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Su Qing Leng was very dissatisfied with Su Qian's performance.

Su Qian was even more dissatisfied with what he had done, and she complained tearfully: "At the critical moment of fighting demons and defending Dao, why did Dad make trouble?"

"Fighting demons and defending Taoism is just a cover!" Su Qingleng scolded angrily: "Everyone put on a stage and sing together!"

"Yes! I know that all the families of the Xianmen have their own plans, and the so-called alliance of the Xianmen is just a mess!" Su Qian gritted her teeth: "But I thought Daddy was serious at least! Could it be that Xiaoman won't take revenge?"

"Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge." Su Qingleng pinched her shoulders and preached: "Jiucui Pavilion and Suoyue Tower have been fighting for a hundred years, and no one can do anything to the other. It's okay to continue the stalemate! But now... it's life and death on occasion."

"What life and death..." Su Qian murmured, "Just because of a Mr. Wu?"

"That's the three-year-old Kaihui child prodigy!" Su Qingleng lost control of his expression and gradually went mad: "Do you know what his inner alchemy looks like? That halo...it's so beautiful...it's incomparable to ordinary people. Dad has cultivated for forty years, but he is not as good as him for eleven."

"Hmph, what's the big deal..." Su Qian was still thinking about Liu Yanqing and didn't take it seriously, she said disdainfully, "Young Master Liu is not bad either!"

"But Liu Yanqing is your fiancé-in-law! Jiucui Pavilion can still restrain him!" Su Qingleng woke up viciously: "Besides, he is still a cripple, so there is nothing to fear!"

Su Qian was shaking, not from fear, but from sadness.

She looked at her biological father in disbelief, shook her head and sighed: "If Daddy doesn't love Mother, I don't have to blame you."

"But daddy has already suffered enough, why does he still force his daughter to go this way?" Her heart ached, and Qianqian grabbed the hem of the skirt with ten fingers, deformed because of too much force, and asked sharply, "what's more, my daughter Your marriage is worse than that of your parents!"

"Father and mother's marriage is considered a strong alliance, so what is mine? A pair of shackles hanging around the husband's neck?" She laughed as if crying, hating the ridiculous and sad fate: "Daddy expects What kind of face can my husband give me?"

"Enough!" Su Qing coldly scolded: "Is your happiness alone important? Or is the hundreds of years of foundation of Jiucui Pavilion important?"

He closed his eyes and breathed, calmed down with difficulty, and narrated as calmly as possible: "You have also seen the recent events. The world is like a powder keg. The war between immortals is about to break out. Dad also lost a lot of things in these turmoil. But the burden of responsibility On our shoulders, the older generation can give up their personal happiness, why can't you be a little bit responsible?"

"Dad, is that for the Jiucui Pavilion?" Su Qian's voice suddenly rose sharply, "It's clearly for me!"

She was always sensible, she didn't say what she shouldn't say, she didn't ask what she shouldn't ask, so she didn't know exactly what Su Qing Leng was doing.

But father and daughter live under the same roof, as long as Su Qian is not stupid, he can connect the cause and effect, and combine with some hearsay, to outline the truth of everything.

The left and right only want inner alchemy, first they coveted Liu Yanqing's, and now they are eyeing Wu Yue's.Even if you can't get it yourself, you will never let others use it.For this reason, he did not hesitate to stir up vendettas in the world, set off a bloody storm, and even used the guise of fighting demons and defending Taoism.

"Presumptuous!" Su Qingleng slapped his palm on the table, and the four legs of the Eight Immortals table were in danger.

"You're still young...you don't understand," he restrained himself from beating people, and argued sharply: "When you sit in this position, you will know that there is no difference between a person and Jiucui Pavilion! You will be integrated with responsibility , One wins and one wins, one loses and all loses! You can't choose by yourself!"

Su Qian retorted: "Then I would rather not be the owner of this pavilion!"

"It's up to you to choose!" Su Qing pointed out coldly.

"Father!" Su Qian knelt down and begged earnestly: "Young Master Liu is missing, so let's not mention it. But Young Master Wu is upright and intelligent. Even though he is a disciple of Suoyuelou, I believe he will not blindly follow his teacher's orders. The Cui Pavilion will kill them all, and they will be even more capable of stopping the Demon Venerable from attacking and harassing the Gongwei Xianmen! So...why can't Dad just stop here?"

"I'm afraid you made a mistake..." Su Qing said coldly, his eyes darkened: "I still don't know anything about the power of inner alchemy."

"Daddy's talk about the Demon Lord's existence in this world is not fabricated, and Liu Yanqing's being taken out of his heart to take pills is not a patent of the Demonic Dao."

"Daddy tells you the truth..." His sanctimonious face said the cruel truth: "As long as there is a chance, let alone the magic way, Daddy will take the pill! If the timing is not right, that bastard Liu Chengxi should have taken it himself Let's do it!"

"How is it possible..." Su Qian didn't believe it: "We are a decent family, and Liu Shibo is the biological father of Young Master Liu..."

"Because that pill is worth it!" Liu Chengxi shouted loudly, with greed shining in his eyes.

"So many people died for Liu Yanqing's inner alchemy, and Xiaoman was even compensated... it's all because it was worth it!"

"If the inner alchemy falls into the hands of the devil, it will be a catastrophe for all the families of the immortal sect!" Liu Chengxi persuaded with his crazy expression and innocent eyes: "Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road, and we still have Wu Yue... this time... ...we gotta get it!"

Su Qian trembled even more, and asked, "How did you get it?"

Liu Chengxi opened his lips lightly, and spit out the most evil words: "You marry him, and bring it to me."

"No—!" Su Qian screamed and refused.

When she was still a child when she made the marriage contract with Suoyuelou, it was hard to imagine that her biological father had such dark thoughts at that time.

"If you don't do it, someone else will do it!" Liu Chengxi tried his best to confuse: "Did you see the eyes of that old man Liu Chengxi? He looked at Wu Yue like he was looking at a chicken waiting to be slaughtered!"

"No..." Su Qian broke free with all her strength, and retreated step by step: "With Mr. Wu's ability, he will never let others slaughter him..."

"Qianqian!" Su Qingleng said sadly, "Being kind to the prey is no different from giving up the hatchet to the enemy!"

Su Qian shook her head in despair, her feet were faster, and she didn't stop when she knocked over the chair.

Su Qing stood up coldly.The steps are not hurried or slow, and the chances of winning against the pro-daughter are sure.

"Liu Chengxi and Wu Yue are neither related nor related, so we won't have any scruples!" He was still persuading him for the last time: "When the inner alchemy falls into his hands, the Jiucui Pavilion won't be able to wait for the demon king to show up. It will become the first sacrifice of the lord of Xianmen!"

Su Qian turned around quickly, determined to escape.Suddenly the back of the neck went numb, he was hit by some kind of spell, and soon lost consciousness.

……

Night falls.

Du Ziteng's window lattice made a strange noise, and Wu Yue broke through the window in the next second.

"What are you doing here!"

Mr. Du, whose innocence cannot be guaranteed, is nervous, poking his head out and looking around, for fear that others will see him, adding another debt to this bloody debt.

Wu Yue salivated and approached with a smirk, full of the virtues of a disciple, raised his chin to tease: "Of course I came to see my friend."

"Go, go!" Du Ziteng pushed him away in disgust: "You might as well go and see Miss Su!"

"Why," Wu Yue said without saying anything, joking endlessly: "I didn't resolutely reject her today, did I make you unhappy?"

"Of course I'm not happy!" Du Ziteng was filled with righteous indignation, pointing at him and scolding: "You, you! You already have someone as good as Mr. Liu, and you still have to mess around behind his back! Just use me as a shield for no reason, and you still want to The young lady who hangs the Jiucui Pavilion has too much appetite, right?"

"It's not that I have a big appetite..." Wu Yue suddenly became serious, and his displeasure climbed up his face in an instant, and he questioned: "It's you...you are too concerned about my senior brother, right? This will help him discipline me."

"So what?" Du Ziteng was hard-pressed once in his life: "If I can win Mr. Liu's favor, I will never look at other people again!"

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes again, feeling sad: "Although Young Master Liu has never looked at me differently, I can't tolerate others in my heart..."

"That's enough, that's enough!" Wu Yue interrupted with a raised hand, he was so sore that his bones fought, he felt a little sympathy for this ineffective rival in love, and confessed: "I have my own plan, don't spread rumors in front of senior brother and harm him Think about it."

"I really want to!" Du Ziteng was very annoyed: "There is no chance!"

"Do you still dare to think about it?" Wu Yue raised his hand in a threatening posture, and this move was also similar to Liu Yanqing's.

Whenever he thinks of the scourge of his senior brother threatening to kill him, and the cute appearance of stopping his hand again and again, he can laugh out loud in his dreams.

Regarding Mr. Liu's happiness, Du Ziteng did not hesitate at all, and fought back with his hips on his hips: "That's right! I'm going to tell Mr. Liu! Let him see your true colors!"

"Brother naturally knows my true face," Wu Yue sneered, "I won't let you spread the word because I'm afraid he will worry."

"What are you worried about?" Du Ziteng asked without shame.

Wu Yue refused coldly: "I won't tell you!"

Du Ziteng was grinding his teeth angrily, and heard that bastard negotiating terms with him: "If you promise me not to talk nonsense, I will take you to see senior brother."

Du Ziteng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "When?"

Wu Yue replied: "Now."

"Now?" Du Ziteng went crazy: "Such a big incident happened today, and everyone is staring at us! How dare you go out and cause trouble?"

Wu Yue sneered lightly, making it clear that he didn't take people from the Xianmen Baijia into his eyes, and said: "I promised my brother to go over tonight, a man can't keep his word."

Du Ziteng hesitated: "Then what if someone finds out?"

Wu Yue's salty hands clamped his neck again, and coaxed him under his side: "If no one finds out, how can we prove that we are like glue?"

"Who is like glue to you!" Du Ziteng struggled hard, hating the touch of all men except Liu Yanqing, he asked puzzledly, "What do you make Pavilion Master Su think?"

Wu Yue sneered coldly: "Just ask him to think about it, what kind of chips can he throw to seduce me into submission."

Du Ziteng has a twisted stomach, so he is somewhat smart. He can already feel that Wu Yue is playing a big game of chess, but he still can't see the chess game clearly.

Ask again: "Aren't you afraid that Lord Liu will punish you?"

"How could he be willing!" Wu Yue asserted arrogantly, "It's too late to please me."

Du Ziteng fell silent and was almost convinced.

Wu Yue shook his neck, urging: "Let's go? If you go early, you can stay there for a while."

Du Ziteng hesitated between the sleepless fatigue, the pain of vomiting, his corrupt reputation, and Liu Yanqing's gorgeous and unparalleled face, and finally chose the latter in the end.

"Let's go..." He gave in helplessly and begged weakly, "Can you fly slower when you come back?"

"Don't worry," Wu Yue smirked, "As long as you're not afraid of being watched, I can wander around until noon before returning."

The two stepped on their swords and left, making a loud noise on purpose, lest no one would notice that the pair of dogs had gone out for a private meeting again.