Quick wear said it was unique

Chapter 12

Seeing that the mysterious man seemed to really start negotiating terms with him, Shi Qu thought that the trick had succeeded.

Pretend to be sincere and loyal, and release some seductive secrets of himself: "As long as the things that the seniors want exist, the juniors can find them. I am afraid that the seniors don't know that the juniors are the blood of the ancient gods and beasts. All the strange treasures have senses, and they will definitely help seniors!"

People are greedy, if you want someone to underestimate the enemy, let him be attracted.

Mo Ling felt that the voice was more and more familiar, seeing that he was about to fall into Shi Qu's trap, he was very anxious.

But before he could speak, the voice sounded again: "Really?"

Consonance, ancient mythical beast?Yan Jia Youqian actually seldom read human creations, but if he remembers correctly, Lingxi is a pig, right?

Information other than that book actually appeared... Sure enough, has the Heavenly Dao rioted?

"Yes, senior, please show up!" Shi Qu's eyes flickered with the gleam of success, but the expression on his face became more sincere.

He has many rare treasures in his hands now, if he fights with all his strength, he might not have the strength to fight.

"Boom==boom==" The sound of hooves sounded, which was particularly strange in the cave.

Shi Qu raised his whole heart high, holding a dusty scimitar-shaped weapon tightly in his hand.

A pair of white claws stepped out from the darkness, followed by a huge tiger head with flowing tiger fur.

Suddenly a huge white tiger stopped in front of them, looking at him with disdainful eyes, what Shi Qu cared about was the person on the white tiger.

Moon white long clothes, jet black long hair, like the night to the full moon, cold and quiet, calm eyes, exquisite to gorgeous face faintly makes one look very comfortable at first glance.

He just sat on the white tiger like this, wearing Qin's national teacher's uniform, as usual, high above and ethereal.

The man looked at him indifferently, very indifferently, and even tilted his head inexplicably and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shi Qu had a mouthful of blood choked in his throat, why did the senior brother come out?

He looked around and saw that the mysterious senior didn't show up. The fear in his heart gradually disappeared, and he found his voice after a while: "Why is senior brother here?"

"Oh, the main hall is the one who made trouble from the beginning to the end."

Yan Jiayou said lightly, the easy tone seemed to say "The weather is really nice today, let's go eat."

"Master?" Mo Ling looked at that lofty and indifferent person from beginning to end in puzzlement. Is that person his master?

That master who always likes to be in a daze and rarely speaks lightly?

"Yeah..." Yan Jia Youqian was about to speak when Shi Qu interrupted him.

Shi Qu's expression was very ferocious: "Brother, why are you laughing? You can't make such a joke. You are a treacherous disciple who pretends to be a righteous disciple and lurks by your side. I don't know what to do. Brother, take him down!"

Yes, Yan Jiayouqian's expression was so normal, he just thought that Yan Jiayouqian was just making a harmless joke.

Even the master who imprisoned him, he only thought that that person didn't have the guts to fight him, and when he targeted that person to lure him, Yan Jing just happened to run out.

In his heart, he always thought that the fairy-like Yan Jing was a simple person, a person with a pure heart, and a person who could be held in the palm of his hand.

After all, Yan Jing's cultivation was only at the beginning of the separation and reunion period, and he was one big realm or two small realms behind him. It was impossible to restrain him when he didn't notice anything.

I was so emotional that I didn't even notice the self-proclaimed Okayu.

"Hmm..." Yan Jia Youqian made a embarrassed look, and he frowned slightly, showing childlike doubts: "But, he was accepted by the hall on purpose."

"Why, how can you kill it?"

"If you kill him, who will the hall use to fight against you?"

Yan Jia Youqian kept this innocent face, clear pupils, and told a fact that made Shi Qu collapse.

"Brother?"

"Huh?" Yan Jia Youqian propped his chin with his hands, looked down at Shi Qu, "Didn't you say you wanted to find that gem for me?"

"Actually, you don't need to look for it, because it's in your Purple Mansion."

"You just dig out your heart, can't you see it when you cut it open?"

"It's beautiful, the golden dry dzi beads shining with purple and golden light."

"Why do you have such a colorful expression?"

Yan Jiayouqian changed one hand to support his chin, his long hair was scattered from his shoulders, and he looked at Shi Qu lightly.

Landing lightly on the ground, and making a gesture, Baihu obediently turned around and hid in a corner of the dark blind spot, "As the son of heaven, your mind is so weak, what can you do in the future?"

Shi Qu's face was extremely embarrassing, and he finally understood everything after contacting what Yan Jiayouqian said.

In order to conquer the scene, he offered to go to a certain place together to find rare treasures.

He also promised, but since he started to be interested in him, his treasure hunt has not been smooth.

Those magical medicines that are very useful to him are always stolen by an unknown person, and as long as they are together, he can make a lot of money.

Even sometimes he could have easily killed someone, but someone got in the way, making it difficult for him to succeed even though he tried his best...

"who are you?!"

Shi Qu's cold eyes fell on Yan Jia Youqian, how he couldn't figure out how Yan Jing, who was always a genius but never caught up with him, had the ability to imprison him!

The only possibility is that this person deliberately turned into a scene, intending to make them turn against each other, so that he can enjoy the benefits of being a fisherman!

"Is the name of this hall also known to you?"

Yan Jiayou lightly straightened the strand of long hair hanging down his chest, and said calmly, "It seems that you are still a little bit useful, but now you are trying to kill yourself with the intention of taking the lives of our disciples, maybe you can die sooner. "

Mo Ling looked at this indifferent master, and suddenly felt that such a high-ranking master who planned strategies was more lively and heart-wrenching.

Such a master who is in control, determined and indifferent, a master who is so hard to reach and beyond reach, he can only look up to the master who can only be chased after, shattering his last little worry, a little bit of hesitation and wavering.

Is he just falling in love with his appearance like a god in the nine heavens, and soon like a moth to a flame, looking up at the starry sky and chasing the sun?

Master, is it his sun?He is the master who loves so close and far away, the more difficult to reach, the more he longs for it, the more deeply he loves...

Is he really stunned?

Mo Ling propped himself against the corner of the wall, panting heavily.

But why, watching Master talking with that person, the seeds of jealousy in my heart are sprouting, growing, and suddenly become a towering tree?

What do you want?

Mo Ling's eyes were filled with scarlet.

He looked at Shi Qu with fear, despair, and sinister eyes, oh...

By the way, I want to dig out this pair of eyes that can stare at Master blatantly, why? !

Why can you care about Master, be considerate of Master, and touch Master in an open and aboveboard manner? !

But I can't do it, it's wishful thinking to even watch from afar beside Master! !

"Ha~~ha~~" Mo Ling breathed in the air hurriedly, his brain seemed to be constantly being pulled and divided into two halves.

Half of them are constantly reminding him: Master is such a beautiful person, he should be cared for in the palm of his hand, being pampered like a prince, he must not be able to bear his ugly appearance of jealousy.

The other half said: You love him so much, but he doesn't know anything, go tell him, go kill Shi Qu...

Two different consciousnesses are constantly colliding and competing in the mind, and no one will accept the other.

However, as long as the dark thoughts are moistened with a little bit of evil thoughts, and the seeds of greed are planted, they will take root and sprout, and it will be unstoppable from then on.

"Hmph! Yan Jing, I have not only taken care of you all these years, but even abandoned the bloody feud of Ling Xiaozong for you, but now, do you actually repay me like this? Do you still have any humanity?!"

"The heart of humanity? Ah, I can destroy your humanity."

"That's why I say that humans are really disgusting creatures."

A huge hand pinched Shi Qu and dragged him to Yan Jiayouqian's feet, Yan Jiayou shallowly squinted his eyes, his face was a little weird, making him look different from the usual beautiful Jiyue, but more like a demon cultivator look.

"If Ling Xiaozong didn't take you in, you wouldn't be bullied by those outer disciples, you wouldn't be knocked off the cliff, and you wouldn't get the Silent inheritance in your pocket. The cause and effect of all this, lacking that link, you can Climb to the current position? No, you are still a waste material with five spiritual roots, and your whole life..."

Yan Jiayouqian's palm passed through his dantian, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "It's just a waste material."

Shi Qu's desperate eyes dimmed, and he fell to the ground impolitely, turning into a pile of human flesh that was about to rot.

Yan Jiayouqian was a little surprised, it seemed that there was something wrong with killing the son of luck so easily?

Wouldn't the death of the Child of Destiny bring about changes in the world?

But he didn't think too much, looking at the blood and minced meat on his hand, he groped around his wrist for a while, took off the transparent glove covering his palm, and threw it on the ground casually.

The palm of the hand is white and flawless, and there is no trace of bloody flying dust.

A burst of spiritual power erased the imprint of Shi Qu's storage ring, and poured everything inside to the ground.

Just turning my crushed thoughts, I remembered that there was also a disciple who had never fulfilled his role as a master and a white tiger waiting to be fed.

Well...just because he realized it when he collected those snacks for Baihu on the outer edge of the palace. He seems to be very irresponsible to his apprentice these years, and he seems to have given him nothing except that exercise?

Putting these things into the ring, the raised feet stopped.

Once Shi Qu died, it is reasonable to say that the dry pearl should be separated, rise into the air, and circle to the dry position of the Polaris.

But there was no movement, Yan Jiayou frowned slightly, and opened his heart with his empty fingers, nothing!

There was a breath of hostility in his heart for no reason.

Shed out of her shell by... the golden cicada, what a cunning god! !

The handle of the knife that was stained with blood was so dirty... Another glove was discarded on the ground, covered in dust.

"Ah... so smart..."

Yan Jiayou sighed lightly.

However, he didn't have the extravagant hope that he would be able to get back the Celestial Pearl because he was rejected by Tiandao. Now that Tiandao played with him, it made him a little angry.

Gradually calmed down, he stepped on Baihu's back, patted Baihu's head in praise, "Let's go."

"Oh?"

It was only then that Yan Jiayouqian saw Mo Ling who bowed his head silently in the darkness, his sense of presence was so low that he almost forgot about him.

The virtual big hand brought him to the white tiger, but Mo Ling collapsed weakly.

Yan Jiayou raised his chin slightly and saw his eyes. The eyes that had fascinated him had turned into irrational whirlpools, and the pupils had turned deep red. , like a mad beast.

Has the demon swallowed you up?Yan Jiayouqian let go of his hand and let him fall to the ground.

A trace of pity flashed across his faint eyes, what would he want an irrational beast to do?give up...

Although I can't bear it.

Steering the white tiger, he turned and left.

When I stepped out of the threshold, I heard a call as thin as a mosquito: "Master...Master..."

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