Chapter 1274 Ingratitude

Zhongzhou, bamboo forest, wooden house.

"Pianran, I feel like you've been a little distracted these days, what's on your mind?" Yan Beichen asked with concern on his face.

Qin Pianran lightly frowned, a look of worry flashed across his eyes, and said, "I don't know why, but I've been feeling a little uneasy recently."

After a short pause, Qin Pianran smiled again, pretending to be relaxed, "Bei Chen, don't worry, it's nothing, it should be fine in a few days."

"Uneasy?"

Yan Beichen looked solemn, shook his head and said, "This is a whim. With your cultivation level, this symptom will not appear for no reason!"

"It doesn't make sense. I have already escaped with a fake death, and I even returned the Asura sword. How can there be any danger?"

"What's more, even if it is dangerous, it is difficult to find here."

Yan Beichen fell into contemplation, his eyes fell on Qin Pianran unintentionally, and he couldn't help but move in his heart.

"What's wrong?"

Qin Pianran asked.

Yan Beichen used to be a titled disciple of the Shura Sect. He had seen too much blood and rain, and people were calculating. At this time, he already had a guess in his heart.

The two of them were exposed, nothing more than two situations.

Either someone followed his traces or followed Qin Pianran's clues!

He was in the Shura Sect and did not leave anything behind.

But Qin Pianran is not!

"Get out of here first!"

Yan Beichen made a decisive decision, stood up, grabbed Qin Pianran's hand, and walked outside.

Qin Pianran didn't ask any further questions.

The two of them had already made a private lifelong agreement, and he believed that Yan Beichen would follow her no matter where she went.

Yan Beichen took Qin Pianran out of the wooden house when he stopped, his face was ugly.

Not far in front, stood a figure, dressed in a white robe, carrying a long sword, sword eyebrows and star eyes, standing there as if it was a sheathed sword, showing its sharp edges!

But this figure seems to be integrated with heaven and earth, regardless of each other.

"Brother!"

Qin Pianran also saw this person, Hua Rong paled and exclaimed.

This white-shirted sword cultivator is the titled disciple of Sword Sect, Immortal Sword Daoist!

In other words, Xianjian is no longer a titled disciple of Jianzong.

Because, the aura he exudes has obviously surpassed the realm of the law, and has reached a fusion, becoming a powerful one!

Some people, who have suffered huge setbacks, may have fallen and disappeared.

However, some people can constantly sharpen themselves in the midst of this setback, making their swords sharper and stronger!

Xianjian is obviously the latter.

At the beginning, he failed to compete for the Heavenly Slaughter Sword Art in Ten Thousand Demon Valley.

Later, in the Bailianmen, he was defeated by the hands of extreme fire, and was suppressed by a strong force, and the laws of heaven and earth were shattered!

After that, outside the Bailian Gate, he was intercepted by Yan Beichen who had just stepped into the realm of Faxiang, and he almost died, and finally escaped with the help of Qin Pianran.

Such repeated blows and huge setbacks failed to overwhelm him.

On the contrary, over the years, he has devoted himself to cultivation, and now he has stepped into a fusion!

Yan Beichen's face was ugly.

Not to mention that his Primordial Spirit was seriously injured, even if he was in his prime, he would never be an opponent of the Immortal Sword of the Fit Realm!

"Clap clap clap!"

On the other side of the bamboo forest, there was a burst of applause.

Yan Beichen's eyes swept away, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom.

"Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of Shura, Yuanshen is injured, and he can smell danger in advance."

The visitor sighed and shook his head: "It's a pity, it's too late."

The person who came was the titled disciple of Yunyu Sect, Daojun Yunyu!

At the beginning, Yan Beichen took action and intercepted Xianjian Daojun and other nine Daojuns, except Qin Pianran, only Xianjian Daojun and Yunyu Daojun escaped.

How could the two major titled disciples be humiliated by this humiliation!

Now, the four people in that battle are all here.

However, Qin Pianran stood by Yan Beichen's side.

Xianjian's gaze fell on the clenched palms of Yan Beichen and Qin Pianran, with a gloomy expression on his face, he slowly said, "Asura, aren't you dead? I think you are living well."

"Xianjian, Yunyu, so far, there is nothing to say."

In the face of Lihen Daojun, Yan Beichen tried to beg the other party to let him go, but in the face of Xianjian, he knew that this would only bring humiliation to himself.

"In the beginning, I shot you to kill you, and it has nothing to do with her."

Yan Beichen let go of Qin Pianran's hand and said, "She has been caught by me all these years, and she can't get away, no wonder she."

"Beichen!"

Qin Pianran felt a pain in her heart.

She could hear that Yan Beichen knew she was going to die, but she just wanted to save her life, so she said such words.

"Tsk tsk, Beichen, it's really affectionate."

Daojun Yunyu gently shook the folding fan and said yin and yang strangely.

His gaze swept across Qin Pianran's body unscrupulously, and said, "Brother Xianjian, from my experience, this girl is no longer perfect, alas..."

Xianjian's face was completely covered with frost.

Although he has no feelings for Qin Pianran at all, but this woman is thrown into someone else's arms, this is something he will never tolerate!

Especially when he heard Daojun Yunyu say this, he felt that he had lost all face!

"Senior brother, me, Beichen and I have already withdrawn from the world of self-cultivation, and we will no longer have anything to do with the world of self-cultivation."

Qin Pianran begged bitterly: "Senior brothers, please hold your hands high and let us go."

"To shut up!"

Xianjian looked a little hideous, and scolded: "You bitch, you still have the face to talk to me, and you have the face to call me senior brother!"

Qin Pianran's face turned pale when she heard the word 'mean servant'.

In any case, she and Xianjian are in the same family, and they used to be childhood sweethearts, even the golden boy and girl that everyone in Jianzong envied.

Thousands of years of friendship, but in exchange for this vicious word.

In Yan Beichen's eyes, there was also a trace of anger, and he said loudly: "Xianjian, are you also worthy of being a titled disciple of Jianzong?"

"Back then, at the Bailian Gate, I rescued you lightly! Outside the Bailian Gate, if you hadn't shot lightly, you would have been slashed by my sword!"

"In this world, anyone can scold Lianran, but only you are not qualified!"

Xianjian sneered: "Just because you can kill me? Even without this cheap maid, I can leave safely!"

This time, Daojun Yunyu did not speak.

At that time, when he was on the battlefield, he could see clearly, without Qin Pianran, Xianjian would have been dead!

Yunyu Daojun sneered at the corner of his mouth, and sneered in his heart: "What is the righteous path of Xianmen, this ignorant, ungrateful ability, I am ashamed of everyone in the devil's door."

He is now in the same camp as Xianjian, so naturally he will not say these words.

"I didn't expect that I, Shura, was as famous as someone like you, it really makes me sick!" Yan Beichen spat.

"You are no longer worthy of my name."

Xianjian said coldly: "Because, dead people are not qualified!"