Chapter 110 One Hundred and Ten Disciples

Su He tried hard to control the violent thoughts in his heart again, pulled down the hair tie from his eyes, and frowned: "You two, get out if you continue to argue."

Seeing her pull down her hair tie, Zhou Xuanming immediately put away the flames burning on Qi Yuan and ran to Su He: "Master..."

Qi Yuan looked at the tail that had been burned with a large bald patch of scales, and glanced at Zhou Xuanming with a very serious look. He glanced at the ugly-faced Su He next to him, and immediately became silent and extremely quiet.

Su He ignored the two of them and went straight into the inner room. Without looking at the bloody skirt on his body, he took out a clean piece of clothing and put it on.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the blood-stained clothes on the ground. She clenched her fists at her sides. After a long time, she slowly spoke with a hint of sluggishness in her voice: "Xuan Ming, help me throw these out."

It's not that Su He has never had blood on her hands, nor is she afraid of blood. If her body was stained with blood today and she saw the blood of any other enemy, she wouldn't even blink.

But... this is the blood of her disciples.

Su He will never forget how hot the blood splashed on her face when the disciples who fought alongside her had their throats slashed by the swords of these monks.

But Su He could not kill these monks in exchange for their lives. Su He was not afraid of the blood, but felt guilty and did not dare to look at it.

Just one look at it, and you can't hold back the surging murderous intention in your heart.

One person and one snake briefly reached a harmonious tacit understanding, and quietly stayed by Su He's side.

The violent emotions in my heart gradually calmed down.

He gathered his thoughts and quietly walked to the futon next to Su He and sat down.

Su He also knew that they couldn't let go if they didn't watch, so he nodded.

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After doing all this, Zhou Xuanming felt a very strong sense of shame in his heart. He felt that he was... sick. This kind of behavior was simply unbecoming of a gentleman. The young man's mind was as messed up as a ball of twine, and he raised his hand and slapped him hard.

I slapped myself and managed to calm down a bit.

She opened her eyes, and Shen Zilian and the others just entered the main hall.

Zhou Xuanming felt his cheeks feel hot, and then he suddenly turned his straight steps and walked toward his residence while carrying his clothes.

He hugged these clothes with some shame in his heart. Feeling hot to the touch and dizzy, he walked to his room.

The two demon clans outside were taken away by Ran and Yinlang and lived in the nearby forest.

…

On the way back, Zhou Xuanming did a lot of mental construction to make himself look normal. However, the moment he walked in and saw Su He, his ears suddenly started to burn again.

Seeing this, Zhou Xuanming walked out holding his clothes.

The follow-up matters of Ji Qing Sect have been roughly handled.

"Junior sister, how do you feel?" Shen Zilian said when he saw Su He.

His eyes caught sight of the blood on Qiyuan's black robe: "Go and change clothes, Master doesn't want to see blood now."

Su He walked out of the room in confusion, his eyes passing by Qi Yuan, sitting on the futon where he usually meditates, silently reciting the Qingxin Mantra.

Su He calmed down and the buzzing irritability disappeared from his mind. The footsteps of Shen Zilian and others as they arrived could clearly be heard in his ears.

These are not tears that turn into pearls, but the tears of a rare species in the world of cultivation. Its tears have a light and far-reaching fragrance that is refreshing and tranquil. Only one drop can be obtained with a specific method.

"Sword Master asked me, the old man, to show you, and then everyone will leave."

She...will do terrible things.

He threw the bloody dress into the brazier and burned it all. When the last piece of clothing was left, Zhou Xuanming wanted to throw it into the brazier, but after picking it up and waiting for a long time, he finally failed to throw it in.

Zhou Xuanming took out the special bottle containing Merman's Tears, opened it and placed it next to Su He.

Su He was immersed in this state and didn't notice the passage of time.

These Mermaid Tears are pretty good, let them find more later.

Su He is much better now and said with a gentle expression: "I'm fine now, senior brother. Everyone is exhausted today. If nothing happens, go back and rest early. Don't worry about me."

Zhou Xuanming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the expression on her face softened.

until night.

The monks from each of the nine sects were all sent to the ten major mining areas to dig coal and do hard labor.

Originally planning to throw it away, the young man lowered his eyes and saw a white bellyband embroidered with cloud patterns mixed in the white clothes.

He suddenly stared, looking at the clothes in his arms like he was holding a hot potato, and his ears turned red.

The injured and injured disciples had just barely made arrangements.

At this time, when I heard Master's voice, I quickly went in and picked up the blood-stained clothes on the ground. When I walked out and passed Qiyuan, I whispered into the other person's ear with deep eyes: "Master, the situation is very serious now.

Okay, don't bother her. If you really care about Master, you and I can talk about it later."

The master wanted to meditate, but Zhou Xuanming suddenly remembered the Mermaid Tears that the little demon under his command had presented to him earlier. The Mermaid Tears had the effect of enchanting the human mind and calming the mind.

She had to control these murderous intentions as soon as possible. The sect and the three clans still had many things that needed her.

He... just lock it and don't touch it or look at it. Master won't be angry.

There is Master...Master's little clothes inside. It's definitely not okay to leave them outside like this.

Zhou Xuanming's heart began to rise as early as when Su He entered the inner room alone. He heard the rustling sound of clothes and knew that Master was changing clothes, so he felt relieved.

With a burning face, the young man opened a locked cabinet, randomly put it in, and then locked it. After locking it, he felt it was not enough, so he added three layers of formations to the box.

As Han Qingyi was a visitor from his sect, Shen Zilian arranged him into the guest room and took Elder Yaofeng to Jianfeng Peak, followed by Xiao Jingyi, Jingyu and many others.

After placing the shark's tears beside Su He, Su He only felt that he could smell a light and distant fragrance on the tip of his nose, and then the whole person seemed to be on a soft and comfortable grass. The sound of the slow flowing stream hit his ears, like spring.

The first sunshine shines gently on my face, and a slight breeze blows by, bringing with it a gentle fragrance.

The bloodstains inside and outside the Jingqing Sect's mountain gate and on the white jade stone steps took countless buckets of water and sweeping to clean up.

Although Qi Yuan was annoyed by Zhou Xuan Ming, he had to admit that this guy was more attentive and caring than him. He snorted coldly, then slipped away, went to another room, and changed into clean clothes.

After some investigation, the master of Yao Peak frowned slightly: "Sword Master's situation seems to be a precursor to going crazy."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

"Can meditators also become possessed by evil spirits?"

Aren’t the human monks always the ones who go crazy?

When Qi Yuan heard the words, he suddenly sat up straight: "Of course. There are three types of meditation. Sword Master is Ling Ming. Among the three types of meditation, only Ling Ming can be like a human being and become possessed. Normally.

Ling Ming is a normal person before death.

Sexuality, but after becoming obsessed with evil, it varies from person to person, and may become murderous, violent, or obsessed with deep, dark and evil. The situation is different. Seven or eight hundred years ago, the Nether Clan had a Nether Clan who was obsessed with it and went crazy.

He became a demon and became an evil god."
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