The villain, the big brother and the master are HE [Wearing the Book]

Go back to an inn in Syracuse.

The elder of the Wuxiang Sect had just finished eating a bottle full of healing elixir, and was sitting cross-legged in meditation, but his face was still pale, his lips were bruised, he kept coughing up blood, and he looked extremely weak.

Liu Yao stood aside with a worried expression on his face, but it is not known how sincere he was.

"Elder, how do you feel? Is it okay?" Liu Yao handed another bottle of elixir to the elder of the Wuxiang Sect, caring on the lips, but complaining in his heart that the elder of the Wuxiang Sect is not strong enough, and even beat a disciple of Yue Huazong. but.

Although he knew that the man was able to beat his elders into such a state, and his strength should not be underestimated, but he still couldn't help blaming the elder for being too bad, which made him lose face in front of so many people, and let him down. Leaving away, completely forgetting that the elders of the Wuxiang sect were willing to come with him and seek justice for him because they were afraid that he would be bullied when he returned to Xuemen.

The Wuxiang Sect elder waved his hand weakly, unable to say a word.

Although he couldn't speak, he knew very well in his heart that even if he didn't make a move at the fusion stage of True Monarch Vanity, the shock of the spiritual power shield alone could seriously injure him. Maybe his strength would regress. It will be difficult to improve his cultivation in the future. Thinking of this, he can't help but feel a little desperate.

He is several hundred years old, and his strength is only at the peak of Jindan, and he is still one step away from being able to synthesize Yuanying. Force, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

If he really fell to the middle stage of Jindan, then he would really be a transparent person in the Wuxiang faction. Besides, if he offended Zhenjun Huahua, he would no longer be reused in the future, and he might even be used by others who were not with him on weekdays. And several elders of the family are crowded out.

How could he be so slow in his reaction, didn't he recognize that person earlier as True Monarch Vanity?

If he had known... If he had known that that person was the number one cultivator in the cultivation world, then he would never have been so impulsive and cut off his way out.

The elders of Wuxiang faction regretted their mistakes.

After a while, the elder of the Wuxiang faction who was healed cross-legged opened his eyes solemnly, coughed twice, and coughed up another mouthful of blood, as if he had a premonition of his own consequences, and said in a desperate tone: "Liu Yao, the master asked us to immediately Hurry back."

"Thank you fellow daoist for speaking for me. Please be a guest at Xuemen and accept our thanks for returning to Xuemen." The round-faced female cultivator said sincerely.

Liu Yao and their irrelevant elders have been lingering at the gate of Huixuemen for several days. They have been annoyed for a long time, but they can't drive him away directly, and restore Xuemen's reputation, but they can't let him continue. Go on, otherwise returning to Xuemen will be discussed by many people. Fortunately, Song Yan stepped forward and helped them solve this big trouble.

Going back to Xuemen naturally has no reason to believe in his own disciples. It is impossible to succumb to the rumors and make Shi Xiaoluo hand over half of the treasures he has worked so hard to find, and it is even more impossible to agree to Liu Yao's shameless request to compensate him. After seeing Song Yan, they were quite enthusiastic, as if they regarded him as a benefactor.

The sect master of Huixuemen is called Qingbo, she is a peerless beauty, she is also well-known in the cultivation world, and she never seeks a pair of monks, and her Huixuemen only accepts female cultivators.

According to her words, men are always good at talking, and there is no good thing.

"Thank you Zhenjun for being willing to help." Qing Bo blessed Song Yanfu.

She still admires Song Yan very much. In the battle 200 years ago, she was also fortunate to participate in the fight against the demon cultivator as a young disciple of Huixuemen.

"True...True Monarch?" Shi Xiaoluo asked beside him, "True Monarch Vanity?"

Song Yan was not surprised that Huixuemen sect master could recognize him, Qingbo's mind was exquisite, and seeing Shen Suzhi following him, he could easily deduce his true identity.

"I'm afraid Zhenjun is not just passing through Xuemen this time, but what big event will happen in the cultivation world?"

Song Yan glanced at Shen Su from the corner of his eye calmly, and said: "You guessed right, there will indeed be a catastrophe."

"But it has something to do with the change of master in the Demon Realm?" Qingbo's face was serious, "I've also heard about this. The former Lord of the Demon Realm died in a strange way, and the new Lord took over. In just a few days, the entire Demon Realm was shocked, so we must not underestimate it. .”

"Well." Song Yan did not deny, "It is indeed related to this matter. No one in the entire comprehension world has seen the appearance of the new Lord of the Demon Realm, and no one knows his character. I wonder if he will make up his mind after the Demon Realm is rectified. In the realm of comprehension, I don't want to go through that battle 200 years ago again."

Hearing 200 years ago, Shen Suzhi's divergent thinking became focused.

He has never experienced that battle, but he has heard many people talk about that the cultivation world suffered heavy losses back then, and many great powers fell, including Song Yan's master.

Qingbo Youyou sighed softly: "My sincere condolences."

"It's nothing." A faint smile appeared on Song Yan's cold face, "That was Master's own choice, and he doesn't regret it."

Although Song Yan didn't seem to care much about it, Shen Suzhi put himself in the situation and thought about it. If Song Yan refused to die in front of him, then he would definitely feel bad.

Song Yan could not die, at least not before him.

Shen Suzhi didn't realize that his mind had quietly changed. In the past, he clearly wished that Song Yan would be ruined immediately and die miserably, but now...

He tilted his head and looked at Song Yan's cold and flawless profile.

How boring would it be for a dexterous person like Master to live lifelessly in people's memories.

"Zhenjun, have you been to the Buddha Pagoda?"

"Looking at it from a distance, the seal is still there."

Qingbo's brows were slightly frowned, and she looked a little worried: "When you go back to Xuemen, you guard the pagoda every day, and you don't dare to slack off for a moment. Recently, the defense has become much tighter, but Qingbo is always a little uneasy. If the real king is free, can you Go check it out again?"

"Yes." Song Yan nodded in agreement.

"Master, can this disciple go with you and Sect Leader Qingbo?" Shen Suzhi who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke out.

He still remembered the strange feeling yesterday, and he always wanted to go to the Pagoda again to find out why it happened.

Although he didn't know why Shen Suzhi wanted to go to the Futu Pagoda, Song Yan didn't think that the Futu Pagoda would have anything to do with Shen Suzhi, thinking that if he agreed, he might gain some favorability, so he didn't refuse.

Outside the Futu Pagoda, the disciples returning to Xuemen were undergoing a shift change. When they saw their sect master bringing two people, they made way for them without saying anything.

After taking two steps closer, Song Yan suddenly stopped, with a strange expression on his face.

"Zhenjun? What's wrong with you?" Seeing Song Yan stop, Qingbo was also a little puzzled, "Is there something wrong?"

"The seal seems to be loose."

loose?Qingbo's complexion suddenly changed: "How could this be? This seal has been strong for more than 200 years, how could it be said to be loose? Didn't it say—"

Didn't it say back then that the seal would last at least 500 years?

Qingbo didn't say the last word.

"I'm afraid something happened. Fortunately, we found it early, so we can remedy it." Song Yan asked the system in his mind, and got a way to strengthen the seal. He immediately used his finger-drawing talisman and whispered a mantra.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed between Song Yan's fingers. I don't know if it was Shen Suzhi's illusion. The slightly churning devilish energy in his body just now seemed to calm down a lot.

[System testing - the system testing is complete, and the male lead has been detected to have slight mood swings, but the hatred value and affection value have not increased or decreased, please pay attention to the host. 】

Hearing the system's prompt, Song Yan couldn't help but glanced in Shen Suzhi's direction.

Shen Suzhi quickly hid his right hand behind his back, tilted his head, and asked doubtfully, "Master?"

"Nothing." Song Yan withdrew his gaze.

Maybe you think too much.

After strengthening the seal, Song Yan and Qingbo both breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was discovered early, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

After returning to Huixuemen, Qingbo enthusiastically invited Song Yan and Shen Suzhi to stay overnight, and asked them to fulfill their friendship as landlords. Song Yan did not refuse, and directly agreed. Afterwards, he dismissed Shen Suzhi and asked for instructions alone. Gentle wave, let her always pay attention to return to the city and its surroundings, to avoid the magic cultivators pretending to be ordinary monks mixed in.

In the evening, Song Yanlue drank a few glasses of thin wine under the warm hospitality of Huixuemen and persuasion by Shen Suzhi's kind words.

The wine in the cultivation world is different from the liquor in the 21st century. It is not spicy at all, but mellow and fragrant, with a long aftertaste. However, Song Yan did not expect that the original body's drinking capacity would be so poor.

Even if he was beaten to death, it would be impossible for him to admit that his drinking capacity was poor!

After a few glasses of beer wine, Song Yan felt a little dizzy, and a light pink appeared on his cheeks.

He also forgot for a moment that he could expel the alcohol with spiritual power. After he was drunk, he couldn't even hear the system's call clearly, so he could only lean on Shen Suzhi's body with the alcohol, and followed him back to the place prepared for them by Xuemen. Room rest.

On the road, the clear moonlight shrouded the two of them. Song Yan leaned unconsciously on Shen Suzhi's shoulder, and his arm was also supported by Shen Suzhi. His slender eyelashes swayed slightly, and his cold white skin was slightly flushed, adding a touch of human fireworks to him. gas.

Shen Suzhi turned his head to look at Song Yan, rolled his Adam's apple, and called out softly, "Master?"

"Huh...?" Song Yan replied in a daze.

"You're drunk."

"I'm not drunk." Song Yan retorted.

"Well, not drunk."

The two were silent for another while, Song Yan was still a little unconscious, and mumbled a few words without knowing what, and then suddenly fell asleep while walking, and remained motionless.

Shen Suzhi sighed helplessly, thought for a moment, looked at the house not far away, directly picked up Song Yan, and strode towards the wing that Huixuemen had prepared for them.

He and Song Yan's room are connected, so Shen Suzhi first carried Song Yan into one of the wing rooms, took off his coat, shoes and socks, and spread his hair so that Song Yan could sleep more comfortably. He carefully covered the thin quilt before going back to his own room.

As soon as he got up, Shen Suzhi felt his wrist being pulled. He looked back in surprise and saw that Song Yan still had his eyes closed, but his hand was holding his wrist.

"Master?" Shen Suzhi called out uncertainly.

got no response.

Shen Suzhi had no choice but to pull out his wrist with a little effort, but he didn't expect that the drunkard Song Yan didn't seem to use much strength, but he held it firmly in his hand and couldn't pull it out.

Afraid that the noise would wake up Song Yan, Shen Suzhi thought for a moment before sitting beside his bed.

After all, it's not a big deal, there's no need to wake up Master.

Shen Suzhi thought so.

The author has something to say: Xiao Shen: After letting out a bad breath, I finally hugged her back.

Sorry for being late, the lottery is drawn by the system, I don't know who orz will be drawn, but everyone must firmly believe that you are the chosen one!

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