Demon Lord became my apprentice

On the back mountain of Shuofangzong, a quaint small courtyard stands quietly in the depths of the dense forest. The full moon is shining brightly, pouring into the house through the window, and complementing the bright night pearl on the lotus pedestal.

The woman stood in front of the case, holding a charcoal and gold bucket, and focused on ironing the brocade robes laid out on the case. There seemed to be infinite gentleness between her beautiful eyebrows.

Two women in yellow shirts quietly appeared in front of the woman, and said respectfully: "Madam, Sect Master Cong went to look for Second Young Master in the morning and tried to persuade him to come back. Second Young Master refused him, but Sect Master Cong brought up Cong Yi , Second Young Master seems to be shaken by this."

Madam continued to move slowly as if she hadn't heard of it. The hot mist rising from under the golden bucket blurred her eyebrows and eyes, making it hard to figure out what she was thinking for a while.

The woman in yellow went on to report: "In the evening, the Second Young Master came to Daxing City. However, the Second Young Master did not meet Cong Yi, but found another inn to stay in."

The burning red charcoal in the gold bucket gradually lost temperature and turned dark. Madam put the gold bucket aside, lifted the shoulders of the black robe with both hands and held them in front of her eyes, and looked at them affectionately, as if she was a beautiful woman who once wore this robe. The man stood in front of her.

"Fifteen years have passed in a flash." Madam opened her lips lightly like a murmur, and there was a little sense of loss and guilt in her clear voice, "I lost such a big trouble to him, and now I don't know what to do." Time to meet him."

The woman in the yellow shirt remained silent, lowering her eyes slightly, waiting for Madam's order.

After a while, Madam calmed down her trance, and her clear eyes suddenly became deep and cold. She said: "It will be carried out according to the original plan. After lying dormant for so long, it's time for him to play."

The woman in the yellow shirt took the order to retreat, "Your subordinate will make arrangements now."

Compared with the deserted back mountain, the front mountain is much more lively.The road of cultivating immortals seems to have infinite scenery, but in fact it is lonely and miserable, so people in the immortal sect are quite happy to celebrate various human race festivals.Today coincides with the Shangyuan Festival, the solemn and solemn Immortal Mansion in the past is now decorated with lights and festoons everywhere, the banquet is placed outside the hall from the inside of the hall, the suzerain and all the disciples toasted and had fun.

The banquet lasted from noon to late at night. The atmosphere during the banquet was very warm. The people who were slightly drunk were relaxed physically and mentally, and they gathered together in twos and threes to talk about the world.In the night sky, sky lanterns rose slowly from time to time, and the warm orange candlelight faintly illuminated the blushing faces of everyone.The world is so big, it seems that all of them are included under such a magnificent scene, which inexplicably makes people feel unreal.

At this moment, I saw a person holding a wine cup, talking and laughing happily with his fellow students beside him, while slowly moving towards the entrance of the main hall.

"Brother Ziming, I offer you a toast."

Hearing this, the man raised the wine cup in his hand and took a symbolic sip.

Song Ziming came to the entrance of the hall, and calmly glanced around the hall where the cups and cups were intertwined. When his eyes met someone in the hall, he lowered his eyebrows slightly.Everything happened in an instant, Song Ziming turned around and left as if he happened to pass by the gate of the hall.

At this moment, everyone gathered in the front hall, and the side hall at the back was almost deserted.Beside a backlit porch pillar, Song Ziming lowered his voice and said: "Senior brother, the suzerain secretly went to the secular world to meet the traitor this morning, and it seems that he wants him to return to the sect."

Most of the body of the man known as the third brother was hidden in the darkness, the light and shadow flickered, and the bottom of his eyes flickered.

"I really didn't expect that the suzerain, who has always been majestic and majestic, would go to find that traitor in person. Back then, he made such a fuss in front of all the inner disciples that the suzerain couldn't get down." Song Ziming couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Senior brother, "Fortunately, the third senior brother had the foresight to see the suzerain leaving alone, so he asked me to follow behind."

The third senior brother ignored his flattery, gritted his teeth and said, "So what if you don't get off the stage, after all, he is his own son."

Song Ziming said disdainfully: "It's just an illegitimate child. I really don't know what the suzerain is looking for in his mother, isn't it because he looks better than others..."

As soon as this was mentioned, the third senior brother interrupted him coldly, his voice was extremely cold, "Where is he now?"

Song Ziming shivered, and hurriedly said: "It's in Daxing City. It seems that his apprentice came to take the exam, and he came with him."

"Examination?" The third senior brother sneered, "I haven't seen you for so many years, but I have learned how to deceive others."

"The third senior brother means that he came to Daxing City just to return to the sect?" Song Ziming asked suspiciously, "But, didn't he reject his elder brother and Miss Murong before?"

"What do you know?" The anger of the third senior brother was suppressed in his throat, and his eyes were filled with scarlet, "Shuofangzong's foundation for thousands of years is in front of us. If it were you, would you give it to others for nothing?"

Hearing this, Song Ziming couldn't help but bring him in, and immediately became united with the enemy, "Senior brother, what shall we do next?"

The third senior brother half-closed his eyes, and a sinister smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, "You don't have to worry about this, I have my own plans."

That night, the third senior brother, who had turned into an ordinary person, quietly went down the mountain.

At the same time as he left Shuofangzong, a middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes in a certain dormitory, and the gloomy look in his eyes flashed past, making people shudder.

Half an hour later, the third senior brother appeared in the most luxurious Beili Pavilion in Daxing City.

In the room, the melodious sound was like a breeze blowing past the ears, scratching one's heart unbearably, and the extremely fragrant picture on the couch made one's blood spurt uncontrollably.

However, the third senior brother who pushed the door and walked in automatically ignored the scene in front of him that no one could control. on the man.

The man was in high spirits, yuxianyusi, being stared at so eeriely, the hairs all over his body stood on end, he almost collapsed on the spot.These women have never seen any scene, they only think that the third senior brother does not exist at all, and they serve men as they should.However, the man lost interest, and after finishing the solution in twos and threes, he drove the group of women out.

"I said you," the man casually gathered a robe around his body, and said speechlessly, "You really know how to choose the time."

The third senior brother was not interested in talking nonsense with him, so he said in a deep voice, "Before I came, I informed you."

The man was not annoyed. He walked to the table and sat down face to face with him, "You came to me in such a hurry that you couldn't even wait for a quarter of an hour. You really never forget this traitor."

The third senior brother ignored his teasing, and said straight to the point: "It seems that you already know that he has come to Daxing City."

"Is there anything about Daxing City that I don't know?" The man leaned back slightly, looking arrogant, "Tell me, do you want me to arrange someone to assassinate him again?"

Hearing this, the third senior brother looked at the man gloomyly, without saying a word.

The man was not afraid of his serious gaze, and continued: "He is a thorn in your heart. One day with him, this Shuofang Sect will never be yours. If this son can help you solve it This trouble, have you thought of any benefits for this son?"

He didn't mention a word about his miss last time, but now he dared to open his mouth like a lion. The third senior brother couldn't help feeling an unknown fire in his heart, and taunted him: "Kill him, don't bother me, with your abilities, you can't move." he."

"You!" The man suddenly changed his face.

The third senior brother stood up, looked directly at the flames burning in his eyes, and said coldly: "You can't move him, the apprentice who killed shouldn't be difficult for you."

After all, the third senior brother left without looking back.

The man was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, "In terms of insidiousness, no one can compare to Xianmen. Back then, the death of his mother and his eldest brother made him abandon himself to such an extent. Now, if his handsome and extraordinary His little apprentice died in front of him again, and he was afraid that he would vomit blood and die! However, with his strength, it is not so easy to die, at most it is a fallen devil!" Thinking of this, the man couldn't help laughing loudly, "Hahahaha, I can't wait to see him go crazy and fall into the devil, killing all the immortals!"