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The disciples from the sword-wielding hall inside the formation and the law enforcement hall outside the formation all hold long swords in their hands and are ready to fight!
As soon as these words came out, the disciples who were originally full of doubts suddenly drew their swords, and when they looked at others, there was a hint of wariness on their faces.
Shen Qingshi glanced at the compass with the hands stopped, and then raised his sleeves to look into the field. It was like a light breeze swept twice, and the many disciples who were crowded together felt as if they were hit by the strong wind, and were blown around and thrown to both sides. past.
Only one figure remained unaffected by the strong wind.
He was just blinded by the wind, and had to raise his sleeves to cover his face. When the wind stopped, the sound of whispering circled the whole place like a wave.
Gu Chengan above his head looked coldly at the Wuquan Mountain disciple standing alone, just waiting for Shen Qingshi's order to take the head of this demon spy!
However, before Shen Qingshi could speak, the man had already taken a step back with a look of panic on his face. He had a special identity and was not dull in temperament. He quickly noticed something when he saw this, so he wanted to leave. Unfortunately, the aura shield placed by Lin Hao covered the entire square, and the disciples of the Jianjian Hall headed by Gu Chengan were watching eagerly. , the Law Enforcement Hall disciples headed by Lin Hao also scattered outside the formation, obviously ready for a big battle.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the venue became tense!
Lu Rulin, who was standing on one side, suddenly sighed: "I didn't expect it to be him."
This person refers to Feng Zhihong, who dropped a drop of ink in front of his feet.
He was not the only one present who was surprised, many Wanjian Sect disciples who were familiar with Feng Zhihong also looked astonished.
Shen Qingshi¡¯s words just now are very clear. There is a demon spy in Wanjian Sect, standing among the disciples, and as soon as he takes action, Feng Zhihong is left alone. The meaning is self-evident.
But, is Feng Zhihong a monster?
This question turned into whispers in the ears of many disciples. They never dared to question Shen Qingshi out loud, but they were eager to get answers to their doubts, so they set their sights on Feng Zhihong.
Countless anxious eyes looked at him from top to bottom several times, and finally stopped on his seemingly calm face.
Feng Zhihong suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. He clenched his palms in his sleeves into fists, barely suppressing the uncontrollable panic, and then pursed his slightly trembling lips. He didn't have to turn around to look, and he could guess the expressions on the faces of the people on both sides, and he didn't have to listen carefully to what these people were talking about him.
To this day, he only wants to know how Shen Qingshi discovered his identity as a monster!
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Feng Zhihong's mind, and he couldn't help but remember the scene he saw at Qijian Mountain a few days ago.
Gu Chengan, he is also a demon!
"The Wanjian Sect must have some kind of magic weapon that can see through the aura of the demon clan!"
Feng Zhihong¡¯s heart trembled. He must send such news out, otherwise the plan will be disrupted by Shen Qingshi; but fourteen years of hard work will never come to nothing today¡ª¡ª
Before he could stop thinking, Shen Qingshi finally put away the compass in his hand that was no longer moving, and then said, "Who is standing under the stage?"
The elder holding the sword had empty hands. He stood with his hands behind his back, his face as cold as frost. Just seeing it would send chills down your spine. Today was the wedding ceremony between him and Gu Chengan. Dressing in red should have made people look happy, but he was different. Even though he was wearing a fiery red robe, his usually cold face remained emotionless.
Feng Zhihong still had a glimmer of hope. He loudly replied: "Return to the elder, disciple Feng Zhihong." He thought his voice was as loud as usual, but when he spoke, he realized that it was dry and hoarse.
After he finished speaking, Shen Qingshi swept over with his dark starry eyes and asked again: "What are the intentions of those who are hiding in my Wanjian Sect?"
Feng Zhihong swayed on the spot. He was quite handsome and always articulate. He was always very cheerful when talking to people. But at this moment, his face was ugly and he couldn't utter a word when asked by Shen Qingshi.
A moment later, Feng Zhihong suddenly bent his knees and knelt down. He said in a trembling voice: "Disciple, I don't mean to hide my identity. It's just that I have admired Wanjian Sect for a long time, so I want to go up the mountain to practice. Please forgive me!"
After saying one sentence, the whole place was in an uproar!
Shen Qingshi raised his hand, his voice gradually stopped, and he asked again: "You mean, you have nothing to do with the demon world."
Feng Zhihong nodded repeatedly. He clasped his hands on the ground and clasped his hands to the ground. His voice was full of anxiety: "Elder, please be aware that this disciple has nothing to do with the demon world!"
Shen Qingshi rolled up his sleeves and fell behind him. He took a step forward and said three words lightly: "I don't believe it."
After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and lookedQingshi said: "I hope I can learn something from this person's mouth."
Shen Qingshi said: "Chuanyin Muzhi, let him return to the clan as soon as possible."
An Zeyu came to several people at this time: "Qing Shi, what are you going to do next?"
Gu Chengan also slowly came over. He put away his sword and stood beside Shen Qingshi. His eyes moved slightly when he heard the words, and he concentrated on listening to what Shen Qingshi would answer.
"When Muzhi returns to the sect, it's time to bring back the news about the Huanyou Mountains. After hearing this, we can make plans." Shen Qingshi glanced down the stage and said to Lu Rulin, "The ceremony is over, let's arrange for the disciples to clean up this place."
Lu Rulin nodded.
Feng Zhihong had already taken it, and it was all over for today. Master Cang Yue and An Zeyu went to the Law Enforcement Hall. Several people nodded and returned to their respective dormitories to rest. Shen Qingshi and Gu Chengan remained where they were, with the rest of the group. The disciples who didn¡¯t leave.
For a long time, a sound came from somewhere¡ª¡ª
"Elder, is Senior Brother Gu really a monster?"
Shen Qingshi followed the sound, his bottomless black eyes were indifferent, and after a moment he asked, "What did you say?"
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The disciple was so frightened that his liver trembled. He swallowed, but his voice was still trembling: "Disciple, I didn't say anything!"
Shen Qingshi raised his hand and held Gu Chengan's wrist, and said softly: "Yes, Chengan is a demon, and he is the only demon allowed to exist in the Wanjian Sect." After saying that, he seemed to have unintentionally glanced at the disciple who asked the question, letting him The latter shivered, "Today is the ceremony for Cheng'an and I to practice together. We will meet again in the future and we will correct our previous names."
The cold voice and eyes of the sword-holding elder made the disciple's surroundings clear. He was alone in such a dangerous situation, which really reminded him of Feng Zhihong who had just been stabbed to the point of bleeding.
"Chief, elder, disciple, please remember this!"
Shen Qingshi said lightly ¡®hmm¡¯.
The disciple shrank back again and again, thinking a little aggrievedly: But obviously, Senior Brother Gu, bah, Senior Uncle Gu still calls you Master
But Shen Qingshi had already drifted away with Gu Chengan.
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