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"You are not allowed to talk about Master like that!"

Shen Qingyu was angry, he frowned tightly, and looked at Yin Jiujian sullenly.

Yin Jiujian burst into laughter when he looked at him like this. Even if he was frozen, he couldn't wait to laugh.

"presumptuous!"

Shen Qingyu finally couldn't help but slapped the table with her palm. The ordinary poplar table shook violently, and then instantly turned into flying ash and fell down.

At this time, Yin Jiujian's eyes looking at Shen Qingyu were full of sarcasm and a complex emotion that Shen Qingyu couldn't understand. It was as cold as an ice pick, piercing the heart and kidneys, and the alienated eyes seemed to be strangers between them.

Just one glance made Shen Qingyu panic for no reason, the pain burned from his heart to his throat, and he took a step back involuntarily.

Yin Jiujian's emotions were also hovering on the verge of berserk, and his internal organs seemed to be agitated by the hatred that penetrated into the bone marrow.

But he could only bear it, who let him be in Shen Qingyu's hands now.

Even if Shen Qingyu still thinks about his old love for him now, how long can it last to stop the people in the cultivation world?

Yin Jiujian never believed him, and never relied on anyone since he embarked on the path of ghost cultivation. Even now that he has only half a year left to follow the path of ghost cultivation, he has never thought of asking for help.

Why did he, Shen Qingyu, manage him with this matter?

"This is my business, and it's not your business."

Yin Jiujian stared at him coldly, using spiritual power to hit the meridian, he instantly released the fixing spell, took off the mask on his face and threw it on the ground.

A dense ghostly aura began to surround him, enveloping him, making it difficult to see clearly.

The wrinkles between Shen Qingyu's brows deepened. He let go of the pimple with Yin Jiujian, and reached out to grab each other, but was easily dodged. The feeling of loss was like a dragonfly leaving the water. With a light tap on his heart, he grabbed each other again. Can't live.

Clenching her fists tightly, Shen Qingyu said: "Why don't you always protect yourself, your condition is worse than last time..."

Yin Jiujian just snorted at him mockingly, turned around and walked towards the window, with a light touch, a cold aura stung his fingers, forcing him to withdraw his hand.

"Are you planning to take me back? Yes, you have succeeded."

Yin Jiujian smiled at him. At that moment, Shen Qingyu thought that everything between the two of them didn't exist, but that smile was clearly invisible, and it was just the other party's usual habit of disguising.

"...No, just leave you here, your body can't drag anymore."

Shen Qingyu didn't intend to take him back.

Taking him back at this time is tantamount to pushing Yin Jiujian to a dead end.

After all, the comprehension world has not seen a demon cultivator for a long time, let alone a ghost cultivator.These two avenues have been lost for a long time, and now Yin Jiujian has entered the ghost way from the devil's way. It is conceivable that it will be a bloodbath.

After hearing this sentence, Yin Jiujian raised his eyebrows.

The two conversions made his meridians overwhelmed, and he never thought of hiding anything.

The magic way was actually given to him by Mingming Xuan. At that time, Mingxuan stretched out his hand to him in order to get the secret of the Yin family. At the age of six, he killed his mother and took him with him to raise him.

At that time, Yin Jiujian knew that Ming Xuan would not stop there, and after waiting for ten years, finally he couldn't wait to make a move, and deliberately tampered with his skills to force him into a demon, in order to coerce him and restrain him.

However, no one expected that the magic cultivator's kung fu would progress so quickly. It took Yin Jiujian only three years to surpass Ming Xuan, who had stayed in the Nascent Soul Stage for a long time.

It's a pity that it was still a step too late, I didn't expect that God was so eager to accept him, and let Ming Xuan die the night he was about to do it.

Died, died in the tribulation of his own demons, all the things he had prepared for so long were useless.

Thinking of this, Yin Jiujian felt amused.

A person who did a lot of evil, when he died, he was not revenged by others, but the demons that he had done a lot of evil.

It really makes people wonder whether there is his mother's pale face among the demons of Mingming Xuan, and there are countless people in the side line of the Yin family head.

Glancing at Shen Qingyu faintly, Yin Jiujian restrained his ghostly aura and sat straight on the bed.

Then he took off his shoes, lay down with his clothes closed, without looking at Shen Qingyu, just pulled the quilt up, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Shen Qingyu:? ? ?