"Zhuang Ping, as the lord of Zhijin City, you have captured monks many times and tortured and killed them. Today, in the name of Jiying Palace, I will rid the world of cultivation of this scourge of you!"

Wen Lingyu turned his head and looked at the source of the sound, only to see Zuo Qiumo appearing at the door. Next to him stood a tall man with dozens of people behind him.

Is this the person from Jiying Palace?
Zuo Qiumo's appearance was really timely.

"Little junior sister, come and give me a hand."

Xiao Chisheng was carrying a monk on his shoulders as he struggled to walk out of the secret room.

"Oh, okay, Fourth Senior Brother." Wen Lingyu quickly went over to help.

Seeing him and Zhang Qiang helping the weak monks out, those who came from Jiyingdian also ran over to help. With the combined efforts of everyone, all the trapped monks were rescued within a short time. .

The evidence was conclusive, and seeing that he couldn't run away, Zhuang Ping had no choice but to surrender.

"Keeper Zhou, can you ask Fellow Daoist Zuo to take a look at my son?" He begged and looked at the man standing next to Zuo Qiumo. Zhou Ke was one of the guardians of Jiying Hall.

Unexpectedly, before Zhou Ke could answer, Zuo Qiumo, who was standing nearby, sneered, "He is going to die, there is no need to save him."

After a moment of silence, Zhuang Ping looked at him with some collapse, "Why can't he be saved? Aren't you a medical practitioner?" He checked and found that there were no signs of injury on Shaozong's body.

"His illness meant he should have died a long time ago." Zuo Qiumo looked indifferently at Zhuang Shaozong, who was lying in his arms with blood still flowing out of his mouth.

This bitch should have died a long time ago. If it weren't for Zhuang Shaoping to experience the pain of regaining something, he wouldn't have saved him.

Zhuang Ping was stunned. His son's illness.
"Didn't you say that Shaozong's illness has been completely cured?"

"I lied to you."

lied to him.

Zhuang Ping suddenly laughed and looked at Zuo Qiumo with an evil look in his eyes.

But Zuo Qiumo continued as if he hadn't seen it, "Shouldn't he die? The things you have done with him over the years are enough to kill him eleven thousand times. Do you think you are just pretending to the people? Can you show me some small favors to offset the fact that you have killed so many innocent people?"

Wen Lingyu looked at Zuo Qiumo.

Sure enough, as she guessed, he had a grudge against the City Lord's Mansion.

"Who are you?" Zhuang Ping looked at Zuo Qiumo's face, trying hard to recall the people he had killed in the past, but he couldn't remember the existence of such a person.

Is it to avenge his family?

"Oh, who am I? City Lord Zhuang is such a noble person and forgets things. When you paid me a lot of money to treat your son, you were so sincere." He said that he would die for his son, as long as he could help. Even if he was not cured, he would be thanked by thousands of people for treatment, and even he was deceived.

He was young at that time. After losing his parents, he relied on the medical skills he had learned since childhood to treat people in the city to support himself. However, Zhuang Ping came to him with tears and snot in his eyes, saying that he had to go through all kinds of hardships to raise his son alone. Easy, but the child has been sick since childhood.

He felt compassion, and even though the people around him vaguely advised him not to go, he still went anyway thinking of the doctor's benevolence.

As a result, after he discovered that Zhuang Shaozong's illness could not be cured, Zhuang Ping changed his previous attitude and threw him in Zhuang Shaozong's yard.

Let him do whatever he wants.

His legs were disabled since he was a child and he relied on a wheelchair to move around. After losing his wheelchair, Zhuang Shaozong was not afraid of him escaping at all. He just threw him in the yard and beat, scolded and humiliated him every day.

Fortunately, he loved to help people heal their illnesses on weekdays. He once helped a servant of the city lord's mansion, and that servant secretly sent Zhuang Shaozong to the mansion from the dog hole while Zhuang Shaozong wasn't paying attention.

He escaped all the way out of the city and crawled into the demon world.

He found a way to heal his legs there, but becoming a demon was not his original intention, and he did not want to increase his cultivation by taking human lives like other demons.

He used the magic weapon to disguise himself and returned to Zhijin City just to kill Zhuang Shaozong and Zhuang Ping.

The reason why Zhuang Shaozong recovered so quickly from his illness was just because he used the magic weapon as a cover-up. Now that he stopped using the magic weapon, his true colors were naturally revealed.

"You bastard, how dare you harm my son!" Zhuang Ping became angry and took out a sword from the storage ring and stabbed Zuo Qiumo.

Zhou Ke waved his hand directly and asked the people behind him to gather around him.

Zhuang Shaozong died before he could be carried out.

Zhuang Ping held his body and refused to leave, and was finally dragged away in tears.After Zhou Ke finally nodded to them to say goodbye, he also left the city lord's palace with the large group of people, leaving only a few people from Jiying Palace to clean up the mess.

Finally, Wen Lingyu and the others were invited out of the city lord's mansion.

A few people were sitting in a teahouse near the city lord's palace, drinking tea.

Wen Lingyu sighed with pity, "Hey, what a pity, Second Senior Brother, your spiritual stone for repairing the kitchen is gone again." The city lord has fallen, where can they go to get the spiritual stone.

Gui Shuangyin smiled, "Although there is no spirit stone, it is still a kind of experience, isn't it?"

Look, the disciples of the big sects have a good attitude.

Lingshi doesn't care.

Song Qian said, "Well, the Golden Sands Secret Realm will be opened in a few days. Then I will kill more monsters and we will have spiritual stones."

Jiang Qingbai felt comforted.

"Elder brother is the most powerful, and he will definitely be able to kill everyone when the time comes!" Xiao Chisheng immediately boasted.

Xing Zhang on the side was a little unconvinced, "Huh, my senior brother is the most powerful disciple of our Sword Control Sect. I will definitely kill more monsters than your senior brother by then!"

Xiao Chisheng rolled up his sleeves, "If it weren't for my senior brother this time, could we have wiped out the city lord's mansion so smoothly? You didn't help at all, huh."

Gui Shuangyin touched his nose in shame.

He really wasn't that helpful.

"If it weren't for my senior brother and I, you two alchemists would have been chopped into pieces before we even entered the city lord's palace." How could Xing Zhang bear to say that to his senior brother, even though they had no help? It's not a big deal, but he brought them into the city lord's mansion anyway.

Wen Lingyu covered his head and felt a little headache.

Fortunately, Gui Shuangyin dragged Xing Zhang away in time.

"Fellow Daoist Song, I will take my junior brother back first to prepare the things I need to bring into the Jinsha Secret Realm, and then I will leave first."

Xing Zhang said, "Xiao Chisheng, just wait for me. Once you enter the Jinsha Secret Realm, I will show you who the number one in the world of cultivation has the surname of!"

After Xing Zhang's voice finally stopped being heard, Wen Lingyu looked at Zuo Qiumo curiously.

"Fellow Daoist Zuo, are you a demon cultivator?"

Song Qian's hand holding the sword tightened.

Zhang Qiang was a little surprised. He didn't expect the junior sister to ask so directly.

Xiao Chisheng looked dumbfounded, as if he had just heard some shocking news.

Only Jiang Qingbai looked calm.

"Yeah." Seeing that her question was so straightforward, Zuo Qiumo didn't hide it.

Wen Lingyu covered her mouth, looked around, then poked her little head and asked quietly, "Then how do you cover up the devil's energy?" She had heard from her master before that the demons in the devil world and the humans in their cultivation world In addition to the difference in cultivation methods, there is also the fact that they carry spiritual energy, while the demons carry devilish energy.

"I used a magic weapon to cover up the demonic energy."

"Wow, there is such a useful thing." Is there a magic weapon that can cover the spiritual energy?

"Then was your leg healed in the demon world?"

Zuo Qiumo was silent. After he became a demon, he practiced the demon skills and his disabled legs were healed.

Seeing him like this, Wen Lingyu guessed that he acquiesced.

He asked him with a strange look on his face, "Then why didn't you tell Xiaolu that you were possessed by a demon to heal your legs?" In this case, if Xiaolu was possessed by a demon, could his eyes be cured as well?
Zuo Qiumo felt that he had met a monk like Wen Lingyu for the first time.

He asked in shock, "Don't you hate demons?"

Good night (`) heartfelt

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