It was just a vague idea at first, but the more I thought about it, the more it seemed possible.

Young Master Qian regretted it to death.

It is true that he wanted to disturb the marriage. After all, Xiao Mo was ambitious and had bad intentions.

But that white-eyed wolf was at least just trying to seize the family property. If this person was a remnant of the Demon Sect... I'm afraid he was here for the life of the head of the Xiao family...

Maybe he is planning to destroy the family again.

Young Master Qian was covered in cold sweat and his thoughts were racing, trying to figure out how to deal with this person and then have someone warn the Xiao family.

Suddenly he met those black eyes, with a faint flash of blood inside.

Young Master Qian opened his mouth. At that moment, his mouth seemed to be uncontrollable. He suddenly asked what was in his heart, "Are you a member of the Demon Cult?"

What sounded at the same time as the word "devil" was the subtle cracking sound of the carriage roof.

Gold dust was flying in the air. Young Master Qian looked at the cracks on the roof of the car, and his whole body felt bad.

A faint red light flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and the man gave a simple reply: "No."

Young Master Qian immediately breathed a sigh of relief... what the hell!!

If he says it’s not true, then it’s not right?! Do people in the Demon Cult put the word “Demon Cult” above their heads? And if it’s really not the case, why is this person’s reaction so big?!

The banker quickly wanted to send someone to inform the Xiao family, but as soon as he made a move, he felt cold all over his body, and even breathing became difficult at that moment.

After a long time, which seemed like only a moment, he finally regained the ability to breathe.

Young Master Qian lay on the ground of the carriage, breathing heavily.

As if the fear of death had taken over his mind, Qianzhuang slumped where he was, his mind going blank.

In a daze, it seemed as if a chilling word fell into my ears, "I won't... hurt him again."

But at that time, Young Master Qian had lost consciousness, and there was silence in the carriage.

But Sword Lord Lingshuang still maintained his sitting posture, motionless.

After a while, a slight snore sounded in the carriage.

…

When the young man from the Qian family got on the car, he witnessed the situation of sitting and sleeping in the car... The one lying unconscious was his master.

He was immediately frightened and his legs became weak, almost thinking that something unexpected had happened to his young master.

Fortunately, not long after, the slight snoring sound was heard, and the panic on the boy's face turned into embarrassment again before it receded.

Master, it's true... this guest is still in the car. Even if he was so excited last night that he couldn't sleep in front of others, he couldn't sleep in front of others.

He tried to smooth things over awkwardly: "Please forgive me, knight, my young master... he... has been really tired these past few days..."

How can I disrupt this marriage when I am tired?

Sword Lord Lingshuang nodded lightly and got out of the carriage.

The boy was still flattered by that nod, and he realized the current situation in a flash. He hesitated for a moment between chasing the person down and waking up his young master, but chose to call young master Qian.

But when he led the banker out of the carriage, he saw no one outside. He asked passers-by again, but no one noticed the trace of the knight in white.

He is obviously such a conspicuous person?

What's even more terrifying is that after hearing the boy's question, Qian Zhuang asked in confusion: "What knight in white?"

The boy suddenly turned his head to look at his young master, and found in disbelief that the young master was asking this question seriously.

His face suddenly turned pale. In broad daylight...could he be a ghost?!

There is a ghost in front of Xiao's house, but the half-collapsed ruined temple in the south of the city is not peaceful either.

A faint black mist filled the air, covering the trees within the area, and there was a muffled sound of bodies hitting the ground one after another. There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

But the black mist seemed to be able to swallow flesh and blood, and after a while, the smell of blood disappeared.

But it didn't seem like it was dispersed by the wind, but more like it was swallowed up by something.

In the ruined temple, Murong Duzi, who was chanting crazily, noticed something. He suddenly raised his head, but before he could get up, he suddenly lost consciousness and fell heavily to the side.

After a while, the "person" sat up again. Under the setting sun, his eyes showed a dark color, with a little smile inside.

The Lingshuang Sword Master tried his best to cut the golden elixir in half and snatch the things back, which was enough for Yin Si to notice the abnormality of the Sword Master.

Is there anything that can make him fight to hurt his sweetheart's golden elixir?

——That must be the trace of that person.

Yin Si immediately sent a demon to investigate the matter.

If Sword Lord Lingshuang was still in Tianyi Sect, this would be a bit difficult, but if he was in Demon Ridge, it would be really... convenient.

Just like now——

Look...what did he find?

Although he is not proficient in divination, the half of the golden elixir was guided by its owner and pointed out the direction.

Under the cover of the messy beard on this body, Yin Si showed an inhuman smile, and the blood in his eyes seemed to be a little thicker.

Yin Si was about to leave immediately, but when he raised his half-booted foot, his movements stopped.

He lowered his head, glanced at the ragged clothes on his body, and frowned without any trace, showing a look of disgust.

In the Xiao Mansion, the suona was festive and joyful, and the two newlyweds, dressed in bright red attires, welcomed the guests. They both had handsome features, one clear and the other strong, standing shoulder to shoulder, like a pair of incomparable couples.

Everyone who came to the door had a smiling face and came forward to congratulate him.

However, among all the fun and bustle, there was one person dressed in white who was out of tune with his surroundings.

I came to attend a happy event, not a funeral. Of course, no one would deliberately offend me by wearing white clothes.

Therefore, a little white among the thousands of reds should be very conspicuous. In addition, this person's posture and demeanor all indicate that he has an extraordinary status. However, with so many people coming and going, no one seems to notice him.

Three steps away from him, it was as if he encountered some invisible barrier, and he walked around it without realizing it.

Bai Mu:???!!!

Leng Buding glanced over, suspecting that he had seen it wrong.

The Lingshuang Sword Master's deception method can only hide it from ordinary people. Although Bai Mu has not recovered his cultivation at this moment, he was once a monk after all. Of course, he can see through this unintentional deception method at a glance.

Bai Mu:......

I just regret that he is not blind.

So what's going on now?!

Shouldn't Lingshuang Sword Master be chatting with his young apprentice at this moment? What does it mean to come to the lower realm? Could it be that after the Taoist couple ceremony is over, he ran out to spend his honeymoon?

There are so many beautiful places in the world of cultivation, why do they come to the lower world? Besides, if you go to the lower world, it’s the lower world. Why did you choose this one among so many small worlds?

Thinking of this, Bai Mu couldn't help but mourn for his luck.

Now the question is, did he pretend not to see it, didn't see it, or didn't see it?

Just when Bai Mu wanted to pretend to look away naturally, Lord Lingshuang suddenly raised his head and made eye contact.

Bai Mu: "...!?"

He thought about the "come with me" look in Sword Master Lingshuang's eyes just now. To be honest, he didn't really want to "come".

Bai Mu looked around. Xiao Mo didn't know where he was at the moment. He was clearly standing next to him just now.

He sighed, raised his hand to summon a servant, whispered a few words, and then went in the direction indicated by Sword Lord Lingshuang just now.

Judging from Sword Master Lingshuang's attitude, it seems that he does not regard him as a traitor who betrayed his master and fell into the devil's way, nor does he have any intention of cleaning up the family.

Bai Mu thinks...there's more to talk about.

If possible, he didn't want to break up with Lingshuang Sword Lord.

After all, he will still have to return to the world of cultivation in the future, and it would not be a good thing to offend the protagonist, the Son of Destiny, who is likely to ascend in the future.

However, Bai Mu went there with this idea in mind.

Unexpectedly, when he was halfway through, he was stopped by a person.

Dressed in "golden and jade-green", it shines so brightly that it hurts the eyes at night.

Although he didn't know this young master, Bai Mu had traveled through so many worlds, but he had met few of them with his hard-core aesthetic that almost blinded people's eyes.

He probed: "Master Qian?"

The other party didn't seem to expect Bai Mu to recognize him. He choked back what he originally planned to say, and nodded so hard that his head almost shook off.

Young Master Qian opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he burped loudly.

Bai Mu: "..."

His habit of hiccupping when he's nervous is exactly the same as his father's.

But there is a saying, the same golden color looks much better on this young master than on the old man Qian whose aspect ratio is almost one to one.

Young Master Qian beat his chest to calm down for a long time, and finally he was able to speak, "You... hiccup... know me?"
To be continued...