After being wronged and rehabilitated

Xiang Chongjing was terrified by the milky "Dad", and sat on the couch with his forehead propped up to pant violently, his black hair falling down, almost completely covering his thin body.

Gu Congxu was thrown to pieces, struggled to get up and turned into a human form, gritted his teeth and said sadly: "Xiang, Chong, Jing—"

Xiang Chongjing's mind was in chaos, and he didn't wake up after panting for a long time. When he heard someone talking, he immediately covered his ears in a daze, lest he hear that "father" that shocked him again.

Gu Congxu pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, helped his aching head to get up, walked to the bedside with a sullen face and looked condescendingly at the mirror, waiting for him to give himself an explanation.

It's just that he waited and waited, but instead of waiting for an explanation, he watched Xiang Chongjing fall back with his eyes closed, and even shrank back into the quilt again, as if he was going to sleep again.

Gu Congxu: "..."

Gu Congxu gritted his teeth and sat on the edge of the bed, stared at Xiang Chongjing, and said, "Don't sleep, you've been asleep for two days!"

Xiang Chongjing muttered something in a low voice, turned over and continued to sleep with his back facing Gu Congxu.

Gu Congxu frowned more and more, Jianxiang Chongjing buried his head in the quilt, as if unwilling to talk to him, sneered, and put his finger on the edge of the quilt.

Xiang Chongjing was in a daze, unable to tell what year Jinxi was, his mind was full of messy memories, and finally fixed on Xiaolong's head with the eggshell on it.

He seemed to be drunk, his mind couldn't turn at all, and he even thought with some fear: "Did I give birth to that dragon cub?"

Otherwise, why did Yilong call his father?

This realization frightened Xiang Jianzun, who had always been fearless, until his waist went limp and his whole body trembled.

Just when he was trying to wake up, he suddenly felt that something was rubbing against his waist, and Xiang Chongjing stretched out his hand in a daze to push the quilt around his waist out of a small bulge.

With a slight glance, he met the eyes of a little dragon's head resting on his side waistline.

Xiang Chongjing was taken aback.

Gu Congxu thought he was running away: "Don't think it's enough to hide, come out, let's settle the score."

Xiang Chongjing's expression was dull, and even his pupils were slack and lifeless.

Gu Congxu frowned: "You won't forget what you did just now..."

As soon as the words fell, Xiang Chongjing suddenly came back to his senses, screamed, grabbed Gu Congxu's head, lifted the quilt and threw it out.

Gu Congxu bumped into the bedpost again, and slowly slid down from the same position.

Gu Congxu: "..."

Look, it seems that I have not forgotten.

Fortunately, the real dragon's skin was thick and thick, so he was not knocked out. He turned into a human figure and sat on the ground again. He didn't even have the strength to get angry, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Xiang Chongjing's hair was disheveled, and he was wrapped in a quilt and stared at Gu Congxu in astonishment for a long time before the fog in his vision finally dissipated.

He was wide awake.

Xiang Chongjing said with a trembling voice, "You, what did you call me just now?"

Gu Congxu glared at him: "What do you want me to call you? Sword Master?"

Xiang Chongjing looked at Gu Congxu in confusion for a long while before realizing that he was dreaming just now.

Gu Congxu saw that he had recovered, and immediately asked, "Why did you throw me?"

Xiang Chongjing was rubbing between his brows, and said vaguely, "How could I have thrown you?"

Gu Congxu was amused, and was about to settle accounts with him, when Man Qiuza's voice came from outside the door: "Chongjing, are you awake?"

Xiang Chongjing responded vaguely: "Yes."

The yin energy in his body has dissipated, the high fever has subsided, and his whole body feels much better. It should be that he was given medicine when he was unconscious.

Man Qiuza opened the door and walked in, wearing thin gloves on his fingers, holding a sprig of Sophora japonica flower.

"Tie Haitang sent a little ghost to give you a message, just take a look."

As soon as he heard Tie Haitang, Xiang Chongjing hurriedly put down his hand, and was about to grab the Sophora japonica flower, but Gu Congxu who was next to him opened his hand angrily: "You dare to take the letter of a ghost, but you are afraid that you will get it in your body." Is there not enough yin energy?"

As he said, he took the Sophora japonica flower by himself, flicked his fingers lightly, and the Sophora japonica flower immediately turned into a folded paper money, full of sinister aura-if Xiang Chongjing really touched it with his hand, [-]% will have to sleep for another two days.

Xiang Chongjing retracted the hand that was beaten back, although it didn't hurt, but it made him feel hot on the back of the hand for no reason.

Gu Congxu had finished reading the letter to him, and said, "What do you think?"

Xiang Chongjing returned to his senses in a daze: "Ah? What? I didn't hear it."

"..." Gu Congxu glared at him again angrily, crushed the letter in his hand into powder, and swallowed the yin energy running around in one gulp, "Tie Haitang has already found out about the fairy king back then, but it seems to be talking about something. It's a big deal, her soul can't leave under the locust tree, I want you to go there in person. Are you going?"

Xiang Chongjing naturally wanted to go, but he remembered his soul that was about to fall apart, and looked at Man Qiuzao, seeking his opinion.

Man Qiuza said casually: "Okay, why not?"

Xiang Chongjing: "The spirit?"

"This is easy to handle." Man Qiu narrowly said, "Those yin qi are also bullying and fearing hard. The real dragon is very powerful, so you can let the dragon take a breath of dragon's breath for you?"

Gu Congxu: "..."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing couldn't believe it, and suspected that there was something wrong with his ears: "What?"

Gu Congxu heard it clearly, and looked at Man Qiuzhan expressionlessly, his ears were already turning red.

"Dragon's breath." Man Qiuza didn't seem to see Xiang Chongjing's shock, and his tone was very casual, as if he was saying something very ordinary, "Just one bite can last you a day, it's a good deal."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing looked at Man Qiuza quietly: "If you let me know that there are other ways besides dragon's breath, I will..."

Man Qiuza never cared about Xiang Chongjing's threats, even if he killed him or burned down the endless building, he would not raise his eyebrows.

But this time, Xiang Chongjing changed the subject and said, "I will do this."

Man Qiuza looked at it nonchalantly, and saw the palm-length black dragon pattern slowly crawling out of Xiang Chongjing's body like a shadow, and climbed up to Xiang Chongjing's snow-like jade in Man Qiu's horrified sight. on his face.

In the end, the black dragon pattern quietly curled up beside Xiang Chongjing's cheek, and did not move.

Man Qiuza: "..."

Man Qiusa almost went crazy.

In his eyes, the black indentation pattern could be regarded as black footprints on the snow-white ground, forcibly breaking Xiang Chongjing's [-]-point face in half.

"Also! There are other things besides the dragon's breath!" Man Qiuza was about to scream, and rushed forward to hold Xiang Chongjing's face, with reddish eye circles, and hurriedly said, "The seeds of Lingliu! Go to Song Youqiu's place!" If you want a seed of Lingliu, just put it in your mouth!"

Xiang Chongjing looked at him with a half-smile.

Gu Congxu frowned in disappointment, and the blush at the base of his ears receded immediately.

Xiang Chongjing got rid of the deed pattern, and Man Qiuza breathed a sigh of relief, not daring to speak nonsense anymore.

Xiang Chongjing went to Song Youqiu next door to ask for a spiritual willow seed, and went to the pagoda tree with Gu Congxu again.

Tie Haitang was already waiting for him under the pagoda tree, and when he finally came, his eyes were brighter than the lamps, while maintaining a dignified appearance while secretly pinching Qin Niang's hand, tears were in his eyes.

This time, Xiang Chongjing didn't wear the thin women's clothes again. She was dressed in a bright red dress with a dragon pattern black robe and a black hair crown. Tie Haitang took a look, as if she had been shot by an arrow, "ah!" He fell back with a sound.

Qin Niang had been prepared for a long time, and supported her, making her stand upright on the ground, without fainting in embarrassment.

Xiang Chongjing held a spiritual willow seed like a glazed bead in his mouth, and as Man Qiuza said, the yin energy permeating all around under the locust tree did not approach him, and he couldn't even feel a trace of coldness.

Xiang Chongjing had already walked to Tie Haitang's side and exchanged a few pleasantries.

Tie Haitang stared at Xiang Chongjing with a dizzy look, and didn't hear what Xiang Chongjing was saying at all. It was Qin Niang who poked her waist, and she woke up like a dream.

"Morning Sword Master!" Tie Haitang said loudly, "Have you eaten yet?!"

Xiang Chongjing didn't expect Guixiu's way of greeting to be so similar to Mortal World's, he was stunned for a moment, and replied seriously: "I've already bigued."

Tie Haitang: "..."

Gu Congxu, who was wrapped around Xiang Chongjing's wrist, said, "..."

Xiang Chongjing seemed to be able to talk to the girls to death, with a serious face, and he was not at all full of flirtatious words with Gu Congxu as he usually treats Gu Congxu.

It was only then that Tie Haitang realized that she had asked a stupid question. Her cheeks were flushed, she lowered her head, and a few words came out from between her teeth: "Jian Zun, please."

Lost again in front of "Immortal Sword Master", Tie Haitang was afraid that if she spoke louder, Xiang Chongjing could hear the crying and annoyance in her tone.

Xiang Chongjing followed Tie Haitang into the small world under the locust tree, and the living room seemed to be more beautifully decorated, but Xiang Chongjing no longer had the energy to look at it, so he sat down and asked, "What about the fairy king?" , Has it really been found out?"

Because of the Lingliu beads in his mouth, his voice was unavoidably muffled, barely audible.

Gu Congxu was nestled in his sleeves in a daze, but when he heard the voice, he poked his head out halfway, and his eyes fell on Xiang Chongjing's thin lips as if in a daze.

"I can't hear clearly." Gu Congxu was inexplicably depressed, thinking subconsciously, "What's so good about the beads? It's not as good as my dragon's breath."

Tie Haitang obediently knelt and sat opposite Xiang Chongjing, secretly looked at Xiang Chongjing shyly, and nodded hurriedly when she heard this: "Yeah! I've found everything I can!"

Qin Niang came over with a bunch of Sophora japonica branches and presented them to Tie Haitang.

Tie Haitang picked up a branch, lowered her eyes as if reading the words on it, and said after a while: "The immortal you want to investigate is the master of the sect who has guarded the earth's veins for thousands of years. The earth's veins have been eroded by the three poisonous fires three times, and two of them He used formations to extinguish them all, and for this he was seriously injured and cultivated for many years, so he was honored as the fairy king."

Xiang Chong mirror pondered.

Tie Haitang was still looking down: "Xianjun was only 19 years old when he took over the position of suzerain, and his name was... huh?"

She froze for a moment, then looked at Xiang Chongjing in surprise.

Xiang Chongjing: "Why?"

Tie Haitang hesitated for a moment before continuing.

"Name call, phase mirror."

Xiang Chongjing was taken aback for a moment, the spirit willow seed held between his lips and teeth was accidentally bitten by him, and it shattered in his mouth.

The sound of glass shattering after a light bite made Xiang Chongjing realize that it was a fragile object, and was about to open his lips to try to save it, but felt a bitter breath of willow leaves permeating it.

Spirit willows are irrigated with spiritual springs. The seeds are not like ordinary willow seeds. Instead, they are just a mass of spiritual power with the aura of willow branches. Wrap him whole.

Xiang Chongjing's heart skipped a beat, and he cried out inwardly.

The light gradually disappeared, followed by the ubiquitous Yin Qi under the locust tree, pouring fiercely into Xiang Chongjing's dry spiritual veins.