What Fate Divine Sect? What Demonic Sect Saintess?
These things were nothing but empty talk in Shen Yun's eyes, not worth mentioning at all.
At the very least, he had never seen Mu Hanyu commit any wrongdoing. On the contrary, when he had been surrounded and attacked, she had stepped forward to help him more than once.
Did they really think they could make him betray his friends with nothing but some so-called stance?
He had never done so before, and from now on, it would be even more impossible.
"This person truly has deep demonic roots. He doesn't even want to keep up the act."
The Hidden Dragon Sword sneered inwardly. Seeing how utterly unconcerned the other party looked, he immediately stepped half a pace forward and shouted sternly, "Demonic Sect witch, everyone has the right to kill you! Sir, are you really going to indulge your own selfish desires and disregard all the fellow Daoists beneath Heaven?"
He spoke with righteous indignation and began another moral Judgment, trying to incite everyone present to condemn Shen Yun with their words.
Unfortunately, this was destined to be a flirtatious glance wasted on a blind man.
To these Water Clan members, the righteous path and the demonic path were all drifting clouds. As long as someone had not harmed their fellow kind, they counted as a good person.
As for Old Turtle, he gave a long yawn and directly treated the other's questioning as wind passing by his ears.
"A bunch of fur-covered, horned, damp-born, egg-hatched beasts..."
That contemptuous attitude made the Hidden Dragon Sword so furious that the Three Corpses Gods leaped in his head. Had he not retained a sliver of reason, he would have loved to rebuke them angrily on the spot.
Even Sword Venerable Shouzheng, standing to