Disciples with unknown origins should not randomly pick them up

Jing Hongshen and Xiao Mo sat in the room looking at each other disgustedly. Just now they disturbed Lu Yinxi to take a bath because of a quarrel, but now they were thrown out, and the only thing they could hear was the weird tune humming from the next door, clattering For some reason, the sound of the water was a bit explicit.

Xiao Mo took another sip of water.

The pot of water in front of him was about to be drained by him.

"Tsk," Jing Hongshen frowned, and broke the silence by speaking first, "You're not very old, but your mind is very dirty."

Looking at the moon and stars outside, Xiao Mo was not annoyed, he just choked on him: "I think you are half the same."

Jing Hongshen rolled his eyes.

He has never seen anyone, and he can even squeeze someone out according to his own preferences, would he be greedy for Lu Yinxi's body?

Funny.

"I think it's because you have a dirty mind, and you think others are dirty too."

"Oh, is that so?" Xiao Mo said in a frivolous tone, and cast a sidelong glance at Jing Hongshen, "Then since you didn't think about Master, you should stay away."

Then he drank another cup of tea, "I fight, the master is mine."

Jing Hongshen gasped, his hand was already on the hilt of the sword, and he didn't pull it out because of his heart and patience.

How could there be such a brazen person.

Then he thought of Lu Yinxi who unpreparedly let Xiao Mo undress to wash up.

Damn, if you don't listen to Lao Tzu, you have to pick up an apprentice and come back.

He didn't know why, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. At the beginning, he entrusted Lu Yinxi with dreams all day long, and Tang Seng told people to go down the mountain quickly and complete the mission like a scripture, otherwise he would be at risk of being punished. In the worst case, he would be teleported back to himself In the dead body, there is no future.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yinxi's standard is to live one more day. He is already very satisfied with his current life. He just wants to open up this barren hill and live a life where people are waiting for him every day.

Xiao Mo was even more annoying. At first, he entered Lu Yinxi's room late at night because of an accident. Later, he got worse. He came in at night and tucked in the quilt, sat and watched for a while, and finally shook hands. , Jing Hong was deeply afraid that the situation would deteriorate further, so he sent the deer hiding Lu Yinxi's sword directly to the other party, and then made a side note. Xiao Mo encountered a bottleneck period and needed to go to Lingxu Wonderland to find a good weapon.

It's just that he didn't expect an accident during this process. Lu Yinxi didn't appear in front of him as he expected, and there was an accident that almost killed him.

He remembered how he saw Lu Yinxi at that time.

The opponent was dressed in white, and the bright red blood was more eye-catching. His heart seemed to be curled up into a ball, and the sword art was squeezed faster than usual, but the monster retreated even faster, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. In front of my eyes.

He didn't dare to delay, so he could only ignore the monster and go to save Lu Yinxi.

Then I saw that annoying kid again.

At that moment, he deeply hoped that the other party would die.

But he is just a system, what he can do for Lu Yinxi now is on the verge of cheating, if he kills innocent people, then he will definitely receive the most serious punishment.

It is obvious that Lu Yinxi is an unmotivated host, but there is a belief in his heart that keeps reminding him.

Can't leave him.

Jing Hong was taken aback for a moment, frightened by his own thoughts, he clenched his fists and then slowly released them.

"What are you talking about?" Jing Hongshen walked towards Xiao Mo, looking at the purple sword surrounded by demonic energy, "Master is the right way in the world, you are just a monster."

There was a sneer in his tone, but it was full of hurt. Xiao Mo's hand holding the cup trembled faintly, and even the sword trembled together.

"I... am not a monster."

When the young man said this, there was natural grievance in his tone, but Jing Hongshen didn't like it: "Do you think Master doesn't know, he just doesn't say anything."

Xiao Mo suddenly raised his head: "Master...knows?"

"Of course, Master has known since he picked you up."

"Then, the master still accepts me as a disciple?"

"..."

Jing Hongshen tasted something bad, he frowned and looked at Xiao Mo with a hint of excitement in his paralyzed face, and decided not to continue answering the other party's questions.

"Master really thinks so? Want to accept me as a monster? Do you mind my identity as a monster?"

Xiao Mo stumbled towards Jing Hongshen, putting his hands on his sides, and Jing Hongshen smelled the alcohol in his mouth.

Jing Hongshen hurriedly rushed to the table, smelled it and realized that it was the sweet-scented osmanthus wine that Lu Yinxi ordered just now, it probably passed to the wrong door, and it was delivered to their room.

Xiao Mo's taste is not like ordinary people, he can't taste the spiciness of wine, he thought it was water, but the more he drank, the thirstier he became.

"Brother——Brother—you talk—"

Xiao Mo's eyes were blurred, and he pulled Jing Hongshen's face to both sides, but the drunk man was very strong, and the strength of the monster itself was stronger than ordinary people. At this moment, Jing Hongshen only felt that his face was about to be torn apart up.

"Damn! Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo! You fucking wake me up!"

Lu Yinxi on the side had no idea what the two apprentices were doing.

Today he wanted to take a bath, partly to soothe his body and mind, and partly because he wanted to try to figure out the flashback in his mind when he accidentally fell into the water before.

Normally, he wouldn't feel that way when he soaked in hot springs. It seemed that only when the water covered his head would he feel the fear of dying.

Could it be that the original owner had drowned before?

Lu Yinxi took a deep breath and prepared. In order to prevent himself from being unable to climb out, he even placed the bathtub on the chair so that he would fall down if he struggled.

Today is also a little smart ghost.

Lu Yinxi sat in the bathtub, put wormwood in the water, and there was a refreshing fragrance. He did a few more mental exercises, and finally sank in one go.

Memories are like water in a bag, with a big opening drawn, pouring out one after another.

"No, no, goo... let it go, let me go! Sister, sister!"

His limbs were cut open, and the pain was piercing when he was immersed in the water.

His hair was grabbed by someone, and he was pressed into the water that smelled of blood and medicine. He held his breath because of fear, and the black water poured into his mouth and nose, and choked into his lungs. When he felt that he was about to die, he was pulled out again. He could only seize this opportunity to take a breath of air, and then he was pushed into the water again.

Painful, suffocating, wet, uncontrollable.

Every kind of haste was bit by bit eating away at his desire to survive, until he stopped struggling, was dragged out and thrown aside.

"Sister, sister, help, help..."

No one around responded to him, and what he saw was a naked body, a woman with disheveled hair, dead in a corner, her internal organs were turned out, her intestines were dragged on the ground, and flies were flying around on them.

"vomit--"

Lu Yinxi turned over the bathtub, and that moment almost emptied his body. He was still sweating from the heat just now, and now his whole body was cold, and he lay prone on the floor with shaking arms.

Apart from being disgusting, this memory didn't give him much information, but he was very clear about one thing.

That is, someone is using him to do shady and perverted activities, and these things seem to be inseparable from his sister.

——Lu Shuangluo.

Just reading it once, I feel a chill all over my body.

Panting for breath, Lu Yinxi slowly stood up from the ground, used his special auxiliary building system to clean up the water on the ground, and sat aside to rest.

He tried to integrate the various information in his head.

The Supreme Sect was founded by Jing Hongshen, and the Supreme Immortal Venerable was an unfounded title, which was used by Jing Hongshen to establish a good reputation for him, so everything about him in the Supreme Sect has nothing to do with the original owner.

The only doubt is that they were brought into the Demon Realm by someone who called them the disciples of the Supreme Sect. Although there was no major situation in the end, and Jing Hongshen's reaction was not arranged by him, then this time they entered by mistake. Does it have anything to do with probing his identity?Or just ordinary want to hit the momentum of the supreme sect?

Does anyone know that Lu Yinxi has returned to the spiritual world?

In addition, the place that is really related to the original owner is Dingyang Pavilion, especially the owner of Dingyang Pavilion, which involves the original owner's sister, and seems to be inextricably linked with Huajie.

I am afraid that this trip to Huajie will have unexpected gains.

Moreover, although there is no clear evidence, Lu Yinxi vaguely felt that the original owner was not the pavilion owner's stove, and it seemed to be used for other purposes.

——He felt as if someone was going to use him as a medicine primer.

Now it seems that this body is only at the golden elixir stage, not because he cultivated to the golden elixir stage, but because of his abundant spiritual power, he can form a golden elixir without any help.

But the problem now is that he doesn't know how to repair his broken meridian, nor can he know why the wound on his waist was caused. He only knows that the wound is extraordinary and prevents him from having normal luck. , and even vomit blood when touched.

This problem has to be solved, otherwise this body is too fragile, like paper, it will shatter when touched.

Lu Yinxi rubbed the center of his brows, feeling a little depressed.

It's tiring to use your brain.

I really want to drink.

He closed his eyes and groped around on the table, and finally opened his eyes in doubt.

Strange, where is his pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine made by the store?

"Xiao Mo."

He habitually called the young man's name, but the young man was not on call as usual, and the lack of an answer made the room feel a little lonely.

"...Jing Hongshen?"

Lu Yinxi stood up hesitantly, and then he heard some movement in the next room, heavy objects colliding, and fabrics intersecting.

Could it be that they fought again?

Lu Yinxi hurriedly got up and walked to the next door, knocked on the door, but no one answered, but he didn't lock the door, so he pushed in directly.

I saw Xiao Mo blushing, looking back at him blankly, Jing Hong covered his mouth deeply, biting his teeth so hard that he was about to bleed.

The two of them had already collapsed on the bed. Their clothes were disheveled and they were gasping for breath. Half of the bedding fell to the ground.

The garden is full of spring scenery and cannot be closed.

Especially Jing Hongshen, with his long hair hanging loose, was extraordinarily enchanting.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Shizun will step down now."

Before Jing Hongshen opened his defense, Lu Yinxi closed the door, and locked it for others by the way.

Really, the young dry wood raging fire doesn't know that it's locked, it's really immature.

But Jing Hongshen is so coquettish, it's actually the lower ones, hehe, Tsundere really deserves to be suppressed.

He is really the number one moon elder in his own plane!

The author says:

Lu Yinxi: Come on, come on, you take this end of the red thread, you take the other end of the red thread.

Then string the slices together.