Brother, this showman

The golden sunlight lazily shines on the ground, greedily devouring the hustle and bustle and dust all over the garden, leaving only a solitude.

Ye Wenqing looked up at the Cangwu cloud top in the south, and there were more and more black spots floating in the air, like glutinous rice balls that had been boiled for a long time. After the skin melted, only the black sesame stuffing inside was left in a pot.

"Mr. Wen." Ye Wenqing turned his head to look at Wenyu, then looked at the embarrassed Yan Rantai disciple, curled his lips, and said confidently, "This time, I will make you proud of me."

A smile miraculously appeared on Wen Yu's usually serious face, comparable to the blossoming of a cycad tree.He nodded slightly: "Then I'll wait."

"Mister is old, so it's not appropriate to run around too much. My juniors are also injured, please go back to Yanran Terrace first, and prepare a celebration banquet for me." The person started to shout vigorously, "It's best to ask for a hundred tables!"

"That's a good idea!" Wen Yu raised his eyebrows and glared at him, "It would be nice if I could leave you something to eat."

"Hey!" Ye Wenqing sighed with feigned regret, brazenly making fun of Wenyu, "It's not unreasonable for Mr. to be single at such a young age."

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Wenyu's complexion changed suddenly, and she picked up a stick from nowhere, and made a gesture to hit Ye Wenqing.

"Junior brother, run quickly!" Ye Wenqing quickly grabbed Feng Lianchen and jumped onto Chiyu Huofeng's back, "Stupid bird, hurry up."

"You little bastard! When I get back to Yanran Terrace, you will feel better!" Wen Yu stood at the bottom and waved the stick in his hand at Ye Wenqing, who was gradually rising, and the rustle of the wind echoed his words. His threat was also downplayed, leaving nothing to worry about.

"Hey, I still have to be beaten at such an old age." Ye Wenqing leaned back, resting his head on Feng Lianchen's shoulder, "You have to share some of the beatings with me. Mr. Wen's ruler is very painful for beating people. .”

"At that time, I will protect my brother in my arms, and I will definitely not let Mr. Wen hurt you." Feng Lianchen put his arms around Ye Wenqing's waist, buried his head in his neck, sniffed, and smiled softly.

"I guess Mr. Wen will be pissed off." Ye Wenqing instantly thought of that scene, Feng Lianchen was protecting him in his arms, and Mr. Wen couldn't hit anyone with a ruler, "After all, Mr. Wen treats me The thing between the two is quite unacceptable, if it is."

"Brother!"

Before Ye Wenqing finished speaking, he was interrupted by a hasty voice.After listening carefully, it sounded familiar, as if it came from the ground, but when I looked down, it was Lu Yan.

Lu Yan raised his head, his eyes were so swollen that he could hardly see, and the rabbit looked ugly when he saw it.

"Senior Brother." Lu Yan looked at Ye Wenqing anxiously, and choked up, "You will be back, right?"

It was the first time in Ye Wenqing's life that Lu Yan called "senior brother". He was quite surprised for a while, a little unbelievable, but a little sad after careful scrutiny.After all, he never thought that Lu Yan would call him senior brother.

"Brother." Lu Yan, who hadn't seen Ye Wenqing's response for a long time, looked like an abandoned puppy, wagging his tail pitifully waiting for his master's response, "You will come back, right? You will definitely come back."

Ye Wenqing came back to his senses, the corners of his mouth slowly opened, and he said narrowly: "Of course I will come back, Junior Brother Lu Yan, this 'Senior Brother' is really nice, please call me a few more times, so that those who have never been respected by Junior Brother I enjoy it and enjoy it."

Hearing this, Lu Yan smiled brightly, tears welled up in his eyes again, his eyes were blurred, but he could still clearly identify Ye Wenqing's direction, and he called senior brother a few times.

"So senior brother thinks I'm not filial to you enough." Feng Lianchen's slightly sad voice sounded.

"Huh?" Ye Wenqing turned his head suspiciously, "What?"

"Senior brother just said that he has never been honored by his younger brother." Feng Lianchen lowered his eyes, leaving a slight shadow in his eye sockets.

"You're not filial enough? You put me in bed." Ye Wenqing pinched Feng Lianchen's face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, don't always be jealous like a kid."

"Brother doesn't like it?"

"I like it, but... yes, yes, I like it very much, I like it very much! I just said casually, I like everything you do!" Ye Wenqing looked at Feng Lianchen's red eye circles immediately, holding his hands He kept kissing his face, and when their eyes met, the two of them couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After listening all the way, Akabane Huofeng made a sad sound.It's too cruel for this majestic beast to suffer this kind of abuse.

When they reached the top of Cangwu Cloud, the seal on the Hun Ruins was like the incense that was about to burn out. It was about to be extinguished, leaving only a wisp of smoke still struggling there.

The corpses of a group of monks lay on the ground, all of which were beyond recognition.The talisman paper scattered on the ground was soaked in blood and wrinkled into a ball, silently telling the miserable experience before.

As soon as he landed, he hugged the sand and stones rolled up all over the sky, and even his lips were baptized.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Ye Wenqing bent down and spat out the stones that ran into his mouth in disgust, not forgetting to wipe off the fine sand on Feng Lianchen's face.

The sound of porcelain breaking was being heard in the soul market. Ye Wenqing took a few steps forward and was blown back by the harsh wind. Finally, he could only hug a tree trunk on one side and use his strength to stand upright.

"Didn't you say that they wouldn't come out without your order?" Ye Wenqing pointed at the evil spirits that kept flying out of the Soul Market, pretending to be puzzled, looking at Feng Lianchen leisurely, and said in surprise, " Could it be that they want to rebel?"

"I guess it must be that my unjust identity was exposed." Feng Lianchen followed Ye Wenqing's words and sighed helplessly, "The great cause of taking care of the ghost clan will not fall into my hands after all. Come on, senior brother, what a pity."

"Indeed." Ye Wenqing patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, "Stay with me in the human world."

As soon as the words fell, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the seal completely dissipated.The Soul Market is like a broken fishing net, all the fish in it escaped, and the sharp laughter floated back and forth in the open mountains and fields, and it lasted for a long time.

The Golden Crow, which had just emerged, was shrouded in dark clouds again, and reluctantly hid back to its original position, still sullen.

The evil ghost shuttled back and forth between the mountains, sticking out its long tongue, dripping sour saliva all over the ground, and its eyes glowed faintly green, greedily looking for the fish that slipped through the net.

Ye Wenqing carefully hid his figure, and a spell was lit with his fingertips, and he was about to throw it at the few evil spirits who threw themselves on the ground and grabbed their intestines to eat.Unexpectedly, a ghost with blue face and fangs hung down from the top of his head, and his black and purple tongue barely brushed against his cheek.

Ye Wenqing didn't even think about it, and directly put the spell in his hand into the mouth of the blue-faced ghost, stabbed him hard in the head with Qingshuang, and kicked him away.

The green-faced ghost was thrown onto a stone aside by Ye Wenqing like picking fruit. There was still a huge hole on his head, and Qingshuang's light blue sword energy had not yet completely dissipated.

The evil ghosts who were grabbing the intestines all stopped their movements, looked at the green-faced ghost together, and shouted with that duck voice.

"My God! His head is still glowing!"

"Yes, yes, it looks pretty good!"

"What's that in his mouth? Fire? How brave he is!"

"Brother, are you performing acrobatics?"

……

The green-faced ghost stood up in a daze, pointed blankly in the direction Ye Wenqing left, and murmured: "Your Highness...it's Your Highness."

"Are you performing juggling for Your Highness?"

"What a fart! Don't forget, that's a fake highness! He hid the real highness."

"That's right, Zhan Mingzun said it himself. The words of the first immortal will definitely not be false."

"Hey, he looks exactly like His Highness, even the breath is the same, why is it fake!"

"I've told you countless times, but you just don't believe me, so I'm too lazy to tell you again. Now we have to find the real His Highness as soon as possible."

……

The evil ghosts talked to each other, looking away from the funny black hole on the head of the blue-faced ghost, and then discussed the authenticity of the ghost king, which attracted countless evil ghosts.

Ye Wenqing squatted behind the stone, turned his head to look at Feng Lianchen, and silently gave him a look.A year ago, he was still sought after by the ghost clan, what a glorious scene.Now there is just one less hold, and only chasing is left.

Hey, life is so wonderful.

Ye Wenqing stroked his chin thinking about how to approach the Soul Market without anyone noticing, but was interrupted just as he had a clue.

"Hey! Here comes the food! Is there still so much?"

"Brothers, come on! It's enough for us to eat for a while."

The ghosts cheered in unison.

There was a sound of iron rubbing, and the light of Lingwu broke the silent darkness, just like the great god Pangu split the chaos with a magic axe, bringing hope of life.

It's just...it's not Pan Gu who came, but... Su He and a group of monks.

Ye Wenqing was astonished. Su He, who was always as timid as a mouse, was so soft-footed for the first time, and even took the lead. What he carried on his shoulder was an unknown black iron pipe that looked like a piece of wood, and could breathe fire. At first glance it looks very powerful.

Su He carried the iron pipe on his shoulders imposingly, pulled a red rope in his hand, pulled it down slightly, and a raging fire spewed out from the iron pipe, directly burning all the evil spirits gathered together .

"Brother Wenqing!" Su He searched for Ye Wenqing's whereabouts while tugging at the red rope in his hand.

"Master Ye!" The other monks shouted together.

Ye Wenqing couldn't figure it out for a moment, were these people here to help?

"Go out and have a look." Feng Lianchen said at the right time.

"Alright." Ye Wenqing nodded, standing up while supporting the stone, and beckoned to Su He, "I'm here!"

Su He followed the prestige, and immediately ran towards Ye Wenqing with the iron pipe on his shoulders. He almost fell down several times, which frightened Su Zongzhu who followed him, and shouted repeatedly: "Ancestor! Slow down! Slow down! Don't Blow up Young Master Ye!"

"Hey, stop, stop!" When Su He was ten steps away from Ye Wenqing, he immediately stopped him, "Just stand there."

"why?"

"When the explosion happens, my junior brother and I will be able to escape further, and we will have a greater chance of surviving."

"Don't worry! This is developed by me! It's not my father!" Su He patted his chest and assured, "This is called Bi Xiao, and it's specially used to deal with ordinary ghosts."

"Boom!" A ghost without long eyes bumped into Bi Xiao just like that, raised his head and stared at the three of them.

It was the green-faced ghost whose head was pierced by Ye Wenqing.

The green-faced ghost saw Ye Wenqing stunned for a moment, then looked at Feng Lianchen, fell silent for a while, and then yelled like crazy: "His Highness is here! Come quickly! Ga~"

In the end, the green-faced ghost was bombarded by Su He until there was only a puff of smoke left, and before leaving, he let out a dissatisfied duck call.

"I admire." Ye Wenqing slowly gave a thumbs up, sincerely admiring.