After the demon king failed to beg for death

Before Fu Ling could finish thinking about the troubles caused by his bald head, Li Chen had already turned around again.

But he didn't do anything else, he just tidied up Fu Ling's clothes.

Cover it tightly!

Fu Ling glanced at Li Chen, the clothes under his body couldn't hide the passion/desire just stirred up, obviously he also had a reaction.

But this person's indifferent and ascetic face looks like nothing happened.

Fu Ling squinted his eyes, and stretched out his foot to brush across Li Chen's clothes as if playing a prank.

Li Chen's movements obviously paused, but the movements of his subordinates did not stop at all. He just said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, don't bother me."

As soon as Fu Ling grasped Li Chen's arm, he raised his head and approached, and asked with a little evil intention: "What are you doing, are you being Liu Xiahui, or do you want to show how calm you are?"

The muscles on Li Chen's arms were tense, and even his whole body felt oppressed.

His voice seemed to be a little hoarse than before: "Master, are you sure you want to tease me like this now?"

Although Fu Ling's head was bald, he couldn't stop that stunning face, and the blurred eyes just now.

The strength imprinted in the bones, every move, every word and deed, is hard to control.

God knows how much effort it took Li Chen to stand up straight like this.

He gently took Fu Ling's tightly bandaged right hand, bent down and kissed the back of the hand, and said calmly: "Your arm is still broken. I'm afraid I can't do some movements. After so many years I've been waiting, and it's not too short of ten days and half a month, is it?"

Fu Ling thought about it a lot, but he didn't expect that this guy had already arranged all the actions in his mind! ! !

In an instant, countless romantic storybooks that he had read flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but think, what kind of movement does he have to use his right arm? Couldn't he just lie down?

It was as if he was still thinking about the issue of food and clothing, but the person in front of him was already thinking about big fish and big meat.

I really can't see it.

After helping Fu Ling tidy up his clothes, Li Chen stood up straight with a calm face, at least he couldn't tell what state he was in from his face.

Fu Ling has seen what it looks like to be well-dressed.

It was as if he had re-acquainted with this person, even looking at him with a kind of scrutiny that was difficult to describe in words.

Li Chen's heart was tickled by his staring gaze, but he just rolled his Adam's apple, and turned around in a rather gentlemanly manner.

Fu Ling couldn't help thinking, was it because he had never seen through this person, or...was he also taken away?

"My lord, all the disciples have assembled, waiting for the order of the lord?"

Qi Rui's voice suddenly came from the foot of the mountain, disrupting Fu's messy guess.

He shook his head and asked, "What did you call all the disciples for?"

Li Chen stepped forward, held Fu Ling's left hand with one hand, passed his fingers through the gaps between his fingers, interlocked his fingers, and pulled him out.

"Something happened down the mountain."

As soon as Fu Ling heard it, he knew that this matter was definitely not small.

If it is a trivial matter, there is really no need to summon all the disciples so much.

Could it be that those righteous people are making a comeback again.

Speaking of which, after returning from Xuantianzong, Fu Ling and Li Chen retreated for two months, which was enough for those people to recover.

After thinking about it, he followed Li Chen into the main hall of Mingshi Mountain.

Li Chen's mask was blown to pieces under the catastrophe because of the protective amulet, and there was not even a scum left.

So the disciples of Mingshi Mountain finally got a glimpse of the true face of their Lord.

It's just that the aura around Li Chen was too domineering, the disciples with lower cultivation bases didn't dare to look directly at him, they just sneaked a few glances out of the corners of their eyes, but they couldn't move their eyes away after such a look, and couldn't speak. All eyes are unbelievable.

Because Li Chen clasped his fingers tightly, holding a person.

The man was dressed in fluttering white clothes, although he was a little shorter than the lord, but his back was straight, and the way he walked was quite imposing, which was very similar to the lord's imagination.

Most importantly, this man is bald.

The Lord actually led a monk.

Fu Ling also thought about whether to cover up his bald head, after all, it would hinder his image and inevitably be discussed.

But this idea only appeared for a moment before he was denied it.

Big winds and waves, life and death have been experienced, how can you care about other people's opinions because of this mere hair?

If that was the case, then he wouldn't be called the Great Devil Fu Ling anymore.

Fu Ling didn't think about covering it up, but in Li Chen's eyes, no matter what he looked like, he was his favorite, so naturally he didn't think the bald head was any hindrance, and he didn't think about covering it up.

Therefore, after the congregation of Mingshi Mountain experienced the divine appearance of the Lord for the first time, they realized another thing, that is, the person whom the Lord likes is a monk.

He is still a monk with high strength and no one can beat him.

When Fu Ling crossed the catastrophe, the people in Mingshishan already knew about it, but none of them had seen Fu Ling's true face, so naturally they couldn't know whether the hair was there before or after the catastrophe.

All in all, the rumor that the Demon Sect Venerable likes monks spread out by accident. After various versions of the propaganda, there were even rumors that Li Chen had a special hobby.

It is said that the venerable Demon Sect has a special liking for bald heads, and especially loves beautiful monks. Once he has a fancy, he will use all means to snatch it back.

Very devilish.

These are all things to say later, but at the moment, everyone in Mingshishan discovered an even more shocking thing.

Li Chen led Fu Ling onto the stage, and actually led him to the top of the seat.

Li Chen had always been the only one who could sit in that position, even if an ordinary disciple took a step, he would be punished.

But at this moment, everyone watched helplessly as Li Chen not only brought him up, but even signaled the monk to sit down first.

There was no sound in the hall, and Fu Ling stood here again after 120 years, looking at these new disciples standing in the audience, he went back to many years ago in a daze.

It's just that he looked at it for a long time, but he didn't sit down, but said with a smile: "You are the lord, you sit down."

Li Chen took a deep look at him, and seemed to understand what he meant, but he didn't shirk, and sat down first.

But after sitting down, the hand holding him pulled Fu Ling and sat beside him.

He leaned over and said softly, "Just sit here and don't go anywhere."

Right under his nose, no one can take him away again.

Qi Rui who was standing under the stage hooked An Qi's finger beside him, and signaled with his eyes: Did you see that, the lord must know the identity of the old lord.

An Qi also had an indelible smile in his eyes, and replied: I see, I am not blind.

The two people exchanged eyebrows, and looked at the two people sitting on the stage from time to time, the corners of their mouths couldn't hide their smiles.

Fu Ling wasn't uncomfortable either. For Li Chen, it has been 120 years, but for him, the rebirth has only been less than a year, and there is no sense of strangeness at all.

After the two sat down at the same time, Li Chen did not get to the point first, but first emphasized a decree.

"In the future, seeing him is like seeing me, and his orders are my orders."

Fu Ling has no intention of competing with him for the status of the lord now, but Li Chen's words are telling everyone in Mingshi Mountain that he is also the master of Mingshi Mountain.

Everyone paused, and Qi Rui led An Qi to take the lead and replied: "Yes, my lord."

As soon as the two spoke, everyone on the field also responded: "Yes, my lord."

Before Fu Ling came, he told Li Chen that the identity of "Fu Ling" disappeared 120 years ago, and his current identity is Luo Xuan, so he should be a simple Luo Xuan.

Therefore, there is no need to tell these people in Mingshishan his true identity.

Li Chen agreed, but pushed him in front of others in another way.

Whether it is Fu Ling or Luo Xuan, he will always be the master of Mingshi Mountain, and this place will always be his home.

The tip of his nose was slightly sour. Although it was less than a year since he was reborn, he cherished this year more than the hundreds of years in his previous life.

However, at this slightly sour moment, a hostile look made him pause.

Fu Ling raised his eyes and swept across the crowd, but his gaze was fleeting and disappeared, as if it was just his illusion for a short time.

But he knew, absolutely not.

Fu Ling sneered in his heart, but there was no change on his face. Not only did he not, but he leaned towards Li Chen lazily.

Li Chen put his arm around his waist and asked in a low voice, "Tired?"

Fu Ling lazily hummed, lowered his eyes, and acted like a cartilage patient with peace of mind.

Li Chen adjusted his movements to make him lean more comfortably, and then he looked at the numb audience.

"What's going on down the mountain?"

When it came to business, everyone's expressions suddenly became serious.

Qi Rui stepped forward and threw a glass bead, which recorded what happened down the mountain during the two days of retreat.

As soon as the glazed beads appeared, everyone's hearts tightened, because a purple and black face with a ferocious face appeared in the picture.

Fu Ling immediately sat up straight, and he saw the problem with just one glance.

"This is... a demon corpse."

In the picture, the demon corpse is running towards a city with its teeth and claws open, grabbing and biting people while running.

However, the most frightening thing is not this demon corpse, behind this demon corpse is actually followed by hundreds of such corpses.

These demon corpses have all lost consciousness, controlled by demon energy, and attack indiscriminately, some are even low-level monks.

And these monks are much more powerful than ordinary people, and ordinary mortals have no power to fight back.

The whole city was like a purgatory, countless people were killed and injured, and the dead people turned into demon corpses, one after another.

Everyone in the audience looked at it with a cold heart. What is this thing? Its power is so terrifying that even monks can be infected.

Qi Rui's face was solemn: "My lord, demon corpses have appeared in every state capital right now, and all major sects have sent people to exterminate the demons. However, the number of these demon corpses is so large that they have already endangered the lives of all the people."

Li Chen hadn't spoken yet, but Fu Ling frowned, and subconsciously asked, "Have you found out where the source is?"

Qi Rui: "It hasn't been found yet, but the place where the demon corpse first appeared is near Xishan."

Xishan, the site of Tianhuo Pavilion, is also where the Valley of the Underworld is located.

Fu Ling made a judgment in his heart, and continued to ask: "What's the current situation in Cangzhou? Is there any disciple in my teaching infected by the devil's energy?"

Qi Rui still respectfully said: "Cangzhou City has already been sealed off by me, and all outsiders are not allowed to enter. There have also been two infected people in my teaching, and they have been controlled and locked up in dungeons."

Fu Ling nodded, he still recognized Qi Rui's ability very much, with him around, most of the time, don't worry about it.

Since people in Mingshi Mountain have already been infected, the outbreak of demon corpses is indeed a very critical matter.

Fu Ling was worried about the disciples in the sect, so he stood up involuntarily, put his hands behind his back, and took two steps forward.

"Take me to the dungeon first to see who those two people are and what the situation is. In addition, let all the disciples of Mingshi Mountain be careful. Once you encounter an infected person, don't hesitate to cut off their heads. Only in this way can these demon corpses be truly killed." wipe out."

Qi Rui and An Qi bowed without hesitation: "Yes, Lord."

Everyone in the audience was silent, looked at each other, and even looked at the scene in front of them inexplicably.

The new disciples were full of doubts, but those disciples who grew up in Mingshi Mountain were stunned.

This scene...why is it so familiar?

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Fu Ling: Although I haven't worked for a year, I am still very skilled in business.

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