Xianjun!Keep the fish under the sword!

After recovering and realizing what he said, Pei Yan hastily added: "I miss you... I taught you before."

Guchen Xianjun looked at him with cold displeasure between his brows. "Is that so? It seems that my teaching method is wrong."

Pei Yan was stunned for a moment, before he understood the meaning of his words, he felt his waist tighten.

The next moment, Jinping Spirit Vine wrapped him up and threw him out mercilessly.

"The dust lotus is just blooming."

Before Pei Yan could react, he saw the Guchen sword enveloping countless worlds, surrounded like lotus blossoms, and galloping towards him!

Its speed is like wind, its strength is like electricity, and it is in front of Pei Yan in the blink of an eye.

Pei Yan's face was hurt by the sword energy and flying dust on his face, so he dodged sideways dangerously, avoiding the sword.

Fuck!Wife is serious? !

Pei Yan fell to the ground with lingering fear, and the reflexes trained in the competition forced him to turn his head vigilantly.

Countless sand and dust gathered in the air and formed a cold and hard spike shape, suspended not far away, and it was already aimed at him.

"Guchen Xianjun!" Pei Yan had no choice but to be stunned, his expression was shocked, and he hurriedly said: "Luo Hanzhou! You, you give me some more time!!"

The white-clothed immortal answered him with a clear, cold, and deep voice: "No."

Dust filled the sky, and arrows shot at him mercilessly like rain.

……

When Jun Huaiyuan went to Lingquan to heal his wounds that night, he was shocked when he ran into Pei Yan.

"You, why are you injured so badly?!" Jun Huaiyuan watched him slumped against the edge of the Lingquan half dead, with bruises and scars all over his body. "Didn't it mean that yesterday's injury was healed at noon?"

Pei Yan was soaked in the cold spiritual spring, hissing in pain, and feebly raised his eyes to glance at Jun Huaiyuan: "It's nothing, it's a small matter, I was beaten by my wife."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jun Huaiyuan noticed that there were several red marks on his chest and back, which were drawn out by vines.

...Jumping Spirit Vine.

Jun Huaiyuan's face became stiff: "..."

You, what are you and my little uncle playing...? !

Pei Yan watched him stunned by the edge of the Lingquan, sighed and urged, "What are you doing with the pestle? Come down, aren't you also here to heal your wounds?"

After hearing this, Jun Huaiyuan's face immediately turned eggplant color. "You, with your appearance, you dare to ask others to soak in the spiritual spring with you...you...you are really shameless!"

Pei Yan reluctantly looked up at him with a puzzled expression.

What do I look like? ? ?Don't you add a few bruises and scratches to the wounds on your body?

So you can't soak in the spiritual spring with others?What is the logic? ?

Jun Huaiyuan came to his senses for a moment, and immediately withdrew his gaze and turned his back. "You, you better restrain yourself! You have been... become, become like this... and you still have to carry him behind your back..."

He held back for a long time, and finally said: "Hook three and four!"

Pei Yan stared blankly at Jun Huaiyuan after finishing speaking and strode away on his own.

"Why am I becoming more and more unable to understand the words of Lord Luoshu?"

After Jun Huaiyuan went back, he went to Lu Jizhen to ask for some medicine to restore his internal injuries. He took the medicine from Lu Jizhen and was about to return, when he remembered Wuyuan's injuries.

After much hesitation, Jun Huaiyuan still couldn't help hinting at Lu Jizhen tactfully: "You and I... have already known about the relationship between Wu Yuan and Master Uncle... So you, why don't you prepare something for Wu Yuan... Then, Medicines for that."

Lu Jizhen didn't understand his hint for a while: "What kind of medicine?"

"That's right, that's it!"

After being stunned for a moment, Lu Jizhen understood what he meant, and immediately clenched his fist and coughed several times on his lips, then lowered his voice and said, "Master, he...should be measured, His Highness Wuyuan...wouldn't want to Medication?"

Looking back at Lu Jizhen's past encounters, Jun Huaiyuan gritted his teeth and said, "I wanted to go to Lingquan to heal my wounds just now... I met Wu Yuan...he was covered in injuries..." His expression was extremely embarrassing for a while, Jun Huaiyuan had some intentions Pointing to: "Okay, so many... traces of spirit vines..."

Lu Jizhen choked suddenly. "I never expected...Little Martial Uncle, he..."

...is such a person.

Jun Huaiyuan guessed the second half of the sentence he hadn't said in time, and said in an unnatural voice: "It's not a big deal... Anyway, anyway, it's good that you know."

After saying that, he immediately went back to his residence in the west: "I'm going back!"

After Pei Yan finished soaking in the Lingquan and returned to the Nanju with his still aching body, Lu Jizhen came.

After entering the house, Mingxian Jun, who was wearing a sky-blue narrow-sleeved robe, handed two boxes of emerald green ointment to Pei Yan's hand. "I heard that His Highness still has some minor injuries... This box of plaster can help His Highness heal faster when applied to the wound."

Pei Yan was feeling that there were still some burning pains on his body, and he was very grateful when he heard the words: "Ming Xianjun came here to give the medicine in time! Wuyuan thank you Xianjun."

Lu Jizhen coughed and nodded, then turned his gaze away, and said to him, "This medicine...is extremely mild...you can apply it anywhere..."

Pei Yan opened the medicine box and smelled the fragrance of mulberry for a while. He didn't understand it very well, so he just said to the fairy in front of him: "Okay~ Wu Yuan will remember it, thank you again to the fairy."

Lu Jizhen nodded, and finally told him again: "It can be applied anywhere. Don't worry, Your Highness, anywhere...you can."

Pei Yan didn't understand, so she looked back at him with blinking eyes, and only replied in a daze: "...OK."

"If there is something that is inconvenient to apply..." Lu Jizhen placed his hand on his lips and whispered, "Let my little uncle apply it to His Highness."

Pei Yan actually wanted to ask, why is it inconvenient to ask Guchen Xianjun to apply it for him?

But in the next moment, Ming Xianjun didn't wait for him to have a chance to ask, so he got up, closed the door, and strode back to Beiju.

There are indeed a few scars on the back that are not convenient to apply...

Pei Yan turned his head with difficulty and looked at his back.

But it's definitely not convenient for people in Nanju to help him smear the scars on his back now!

Pei Yan secretly said: They don't know, but I know, how can I have an excuse to play tricks on my wife? ?

That's why I just rubbed it on and it's over.

only……

The next day Pei Yan went to the school with that fragrance of mulberry.

Prince Jingshuang and His Royal Highness Xian Wang, who are familiar with Fengyue in the human world, inadvertently passed by the seventh prince of the demon world, and smelled...

His face changed instantly.

This scent...could it be...

Both of them couldn't help but stop and turned their heads to look at Wuyuan, the Seventh Prince of the Demon Realm, with interest on their faces.

"Your Highness Wu Yuan... had a hard time last night." Prince Qingshuang frowned, looked at this peerless prince from the demon world, and couldn't help but tease him.

Pei Yan rolled in the weeds so many times yesterday in order to dodge the dust cone, fairy sword, and spirit vines of Guchen Xianjun, and it was inevitable that he hit his back. Now after walking a few steps, he stretched out his hands unconsciously, and looked back after hearing the words Glancing at the prince of the Nanwu royal family in the human world, he was stunned for a moment, wondering for a moment if he saw Immortal Guchen teaching his own spells in the south of Shenzhiling.

Due to the standpoints of the immortal and demon worlds, Pei Yan didn't want him to say more, but said vaguely: "It's okay." Then he walked past him to the long table where he was sitting.

Immortal Gu Chen was already sitting, his face was as usual cold and indifferent, and when Pei Yan was about to sit down, he also smelled a strange fragrance on him that was different from the past, so he frowned slightly and looked at the people beside him looked over.

Pei Yan's gaze towards him was always extremely keen, and he immediately looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

Guchen Xianjun's voice was light and soft: "Fragrance."

Seeing him frowning, Pei Yan lowered his head and smelled his body, and then understood immediately, and said: "It was yesterday's injury, Ming Xianjun gave me two boxes of plasters to rub on."

After hearing this, Xianjun Guchen relaxed his brows, and just nodded, without asking any more questions.

Well, yes, he didn't understand either.

However, after Pei Yan brushed past several princesses from the Demon Realm and Luo She, the Young Lord of the Demon Realm...

Not long after, everyone in the whole school looked at him with teasing and ambiguous expressions.

Even looking at Guchen Xianjun beside him.

At noon, Princess Qionghua couldn't help dragging Pei Yan to the corner of the Academy.

"Your Highness, why don't you know how to reject Guchen Xianjun?!" She looked at the seventh prince of the demon world in front of her with great distress, and said angrily: "You were just beaten like that by him the day before yesterday... He, he is too embarrassed to touch you again! And he is so ignorant, to the extent that His Highness needs medicine...I'm afraid that others will not know that His Highness, you want anything from him!"

"Princess, did you hear what other people said?" Pei Yan thought for a while, but he didn't tell the princess of the human world about the magic that Guchen Xianjun gave him. Yuan Yuan is actually not bad. Although his shots are heavy, Wu Yuan can bear them all, and he never tires of them. The princess should know that Wu Yuan asked the princess many times to get close to him, so this little injury is really nothing to worry about, even if the injury is severe Seriously, I won't reject him either." Pei Yan said very frankly: "It's just because this is also Wuyuan's original intention."

Princess Qionghua was dumbfounded.

She stared blankly at the Seventh Prince of the Demon Realm in front of her for a while, and the base of her neck slowly turned red. "Princess Benbenben knows..."

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... ! ! !

——Direct and rude without restraint.

After all, Princess Qionghua, who was still a girl in her boudoir, blushed and hurried back.

God, what did I hear!

Why do I, a seventeen-year-old girl in the human world, listen to this? !

Shenqi Peak is the northernmost, on the side of Shenjietai.

The woman in a dark red long dress is tall and tall, almost as tall as the young master of the Demon Realm beside her. The color of her eyes is as dark as blood, and above the blood color, it seems to be burning with red fire. At first glance, she looks strong and fierce, faintly It can be seen a bit of killing and blood devouring spirit, and cruel and merciless nature.

"You know that Ben Shaojun and Lord Anyan have reached a cooperation before." Luo She paced beside her and said casually: "How do you think... as the eldest son who inherited the blood of the demon king Heijiao, he is better than your Liefeng Lord." The winning rate is higher~ Since you said that you want to cooperate with Ben Shaojun, what benefits can you promise Ben Shaojun?"

Lie Fengjun Wuhen leaned against the white jade wall of the God's Ring Platform. Hearing this, he curled his lips slightly and sneered at the Demon Realm Young Lord in front of him: "I don't know what benefits my elder brother promised to Young Master?"

"I haven't said anything about it, but the demon world and the demon world have been allies for a long time. This young master is undoubtedly the future master of the demon world, so my father just hinted that I should get close to the future master of the demon world."

"Your Majesty the Demon Monarch married eight demon queens, gave birth to seven daughters and one son, and was regarded as the young monarch of the Demon Realm. He is the future Lord of the Demon Realm. There is no doubt..." Lie Fengjun said this, his blood-colored eyes faintly revealing his ambition Vibrant light. "But the demon world is not like the demon world. There is no old system of 'shaojun' or 'lord'. As long as there is strength, anyone can become a demon king."

She turned her eyes to look at the Young Lord of the Demon Realm in front of her, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Young Lord will be the Demon Lord, but Anyan Lord may not be the next Demon King... So the Young Lord only made friends with him, really. Is it okay?"

"Isn't he the most likely to become the demon king?" Luo She smiled slightly and looked at the fire vulture demon in front of him: "Your Majesty the demon king has six sons and three daughters, isn't Lord Anyan the strongest among you?"

"Although he himself is the strongest, as members of the Flood Clan, he and Lao Jiu are the only demon sons in the demon palace who have no power of their own."

Liefeng Jun Wuhen's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice: "It's not like the Asuka clan behind me, the Nine-tailed Fox Monster clan behind the second child, and the Huamu clan behind the fourth child."

The young master of the Demon Realm looked back at her, seemingly puzzled.

"The Jiao Clan and the Shui Clan that are vassals of the Jiao Clan are all directly under my father's orders. Whoever my father wants the Jiao Clan to support, they will support. It may be the eldest brother..." The slender Liu eyebrows raised slightly, and she said: "It could be the old nine, or any one of the nine of us... It all depends on what the father wants." She looked at Luo She and said with a smile: "The young master may not know something, but there is no demon in the demon palace who doesn't know , the father loves Lao Jiu the most, and Lao Jiu's birth mother is unknown. When she was still an egg, she was taken by her father's side all the time, almost inseparable... From this point of view, she and Wu Yan who are both members of the Jiao clan , Who do you think has a better chance of winning?"

Luo She said "Oh" in a long tune: "Listening to Lord Liefeng, why does this young master think that I should go to Xueyang Lord to talk about cooperation?"

"She won't cooperate with you~" Wuhen Youyou chuckled slowly: "Young Jun has already offended Wuyuan, don't you remember?"

"Oh~ that's true." Luo She said with a bit of regret: "It is common for Lord Xueyang and His Highness Wuyuan to walk together, and His Highness Wuyuan seems to have misunderstood this Young Master, and even Mr. Xueyang may have misunderstood this Young Master. You don't like it."

Liefeng Jun Wuhen couldn't help laughing: "Is it really a misunderstanding?" Her voice turned quiet, she stared firmly at the Demon Realm Young Lord in front of her, and lightly curled her lips: "If Young Master really takes a fancy to Wuyuan, My elder brother Wuyan and Xueyang Lord Wuyou, no matter who they are who becomes the Demon King in the end, it is impossible for them to give Wuyuan to Shaojun."

She said in an ambiguous voice, "Don't you know, Shaojun, what is the relationship between Wuyuan and Wuyan?"

Luo She naturally heard the meaning of her words. "I don't mind that Mr. Anyan and His Highness Wuyuan have messed up so many times, but..." He gently turned the blood-colored satin brocade fan in his hand, and said cynically: "Now it seems that this bewitchingly beautiful Yaozi It is more like the Guchen Immortal Monarch, I walked by him today and smelled the fragrance of tea..."

Luo She clicked her tongue softly, her eyes were full of teasing and teasing: "This fairy is more difficult to deal with than any of you, His Highness Wuyuan has become his man, I guess, no matter who among you should be After losing the Demon King, I'm afraid I can't guarantee that His Highness Wuyuan will be given to me~"

The disdain flashed in Lord Liefeng's eyes, and his eyes were filled with contempt and disdain: "This kid's skill at seducing people is really better than his mother's."

She snorted coldly, looked back at the young master of the demon world, and said, "I may not be able to give you anything by myself, but if we combine the power of you and me, I don't think anything is impossible... just But if it were Wuyan and Wuyou, they would be reluctant to give Wuyuan to Shaojun."

She said: "Old Nine looks at this son as his own brother, but Wuyan revealed the intention of monopolizing him when he first saw Wuyuan. He will never give up Wuyuan to others."

Luo She's eyes sank when she heard this, and she couldn't stop turning: "It seems that Liefeng Lord does have some advantages, and the most important thing is that he still has some sincerity."

Wuhen laughed: "That's natural."

"So, what Lord Liefeng said, I will consider it."

Wuhen raised his brows slightly, and said calmly, "Young Master, think it over carefully."

When the sun was setting and the school classes were over, Wuyou was about to run over to find Wuyuan to go to the dining hall together.

Unexpectedly, Xianjun Guchen would go and come back again, the little girl immediately shrank back in fright.

Hearing the frosty voice of the fairy in white, he said to his brother: "Follow me."

The seventh prince of the demon world looked terrified, and whispered back to him: "Re, come?"

People from the Six Realms who hadn't left the school in time almost all pricked up their ears.

Guchen Xianjun was very indifferent to his euphemistic refusal, and said forcefully: "Yes."

"Okay, okay..." The seventh prince of the demon world swallowed with a stiff face, and finally stood up from behind the long table with his waist supported, and resignedly followed the white-clothed fairy out of the school.

I am!Do they want to be so exciting? !

People from the six realms all swallowed their saliva and watched the two of them walk away together in shock.

I have to say... Guchen Xianjun is really strong... no matter what aspect...

The author has something to say: People (asking Sanhuo): Is Guchen Xianjun strong?

Sanhuo: Strong, it's really strong, it's frightening.

Everyone (with a clear and red chicken look): understand understand understand!