After reconciliation with Jianzun

Ye Zhili never thought that he would see Zong Xiangling again.

If Fu Huaqing's appearance just made him unhappy, then hearing Zong Xiangling's familiar remarks made him feel an uncontrollable disgust from the bottom of his heart.

"Just say that Sword Master doesn't like to join in the fun, but you don't believe it."

He had heard similar words from Zong Xiangling too many times.

For example, when he tried to cook a meal for Sheng Jian, Zong Xiangling said that Sheng Jian didn't eat common things.

He made a robe for Sheng Jian, and Zong Xiangling said that Sheng Jian didn't like the color of the robe.

He wrote calligraphy and paintings for Sheng Jian, and Zong Xiangling said that Sheng Jian was never arty.

Every word and every sentence reminded him how well the two of them knew each other and how close their relationship was. Even if he formed a Taoist couple with Sheng Jian under Sheng Jian's charity, he was still just an outsider.

But what chilled him the most was still Sheng Jian.

He still clearly remembers that on Shengjian's birthday in a certain year, he made a gift with his own hands for many days and nights, and presented it to Shengjian with great joy, while Zong Xiangling sat aside, seeing the gift with a smile on his face. obvious embarrassment.

She was embarrassed not by her own existence, but by his gift.

She even politely reminded him on the spot when he gave the gift.

"Jianzun doesn't like such a bright color."

He was poured cold water on his head, and looked at Shengjian in a daze.

And Sheng Jian was sitting opposite him, staring at the small object he sent, and said "hmm" faintly.

He can endure or refute the blows and sarcasms of others, but only one syllable of the closest person is enough to pull him from the warm spring in March to the coldest winter, and freeze the fire in his heart into Ice, abrupt and redundant in the boundless wasteland.

He admits that he hasn't been with Sheng Jian long enough, and maybe he really doesn't understand it as well as Zong Xiangling.

But you don't even say a word.

Why do you agree.

He laughed at himself.

That's right, Zong Xiangling, as the daughter of the master of Liuluomen, and the most favored junior sister of Liuluomen, was raised by Sheng Jian.

They have been together for so many years with deep affection and righteousness, maybe a few days later they will be married, but he has no eyesight and comes out halfway to snatch Sheng Jian away, disrupting a good marriage.

To anyone, he is the most unsightly and the one who shouldn't appear.

Sheng Jian didn't expect to see Zong Xiangling in this Xilai Outer City, his first reaction was to look at Ye Zhili's face.

Those shallow pupils were full of mockery, which made him panic.

In such a short time, Zong Xiangling and Fu Huaqing walked up to them together.

Probably Fu Huaqing told Zong Xiangling in advance that she didn't have any special emotions when she saw Ye Zhili's appearance.

Zong Xiangling bowed his head to Hei Wuchang and Ye Zhili and saluted: "I have heard for a long time that the ghost king and Ye Lianshi are famous, and they are lucky to meet each other by fate."

From actions to words, she is graceful and graceful, such a fair fairy from a famous family.

Ye Zhili naturally staggered half a step, refused to accept the gift, and turned to Hei Wuchang and said, "I have to go back and see Lu Juchen first."

Heiwuchang looked around Ye Zhili and Shengjian, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll accompany you."

Ye Zhili nodded his head slightly, walked around Zong Xiangling and Fu Huaqing and walked straight forward.

The moment he passed by the two of them, a ridiculous idea came to his mind.

He wondered if Sheng Jian would follow.

Sheng Jian kept saying that he was ashamed of him and regretted the past, but now that the old man is in front of him, what choice will he make?

He has nothing to do with Sheng Jian anymore, so he shouldn't have expected anything, but he despicably hopes that Sheng Jian will ignore Zong Xiangling and follow his footsteps firmly.

This idea feeds on his breath and heartbeat, and grows wildly in the darkest and most shady corners. It has nothing to do with love and joy, but only stems from his brooding over the years.

Zong Xiangling hit a snag when she greeted her, but she was not discouraged. She came here for Sheng Jian.

She smiled at Sheng Jian again, like a bright spring: "Jian Zun..."

Sheng Jian didn't even look at Zong Xiangling, didn't even reply a word, and followed Ye Zhili closely with a stride of his long legs: "Wait for me."

Zong Xiangling wore a soft satin dress with light yellow tassels, lilac and purple jade earrings, a little makeup, and vermilion lips. Everywhere was carefully dressed, but it was a pity that all the good colors were thrown to the blind man.

She followed Shengma's back in disbelief.

Sheng Jian found Zong Shaoyuan 20 years ago, and said that he had stayed in Liuluomen for too long, and that he only wanted to live a carefree life with Ye Zhili in the future.

It's a pity that God's will tricks people. Ye Zhili died just after leaving the Liuluomen guarding circle. She thought that Sheng Jian would return to Liuluomen, but she didn't expect that Liuluomen hadn't even received a letter in the past 20 years. one.

Sheng Jian should be extremely guilty of Ye Zhili, she thought.

After hearing that Sheng Jian would come to Xilai City, she also rushed over as quickly as possible, but Fu Huaqing told her that the liaison envoy sent by Xianmeng to Xuanjian Pavilion was [-]% similar to Ye Zhili, and Sheng Time is tight with his baby.

She turned her eyes to the blue-clothed monk who was walking in front again, with compassion in her eyes.

Just a stand-in for guilt.

What a pity.

The moment Ye Zhili heard Sheng Jian's footsteps, he secretly made a brief reconciliation with his former self in his heart.

This person finally leaned towards himself for a while.

The heart tree in the corner in the back of the sun broke its dirty shell, and golden flowers bloomed. The wind brought by Sheng Jian's quick walk to him dropped a petal, and it floated slowly on the heart lake.

It turns out that this is the feeling of being favored by others.

Unfortunately, it came too late.

Seeing Ye Zhili's uneasy expression, and regardless of Hei Wuchang's presence, Sheng Jian hastily explained: "I didn't know they would come, I haven't contacted for a long time."

Ye Zhili believed this, but what did it have to do with him, he said perfunctorily: "There is no need to report to me the sword master's private affairs."

Hei Wuchang was amused, it could be seen that the two of them really planned to go back to the inn directly, and after some weighing, they still reminded: "Little Yezi, this time the misfortune from the West is not only about our Xuanjian Pavilion, we have to let them do something about it too." Li, if you want to crack the mountain protection circle of Xilai Palace, why don't you ask the head of Xianmeng to give you two people to help you."

Sheng Jian naturally agreed with this proposal to reduce Ye Zhili's burden: "It makes sense. And there may not be similar plans on the side of Xianmeng."

Ye Zhili is not a very ambitious person, if he can break the Xilai Palace's mountain protection formation as soon as possible to save Xu Song and others, he will naturally be willing to cooperate.

Thinking of this, he realized that he was the liaison envoy sent by the Xianmeng to Xuanjian Pavilion, and he was still a disciple of the Xianmeng in the final analysis.

Xianmeng sent people to look for them, Sheng Jian and Hei Wuchang didn't have to go, but he had to go to Dianmao.

Just got confused.

He replied: "You are right."

After speaking, he changed his way and walked towards the place where Xianmeng was.

Perhaps to make it easier for everyone to find, the residence of Xianmeng in Xilai City is in the center of the monks' gathering place in the entire outer city, and the selected small building has five floors, which can be seen from a distance.

The head of the Xianmeng, surnamed Song, is very muscular, his thighs are thicker than Ye Zhili's waist, but he is very kind, with a beaming face, and he is easy to talk to at first sight.

As Sheng Jian said, Director Song also disapproved of the reckless approach of the Qingshan faction and Mingfengtang going straight to Xilai Palace, and was asking the formation masters to break the formation to sneak in secretly. Ye Zhili's arrival made him very happy.

"Please come in, everyone, please come in, we are worrying."

After Ye Zhili saluted Song Zhangshi, he followed up to the third floor where the array mage was.

Nowadays, the number of formation masters in the comprehension world is really worrying. It took Song Zhangshi a long time to fish out two from nowhere, and the level is not high.

Fortunately, these two formation masters are very good-tempered, and they didn't look down on Ye Zhili because of his young age, and even became more humble after knowing that he was the leaf who rewrote the demon disc.

The matter was urgent, so he didn't delay, and planned to start breaking the formation together with his two colleagues.

Before entering the house, he suddenly thought of something, and turned to discuss with Director Song: "Can the progress of cracking the mountain protection formation be kept secret?"

Hearing the words, Director Song squeezed his slender eyes towards the middle, leaving a black slit. After looking around, he leaned into Ye Zhili's ear and whispered: "The Liaison Envoy thinks that these monks inside……?"

When the two armies confront each other, what they are afraid of is that there will be some trouble inside.

Although there is no evidence, the misfortune of Xilai is really strange, and more and more monks came to Xilai City. Even if one has a different intention, sneaking into Xilai Palace is equivalent to throwing oneself into a trap.

Seeing that Director Song is a smart man, Ye Zhili smiled and said, "We're going to sneak in secretly, so we can't make a big splash and say that the infiltration formation is ready."

Song Zhang understood the matter, and echoed: "The liaison envoy is right, don't worry, I promise to take care of this matter, but there are too many people, once our people enter Xilai Palace, we may not be able to cover them up." Can live."

Ye Zhili: "Enough."

During the period of studying the formation, Sheng Jian used the excuse of "protecting the formation master" to stay with Ye Zhili the whole time, and rejected everyone including Zong Xiangling on the grounds of "not disturbing the formation master's research". care and visitation.

Song Zhangshi's status in the Immortal League was neither high nor low, so he didn't dare to offend Sheng Jian, the leader of swordsmanship, anyway, it didn't hinder anything, so he let Sheng Jian go.

Ye Zhili was used to Sheng Jian's existence and was not affected, but felt sorry for the two formation masters.

Originally, his level was not enough, and his hands often trembled under the natural pressure of Sword Master.

So Jian Zun was driven from the house to the door.

Hei Wuchang originally wanted to join in the fun, but she stopped at the door, and Sheng Jian, like two door gods, one black and one white, went to drink tea with Yao Wu in distaste.

Ye Zhili saw that the two formation masters shook their hands five times from a stick of incense to once when they raised their heads, so he had no choice but to discuss with Sheng Jian again.

Sheng Jian's original intention was to protect his safety, and to prove that he did not associate with those people from Liuluomen, so he simply suppressed all his aura and moved to the next door, leaving only a faint scent of sandalwood.

Now the two formation masters were finally able to breathe evenly, and they looked at him with more and more admiration.

In the evening of the second day, the formation that could not trigger the mountain protection formation and attract the attention of the demons inside the Xilai Palace was finally completed in a hurry.

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