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"I'm your senior brother, no matter how much you dislike me, you can't kill me. Otherwise, Xianmen's punishment is a trivial matter. I'm afraid you can't stand the master alienating you, right?" Xiao Qinghe said with a smile.

The young man on the opposite side lowered his eyes and did not answer.

"You don't dare to kill me, so I'm not afraid of your anger. I deliberately attracted the Illusory Demon..." Xiao Qinghe smiled wickedly, "Because I entered the secret realm back then, I almost fell into her hands."

Xuan Ling remained calm and silent.

Seeing his calm appearance, Xiao Qinghe felt an eyesore, "Guess what illusion I got?"

He just asked, but he didn't intend to listen to the other party's answer, so before waiting for the boy to respond, he laughed to himself: "What I saw should be... the same as you? Let me guess, you saw Master, right? ?"

The young man raised his eyes slightly and stared at him.

Xiao Qinghe knew that he did not dare to kill himself. As he just said, if this guy kills him, he may not care how Xianmen punishes him, but he is absolutely afraid of facing the master, afraid that the master will disappoint him.

Therefore, he did not dare to kill his fellow brothers and sisters.

Xiao Qinghe was almost unscrupulous, grinned and said: "Senior brother is not as calm as you, although he recovered in time, but he did see her take off... tsk, even if it is not the body of the master himself, But watching her take off is also very good..."

He was deliberately pissing him off.

The boy's pupils froze slightly, staring at him without blinking.

Xiao Qinghe couldn't help but laugh.

- But soon, his laughter froze, unable to laugh anymore.

The throat seemed to be pinched by something, and the breathing gradually became less smooth, and then it was completely blocked.

Xiao Qinghe opened his eyes in horror.

The young man just stood there, did not move at all, a pair of clear ink pupils stared at him, Xiao Qinghe clearly saw that those eyes showed a strange color.

Black magic power poured out, surrounding the warm white-clothed boy, the beautiful snow lotus between his eyebrows gradually turned blood red, and the pupils were demonic and glistening.

The devil raised his lips slightly, with a sinister and powerful aura, Xiao Qinghe felt that his bones were being oppressed by every inch, making an audible creaking sound.

Because of the suffocation and oppression, his face flushed as if he had seen the devil.

The blood lotus flickered slightly, and the beautiful and wicked boy raised his lips and squinted his eyes. It was clearly the cold expression of the devil in the demon world, but his voice was slightly cold:

"Master won't blame me..."

He tilted his head slightly, and his voice was soft:

"No one knows how you died."

These words fell, and the former imposing and powerful disciple of Xianmen fell to the ground without life.

The young man lowered his eyes, his blood-colored pupils were wicked, and he glanced at the corpse indifferently, and walked away.

...

a few days later.

With the conclusion of this Xianmen Secret Realm expedition, a news of death shocked everyone.

The great disciple of Xianmen, buried in the secret realm!

Xianmen was shocked, but only Xiao Qinghe showed magic power, and it was judged that it was done by people from the devil world.

Others, without any clues.

After Xuan Ling returned to the bamboo house, Yu Chu looked at him up and down for a few seconds and made sure that the boy was not injured, so he was slightly relieved, "Nothing happened."

"No." The boy rolled his eyes.

Yu Chu looked at him, but suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it really okay?"

Xuan Ling paused slightly, pursed his lips, and after two seconds of silence, he carefully raised his eyes to look at her: "Master... I didn't do anything bad, Master believes in me."