After being wronged and rehabilitated

No one can extinguish the Youhuo, even if everyone tried their best, the two clusters of Youhuo still burned fiercely, completely enveloping Qu Weixian's whole body.

The giant dragon watched coldly from the side, and had no intention of stopping at all.

Xiang Lian had already drawn out his sword, facing the huge dragon shape, he was not sure whether he had a chance of winning for a while, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth, and rushed to Qu Weixian like a moth to a flame, hugging him in his arms into his arms, using all his spiritual power in an attempt to expel the ghostly fire.

The fierce flame froze for a moment.

Qu Weixian was burnt to the brink of death, and was still pushing Xiang Chongjing forcefully, with a hoarse voice: "Chong Jing, let's go."

To everyone's surprise, after Xiang Lian entered the raging fire, there was no trace of fire all over his body, and he didn't feel even a little scorching heat.

Xiang Lian didn't have time to think about it, so he reached out and grabbed the two fire seeds.

Qu Weixian murmured: "You Huo, for Peacock."

Xiang Lian didn't hear clearly: "Who?"

Qu Weixian's voice became smaller and smaller: "He said that if he got the Youhuo, he would set you free."

Xiang Lian was stunned: "What?!"

Qu Weixian could no longer make any sound, and his consciousness slowly dissipated.

Looking at the memory, Xiang Chongjing frowned, and looked at the peacock standing on a tombstone not far away, watching everything coldly.

The peacock's eyes were cold and stern, and its eyes were fixed on the two fire seeds. If it wasn't for the fear of the dragon, it would definitely rush forward to snatch it.

Memory so far.

The white flowers between Xiang Chongjing's eyebrows dissipated, he slowly opened his eyes, stared at the familiar bed curtain for a long time, and then murmured: "It turns out that he seized You Huo... for me."

Qu Weixian was too deceitful, Xiang Chongjing could guess after just listening to a few words, it wasn't Qu Yizong's suzerain Qu Xing who asked Qu Weixian to get You Huo, but the ambitious Peacock.

Qu Xing loves Qu Weixian so much, it is impossible for him to go to the mouth of the evil dragon to take Youhuo alone.

For the imprisoned Peacock, the reason why he took such a big risk to use Qu Weixian to seize Youhuo may only mean that Youhuo can make him free again.

Poor Qu Weixian gave up his life and got nothing in the end.

Xiang Chongjing recalled Qu Weixian's sick and torn appearance now, and felt a little stuck in his heart.

Gu Congxu hugged his knees sullenly and remained silent.

Even so, Qu Weixian still destroyed his master's body.

Unforgivable!

Xiang Chong mirrored his eyes sadly and said softly: "In the whole three sects, he is the only one who treats me best. I shouldn't have doubted him before."

Gu Congxu was furious at first, but when he saw Xiang Chongjing's extremely sad look, the hatred that could have made him angry suddenly couldn't burn for some reason.

Xiang Chongjing raised his hand and stroked the two clusters of ghostly fire on the earrings: "I want to find a way to detoxify him."

If it had been before, when he heard that Xiang Chongjing wanted to save Qu Weixian, Gu Congxu would have been furious and stopped him, but at this time, I don't know if it was Xiang Chongjing's self-blame and sad expression, Gu Congxu was about to say "I No." Suddenly he couldn't speak.

"Get rid of it." Gu Congxu snorted coldly, "See how you can get rid of my master's dark fire poison, I'll wait and see."

Seeing that Gu Congxu didn't stop him, Xiang Chongjing looked him up and down in surprise for a while, and then said quietly: "You won't be taken away by someone, right?"

Gu Congxu glared at him: "Then don't explain."

Xiang Chongjing said: "Hey, that's right."

Gu Congxu: "..."

The dragon almost bit him angrily.

That's it for now.

After nightfall, Xu Xiang Chongjing, who had slept soundly in the past, unexpectedly had a nightmare because of entering the Three Poisons Secret Realm in Qu Weixian's memory.

In the dream, he was still sealed in the sarcophagus, no matter how much he struggled and screamed, he couldn't escape from the dark space surrounded by cold stones.

Xiang Chongjing curled his body into a ball and let out rapid breathing.

Gu Congxu, who didn't want to sleep on the same bed with Xiang Chongjing, was sitting on the footsteps beside the bed meditating and practicing. Master Zhenlong finally made up his mind to practice seriously. Before he could concentrate for an hour, he was hit by Xiang Chongjing's panting sound. broken.

Gu Congxu turned his head angrily, thinking that Deng Tuzi, who used to talk a lot in the past, had some kind of erotic dream, but when he turned his head, he saw Xiang Chongjing curled up tremblingly, his face already covered with tears.

Gu Congxu was taken aback.

Xiang Chongjing whispered in his sleep: "Third watch..."

Gu Congxu looked at him for a long time, then got up awkwardly and collapsed, directly transforming into his original shape, his thick and long body circled around Xiang Chongjing, encircling his curled body, with his dragon head resting on the tip of his tail Above, golden vertical pupils looked at Xiang Chongjing's face.

The cold breath of the real dragon surrounded Xiang Chongjing. Unexpectedly, even though Gu Congxu didn't touch him at all, Xiang Chongjing, who was still trembling and crying, seemed to have caught him. Like a life-saving straw, he stopped shaking.

After a while, he slowly relaxed even his body, and the tears on his face stopped.

Gu Congxu heaved a sigh of relief, and then snorted, inexplicably proud.

Isn't this person very arrogant on weekdays, why does he have to accompany him even to sleep now?

Too sticky dragon too.

Gu Congxu was proud and was about to continue his practice when Xiang Chongjing, who had stretched his hands and feet, suddenly stretched out his arms in a bewilderment, and hugged the black dragon into his arms.

Gu Congxu: "..."

Gu Congxu trembled in fright, and the tip of his tail wrapped around Xiang Chongjing's ankle uncontrollably.

Xiang Chongjing was stunned from sleep, and shivered while hugging the cold dragon with scales, but still refused to let go, as if he was hugging a quilt on weekdays, his cheeks gently rubbed against the dragon scales.

Gu Congxu: "!!!"

If Gu Congxu was a little white dragon, he would definitely turn into a little red dragon after this rub.

Xiang Chongjing smelled a familiar scent, a confused smile appeared on his face, and he said dreamily, "It's the third watch."

Gu Congxu, who was going to push Xiang Chongjing away forcibly, suddenly couldn't do it.

Gu Congxu's soft heart was exchanged for being hugged by Xiang Chongjing all night, and the tip of his tail was stiff the next morning.

After daybreak, Man Qiuzhan came to wake him up as usual.

Xiang Chongjing's reply came from the bed curtain: "Soon."

Noticing the sound of Man Qiuza's footsteps leaving outside, Xiang Chongjing lazily rested his forearm on his pillow, and looked at the evil dragon stiffened into a pillar under the quilt with a smile: "Master Zhenlong is really a gentleman. What did you say that you don’t want to sleep on the same bed with me, but unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, you sneaked into someone’s quilt to steal jade and flowers.”

Gu Congxu's scales were about to burn red, and he said angrily, "It's obviously you..."

Xiang Chongjing didn't give him a chance to defend himself, and cut off: "Third Watch, you are different from others, if you want to share the same bed with me, just say so, and I will definitely agree."

He said "tsk", moved his calf, his eyes were bent into crescent moons, and he smiled evilly and badly: "It's still wrapped around my ankle. At midnight, do you know that in this world, touching someone's ankle is just asking for sex. "

Gu Congxu: "..."

Gu Congxu didn't know this at all, and was so frightened that he immediately loosened the tip of his tail, but he couldn't feel the tip of his tail after being entangled all night. He didn't grasp the strength for the first move, and instead of letting go, he pulled Xiang Chongjing's ankle forward a tug.

The two got closer.

Gu Congxu's heart collapsed, ahhh.

Xiang Chongjing kept the movement of hooking the dragon's body with his toes, and said strangely: "It really is a color dragon."

Gu Congxu: "..."

Gu Cong Xu Selong roared: "I, no, yes!"

Xiang Chongjing didn't care if he had it or not, anyway, he felt relieved.

Because he promised to let Man Qiuza draw a cool picture before, and because Xiang Chongjing is about to leave Hentai Dao, he has an attitude of compensation and asks Man Qiusa to draw a picture of a beautiful woman again.

Gu Congxu couldn't leave his side, so Xiang Chongjing had no choice but to bring him along.

When Man Qiu saw Gu Congxu, he immediately turned his head and said concisely: "Ugly!"

Gu Congxu: "..."

Gu Congxu said calmly, "Eat?"

Xiang Chongjing hurriedly said, "Impossible."

After stopping the voracious dragon, he looked at Man Qiuzao and said, "You should wear a veil."

"No." Man Qiusa sneered, "This is my mansion, there is no reason for the master to wear a veil, either let him roll or let him crawl."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Gu Congxu said coldly: "I want to eat!"

Xiang Chongjing was so inhuman at both ends that he had no choice but to let Gu Congxu turn into a dragon and wrap it around his arm.

Both of them are at ease now.

Xiang Chongjing was half leaning on the rocking chair, and on the small case beside him was a bunch of obscure Wutu sword manuals collected for him by Man Qiuzao. For the words that are not well understood above, learn to recognize them in an alternative way.

Gu Congxu didn't know what he was planning, but when he saw the densely packed words on the whole page, he immediately felt that the one who could understand it must be a strange person like his master.

Xiaolong crawled out of his sleeve, became one person tall and lay on Xiang Chongjing's shoulder, looking at the word too.

Unconsciously, Gu Congxu always used the tip of his tail to reach Xiang Chongjing's calf. He didn't even notice this move, and Xiang Chongjing, who was reading seriously, naturally didn't care.

Man Qiuza originally drew a picture of a beauty leaning on a rocking chair in a regular manner, but when he saw this scene, he frowned suddenly.

Xiang Chongjing is used to being painted, he has long regarded Man Qiuza as non-existent, and reads books extremely seriously. Sometimes when Gu Congxu asks him a word, he will read it in a low voice pretending to be reserved, and often he will reap Gu Congxu's words. A vision of longing.

Man Qiu wrote like a dragon, and after a long time, he let out an "ah" and said, "Song Youqiu came here last night and sent a coffin over."

Xiang Chongjing just finished reading a sword manual, and raised his eyes when he heard this: "What coffin?"

Man Qiuzhan raised his head and pointed his chin under the small case: "Here, the sarcophagus is said to be the coffin of the soul."

Xiang Chongjing hurriedly stopped the rocking chair, and was about to bend down to look under the small case, when his eyes met the dragon's tail on his calf.

Phase Mirror: "..."

Gu Congxu: "..."

There was a dead silence all around.

Gu Congxu let go of the dragon's tail indiscriminately, as if nothing happened.

Xiang Chongjing glanced at him with a half-smile.

Gu Congxu became angry from embarrassment, and flicked Xiang Chongjing's calf with the tip of his tail, and said, "Look at your coffin!"

Xiang Chongjing had had enough teasing with his eyes, and then bent down to pick up a palm-sized sarcophagus under the small case.

That was exactly the soul coffin that had been shrunk countless times by Song Youqiu.

Gu Congxu said, "What do you want this coffin for?"

Gu Congxu thought that Xiang Chongjing had been locked out of his psychological shadow, and he didn't want to see the Dinghun Coffin.

Xiang Chongjing squinted his eyes and looked around at the Dinghun coffin, and said absently, "Do you know how many times I was haunted by ghosts 60 years ago?"

Gu Congxu: "Huh?"

Man Qiuza casually interjected: "You have been haunted by ghosts since you were a child, how can you count the number of times clearly? Isn't it because too many people died here that you didn't like to come to Endless Tower?"

Gu Congxu looked at Xiang Chongjing in surprise.

As far as he knew, Xiang Chongjing had never encountered a ghost since he came out of the secret realm.

Xiang Chongjing smiled, and said lightly: "So I doubt that this soul-fixing coffin can stabilize my soul."

Gu Congxu was startled.

"After I came out of the secret realm, the only time when I was sitting in the Linglong Pagoda was that my spirit was unstable, but it recovered quickly." Xiang Chongjing tapped on the coffin of the fixed soul, and said slowly, "If it was 60 years ago, my Passing Linglong Pagoda once is enough for a ghost to seize me a hundred times."

Man Qiuza nodded: "Yes, but you are still incomplete. If you leave the endless way, without me helping you stabilize your soul in the first place, you still can't get close to the Linglong Tower."

Xiang Chongjing put down the sarcophagus, raised his eyebrows and said, "You know I'm leaving the Endless Way?"

Man Qiuza: "Since you have something important to do, you won't stay in the same place for too long, I've already expected it."

Xiang Chongjing thought that Man Qiuza would go crazy if he knew he was going to leave, but he didn't expect him to be so calm.

It's just that I didn't expect that the next moment Man Qiuza tilted his head while painting and casually said: "Wherever you go, I will move the Endless Building. I have plenty of money."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chong mirrored expressionlessly: "It doesn't have to be like this."

Man Qiuzhan didn't say a word, it seemed that he had made up his mind.

Xiang Chongjing sighed, completely convinced by Man Qiuza.

There is no one else in Kyushu except Man Qiusa who can do so many crazy things because of one face.

After finishing painting, Xiang Chongjing got up from the rocking chair, walked up to watch today's Man Qiusa's painting with great interest.

Man Qiuza is a lunatic, and the paintings he makes are often completely incomprehensible, but his painting skills are really excellent, Xiang Chongjing still doesn't remember to tap every time to see what he drew.

Only this time, Xiang Chongjing took a look, and his eyes instantly sank.

Gu Congxu, who was wrapped around Xiang Chongjing's wrist, poked out half of his head to look at the painting, glanced at it, and suddenly the whole dragon body was hotter than You Huo.

Man Qiuza didn't draw pictures of beauties or cats this time. I don't know what stimulated his inspiration, so he drew a bunch of pictures of evil dragons haunting him.

The beauty in the painting is half-undressed, and the black dragon is entangled around him in a mess—it is obvious that he has not done anything excessive, but it can make people blush and heartbeat at a glance.

Xiang Chongjing and Gu Congxu: "..."

Xiang Chongjing felt cold all over his body, and a ghostly fire burst out. After burning the painting in his hand to ashes little by little, he glanced at the satisfied Man Qiuza.

Downstairs endlessly, Yun Yanli was holding a bunch of candied gourds and eating them with the little phoenix on his shoulder. You son of a bitch. I have suffered a great crime because of him, if I find him, the lord will definitely beat him up! Even if he is a brother, don't expect me to show mercy!"

Little Phoenix spat out two hawthorn cores, and said in a childish voice, "Young Master, you are not the Lord."

Yun Yanli said impatiently: "The barren and filthy spiritual power of Kyushu, even if he cultivates desperately, the realm of cultivation is definitely not as good as mine. Sooner or later, the position of lord will be mine. If you say more, I will take it." Roasted you."

Xiao Fenghuang fell silent, thinking to himself, the man in the veil is still gentle, and really wants to be hugged by him again.

At this moment, there was a sudden bang sound from the endless upstairs, and then a person fell from the upstairs, and amidst the surrounding exclamations, he slapped Yun Yanli directly.

Yun Yanli: "..."

Yun Yanli silently retracted the foot that was about to be lifted up to step on it.

The person who was slapped on the ground was Man Qiusa.

Man Qiuzhan got up from the ground as if nothing happened, patted his sleeves, raised his head and shouted to the people upstairs: "Be careful, don't get your face dirty."

Yun Yanli and Xiao Fenghuang looked up.

Upstairs in Endless, the man was dressed in fierce red, surrounded by red and blue flames, covering his face, looking down at Man Qiuzao, with an undisguised cold killing intent on his body.

If you look closely, you can also find that the man's ears are so red that they are almost bleeding.

——He was the one who beat Man Qiuzao down just now.

Because of Yun Yanli and Xiao Fenghuang's gaze, Xiang Chongjing, who was expressionless, suddenly turned his gaze, and looked at them coldly with a pair of indifferent eyes exposed from the gap in the flames.

Yun Yanli: "..."

Little Phoenix: "..."

Xiao Fenghuang suddenly shook her body, and timidly leaned against Yun Yanli's neck.

The aura on this person...why is it so similar to the Venerable Lord?

too frightening.

The author has something to say: The filter of Little Phoenix is ​​broken.

[I have something to do at night, so I will update it in advance! 】