Chapter 75 Seventy-five Disciples

"..."

Su He paused for a moment, froze, turned his head to look at Zhou Xuanming, frowned slightly, and finally made a decision.

"As a teacher, ask your senior brother to help you."

Let that guy Xiao Jingyi come, how can that be done?!

Zhou Xuanming leaned forward in front of Su He, raised his jade-like clear and handsome face, looked at her with bright black eyes, and said with a bit of softness in his voice: "Senior Brother's hand is heavy, don't wait for him to bandage it."

It’s over, my disciple is going to be in pain to death. Master, can you help me?”

Su He was unmoved.

His slender fingers pulled Su He's sleeve and shook it gently: "Master, do you want to watch your disciple die of pain..."

"..."

Su He glanced at him. The young man looked at her pitifully, like a big dog begging for food. He was speechless for a moment, helpless at the young man's actions. He raised his arm slightly and pulled out the pinched sleeve.

"Okay, sit up straight and don't pinch your teacher's sleeves all day long. It's unbecoming."

The tone seemed to be reprimanding, but in fact it contained an indulgence that Su He didn't realize.

"I tried several ways to become possessed by demons, but none of them succeeded. I heard that the demonic realm in the Demon Realm has the heaviest demonic energy, so I went there."

Su He lowered his eyes and saw that there were five streaks on his chest.

But they were all sword wounds.

There were many wounds on the young man's body, and each one was a long sword wound.

"You... are both immortal and demon cultivators?"

"Master wanted to conquer the demon clan, and my disciple felt that he was the best candidate, so... he went to the demon clan."

But such a legendary thing happened to his disciple. Su He was not surprised at first, but felt a little worried.

After Zhou Xuanming showed it to Su He, he held it in his hand, withdrew the demonic energy, and then released the spiritual energy.

The edges of the wound were neat, indicating that the sword was definitely a sharp sword.

"What was suppressed under the crack was the demon beast Zhuhuan. The magic beads condensed by the first-generation demon lord on it allowed him to overcome the resistance of the high-level demon bloodline and transform from demon into demon. The disciple got the magic bead.

Fusion.”

Zhou Xuanming saw her worry, stood up and walked to Su He, held her shoulders, asked her to sit down, and spoke slowly.

She walked around behind the young man, and there was a sword wound diagonally from his left shoulder on his back.

This shock made Zhou Xuanming realize that the master was angry.

She spread the powder with an expressionless face, without saying a word. The air pressure around her body dropped significantly, exuding a chill.

"How did this become like this?" Su He asked.

The young man's eyes flashed and he said: "Master, don't be angry, look."

The two demon clans in this realm have been isolated from the world for nearly a hundred years and do not know how to refine swords. Where did they come from such swords?

I’ve said it all, so what’s the point of backing off now?

He looked at Su He with his bright black eyes and said slowly: "Master, are you surprised?"

When Zhou Xuanming heard this, he raised the corners of his lips, sat upright, and retracted his fingers obediently.

She suppressed the anger in her heart and tried to make her voice sound calm: "Continue."

Xuan Ming's temperament has really not changed at all, he is reckless and stubborn.

What on earth had he done behind her back in the past half month to deserve so many injuries?

Su He looked unhappy and picked up the medicine bottle on the table. The medicine powder fluttered down and landed on the boy's wound.

Su He was condescending, looked down at the young man, picked up the sharp long scarf on the stone table, placed it in front of the young man, and said in a cold voice: "Shouldn't you explain it to my teacher?"

"That's right, Master, as you can see." Zhou Xuanming said with burning eyes.

But when Su He saw this, he lowered his eyes and fell silent.

Zhou Xuanming vaguely noticed that his master was not in the right mood.

As soon as these words came out.

The young man was dawdling and he didn't know what he was thinking. Su He didn't know why, so he looked at him and said, "What are you dawdling about? Take off your clothes."

In order to let the evil spirit corrode me, I drew it myself.

But the clothes on her body were clearly mixed with old and new, indicating that he had been hurt while avoiding her in the past half month.

Su He had the answer in his mind, but he still couldn't help but confirm it.

Hearing this, Zhou Xuanming calmed down.

He was obviously the one who mentioned it first, but now he feels a little shy when it comes to the end.

Here, facing the woman's gaze, Zhou Xuanming felt inexplicably a little embarrassed, and his ears felt a little hot.

Zhou Xuanming's hands on his side tightened, and he lowered his eyes, thinking about how to forget it.

The moment he saw the demonic energy, Su He frowned, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he took his hand to check.

Zhou Xuanming has a perfect figure, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, firm muscles and clear lines, and six perfect abdominal muscles arranged on the abdomen. Even though his body is covered with scars, he does not look ugly at all, but has a kind of battle-damaged beauty.

But that is basically equivalent to a fairy tale in the world of cultivation, and no one would think that this situation would happen in reality.

Su He became angry and scolded him in a cold voice: "My teacher told you a long time ago that this matter will be resolved by our teacher. Who allowed you to make the decision without permission?"

Zhou Xuanming briefly described the incident.

Su He instantly understood what he meant, and his face turned even darker: "So why did you go to the demon clan? Become a demon?"

Forget about the injury on his arm, it was scratched by gravel. Su He just thought it was an accident that he suffered at the bottom of the cliff and didn't say anything.

Zhou Xuanming didn't take this experience very seriously and said, "I'm fine, Master, don't be angry."

Xuan Ming is possessed?

No...that's not right!

From the beginning to now, she has not felt the demonic energy in him. Even if he became a member of the Nether Clan, Su He would not be unable to feel the demonic aura.

Thinking about it, the young man pursed his lips slightly, lowered his eyes and did not dare to look directly at Su He. He opened his collar, pulled off his shirt, and lowered it to his waist, revealing his cold white and thin upper body.

What's more, he can still use his spiritual power to wield a sword, so he can't be a demon.

Su He then looked down at the person in front of him and said, "Take off your shirt and take a look at it."

The next second, Su He, who was halfway done, suddenly put the medicine bottle on the table with a "bang" sound. The porcelain bottle collided with the stone table and made a crisp sound.

Some have red bloody scabs that look like they have been there for a while, and some have not completely healed yet, obviously they are recent injuries.

He actually didn't want to hide it from her.

There is no precedent for the dual cultivation of immortals and demons in Lingyuan Continent.

It sounds simple to him, but once you think about it, the process is not pleasant.

"But I didn't expect that I was not completely possessed by the devil. The natal spiritual fire in my body accidentally caused the spiritual energy and the devilish energy to coexist, which led to the current situation."

Unless he injured himself with Changjiang.

I just didn't expect Su He to be so angry when he saw his injury.

As he spoke, Zhou Xuanming stretched out his right hand, palm upward, and released a cluster of demonic energy.

After Su He listened and went through it in his mind, he understood the reason why the boy hurt himself.

Not angry? How could you not be angry?

Su He gave him a cold look, endured his anger, stood up, picked up the medicine and white cloth, bandaged Zhou Xuanming, and coldly threw the medicine bottle on the table.

"This time, just let me think about your mistakes here. Think about where you went wrong, and come back to see me when you figure it out."

After saying that, he turned around and left.
Chapter completed!