What's the matter with the male supporting role of salted fish when the plot collapsed?

Yin Xuehan, who found that Yan Shengxiao was missing, had a stinky face: "What about the kid?"

Li Qingya replied: "I didn't sit still and fell! I called you, but you didn't respond."

Yin Xuehan didn't believe it: "What trick are you playing?"

"Everything on my body was stripped off in front of you just now, and now I'm tied up again, what can I do?"

Yin Xuehan didn't think in the direction of space teleportation, or he didn't believe that anyone could do it.Unable to figure out what was going on, he frowned and reprimanded, "You're a liar."

Boss Li Qingya is not happy: If you don't believe me, forget it, why are you swearing!Don't yell at others, can't you just yell in your heart like him?damn thing!

Yin Xuehan didn't bother with this matter anymore, he didn't care about a mortal boy, as long as Li Qingya, who was carrying the magic pearl, was still there.

After five or six hours of flying swords, they entered the rugged Beiman Mountains, and the desolation and vastness along the way made people feel tired.

Suddenly, an eagle cry pierced the clouds.Looking up, there is a magnificent group of black stone palaces against the maple red in the mountains and valleys. Mo Zong, here we are.

If Taiyi Immortal Sect is an academy that focuses on educating people, then Mo Sect is a company with strict management, with three palaces and ten halls, strict hierarchy; clear responsibilities, clear rewards and punishments... everything is for the benefit of the sect.

Mo Zong is the biggest enemy of Taiyi Immortal Sect. Li Qingya has followed Du Xingzhou to study them for a long time. His impression is: the entrepreneurial spirit is very touching, but the working hours are too long and the work pressure is too high.

As soon as he arrived at the Xuanming Palace, Li Qingya was lifted up, the universe in his sleeve was forcibly opened, all kinds of treasures fell out, and the crisp collision sound made his heart bleed.

The three thousand spirit stones that Nie Qingxuan had given him before they had time to spend also fell out. Seeing the bag being taken away, he seemed to hear the sound of something breaking in his chest.

Perhaps his gaze was so sad that even Yin Xuehan couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Mo Zong doesn't care for this little thing from you, and I will give it back to you when you leave."

He sighed melancholy: "What I'm afraid of is when I don't leave."

Yin Xuehan felt that his worries were really meaningless and boring: "My holy son is as good as he is, and if he says he doesn't want your life, he doesn't want your life."

Hearing this, Li Qingya was confident, but he was not completely relieved. After all, the plan could not keep up with the changes, and Yin Xuehan was not sure what would happen in the future.What's more, Mo Zong is not his talker, there is Xia Rong on his head, isn't he?

Finally, the magic weapon was poured, and the sound of clanging and clanging stopped, but the work of the body search was not over yet, and the next thing was the sound of flipping books.

Hearing this voice, Li Qingya's heart skipped a beat, and he was half cold.

The colorful chapters were poured out, and the title and cover of the book looked more exciting than the other.

Because these scriptures were too shameful for him to be found out, he dared not leave them in the cave and carried them with him, never expecting that there would be a day when he would be "underpants stripped".

The storybook with a fancy cover attracted Yin Xuehan's attention. He leaned over and picked up a storybook called "Mo Zong's Sexual Love Records: Those Unknown Stories in the Ten Temples of Yama" and turned two pages.

That handsome and heroic face gradually turned green, and finally raised his eyes, looking at Li Qingya with a complicated expression.

Li Qingya bit the bullet and explained: "Actually, I'm just a part-time book wholesaler. I sell whatever is hot. These books don't represent my interests."

Yin Xuehan now has two choices: one is to believe that he is a wholesaler in the storybook business, and the other is to admit that he has encountered a "pervert".

After deliberating for a while, he chose the former, not because he believed in Li Qingya, but because he didn't want to associate with a "pervert".

He threw the books in his hand into the pile of books and ordered people to take them all.The treatment for Li Qingya is: "Take him to the dungeon and lock him up."

Li Qingya likes to mention the dungeon suite.

Yin Xuehan was right, there is really no bed here, and there are other "tenants".

As soon as he entered, he was frightened by the aborigines in the cell and ran to the side, grabbed the fence and shouted in horror: "Why do you have chickens here!" There was more than one!There are only a lot!

A group of guinea fowls, big and small, shuttled through the fence to look for food in one prison cell after another. These "sharp-billed long-feathered beasts" were flexible and had random routes, and they might run to his feet in a second, Give him that sharp mouth.

Li Qingya was about to have a heart attack.

The jailer explained proudly: "It's our prison boss's idea. Raising chickens in the prison can not only eat bugs but also provide rations for prisoners who need food. It can kill two birds with one stone. Be smart!"

Li Qingya squeezed out a smirk stiffly: "He is really an admirable genius, can you tell me his name?"

Tonight, he made a villain for the head of the cell, cursing that his family would raise the prices of things he bought.

……

On this end, Yin Xuehan searched the classics in Mo Zong's library, looking for a way to take out the magic pearl.

There was a fluctuating air flow, and a man who looked a little like him appeared on the soft couch that was originally vacant.

The man had his hair tied in a jade crown, and he was wearing a black-and-white two-color golden dragon pattern slim-fit robe, and a black belt stretched out his thin waist.With thin eyebrows, long eyes, and thin lips like blood, the whole person presents a mean and evil beauty.

He opened his mouth to sneer: "You really went to get that junk back."

Yin Xuehan ignored him.

The man reclined on the backrest, his posture was lazy, and his hands on his knees stroked the beads on his wrists.

"Why bother looking for the classics, just cut open Qihai, the righteous disciple, to get the pearls. Even if you can't do such a thing, you are really... indecisive, and it is difficult to achieve great things."

Yin Xuehan was annoyed by the belittlement and sarcasm he kept talking. He closed the book and looked at the man angrily: "Don't compare me with you. Since you are not interested in the relics of the Demon Emperor, don't interfere with my affairs."

"Your business?" The man chewed the words in Yin Xuehan's words over and over again, his tone was weak, "What do you mean—your business?"

The air in the bookstore suddenly froze, and the coercion suddenly rose sharply. It was difficult for Yin Xuehan to move under the pressure aimed at him.A burst of invisible energy swept towards his calf, he grabbed the bookshelf to stabilize his figure, but after holding on for a few breaths, he still couldn't hold on, and fell to his knees.

Xia Rong looked down at him who knew it was futile but still gritted his teeth and struggled, his eyes were as indifferent as looking at a worm:

"You are just my appendage. What right do you have to share me with me? The only function of a naive, stupid and lacking strength like you is to be used by me obediently, not to do some boring little moves, do things A ridiculous idiot."

Xia Rong doesn't like Yin Xuehan, and Xia Rong doesn't agree with or even hate Yin Xuehan's personality.However, Yin Xuehan is a half body stripped from his body. His personality comes from his body, and those virtues that he deeply detests are all owned or once owned by him.

The existence of Yin Xuehan is like a mirror reflecting his "stupid appearance", so Xia Rong hates him even more.

He knew that Yin Xuehan also hated him, but the symbiosis between the avatar and the main body meant that both of them would prosper and lose each other.Like two deformed conjoined twins who have had enough of each other but still have to be tied together.

Before leaving, Xia Rongyouyou warned: "Take care of that righteous disciple early, don't let me do it."

After his aura completely disappeared, Yin Xuehan regained his ability to move. He got up slowly, and supported the bookshelf with his cracked palm during the struggle, leaving a row of bright red marks.

A mocking and sad low laugh echoed in the silent library: Mo Zong's Great Sage Son?Just an object.

……

In Mo Zong's dungeon, Li Qingya, who had been confronting the guinea fowl for three days without sleep, was haggard.

If it is said that his spiritual power was "Buling Bulling" fluctuating from good to bad a few days ago, it is "not working" and no response in the past few days.So much so that he couldn't even resist a flock of chickens.

A prison cell was more than ten paces wide, but he could only shrink pitifully in a corner, shivering.

Not far away, a guinea fowl hen led a group of fluffy chicks to show off their might, run wild and domineering.

Suddenly, there was a sharp "creaking" door opening sound in the quiet dungeon.Li Qingya shuddered, turned his head and leaned on the fence, and looked eagerly at the entrance of the dungeon.

What came was Yin Xuehan who he was looking forward to for the stars and the moon.

Yin Xuehan was busy looking up the classics these days, and he was also restless. The two panda-eyed people looked at each other, and they felt a bit of sympathy for each other.

"I heard you are clamoring to see me?"

Li Qingya's face was pale, his breath was like a thread, and he coughed dryly twice while clutching his chest before speaking weakly:

"Senior, I probably won't be able to hold on anymore... Everything that happened recently is due to my fate, so I don't blame senior and my subordinates. It's fine if I die, so that senior can get the magic spirit directly without worrying about it." But now I still have a wish, that is, I hope that after the senior gets the magic pearl, I can return my body to my master, so that I can die with peace."

Translation: I really can't live anymore!Yin Xuehan, you bastard, I'm so unlucky because of you.First, let his subordinates beat me out of internal injuries, and then lock me up with a group of ferocious birds of prey, leaving me alone for three days and three nights!You only know the bead, there is no humanity at all!If I die, even a ghost will not let you go!

Li Qingya is betting, betting that Yin Xuehan's justice value is far beyond the average line of the devil, after hearing his "kind and considerate" words, will he still be able to withstand the torture of conscience and leave him here.

Yin Xuehan was indeed as he thought, even though he knew half of him was pretending, he still felt sorry for the half of the truth.

Li Qingya was seriously injured by the elder and has not been treated yet, so it would be troublesome to put him down and die like this.

But Mo Zong's forces are complex, and there are many people who don't deal with him and want to trip him up. Xia Rong's attitude is to hope that this "righteous little mouse" who sneaked into Mo Zong will disappear quickly.

Under such circumstances, the only safe place for Li Qingya in Mozong is the dungeon——

Yin Xuehan frowned and struggled for a long time before making a decision: "Send him to my bedroom, and I will take care of it myself."

This is not the same as what Li Qingya thought. He wanted to get out of the cell, but he never thought about living with Yin Xuehan.

"It's not good."

All he needs is an ordinary and gorgeous palace, with an ordinary and luxurious big bed.

Yin Xuehan had already agreed reluctantly, but when he saw that he was ignorant of his refusal, his face darkened immediately: "If you talk nonsense, I'll hang you to the Ghost Crying Cliff."

Ghost Crying Cliff is a well-known fierce place of Mo Zong. It is used to execute criminals. There are many ferocious spirit birds living on it. If a complete living person hangs on it for two hours, there will be no flesh.

The wind on the cliff is strong, and it sounds like evil ghosts crying, so it is named "ghost crying".

Li Qingya stopped talking, and he still knew which of the three options he should choose among the three options of "living with Yin Xuehan", "living with the raptor guinea fowl", and "living with a raptor even fiercer than the raptor".

——Okay, I will listen to you.Not cowardly, mainly because I don't like places with strong winds.