What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

The seductive monster was born beautiful and charming, with long black hair covering her snow-white naked body, a pair of ochre-colored fox ears on top of her head, and a big fluffy tail curled up in front of her body, half-covering her long legs sitting cross-legged.

"How decent is Cheng!" Jing Cen didn't know where to turn his eyes, and said sharply, "Don't let go of my master!"

Yinrong was dumbfounded: "Master?!"

What Master?My own stove turned out to be the master of this immortal? ? ?How good is he? ? ?No, isn't he his enemy?

While he was in a daze, the unconscious man in his arms was dragged away, and Jing Cen's outer robe was thoughtfully put on, while Yin Rong had no time to chase, and was pointed at the throat by a sword.

Jing Cen supported Chengyang Muqiu with one hand, pointed at Yinrong with the other hand, condescendingly, his voice was like ice, "What did you do to him?"

Forget it, take a gamble.

Yinrong shouted: "I saved him! He is mine..."

Before the word "Taoist" could be uttered, the brick wall behind him made an earth-shattering crack, and countless willow branches emerged from the cracks in the wall, wrapped the silver velvet involuntarily, and pulled it out.

Jing Cen supported his master, so it was inconvenient to chase after him, but the disciples of the Taiwei Realm who heard the strange noise all stretched out their hands quickly, and filed out, surrounding Yinrong master and apprentice in a few strokes.

Silver velvet had already transformed into the most commonly used red fox fur, and was held by the collar by his master, and asked softly in the surrounding area: "Master, how did you find it?"

Dong Liu held the willow whip vigilantly, and replied in a low voice: "Don't worry about so many, these are all monks of the Taiwei Realm who kill monsters without blinking an eye. Don't worry about your cauldron, we have to run!"

The high-ranking cultivator has amazing hearing ability, Xi He accurately captured the word "stove tripod", and asked in confusion, "What kind of stove tripod?"

But the master taught him that when you meet a demon clan, you don't need to talk about etiquette. If you want to know something, you just grab him and ask him. The sword was blocked.

Even Lord Xifeng's sword was blocked, so the rest of the disciples naturally did not dare to do anything wrong.

"Brother Cen? Why did you stop me?" Xi He said puzzled, "These two charming monsters appeared here, and they might have participated in the murder of Master. He must have committed a lot of crimes—"

"Enough!" Jing Cen interrupted him sternly, "Xi Yuanming, don't make too much trouble, first escort Master back to Wulian Peak."

"...Yes." Xi He obediently carried out the subordinate etiquette and stopped talking.

So, a group of immortal elders left in such a mighty way, miraculously leaving two alive.

Jing Cenping retreated the others, and personally helped Chengyang Muqiu into the flying carriage, pulled up the curtains, then exited respectfully, and followed the carriage with his sword.

Xi He leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Eldest Brother, is Master seriously injured?"

A strange look appeared on Jing Cen's usually expressionless face, and he shook his head after a long while: "Master is not injured, it should be a successful breakthrough." It's just... his clothes are torn like rags, and his body is covered with rags. There were traces of ambiguity, and I don't know what the old man experienced before he fell into a coma.

Xi He breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine, then why is he still in a coma?"

"..."

Xi He seemed to be used to the elder brother ignoring him, and was not annoyed, and continued to ask: "Senior brother Cen, why didn't you let me catch those two charming monsters? Maybe you can ask something."

Jing Cen thought to himself: I'm afraid you might find something out of your question.

At that time, when he saw Shizun and that Meiyao hugging each other in disheveled clothes, Jing Cen's first reaction was to seal off the scene, lest people would see them and tarnish Shizun's first name, and the two Meiyao even took a "stove cauldron" one by one. How dare he let his juniors catch him and torture him?

According to Jing Cen's usual personality, he should have killed that foxy girl with one sword, so as to avoid future troubles.

But in his heart he was thinking of Master's "ruthless way" and "adventurous encounters", and he didn't dare to make a mistake. Killing a demon fox is a small thing, which angered Master, and even hindered Master's Dao, he must take it seriously Sorry.

"It's just two little monsters. You can kill them at any time if you want, but Master's health is important. We can decide everything after the old man wakes up." Jing Cen finally found a very high-sounding reason, so he said.

Both Dongliu and Yinrong had a sense of surviving after a catastrophe, and long after the immortals left, Yinrong still touched his neck with lingering fear to make sure his head was still on it.

"Master," Yinrong asked emotionally, "How did you find me?"

Dong Liu stroked his beard, and said in a deep voice, "Is it true that my master's divination skills are not in vain?"

Yinrong remembered that when he picked up Chengyang Muqiu, it was the hexagram divined by his master, and couldn't help agreeing in admiration: "That's right."

Just at this moment, a woman waved at them from a distance. She looked around and made sure there was no danger, then ran over and said to Dong Liu, "Did you find the silver velvet? You scared me to death."

Yin Rong: "Aunt Lan Zhi? Why are you here?"

Hearing the word aunt, Lan Zhi became angry, glared at him, and said angrily, "If I hadn't informed your master, you would have been killed by the Wuliangzong people long ago, right?"

Silver Fleece: "..."

Dong Liu coughed in embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject, "It's not Wuliangzong, they are wearing Taiweijing sect uniforms."

"How could it be Taiweijing?" Lan Zhi was a little confused, and then asked, "What about Yinrong's friend?"

This time, both Dongliu and Yinrong fell into silence.

Seven days later, Chengyang Muqiu finally woke up.

The main peak of Taiwei Realm, Wulian Peak, is a twin peak. The residence of Chaoyu Dao Juncheng Yangheng occupies one of the peaks exclusively. , reminding us of a fairy palace.

But apart from Chengyang Muqiu, there was no living person in Henggao's residence.

All the 'slaves' were puppets wearing hoods, and although they were all sitting and doing their duties, they didn't make a sound, like a grand pantomime, almost eerily quiet.

The only master didn't think there was anything wrong, so he casually ordered the 'slave' to ask the apprentice to answer, and a hooded puppet responded, and when he went out, he spread his wings and flew away, as light as a paper crane.

After a while, Jing Cen, the eldest disciple under the head seat, respectfully knelt down in front of Chengyang Muqiu.

This time, Chengyang Muqiu was almost plotted against by Wuliangzong, and the account must be dealt with severely. In addition, the retreat he chose was written as a secret letter, which was only handed over to a few personal disciples for safekeeping. Jing Cen opened it himself, why did he leak the news and allow Wuliangzong to take advantage of it?

But when Jing Cen saw the face of his master, he found that he was still indifferent and indifferent, except for the safekeeping of secret letters, he just asked Jing Cen as usual every time he returned from retreat. Questions, such as "what happened in the sect when he was away", all the comprehension circles know that Jing Zhangjiao is the favorite student of Daoist Zhao Yu, probably because of his temperament and master's resemblance, he is calm and reticent , and work reliably.

Jing Cen always answered every question, and made detailed analysis, which really satisfied Chengyang Muqiu.

But when the master ordered him to retreat, he didn't leave happily, but hesitantly said: "Master, don't you have any other orders?"

Chengyang Muqiu heard that there was something in his words, and told him that it didn't matter if he said it, Jing Cen blushed, and hesitantly told the story of the seductive monster who hugged him when he met Chengyang Muqiu.

Of course, he didn't have the guts to describe it in too much detail. He didn't dare to mention a word about the scenes of "hickey marks" and "disheveled clothes". I didn't speak, and couldn't help emphasizing: "No one else knows about this matter except the disciple. Master, don't worry. Dare to ask the master, how should we deal with that vixen?"

Chengyang Muqiu subconsciously rubbed the black jade finger on his thumb, and answered the wrong question: "Did you put 'Qingxin' on for me?"

Jing Cen was taken aback for a moment, and replied respectfully yes.

Chengyang Muqiu nodded: "I see."

"This time the retreat broke through the dangers, and I forgot some people and things. The Hu Meizi you said, I don't have much impression of me as a teacher... Meiyao dares to approach me, and it should be executed by capital punishment. But if it is true as you said, it is because Master owed him the karma," he waved his hand lightly, and pronounced the sentence indifferently, "let him spare his life."

In Pipa Town, Yinrong was packing his bags. Dongliu folded his arms and glared at his apprentice, swearing non-stop: "Little bastard, your wings are stiff, just leave as soon as you say! Where is Taiweijing, you have a normal mind The demon didn't go there!"

Yinrong put the half-worn quilt into the storage bell, and picked through the "trash" he had collected for many years.

"Master Chaoyu Daoist, the head of the Taiwei Realm, hates demons to the bone, and works as one's best. Unless you are shameless and become a monk's spiritual pet, otherwise no one will protect you, and you will have nowhere to redress if you are killed!"

Yinrong also tidied up the story book, stuffed it into the storage bell, and said, "Master, I will carefully hide my ears and tail so that no one will recognize it. He also taught me the disguise technique." .”

Who this "he" is is self-evident.

Dong Liu had a face full of "I don't want to stay here", and said angrily, "You don't even want your life just because of him?"

"How could it be for him?" Yin Rong said seriously, "Master, you forgot that I lent him half of the demon pill, so I can't just let him run away, can I? As long as I double cultivate a few more times, my demon pill will be destroyed." When Dancai is replenished, one's cultivation can increase dramatically, isn't this what your old man taught me?"

Speaking of this, Dong Liu shut up.The matter has come to this point, if the demon pill is not recovered, it will be a big loss.

Dong Liu lucked for a long time, and finally threw him a stack of charms angrily, which was considered a compromise. Yinrong had never seen his master so generous, and was very moved, so he heard Dong Liu hum: "It's for your life, don't worry about it." Die outside! My old man is still waiting for you to die in old age. I knew that you, a bastard, do things in such a way--the method of "Demon Speeding Pill", which can only be used once in a lifetime! You are lucky, just graduated from the teacher. Dare to use it—I will never pick you up back then, if one day a white-haired person gives a black-haired person, it will not be a waste of sadness!"

Yinrong just got a lot of "windfall money", and the master who is hard-spoken and soft-hearted towards her family is even more reluctant to talk back, so she coaxes him to act like a baby, and promises again and again "only sleep a few times, don't get too entangled, and come back after the matter is over." Pipa Town", and vowed to be careful and come back alive, Dongliu reluctantly stopped swearing.

When Yin Rong was packing up her things, she was reluctant to part with this and that, wishing to take half of her wealth away, and afraid that the master would be overwhelmed and worried that he would never come back, so she picked and picked only the things she liked the most, including That puppet that was mended by Chengyang Muqiu.

It is said that the majestic young man who called his Luding as his master wore the clothes of the Taiwei family. He really did not expect his Luding to come from such a noble background, so he must be a peak master, right?

No matter what, Yinrong, the little country demon, packs her bags, bids farewell to her master and her homeland, and leaves for Taiwei Realm full of hope.