With the good-for-nothing beauty

Just as Xu Basui didn't pass it, he immediately started messing around: "Uncle, you can't be so heartless as a devil. You haven't come back for two years. Just come in and give me a face. You are too domineering!"

Xu Jiezhi said: "If you don't accept it, bite it."

Xu Basui made a gesture and jumped forward, Ada flew up his legs, Xu knew that he could not avoid it, but Mozun kicked to the other side by himself, only to send a strong wind.

Xu Jiezhi sized him up: "The legs have grown."

"Of course, two years."

"But you are still not tall, it's too bad, follow your father."

Xu Basui couldn't bear it anymore: "My father is as tall as you, how short is he!"

"Your mother is also tall, and you don't pick your mother's length."

Xu Basui was about to fall backwards: "I am good enough! There is a pile of crooked melons and jujubes in the big devil world, I can look like this!"

"It's all compared to a worthless person." Xu Jiezhi shook his head heavily, "It's kind of like comparing with this little boy."

Zhou Jin, who was cueed, didn't change his face: "The devil is over the prize."

"How can I compare with him!" Xu Basui was furious, "He is the most beautiful boy in the Canglan School, but I am not!"

"Oh, then you will really enjoy it." Xu Jiezhi turned to Zhou Jin, "What's your name?"

"Zhou Jin, the name is Bai Yuan."

The demon king seemed to frowned, turned his head and continued to ask the demon king: "Why do you want to go to the fairy world? Your spiritual core is tyrannical, what's the benefit of jumping around."

"What do you know, and you haven't been there before?" Xu Basui was annoyed, "You know that there are wanderers everywhere, and the devil world is a good place the size of a palm. What's there to wander around in the poor mountains and rivers outside? The majestic devil is not a lonely ghost .”

Xu Jiezhi suddenly reached out and pressed him on the Mozun's chair, and put his hand on Xu Basui's shoulder: "Xu Ke, I guess you want to imitate your father, right?"

The Mozun is like a hairy cat: "No ⊙△⊙!"

"Your father worships a fairy, and you want to learn from him?"

Xu Basui concluded, his eyes rolled away: "I... don't think so, it's just boring."

The devil continued to say: "Okay, then tell me, which teacher does this little boy belong to?"

Xu Basui couldn't stop picking at his ring: "Yes, I want you to take care of it."

Xu Jiezhi understood, he pressed Xu Basui's hand harder and harder: "Good job, did you find that fellow's disciple to have fun?"

Zhou Jin was shocked when he heard this, and the gentle and quiet face of his master appeared in his mind.The master is a man of integrity, obsessed with swordsmanship, and has a dull temperament that is almost boring. It is said that the master has no friends at all except his parents who passed away early.He has spent many years in Zangshu Pavilion, and he has never heard such gossip. How could he expect to hear such unexpected news here.

Xu Jiezhi also turned his head to look at him: "I heard that Mu Mu has taken in seven apprentices, what rank do you rank under that fellow?"

Zhou Jin came back to his senses, neither humble nor overbearing: "Seventh."

Xu Jiezhi looked at him quietly, his whole body seemed to be calm, but Zhou Jin suddenly felt a strange killing intent.But this killing intent was fleeting, so fast that he thought it was an illusion.

"You..." The Demon Lord drew a long ending, which made the two juniors very nervous together, their eyes were exchanged back and forth, uncertain.

Who is the "old bachelor", seeing this epiphany, beat his chest and stomped his feet, looked up to the sky and sighed: "Damn."

Xu Basui: "...why do you sigh in a terminally ill tone?"

"What's so good about being men together." Xu Jiezhi sighed, slapped the hilt of the sword, and immediately came over after digging out the treasure, so Mojie sat on the beast and used it as a mount.

The Demon Lord said solemnly, "You should find a good girl, a woman as good as your mother."

Demon Venerable was also solemn: "You don't understand the benefits of carrying a handle."

Zhou Jin, who couldn't get in the conversation, first turned livid and then blushed.

Xu Basui finished coquettishly and foolishly: "Besides, there is only one mother of mine, she will never come back, and there will be no one in this world who can be better than her. Take my mother as a reference, that won't work, you are trying to make me a bachelor .”

Xu Jiezhi was silent for a while, and said, "I will be back."

Xu Basui put his hands behind his ears to make them stand up like ears: "What?"

"It's nothing." Xu Jiezhi became serious, "Have you found the Dragon Soul of Sin Yuan?"

"It's as if your jaw has been dislocated." Xu Basui squeezed his chin and made a crooked mouth, "I didn't find it after searching on the ground. There are many people in the dungeon, and Weicheng has not yet been investigated."

"Oh." Xu Jiezhi patted Paibao and stood up, "Then I'll go and see him."

"Crooked!" Xu Basui also followed, his teeth itching with anger, "Uncle! Are you leaving again now? Don't you have anything to say?"

"Why not." Xu Jiezhi raised his middle finger sternly, "Speak less with your mouth, eat more, wander less during the day and do more, and practice less at night, don't you understand? Once young people break the precepts, don't think they have two kidneys." Just mess around, don't forget you only have one..."

Xu Basui exploded into a red crab, waving two pincers to crush the uncle's dog's head: "Scroll! Find your godson!"

He turned around angrily, at this moment Xu Jiezhi stretched out his hand and patted him on the head: "Happy birthday, happy rainy day, congratulations on being one year older."

Xu Basui's eye circles were red from being photographed, and he turned around in a huff, but the old bachelor had disappeared without a trace.

Zhou Jin came forward and told him after deliberation: "Actually... your uncle came back when you were drunk and crazy in the square last night."

"Really?"

"Really." Zhou Jin laughed, reached out and pinched his face lightly, "I came back with you in my arms, and the devil stared at me all the way, covetously."

Xu Basui sniffled: "Garbage, he didn't say anything, why didn't you tell me this morning?"

"The Demon Lord looked very fierce last night." Zhou Jin recalled Xu Jiezhi's eyes last night, "He followed all the way to the gate of Nanke Pavilion. He opened the barrier with his sword. When I walked in with the Demon Lord in his arms, he whispered 'Don't have to tell him I've been here'."

Xu Basui pushed his hand away, rubbed the red spot and frowned: "He said that?"

"It's absolutely true." Zhou Jin also felt puzzled, "I saw him on the high platform just now, and I was stunned for a while. But after listening to your bickering, I feel that the Demon Lord is not as scary as he looks. If there are two people."

"He's right, he's just like a ghost." Xu Basui also sat down on Di Bao, and Di Bao made a "crack".

He lowered his head and muttered: "I don't know what he's thinking. I haven't seen him when my father was around. Have you ever seen an uncle who hasn't come home for decades? If you don’t do it, you know how to run outside, never say what he is doing, that’s why he would stay for a while in my first few years. His temper is smelly and hard, sometimes he is dumb, sometimes he chatters like a convulsion patient Yes. Hey, how many times have people disappeared in a blink of an eye, no matter how much I make trouble, he still does his own way..."

After complaining for a long time, Mozun inflated into a balloon, gritted his teeth with red eyes: "Old thief!"

Zhou Jin listened to his scolding and watched him lose his temper, and when he calmed down, he went over to stroke his blown hair.

Mozun's eyes were red, and he said softly, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Jin laughed: "Let's go in the rain."

As for the old thief - he rushed to the dungeon at a high speed, like a strong wind all the way, and frightened the demon cultivators half to death when he rushed to the meeting hall of the dungeon.

Weicheng, who was holding the orange cat, felt the cold wind blowing against his face, when he opened his eyes, the cat in his arms had already jumped over, asking Xu Jiezhi to catch it.

"Father?" Weicheng's eyes lit up, eyes were black and blue, and he walked up to him with a smile, and asked about his uncle and nephew in the second sentence, "Have you visited brother yesterday?"

"Hmm." Xu Jiezhi prevaricated, holding the orange cat with one hand, preventing it from jumping up and kissing him, and pretending to be impatient, "Why is this cat still so greasy?"

Weicheng laughed: "It's spiritual, it's a lazy cat, and it's the person closest to my brother."

Xu Jiezhi touched the orange cat reluctantly, and nodded: "I just came from Xu Ke, do you have any idea about the sinful dragon soul?"

Hearing this, Weicheng was relieved, and handed over the roster in his hand: "There are so many people in the dungeon, it's not easy to check. I just checked [-]% of the people. Apart from the blood red mark between the eyebrows, are there any other characteristics of people possessed by dragon souls? "

Xu Jiezhi shook his head: "I don't know."

"What is that dragon soul?"

"I vaguely heard about it from Xu Huo." Xu Jiezhi touched the orange cat with an indifferent expression, "It should be something that only the Demon Lord knows about. He died early, and he didn't tell Xu Ke a lot of things in the Demon Realm."

Weicheng looked at him sadly, and wanted to say something, but he took a look at the sky outside, guessing that the sun hadn't set, so he swallowed back his words.

"By the way." Xu Jiezhi raised his head, "Do you know that he ran to the fairy world? Not only did he run, but he also brought Jun Tong's seventh apprentice with him. It's not a good look."

Weicheng shook off the relationship between Xu Basui and Er Zhou, and concluded confidently: "Although my brother likes that Saturday, what he likes on Saturday is Saturday, and now my brother is taking out his anger on that Saturday. Sooner or later Will die."

Xu Jiezhi raised a question mark on his forehead: "...?"

The orange cat also opened its mouth wide, as if laughing silently.

"That's all. Let's talk about that Saturday, who was that?" Xu Jiezhi looked around with the cat in his arms, and found a corner seat and sat down.

"In a word, he is a useless person with nothing but a face." Weicheng followed closely, avoiding the others and said softly: "Although he is a disciple of Sword Immortal Juntong, he doesn't have a spiritual core, but An embroidered pillow. But there is one thing that I am very concerned about... I used a horoscope to calculate my brother's fate a while ago, and it seemed that a catastrophe came from outside. Looking at the hexagram on the horoscope, it was Zhou Baiyuan."

"There is no spiritual core..." Xu Jiezhi leaned against the wall and rubbed his temple with one hand. Thinking about it based on common sense, he found it incredible, "If there is no spiritual core, it is waste. What kind of threat can it pose to Xu Ke?"

He also said a cold joke: "Unless that kid is moved, he loves that Zhou Qi to death, but he is severely dumped, so he is so hurt that his heart is split."

Weicheng also felt that the joke was really cold, waved his hands and laughed: "That's impossible, not to mention that there was Zhou Yaoguang before, and Zhou Baiyuan has only been in the Demon Realm for a month. My brother is a long-term lover, so I don't think much of him."

"You are the most accurate in calculating the celestial phenomena, but I'm afraid you may be wrong in calculating people." Xu Jiezhi smiled lightly, leaning his back against the wall, his body gradually relaxed, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

"Weicheng, you must find the dragon soul, foster father has been looking for that thing for a long time..."

"Yes, I will check all night."

"Also, about Xiao Ke..."

"I will protect him until the end." Weicheng said seriously, "I made an oath. I am willing to live for him, or die for him."

Xu Jiezhi nodded slightly, then leaned against the cold wall and closed his eyes, falling asleep in this posture.The orange cat held its head up in his arms, its tail flicked slightly, its blue eyes were wet.

Weicheng touched the orange cat, made a silent gesture, and smiled softly: "Don't disturb him."

The orange cat buried its head in Xu Jiezhi's night-black robe and remained motionless.

Weicheng took off his robe, and gently put it on for Mo Jun and Orange Cat.The devil leaned against the wall and remained motionless. He only came back once a year for the past six years, and every time he came, he found a place to sleep. Weicheng didn't know if he stayed up all night or for a year.

Weicheng stared at him for a while, got up and continued to the center of the meeting hall, stretched out his hand to tie up the loose half of his long hair, and added three points of sharpness to his gentle eyebrows.He looked up at the dome, then rolled up his sleeves and continued to investigate with other magicians.We stay up late together and go bald together.

The dungeon has no sun and no moon, and he has guarded here for ten years.

Time passed by little by little, and he finally felt a little tired, couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, only at this moment, a chill suddenly rose from behind.

Weicheng turned around, the demon king in the corner had already woken up, he got up and let go, the robe and cat on his body slipped to the ground.

"Zhou, Bai Yuan."

The Demon King held the hilt of his sword.

The author has something to say: Baji: You don’t understand the benefits of carrying a handle

Seven cubs: (//﹏//)

Demon Lord: ╰(╢ ′)╯

Brother: My brother will never care about Zhou Qi!

Everyone: ⊙ω⊙