After being wronged and rehabilitated

Xiang Chongjing dragged Yi Junting behind him, so that the little fool would not be killed by the little poisonous snake for no reason.

Jin Chuling came up to Xiang Chongjing without touching the ground, and murmured, "Brother Xiang."

Xiang Chongjing gently lifted a corner of the veil, smiled at him, and said softly, "Ah Ling."

Jin Chuling was taken aback for a moment, with ecstasy on his face.

Sure enough, what Su Cansheng said that Xiang Chongjing didn't want to see him was all a lie.

Xiang Chong has protected him for so many years, how could he have resentment towards him?

Yi Junting on the side looked at the boy who was about his age in front of him and opened his eyes wide.

This person is... Jin Chuling, the suzerain of the monster clan?

Why is it different from the lunatic in the rumors?

Xiang Chongjing hangs the veil on the earrings, and holds his right hand casually on the left wrist. It seems that old friends are reunited, but in fact he is always on guard. If Jin Chuling makes a move, he will immediately let the third watch go out to bite someone.

Jin Chuling raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, her voice was soft and waxy, the same as when she was not yet an adult 60 years ago.

"Brother." Jin Chuling wanted to hold his hand timidly, "I know I was wrong, can you forgive me?"

Xiang Chongjing slightly raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you come to kill me?"

Jin Chuling's face paled instantly, and she hurriedly said, "No! I won't hurt you again!"

After he finished speaking, a sinister and ruthless expression suddenly appeared on that beautiful face: "Did the silkworm's voice hurt you?"

Before Xiang Chongjing could answer, Jin Chuling immediately returned to the appearance of a soft and weak little white flower, and said aggrievedly: "Just now I went to find Su Cansheng, and I was almost injured by him."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing was amazed, after so many years, Jin Chuling's brain became more and more ill, and he could chat with himself for half an hour if others didn't answer.

Compared to Su Cansheng, Jin Chuling was easy to deal with, at least he wouldn't slash without saying a word like Su Cansheng.

Xiang Chongjing's voice became more and more gentle: "You said just now that you knew you were wrong, where did you go wrong?"

Jin Chuling saw that there seemed to be no loathing or hatred on Xiang Chongjing's face, and she couldn't even see the slightest suspicion with him, and her heart was full of anticipation.

Xiang Chongjing's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of glass-like luster, Jin Chuling was almost indulged in the tenderness of the dead, and almost couldn't help saying: "The contract between the elder brother and the evil dragon was not a contract of life and death, but a contract of life and death. A seal that was lost thousands of years ago."

Xiang Chongjing smiled lightly, he stretched out his hand to touch Jin Chuling's face, and said softly: "A Ling is really smart, even the lost seal can be broken."

These words are so familiar, Jin Chuling seems to have returned to 60 years ago in a trance, every time he developed a new seal or broke the old seal on the broken scroll, Xiang Chongjing always looked at him gently and touched him heads praise him.

Jin Chuling looked at him eagerly, like a child praised by an elder.

Xiang Chongjing's hand touching his face slid down inch by inch, and his fingers finally landed on Jin Chuling's neck. He tapped the blood twice lightly, with a tone like a bewitching succubus, and murmured: "So , because of your groundless suspicion, should brother Xiang be sealed for 60 years?"

Jin Chuling, who was full of joy, was wrapped around his whole body, and a bone-chilling chill climbed up from his back, almost freezing his whole body to death.

As soon as Xiang Chongjing finished speaking, he didn't look at Jin Chuling's expression at all. Only Qiong Eryi, the size of a hairpin, appeared in Xiang Zhongjing's hands at some point, and the scabbard fell off the ground with a flick of Xiang Zhongjing's little finger.

With a flash of cold light, Jin Chuling retreated abruptly without thinking, but it was too late.

The blood of the demon cultivator has flowed out from the veins in his neck, and the unique fragrance is wafting around.

Jin Chuling couldn't help covering her bloody neck, and looked at Xiang Chongjing with wide eyes in astonishment.

Two drops of blood were also spattered on Xiang Chongjing's cheek, and he wiped it with his hand, leaving two inconspicuous blood marks.

Yi Junting, who was behind him, was already petrified, tugging at Xiang Chongjing's sleeve, with a fuzzy look on his face.

From when Xiang Chongjing drew his sword to when Jin Chuling was wounded and retreated, it was only in an instant, and Yi Junting didn't even know that Xiang Chongjing, who was still intimacy as if treating a lover just now, would strike without hesitation.

——If it wasn't for Jin Chuling's quick retreat, his neck might have been cut off by that sword.

Jin Chuling looked at Xiang Chongjing in disbelief, her lips trembling slightly: "Brother?"

Xiang Chongjing didn't look at him at all, instead he glanced down to catch a glimpse of the blood splattered on his sleeve, "tsk", and muttered in a low voice, "I'm going to be nagging again later."

Jin Chuling held his hands tightly, his nails almost sinking into his palms, his harmless and pitiful expression was a little weird at this moment, it seemed to be a bit sinister, and he forcibly suppressed it again.

"Brother..." He held his neck tightly, tears streaming down his face, "You..."

"Even if I sign a contract with the evil dragon, are you going to seal me?" Xiang Chongjing's pretentious gentleness has all faded away, and he looks at Jin Chuling coldly, his eyes are full of disgust, "Go back and check carefully Find out what those old bastards in Sanmen did back then, I don’t want to verbally apologize, that will only make me sick of you even more.”

Jin Chuling staggered, almost slumped on the ground, his face was devastated, as if he didn't expect Xiang Chongjing to say such words to him.

Xiang Chongjing stuffed Qiong Twenty-one into his sleeve, grabbed Yi Junting's hand, and was about to move forward without even looking at Jin Chuling.

Jin Chuling's face was full of tears, and was about to keep him, when he accidentally saw Xiang Chongjing's five fingers holding Yi Junting's wrist, and immediately froze in place.

She has always only been fond of him, but one day she will be so intimate with a stranger.

hand……

Jin Chuling's eyes full of tears turned scarlet in an instant, countless murderous intentions welled up in her heart, and the hostility that had been suppressed with all her might was released suddenly.

In an instant, the slender boy turned into a tall man, looking at Yi Junting's hand with a cold expression.

Yi Junting suddenly felt that his wrist was a little cold, and before he thought about it, he suddenly felt that someone appeared in front of him out of thin air, and held him in his arms.

There was a muffled bang, and the soil on the wasteland was knocked up for a while, and the ground was covered with dust.

Yi Junting was stunned and didn't know what happened. He just felt the cold palm of the person holding him, not like the breath of a living person.

He raised his head slightly, and the first thing that caught his eyes was the crazily spinning dice, followed by Qiong Nianyi's unscrupulous face.

Yi Junting was stunned.

Qiong Eryi hugged Yi Junting with one hand, facing forward with the other, her robes fluttering, and her posture gracefully blocked Jin Chuling's powerful demon power.

He raised his slender eyebrows and smiled at Yan Yan: "Sovereign Jin Chu, it's no fun to get angry when you are ashamed. What kind of grudges do you have for hitting my master? What kind of skill is it to get angry with a child?"

Yi Junting: "..."

Phase Mirror: "..."

It's really his good twenty-one.

Yi Junting hurriedly got up from his arms, only then did he realize that Jin Chuling seemed to be about to kill himself, but Qiong Eryi, who always took pleasure in bullying him, blocked him.

Xiang Chongjing looked at Jin Chuling coldly, his eyes full of disgust.

After Jin Chuling came back to his senses, he immediately regretted it. He took a step forward and said slowly, "Chong Jing, I didn't mean it."

Xiang Chongjing didn't want to get entangled with him at all, so he checked that Yi Junting was not injured, turned around and left.

Only this time he didn't hold Yi Junting's hand again.

Yi Junting was stunned for a while before he realized that he was in shock after being almost killed.

Qiong Eranyi held Yi Junting's hand with a smile, and said as she walked, "Come on, bet on the big and the small?"

Yi Junting looked at him timidly, and finally changed his mind about this person.

He was about to speak when Xiang Chongjing glanced coldly: "21."

Joan Twenty-one hastily fell silent.

After wandering outside for so many years, I almost forgot that I can't say anything about gambling in front of the master, otherwise I will be punished again.

The three left smoothly, but Jin Chuling, who had gone crazy, didn't catch up again for some reason.

After entering the city gate, Yi Junting looked back tentatively, and found that the boy in white was still standing there blankly, with a slender figure, as if he could be blown by a gust of wind.

***

After 60 years, Qiong Eryi finally saw the light of day again. Seeing the hustle and bustle of the world around her, her eyes glowed and she looked left and right, and her whole body was filled with unconcealable excitement.

Xiang Chongjing followed Yi Junting to the registration place for the Royal Beast Ceremony, and Qiong Eryi ran all over the city like crazy, and came back with a bunch of things every once in a while, eagerly asking Xiang Chongjing to choose the best-looking one .

Xiang Chongjing didn't choose either, and chose to beat him up.

Joan twenty-one: "..."

After a while, Qiong Eryi got tired of playing, walked up to Xiang Chongjing, and said with a playful smile: "Master, Jin Chuling is not a character who gives up easily, are you sure he won't bother you again?"

Xiang Chongjing looked at the gate of the mansion where there was a long queue not far away, and knew that there was a place for registration, so he responded casually: "He will, but he won't use that skin again."

Qiong Eryiyi tilted her head, not knowing why.

The three of them didn't take a few steps, and suddenly a child carved in pink and jade came running over. When passing in front of Xiangzhong mirror, his left foot suddenly crossed his right foot, and he slapped his face on the ground with a slap. The candied haws rolled and fell on Xiang Chongjing's spotless boots.

The child fought back tears, struggled to get up, and slightly raised his head, revealing a wound on his neck that had not yet healed.

Seeing the candied haws sticking to Xiang Chongjing's boots, he hurriedly choked up and apologized: "Brother, I'm sorry."

Phase Mirror: "..."

With a blank expression on his face, Xiang Zhong stepped on the child's raised head back to the ground again.

Jin Chuling: "..."

People around: "..."

Qiong Eryi hugged Xiang Chongjing's waist and pulled back desperately: "Master! Master, forget it! This is outside!"

Xiang Chongjing was pulled back, and he wanted to kick a few more times with a sullen face, but he couldn't reach it and had to give up.

After he brushed away Joan Twenty-one and stood still, he realized that all the monks around him were looking at him like a scumbag.

Phase Mirror: "..."

With sharp ears, he heard the people next to him talking.

"You scum, that person dares to torture such a small child in the street?"

"Looking at the person who looks like a dog, I didn't expect to be a sanctimonious hypocrite!"

"Heh!"

Phase Mirror: "..."

Jin Chuling was also frightened. He didn't expect Xiang Chongjing to recognize him at a glance, and he was scolded by so many people for beating him. His face was pale, and he hurriedly got up, pointing fiercely at the person who was pointing at the side Roaring: "What are you looking at?! If you talk nonsense again, I will pull out your tongues!"

The people who stood up for him: "..."

I don't know good people!

Jin Chuling didn't care how others pointed at him, and went to fawn on Xiang Chongjing.

But when he turned his head, Xiang Chongjing had long since disappeared.

Jin Chuling: "..."

Xiang Chongjing, who took advantage of the chaos and fled, looked more gloomy than ever. With a sullen face, he followed Yi Junting to a remote place, leaned on Linjiang Peak and walked through the back door to sign up.

Gu Congxu said, "How did you recognize him?"

Xiang Chongjing rubbed his eyebrows: "I almost forgot. When I got married with Jin Chuling back then, although we didn't have a Taoist couple contract, we had a demon clan's knot."

"Even the knot?"

"En." Xiang Chongjing said, "It's similar to a paper marriage contract in the mortal world, and it's easy to handle, as long as it's broken."

He sighed, still feeling a little annoyed, he obviously didn't want to get involved with Jin Chuling anymore, but as long as there was a couple, he still had to go to the Yaozu after the Beast Ceremony.

Gu Congxu thought about it, and vaguely remembered that this nice-sounding "connection knot" was not a good thing at all, and was often used on the furnace.

He frowned and said, "Do you have enmity with the Yaozu?"

Otherwise, why would the famous sword master marry a man from the Yaozu?Or is this a method of humiliation?

"No." Xiang Chongjing smiled and looked at a group of teenagers not far away wearing the uniforms of disciples of the Yizong, and said with great interest, "It is because of the enmity between the Yizong and me."

"Didn't you go to Yizong disciple before?"

Xiang Chongjing shook his head: "I'm just a sword for Yizong."

If the sword is rebellious, it is naturally impossible to keep it in Yizong.

Standing in the corner, Xiang Chongjing watched the group of teenagers who were going to Yizong happily sign up, and then turned and left.

After going back and forth like this for a long time, when Xiang Zhongjing took Qiong Nianyi back to the Endless Building, Man Qiuza was already restless and was losing his temper at the wooden puppet.

Realizing that Xiang Chongjing had just arrived at the door, Man Qiuza immediately jumped down from the tall building, landed flutteringly, and said anxiously: "I thought you weren't coming back."

Xiang Chongjing couldn't help laughing: "Didn't you say heal my hand?"

Man Qiuzhan looked at the sword in his waist vigilantly, and said: "I'll heal your hand, are you going to leave?!"

Xiang Chongjing looked at him strangely: "In your heart, am I such an ungrateful person?"

Man Qiuzhan thought about it, although Xiang Chongjing must be merciless and ruthless in revenge, but it was always repaid by dripping kindness, and he had helped him so much, so it didn't make sense for him to be kicked after healed his hand.

Only then did Man Qiuzhen feel relieved, and with a happy smile, he tore off his veil and threw it away. He couldn't even wait to enter the door, so he raised his hand and changed his clothes again. Changed hair accessories.

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing didn't even have the strength to sigh, and let Man Qiuza play with him.

After feasting his eyes, Man Qiuzhao dragged him to the medicated bath that had been prepared, and said, "Wait for me here."

After all, Dian Dian ran away.

The hot air in the bath filled the whole room, Xiang Chongjing took off his robe and threw it aside, leaned on the soft couch and closed his eyes to sort out the memories in his mind.

Gu Congxu, who seldom opened his mouth, suddenly said, "Are you looking for how to break the knot?"

Xiang Chongjing didn't even open his eyes, and responded lazily.

Gu Congxu hesitated for a moment, and said, "I can erase all the marks left by demon cultivators."

Hearing the words, Xiang Chongjing hooked his lips and smiled, his consciousness sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and looked at the giant dragon circling around not far away: "Oh? Then what price will I have to pay?"

Erasing the imprint left by the demon cultivator is not as easy as taming the snow wolf. It is impossible for Gu Congxu to be so easy-going and offer to help himself.

Gu Congxu was stunned.

Xiang Chongjing regarded his silence as thinking, and thoughtfully advised him: "Want me to give you my right hand too?"

Gu Congxu turned into a human form, looking at the prime minister with narrow eyes, he said in a deep voice after a while: "You humans, do you have to be so clear about everything?"

Xiang Chongjing propped his chin, squinted his eyes and said, "There is never any kindness without a reason in this world, and even if there is, it shouldn't fall on me. I don't have such good luck."

Gu Congxu felt a little uncomfortable, and after a while he said coldly, almost angry: "Okay, then give me your right hand."

Don't be in vain!

After getting it, he gnawed it like a pig's trotter!

Xiang Chongjing hooked his lips meaningfully, very satisfied that he guessed Gu Congxu's wolf ambition correctly.

It's just that although he smiled, there was no warmth in his eyes.

Xiang Chongjing thought indifferently, that's right.

What he needs to pay a price to get can make him feel at ease.

The two hadn't reached an agreement yet, Man Qiuza came back quickly, holding a row of silver needles in his hand.

Xiang Chongjing was pushed by him to take off his clothes and get down the medicated bath. The medicated bath seemed to be mixed with countless elixir. As soon as he entered the water, he drilled overwhelmingly into Xiang Chongjing's meridians, followed by bursts of severe pain .

Gu Congxu was still sulking in the corner of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and opened his eyes quickly when he noticed Xiang Chongjing's strangeness.

Xiang Chongjing's meridians all over his body were forcibly expanded by the elixir, causing him to sweat coldly on his forehead, but there was no clue at all on that bright face, as if he was just in an ordinary mess.

Man Qiuza held his face and stared obsessively, no matter how painful it was, this face still did not disappoint him, it was still so beautiful.

He was obsessed with beauty, until Xiang Zhongjing frowned, Man Qiuza didn't realize it, and hurriedly pricked the silver needle in his hand on Xiang Zhongjing's left hand hanging aside.

In an instant, the severe pain in the meridian suddenly exploded, even if he could bear the pain like a heavy mirror, he couldn't help but let out a low moan.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, countless dusty memories flashed one by one like paintings. Gu Congxu looked at the memories that flashed like flowing water in surprise, and was about to speak when he suddenly caught a ray of familiar soul memory whizzing away from the corner of his eye. Pass.

Gu Congxu's pupils shrank.

That piece of memory was incompatible with other memories, as if it had been forcibly stuffed in, and a man in red was vaguely seen sitting on a dead tree, the hem of his clothes being blown away by the wind.

A small black dragon coiled on a dead tree branch, circled half a circle around the man in red, and rested its head on his lap.

The man lowered his eyes and gently stroked Xiaolong's head, his face was full of tenderness.

He opened his lips lightly, and uttered a sentence that Gu Congxu branded in his soul.

"Just call me, Cong Xu."