I, Long Jun, am not short!

In the elegant and low-key main hall, a man in Tsing Yi was sitting there rubbing the center of his brows, looking towards the entrance of the hall from time to time while rubbing.

Not long after, an unhurried figure came in. The tired-looking man in Tsing Yi immediately changed his face to a casual one, and put his hand on the table to support his chin.

Mo Xunyu raised his eyebrows, and laughed out two small dimples: "How about the demon world?"

The demons who came in looked cold and alienated, and first bowed their heads and said: "Second Highness, there is no movement in the demon world, it is still the same, Su Yang and Princess Zihuan have controlled the demon king, and they should not come back in the near future."

Mo Xunyu nodded and asked casually: "Ming Jiu, how long have you been with me?"

Ming Jiu's voice was as cold as his own: "It's been more than 300 years."

Mo Xunyu said: "More than 300 years, time flies so fast, you feel wronged by me, in fact, how about I send you back to your eldest brother?"

Ming Jiu raised his head to look at him fiercely, and frowned slightly: "Why did the Second Highness think so, Ming Jiu thought he was loyal to the Second Highness, and the Second Highness was like this..."

He couldn't continue, because he saw Mo Xunyu smiling at him with his chin propped up, the dimples on his lips were cute and harmless, but there was undisguised sarcasm in his eyes.

How should I put it, Mo Xunyu is so good at disguising, with his face, he has even deceived them full-time undercover agents, and he can't see any scheming in him at all. Mingjiu suddenly thought of his last time Unable to deal with the talisman paper ① in time, my heart sank.

Mo Xunyu blinked: "Why didn't you say it? Mingjiu, what's wrong with me?"

Ming Jiu closed her lips tightly and stopped talking, just looked at Mo Xunyu, Mo Xunyu let him watch, the two looked at each other for a moment, Mo Xunyu smiled obediently: "I remember, I took you from my elder brother When you were about to come over, you were very dissatisfied, why, have you fallen in love with me after hundreds of years? Can't leave me?"

Ming Jiu bowed his head and said: "Yes. After all, it has been hundreds of years."

Mo Xunyu didn't say a word, just looked at him with a smile, Mingjiu felt guilty and said slowly: "I'm just kidding, it won't do me any good to send you back, that's all, don't bow your head, go and do your work." Bar."

He said it lightly, but Ming Jiu couldn't understand the Second Highness more and more in his heart.If it had been 300 years before this, all his impressions of this Second Highness were that he was cute and harmless, and useless, but recently, it has made people startled, suddenly tearing off the cute skin, it's nothing more, and the things he does are unimaginable. Routine playing cards.

I don't know whether it's better to say that he is a young man thinking about something, or that he plays a game of chess with deep thoughts and waits for people to jump down. In short, it is too unpredictable.

The unpredictable person wandered leisurely to the door of the inner room at this time, distressed for a while, not knowing how to go in and face the person who was still asleep.

Before he could figure it out, there were a few weak coughs from the inner room. Mo Xunyu gritted his teeth and walked in with a heroic attitude.

As soon as Chu Xian opened his eyes, he saw the white bed curtain above his head. He opened his eyes and stared at the bed curtain for a while. After getting used to the sharp pain in his back, he slowly lifted the quilt and got up.

It's just that his body wasn't very good in the first place, and this time he didn't know where the injury was involved, a cough rushed out of his throat without consulting him.

But before he fell asleep, he was suppressed too hard, and now even his voice was much weaker. The cough that he thought was heart-piercing was actually pitifully weak.

After coughing, Chu Xian took a low breath, wiped the blood on the palm of his hand on the quilt, and just looked up to see Mo Xunyu walking in.

Chu Xian's complexion was very ugly, pale and bloodless, one could tell at a glance that he had been ill for a long time. This chronically ill patient looked at Mo Xunyu for a while with a look that he couldn't look directly at, and then he looked very imposingly. Lean against the head of the bed.

Well, he thinks he has momentum.

Then he casually smoothed the loose ink hair, pushed them behind the ears, raised his eyebrows and asked Mo Xunyu dignifiedly: "Where is this?"

Mo Xunyu handed over a glass of water: "The Devil Realm."

Chu Xian took the water, held it in his hand without any intention of drinking, pulled the skirt of his middle coat which was messed up in front of his chest with one hand, and glanced to the side inadvertently, and sure enough, he saw the Tsing Yi which belonged to Mu Yin and capes.

Then I felt it myself, and felt that there was nothing wrong except that my back hurt a lot and my waist was a little uncomfortable-except that my mana was suppressed and my body was weak.

He looked at Mo Xunyu, he still had such a clear and good-looking face, well-behaved and harmless, the dimples around his lips were faintly visible, and nothing could be seen in his eyes, exactly the same as the Mo Xunyu he knew before, Can't see a difference at all.

However, it just feels different, Chu Xian thought, probably because I feel different about him in my heart.

He said: "What did you bring me to the Demon Realm? Is it you or the Demon Lord?"

Mo Xunyu pursed his lips, then blinked his eyes: "Brother Chu, actually you still believe me, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't ask me or my father."

Chu Xian looked at him expressionlessly, neither smiling nor speaking, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his face was slightly cool, his handsome, slender eyebrows and phoenix eyes were particularly sharp, showing a bit of aloofness and inhumanity.

He thought, how dare I trust you, it's just a bit of luck.

When he didn't speak, Mo Xunyu broke his luck by himself. He showed his dimples and shook his head slightly: "If that's the case, brother Chu is really sorry, you mistrusted me."

Chu Xian said "oh", and then said expressionlessly: "I'm not stupid. It's true that my body is a treasure, but it's probably useless to you. You probably don't even know what's in my bones. If you What do you really want to use me for, and trap me here to serve you? Tell me, who is it?"

Mo Xunyu continued to shake his head: "Brother Chu, you think too much, only me."

Chu Xian didn't pay attention to him anymore, and he was about to stand up after uncovering the quilt. Mo Xunyu held him down: "Brother Chu, you can't get out."

"You have the final say whether you can get out or not?" Chu Xian raised his eyebrows, grabbed the hand that was pressing on him, turned his wrist and lifted the hand, and at the same time raised his leg and kicked him in the chest, and kicked him with the other leg. At the place of residence, after Mo Xunyu flashed past, he turned over successfully and stood up.

His Royal Highness Long Jun took off his clothes unhurriedly, tidied himself up, held the cloak in his hands, raised his eyebrows to look at Mo Xunyu, and said disdainfully: "Do you think that I am a waste if I suppress my mana?"

Mo Xunyu stretched out his hand and handed over a jade hairpin: "Of course I don't think about Brother Chu that way. Brother Chu is His Royal Highness Dragon Lord. He has practiced martial arts for at least tens of thousands of years. Comparing his skills with you, I am just looking for ugly."

Chu Xian pretended that he didn't hear the meaning of accusing him of "disrespecting the old by bullying the small", and didn't pick up the hairpin. He calmly arranged his long hair and let it hang loosely. Xunyu: "Since it's you, little... Mo Xunyu, you suppress my mana, take away my sword, and bring me back to the Demon Realm. It doesn't look like you're going to let me go. What exactly are you trying to do? , Where is Yan Cijing?"

Mo Xunyu's brows and eyes were slightly curved with a smile, and he said innocently: "There is nothing to do, just invite Brother Chu to sit down. As for Cici, didn't I say, he is in Misty Valley."

In Misty Valley, Chu Xian recited these three words silently, and asked, "What is he going down there for?"

Mo Xunyu spread his hands innocently: "There is probably nothing he needs to do, because I beat him down."

Chu Xian's eyes finally turned sharp. He looked straight at Mo Xunyu, and his tone became cold: "I thought he was your brother."

Mo Xunyu said: "Yes, he is my brother, brother Chu, don't be afraid, I won't let him die, let alone you."

Chu Xian looked at him coldly for a while, then turned around and left, he was so angry that he was waiting to burn the inner hall down, even though he knew that he probably couldn't get out, he didn't want to face Mo Xunyu's harmless face.

Mo Xunyu reminded from behind him: "The four corners of this inner hall are guarded by ghosts, and there are also ghosts at the door. Brother Chu, your mana is suppressed by me, and you can't get out."

Chu Xian stopped and looked back at him: "How did you suppress my magic power? I don't remember you using ghost power."

Mo Xunyu smiled slightly: "This is actually very simple. Brother Chu doesn't know. The mist in Misty Valley can paralyze willpower and vigilance, and can also deprive people of physical strength. Brother Chu, you probably don't care—" Cici discovered this, but it was useless to find out—it’s not that I don’t have the power of ghosts, I just injected the power of ghosts into your body from behind you when your vigilance was lost. The most important thing is that you have wounds on your back, so don’t go in too easily. And Brother Chu, your health is really bad, and your physique and magic power are too far behind. It is much easier for ghosts to suppress you inside your body than outside. Yes, it is like that."

Chu Xian was silent for a moment, as if he couldn't believe that he was being bullied by a half-sized man taking advantage of his poor health. His expression changed a few times, and he comforted himself with a few words: "A good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses, a man can bend and stretch, and he would rather die than surrender." It's better to find a chance of life, anyway, I don't mean what I say." Then she continued to turn around with an expressionless face, and asked Mo Xunyu: "What do you want me to do?"

Mo Xunyu went straight to the point very bluntly: "Brother Chu, will you be my master?"

Chu Xian: "..."

The bottom of Misty Valley is not empty. Below it are towering trees of unknown species, grasslands and trails hidden in the mist.

In the mist that was so thick that no one could be seen, a man in red lay faintly visible.

The man's black hair was scattered, half of his face was covered, half of his face was covered, even though he was unconscious, he was still holding a Yanling knife tightly in his hand.

I don't know how long this person had been lying there, but suddenly a burst of red light emanated from his body, dyeing the surrounding white mist red, and a translucent red bird melted from his body, gradually becoming a reality.

If there are people from the heavens here, they will definitely recognize that this is the divine beast under the seat of Emperor Ancheng, Suzaku.

The author has something to say: About the road of talisman paper, the wind and rain are about to come, the last paragraph

(small theater)

Mu Yin: I have a subtle feeling

Chu Xian: Me too

Mo Xunyu: That's not the case, Master, please listen to my explanation.Brother Chu, listen to my explanation.

Mu Yin/Chu Xian: Don't listen, get out.

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Just like the above, this matter is very complicated, don't worry, it will be revealed, everything that is wrong will be explained, and the matter of the Lianhuan Demon Clan uncovering Yan Cijing's mask will be explained

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