance, unexpected situations still occurred.

But he didn't expect that the people who would help the Immortal Sect would be the refugees outside the city.

They must have been coerced, right?

The moment Zhong Xian finished speaking, the refugees who had spoken before were stunned, and they subconsciously looked at Xu Wencen.

Xu Wencen's face also froze.

Crazy!

He originally thought that Zhong Wenyu locked them up just because he didn't want them to have the chance to do anything.

But they had made preparations before they came. They promised benefits to some refugees, asked them to fake the situation of monsters attacking people in Qiuluo City, and gave them talismans that could be used for relevant disguises.

But he didn't expect that Zhong Wenyu locked them up in order to hide the fact that most of the monsters in the city had been transferred.

Just wait for them to make a move so that they can reveal their true colors.

That bastard Zhong Wenyu had been cautiously guarding against all possible actions they might take from the very beginning!

"Zhong Wenyu! You did it on purpose!"

Xu Wencen stretched out his hand to grab Zhong Xian's collar, but just as he stretched out his hand, a white light flashed by, and his outstretched hand was bitten hard by Yu Xi in Zhong Xian's arms, bringing out a long string of blood beads.

Yu Xi bared her teeth after biting. Although she had no magical power, her teeth were very sharp despite her fox-like appearance!

At the same time, Cui Yuankui kicked Xu Wencen and sent him flying.

When Zhong Xian saw Yu Xi bit someone, he quickly carried her back and said anxiously, "Xiao Xi'er, stop biting unlucky things. What if you get something bad on you?"

God knows how Xu Wencen practiced. What if he increased his skills by eating all kinds of random things? How dirty that would be.

Yu Xi turned her head obediently: "Hmm."

It's just bad luck.

Cui Yuankui looked at Zhong Xian speechlessly and said, "Can you please stop spoiling me? I'm not that fragile. I'll be spoiled with a brother like you. Learn from me and let me participate in what I should participate in."

Zhong Xian: "Don't talk nonsense to me. Your parenting style is the problem. Xiao Xi'er is so young, she will get hurt."

Cui Yuankui: "You are just doting."

Zhong Xian: "You are being irresponsible and letting your child run free."

Xu Wencen was vomiting blood against the wall, and Zhong Xian and Cui Yuankui were arguing about how to educate Yu Xi.

No one dared to speak except them and Yu Xi who occasionally called out.

At this moment, Xu Wencen was finally able to speak. He looked at Zhong Xian with a smile covered in blood and said:

"Zhong Wenyu, who can be sure that no one can escape Cui Yuankui's barrier? It's well known that you and Cui Yuankui have a good relationship!"

This time, before Zhong Xian could speak, Cui Yuankui spoke first:

"Do you think I'll only let a few of us know about the situation here?"

He slowly drew his sword, walked towards Xu Wencen and said, "I have already informed Master that anyone found fabricating stories of demons harming people will be killed without mercy. This is an order from the Songshan Sect, the leader of the Five Great Immortal Sects."

If Xu Wencen did nothing, he might be able to leave Qiuluo City alive, but if he did something, he would never be able to leave alive.

Zhong Xian and Cui Yuan retreated cautiously, blocking all of Xu Wencen's escape routes.

Now Xu Wencen finally realized that he had nowhere to retreat and was doomed.

At this moment, he tried to stand up in panic, but Cui Yuankui was tired of his voice. He stepped forward and pierced his abdomen with a sword, directly destroying his dantian.

At the last moment, Xu Wencen looked at Zhong Xian and said sharply:

"Zhong Wenyu, a pure ghost body, creates disasters and attracts evil spirits. How can a disaster star like you who can even kill your parents be worthy of being the lord of a city!"

"Shut up!"

Cui Yuankui's face turned cold, and his spiritual energy surged, directly crushing Xu Wencen.

As for the monks who were with Xu Wencen, Cui Yuankui had them all taken to Songshan Sect for interrogation and punishment one by one.

There were quite a few people present at this time, and some citizens of Qiuluo City also heard what Xu Wencen said.

Pure ghost body...what is it?

"It's okay now."

Zhong Xian seemed not to have heard what Xu Wencen said. He glanced at everyone and smiled, "Don't worry, everyone go back first. I will deal with all those who want to slander Qiuluo City."

The people of Qiuluo City trust Zhong Xian unconditionally.

They were just worried about the demons hurting people. Now that they saw that Zhong Xian could handle it, what Xu Wencen said was no longer important, and they all retreated.

The refugees who helped Xu Wencen also wanted to leave, but Yu Xi jumped to the door of the room, blocking them with his hair standing on end.

These people were already frightened birds, and subconsciously wanted to kick Yu Xi away, but who would have thought that Zhong Xian, who was closest to them, knocked them to the ground with two hits.

It is true that Zhong Xian is a mortal, but he is also proficient in riding, archery and martial arts, so he can easily deal with other ordinary people.

When the refugees saw that it was Zhong Xian who attacked them, they thought they had a glimmer of hope and quickly got up and knelt down to beg for mercy:

"Lord City Lord, please spare us! Lord City Lord, please spare us! We were forced to do this. The immortals threatened us. If we don't help them, they will kill us!"

Zhong Xian squatted down and looked at the refugee kneeling on the ground at eye level.

"I just want to ask you one question."

He pointed to the murdered man and asked, "How did he die?"

"Yes, it's the Immortal..."

"Xu Wencen and the others are all imprisoned in the City Lord's Mansion."

Zhong Xian looked at the person in front of him indifferently.

Several people choked and looked up, meeting Zhong Xian's black and white eyes. Their miserable appearance was reflected in his clear eyes.

They suddenly didn't know what to say.

"why?"

Zhong Xian asked.

Is there something he did wrong?

What difficulties do refugees face in their lives?

Why would you kill others in such a cruel way just to help the immortal monks?

"why?"

Someone, seemingly unable to bear it any longer, said, "The Immortal Sect clearly wants to eliminate the demon race, but you let the demon race live in the city and let the rest of us live outside! What's the difference between you and the demon race?"

The place where they used to live was barren, it never rained all year round, and they couldn't even get enough food to eat.

But in Qiuluo City, even if they are just refugees, they can have enough food to eat!

Qiuluo City is so prosperous, but they are just refugees! They would rather let those monsters live in the city than not allow them to enter!

But the Immortal Sect promised them that as long as they removed the bell strings, they could enter Qiuluo City and become a part of this prosperous and bustling city. From then on, they would have a stable place to stay and would have no worries about food and clothing.

"We've all heard about it!"

They said sharply, "You are a pure ghost. You can even kill your parents. You are no different from the demons! You are not a good person at all, you are just a hypocrite!"

"Don't think you can keep deceiving us. Now that your physical condition has spread, your true identity will be known to everyone sooner or later!"


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