After being wronged and rehabilitated

All the disciples who went to Yizong were still looking for Qu Xing everywhere, and the whole sect was panicked.

Wearing a mask, Yun Yanli swaggered back from the small town at the foot of Yizong Mountain. Seeing the panic-stricken disciple, he gave Fenghuang a hawthorn and said with a sneer, "It's just an idiot. If you lose it, you lose it. It's worth spending so much money." Does it work?"

Little Fenghuang spat out two hawthorn seeds, and said in a milky voice, "They should think about it, maybe the suzerain is dead."

Yun Yanli bit off the last hawthorn, holding a small wooden stick in his hand: "That's right."

In the past three days, Yun Yanli had nothing to do, and almost went to the small town under Yizong Mountain. After getting familiar with new things, it became more and more boring.

Yun Yanli reckoned that Xiang Chongjing should wake up too, and he didn't walk the mountain road in a proper manner, but relied on his cultivation to directly step on the branches from the halfway up the mountain.

The little phoenix flapped its wings and flew beside him, saw something on the way, and suddenly spewed out a cluster of small flames with a "chirp", almost burning the hair in the cloud inkstone.

Yun Yanli had already gotten used to it, she lightly tapped her toes on the branch, and followed the little Phoenix's line of sight to look over.

Going to Yizong is on the top of a deep mountain, and to the north is a cliff. Yun Yanli didn't know the way very much and focused on flying upwards, and accidentally broke into the barren stone clearing under the cliff.

Over the open space, weeds grew wildly, and it was cool because of the sunlight, as if the entrance to hell.

At this time, on the open space intertwined with wild grass and rocks, a man in a white monk's robe was clasping his hands, and extremely pure spiritual power lingered around him, gently flicking the Buddhist beads on his wrist.

In front of him, a strange figure was lying on the ground, it looked like a human but not human, it looked like a beast but could vaguely see the human hand hanging in the grass.

The strange thing had stopped moving, and could not detect the slightest sound.

When monks close their eyes and chant the Buddha's name, it should be a salvation.

Yun Yanli has a high level of cultivation, hiding her figure among the dense branches, carelessly playing with the small wooden stick in her hand.

The monk Yun Yanli remembered that it seemed to be called Su Yi.

After tracing back, he stood there silently for a long time before getting up to leave.

The moment he turned around, Yun Yanli seemed to see the monk's pupils with three-petaled stamens.

Yun Yanli waited until Su Yi left, and then jumped into the rocky clearing together with Fenghuang, looking down at the unknown things on the ground.

It should be a body of flesh and blood, as if it had been corroded by something, with hands and feet of different sizes, and a dark mist flying over it, like flies lingering on the corpse, making people unappetizing.

Yun Yanli frowned and took a look, the stench from that body almost suffocated him, and after a while, his swollen body turned into a pool of blood, seeping into the rocks.

The little phoenix landed on the ground, stood beside the messy lock of hair, and motioned for Yun Yanli to look.

Yun Yanli frowned: "White hair?"

He has a good memory. Three days ago, there seemed to be a white-haired man among the guests, and that man also mentioned the matter of the Kyushu criminals.

Thinking of the barely handsome face of the white-haired man at that time, Yun Yanli looked at the muddy corpse under his feet again, but couldn't associate the two of them together.

Yun Yanli didn't stay much, so Fenghuang spit out a fire to burn the body, and then manipulated his spiritual power to chase Yizong again.

A while later, Yun Yanli went back to Yizong, and wandered around looking for Xiang Chongjing.

Xiang Chongjing's closed door was ajar, he must have woken up, Yun Yanli didn't show any courtesy to him, he just opened the door and walked in.

"How come people from Kyushu are thinner than paper, but go to a forbidden place..." Yun Yanli walked in while taunting, and before he could finish speaking, he saw Xiang Chongjing lying on a soft couch surrounded by a black dragon.

Yun Yanli: "..."

Xiang Chongjing was lying sideways on the soft couch, half of his face was covered by loose black hair, and he could vaguely be seen rubbing against the cold dragon scales, dazedly.

The black dragon's body had nine bends and eighteen bends, almost covering half of Xiang Chongjing's body. The head of the evil dragon just rested on Xiang Chongjing's neck, and just a light bite could kill him instantly.

Sensing someone coming in, Heilong suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him sharply.

Seeing this scene, Yun Yanli somehow felt an unknown rage burning in his heart. The wooden stick he had been playing with was engulfed in a cluster of flames, and he shook it casually, condensing into a sharp sword intent.

"Demon Dragon, get away from him." Yun Yanli looked at him coldly.

Gu Congxu managed to coax the non-stop Xiang Chongjing to calm down. When Yun Yanli said these words, Xiang Chongjing was awakened, and said something in a daze, wanting to look up to see who it was.

Gu Congxu still remembered that Xiang Chongjing didn't want Yun Yanli to see his face, so he turned into a human body in an instant, pressed Xiang Chongjing's face in his arms to prevent him from getting up, and looked at Yun Yanli coldly: "I If you don't leave, what will you do?"

His posture was full of possessiveness, he almost hugged Xiang Chongjing who was limp all over his body, his handsome face was full of arrogance.

Everyone in the world is an ant to the real dragon, even the people in Yunzhong Prefecture are no exception. This is the arrogance brought out by the real dragon from the bottom of his heart, looking down on him.

The only people who can make the real dragon treat him differently are the master who raised him thousands of years ago, and Xiang Chongjing who has been together day and night for 60 years.

Although Xiang Chongjing was extremely hateful, to Gu Congxu, it was different.

Yun Yan was proud and arrogant. He had never been stared at by such eyes since he was a child. He tightened his fingers suddenly, and with a sullen face, he slashed at Gu Congxu with his sword.

Gu Congxu sneered, he didn't pay attention to this spiritual power at all, he raised his hand to attract Xiang Chongjing's veil, and quickly put it on Xiang Chongjing's face, and the flaming sword intent was so powerful that he Face to face.

The body of a real dragon is the hardest weapon. If Gu Congxu had only one keel before, it might have been a bit difficult for Shangyun Inkstone, but in the past three days, he refined another keel that still had his master's spiritual power. After melting, half of the suppressed cultivation came back.

Gu Congxu raised his hand without blinking his eyes, and grabbed the fiery sword intent with his knuckles. His long hair, which was bundled up hastily, was blown back by the strong wind brought by the momentum.

Yun Yanli didn't expect that he could catch it, she moved her fingers and looked at him coldly.

After Gu Congxu caught the sword intent lightly, without any damage to his fingers, he lowered his eyes and looked at Yun Yanli for a while, with a half-smile and said, "Your Yunzhongzhou's spiritual power is indeed different from that of Kyushu's land veins."

He closed his eyes and absorbed the spiritual power of Yunzhong State in his palm into his body, and the Nascent Soul seal, which had been loosened once in the Beast Control Ceremony, seemed to move again.

Only then did Gu Congxu finally confirm that Yun Zhongzhou's spiritual power could indeed undo Xiang Chongjing's seal.

Thinking of this episode, Gu Congxu gently placed Xiang Chongjing on the soft couch, and glanced at Yun Yanli.

He had to find a way to get more spiritual power from the cloud inkstone to break the seal, otherwise the body with two keel bones would be really uncomfortable.

Yun Yanli looked at Gu Congxu coldly, his eyes flicked around, he seemed to see something, and he laughed: "I didn't expect there to be a magic dragon in such a barren place like Kyushu, And it’s still a sealed trapped dragon.”

Gu Congxu was not as polite to others as he was to Xiang Chongjing. He lowered his hand, and his five fingers turned into sharp dragon claws. He stared at Yun Yanli almost as if he was looking at a dish.

Yun Yanli was confident, he raised two fingers and gently placed them on his eyes, and when he looked closely, he could vaguely see that pupil seemed to be covered with a thin film of water.

It seemed to be a spiritual weapon, with dense magic circles on it, and even the pupils were a little red when it was in operation.

"My father was afraid that I would be lost in Kyushu, so he specially handed over the "Ting Ting" to me. "Yun Yanli said lightly, "Tingting can not only avoid a short-term crisis for me in the future, but also allow me to see clearly...something you don't want others to know. "

"Really?" Gu Congxu's eyes were full of coldness, and he said coldly, "Then, have you seen the danger that I will cut off your head after a while?"

Yun Yanli probably thought this sentence was extremely ridiculous, so he laughed loudly: "You want to kill me with your body made of two dragon bones? Wishful thinking."

Gu Congxu's paws froze and he looked at him indifferently.

The magic tool called title listening is really useful.

Yun Yanli suddenly showed a sly smile, and said slowly: "Not only can I see that you are now a body made of two keel bones, I can also see your body... that half of the life and death contract that is forcibly fixed by the soul. "

Gu Congxu's pupils shrank sharply, and he couldn't listen any more. His whole body suddenly rushed into Yun Yanli like an arrow off the string. Crush into powder.

Yun Yanli took a few steps back, seeing that the dragon was really planning to kill him, he waved his hand violently and summoned the spirit sword, mockingly said: "Oh, are you getting angry? Your master is already dead, and you are still wasting your soul energy What are you doing with that useless life-and-death deed? Treat it like a flower? Don’t you think he can come back to life?”

Gu Congxu's ears were buzzing, but Yun Yanli's bitter sarcasm pierced into his ears like a thunderbolt.

The master is dead...

Useless life and death contract.

Resurrection...resurrection?

The evil dragon gritted its teeth, and the dark pupils that had been quiet all the time were covered with a layer of blood mist at this moment, and the demonic pupils were cold and stern, and even the black dragon scales gradually appeared on the handsome face.

Killing intent filled the surroundings.

Little Phoenix was so frightened that his hair exploded. As a spirit beast of the same clan, he could feel the suffocating pressure and anger of the real dragon. I'm afraid there will be no good fruit to eat.

"Young Master! Young Master, please shut up!" Little Phoenix jumped up and down on his shoulders and said anxiously, "Didn't you see that he is going to be demonized soon?! He angered you what is the benefit?!"

Yun Yanli was too conceited and arrogant, he was provoked enough by Gu Congxu just now, he could breathe a sigh of relief, he didn't care about the consequences at all.

He put his arms around his arms and said with a sneer, "I'm happy, I'm happy, that's enough."

Phoenix: "..."

Fenghuang almost grabbed his ear and shook his head violently, to see if the water would come out.

That evil dragon has reached the verge of fury. If it turned into a dragon and overwhelmed the river, the entire Qu Yizong would probably be crushed by him, let alone a dragon that lost its sanity and was controlled by a demon.

Fenghuang was anxious to death.

At this moment, Xiang Chongjing, who had been lying quietly on the soft couch, muttered something in a low voice, but Gu Congxu heard it.

He was saying, "Third watch."

Gu Congxu, who was already on the verge of demonization, trembled, the blood mist in his pupils quickly dissipated, and the dragon scales on his cheeks turned into smooth skin again, and his killing intent dissipated.

Yun Yanli, who was waiting for Gu Congxu to go crazy, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at it in surprise.

Is it so easy for a demonized dragon to regain sanity?