MTL - Estranged-Chapter 141 You didn't enjoy being a senior brother once, but you still want to be my senior uncle?

When the last meteor streaked down on the roof, the sky began to dim, and Yun Weisi also woke up completely from a nap.

He only slept for half an hour. After becoming a Taoist couple, the vision of heaven and earth dissipated, and he and Jiufang Changming talked at night on the roof, stealing half a day of leisure, Yun Weisi realized a little The leisure of ordinary people.

Thinking about his life, from the time he escaped from the capital when he was young, and after he escaped death, he has completely decoupled from the lives of ordinary people. It is not easy to have a moment of leisure with the person he has loved all his life, but this truth was beyond his comprehension when he was young. He is high-spirited, unrestrained, has both parents, and a clear family background. He never has to think about major events in life, let alone the mysteries of heaven and earth.

But looking back in the past in the void, the experience in Yuru Town made him realize that even if his father Yun Changan did not contradict the emperor, even if his grandfather Jia Cong was not questioned, his parents probably still could not escape the established fate , because everything was already arranged before he was born, and the only variable in his life was meeting Jiufang Changming.

As soon as he opened his eyes, someone was hitting the barrier outside.

The ghostly aura rushed towards the face, and with the force of the storm, the barrier connected with spiritual power shook, and Yun Weisi was also affected.

He frowned, pushed the door open, slashed forward with his finger as a sword, deflected the attack, and shouted: "Yao Wangnian, why are you crazy!"

The ghostly aura suddenly subsided, and Yao Wangnian stepped out of the black tornado.

"Where is Jiufang Changming?"

He looked like he was inquiring about his crimes, and his originally blue and white face seemed to be even more ugly.

Yun Weisi noticed something strange: "He went to heal a little fox spirit, what, something happened?"

Yao Wangnian: "Jiang Li is gone!"

Yun Weisi frowned: "Why didn't you disappear, Luomei came?"

"No, he went by himself."

Yao Wangnian looked gloomy. He went to the pharmacy early in the morning to find someone. The shopkeeper said that Jiang Li said goodbye to him in the middle of the night last night. Yao Wangnian didn't believe it, and mobilized his ghosts to search Hongluo Town all over, and had to admit that what the shopkeeper said was true.

Yun Weisi pondered, "Did he encounter any accident?"

Yao Wangnian: "There are no traces of fighting around the pharmacy. He left voluntarily. Have you spoken to him?"

Yun Weisi: "How do you say this?"

Yao Wangnian said coldly: "Jiang's heart is soft and impulsive. If others say a few words, he can help him with all his strength. If you didn't say something to him, why did he leave suddenly?"

Yun Weisi raised his eyebrows: "You Daoist Yao defended his brother's heart, Yun was very moved, not to mention that we didn't say anything to Sect Master Jiang alone, you have always regarded Sect Master Jiang as an enemy for so many years, and now brothers know each other , back to the old good, you feel guilty, do you want to blame others?"

"What did you say?"

Yao Wangnian's dark voice was accompanied by a sudden approaching breath, and the ghostly aura suddenly surged and swept over.

He died in vain for many years, but he couldn't ask for it. He had nowhere to vent his resentment. His temperament was very different from before his life. At this time, if he disagreed with him, he would kill him. Think to death!

Yun Weisi had heard from Chang Ming earlier that although Yao Wangnian had the same purpose as them and was in the same camp, the experience of this man over the years made him far from being an ordinary person, and he would easily go astray and go astray. It wasn't surprising to see the other party turn their backs when they said they would turn their backs. He waved his sleeves and shot out, and the ghostly aura came to him, and all of them turned into water droplets and fell to the ground. Yao Wangnian's complexion was uncertain, and his figure froze slightly, as if recovering. A little clear.

At this time, a voice came from behind him: "Why is Daoist Yao so angry?"

The sound implies bells and drums beating, like a lion's roar, which just restrains Yao Wangnian's ghostly nature.

He looked back sideways, and it really was Jiufang Changming.

"Where's Jiang Li?"

A piece of letter paper popped out of Jiufang Changming's hand, and Yao Wangnian caught it without thinking.

"I went out today and found that he left a letter."

The letter was hidden on the flower tree outside, and when it saw him, it fell, and the flowers and leaves turned into letter paper and floated into Chang Ming's hands.

"Jiang Sect Master said, this Qianlinhui, the Wanjian Immortal Sect has a large number of people, and I am afraid that Luomeijing Hongluo Town has been prepared for a long time. He is worried that the four of us will be difficult to match and all will be lost, so he took the first step and explored for us. Lu, let us follow behind, play by ear, and if necessary—”

When necessary, use me as a bait, give up your life for righteousness, and stick to your wish. There is only one request, please senior brother and two fellow Taoists try our best to rescue Fellow Daoist Chi, she fell down to this point because of me, I have owed my senior brother a lot in this life, and I definitely don't want to owe her any more.

There is no need for Chang Ming to say what happened later, Yao Wangnian has already read it from the letter.

He hadn't seen Jiang Li's handwriting for many years. He thought he had forgotten everything about Wanjian Xianzong, but when he saw this letter, the past flooded back like a tide, submerging the sea of ​​consciousness.

Jiang Li is such a person, Yao Wangnian knows it.

Kind-hearted, soft-hearted, lazy to eat, and unhappy things never stay with the other party for more than half a day. Jiang Li is not like himself, he is dedicated to cultivation, and he is so arrogant. Same family, brother, he doesn't want to disappoint any of them.

Such a person is very suitable to be the head of the sect, but not suitable to be the head of the sect.

How could such a person go to Luomei to settle accounts?

He was afraid that he would be taken down by the opponent before he could fight against Luomei.

"I'll go find him."

Yao Wangnian burned the letter paper to ashes and turned to leave, but Chang Ming stopped him.

"You want to stop me?" He was murderous, his eyes were red.

Chang Ming said: "Let's go together, but we can't go like this. Jiang Li has no chance of winning against Shang Luomei alone, but for some purpose, Luo Mei won't kill him for the time being. We will split into two groups. You and Yun Weisi are together Waiting for an opportunity to save people in the dark, I will go from the light."

Yao Wangnian: "How do I get to the Ming Dynasty?"

Jiufang Changming: "Naturally, I will participate in the Qianlin Club."

Yao Wangnian frowned: "Those who attend the meeting must show their famous cards. The cards say they are from the Chen Ming sect, and they must not be falsely confused. Where did you get the famous cards?"

Jiufang Changming smiled slightly, and took out a red stamped post from his sleeve. At first glance, it looked like an ordinary invitation card, but the edge of the paper was slightly glowing, but in fact, it was invulnerable to water and fire, and would not rot for a hundred years.

When I opened the post, the name on it came into my head—

Jinque Taoist Palace, Sun Wuxia.

Uncle and nephew He Bai, Sun Wuxia, who was traveling with Chi Bijiang, fell into the sand in Hongluo Town, his uncle He Bai died, and his nephew, Sun Wuxia, lost his arm. In this state, it is already impossible to go to the Qianlin Club, Jiufang Changming Simply asking for his famous post came in handy.

Sun Wuxia, a rookie disciple of Jinque Taoist Palace, has thus changed his appearance.

"Where's He Bai's famous card?" Yun Weisi reached out to him, "I'll go with you."

Jiufang Changming smiled and said, "You didn't enjoy being a senior brother once, but you still want to be my senior uncle?"

Yun Weisi: "Luomei recognizes you."

Jiufang Changming: "You forgot the art of controlling objects and transforming gods. It's not difficult for me to pretend."

Yun Weisi: "I don't want to be separated from you."

After becoming a Taoist couple, he naturally doesn't have to hide his feelings when he expresses his feelings. These words are very open and aboveboard.

Jiufang Changming: "It's not a good thing for the two of us to appear at the same time, you understand. The spirits of Sect Master Jiang and Fellow Daoist Chi need someone to save them, Weisi, trust me."

He seldom calls Yun Weisi without his surname, and even in the Jade Emperor Temple, he used to call him with his surname.

Yun Weisi only felt that the last five words carried invisible magic power, which made him suddenly unable to say a word.

He never had the slightest disbelief in Jiufang Changming. From decades ago to now, even if he has been shaken and possessed, it is only doubting himself.

"Okay, you said it, remember your own words, don't make any mistakes." Yun Weisi gave him a deep look.

"rest assured."

Yun Weisi and Yao Wangnian took a step first, they took a shortcut, Jiang Ligang was not far away at this moment, maybe he could stop people outside Zhengrong Villa, Jiufang Changming took the official route with a name card, he went to the meeting alone , naturally too eye-catching, it would be better to find monks from other sects to go with them on the road.

Although he said he was relieved to Yun Weisi, he was not as sure as he appeared on the surface.

The strength of the enemy, Jiufang Changming is clearer than anyone else.

Luo Mei is not only profound in cultivation, he has exhausted all his tricks and is extremely patient. In order to make arrangements, he did not hesitate to use two personal disciples who worshiped him like his father to make arrangements, spanning decades, and took all the people in the world into his hands. If Chi Bijiang hadn't left an opening in Liuhe Zhutian Formation, if Jiufang Changming and Yun Weisiyuan hadn't died with him, they would have lost by now.

Now, once again, Luomei had already prepared for the fight in Hongluo Town. Even if they were divided into two groups, one in the light and the other in the dark, there might be many variables in this trip.

But he must lure Luo Mei to fight him in public, only in this way can he force the opponent to show his true colors.

Jiufang Changming lowered his head.

He held a piece of white paper in the shape of a human in his hand, and with a light vibration of his fingers, the paper human seemed to be soaked in water and swelled, and soon became life-sized, and then slowly moved closer to Chang Ming, from head to toe, tightly pasted , and Chang Ming's face also began to change.

The originally slightly pointed chin is slightly rounded, but the eyes are narrower and longer, the nose is a bit sunken than before, the sideburns are moved back, the corners of the mouth are turned down, and the frosty white hair is instantly black.

Even though the details of his facial features have only changed slightly, and together he has changed into a different person, even if he looks in the mirror by himself now, he may still feel strange.

There is still a sword missing, Chang Ming thought, and opened his hand to call out the Chang Ming Sword.

"The sword has a sword spirit. I know you are my Sifeijian. The sword spirit has followed me all the way, and by chance, it will come to me from Chi Bijiang."

The sword buzzed in the air, as if it understood his words.

Jiufang Changming smiled.

Not Dao, not Buddha, not demon, not Confucianism.

When he owned the Sifei Sword at the time, he actually had some heroic fantasies of a young man swinging his sword around and shaking the world, otherwise he would not have taken such a conceited name, but Sifeijian really followed him everywhere. , all the way through thorns and thorns, accompanied him to the top of the mountain, accompanied him to seek defeat alone, and smashed his body for him, fulfilled his mission and responsibility, and now followed him to more than a hundred years ago to help him turn things around.

"This time, you and I are going to fight side by side again, but you have to be wronged and pretend for a while. Sun Wuxia has a Zhiqiu sword, so you should change into its appearance first."

Chang Ming waved his sleeve and flicked it, the light of the Sifei Sword disappeared, its color and pattern changed, and it fell into his hands again.

He put the sword on his back, facing the morning sun, and walked forward.