After being wronged and rehabilitated

Xiang Chongjing said coldly: "If you bother me again, you will die..."

Just halfway through the ruthless words, Xiang Chong mirroring sensed something, the coldness on his face froze, and he suddenly moved his hand away.

"Ok?"

Song Youqiu's nose was red from being knocked down, and the first thing he did when he got up after being thrown like this was not to get angry, but to rush to pick up the small coffins scattered on the ground.

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing touched his nose and let out a dry cough when he saw the familiar style of "death to the coffin".

got the wrong person.

Gu Congxu laughed unceremoniously in the sea of ​​consciousness, but he forgot that there was something in his mouth, and the knot fell down when he opened his mouth. He was almost choked by the laughter, and hurriedly dived into the sea of ​​consciousness to escape The knot that was gone was brought back again.

"It's dangerous." Gu Congxu thought, "If you lose the knot, you will definitely be laughed at again."

Master Zhenlong's majesty cannot be violated, he closed his fangs and tightened his grip on the things in his mouth.

Xiang Chongjing awkwardly picked up the small coffin for Song Youqiu, and when handing it back to him, Song Youqiu's hands still trembled.

Song Youqiu thought that his little calculation of wanting to cheat Xiang Chongjing had been exposed, so he immediately begged for forgiveness: "Master Sword, forgive me, I am obsessed with ghosts, jade has deceived my heart, please be merciful."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing didn't understand what he said, showing a puzzled expression.

Over the years, Song Youqiu has dealt with all kinds of monsters, ghosts and snake gods, and his ability to perceive words and emotions is top-notch. Seeing Xiang Chongjing's puzzled and apologetic eyes, he narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively, "Jian Zun just now... did he admit the wrong person?"

Xiang Chongjing nodded, pulled him up, and said, "I'm sorry, it was my fault. You didn't get hurt, did you?"

Song Youqiu's skin is rough and thick, and he has the spiritual power to protect his body so he won't be hurt by this fall. Seeing Xiang Chongjing, he didn't seem to know his plan, and once again corrected his attitude of wanting to cheat Xiang Chongjing.

"I'm hurt." Song Youqiu covered his waist in pain, "My waist, my back, and my neck."

Xiang Chongjing also saw his clumsy pretentiousness, so he was not angry, and said with a smile: "Then let me rub it for you?"

Song Youqiu: "How dare you bother Sword Master...uh!"

Xiang Chongjing squinted his eyes and grabbed the back of his neck. The fingers that had been holding the sword all year round were extremely strong. With a little force, the fingertips almost sank into the flesh.

Xiang Chongjing said softly, "Does this still hurt?"

Song Youqiu: "..."

Song Youqiu suffered on his own, was pinched until tears came out, and said with tears in his eyes, "It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you Sword Master."

Then Xiang Chongjing withdrew his hand.

Song Youqiu touched his neck in fear, and glanced aside from the corner of his eye, and saw a strange man holding a bunch of luck charms looking at him with cannibalistic eyes.

Song Youqiu: "..."

Jin Chuling, who came belatedly, had a panoramic view of the scene where Cai Xiangzhong gently put his hands behind Song Youqiu's neck with his face full of mirrors, and the body that had finally changed into a skin had a tendency to return to its original shape again.

He tightly held the fortune-telling talisman in his hand, wishing he could kill Song Youqiu directly.

Song Youqiu inexplicably felt cold on the back of his neck, clutching his neck, turned his head and ran forward following Xiang Chongjing.

His intuition told him that it was better not to stay where he was.

Xiang Chongjing walked and said, "What you said a few days ago in the secret realm, the sound of silkworms destroyed my coffin, didn't it?"

Song Youqiu jumped up and down and said, "That's right, I don't guarantee compensation."

"Then you hand over the bill to Su Cansheng and ask him to pay for my coffin." Xiang Chongjing thought for a while, "Oh yes, by the way, let him send back my Ding Hun coffin."

Seeing someone paying the bill, Song Youqiu nodded hurriedly: "Cheng Chengcheng, I have to pay ten jade stones for the words."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Seeing that Xiang Chongjing didn't want to draw his sword to cut him, Song Youqiu took an inch and said with a smile: "Also, just now I have asked the Funeral Pavilion to spread the news of the old snow wolf's change of owner to all over Kyushu. After a while, everyone will know." gone."

As he spoke, he stretched out his paws, frantically gesturing to Xiang Chongjing.

Xiang Chongjing finally knew what Song Youqiu's cannibalistic expression meant when he ran over just now, he dared to kill people.

Song Youqiu was only thinking of making money in the coffin, and he would never do such a thankless thing with good intentions. It could only be that someone couldn't understand that Su Cansheng paid him to do it.

Xiang Chongjing didn't say anything, and nodded: "Well, okay, if you want to fix the soul coffin, I'll tie it to you together."

Anyway, that gambler Qiong Eranyi has plenty of jade.

Song Youqiu laughed until his eyes disappeared: "Thank you Sword Master for your patronage!"

Xiang Chongjing didn't pay attention to him anymore, and walked to a place where no one was around, the ghost fire on the earrings suddenly burst out, roaring like a dragon and rushing towards the people who followed closely behind him.

Jin Chuling's pupils shrank, and before he could unleash his spiritual power, the fire had already reached his eyes, and with a bang, the fortune charm he held in his arms was completely burned away.

Ashes fell from Jin Chuling's fingers little by little.

Jin Chuling's face was full of bewilderment, and the skin she was trying to control had returned to its original appearance.

60 years ago, even if Jin Chuling got into a big disaster and Xiang Chongjing got angry again, as long as he held a bunch of fortune charms or lamps to make him happy, he would immediately forgive himself.

This is the first time that Xiang Chongjing burns a transporter.

Jin Chuling could barely breathe, and suddenly felt a sense of despair that "he will never come back again" in a trance.

"Stop bothering me."

Xiang Chongjing looked at him with cold eyes, and he didn't even bother to feel resentment.

Jin Chuling took a few steps forward, her eyes were slightly red, and she murmured: "Chong Jing, back then you obviously... liked me the most."

In Jin Chuling's cognition of a lunatic, no matter how many wrong things he has done, as long as he is willing to make up for it, he will definitely be able to return to the original point. That's why he took so much trouble to get close to Xiang Chongjing, trying to get back together with him .

Xiang Chongjing was completely annoyed by his eyes.

Just now he and Su Can's voice had finished talking harshly, I'm afraid Su Shouzun will never pester him again from now on;

But Jin Chuling, who doesn't listen to people at all, has no sense of right and wrong, doesn't listen to others at all, and blindly only believes in her own principles, which is more difficult than Su Cansheng.

Xiang Chongjing took a deep breath, walked down the stairs, stood on the steps above Jin Chuling, and looked down at him: "Jin Chuling, do you know why I liked you back then?"

Jin Chuling looked up at him, and said blankly, "Because Ah Ling is smart and good-looking?"

Phase Mirror: "..."

Song Youqiu: "..."

Even if Xiang Chongjing was angry again, he was almost laughed at by this answer.

Song Youqiu suppressed his laughter, and stayed where he was as a pillar despite the danger of being silenced by Jin Chuling.

It's so exciting, he wants to go back and write a book about the love-hate entanglement of Su Cansheng, Xiang Chongjing, and Jin Chuling, and it will be sold all over Kyushu by then!

Thanks again to Xiang Jianzun for allowing him to be on the front line of a good show again.

"No." Xiang Chongjing looked indifferent, "The reason why I like you is because you have always looked down on me."

Jin Chuling blinked in confusion, not quite understanding the meaning of this sentence.

"what?"

"To Quyizong, I'm just a dog they raised. The patriarch of Quyizong named me "Lian" to make me restrain myself so as not to take away Qu Weixian's edge. "

Xiang Chongjing leaned slightly, looked down at Jin Chuling's vertical pupils, and said in a low voice: "But since I made a splash in the Beast Ceremony, they knew that they could no longer control me, so they made me marry the monster clan. "

Jin Chuling stared at him blankly, not quite understanding why Xiang Chongjing wanted to tell him this.

"It's said to be a marriage, but it's actually just sending a cauldron to the Yaozu." Xiang Chongjing whispered in Jin Chuling's ear, "I thought I was disheartened, but after I met you, I knew, My freedom has come."

Jin Chuling seemed to have sensed the meaning of this passage, and her face suddenly became pale as paper.

"no……"

"You... that's not the case."

Jin Chuling shook her head, not knowing what she was denying.

But Xiang Chongjing broke his self-deception word by word.

"Jin Chuling, you are just a tool I use to get rid of Qu Yizong." Xiang Zhongjing said coldly, "Now that Qu Yizong can't control me, you are of no use to me."

Jin Chuling suddenly hissed: "You are not such a person! Back then you really wanted to become a Taoist couple with me! You were so kind to me..."

so good?

After Jin Chuling finished saying this, she was a little taken aback.

He thought blankly, when Xiang Chongjing was so kind to him back then, why...why did he so cruelly seal him in that sarcophagus for 60 years?

It wasn't until this time that the aloof Jin Chuling really realized how cold-blooded and ruthless what he did to Xiang Chongjing back then.

How could he have the face to ask Xiang Chongjing to go back to the past?

"Sixty years ago, you just regarded me as a plaything that came and went when you wanted it."

Xiang Chongjing raised his left hand and held something like a bunch of dead branches, which was a knot.

Jin Chuling's eyes finally showed a hint of panic, and beggingly stretched out her hand to Lian Lizhi, as if she wanted to keep her.

"Re-mirror..."

"And now..." Xiang Chongjing closed his palms together fiercely, and the knot shattered in response, "We're even."

He lowered his hand and said indifferently, "Don't bother me in the future."

After all, Xiang Chongjing turned around and left.

Song Youqiu looked at Jin Chuling's distraught appearance, snickered, and ran away bumping along with Xiang Chongjing.

It wasn't until he left Jin Chuling's sight that Song Youqiu laughed loudly and said, "You are so happy, Sword Master!"

Xiang Chongjing's mood was not affected at all, and he was still looking for the Mustard Accord where Man Qiusa was, without saying a word.

Song Youqiu's nonsense came out as soon as he opened his mouth, and he flattered him with a smile: "The sword master was so majestic just now, but the knot was crushed with bare hands."

Xiang Chongjing coughed dryly, and replied vaguely with a guilty conscience: "Well, yes."

In fact, he only looked majestic on the surface. It was Gu Congxu who manipulated his left hand to crush the Lianli branch. The impact force was stronger than rubbing and erasing it secretly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Gu Congxu said in the sea of ​​consciousness: "It's my prestige, you didn't do anything."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing echoed him: "Well, yes, Master Zhenlong is the most prestigious."

Gu Congxu held back his joy, and went to the sea of ​​knowledge again.

Xiang Chongjing was a little lost.

If someone had said before that he and Gu Congxu could get along peacefully and no one would count anyone else, he would have thought that person was talking in his sleep.

Xiang Chongjing looked at Gu Congxu, who couldn't hide his joy at all, rolling in the sea of ​​consciousness, and sighed helplessly.

It seems that this dragon is simpler than he imagined.

I just don't know why it is called a dragon by the world.

Xiang Chongjing searched for a while but couldn't find Mustard Accord. The second wave of competition had already started on the test stage. Compared with the last one, there were much fewer people this time.

Xiang Chongjing knew that Yi Junting would be there, so he randomly found an empty seat and sat down, waiting to see the kid play.

The human sea competition started again, and there was another round of pecking and pecking fights, and Xiang Chongjing almost yawned watching it.

When there were not many people left on the competition stage, a pitch-black panther suddenly appeared on the competition stage and roared violently, frightening the spectators who had not calmed down again and almost couldn't sit still.

Xiang Chongjing originally used Qiong Ernyi's move as a pillow to lean on, but now he regained his energy and sat up straight to look at the competition stage.

In the center of the competition stage, Yi Junting stepped on the paw of the spirit beast with eyes full of light, looked at the pale-faced Quyizong disciple not far away, said "Ha" and said, "Eat my tail!"

The spirit beast was about to stretch out its paws to slap people, but when it heard what its master said, it froze for a moment, then quickly turned around and flicked its tail.

With a bang, the spirit beast's tail was so huge that it knocked out cracks in the ground with one blow, and the disciples who went to Yizong ran away immediately, screaming in pain.

At this moment, in the frontmost spectator seats, the head of Linjiang Fengyi stood up, almost stepped on the railing in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Son! Kill all the grandsons who went to Yizong!"

Everyone: "..."

The other disciples of Linjiang Peak were not afraid of losing face, they watched with excitement as the spirit beasts of Yi Junting beat their arch-enemy Qu Yizong and fled in embarrassment, and shouted.

"Senior brother, come on, senior brother!"

"Revenge for the anger we suffered when we went to Yizong—"

"Kill all those bastards!"

Everyone: "..."

Yi Chihan: "..."

Yi Chihan propped his forehead, resisting the urge to run away.

A disciple of Qu Yizong who was in a mess staggered and controlled the spirit beast to run forward desperately, but after running a long way, he realized that there seemed to be no movement behind him. He stopped tentatively and looked back, his face immediately turned green.

After Yi Junting's spirit beast attacked a person with its tail, it suddenly acted instinctively, completely ignoring the enemy, and instead happily chased its own tail around in circles.

Yi Junting grabbed the spirit beast's hair to prevent himself from being thrown off, and was so bumped that he was about to spit it out, screaming: "Stop! Stop it!"

The spirit beast became addicted to playing and turned faster.

Yi Junting: "..."

vomit!

Everyone: "..."

Linjiang Peak disciple: "..."

The people who were shouting vigorously sat down expressionlessly and remained silent.

Xiang Chongjing laughed so hard that he fell on Qiong Eryi's arm. Qiong Eryi squinted his eyes and looked at the joyous spirit beast, then opened his eyes suddenly, and a cold sword intent shot towards the running beast like an arrow. Happy spirit beast.

The spirit beast froze all over suddenly, stopped abruptly, its pupils shrank suddenly, and looked around in a panic.

Finally stopped moving.

Only then did Yi Junting feel relieved, and stepped on the paw of the spirit beast angrily.

The spirit beast knew that he had caused trouble, so he rubbed against Yi Junting courteously.

Yi Junting was very coaxing, and quickly calmed down, controlling the spirit beast to continue the competition.

Only then did Qiong Eryi withdraw her gaze, and quickly explained to Shang Xiang Chongjing's narrow gaze, "That child is too soft-hearted, even spirit beasts can bully him casually."

Xiang Chongjing smiled and said nothing.

Without Su Cansheng and Jin Chuling in his world, everything seemed to make him happy.

If there is no accident, Yi Junting will win, and Xiang Chongjing didn't wait too long, so as not to be full of Qiuza's old mother-in-law.

After searching for a while, I finally found the Mustard Accord.

Xiang Chongjing stepped in and saw Song Youqiu, who had separated from him earlier, was sitting next to Man Qiuza, and pasted a piece of funeral hall promotional paper on his face to save Man Qiuza from annoyance.

Holding the stack of papers, he chattered endlessly: "...It's very simple, the Mandarin only needs to paste the paper from my funeral pavilion on the pillar at the gate of the Endless Building, and it's over! Anyone who comes to look for you is dying anyway. People, you are dead, let them jump directly to the funeral hall to buy coffins, wouldn't it save a lot of trouble?"

Phase Mirror: "..."

It is really a miracle that Song Youqiu survived without being beaten to death.

Any doctor would not agree with such a bad idea, but Man Qiuzhao, who was lazily resting his chin, tilted his head and thought about it, and said, "It makes sense."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Man Qiusa is an even bigger miracle.

Two lunatics will be even crazier when they get together, Xiang Chongjing doesn't even bother to care about them.

Man Qiuzao chatted with Song Youqiu boredly, and suddenly saw Xiang Chongjing coming back, and immediately got up to meet him: "Why are you so slow?! My eyes hurt from waiting, come here, come and change clothes .”

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing glanced at him and said: "The competition is over, the second match will be tomorrow, let's go back and talk about it first."

Man Qiuza: "Change clothes first."

Xiang Chong glared at him.

Song Youqiu looked at Xiang Chongjing reluctantly letting Man Qiu slap him, feeling inexplicably emotional.

Xiang Chongjing's expression 60 years ago would not be so fresh, he is more like a sword on the top of a cold mountain, cold-tempered, solitary, except for Su Cansheng, Jin Chuling and Qu Weixian, he has never been with anyone else. People have any unnecessary communication.

Song Youqiu remembered that Man Qiuza used to pester Xiang Chongjing for a long time, but every time Xiang Chongjing looked indifferent, as if the non-stop Man Qiuza didn't exist.

Xiang Chongjing was imprisoned for 60 years, suffered such a great crime, things changed, and his temperament became more lively than before.

After Xiang Chongjing was forcibly changed into clothes, he tossed the hair hanging from his shoulders behind his back, turned around and walked out, intending to return to the Endless Building.

He just went out when he suddenly felt a hand grabbing his sleeve.

Phase heavy mirror tilt head.

Qu Weixian, who had been sitting quietly by the window all this time, got up and followed Xiang Chongjing at some point, holding the corner of Xiang Chongjing's sleeve with his slender fingers, staring at him blankly, with no expression on his face.

Before Xiang Chongjing could react, Gu Congxu in his sleeve couldn't bear Qu Weixian's approach, and angrily got into the depths of his left sleeve, and even crawled along Xiang Chongjing's collarbone to the cuff of his right hand, baring his teeth and claws. Biting Qu Weixian's hand.

Phase Mirror: "..."