I slag three apprentices, I'm reborn

"I, Nie Yu, use the Jiuyuan Sword as an offer to marry Fu Yunshu."

Nie Yu's words were sonorous and forceful, like a sharp axe, hitting everyone's ear bones.

Of course it also included Fu Yunshu. He pursed his lips and rubbed his teeth lightly against his lower lip. For just a split second, he walked around the Jiuyuan Sword in front of him without even turning his head.

Mu Xichen put away the usual laughter in his eyes, and his eyes never left Fu Yunshu's every subtle expression, as if he wanted to explore something from it.

Bi Lan stared at the Jiuyuan sword.

The Jiuyuan Sword, which cuts down demons and evil spirits, is worthy of being a spiritual sword. While Weng Ming's voice is melodious, his aura is strong.

Swords are very important to sword cultivators.

There is a widely circulated saying among sword repairers, where the sword exists, the person exists.

A very simple sentence contains the most real truth, the fairy sword is as important as life to sword repairers.

The Nie Yu Sword, a magic weapon, was a treasure that Nie Yu got when he took over as the head. After following him for so many years, he has long been connected with him.

Everyone present knew Nie Yu's sincerity in proposing marriage with his sword.

Perhaps, at the beginning, everyone just hugged. Nie Yu might have been infatuated for a while. They even thought that Fu Yunshu used some strange means.

Until this moment, everyone was shocked, Nie Yu really wanted to marry Fu Yunshu.

He loves Fu Yunshu.

Even Mu Xichen had to re-examine Nie Yu, his former senior brother.

In his opinion, Nie Yu is a man who looks gentle, with arrogance hidden in his bones, and pride fused into his bones.

Nie Yu will never fall in love with someone easily, he does not allow himself to let it go.

Unexpectedly, once he recognized his own heart, Nie Yu would be so decisive.

Mu Xichen unfolded his fan again and swayed it slowly. He followed Fu Yunshu's footsteps and walked into the demon world.

Between heaven and earth, Jiuyuan Sword stopped Weng Ming.

Nie Yu is like a jade carving, standing still.

The setting sun is a sword, a person, dyed with orange light.

The group of people who went away left only afterimages.

The demon cultivators followed behind the demon king, they were not as disciplined as the orthodox monks.

Behind the line they chatted in low voices.

Situ Chong, the guardian of the left, had a beard. In the morning, he went to the Shuixie courtyard to deliver the news in person. He naturally knew that the Demon Lord was obedient to Fu Yunshu.

Situ Chong quickly stared at Fu Yunshu with a hole in the back of his head. He couldn't figure it out, what's so good about this white chicken?Why does the devil like him?

Although his face is paler than that of the demon cultivator, his waist is so thin that it would break if he twisted it, not to mention his wrist and neck, which could be broken with two fingers.

The demon cultivator disciples behind couldn't hold back, and their voices became louder and louder.

"What's the matter with Mr. Fu? The devil dotes on him so much, and he actually flirts with the head of Liuxian sect in public?"

"What are you talking about? You are so fucking elegant. The two of you kissed each other. It's so hard to part with each other. You almost got fucked together."

"No, didn't Mr. Fu come back with us?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, what you said makes sense. Our demon king won, no matter how many hands he has, the winner counts."

"Well, you guys don't understand masculinity, ahem, I heard that men have been trained and trained, so they are more likable."

This is all messed up. The Demon King walked in front, so he might not be able to hear it. Situ Chong was furious, and turned his head and cursed: "What nonsense are you talking about? Say one more thing, the devil's pit will stay all night."

When the disciples heard this, their faces were ashen. The devil's pit is not a place for people to stay. The devil's energy is too strong there.

If they stay overnight, they will bleed from three of their seven orifices, and if they do not do it well, they will die.

The right protector, Yan Bai, has a much better temper than the left protector. His complexion is pale, as if he hasn't seen the sun all year round. He doesn't look like a demon cultivator, but a scholar who has been ill for a long time.

He coughed twice, and everyone was overjoyed, thinking that the right protector wanted to intercede for them, but who knew, he said: "If you pass on the order, if anyone talks about the devil and Mr. Fu, first take off all the clothes on your body, and take away the clothes to resist the devil." The magic weapon of Qi, go to the magic pit with bare eyes."

The disciples of Moxiu cried like ghosts and howled like wolves.

"Why?" What happened to the right guardian?Why is a person with a good temper suddenly so harsh?

The protector on the right is called Yan Luo with white face. When Xuanze was the protector on the left, he followed Xuanze.

He knows a lot about Xuan Ze and his master, and he has witnessed everything back then.How Xuanze imprisoned his master, how he endured the scolding while being imprisoned.

While owning, worrying about losing at the same time, feeling uneasy.During that time, Xuan Ze was always in a panic.

After the master died, he was sometimes sober, sometimes dazed, would suddenly cry at dusk, and would laugh foolishly in the early morning, remembering something.

One day, Protector You went to the small courtyard of Shuixie, and heard Xuan Ze calling Master Fu Yunshu.Everything suddenly became clear.

Why would Xuanze accept another person?

From the moment the waterside courtyard was built, it followed his master's preferences. Every setting and every pavilion was designed by the devil himself.

How could the Demon Lord allow others to stay in?

It turned out that Fu Yunshu was the master of the devil.

For so many years, the devil has waited hard, and finally has the result.

Back in the waterside courtyard, Fu Yunshu felt tired and took off his shoes and socks.He lay flat on the bed, his eyes slightly squinted, he didn't want to do anything, he didn't want to think, he just wanted to lie quietly, couldn't sleep, didn't want to move.

However, he was not given this chance. He had just rested for half an hour when he heard the voice of the maidservant at the door: "Devil Lord!"

Xuan Ze came, and Fu Yunshu judged it instantly.

If it was Bi Lan, she wouldn't come to him at this time.

Bi Lan will definitely give him time to rest, only Xuan Ze can be so impatient.

"Bang!" With a sound, the door was pushed open vigorously. The force was too great, and the door still had stamina. Plop, plop, and the door was knocked back a few times.

Fu Yunshu rubbed the center of his brows, propped his head up, and looked sideways at the door.

Xuan Ze was dressed in black, his face was full of blackness, and he looked in a very bad mood. "Master, you..."

Xuan Ze spoke angrily, and saw that Fu Yunshu was only wearing a thin nightgown. Because of the heat, the nightgown was not long and the style was loose. In his posture, a large piece of delicate and smooth skin on his chest was exposed.

Delicate clavicle, sunken outline, very attractive.

Fu Yunshu's brown hair is untied, pouring down on her shoulders, white and brown, the color is extremely beautiful, and the charm is extraordinary.

He has the innocence of a teenager and the charm of a mature man.

After careful inspection, Fu Yunshu's eyes contained too much, which was completely different from his fresh and tender appearance. Those eyes were open-minded, natural, and as deep as the sea.

Xuan Ze suddenly choked and stuttered: "Master, Master..."

"What's the matter? It's so late, I'm sleepy." Fu Yunshu's voice became a little hoarse, and it sounded a lot softer.

Xuanze's anger was extinguished even more. He walked to the bed and looked directly at Fu Yunshu: "Master, listen to them..."

Pressing his lips with a finger, that finger was moist, Fu Yunshu's hoarse voice sounded in his ears: "Xuan Ze, good boy! If you have anything to say, we can talk about it tomorrow, okay? I'm tired today."

Xuan Ze turned his face sideways, Fu Yunshu was too close to him.

A fresh fragrance rushed over, maybe it was the fragrance of flowers, or it was like the fragrance of grass, which belonged only to Fu Yunshu.

Fu Yunshu's eyelashes are so long, slender and thick, every time they shake, they are like the wings of a bird about to fly high, trembling and pitiful.

Xuan Ze finally recovered his voice, "Okay."

His heart was already out of control. He sat on the chair in Fu Yunshu's room and looked aside blankly. He couldn't refuse Fu Yunshu.

As long as it doesn't involve Master's life, he can rely on Master for everything.

When the master spoke in a soft voice, Xuan Ze only felt his whole body go numb, and he only hoped that this numbness would never fade away.

Xuan Ze sat on the chair, not daring to move, even the eyeballs were well controlled.

Until Fu Yunshu stopped turning over and his breathing gradually became longer, Xuan Ze first blew out the faint blue flame, and then tiptoed to Fu Yunshu's bed.

The moonlight fell on him, and he could clearly see more spring colors from the collar that made people blush and heartbeat, but Xuan Ze didn't dare to look deeply, he just fixed his eyes on Fu Yunshu's face.

Master's brows were slightly frowned, and he didn't sleep well.

Xuan Ze stretched out two fingers, trying to smooth the frown, but stopped again, he was afraid of disturbing Fu Yunshu.

The wind outside blows the branches and leaves "shuashua", Xuanze thinks of 20 years ago through the silhouette on the paper window.

At that time, he imprisoned Master.

After the master fought Yutian, his body and spiritual consciousness were severely injured. The pain in his body and the backlash from his spiritual consciousness made him sleepless all night.

The master couldn't sleep, turned around all night, had a bad temper, scolded him, and hit him with things, but Xuan Ze didn't say a word.

At that time, Fu Yunshu had only one thought, to live in such an ugly and painful way, it would be better to die.This is the only thing Xuanze can't agree to.

The devil world is very hot, Xuan Ze kept waving the fan for Master until Master fell into a light sleep.

Xuanze likes the way Master is asleep the most.Comfortable, quiet, quiet.

There is no confrontation between the two, no restraint and being restrained, only time passing quietly.

For Xuanze, they have experienced too many disputes.

Worse than the dispute is the long wait.

18 years is so long, he has waited, why bother about this moment.

Xuan Ze picked up the fan familiarly and waved it lightly. In these years, when it was like a dream, he came to the built waterside courtyard more than once, fanning the fan like this, pretending that the master is still there, and the master is so hot Unable to fall asleep, he shook the fan slowly.

When Fu Yunshu woke up, he felt something hanging on his arm. He opened his eyes and saw that it was a fan.

Xuanze was holding a fan in his hand, and his mind was resting heavily on the side of his bed.

Fu Yunshu moved his arm, and Xuan Ze was awakened immediately.He grabbed Fu Yunshu's arm, "Master, can we talk now?"

Fu Yunshu sighed quietly: "What do you want to talk about?"

"I've heard about Nie Yu."

"Ah."

Xuanze: "He proposed?"

"Ah."

"Master rejected him?"

Fu Yunshu still said in one word: "Yes."

"He kissed you." Xuan Ze's eyes were burning.

Fu Yunshu didn't know how to respond, for a moment, a strong arm wrapped around Fu Yunshu's shoulders and pressed him on the bed.

"Master, I want to kiss you, your lips can only leave my mark."

Just after waking up, Fu Yunshu's body was still stiff and his mind was in a daze.

He could only react instinctively and push back.

Xuanze's strength was too great, like a beast, the hand he held on Fu Yunshu's arm almost crushed his bones.

A man driven by desire has no reason.

For one night, he was the one who gave Master the greatest tolerance.

Xuanze's lips fell on Fu Yunshu's earrings, soft and sweet, the blood in Xuanze's whole body flowed rapidly, and his heart was beating wildly.

He can't lose his master, this person is his, Nie Yu can't take it away, and he can't covet it!