[Rebirth] My CP is always elusive

"Bold!."

Suddenly there was a shout from the side.

Mu Zha managed to find Xie Weiyang among the crowd, and saw this thrilling scene as soon as he arrived, without saying a word, he pulled out the pistol on his back and slashed at the eagle-eyed monk.

The two fought together at once.

"A bunch of idiots! Hurry up and arrest them!" The boy covering his face screamed and pointed at Xie Weiyang.

Xie Weiyang looked at the group of monks around him, his two fists were no match for four hands, but he still had a hole card.

Xie Weiyang lamented that when he was the first disciple of the Haoran Sect, he was exhausted, he had to worry about everything, and he was self-respecting. He never thought that this was the first time he enjoyed the superior status.

"Stop it all, my uncle is Xie Shaohua."

As soon as Xie Weiyang finished speaking, there was a moment of silence all around, the monk who wanted to get close to Xie Weiyang stopped moving, and the scene was a bit stalemate for a moment.

The Eagle-nosed monk was baffled by the sudden appearance of Mu Zha. At this moment, he understood Xie Weiyang's words. Since Ling Siqi announced that he would change the young city lord, many people had already predicted that Xie Shaohua would come back, but Did not expect so soon.

No wonder Muza, the standard pro-Xie faction, is here.

The eagle-nosed monk thought to himself.

Speaking of which, even though Xie Shaohua has been away for many years, his prestige in Tongque City should not be underestimated, because he should be the justifiable owner of Tongque City, Ling Sixiu is not high, and he has not made any achievements in so many years. People are dissatisfied, which also makes many conservatives never forget Xie Shaohua, the former successor who is not only high in cultivation but also strong in ability.

As for the previous successor, it was because there was a sister after him, Xie Shaohua, who had been in Wuxin Tongque City all the year round since he reached the Golden Core Stage Xiaocheng, and even founded Liyou Valley in the south and became the owner of the valley.

The former city lord had no choice but to leave Tongque City to his eldest daughter Xie Shaozhen, who was the next best thing. Unfortunately, the eldest daughter also fell due to being injured by a monster not long after his death.

Eagle-nosed monk didn't have much enthusiasm for Ling Siqi, so he thought it was good to be perfunctory when encountering this matter, and don't get involved, so as to save the adults from fighting afterwards, and their subordinates who work on things will suffer.

Therefore, Jamu found out inexplicably that the opponent who had been good suddenly slowed down his offensive. He responded negatively and lingered on him. One fight lasted forever.

Everyone also understood that the child in front of them was Xie Weiyang, the young city lord who was taken away by Xie Shaohua since he was a child.

The other monks looked at each other in blank dismay. Although Ling Siqi's hatred of Xie's family was well known, Xie Weiyang was also the young city lord, Ling Siqi's son, they couldn't just arrest him.And the eagle-eyed monk who can make up his mind has been fighting endlessly with others, and now the only one who can take charge is...

All the monks standing there cast their eyes on the carriage. The curtains of the carriage were drawn down quietly, but the people inside remained silent, as if they had not heard the commotion outside at all.

Xie Weiyang looked at the reactions of the people around him and knew that he had made the right bet. From the discussions between Xie Shaohua and Ge Lao and the passers-by just now, it is not difficult to guess his current situation and the identity of the young man in front of him. No matter what their identity is, they can't do anything to themselves in the public.

And now...

Xie Weiyang stared at the boy in front of him, pressed his fingers, it was time to teach the boy a lesson.

The young man didn't understand all this, and was urging others to arrest Xie Weiyang. Seeing that no one was angry, he was yelling and yelling, and he wanted to beat them with a whip. At this moment, seeing Xie Weiyang staring at him, the wound on his face was burning, and he couldn't help feeling a little terrified. , shrunk his shoulders, and scolded harshly, "What are you looking at!"

A monk couldn't help coughing, and said to the young man, "Young Master Ling, this is your younger brother."

The boy stared at Xie Weiyang with his eyes wide open: "Are you that bastard?"

Xie Weiyang raised his eyebrows.

The young man didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly said with resentment: "What are you looking at! Your uncle is also a bastard, and so is your mother, and everyone with the surname Xie is there."

Xie Weiyang laughed angrily, and he didn't know how the child was taught, so he said bluntly: "Your mother came here by the way, and speaking of it, you are a bastard."

Xie Weiyang is not a master who allows others to bully him. When others don't offend him, he is naturally gentle and harmless, but if he wants to scold someone, it will be pointed at the heart.Originally, I didn't want to argue too much with a child, but obviously, this is not an ordinary child, and his bones are crooked.

The young man's face was flushed with anger, because Xie Weiyang said something he had always cared about. Although he was well-clothed and well-fed since he was a child, he subtly sensed that many people disdain him and his mother, and even the maid who waited on him dared to mess around behind his back. Gossiping, after violently killing some people he considered disrespectful, these things became less. Seeing their contemptuous eyes turn into cautious and fearful, he felt balanced and happy in his heart. With his father's connivance, he gradually I fell in love with the game of finding my own sense of existence in the fear of others, and it became more and more intense.

Now that a fig leaf was suddenly lifted and the wound was exposed to the broad daylight, he felt that the wound on his face was even more painful, and everyone looked at him with naked sarcasm.

An uncontrollable wave of shame and anger welled up in his heart, burning the young man's little reason and making him forget the pain on his face, he just wanted to tear Xie Weiyang in front of him into pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart.The young man grasped the whip tightly, and swept it towards Xie Weiyang viciously.

Xie Weiyang stood still and did not dodge.

When the long whip was about to touch Xie Weiyang, he stretched out his hand, holding an exquisite and small soul lamp in his left hand, a puff of black smoke spread from it, like a spreading water sleeve, as soon as the long whip touched it It turned into powder and fell down.

"What?" Not only the young man, but also the monks around couldn't help but exclaimed.

After coming out, the black mist slowly spiraled into a long and thick strip, which looked like condensed black smoke.

"It's a ghost!" Someone recognized it.

"This image is already a high-level magic weapon." Someone said in surprise.

"What's even more rare is that there is no restriction on cultivation level, and even small dolls can use it." Another monk said.

"It is estimated that only Xie Shaohua can give such a big generosity." Someone also envied.

What Xie Weiyang used was the magic weapon that Xie Shaohua brought back when he returned to the valley, the Jiuhua Jade Turning Linglong Lamp, as a high-level magic weapon, it is very suitable for Xie Weiyang to use now, because its power depends entirely on a high-level magic weapon sealed in it. Ghosts, as long as they recognize the master, they will be sent and driven by the master.

The young man lost face again, and was even more unwilling. Hearing the discussions of the monks around him became even more angry, and shouted: "Shut up!"

But soon the boy couldn't cry out, because the standing ghost turned his head, as if looking for something, when he heard the boy's voice, he flew over and wrapped him around his neck from head to head.

"Hmm... help..." The boy fell to the ground, a broken cry escaped from his throat.

The monks standing there rushed to rescue him, but the ghost was tightly entangled in the young man's body, so it was unavoidable to accidentally injure him, and everyone was helpless. Over there, the eagle-eyed monk was still fighting Muza endlessly, but here, Xie Weiyang watched indifferently, and the ghost He was already swallowing the boy's head into his mouth—if the hole in the front was considered a mouth.

"Young City Master." Just when everyone was in a mess, a soft female voice suddenly came out from the quiet carriage, like a pearl on a plate, clear and sweet: "Young City Master, Yuaner is naughty, it is because I have not taught you well as a mother , if there is any offence, Ziyi will accompany him on his behalf, after all, you are brothers connected by blood, it will be bad if you really hurt your friendship, let him go."

Everyone who didn't know was taken aback, it turned out that there was someone else in the carriage.

Xie Weiyang was also very surprised, this woman claimed to be the boy's mother, she only spoke out after hearing her child being beaten violently for so long, is this really her real mother, she is either too tolerant or doesn't care about the boy at all.

Xie Weiyang took a look at the miserable young man, thought he had had enough trouble, and recalled the ghost: "Let's forget about being kind, if you want to accompany you, you should ask the two monks next to you."

The short monk and his companions were already dumbfounded by the changes in front of them. Hearing the words, they said again and again: "No need, no need, just let me wait."

The soft female voice said: "It's because I didn't think well," and then called: "Flying Eagle".

"Yes." The eagle-nosed monk named Flying Eagle, who was fighting back and forth with a sense of presence, finally stopped the protracted battle, and said in his heart, "I seem to have worked hard just now."

On the other hand, as soon as Mu Zha stopped, he scolded, "If you want to fight, fight hard, or stop! What do you mean by pestering me like a pussy!" The two were equally strong. , He was really tired of fighting, seeing that Xie Weiyang couldn't help him when he had something to do, he didn't come in handy for the first time when something happened, he simply failed Xie Shaohua's trust, and he was afraid that his image of incompetence would penetrate into Xie Weiyang's heart, Mu Zha Said very sad.

As soon as Mu Zha finished speaking, everyone's expressions were a little subtle.

Feiying wanted to tear Muza's mouth apart.As soon as this stupid piece of wood came out, I shook off all the little things in my heart, in front of my immediate boss! The drama just now was done for nothing, and even fell into the blacklist of the boss, this has to be investigated... Fei Eagle feels that life has nothing to love.

Xie Weiyang was a little embarrassed, but the female voice was still very soft, as if she didn't know anything, she said to Feiying: "Quickly let go of those two fellow Taoists, and give them a good elixir and top-quality spirit stones to make amends .”

It was obvious that the woman was putting on a show, but the short monk and his companion obviously didn't really want an apology from the other party, and left in a hurry after taking the wound medicine and the spirit stone.

At this moment, an attendant was helping the young man to get into the carriage, oh, the young man's name is Ling Weiyuan, Ling Weiyuan has lost all the arrogance and domineering just now, and when he got into the carriage, he collapsed and cried: "Woooo... Mother...." The soft female voice sighed: "Oh... like your father...."

"Young City Master, Ziyi is resigning." Before leaving, the female voice continued.

Looking at a woman/noren that never showed up?Xie Weiyang: "...."

The carriage took all the monks away, and the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed. Although there were still many people who were quietly watching Xie Weiyang, after a while, the story of the young city lord Xie Weiyang slapping the playboy Ling Weiyuan in the face will add fuel to the legend All over the Tongque City, and even the Desert of the White Wolf, this is probably human nature, and even monks are not immune.

Looking at the leaving carriage, Xie Weiyang turned his head to look at the ghost beside him, and the ghost also turned around, looking at each other.

……

After a while, the ghost stretched his face closer to Xie Weiyang in a fawning manner.

Xie Weiyang turned Yinhun's face aside, and said in disgust: "It's so ugly."

Mu Zha hurriedly looked at it strangely, fell silent for a while, and then commented sincerely: "It's really... so ugly."