Chapter 782: Parting ways
If the Blood Demon did not lie, is Long Eyebrow a bad person?
Qin Yao feels that this issue should be viewed dialectically.
For the Blood Demon, using him as a tool is definitely not a good thing.
But for others besides the Blood Demon, even the chess pieces holding the purple and green swords, having long eyebrows is not necessarily a bad person.
Take Li Yiqi as an example. Without eyebrows, she would at most be just a knight-errant. It would be great if she could attain immortality, let alone become a transcendent existence in "New Shushan Swordsman".
Now, even if Li Yiqi knew that Changmei was using her, would she hate Changmei?
Maybe, maybe not, but no matter whether it is, it is impossible for her to be an enemy of Changmei, let alone betray the Emei Sect.
So, a world appeared where only the Blood Demon was injured. Everyone benefited greatly from this chess game, only the Blood Demon was beaten.
What’s more, I don’t get beaten once, but I get beaten every once in a while.
It seems that the villain with the monstrous demonic flames feels like a pitiful person for some reason.
"Can't you find any loopholes?" At this time, the Blood Demon sneered: "Because what I said is the truth, and the facts have no flaws."
Zen Master Xiaoru: " ..."
He and Qin Yao have different ideas.
Cannot accept that the legendary celebrity Guang Weizheng suddenly turned into an old Yinbi.
He couldn't even accept the reality that he had become a pawn.
Ding Yin felt the same way about this emotion.
"You are the pawns, and I am the master of suffering. Only if we unite can we defeat Chang Mei's conspiracy."
The Blood Demon concluded the coffin, and his tone gradually became more sincere: "This is not just You are helping me, and at the same time, you are doing it for yourselves, unless you are willing to be used like a fool and leave the useful ones in the end. , Just throw it away and become a loser."
"We will not help you." Although he felt very complicated, Ding Yin still said with an extremely determined attitude: "There is no balance between good and evil. I will help you. To deal with Changmei is to renounce the right path, so even if we don’t help Changmei deal with you, we will not help you deal with him.”
"Master Ding." Zen Master Xiaoru's heart trembled, and he looked at Ding Yin with a complicated expression.
Ding Yin looked sideways and said solemnly: "I am Ding Yin, the leader of the Nanhai Sword Sect. I have no intention of joining the Emei Sect, let alone becoming a pioneer general of Emei."
"Ding Daxia, please do it. Don't listen to this devil's words," Zen Master Xiaoru said with a pale face.
Ding Yin paused for a moment and said: "Xiaoru, do you really think this is a one-sided statement from the Blood Demon?"
Xiaoru: "Even if, even if it is true, we can't Nothing to lose.”
Ding Yinjian frowned: "Is this a matter of loss? This is taking advantage of our goodwill, our loyalty, and our trust in him!"
Xiao Ru: "..."
"No matter what you think, I don't plan to ask about this matter anymore. "
Ding Yin said seriously: "The water is too deep for this matter. I can take action to establish a good relationship with Changmei, but I cannot jump into the river for this good relationship.
Lin Dao. Chief, Chief Qin, are you willing to be a guest of the Nanhai Sword Sect? I can take you there now.”
"What do you think?" Uncle Jiu asked Qin Yao.
Qin Yao said calmly: "I want to meet Changmei."
"Confront him?" Gorefiend said: "I guarantee that he will not admit it, and all the questions you raised or He can find excuses even if he talks about flaws."
Qin Yao smiled and said, "I will be here waiting for you to tell me, so how can I do it? Do you want to characterize this matter without listening to him? "
The Blood Demon had no way to refute, and said: "I hope you won't be fooled by him, just like those fools who were willing to sacrifice their lives in the past demon tribulations." As it fell, its flowing blood body quickly deformed, and finally condensed into a blood-red spear, with a sharp blade, straight into the sky, and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.
"Daxia Ding, Zen Master Xiaoru, will you go to Emei with our master and disciples, or will you choose to part ways here?" Silently retracting his gaze, Qin Yao looked at the silent monk.
"I am going to take Di Mingqi back to the South China Sea." Ding Yin said without hesitation.
Zen Master Xiaoru exhaled softly and said: "Two Taoist priests, I will go to Emei with you. I want to ask Master Changmei personally to see what he says and what his attitude is."
Ding Yin felt that this was meaningless at all. No matter what he said or what his attitude was, he could not clear away the serious suspicions on the other party.
Some things cannot be exposed. Once the bright coat is lifted and the dirty nature inside is exposed, no matter how beautiful the halo is, it will be shattered into dust in an instant.
Ding Yin no longer wants to face Changmei anymore.
Shao Qing, he took the lead in leaving the Snowy Mountains with Di Mingqi who turned back three times in one step. Since then, the two core characters in the story have deviated from the main line and been passively eliminated.
This was naturally a loss for Di Mingqi. He lost an opportunity to become the master of the Ziying Sword, but for Ding Yin, it changed his fate of a tragic death.
And he is not dead and can take good care of Di Mingqi... Therefore, Di Mingqi's luck will not be much worse.
From this perspective, there are no real losers in this change.
What Qin Yao wants to plan is to become the biggest winner.
What is the biggest winner?
He is the master of the purple and green swords.
Compared with a genius like Li Yiqi who could only possess the artifact for a short period of time, after he and Uncle Jiu obtained the purple and green swords, they would definitely not and would not have to hand them over again.
Of course, there is a prerequisite for all this, which is to seal the Blood Demon again.
The blood demon.
It’s just for getting beaten.
In the blink of an eye, two months later.
The two pairs of masters and apprentices came to the majestic Mount Emei, climbed to the top of Tianxian Peak, and waited for Changmei to arrive in a magnificent waiting hall.
"Are you sure you want to question Changmei directly?"
Taking advantage of the time gap before the other party came over, Qin Yao raised his head and stared at Zen Master Xiaoru.
“Of course, he must give me an explanation.” Xiaoru said seriously: “If he tries to fool me or thinks otherwise, my Kunlun sect will sever ties with the Emei sect from now on.”
Qin Yao thought: "He is too obsessed with right and wrong and ignores interests. I don't know whether to praise him for his purity or call him stupid..."
However, it is impossible to persuade. Once master Xiaoru and his disciple have a falling out with Changmei, Changmei will be in trouble. Mei’s best choices are only herself and Uncle Jiu.
"Meet the master."
In his reverie, following the greetings of the patrolling disciples outside the hall, a fat Taoist priest with white eyebrows hanging down to his chest strode into the hall, with no trace of blood on his round cheeks. Even though he is not solemn and majestic at all, he appears to be amiable and approachable.
"I'm sorry, Zen Master, something has delayed me."
"It doesn't matter." Zen Master Xiaoru shook his head, and then said impatiently: "Master, we met at the Sixiang Demon Sect. It’s time for the Blood Demon!”
(End of this chapter)