After losing his memory, he was with his old enemy

Pirate ship?

Qi Ling really didn't understand, he really just wanted to repay a favor.

The rope in his hand had spiritual power, Qi Ling couldn't break free, and was in a passive situation. He sighed, looked at the little head beside him, and thought that although he didn't like this child, in the end, this child didn't do anything. What, the people from the Precept Court arrested people indiscriminately, and in the end they made Xiao Yuan implicated.

But what surprised him was that Xiao Yuan didn't seem to be afraid at all, and even raised his head to look at him.

Qi Ling thought to himself: You will cry later.

He saw the clothes of the people in the Qingjieyuan, all of them had swords on their backs, and they were dressed like gentlemen in white robes, and he remembered the appearance of the peddlers running away just now, thinking that he just heard the name of the Qingjieyuan , you know this is not a good place.

Qingjieyuan is located in the northwest of Qianhe Mountain, which is far away from other peaks, and it is a secluded place.

The feeling of flying Yujian was very strange, Qi Ling felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, he didn't even dare to look down, he nodded at the person from the Qingjieyuan in front of him, and couldn't help saying: "This... this fairy , can you fly slower?"

The man said, "Why so much nonsense?"

Qi Ling kept silent, but he felt uncomfortable.

If you spit it out later, you will spit it all on this little fairy.

Xiao Yuan obediently stood between Qi Ling and that fairy, those people saw that he was a child and didn't tie his hands, Xiao Yuan held Qi Ling's clothes firmly, Qi Ling couldn't help but said: "You child, Stop grabbing my clothes!"

It's already very broken, if you hold it again, it will be gone!

Xiao Yuan raised his head and blinked at him, "I'm afraid."

Qi Ling: "..."

He thought to himself: I don't think you look scared at all.

His stomach began to churn, and Qi Ling's feet trembled, as if he was about to stand still at any moment. Xiao Yuan, who was closest to his leg, buried his head and smiled, and then hugged Qi Ling's leg.

"Ah hello!" Qi Ling was startled, and just about to break free, the blade of the sword tilted, and he almost lost his balance, "You you...you go and pull that little fairy!"

The fairy in front couldn't stand Qi Ling either, and said angrily, "Be quiet!"

Qi Ling felt wronged: "Brother! Please fly slower..."

Xianjun scolded: "Why fly slowly? I will fly with the master! I said you are a monk who is afraid of heights, why can't you come to Jinyang City?"

Qi Ling paused for a moment, looked at the people around him who had been arrested like him, and joked: "...Come and learn from them, cheating on Lingshi."

Xianjun: "..."

But he said in his heart: How do I know why I appeared in Jinyang City?

Since brother Yang and this little fairy both said that he is a monk, why is he still afraid of heights?He couldn't get used to the feeling of flying while standing on the sword.

Qi Ling thought to himself: Could it be that he was a medicine cultivator before?

A sternness flashed in Xiao Yuan's eyes, and he hugged Qi Ling's trembling legs tightly.

Xindao: Because you are the high priest of this Demon Lord, you have been afraid of heights since you were a child, and you would fight with your legs whenever you stood up, and you have never dared to learn how to control a sword.

When Qi Ling arrived at the Qing Jieyuan, he felt that half his life was about to die. He retched while holding the stone lion at the door, he didn't eat anything, he could only spit out some sour water.

All the monks and merchants who were arrested around him looked at him, and silently quickened their pace.

Qi Ling: "..."

He could only comfort himself: It's not uncommon for monks to faint with swords, it's really nothing to look at.

Xiao Yuan was the only one who watched him vomit from beginning to end, Qi Ling: "...You child, why do you have so many eccentricities?"

For a while, I like to pull his clothes and hug his thighs, and for a while, I look at him**

Xiao Yuan blinked: "...Huh?"

Qi Ling: "..."

"Brother Qi!!"

As soon as Qi Ling stepped into the gate of the Qing Jieyuan, he heard a familiar voice, Qi Ling turned his head to the side, and as expected, Yang Pingzhu was also arrested.

Yang Pingzhu: "Brother Qi! Why were you arrested too?"

Qi Ling: "...Ask you."

Xiao Yuan glared at Yang Pingzhu, then hugged Qi Ling's thigh.

Yang Pingzhu laughed and said, "It's an accident. Eh? Who is this kid?"

Yang Pingzhu seemed to have noticed that Qi Ling's clothes were torn at this time. Seeing his white legs, his face changed, "Ah! Brother Qi, you look like this... no, it's not good..."

Yang Pingzhu was sure that after he said this sentence, he immediately felt two killing intents.

One is undoubtedly from Qi Ling, but there is no way to judge the other.He saw that the child became even more serious, hanging directly on Qi Ling's lap, as if he was protecting him with his body.

Qi Ling smiled with killing intent: "Brother Yang, you are so immoral..."

Yang Pingzhu choked, "Just kidding, kidding hahaha...Brother Qi, you haven't answered my question yet, what's the kid's name?"

Qi Ling was trying to get Xiao Yuan off his body, but when Xiao Yuan saw Yang Pingzhu approaching, he kept hanging on Qi Ling as if he saw a robber who wanted to snatch his big treasure.

Yang Pingzhu's mind was wide open: "...Brother Qi, this can't be your illegitimate son?"

Qi Ling gave up struggling, his hands were tied, he really couldn't fight this kid, Xiao Yuan turned his head, and glared at Yang Pingzhu: "You're an illegitimate child!"

This is his high priest!It's not his father!

Yang Pingzhu was sure, and there was still a murderous intent emanating from this child who "protected his father".

"Quiet me up! What is the Prison Court? It's here to punish those who don't follow the rules and deceive people, not to chat with you!"

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, and saw many monks surrounded by the sky. They gradually descended with their swords, and finally stopped just in front of Qi Ling.

Yang Pingzhu reminded in a low voice: "Looking at this person's appearance, he should be the dean of the Qing Jie Yuan, Song Deng."

Qi Ling recognized that the person speaking was the one who arrested him, Xiao Yuan also recognized him, Qi Ling thought he was afraid, and felt that the person on his body hugged him tighter.

Qi Ling: "Is it fierce?"

Yang Pingzhu was very pertinent: "It's fierce."

Song Deng was wearing a blue coat unique to the Qing Jie Yuan, he glanced sharply at the crowd below, finally settled on Qi Ling, and frowned.

In broad daylight, disheveled and disheveled, and even spoiled young children who were not deeply involved in the world.

What a disgrace to the monk!

Not knowing why, Qi Ling tilted his head, why did he always feel that the dean of the Qingjie Academy looked at him in the wrong way?

The killing intent is about to rush over!

Song Deng: "Old rules, according to the severity of the mistakes made and the number of cheated spirit stones, the divisions will be distributed!"

After finishing speaking, someone immediately said: "Yes!"

The crowd below immediately became agitated, some shouted for injustice, and some tried to escape.

Qi Ling thought to himself, what are you calling injustice?He's the one who's really wronged. Well, he obviously didn't do anything and was misunderstood by everyone.

Seeing those monks walking towards them, Yang Pingzhu couldn't help asking: "Brother Qi, aren't you afraid?"

Qi Ling didn't answer, he didn't know what punishments the Qing Jieyuan had, and he didn't know what to be afraid of.

Seeing Qi Ling's calm face, Song Deng said, "Give this person to me."

Qi Ling felt the person on his leg stiffen, then turned his head in the other direction, and tugged on his clothes a few times.

Xiao Yuan's eyes were dim, and he thought: This guy has mediocre qualifications, how dare he rob my high priest?If it wasn't for the deity's temporary loss of spiritual power due to the glazed arrow, he would have cut you into pieces long ago!

Of course Qi Ling didn't see Xiao Yuan's murderous eyes, but heard Yang Pingzhu wailing beside him, "Brother Qi! Being caught by the dean, you've done me a disservice!"

Qi Ling: "...how do you mean?"

Who hurt who first?

Yang Pingzhu knew that he was in the wrong, so he simply turned his eyes and looked at Song Deng nervously, thinking that if he pretended to be pitiful, maybe the dean would be gentle.

Song Deng said: "Let's go."

Qi Ling was taken aback, and his expression almost changed again: "Ah? Where are you going?"

You don't want Yujian again, do you?

Song Deng turned around, pointed at the room behind him, and said coldly, "Punishment."

Qi Ling hung an oil bottle, and stood there for a long time in a daze.

Qi Ling: "Xiao Yuan, should you come down?"

Xiao Yuan was a little bit reluctant, but finally got off Qi Ling.

Yang Pingzhu beside him had already shaken into a sieve, Qi Ling saw him like this, and said: "Brother Yang, you don't need to do this, do you?"

Yang Pingzhu secretly glanced at Song Deng who was meditating with his eyes closed, covered his mouth and said in a low voice: "You are stupid! It must not be easy to become the dean! The method of torture must be one of the best!"

Qi Ling: "...Oh."

Maybe he really lost his mind. For some reason, he looked at Song Deng's eyes and felt that there was no killing intent.This person didn't look as cruel and terrifying as Yang Pingzhu said.

Qi Ling asked Xiao Yuan: "Aren't you afraid?"

Xiao Yuan snorted softly, "Cowards are afraid."

He is a majestic demon, how could he be afraid of such a little guy?What's more, as a child, Song Deng is also a righteous person, so he shouldn't embarrass a child who has no strength to restrain a chicken, right?

Yang Pingzhu, who was on the side, heard Xiao Yuan's words and expressed that he was offended, coughed twice, and forcibly pretended not to be afraid.

Song Deng over there slowly opened his eyes and asked, "Are you ready?"

"Ready." Qi Ling asked, "How do you want to punish him?"

Yang Pingzhu held his breath.

Song Deng: "Fight with me."

Qi Ling: "...Huh?"

He looked at Yang Pingzhu and winked: Is this punishment?

Yang Pingzhu didn't know either. After all, he had only heard the name of the Qing Jieyuan. It was said that the punishment methods in it were very scary. He hadn't experienced it himself. He blinked and said yes, brother Qi, you heard it right, Play a game with him.

Qi Ling pursed his lips: I can't.

Yang Pingzhu stared: Then this...

Qi Ling frowned: You dragged me into the pit.

Xiao Yuan chuckled: Heh.

Yang Pingzhu gritted his teeth: Then I... me?

Qi Ling nodded.

Song Deng: "Are you ready?"

"Okay!" Qi Ling raised his hand happily, and showed Song Deng the wounds on his body, "But look, Dean, I'm full of wounds all over my body, I'm afraid I'll fall down without punching twice, Can I ask Brother Yang to take over this competition for me?"

Yang Pingzhu trembled silently, didn't say anything, didn't dare to look at anything.

Song Deng glanced at Yang Pingzhu, saw that his bones looked good, and responded, "Okay!"

The duel between the two began.

Qi Ling and Xiao Yuan were sitting on the side, Qi Ling: "Brother Yang, don't shake your legs!"

Yang Pingzhu: "..."

Yang Pingzhu: "Principal, as long as the competition with you is over, is it considered that the punishment is over?"

Song Deng nodded.

Yang Pingzhu: "...you can start now."

As soon as the words fell, Song Deng rushed towards him, Yang Pingzhu didn't dodge a punch, and was knocked down to the ground.Song Deng didn't give him a chance to breathe, and the second blow was about to pass. Yang Pingzhu came to his senses this time, and rolled to one side, successfully avoiding it.

Qi Ling took a deep breath, as if he was the one who was hurting, "Xiao Yuan, do you think Brother Yang can win?"

Xiao Yuan: "Hmph."

The situation in Yang Pingzhu is not optimistic, Qi Ling continued to talk to himself, "I think he...uh..."

Xiao Yuan's expression froze, and he turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Qi Ling covered his head and opened his eyes to look at Song Deng and Yang Pingzhu. For some reason, just for a moment, a scene of Song Deng fighting Yang Pingzhu appeared in his mind that had never happened before.But when he opened his eyes to see, it was Song Deng's next move.

Song Deng has his own set of exercises in the Qingjie Academy, but no one knows about it. Yang Pingzhu was originally a mediocre level, and now he couldn't figure out the number of Song Deng's moves, and suffered a lot of injuries.

Song Deng had no tendency to release water. After a roundabout, he immediately hit Yang Pingzhu. Yang Pingzhu had made mistakes in his judgment several times, and he was even more at a loss at this moment.

Qi Ling said: "To the left!"

Yang Pingzhu was stunned by the beating, he didn't even think about hearing Qi Ling's words, he turned sideways and shrank down to the left, barely avoiding Song Deng's moves.

Song Deng glanced at Qi Ling, thinking that Qi Ling guessed right by luck, and continued to attack Yang Pingzhu.

Yang Pingzhu was happy to avoid that blow just now, but he didn't expect Song Deng to be so strong that he wouldn't even be given a chance to breathe.

Qi Ling said again: "Take three steps back and dodge to the upper right!"

Yang Pingzhu retreated according to his words, avoiding the vital point again.

Xiao Yuan stood beside Qi Ling, his eyes flashed a little deep.

The High Priest's power of prediction came out unintentionally at this time, which really made that kid cheap.

Every attack of Song Deng was easily dodged by Yang Pingzhu under Qi Ling's prompt. In the end, Yang Pingzhu was able to seize the gap to attack Song Deng, but he just dodged them one by one.

Suddenly, Song Deng pretended to attack Yang Pingzhu again, and Qi Ling concentrated his attention to make another prediction, but unexpectedly, Song Deng suddenly withdrew his spiritual power halfway, turned around and attacked Qi Ling!

Yang Pingzhu: "Brother Qi!"

Xiao Yuan's eyes darkened, and he hugged Qi Ling's leg tightly again. Qi Ling was about to back up, but now his leg weighed a thousand catties, so there was no time to dodge it.

Not long after he woke up, he thought that if he was really a monk before, he would not have no spiritual power at all. Thinking like this, he exhausted all his strength and planned to give it a try.

Who would have thought that when he somehow moved, a red light flashed in his eyes, and an incomparably powerful spiritual force appeared from his body, centered on him, and rushed towards the surroundings in a ring shape.

Seeing this, Song Deng's expression changed, and he turned over and leaned back before avoiding it.

Xiao Yuan, a larva that has temporarily lost its spiritual power, really couldn't withstand the spiritual impact of the high priest, but he seemed to grow on him, and even when his body was about to be knocked out, he still held onto it tightly. Qi Ling's clothes.

There was another "stab", and Qi Ling's already torn clothes became even more pitiful.

The building in the punishment courtyard was impacted by this powerful spiritual force, and cracked, and rocks fell down like rain. In just a few seconds, a hole in the sky collapsed on top.

Qi Ling watched the sudden situation, but before he realized that it was done by him, he heard Yang Pingzhu's voice from above.

Yang Pingzhu held his sword, "Brother Qi!"

Qi Ling suddenly realized what to do: "No way!"

Xiao Yuan was still hanging on his lap, Qi Ling was grabbed by Yang Pingzhu, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the Qingjieyuan was already under his feet, and it was getting smaller and smaller.

He had nothing to love in his life, and he cried bitterly: "I want to go to heaven again!!"