Drink Cang Records

"Young master, please calm down. This kid is weird. He didn't have any spiritual fluctuations when he did it. Even I didn't know when he was a god. Since he didn't kill him on the spot, he meant to warn us. We still have to seize the inheritance first. , it is not advisable to waste too much time here."

The proud young man heard all the elders who accompanied him secretly guarding say so, and said with a gloomy face: "How do you know that he is not afraid of offending me because of the reputation of Longquetai?"

"In the Central Territory, there are nine towers and three cities, eight towers and twelve ravines. Although Longque Terrace is the top of the eight towers, there is still a heavenly palace suppressing it... Young master, although the girl's clothes don't match the standard, the waistband is indeed However, it is owned by Tiangong, although we don’t know whether it is an outer disciple or an inner disciple, we must be careful, otherwise the secrets of this trip will be leaked, and it is not beautiful to make a small loss."

The young man stared at Mu Qingyang, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Yue Qinglong who seemed to be thinking about something, and sent back through voice transmission, "What do you see?"

"This young girl has just counted her moves, she seems to be under the sect of the three Supreme Elders of the Lower Sangong, but I don't know which one is under Tianshu, Shaqing, and Guyan."

In this way, although this woman's behavior just now was very offensive, she can still be worthy...

His mood was a little better, but Mu Qingyang's gaze was even more murderous: "Boy, Long Ying remembers you."

Mu Qingyang closed his eyes and said lightly: "Although it is worthless to remember you, but because your face is still eye-catching, Ye Mou reluctantly remembers you."

"you!"

When Long Ying was furious, the sky suddenly darkened, dark clouds lowered, and a huge water vapor instantly evaporated from the sea surface, and the inner vortex continued to accelerate and sink, as if a road leading to a dark abyss had been opened.

Behind Long Ying, a man in a black cloak stepped out of the Longque Terrace's crowd and pressed Long Ying's shoulder and said in a low voice: "Young master, there are many people here, and I will take the overall situation as the top priority. As long as this son enters the Water Xuan Palace, the old man has his own way to make him come and go!"

Long Ying glanced at Mu Qingyang with a ferocious expression, and said fiercely: "Go! After I take down the ancient seal of Shenyuan, I will definitely skin this child and feed it to my natal dragon sparrow!"

When a group of people from Longque Terrace jumped into the vortex, some people around could not sit still and turned into rainbows and swept into the vortex.

Yue Qinglong shook his head and said: "This kind of people are just talking about taking advantage of it, you shouldn't be impulsive, 'Batai' has the troops to fight against ghost prisons on the front line in the Central Region, and Longquetai is the leader of the Batai I've always been arrogant, now I'm in big trouble."

"So I call myself Ye surname, and my brother will deal with it when he meets him in the future."

Yue Qinglong was speechless for a while, deeply pained by the cold-tempered white-haired male god in his memory, and said: "Brother Ye is your elder brother after all, it's all right for you to blame him, and you marry without hesitation, it hurts."

"A mere dragon bird, with the fingers and claws of a bird, it will be difficult to jump the dragon's gate in the future. Of course I know how difficult an opponent can give my brother a thrill instead of a murderous intent. You are too worried." Mu Qing said, Suddenly his face turned cold, and he said: "Whether he lives or dies is his own business, at most it has something to do with me, what position do you take to care about it?"

Yue Qinglong hypnotized herself for a second, and said with serious eyes: "You don't have to be jealous of your brother, everyone will be a family in the future."

Mu Qingyang: "Should I cruelly break the directional problem you've imagined?"

Yue Qinglong: "Shut up, at least it's a three-year friendship, let me keep my delusions, so that I won't think about the fact that I treat you as a lover but you treat me as a bodyguard."

"... Oh, thank you for your hard work."

……

The ruins of the ancient sandalwood sect in Muyu.

He Ling'er's eyes were crystal clear, and with a slash of the dagger, the pink sword light flashed across the lotus pond under the jade steps in an instant, and a lotus flower with petals flaring like a glazed color flew up with its stem, and with a wave of her hand, it was caught in the palm of her hand .

"Brother Ye, Ming Feilian is already in your hands, so you don't have to resist that pond-protecting water snake anymore."

As soon as the words fell, water splashed on one side, and the several-foot-long water snake opened its bloody mouth, and bounced up like lightning. Just as it was about to bite down with its venomous fangs, it was caught by a

One hand choked the throat fiercely, and without waiting for its long tail to curl up, the young man who was fighting with it made a swift effort, and the water snake was broken by seven inches.

He Ling'er couldn't help being stunned, and hurriedly ran to the young man who seemed to be out of strength, took out a jade bottle and poured out two pills with a faint fragrance: "Take the pill quickly to restore some strength... The black jade gnat has the strength to strangle a snake One of the best among spirit beasts, Brother Ye can actually wrestle with it, it really makes Ling'er don't know what to say."

Ye Qiukuang covered his face with the scented handkerchief that He Ling'er handed over to him, lay on his head on the jade steps and took a breath, and said, "If you live three times in the belly of a giant ape who doesn't know what kind of Yue, you maintain your spiritual power by gnawing on its internal organs, and you will have the same strength as me after you come out."

He Ling'er thought for a while, then felt cold all over, and felt uncomfortable, and said, "You don't have to work so hard just to improve your strength."

Ye Qiu laughed wildly, and said: "This is the difference between a woman and a brother. A woman is soft-hearted, and she will feel sorry for what I have suffered, but a brother will at most laugh at how I have gained strength but lost my brain."

He Ling'er was at a loss for words... It was clear that the person she had handed over was not a human being.

He stretched out his hand to pinch He Ling'er's ear, and through an embroidered handkerchief, Ye Qiukuang's lips moved, and he said: "Compared to this, I am more curious about you, a charming lady, if you want Concubine Ming Lian, let me just say a word, there are many children from the right family who spend a lot of money for you, why are you willing to take the risk to accompany me, a casual cultivator who has no influence, strength, and maybe a very dangerous status? I just like it, and I can’t do it like this. It’s like someone who ran away from home a long time ago Are you ready for this?"

He Ling'er's complexion changed slightly, she muttered for a moment, then lowered her head and said: "Before I came out, my fiancé died in an unknown person... Speaking of which, I never knew that my parents had made this marriage contract for me, maybe in the In their eyes, I will always be just a marriage tool to strengthen the three cities, and I will never be as good as my talented brother..."

Hearing this sentence, Ye Qiukuang didn't know what to think of, suddenly fell silent, then pulled off the embroidered handkerchief covering his face, and said, "Do you feel that in your living environment, as a woman, your status is unfair?"

"Under the rule of Confucianism, as a female cultivator, it has been like this since ancient times, obeying father, husband, and son... Although the Jiuque Heavenly Palace has been established since ancient times, Zhengfa Ruzun also started to improve the status of female cultivators because of his sister. So that female cultivators will not be reduced to a furnace because of their yin constitution, but as a woman, I still do not have the right to inherit my father's status, and the family will only pile up resources on my elder brother who is not as talented as me... ..." After the conversation stopped, He Ling'er shook her head, and said sadly: "What do I tell you these things, you are also a man, how can you know these things."

"I know……"

He Ling'er was taken aback for a moment, she seemed to see a trace of deep sadness and resentment in Ye Qiukuang's eyes.

"You are not wrong, I hate this kind of thing no less than you..."

"Men are superior to women, follow the way of heaven, as a man, don't you take it for granted?"

"If your mother is distributed like a pig and dog, imprisoned, and her dignity is trampled on because of this system, just to give birth to the best blood, you still think it is a kind of honor and a matter of course. Nothing else."

Ye Qiukuang couldn't help but think of the old country buried deep in his memory. The sky was full of blood and flames, filled with the crying of women, the sick laughter of men and the numbness of slaves... It was a kind of death, as if buried by rusty iron nails. Into the wound, even if the superficial wound is healed, the nail will not disappear, but every time the rain falls, remind yourself with the deepest pain, what kind of war should be used to burn the root of the pain to ashes.

There is a saying that Cang Sang said when he saved him back then was absolutely correct——

Only those with the most despairing hatred have the value of rebirth. Pour out your hatred to the world...until it burns the sky!

"Brother Ye! Someone is coming!"

He Lingling pushed him, Ye Qiukuang came back to his senses suddenly, a human voice came from far away, and he came nearby in a short while.

But I saw that they were two identical twin brothers, the sleeves had faint cloud pattern, when they came here, they saw the black jade beetle strangled to death by the pool at the first sight, they were slightly taken aback, one of the young men in yellow shirt spoke joyfully.

"This is Ming Feilian's pool. It seems that the guardian spirit beast is dead. If Ming Feilian is brought back to Junior Sister Lianlian, she will definitely be happy."

The other nodded and smiled, "Ming Feilian is the treasure of the wood spirit, and it has the miraculous effect of making women radiant. Junior sister Lianlian has been depressed all the way, and I feel distressed when I see it."

After speaking, he turned to He Ling'er and said, "I am in urgent need of this concubine lotus. If a fellow daoist is willing to hand it over, even though Li is an inner sect of the Heavenly Palace, he is willing to make friends with a fellow daoist."

When this male cultivator spoke, he thought highly of himself. All the treasures he had set his eyes on that could flatter Yue Lianlian all the way directly revealed the identity of the sect. He did not blush or breathe when he said these words, and he did it in one go.

He Ling'er hesitated for a moment. Although she was the daughter of the city lord, she knew in her heart that if a conflict broke out with the Tiangong disciples, even though her father would protect her, she would be labeled as a troublemaker in his heart.

The male cultivator surnamed Li didn't even look at Ye Qiukuang who was lying on the ground like he was exhausted, and continued: "Seeing that fellow Taoist is a girl, how about this, I will buy the Ming Feilian in the girl's hand with Lingshi, if the girl comes back again If you hesitate, even if you don't give Li some face, if you say it big, you will also slap Tiangong in the face."

"This...good—" Before she could say a word of agreement, He Ling'er suddenly felt a murderous intent bursting from her side. The punch hit the cheek directly, with the strength of a wild beast, and his figure was instantly smashed into the ground by the punch, and the ground was split into three feet, and the surrounding wind suddenly swayed away!

The compatriot brother surnamed Li Nanxiu had a frozen expression, his eyes widened, and he pointed at the young man who slowly stood up in the smoke with trembling fingers.

"You...you know we are Tiangong..."

Ye Qiukuang shook his hands, kicked the male cultivator surnamed Li who was punched so hard that he didn't know his identity, smiled casually, pointed at another stunned male cultivator with his chin, and said, "Tiangong's face doesn't look like that either. What high-end stuff, it doesn't feel very good. My woman likes flowers and plants, and I like to protect my woman and grab things from you, what's the matter? Are you not convinced?"

Another yellow-shirted male cultivator, who seems to be a brother of the male cultivator surnamed Li, turned to fury after being shocked: "No matter where you are, do you know that you are provocative to the disciples of the inner sect of Tiangong! Want to chase you down to death?!"

"So serious?" Ye Qiukuang turned his head and saw He Ling'er's crazy eyes, and said clearly: "There is no other way, so I have to kill people to silence my words."

"Such a big tone, if I didn't take advantage of my brother's unpreparedness, how could I allow you to sneak attack!"

Although the male cultivator in the yellow shirt is arrogant, he also knows that the young man in front of him is infinitely close to the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul, far beyond his own small realm. Seeing the strength with which he just punched his brother unconscious, I am afraid that he will fight alone. Unfavorable, he sneered at once, wiped the Sumina ring on his finger, and was about to tear the messenger talisman to call his fellow disciples, but just as soon as he made a move, something stabbed his brain, he was distracted for a moment, and saw The young man approached like a ghost... There was an inexplicable shuddering fluctuation from the restraint on the defensive spirit armor on his body.

"Miss Ling, be careful with your eyes."

Hearing Ye Qiukuang's voice, He Ling'er closed her eyes reflexively, and the next moment a short and hoarse exclamation came from her ears, followed by the sound of viscous liquid splashing...

She almost forgot that the person in front of her was a casual cultivator with extremely harsh living conditions, the kind of person who is most suitable for the way of survival... She dared not open her eyes.

After the second sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh, by the lotus pond of Mingfei carved with jade railings, only the breathing of two people was left.

He Ling'er pressed the palms of her hands and waited silently for Ye Qiukuang to burn the bodies of the two people before slowly opening her eyes. There were only two scorched marks of human figures left on the ground, and no more traces.

"I thought you were just talking about murder and arson."

Ye Qiukuang threw to He Ling'er a sumina ring that he peeled off from the hand of one of the male cultivators surnamed Li. It contained tens of thousands of middle-grade spirit stones and some rare wood-attribute genius treasures. Er'er's cultivation was of great benefit, and he also wiped off some of the imprints of spiritual consciousness attached to it, and this ring became a thing without an owner.

Then he frowned, looked at the black air surrounding him from the two corpses, frowned and said: "My spiritual power is not as good as Qing Yang, if he inherits the natural spiritual power of his mother's family, this matter Maybe it will be handled more appropriately, at least let his life lamp in Tiangong be ignited for a period of time without being discovered."

He Ling'er said with a complex expression: "The background of the two of you brothers is not simple. I know that Mu Qingyang bluntly told me the secret of your fate in order to test whether I treat you sincerely. As long as I do a little investigation, it will be a big trouble for you."

Ye Qiukuang lowered his head, looked at each other for a long time, then stretched out his hand and said, "You are a smart girl, you should know that if you want to keep a secret, other than killing people to silence it, you have to do a bad thing with witnesses... Listen to the movement outside, Their men are coming, are you willing to continue to be your canary, or learn to do bad things with me?"

The aftertaste of burning human flesh and bones has not yet dissipated, climbing into the body along the tip of the nose, and inexplicably produces an adventurous pleasure from the bottom of the spine.

He Ling'er stretched out a hand to catch him, her black eyes half closed, and said: "Ling'er is looking forward to the day when the reputation of the king will resound throughout the endless world."

The author has something to say: The plot is a bit delayed, but this is a foreshadowing...Maybe it will be deleted when it is integrated later_(:з」∠)_