Immortal Monarch and Demon Venerable are all my vests

"Unexpectedly, in Lidu, there are still people who dare to tell such a story."

A slight breeze blows from the carved wooden window, and the bead curtain shakes slightly, making tinkling sounds.When the wind died down, a figure appeared silently outside the curtain.

He asked gently: "Can I come in, Mu Xuan?"

"roll."

After a brief silence, the man in the curtain answered him calmly but extremely bluntly.

With a faint smile, the other party lifted the curtain and entered.

Tsing Yi with arrow sleeves and high black hair, the moment this person stepped into the private seat and raised his eyes, Xu Rong suddenly lowered his head with a "woo" and covered his eyes with his hands.

What a strong sword intent!

Yin Lang's eyes suddenly turned cold, he flicked his sleeves and stopped in front of Xu Rong, flicked his three fingers and then sent first to intercept the invisible sword energy, "Bully my apprentice, treat me as a display?"

Feng Jiangcheng's smile froze for a moment, his eyes looking at Xu Rong became colder, and he lowered his voice in disbelief, "You lost your temper with me because of a little disciple?"

After staring at Yin Lang for a long time, he didn't intend to withdraw his hand, Feng Jiangcheng's face darkened, he stomped the jade wine glass on the table, and raised his hand to grab Xu Rong with all five fingers, but he was about to strike at a disagreement!

Yin Lang blocked with a backhand, raised his hand and pushed Xu Rong to the window, and started to fight Feng Jiangcheng.

Neither of them intended to wreak havoc, and neither of them drew their swords out of their sheaths, and used the capture skills of mortal warriors in the small area of ​​the private seat.Yin Lang took a few punches to see the defeated image, feeling the change and flow of spiritual energy in the air, but Feng Jiangcheng's expression changed one after another, and finally sneered, "I said why this time the temper is even worse, it turns out that the wings are hardened, and I want to fly .”

Yin Lang retorted, "It can't compare to Elder Feng, who is the only one in heaven and earth."

Feng Jiangcheng snorted coldly, and his moves became more and more ruthless, every move was aimed at Xu Rong's fatal place, but if he made a serious move, he would definitely end up dying on the spot.

The more Yin Lang defended Xu Rong, the more Feng Jiangcheng regarded him as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh.

The fight between the two Transcending Tribulation Stages was enough to tie their hands and feet, but Xu Rong was still oppressed by the pressure they inadvertently emanated, and was about to fall out of the window.

Feng Jiangcheng said: "It's useless for you to accept it. If I don't recognize it for a day, this kid will never want to be included in the wall of my sword."

Yin Lang retorted, "Who wants to enter your family's stinky and long pedigree? Since I am independent, my disciples are just my disciples. What does it have to do with your surname Feng?"

Since 'Shen Muxuan' entered the tribulation stage, he had no plan to endure Fengjiang City any longer, but unexpectedly, the other party was not provoked at all, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up after hearing this.It is very light and light, but its complacent expression cannot be mistaken.

He said, "But Mu Xuan, as long as you don't let go as a teacher, your name will always be written next to me."

Click.

Xu Rong crushed the wooden bracket of the window.

There was a roar of applause downstairs, covering up the already subtle sound of fighting for a while.

The storyteller finished talking about the lingering and unrequited love between Shen Hua and the two of them, smiled and accepted a wave of bounties, searched for a few scripts requested by the employer in his heart, cleared his throat and spoke again.

"...The flames of war lasted for thousands of days. Shen Xianjun held his sword and charged all the way into the Supreme Palace, and pushed open the gate of the Prison Palace covered in blood. The venerable Yin leaned against the wall of the palace and looked at him. I slowly stretched out my hand, 'You are finally here...'"

Click.

Xu Rong broke half of the carved window.

The atmosphere in Fengjiang City was chaotic.

Yin Lang's slightly cold eyes gradually warmed up, and he bent his lips, "Oh, it's a big deal, I'm going to join Venerable Yin with the Tianji Sword, and I want to see who jumps up first."

For the crime of treason, even Feng Jiangcheng has no reason to prevent Shen Muxuan's name from being crossed out from the list of disciples of the Taihua Immortal Sect.

"you--"

It's not that Feng Jiangcheng has never doubted the identity of Yin Lang, the Seventh Demon Lord.The timing of his appearance was too coincidental, it happened to be more than ten years after Yin Jiuxuan's death, and it happened to coincide with Shen Muxuan's first mission to go out.

Most importantly, he called himself Yin.

but……

Ninety percent of the injuries on the child who returned from serious injuries were caused by Feng's unique skills, so he will never admit his mistake.

Feng Jiangcheng suddenly withdrew his hands and retreated outside the curtain. While the shadow of the curtain was shaking, his tone softened again, "Muxuan, we haven't seen each other for decades. It's too hurtful to confront each other like this."

"Heh, we actually still have feelings for each other?"

The bead curtain blocked each other's faces, Yin Lang couldn't see Feng Jiangcheng's expression, and he was unwilling to show weakness first and use his aura.I only heard Feng Jiangcheng still holding a gentle tone, "I was the one who went too far just now. It's your business to accept apprentices, and there is absolutely no reason for me to say anything. It's just that it's not good for the child to say it without a name. Now that you are done with your business, you will bring your little disciple here as a teacher, and include him in the roster of disciples of this lineage."

Shen Muxuan stared straight at the blurry figure that appeared between the slightly swaying bead curtains, without saying a word, but from Xu Rong's perspective, he found that his frowning brows were slightly loosened.

Feng Jiangcheng continued, "As a teacher, I have heard Fuxuan say that this child's life is bitter. It is indeed a terrible fate to lose his father and mother overnight and let others bully him. You are kind-hearted, so your heart is softer. There is nothing incomprehensible."

Xu Rong crushed the other half of the carved window expressionlessly.

He ground his teeth and persuaded in a low voice, "Master, you don't need to do it for me...I don't care about this."

"No need. This child is not a seedling for sword practice. It would be a waste to bring it to you, so stop here. You go back to your cave, and I will take my apprentice to stay in my Tianji Peak. Don't come to recruit me, it's already done." It's luck." Shen Muxuan's tone was still cold, and he refused simply and neatly, but there was less initial hostility.

Feng Jiangcheng was sensitive to this change, and slightly curled the corner of his lower lip, "Okay, there's nothing you can't agree to as a teacher. It's just that you have to agree to me—"

Shen Muxuan interrupted him, "Feng Jiangcheng, we know each other well. If you say a few more words, I'm not sure I can hold back my sword."

Feng Jiangcheng's unfinished words were blocked back.

This is a busy city, which restricts both Shen Muxuan and him. There was a sword fight in Lidu, and Li Baisu had to fight him desperately after returning.

Not worth it.

"It's just that I haven't seen you for a long time. As a teacher, I really miss you." He swallowed all the words he wanted to say and ask, pinched the limit of Shen Muxuan's patience, and whispered softly, "It's just some incompetent magicians. Xuan will solve it soon, and I will wait for you at the sect with Lan'er as my teacher."

The cyan figure disappeared outside the bead curtain, and the jade lamp on the table, together with the traces of the fight, also disappeared at the same time, as clean as if this person had never appeared before.

"Master..." Xu Rong stepped forward cautiously and wanted to ask something, suddenly there was a loud noise from the roof, fine wood chips fell, and the bright sky leaked in, and the people downstairs suddenly turned their backs.

Looking up, there was a long and narrow crack on the top of the restaurant. The sword energy was strong, and the edge of the crack was smooth and neat. It didn't look like it was split by a sword from afar.

Yin Lang walked quickly to the edge of the railing and looked down. Sure enough, the stage where the storyteller was sitting was completely destroyed.

He turned his head to look at the erratic white clouds in the sky outside the window, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

This sword seemed to help him eliminate the storyteller first, but it was actually a warning from Feng Jiangcheng.

——Even if you enter the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, you can't easily get out of the master's control.

He glanced at the turbulent lobby again, turned and left.

"Master..." After trotting for a few hundred meters, Xu Rong gently tugged on his sleeve.

Shen Muxuan glanced at him sideways, exhaled lightly, shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Xu Rong was so curious that he scratched his head, but he didn't want to touch Shen Muxuan's sad matter, so he asked obliquely, "Master, Feng... Elder came to Lidu at this time, isn't it afraid that you may misunderstand that Feng's matter has nothing to do with him?" ?”

"I don't think much of it."

He twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a somewhat funny expression in anger, and said in a very flat tone, "In all fairness, he did treat me very well. Everything Feng did was behind his back. Twice paws, because they themselves know very well that Fengshi and I, Fengjiang City will always choose me."

Xu Rong felt sour when he heard that, even though he knew that the relationship between Shen Muxuan and Fengjiangcheng could never be repaired, and Yu Sheng was an enemy rather than a friend, he still panicked with jealousy because of this kind of trust.

"Then why did he withdraw from outside the curtain to talk to you?" Xu Rong was especially puzzled by this point.

What is the difference between a bead curtain and no bead curtain for a cultivator?To prevent Shen Muxuan from getting too angry looking at that face and rushing forward with his sword?

Shen Muxuan's footsteps stopped suddenly, Xu Rong looked up at him in puzzlement.

"Because what I hate most is when people stare at my face."

When he said this, his tone and emotion were the same as usual, even with some joking jokes, but Xu Rong's entire back was instantly wet with sweat, and he lowered his head suddenly.

Then someone patted his head, "Don't be so cowardly, disciple, if someone sees you, you'll think I'm going to do something to you."

He didn't bring up this topic, Xu Rong also pretended that he hadn't asked, and followed behind obediently, not even daring to ask where he was going.

In his heart, he chewed over and over again Shen Muxuan's various performances and states after Feng Jiangcheng appeared.

There is no doubt that Shen Muxuan hated Fengjiang City extremely.

This disgust was so serious that he couldn't even maintain a calm mood and talk to the other party for more than half a moment.

I am so disgusted that a pure and upright disciple like Shen Muxuan, who can be taught by a famous and upright school, completely ignores the ethics of "heaven, earth, monarch, parent, teacher", and speaks harsh words and draws his sword to the teacher who taught and raised him.

He has no doubts about Shen Muxuan's character, so what did Feng Jiangcheng do to force Shen Muxuan, who can be said to be a good guy in his bones, to show a completely different temperament to everything that is extremely related to this person?

Xu Rong carefully pondered the information revealed in Feng Jiangcheng's few words and deeds. He wondered if only the same kind could detect the attribute bonus of the same kind. In a flash of inspiration, he actually speculated a great possibility.

——Feng Jiangcheng has the same thoughts as Shen Muxuan!

He killed himself after Shen Muxuan clearly expressed his intention to defend himself.

Between the lines of his later words were full of malice towards himself and his parents.

As soon as Shen Muxuan had the tendency to become furious, he quickly stopped his hands and retreated outside the curtain to keep the opponent's anger at a point where he was on the verge of erupting but would not draw his sword seriously.

Feng Jiangcheng raised Shen Muxuan himself, so no one can understand Shen Muxuan's temperament better than him.

Even Shen Muxuan who had turned against him.

He likes this person, so he does not allow anyone other than himself to approach this person.

The moment Xu Rong came to these two conclusions, Xu Rong felt his brain explode with a bang.

The eruption of an indescribably strong possessive desire is a thousand times stronger than hearing the so-called immortals and immortals come together through all kinds of difficulties and dangers!

how come!how come!

This person is my treasure, how can I allow other people to covet it!

kill them!Whether it's Hua Qilan, Feng Lan or Feng Jiangcheng, kill these opponents who dare to snatch his treasures!

He didn't know that he looked up and stared at Shen Muxuan closely, and he didn't know how obvious the burning possessiveness in his eyes was at this moment.

"That's it."

I don't know when he stopped, and the snow-clothed man who turned around under the tree tilted his head, showing an undisguised malicious smile. At this moment, he seemed to be separated from this noble body, revealing a malicious expression. Mo Mei's true face.

"Be angry, let me see what the so-called 'Child of Destiny' can do for your 'love'?"