The enemy has a crush on me

"Father!!!"

Xu Shi heard Wuliang Taihua's roar, and the jade bone flute broke into the door suddenly, seeing the situation inside the room, he immediately attacked Qingze.

It was a powerful move, but Qingze just stood there without any reaction.

Bai Ze originally planned to stay in the room, but seeing that Qing Ze was motionless, he had no choice but to fly to block him.

The jade bone flute's murderous intent must be revealed, and the tail of the flute is another poke.

Fans fluttered, and Bai Ze broke open the few remaining doors, forcing the jade bone flute outside.

The jade bone flute is in front of the lips, and the body is as nimble as a swallow. Under the dome, two lights and shadows collide with each other, smashing one formation after another.

Qing Ze took a step forward: "What are you talking about?"

Wuliang Taihua glared at him angrily: "What am I talking about?"

The former God of War in the Heaven Realm, who had always been leisurely and sneering, roared, "I ask you whose name you were calling just now!"

Wuliang Taihua was slightly stunned, seeing Qingze's expression, suddenly seemed to be enlightened, the anger on his face had not dissipated, but there was a wave of crazy joy.

Yin Luo stretched out his hand to stop Wuliang Taihua, his scarlet eyes crashed into his golden pupils, his eyes were full of fear, and even his body trembled nervously.

Wuliang Taihua pushed Yin Luo's hand away, sat down beside Yin Luo, looked at Qing Ze: "Yes. Yes. Yes. Qingjun, Qingjun...you are really arrogant now. But you don't know yet Bar?"

Qing Ze said: "I don't know what?"

Wuliang Taihua said: "—You don't know who this person is, do you?"

Qing Ze frowned: "Of course I know, but what were you shouting about just now?"

Of course he knows.

That was the Human Sovereign who had come to an end, the Demon God with white hair and red eyes.

It was Cheng Huan under him, a wild and pitiful one, a silent and clumsy guy who begged for love from him.

They are friends who travel together for a short time, and they are partners who depend on each other for life.

Except for love, he is willing to satisfy Yin Luo with anything.

He knows so, he knows so, he understands so.

But why Yin Luo finally frowned after Wuliang Taihua threw off the blocking hand, and looked at him sadly and desperately.

Obviously being strangled by another person, but just looking at him sadly and desperately.

It seems to be saying to him with his eyes:

— don't listen.

He still heard it.

He heard the crazy celestial immortal say, "What I'm calling is his real name."

"Before he turned into a human, before he turned into a demon... Before he was killed by me."

"Before he became Yin Luo."

"name."

"Ying Long, Ying Long. As expected of an ancient ferocious beast, this name sounds really scary."

Wuliang Taihua pinched Yin Luo's neck even tighter, and looked at Qingze: "Qingze, look at his current appearance, isn't he very embarrassed? Why, can't you recognize him?"

Qing Ze didn't speak, just stood where he was.

Wuliang Taihua looked at his expression, held down Yin Luo with the other hand, took out the dagger that he didn't know when to hide from under the pillow, and stabbed himself, and laughed ferociously.

Yin Luo said: "..."

Qingze was silent for a long time, then shook his head: "Wuliang Taihua, I know that Yin Luo and Ying Long look the same. But you can't fool me. Ying Long died a long time ago. His body is still in my interspatial ring inside."

"Qingze, you were not the only one under the Huai River at that time. When you came back, I had already taken away the real corpse." Wuliang Taihua smiled even happier, "The one in your space ring is fake .”

Qing Ze said: "..."

Wuliang Taihua saw that he was silent, but pressed him step by step: "You still don't believe it? I guess, the body of Yinglong in your interspatial ring should still be the same..."

"—Do you know what his current dragon body looks like?"

"I've seen it many times in the past few days... Let me tell you. It's such a big dragon, nestled in a pool of water, the scales all over its body are white, and it looks full of scars. When it bleeds, it is much more conspicuous than before. .”

"When you were in Beidi, he must not have dared to show you."

Qing Ze said: "..."

The house is in disarray, the red silk on the beams is dangling, and the huge hydrangea is dazzlingly red.

Qingze's Adam's apple rolled twice.

His voice has always been clear and pleasant, but now it is very hoarse, not at all frivolous, as if it just came out of his throat: "...he is Yin Luo, how could it be Ying Long? Ying Long is Shang Gu Divine beasts, there is no way to enter reincarnation, and it is impossible to fall into the devil's way..."

Wuliang Taihua said: "He is naturally an ancient beast. If it weren't for the fact that he is the body of an ancient beast, he would not be a container for me to summon the power of the demon god."

Qing Ze said: "The ancient beasts are not disturbed by the devil energy at all."

Wuliang Taihua said: "As long as the divine power in him is no longer pure, he will naturally be disturbed by the demonic energy. For hundreds of years, I soaked him in the water day and night. How can he resist the erosion of demonic energy by suppressing the remaining ancient divine power in his body in the pool of resentful blood formed by his blood.

"The process was actually not smooth... In the beginning, the air flow swirls every time, destroying a lot of my dark rooms. It's a pity that the muscles and veins in his body were shattered as early as after the battle of chasing the deer, and it was useless to resist the divine power .Even the stronger the resistance, the more divine power is consumed, and the faster it will be eroded."

"The more he looks like this, the happier I am. The more he struggles with the divine power in his body, the more demonic energy I will infuse him next time. Day by day, year by year, I will stain every inch of his skin, every piece of flesh and blood." I will let him perish forever."

"Up to now, look, it has finally completely turned into this appearance with a completely destroyed godhead and haunted by demonic energy."

"I still remember the first time I saw you in Taihan, what you said to me. You said—'soon'." Wuliang Taihua's face was a little pale, but the more he smiled, the more vicious he was, "You have been here since the beginning Know the ending of the Emperor. Do you think he is unbearable? Do you think he is ridiculous? Do you always have pity for him?"

"If he were Ying Long, wouldn't everything become weird and disgusting?"

"The ruthless character who was once feared by everyone has fallen to the point of begging for mercy."

Qing Ze said: "..."

Yin Luo's body trembled violently. From Wuliang Taihua's deliberate pause, he expected that his next words would be even more terrifying, and suddenly broke free from Wuliang Taihua's restraint regardless, and staggered towards Qingze with both hands and feet: "Qing Ze...Qing Ze..."

Looking at his movements, Qingze was slightly stunned, subconsciously took a step forward, and stretched out his hand to grab him from a distance: "Yin Luo—"

Wuliang Taihua's eyes were slightly cold, and regardless of Yin Luo's wailing, he dragged Yin Luo back to the original place, pulled him up by his clothes, clamped his chin, and forced him to look up.

When he spoke again, his tone was so vicious that it could be called lashing out.

"Qingze, do you know how slutty he is now? Do you know how self-willed and humble he is? Do you know how he courts me these days?"

"You think you'll be fine if you get rid of the power of the demon god in his body? But look, his appearance hasn't changed at all."

"The truth is, he can no longer change back to the majestic ancient god of the past. All the veins in his body have been destroyed."

"Before he fell into the devil, I polluted his divine power with the blood pool, and his body was full of garbage. Even if there was no demonic energy, his divine power would not come back."

Wuliang Taihua laughed so hard that he almost lost his voice: "He is a waste now... the number one beast in the past, now he is a waste!"

Yin Luo tried to stop him at first, but finally became completely annoyed when he heard the back. Seeing that the sneak attack failed and he was powerless to break free, he simply grabbed Wuliang Taihua, clamped his arm, and bit him viciously.

Wuliang Taihua gasped, withdrew his hand, looked at the deep bite mark on it, glared at him angrily, narrowed his eyes, and showed a sneer.

Before Yin Luo could realize what Wuliang Taihua's smile meant, he was dragged over, ripped off his half-untied belt, and violently lifted his robe with both hands.

Zhu Chijin was covered, and Yanyan Xi's gown was wide open.

The body that had gone against reason for a long time was suddenly exposed to the air defenselessly.

Unpreparedly exposed to Qing Ze's eyes.

The most shameless appearance he has suppressed for so long.

Yin Luo opened his eyes slightly, unable to believe what happened, stopped resisting Wuliang Taihua, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it.

The red silk falls to the ground, the candlelight flickers, and the red light from the sky is reflected in the gaps between the paper-cuts of Double Happiness.

The cold air brushed against his skin, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Wuliang Taihua sneered at his desire to cover up, and grabbed his hands behind his back, forcing him to be unstoppable, and sighed at Qingze: "Qingze, take a good look, this person is still worth a little bit. Do you like it?"

Qing Ze said: "..."

"I know what you like about him. He has such a bad temper and such a terrible temperament. What else can you like about him?"

"You like his aloofness, you like his invincibility, you like that he doesn't look straight at you, you like his reputation, and you like to take people who are out of reach as your own."

"But now, he has a ridiculous reputation, is extremely weak, and has lost all his magic power. He is the laughing stock of the five races in the three realms, he is a well-known prostitute, and he is a mud that cannot be lifted. All the halo on him is gone. exist--"

"You still think you like him?"

As Wuliang Taihua spoke, his breath became short of breath, he looked down, and stretched out his hand to pull Yin Luo's leg.

Can't move it.

Looking up, Yin Luo stared at him with scarlet eyes.

With a murderous look and expression, it can be called terrifying.

The long eyelashes trembled non-stop.

Wuliang Taihua slapped him hard.

Yin Luo fell back on the bed and lowered her head.

Qing Ze struck with a sword: "What are you doing?!"

Wuliang Taihua straightened up, touched his shoulder scratched by the aftermath of the spell, and looked at Qingze.

It was true that he lost control of his emotions at the beginning, but he was very scheming, and he did not lose control of his emotions for a long time. When he found that the young ancient beast was disturbed by what he said, he simply continued to pretend to be crazy and deliberately provoked him.

It seems that this overly frightened, young beast only belatedly understood what he was talking about at this time.

He no longer just stood there in a daze, looking very angry.

He just wants them to mess up.

Only when the square inch is messed up can we relax our vigilance and step into the formation under the red carpet.

He fell into their trap, and this is his only chance to come back now.

The jade bone flute can restrain Bai Ze for a limited amount of time, and the ancient divine beasts are sensitive, so he wants to let Qing Ze not pay attention and approach him step by step until he reaches the center of the formation.

Wuliang Taihua laughed wildly: "What am I doing? I'm showing you what he looks like now."

"Qing Ze, do you feel disillusioned? Do you feel that all the years of cherishing and looking up to you are just a joke?"

Because the power of the demon god was sealed, the divine power, fairy energy, monster energy, and ghost energy in his body became more and more out of control, colliding with each other. Wuliang Taihua endured it for so long, and finally coughed up blood while speaking.

He wiped off the blood at the corner of his mouth as if nothing had happened, hugged Yin Luo, touched Yin Luo's skin with his bloody hand, and hissed at Qing Ze like a poisonous snake: "Come a little further, I will let you see more clearly. "

Qing Ze did come over, but raised the sword in his hand.

Of course he didn't want to see more clearly.

He wanted to kill Wuliang Taihua completely.

Wuliang Taihua was still smiling, coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood, and waved towards Qingze.

Qing Ze swung his sword and slashed down, but Wuliang Taihua seemed to have been prepared, and dragged Yin Luo to him.

Qing Ze stopped his movements abruptly, his chest froze, and his face turned pale.

Wuliang Taihua saw his expression, and started to laugh again: "Qingze, why don't you dare to drop your sword? Are you afraid that I will use Yinglong as a shield, and you will accidentally injure him?"

Qing Ze didn't speak.

He held the sword tightly, looked at Tianzun's slowly walking hand, and took two steps forward.

Then put away the long sword, bent his hands into claws, and grabbed Yin Luo with lightning speed.

Yin Luo saw Wuliang Taihua's expression clearly, and suddenly his face changed drastically, and he shouted loudly: "Qing Ze, don't come over!"

what?

Qing Ze paused, but still grabbed Yin Luo.

The timing is perfect.

Wuliang Taihua put away the smile on his face, pushed Yin Luo towards Qingze, turned around and patted the head of the bed.

The huge bed turned over, and there was actually a secret passage underneath.

Qing Ze caught Yin Luo, looked at the empty bed, and cut it in half with a sword.

Suddenly, the room was full of light.

what happened?

Qing Ze turned his head and saw the red carpet under his feet faintly revealing a golden light.

They were too far from the door to get out in time.

Qing Ze secretly thought it was not good, and called outside the door: "Bai Ze—"

But I saw that the room was completely white, and then suddenly fell into darkness.

Qing Ze put down the hand that was blocking his eyes, and slowly opened his eyes.

They are in a dark tunnel.

He was tricked by Wuliang Taihua.

In front of them was densely packed ghostly will-o'-the-wisps, blocking their way, and they couldn't see the end at a glance.

Yin Luo struggled slightly, Qing Ze was stunned, and let go of his hand.

The white-haired man stood there silently, slowly closing his clothes.

"..." Qing Ze said, "Is it really you?"

Yin Luo paused for a moment, as if the panic just now was an illusion, he pretended to be natural but said stiffly: "Song Qingze... This place is very dangerous, we have to leave here as soon as possible."

Qing Ze said: "Ying Long, is it really you?"

Yin Luo stopped speaking.

After a while, he turned his face sideways, and said with a firm voice: "It's me... Are you going to take revenge on me? I hurt you badly back then, and now the feng shui has changed, and now the kung fu is useless, so you must be defeated."

After thinking about it, he lowered his eyelids again: "If you have resentment in your heart, I will let you dispose of me when we get out of here."

But Qing Ze didn't listen to him, and asked self-consciously: "Is that you in the illusion? The Emperor is also you?"

Yin Luo choked for a moment.

This is the answer.

"You...why?" Qing Ze grabbed Yin Luo's wrist, "I don't understand, why?"

Why did you wait for him in the imperial city, why did you send him flowers, why did you run around with him, why did you endure his bad taste, why did you look at him without blinking, why did you hand him a dagger.

Yin Luo didn't know how to explain, so he shook his head, and still said: "Qingze, don't worry about this, let's get out of here quickly. If Wuliang Taihua is allowed to escape, it will definitely be bad for Wuwu and the others—"

However, Qingze didn't intend to divert the slightest attention to his surroundings at all, like a child who broke the casserole and asked the bottom line, he ignored the current crisis and insisted on Yin Luo answering his questions without distraction.

Yin Luo insisted on telling him why.

Obviously he should have known why.

Yin Luo gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and pinched his knuckles tightly as the will-o'-the-wisps around the secret passage got closer and closer.

Seeing that Qingze seemed to refuse to move when he could not hear the answer, he finally showed a very discouraged look, leaned over and kissed Qingze's lips.

Touched lightly, then hastily moved away, lips pursed into a straight line again, looking into Qing Ze's eyes as if dying.

Then finally shed the pretense of being calm, as if resigning to fate, said slowly, earnestly, and sadly: "That's because, Qing Ze, I like you."

Whether in illusion or reality, he has said this sentence countless times, but every time the response he gets makes him discouraged and frustrated.

But this is the first time that he told Qing Ze about this with his original identity in reality.

He originally planned to make enough preparations and tell Qing Ze after everything settled, on a sunny day, in a lively and lively home.

I didn't expect to wait until that time.

He said he liked it, but his expression was more desperate than begging Qing Ze to die upstairs in Beidi City.

"I never dreamed that I would tell you when I fell to such a point... If you don't want to hear it, just forget it."

Qing Ze asked: "Why do you want to forget?"

Yin Luo showed the expression of a cornered beast again, as if he couldn't understand why Qing Ze always refused to give him any dignity, and insisted on him admitting his downfall and stupidity.

He was almost ashamed and said: "Because, because I have already..."

Qing Ze hugged him tightly.

Yin Luo's ending sound came to an abrupt end.

Qing Ze said: "How could I forget."

Qing Ze's voice was almost trembling: "...how can I be willing to forget?"

"You are Ying Long, you are actually Ying Long."

In the deep and dark tunnel surrounded by will-o'-the-wisps, the former God of War of the Celestial Clan hugged the white-haired Demon God in a scarlet wedding robe tightly, his arms so hard that his veins bulged.

"Ying Long, Ying Long, Ying Long. My darling. My darling. My darling. My darling. My darling." Qing Ze kissed Yin Luo's cheeks one after another, and said in a whisper, "I hug you I'm looking for you. I found you. Ying Long. My Ying Long."

Yin Luo froze in place.

While raving, Qing Ze lightly pecked at his skin, finally pinched the back of his head and kissed him deeply.

Yin Luo hesitated for a moment, closed his eyes, and grabbed his skirt.

After a long time, Qingze moved away from his body, rubbed Yin Luo's lips a few times, looked at him for a while, and thought of what Wuliang Taihua said just now, his voice was a little unsteady: "That old man, did he really touch you? "

Yin Luo was silent for a long time, then shook his head.

Although he shook his head, his expression was very gloomy and depressed. Qingze looked at it, and wanted to squeeze out a comforting and gentle smile, but the expression he showed was very sad and strange: "It's okay if you touch it, Ying Long, Ying Long, It's not your fault. That shameless old man, I'll teach him a lesson for you...can I teach him a lesson for you, okay? After the young master cleans him up, strip him naked and hang him in the Taihua Gate for ten days and ten nights."

Yin Luo was speechless.

How could it not be his fault? I can remember clearly what he said and what he did.

But Qing Ze just called his name over and over again, poured some spiritual power into him, and said softly: "Have you got more strength?"

Yin Luo tightened his knuckles, was silent for a while, and nodded.

Qing Ze let go of Yin Luo, looked down, and saw blood dripping between his fingers.

He took his hand, spread out his palm, took out the tiles embedded in the skin, stopped the bleeding, looked at the deep and shallow wounds in his palm, new and old, paused for a moment, and calmed down as if nothing had happened. Put the long sword in his hand: "I know you have a way to protect yourself. I will give you a sword. You know how to use it best."

Gather Yin Luo's skirt, fasten his belt, and gather Yin Luo's long hair scattered on his forehead behind his ears.

Finally, she held Yin Luo's face, smiled and kissed his long white eyelashes.

Yin Luo looked at the sword in his hand helplessly, not knowing how to react.

He knew that Qingze was as gentle as water to him in the illusion, but in reality, even in front of himself as the emperor, Qingze always had opinions and dissatisfaction when mentioning him.

As time passed, he also gradually realized that Qing Ze in reality would not treat him as unkindly as he did in the illusion.

Nor can he be as frank as he was in the illusion.

That Yinglong has no memory, and waits for Qingze every night, his emotions are affected by him in the real world, and all he can remember is his love for Qingze.

If Qingze really confronted him, provoked him, and regarded him as an enemy, he would instead be able to reveal the indestructible appearance he knew so well.

He has always known best how to deal with the hatred and provocation of others.

But Qingze treats him so carefully, what should he do.

Even more gentle than in the illusion, what should he do.

He hasn't learned what to do yet.

Qing Ze saw his expression, his smiling face suddenly pulled down, and he lowered his head before changing another expression.

"Ying Long, look, this sword has a lot of mana in it, you don't need to cast a spell to use it, it's very simple, you have rich combat experience, you can definitely use it very easily...you use it first, when we leave the heaven, I, I'll take you to recuperate."

"OK?"

"Ying Long, tell me, okay?"

Why did Qingze speak in such a tone?

He was obviously discussing tactics, but he spoke softly and walked on thin ice, as if he was afraid that the slightest disturbance would scare him.

He is a big man, how can he be so fragile.

Yin Luo pursed her lips, frowned slightly, and looked at Qing Ze with a very dazed expression.

Qing Ze also looked back at him, his originally mean and indifferent eyes were full of tenderness, very pretty.

Yin Luo clenched his long sword tightly and nodded.

"I'm on the left," Qing Ze walked beside him, looking at the ghost formation ahead, "You are on the right."

The white-haired demon god silently pulled a beautiful sword flower.

As soon as the words fell, two afterimages flew out.

Yinglong is an ancient god who is accustomed to using long soldiers. Using long swords is also an incomparably domineering, powerful and powerful offensive method. The speed of his moves is unrivaled.

Even if he fell to the altar, he looked majestic and majestic from a distance.

Now that I think about it, although Ying Long seldom makes shots, every time he makes a shot, he is either killed or injured, which should be a major reason for his reputation.

Qing Ze was originally concentrating on breaking the formation, and when he accidentally glanced at it, he became nympho for a while, dazed for a while, and was unexpectedly attacked by a resentful spirit, who was almost about to suffer a serious injury .

Seeing a flash of sword light, Qing Ze blocked his eyes, and slowly opened them again.

Yin Luo was floating in the air, and the general retracted his sword, looking at him worriedly.

Qing Ze was stunned for a moment.

Sure enough, it was Ying Long.

Why didn't he find out earlier, it's obviously the same as before.

Obviously, it is exactly the same as that Ying Long who stopped in front of him when he was still at odds with him when the jade bone flute was going up the mountain.

Not appearance, not hair color, not eye color, not clothing, not these external things, but things that never change even if they become completely different.

He looked at the Ying Long who was exactly the same as back then, and realized with hindsight: He is really not the little beast that had nothing but sincerity back then.

In the past, he always felt that Ying Long was unattainable, handsome and scary, but now he can hold Ying Long in his arms.

Seeing that Yin Luo had already turned around, Qing Ze shifted his sight back and looked forward, with a swipe of the long sword, it turned into a blue light and attacked into the ghost formation.

When Ying Long recovers well, he must drag Ying Long to compete.

His Yinglong.

Wuliang Taihua supported the wall and got out from the secret passage.

He was backlashed by the mana in his body, one eye was golden, one eye was white, his hair was dry at some point, and he coughed up blood non-stop. He walked through the corridor and looked at the jade bone flute that was fighting with Bai Ze and was being suppressed everywhere. , gritted his teeth, and prepared to run away as if he hadn't seen it.

Gritting his teeth halfway through the escape, he flew back to the house: "Jade Bone Flute, let's go!"

Hearing his voice, Jade Bone Flute glanced at the flute in his hand that accompanied him through life and death, and slapped it out with his palm. The palm wind poured into the body of the flute, and the flute made a piercing sound for the first time.

All the formations on the body of the flute appeared, one after another rushed towards Bai Ze.

Jade Bone Flute flew away, supported Wuliang Taihua, and fled to Tianmen.

Bai Ze's face darkened, his clothes fluttered, his fan sharply pierced through formations, and finally broke the flute with a crisp sound.

The flute was originally made from the tibia of the jade bone flute, connecting the body with the heart. When it broke, it hurt so much that his face turned pale.

After leaving the Tianzun Palace, Wuliang Taihua opened the barrier outside the palace and continued to be supported to walk outside.

The barrier couldn't trap Bai Ze, but it could delay it for a while.

Before reaching the Taihua Gate, they heard the sound of iron cavalry fighting and sword fighting.

Without him and the Jade Bone Flute sitting in command, the Changfeng Camp lost more than half of it when they stormed Beidi before, and the heavenly soldiers were caught off guard by the surprise attack of the magic soldiers.

Seeing the arrogance of the demon clan, the immortal officials in the Tianmen also sacrificed magic weapons one after another, as if they were going to advance and retreat with the heavenly generals, and live and die together.

Even Xiaohong took out a judge's pen, and looked angrily at the demon generals who came up to attack: "You demon generals, how dare you seduce Qing Jun!"

Wuliang Taihua cursed secretly.

This bunch of crap.

Although the original intention was to sit firmly in the heavenly court and unify the three realms, but now his mana is out of control. This body is cultivated in the way of immortality, and he urgently needs a lot of immortal power to keep the mana in his body stable, otherwise he will go crazy.

The Immortal Clan's gang of wine bags and rice bags are not good at killing the enemy, but they are good at holding him back. Seeing that he will suck up all his mana in a while, he forgives them for the time being.

Seeing Wuliang Taihua walking towards him supported by the jade bone flute, Immortal Guantian changed his dejected look and his morale was greatly boosted.

Zhu Wu flew back to the front of the formation, Anping raised his hand to stop the demon soldiers, and several big demon generals lined up, looking warily at the sudden appearance of Wuliang Taihua.

Zhu Wu glanced at Anping's expression, knew that he was worried, and deliberately spoke out to Wuliang Taihua: "Why did the bridegroom come out alone? Could it be that he insisted on going his own way, robbed and robbed him, and was escaped from marriage?"

A stone stirs up a thousand waves.As a demon general, she doesn't change her face when she talks nonsense, but these immortal officials are thin-skinned, and their faces can't help but turn green and white: "You devils, do you really think that it is impossible for the Lord Tianzun to marry the Demon God? This is because Tianzun endured the humiliation. To confuse the Demon God and capture Qingjun, what a strategy! If you kill Moqing and the two evildoers today, you will reveal the truth to the Three Realms and wash away your previous grievances!"

Zhu Wu sneered: "You are being teased by your Heavenly Venerable. I think he intends to embarrass your immortal race, and you have devoted yourself to him."

"Nonsense! Tianzun is the lord of the fairy clan, and he lives in the world for the sake of the fairy clan and the heaven!"

"You demons are shameless, so we are just as inappropriate as you?"

Wuliang Taihua looked at the immortal officials in front of him trying their best to protect himself, and scolded the demon generals across the door. His face was magnificent, but a small cyclone that swallowed the surrounding air secretly condensed in the palm of his hand, and he slowly raised his hand. hand.

Since it is absorbing mana, it is better when they are completely defenseless.

Wuliang Taihua raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but suddenly heard a rather familiar voice from afar.

"Boundless Taihua! What are you doing?!"

Tianzun froze for a moment and stopped moving.

It really sounded like a bell, and the immortal officials who were originally confronting the magic soldiers were all shocked by the roar and turned around one after another.

In the distance, layers of immortals were separated, and a middle-aged man in a golden robe was slowly walking over supported by two attendants.

——West Heaven Court Puyang Taikang Tianzun.

The well-known alcoholic in heaven.

After he handed over the Celestial Venerable of West Heaven Court, he lost the name of Celestial Venerable and was reduced to the title of Venerable. After living in seclusion for more than 500 years, why did it suddenly appear at this time?

Wuliang Taihua put one hand behind his back, and smiled at Yan Yan, but the content was quite displeased: "Master Puyang, you are afraid that you have drunk too much wine and your mind is confused, so you actually yelled at me?"

He is now the co-lord of the Four Heavenly Courts, so a small venerable is naturally not qualified to call him by his name.

But Puyang Taikang snorted angrily: "Wuliang Taihua, I am confused because I drank too much alcohol, or you secretly drugged me to make me crazy, you know for yourself."

Wuliang Taihua said in surprise: "Where did these words come from? No one in the heaven knows that in the battle of Tianzhu, you three heavenly gods were not good at defending, and almost destroyed the heaven. Qingjun, you helped the immortal clan to repel the demon soldiers. Since then, the heavenly gods in the north and the south have lived in seclusion, but you have become a drunkard, why blame this heavenly god again?"

Puyang Taikang took out a bottle: "Wuliang Taihua, I thought it was because I drank too much alcohol and became confused. But I didn't realize it until I saw this medicine bottle. I saw something I shouldn't see, you You are cruel and merciless, how can you let me go?"

Although he looked haggard, what he said was well-founded, and he was sober, not in a state of drunkenness.

Then a fairy official said: "Puyang Venerable...you said, what do you mean by seeing something you shouldn't see?"

Puyang Taikang looked at Wuliang Taihua, and said word by word: "I saw how the current master of the heavenly clan, who is beyond gold and jade, ordered the jade bone flute to kill Tianzun from the north and the south in front of me."

All the immortals were horrified.

"what?!"

"How is it possible! Didn't Nanbeixi Tianzun take the blame and abdicate?"

"Didn't the Jade Bone Flute come to help our clan a few years ago? During the battle of Tianzhu, there was only Qing Jun, an ancient god, in the immortal clan..."

"Even if Tianzun has a high status in the immortal clan, he is still an immortal after all. How can he order the jade bone flute that is an ancient god?"

"Why did Wuliang Taihua kill the other two Tianzun, but spared your life?"

Pu Yang said: "The Nanting Tianzun regards Wuliang Tai as a yellow-haired child, and intends to take his power away and be retaliated by him. The Beiting Tianzun has a strong temperament, and he does not want to get along with him and be silenced by him. Me? I am cowardly and timid. Handing over the position to others made him feel the pride of stepping on his former colleagues. He was happy to see my tree fall and the monkeys scattered, so he left my life behind."

Xiaohong said: "If Master Tianzun really poisoned you and made you crazy, why are you back to normal now?"

Pu Yang snorted, but did not answer.

But I heard a person in the distance say elegantly and gently, calmly: "Of course I gave him the antidote."

The voice was really familiar.

Xiaohong turned her head when she heard the words, and saw a man in white clothes, holding a folding fan, who was very similar to Qing Junsheng, but with a gentle and approachable temperament.

Xiaohong opened her eyes wide: "Qing Jun?"

He yelled kindly, but the other immortal officials behind him said, "Qing Jun! You are a traitor to the immortal clan!"

Back then when Qingze attacked Beidi, Wuliang Taihua sent hundreds of his own soldiers, so later he became the god of war in the heavenly realm, and no ordinary immortal in the heavenly court regarded him as Bai Ze.

But suddenly there was an elderly immortal from the Northern Heavenly Court with a trembling beard. Seeing Bai Ze's attire, he realized it belatedly, pointed at him, and said, "Bai, the High God Bai Ze?"

White Pond?

Isn't this Qingjun?How could it be Bai Ze?

Xiaohong looked at the person suspiciously.I saw the man leisurely walking to Puyang, and nodded to the elderly immortal with a smile: "Over 2000 years have passed, and there are still people in the immortal clan who recognize me."

The implication is that he recognizes himself as the auspicious beast Bai Ze.

Xiao Hong couldn't understand how this man who looked exactly like Qing Jun was the legendary Bai Ze, looked at the surrounding immortals, and found that they were just as confused as she was.

Bai Ze didn't care about their suspicious expressions, and said as usual: "The venerable Puyang knew his way back and told me what Wuliang Taihua did in the past. My mana is low and I am not good at martial arts, but I know more things, like all the immortals. The official is willing to listen to me, and I will open Venerable Puyang's sea of ​​consciousness and show everyone the truth of the year."

After finishing speaking, he even smiled and looked at Wuliang Taihua: "I wonder if Tianzun agrees?"

It's no wonder that Bai Ze came in one step later, so he went to find Puyang.

Wuliang Taihua glanced at him.

agree?If he agrees, his thousands of years of planning will be ruined in one go.

But Bai Ze seemed gentle, and he was not really asking for his opinion. Before he finished speaking, his right hand was already hanging above Puyang's head.

Look at the shaky expressions of the immortals——

What a low mana, what a bad man, what a benevolent beast, clearly more scheming than him, but he wants to pretend to be harmless.Perfectly pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Wuliang Taihua felt depressed and coughed up another mouthful of blood.

The fight between the different races of mana in his body became more and more intense, and if it was delayed any longer, the situation would definitely be bad.

It's better to just tear your face.

The jade bone flute caught the blood coughed up by Wuliang Taihua, and his expression changed drastically: "Father..."

After making up his mind, Wuliang Taihua's expression changed, and he put away his dignified expression. He couldn't see the appearance of this cheap son's mother-in-law, and pushed him away. He laughed a few times, and then gritted his teeth and said, "Puyang, Puyang Yang, I never expected that it would fall into your hands in the end."

He shook his body twice, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and coughed out again in the next second, his face was as clear as gold paper, but his expression was still self-righteous and extremely arrogant.

Seeing his expression, Pu Yang seemed to shrink back a little, but Bai Ze comforted him twice with a smile, and then stood still and looked at him without taking a step back.

A fox pretends to be a tiger, but that's all.

Wuliang Taihua directly raised his hand, and didn't bother to cover up any more. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, while gathering a cyclone, he said confidently: "That's right, everything was done by the deity. But so what if you know it? After a while, the whole heaven will become