Blind Master Raises Enthusiastic Apprentices

The air is filled with the smell of blood, which is a sweet antidote to some people, but a deadly poison to others.

Gu Xizui fell into a coma, and a fair and beautiful hand hung down beside the bed.

Bright red blood flowed down the jointed fingers.

A hand that was also bleeding was trying to grab that hand, but was snatched away by another clean and slender hand.

Lu Qianzhou clasped Gu Xizui's wrist, and used a cleaning technique to wash away the blood on Gu Xizui's hands.

After washing, there are clear and obvious bite marks on the white and clean back of the hand, which cannot be washed off.

He looked deeply at the bite mark, and his movements were still carried out in an orderly manner.

Lu Qianzhou opened the bruise medicine that he carried with him, sprinkled it on the back of Gu Xizui's hand, took out a white cloth, and carefully bandaged Gu Xizui.

Flicking his slender fingers, Lu Qianzhou neatly knotted the white cloth, and a shadow suddenly enveloped him.

Ji Yuanting said in a low, obviously proud voice: "What are you doing?"

Lu Qianzhou tightly clasped Gu Xizui's wrist, pursed his lips and did not reply, his whole body was tense and vigilant.

Ji Yuanting suddenly reached out his hand, and Lu Qianzhou moved quickly, hiding Gu Xizui's hand back.

He had just hidden halfway, when an exquisite small square box struck, unceremoniously knocking off Ji Yuanting's attacking hand.

Ji Yuanting looked up.

Heng Jiumo casually took a rare and precious pill out of the delicate square box, and put it back again.

Noticing Ji Yuanting's questioning gaze, he opened his mouth slowly, without any apology for hurting anyone: "What is the devil doing? My Poor Extreme Sect is united and friendly. Master and apprentice love each other. The apprentice bandaged the master's wound. You actually asked him doing what."

"Idiot questions can't be answered, and they still want to start sabotage. Mozun, you are too unreasonable."

Ji Yuanting chuckled, raised his eyebrows meaningfully, and looked at the thick and heavy white cloth in Gu Xizui's hand: "This is also called bandaging a wound? Why, we have practiced for hundreds of years, but we are going to live a mortal life instead? "

Lu Qianzhou brushed Gu Xizui's cool and slender fingers with his hand, and the tactility of the two was in stark contrast to the heavy white cloth on the back of his hand. He pursed his lips and remained silent, his face turned pale.

"Tch, isn't it just exercise and healing, who wouldn't?"

Heng Jiumo stretched out his hand, but Lu Qianzhou didn't hide this time.

Heng Jiumo got hold of Gu Xizui's hand very smoothly.

Lu Qianzhou's cultivation base is still low, and he doesn't have this ability yet, but Heng Jiumo is already in the Nascent Soul Dzogchen stage, so there is no problem at all.

Heng Jiumo really doesn't like Ji Yuanting's villainous face.

He didn't hesitate to be irritable and painful, but he couldn't let Ji Yuanting succeed.

Holding Gu Xizui's hand, concentrating on it, practicing skills, silence, silence...

Heng Jiumo just did that, shook Gu Xizui's hand for a long time, but nothing happened.

Lu Qianzhou's eyes changed from anticipation to speechlessness, he opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "Go away..."

"Hahahaha!"

Before he had time to prompt a few words, Ji Yuanting's laughter resounded presumptuously: "It turns out that the head of the Qiongji faction needs a teenage child to remind him of Yungong."

Heng Jiumo's face turned blue and then pale, and he let go of Gu Xizui's hand, and went to get the elixir from the storage ring.

Before he took it out, Ji Yuanting warned in a cold voice: "Take away those elixir that you give gifts to attract people. The current state of the little master needs an elixir that specializes in treating trauma and does not affect the balance of the body. Master Heng, do you have?"

Heng Jiumo stopped taking the medicine.

Ji Yuanting raised his hand, took out the elixir specially used by the demons to treat trauma, looked at Heng Jiumo, and twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly: "Even Lu Qianzhou always prepares medicine for bruises, but you don't. You can't even bear to suffer injuries, you You also want to bring back Gu Xizui who is infected with demon energy, what can you protect him from?"

With that said, he reached out his hand to Lu Qianzhou.

Lu Qianzhou tightly clasped Gu Xizui's wrist, he looked at Heng Jiumo, who was pale, and then at Ji Yuanting, his eyes darkened.

Ji Yuanting lowered his eyes, looking at Lu Qianzhou who was still stubborn, and found it funny.

He leaned over, whispered a few words in Lu Qianzhou's ear, "Don't force it."

Lu Qianzhou loosened his grip and wanted to squeeze Gu Xizui's hand again, but he seemed to have lost his strength and could no longer hold it.

His hand was empty, Ji Yuanting held Gu Xizui's hand, tore the white cloth in his hand to pieces, and scattered it all over the ground.

The medicinal powder was sprinkled on the back of Gu Xizui's hand, and soon, the bite marks on the back of Gu Xizui's hand disappeared, returning to its original whiteness and smoothness.

There is no trace of injury at all.

Ji Yuanting covered Gu Xizui with a quilt, and gently put his hand into the warm quilt.

Lu Qianzhou looked at the bite mark on Ji Yuanting's hand, and said in a deep voice: "The wound on your hand, is it dead?"

"I will still be bitten in the future, what difference does it make if it is treated or not?" Ji Yuanting said indifferently.

Lu Qianzhou stood up suddenly, and reminded in a cold voice: "Mozun, I hope you understand what my master means. He bit you, but you also bit the back of the master's hand. He doesn't owe you, so you don't want to use this A way to bind my master."

Ji Yuanting paused when he was straightening the quilt. He raised his eyes and looked at Lu Qianzhou, his eyes were compelling: "It is very important to distinguish who owes whom in the matter between the deity and the young master? The important thing is that the young master now includes the future." , what is needed is the deity, not you."

"If you still have some conscience, you should take your head back earlier. Your master is so worried about going back, isn't it because of you?"

"This deity can't figure it out, how can you accept it so happily. Do you know what your master will face when he returns to the right way?!"

"Even if the Righteous Dao regards your master as a hero now, what's the use? He is rare for this title. He has never been a hero?! After Lin Yong died, sooner or later there will be other ungrateful and righteous people. Think about your former alcoholic master Don't be naive."

"Lu Qianzhou, I hope that you will be a conscientious apprentice."

Lu Qianzhou staggered for a moment. He looked at the bed, sleeping soundly. Gu Xizui, who no longer needed to fight the devil so hard, clenched his fists secretly, and released them weakly.

That night, Lu Qianzhou had a nightmare, a nightmare he hadn't had for a long time.

The familiar crying of a woman lingered in his ears. The woman cried miserably, tactfully and pitifully.

It fell into Lu Qianzhou's ears, but it sounded like a ghost crying for his life: "Zhouzhou, can you just let mother go? Don't follow mother anymore, okay?"

"What's the point of following your mother with all your effort? In the end, you are suffering, and so am I. Others call you a wild child, and call your mother dirty, do you know that?"

"After you go out, tell that man, you don't know me, and I have nothing to do with you, okay?"

"It's not that mother doesn't want you. When mother is prosperous in the future, mother will come back to pick you up, okay?"

"Zhou Zhou, be obedient and nod your head. Although I am your mother, why do you and I have to stick together? It is suffering when you and I are together, and happiness is when we leave."

Little Lu Qianzhou was out of breath from crying, his little face was full of tears.

The little hands that were clearly covered with baby fat wiped the tears on his face indiscriminately, turning a little dirty face into a little face.

He shook his head stubbornly, and there was an obviously milky voice, crooked, and the pronunciation of several characters was not standard: "No, mother, Zhou Zhou doesn't want to be separated from mother. Zhou Zhou can protect mother, woo woo woo... "

"Zhouzhou, don't cry." Seeing that Lu Qianzhou couldn't be persuaded, the woman simply cried herself, even more than little Lu Qianzhou.

This method really worked, little Lu Qianzhou really stopped crying, and stretched out his soft little hand, trying to wipe away the woman's tears.

The milky voice in the milk, sensible and skillful, began to coax: "Mother, don't cry, Zhou Zhou is obedient, Zhou Zhou has stopped crying."

"The only thing is not to cry?" The woman followed the trend, "If Zhou Zhou doesn't agree, mother will cry in pain for the rest of her life."

Xiao Lu Qianzhou was silent for a long time, and asked a word: "Mother, will you really come to pick up Zhouzhou in the future?"

"Of course, you are mother's own son. How can mother treat you badly and not remember you?" The woman hurriedly coaxed, "Let's separate for a while, and we will meet again soon."

Little Lu Qianzhou tightly grasped his two dirty little hands, nodded obediently, and replied seriously in a milky voice: "Okay, Zhou Zhou will come to find Zhou Zhou after mother flies to Huangdeng."

The woman hugged Xiao Lu Qianzhou happily.

Xiao Lu Qianzhou was stunned for a while, and then smiled sweetly.

The scene changed rapidly, the man was in front of little Lu Qianzhou, and little Lu Qianzhou's mother was beside the man, the little bird was close to him.

The man's cold voice sounded: "Since this child has nothing to do with you, this king will entrust him to the slave warehouse, what does Aifei think?"

The woman's voice was exceptionally nice, as gentle as water, and she said, "Okay."

Lu Qianzhou woke up from the nightmare, covered in cold sweat.

In the early morning of the next day, Lu Qianzhou got up very early and worked in the kitchen for most of the day.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Lu Qianzhou went to Gu Xizui's room to help Gu Xizui get up.

On the way, he found that there was an extra bright and expensive house in the Demon Realm.

The demon soldiers couldn't help discussing: "Did Heng Jiumo come to the Demon Realm for vacation? I brought the house."

"It's because I can't get used to living in the house in our magic palace, and I can't sleep at night."

"If you can't sleep, go back to his poor school. How long is he going to stay in our Demon Realm? He even brought a house to live in. I've never seen such a shameless person."

"I heard that Heng Jiumo is there for his only junior brother, and he has a deep brotherly love."

"Forget it, after he came out of his junior room yesterday, he went to the most famous casino in the Demon Realm, and he came back in the middle of the night, returning with a rewarding experience. The brotherly love is so deep, I am afraid that it will make money for our Demon Realm."

"It turned out to be like this! I've never heard of Heng Jiumo being so good at gambling."

"Speaking of this, I get angry. Heng Jiumo dug a waiter from the restaurant to go to the casino, but the humble waiter turned out to be a master, winning nine out of ten bets!"

"Damn it! You are shameless, using the excuse of looking for your younger brother to stay in the Demon Realm. You also use our Demon Realm people to earn money from our Demon Realm Casino. Heng Jiumo is really despicable and shameless!"

……

These demon soldiers who were talking about it were gnashing their teeth and were very angry.

Lu Qianzhou didn't listen any more, and quickly went to Gu Xizui's room.

On the other side, the brazen person who was talked about by many demon soldiers was sleeping in the house he moved from the storage ring.

This house not only looks luxurious and eye-catching from the outside, but it is also resplendent and resplendent inside, with an air of extravagance blowing across your face.

It's just that the owner of this room didn't enjoy the extravagance. He slept on a soft and comfortable big bed, but lay down on the desk with his face buried in the book.

This kind of hardworking and diligent study is in stark contrast to the surrounding layout of extravagance and pleasure.

A teenager walked in, hesitating and tangled in circles.

In the end, he mustered up his courage, pushed the man on the desk, and called carefully, "Master?"

The man lifted his head from the book in a daze, several black words were printed on his fair cheeks.

The air was quiet for a while, and then the earth trembled: "You are looking for death! Do you understand what it means to wake up naturally, how dare you push me and pull me when I am sleeping!"

The young man knelt down on the ground in fright, trembling all over. He had heard that their masters got up very angry.

But ever since the head of the family got rich, they slept until they woke up naturally every day, and they never experienced it again, this terrible waking up.

The young man was trembling with fear, and he said tremblingly: "Master, Gu Xianjun has already woken up."

Obviously it was Heng Jiumo who made him wake up, the teenagers thought aggrievedly, but he didn't dare to say or ask.

"Oh." Heng Jiumo suddenly became quiet. After being quiet for a while, he became irritable again, "What are you doing here? Why don't you come and comb my hair!"

The young man hurriedly stood up and combed Heng Jiumo's hair, being careful not to offend this ancestor who was still in bed.

Facing the mirror, Heng Jiumo wiped off the black letters on his face in disgust.

The young man peeked at the black letters, which vaguely read the words "swallowing demons".

The head is matched with a devil, the boy couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

Heng Jiumo looked closely into his eyes again, and complained unhappily: "It's not easy to raise a junior, and you also get dark circles. I'll go back and let my junior copy books for a few more months, so I can make money and live well."

With that said, Heng Jiumo ate a valuable beauty pill, and the dark circles under his eyes disappeared instantly.

The boy's hands combing Heng Jiumo's hair trembled slightly, it was terrifying, he was really an evil skin-scratcher.

Lu Qianzhou came to Gu Xizui's room, skillfully dressed and combed Gu Xizui's hair.

Breakfast is sweet osmanthus porridge and several delicious side dishes.

Gu Xizui ate deliciously, Lu Qianzhou just looked at Gu Xizui, but he didn't take a few mouthfuls.

During the meal, Lu Qianzhou kept wanting to ask questions, but he never asked.

After eating, he went out for a walk, and Lu Qianzhou wanted to take this opportunity to ask questions.

He took a few deep breaths, followed out, and a blind man came in front of him.

Heng Jiumo brought a few plates of food, and came over with a smile on his face.

Gu Xizui looked at the plates of delicacies that were delicious in color, fragrance and color, and felt lucky that he was full.

If he couldn't bear it and ate one of the things, he didn't know how many books he had to copy and how long he had to work to pay off the debt.

Gu Xizui didn't want to stay in the room. Faced with the temptation of this big plate of food, he smiled slightly at Heng Jiumo: "I want to go for a walk with Qian Zhou to digest the food. The master eats slowly, so I won't bother you."

With that said, Gu Xizui strode away with long legs and walked outside.

Lu Qianzhou followed immediately.

He walked a few steps quickly, walked to the side, took several deep breaths, and was about to ask the question in his heart, when suddenly a blind sedan chair came by.

Heng Jiumo was sitting in a sedan chair. The surrounding area of ​​the sedan chair was empty, and a fiery red phoenix was loomingly carved, being pulled back and forth by four snow-white and noble cranes.

Heng Jiumo leaned lazily on the back of the chair made of phoenix wings, and smiled at Gu Xizui: "It's such a coincidence, the younger brother also wants to take a walk. Should the younger brother come up together, the scenery at a higher place is better."

Gu Xizui obviously dodged to the side.

This sedan looks extremely expensive. If he sits in it, he probably won't be able to pay for it all his life as a part-timer.

However, Heng Jiumo has been instructing the crane to lean towards him.

Xianhe leaned over reluctantly, in stark contrast to Heng Jiumo's kind and kind expression.

Gu Xizui took a walk, but he was so unhappy that he couldn't bear it anymore: "Sect Leader, what do you want from me?"

"You come up, the elder brother will tell you."

Heng Jiumo picked up a piece of rose cake, looked at Gu Xizui, ate it elegantly and luxuriously, and shook his head slightly after eating.

Gu Xizui felt that Heng Jiumo was cheating him into spending anytime and anywhere, he was simply an evil rich man.

He will definitely resist the urge to spend!

"Go, Qianzhou, let's go back."

The way to control consumption is to lose sight of consumption.

Lu Qianzhou nodded, and wanted to go back with Gu Xizui, Heng Jiumo's voice sounded again, and he was a little sad: "Junior brother, what's wrong with you? I was really confused by others, and I don't love you anymore. Is your beloved senior brother already?"

Gu Xizui's eyelids twitched, he gritted his teeth and said, "Master."

"Brother." Heng Jiumo interrupted and corrected.

Gu Xizui closed his mouth and did not respond.

Heng Jiumo finally got out of the sedan chair, walked up to Gu Xizui, looked seriously into Gu Xizui's eyes, and asked, "What's wrong with Senior Brother? Why don't you even want to call Senior Brother?"

Gu Xizui said in his heart: "Evil rich man, if I am deceived and really call you brother and brother, you will definitely make me sell my blood and life."

This is not a matter of senior brother being in charge, but a matter of resisting consumption.

"It's more in line with the rules to be called the head."

Gu Xizui explained coldly.

However, Heng Jiumo smiled. He stretched out his hand, caressed Gu Xizui's cheek, pressed his thumb against the corner of Gu Xizui's soft lips, and asked, "So my junior brother still knows what the rules are. , to suck the blood of other men?"

Gu Xizui froze all over.

At that time, he really had no choice. If he didn't bite, the consequences would be even more serious.

He really didn't expect that this demon would be so shameless, he had already lost his mana, and he couldn't make deals with others and seduce people by giving them benefits.

In the end, he even used his body to make a deal.

He absolutely cannot tolerate the consequences of letting the devil go, and he absolutely cannot afford it.

If Gu Xizui made a choice, he would not regret it.

He kept his eyes down and didn't answer a word.

Seeing Gu Xizui's response, Heng Jiumo's heart tightened.

No matter what, Gu Xizui shouldn't be so cold and distant to his senior brother who came to pick him up.

Before, when he gave up and said that his senior brother was obedient, Gu Xizui was willing to walk towards him.

But now, it doesn't work anymore.

Heng Jiumo approached, no longer being as kind and gentle as before.

With his downcast eyes, carrying the coercion of the sect master, he asked in a low voice: "Why, so the younger brother called me the sect master so politely, because he wanted to betray the sect in a proper manner, and with the devil, oh , no, it's the little slave you once reluctantly parted with, together?"

After the words fell, Lu Qianzhou sharply raised his eyes and looked at Gu Xizui.

The question he always wanted to ask was this question.

He looked at Gu Xizui nervously, waiting for Gu Xizui's answer.

Gu Xizui pursed his lips, remained silent for a while, and then spoke, not quite understanding the logic in it: "My staying here has nothing to do with betraying the teacher."

Lu Qianzhou's heart sank heavily, all voices were nothingness to him, he only heard the words "stay here".

It turned out that Gu Xizui had really made a choice.

From the moment he decided to bite the back of Ji Yuanting's hand, he made a choice.

Even if Gu Xizui insisted on having Ji Yuanting bite the back of his hand before biting it, it would be regarded as not owed.

So what?

As Ji Yuanting said, what's the point of being owed or not?The most important thing is that Gu Xizui needs Ji Yuanting.

Heng Jiumo was stunned for a moment, he looked at Gu Xizui, a little strange: "How could you say such a thing?"

Gu Xizui looked at Heng Jiumo equally puzzled, and he wanted to ask Heng Jiumo: Why is your logical connection so imprecise?

"You forgot the words of the master, you love the master so much, how could you forget his words?"

Heng Jiumo let go of his hand, and kept looking up and down at Gu Xizui, falling into deep confusion.

Gu Xizui's heart skipped a beat. This is revealing. It was discovered that he was not the original owner?

hiss!The system said that he could OOC at will, but didn't say whether he would be tied up to sacrifice if OOC was discovered.

Gu Xizui looked at Heng Jiumo in the same doubt.

From the beginning, he didn't care much about OOC, and Heng Jiumo didn't show any doubts at all, he looked alert, he thought it was the system's automatic repair function.

"System, what's going on here?"

Gu Xizui called the system vigilantly in his heart.

The system appeared in a hurry, and he didn't know how to answer this question.

In the past, so many hosts had drastically changed their temperaments, and these protagonists had a good ability to accept. No matter how they treated the original hosts before, they would treat the hosts as usual, smoothly and seamlessly, and have good adaptability.

"Here, if the repair function is not available, my mall has it. Do you want to credit the host?"

Gu Xizui: "..."

The system suggested tremblingly: "Host, why don't you try again and say that you have amnesia?"

Gu Xizui gasped in his heart, told Ji Yuanting that amnesia is not easy to fool, and was inexplicably told by Ji Yuanting that he was pretending to have amnesia.

He is now talking about amnesia to the person in front of him, is it really reliable?

Gu Xizui thought over and over again, but couldn't find any good solution, so he could only use the system's stinky idea: "Well, my memory has been a little messed up recently, and I can't remember many things from the past clearly."

"Oh I got it."

Heng Jiumo nodded thoughtfully, and within a few seconds, he believed Gu Xizui's words.

Gu Xizui: "?!!" Isn't this a dummy?

"So, what did Master say?" Gu Xizui asked tentatively.

Heng Jiumo looked at Gu Xizui, the doubts in his eyes were gone, his eyes moved slightly, showing a deep smile, he was really in a good mood.

He raised his eyebrows, and before he lost his solemnity, he said lightly: "It's nothing, Master hates demons the most. When he found out that Ji Yuanting was a demon, he was going to kill him immediately. At that time, Ji Yuanting had already frozen into ice." .”

Gu Xizui's heart skipped a beat, and his whole body tensed up.

Heng Jiumo ignored Gu Xizui's tense expression, the smile in his eyes dissipated, and continued, "Junior brother, don't worry, with you here, what happened to your precious little slave?"

"You went to ask the master, but the master didn't agree. You froze yourself into ice, waiting to be frozen to death with Ji Yuanting."

Gu Xizui breathed a sigh of relief, he should be fine after seeking the law like this.

Heng Jiumo laughed when he said this, a typical schadenfreude: "You finally learned how to freeze, and after a lot of hard work, you finally froze yourself. As a result, before the ice was solidified, your teacher Zun was rescued, and acupuncture points were tapped, and he remained motionless."

"I've said it a long time ago, it's useless. Who can threaten Master, you are simply acting recklessly. Look, be honest now."

Gu Xizui: "..."

"What about after that?" Gu Xizui was worried about Ji Yuanting's life and death, even though he knew that Ji Yuanting would be fine in the end.

Heng Jiumo stopped smiling, and the smile in his eyes dissipated even more. He squinted his eyes slightly, and said, "Afterwards, you cried in front of Master, and your eyes were red and teary, and you couldn't wipe the tears yourself." , It's very pitiful, Master let Ji Yuanting go."

"That's it, gone?" Gu Xizui felt as if he had heard a fake story.

"Yes," Heng Jiumo stepped forward, looking deeply into Gu Xizui's eyes.

He still remembered that after Gu Xizui's eyes became blind, he fell into a deep sleep for ten years, and Xie Qingyuan also blindfolded his own eyes for ten years.

Xie Qingyuan said that when he wakes up, he will definitely be helpless, but it's okay, he will teach.

Heng Jiumo stared at Gu Xizui's eyes obsessively, they were indeed beautiful.

He murmured, his voice seemed to come from a long time ago: "Master, I really like your eyes."

Gu Xizui was a little puzzled, and pondered: "So, the master looks cold, but in fact he is cold on the outside and warm on the outside, and he can't stand others pretending to be pitiful to him?"

He was thoughtful, thinking carefully in his heart, why don't he show pity to Xie Qingyuan the next time he talks to Xie Qingyuan?

"Who knows? Our master is very eccentric."

"One time I appeared in front of him wearing patched clothes, and he didn't even frown. He even praised me for being sensible and knowing how to save money. As a master, he was very pleased."

"Pfft!" Gu Xizui couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Can this blame Master for being biased?You are too worried.

I don't know how much Xie Qingyuan will spend raising this apprentice, Gu Xizui sighed silently in his heart.

Talking about the past, Heng Jiumo only sighed in a low voice, raised his eyes to look at Gu Xizui, and said slowly:

"So, Master loves you so much, why are you willing to let Master down?"

Gu Xi got drunk and choked, feeling that he didn't know what to do, so he fell into Heng Jiumo's trap.

He keenly grasped the loopholes in it: "If it is true as you said, shouldn't Ji Yuanting remember my kindness, why would he still blame me for abandoning him?"

"It's not easy. Master deleted Ji Yuanting's memory. What he wants is that Ji Yuanting hates you. You two had better never see each other again."

As the witness of Gu Xizui and Ji Yuanting's parting, Heng Jiumo went outside that night and held a sumptuous banquet to celebrate.

His slender fingers moved slightly, and a wine glass appeared in his hand. He poured the fine wine, closed his eyes and savored it, and said slowly: "Junior Brother, Master is really angry when you are like this. Fame, and still hang out with Ji Yuanting, the master is afraid that he will come to clean up the house himself. Senior brother is very worried."

Gu Xizui: "..." No, he felt that Heng Jiumo was gloating.

He was really worried. It was obvious that he could have the best of both worlds, but now he could only choose one.

Suddenly, a pill appeared in front of his eyes.

"This pill, if you take it, can completely clear away the evil energy, junior brother, do you want it, eh?"

Gu Xizui stretched out his hand to grab it, but Heng Jiumo withdrew his hand and approached, and the faint smell of wine blew into Gu Xizui's ear: "Call me brother."

After screaming, there will be no loss of meat. Gu Xizui said the word "Master" on his lips, and Lu Qianzhou's voice suddenly sounded: "Master, we don't want it."

Lu Qianzhou pulled Gu Xizui away, looked at Heng Jiumo vigilantly, stared coldly at the pill in Heng Jiumo's hand, and asked:! "Master, what is the price of this medicine, or is it the price of losing one's body and completely becoming a useless person, unable to practice anymore?"

The smile on the corner of Heng Jiumo's mouth froze, and he said coldly, "Are you investigating my medicine?"

Lu Qianzhou stood in front of Gu Xizui, threatening each sentence: "I clearly remember that the former master once ordered that as long as the master is not mad at my master, he can't drive my master out of the sect. .”

"I think, even if the former master knew about it, he would not come to clean up the sect, but teach the disciples a lesson. Master, you are too exaggerated."

Xie Qingyuan wasn't joking, he meant it literally when he said he was mad.

Gu Xizui is eligible to be expelled from the Poor Extreme Sect only if he dies, and if he is so angry that he dies.

Heng Jiumo smiled lowly, flicked his finger, and the pill in his hand flew straight towards Gu Xizui.

Lu Qianzhou wanted to snatch it, but he couldn't snatch Gu Xizui, who had a higher cultivation level.

"Junior brother, the medicine is in your hands, and your little apprentice has clearly analyzed the side effects for you. You can take it or not."

Heng Jiumo flicked his sleeves, took a last look at Gu Xizui and Lu Qianzhou, turned around meaningfully, and flew to his extravagant phoenix sedan chair.

He leaned lazily on the delicate and fiery phoenix wings, and said slowly, "Junior Brother, do you think Ji Yuanting's blood is the best antidote?"

"Use the blood given by the devil to wear down the devil, and use evil to counter evil."

Heng Jiumo suddenly became polite, and then paused as if he was stuck, and looked furtively at the cheat sheet in his palm, and then continued to speak politely,

"Give birth to new evil, and enter the devil's path forever."

Even Ji Yuanting didn't know this, it should be said that almost no one knew.

The book he slept on this morning had been lost for thousands of years. Yesterday he sneaked into the casino and spent a lot of effort to get it.

As for why the news is so well-informed, it is naturally that money can turn ghosts around.

After reading the text, Heng Jiumo put on a show, yawned lazily and noblely tiredly, and said: "Junior Brother, Senior Brother's time is too precious, I won't be here for long, Senior Senior Brother will leave the day after tomorrow, no waiting after expiration. "

Gu Xizui looked at the dazzling sedan chair going away, like a noble phoenix that finally flew away, and then looked at the pill in his hand, frowning.

After drinking Ji Yuanting's blood, the devilish energy around him was obviously gone, and he obviously felt that the devil in his body had quieted down a lot.

It turns out that these are all appearances, and they are just transforming into new demons.

And this heart demon will completely merge with him.

Gu Xizui's face turned pale, and he clenched the pill in his hand.

Lu Qianzhou was nervous: "Master, don't eat."

Gu Xizui didn't answer, but only looked at Lu Qianzhou deeply, and at the faint blackness around Lu Qianzhou.

He couldn't believe everything Heng Jiumo said.

He has to verify himself.

If it was a new demon, his own, a new demon that merged with him, then he must also have this skill now.

Gu Xizui raised his hand, lightly placed it on Lu Qianzhou's head, closed his eyes, focused, and practiced.

Lu Qianzhou lowered his head, looking at the faint black air around his hand, which was continuously being sucked away by Gu Xizui.

In an instant, his hands, as well as his whole body, were extremely clean, without any black air.

Gu Xizui slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at Lu Qianzhou who had completely escaped from the demonic energy, the corners of his mouth rose in relief, and he let out a heavy breath: "It seems that what he said is true. You can go back with the head in the future."

Lu Qianzhou had a premonition a long time ago, but he still couldn't help the redness of his eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"What about Master?"

Gu Xizui turned around, looked at the sea of ​​flowers in the surrounding Demon Realm, and replied, "I don't know."

Lu Qianzhou looked at Gu Xizui's slender white back, under the sea of ​​colorful flowers, as if he wanted to blend with the flowers of the Demon Realm.

He gritted his teeth, stepped forward bravely, looked at Gu Xizui seriously, and asked:

"Master, I can ask you a question."

Gu Xizui looked down at him, his warm and beautiful eyes were particularly patient: "Tell me."

"Master, why can't my disciple practice the way of magic?"

Gu Xizui asked him to leave, obviously unwilling for him to accompany him here.

However, isn't Gu Xizui going to be possessed?

He can stay here, bewitched, and protect Gu Xizui.

But why not Gu Xizui.

Gu Xi paused for a drunken moment, then smiled again, his smile was as soft as the flowers around him: "Because I don't want to, just like my master, he doesn't want to see me fall into the magic way, it's as simple as that. If you really want to Becoming a demon, that is your own business."

Lu Qianzhou was silent for a long time, and finally replied: "If the master doesn't want to, the disciple will not do it."

Lu Qianzhou lowered his head, his eyes were sore, and he asked sullenly: "Master, we are separated, will we meet again, will you still remember your apprentice, will you come to pick him up?"

Gu Xizui felt that this question was a bit silly, and replied with a smile: "Of course."

"Okay." The voice coincided with the word "nightmare", just as well-behaved and sensible, but after finishing speaking this time, Lu Qianzhou couldn't hold back anymore and shed a tear.

He wiped away his tears rudely, turned around, and ran away quickly.

I went to the mountain and caught a lot of rabbits, crying while catching them.

On the other side, the head of a certain sect came to the casino dazzlingly and flamboyantly in an exquisite fire phoenix sedan chair.

When he came out, the leader of a certain faction had a black face on his face, and he was sitting in a simple and unpretentious pony carriage.

A person from the casino came out, smiling and apologetic: "I'm sorry, Master Heng, for making you lose so much, I'll send someone to take you back."

"No, this one is very comfortable. I haven't sat down for a long time, and appreciate life." Heng Jiumo replied with a smirk.

"Ah, that's it, then I won't give it away, Master Heng walks slowly."

The man was completely rude and said goodbye to Heng Jiumo directly.

The phoenix sedan chair, including the extravagant sedan chair that Heng Jiumo used to sit in the main hall of the Demon Palace, had long been mortgaged to the casino in exchange for the rare book.

Now I specially come here to lose a game, just to look more legitimate.

Today's phoenix sedan chair is still the one-day use right that Heng Jiumo spent thousands of top-grade spirit stones on rent.

In front of junior, you can't lose face.

Heng Jiumo thought about his previous performance. He looked very good as a senior brother and the head of the sect. He was in a better mood, moved his slender fingers slightly, took out a wine glass gracefully, and poured the wine gracefully.

At this time, the carriage suddenly bumped, and the good wine splashed all over his clothes.

Heng Jiu kicked the narrow carriage angrily, until his feet hurt, and finally stopped.