Uncle, a sick beauty dressed as a black lotus

Ye Qingyi was restrained by Su Mengze and couldn't move.

Su Mengze's grip on his wrist was painful, but what made him feel even more uncomfortable was what Su Mengze said. "Didn't I explain the reason for postponing the engagement to you?" Ye Qingyi struggled, "Meng Zejun, what are you doing? Let me go..."

Su Mengze shook his head, stared at Ye Qingyi sharply, and said gently and oppressively: "Qingyi, don't be afraid, I'm not a disciple like Liu Wuhai, and I won't do anything to hurt you. I just Scared, very scared, I noticed that you are getting farther and farther away from me, I tried my best to chase, but I couldn't shorten the distance between you and me by half an inch, Qing Yi, tell me, what happened to you?"

Ye Qingyi was speechless, he held on stubbornly for a while, but in the end he couldn't resist the muscular Su Mengze, his body went limp, and he collapsed on the bed.

Realizing that the person under him was no longer able to struggle, Su Mengze was overjoyed, and the force holding Ye Qingyi loosened a bit. He put one elbow on Ye Qingyi's ear, and one hand on Ye Qingyi's face. Gently stroking his neck, just like that, he could clearly feel his blood boiling.

After all, what he was facing was such a beautiful face and such a soft body.

Beautiful and cold, yet powerless to fight back, even he, who has always regarded himself as a gentleman, couldn't help but want to crush her under him and ruthlessly trample him.

But he knew that he couldn't, he had to suppress the desire in his heart, otherwise, it would frighten his Qingyi.

Thinking of this, Su Mengze gradually calmed down, let go of Ye Qingyi completely, and just gently held Ye Qingyi's hand.

"Qingyi, I'm sorry, I'm confused." Su Mengze looked remorseful, "I'm really afraid, afraid that you will leave me, that's why..."

He sighed hesitantly, and muttered to himself: "You know what? I have always missed the time when we were young and ignorant. At that time, although you were weak, you were healthy, smart and kind. Lively and smart, Daoist Cang Qi dotes on you, and us elder brothers also pampered you. At that time, you were especially attached to me, and you always looked at me with light in your eyes.

Later, the all-powerful Brother Xi went astray and his soul was scattered. The few of us who are the masters are the masters, and the peak masters are the peak masters. It seems that the scenery is boundless, but in fact we are lonely.Qingyi, I really hope that you can stay by my side and support me, but you keep avoiding me, not only avoiding me, but even the light in your eyes that looked at me has disappeared, I really want to know , why did that beam of light disappear, or in other words, who did you give that beam of light to?

Is it Hua Zichen, or Eucommia?Or the owner of Silver Leaf Villa?Or, someone else..."

Su Mengze's voice became lower and lower as he spoke, and at the end, his tone already had a hint of pleading. He is the master of the cultivation world who holds the palm seal of the immortal sect and controls the immortal sect in the world. Extraordinary.

But for some reason, Ye Qingyi's heart, which was always easy to soften, was not moved by Su Mengze's words at all.

He looked at Su Mengze's handsome and extraordinary face, and his heart was calm: "Meng Zejun, you worry too much, that's why you think wildly. I'm just a precarious patient. How can you make my eyes shine?"

"So, you have me in your heart, right?" Su Mengze asked aggressively eager to prove something, "Tell me, do you have me in your heart, Qing Yi, I just want you to answer this question..."

Ye Qingyi's brows were tightly frowned, and his eyes were filled with worries. Seeing that he was silent, Su Mengze became even more anxious, and tightened his grip on Ye Qingyi's hand. Ye Qingyi was in pain and couldn't help snorting: "Let go ..."

Su Mengze's Adam's apple rolled, and seeing Ye Qingyi's face turn pale with pain, he was half guilty, half happy, he let go of Ye Qingyi's hand, hugged Ye Qingyi in his arms uncontrollably, and untied it little by little. Removed Ye Qingyi's belt.

Ye Qingyi was shocked: "Meng Zejun, what are you doing?"

Su Mengze remained silent and continued to untie Ye Qingyi's belt.

Ye Qingyi panicked, struggled to hold down Su Mengze's hand, quickly formed seals, and slashed towards Su Mengze's face.

Su Mengze seemed to be prepared, and built a barrier in front of him, easily dispelling Ye Qingyi's spiritual power. He looked at Ye Qingyi with a sneer, tied Ye Qingyi's belt with one hand, and said sarcastically: "Just try you, you're slapping me hard. I already have the answer I want."

Ye Qingyi paled in shock and anger.

He and Su Mengze looked at each other with serious thoughts, they were silent and the atmosphere was depressed. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door several times: "Uncle? Dare I ask if the uncle's adoptive father is in the uncle's room?"

Is it Xuan Moxiao's voice? !

Ye Qingyi glanced at Su Mengze who had a frosty face, and was about to answer when Xuan Moxiao pushed the door open and walked in.

"Master uncle, adoptive father." Xuan Moxiao walked slowly to his bed, and said calmly, "I have something important to look for adoptive father, so I rushed in here in a moment of impatience. I hope master uncle will not blame you."

Ye Qingyi was lying on the bed in a stiff posture, his face was pale and frightened, Xuan Moxiao didn't look at Ye Qingyi, but clenched his fists tightly, as if he wanted to drill a hole in his palm .

Su Mengze adjusted Ye Qingyi's clothes and covered him with a brocade quilt, his expression was normal, he smiled at Xuan Moxiao gently: "Why are you in such a hurry, you barged in regardless of the rules."

There was obviously a bit of reproach in these words, Xuan Moxiao frowned slightly after hearing this, lowered his eyes and cupped his hands and said: "Returning to my foster father, except for the people from the nineteen states of Dongjun, all the heads of all sects in the cultivation world have already passed away." It's all here."

"En." Su Mengze responded, "It really is a big deal, even if I want to stay with your uncle for a while, I can't."

As he spoke, he patted the back of Ye Qingyi's cold hand lightly, and said with a smile, "Qingyi, rest well, I'll come see you later."

Ye Qingyi looked at Su Mengze expressionlessly, without any response.

Su Mengze didn't mind either. After lingering for a while, he got up and said, "Mo Xiao, let's go, don't disturb your Master Ye."

"Yes." Xuan Moxiao sent Su Mengze away, and only after he disappeared from sight did he raise his eyes to look at Ye Qingyi.

Ye Qingyi lay on the bed distraught, her eyes staring blankly at the bed curtain above her head.

Xuan Moxiao's heart was like a knife stirring, he walked slowly to Ye Qingyi's bed, put Ye Qingyi's cold hands under the quilt, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, I asked Brother Rong to invite Uncle Du, Uncle, you can rest at ease."

Ye Qingyi nodded and closed his eyes.

Xuan Moxiao gritted his teeth at the moment when those twinkling and affectionate eyes closed, and stared out of the window with a gloomy gaze, and tightly clenched the jade flute in his hand.

After the Immortal Sword Conference, the heads of the various sects gathered in Lihua Palace again.

Su Mengze sat high on the cloud platform, with a graceful demeanor and a friendly smile: "Everyone is invited to come here today, because it is still a matter of evil disasters. The reason why we have been plotted by evil spirits repeatedly is because we came out of the realm of comprehension. If there is a traitor, there is no peace in the cultivation world, so the most important thing right now is to catch this traitor."

Everyone nodded in response after hearing the words: "Meng Zejun is right, we must catch this traitor!"

"This traitor killed and injured dozens of my disciples. After he is caught, I, Duan, will be the first to settle the score with him!"

"The poor will not let him go!"

"Not bad!"

Su Mengze smiled, raised his hand amidst the chatter of the crowd, and said: "Everyone is united in the same hatred, everyone is united, Su is very pleased, in order to ensure the smooth progress of this plan, in the next few days, we will I am sorry for everyone to rest and recuperate in the Lihua Palace, and I cannot return home for the time being."

"what??"

"This……"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, Duan Zi, the head of the Taixu Sect, said differently: "Dare to ask Mr. Mengze what you mean by this."

Su Mengze said lightly: "I believe that everyone has received Su's secret letter this morning, right?"

Everyone nodded in unison.

Su Mengze continued: "The contents of the secret letter, besides inviting you to come to Lihua Palace to discuss matters, also told you that tomorrow you are going to come out with the long-sealed treasure of subjugating demons and sealing demon wood, but every one of you sees For example, I told Sect Master Duan that we will secretly go to Nanluan Mountain tomorrow, and I told Elder Fan that we will secretly go to Guyuan River tomorrow. In fact, we will not go anywhere tomorrow. Drinking tea and talking in the Flower Palace, cultivating health and rest. When the evil spirits show up, I will go together to see what kind of sect it is, and show the evil spirits the way."

All the people present were shocked when they heard the words.

Although Su Mengze's words are euphemistic, the meaning is very clear. The traitor from the cultivation world is naturally a person from the cultivation world, and this person must be the leader of a certain sect, because only the leader of a faction can get in touch with Su Mengze and other people from the cultivation world. Only the core people can know the trend of the cultivation world, and they can use the value of cooperation. Tomorrow, the demon world will be silent.

Everyone never expected that Su Mengze would call the shouting together with such a purpose. It was difficult to accept it for a while, and they were a little stunned. Some older people had ugly complexions, but this was Su Mengze's intention , who dares to disobey, besides, this is indeed the fastest and most intuitive way.

"I, I'm a little confused." Tan Yuxiang narrowed his eyes and said blankly, "Meng Zejun told me in the secret letter that tomorrow I will go to Fengshenling to invite Fengyaomu, so..."

"So if those monsters appear in Fengshen Mausoleum, Sect Master Tan, you are the traitor who has been tipping off the monster clan all along." Liu Wuhen said in a thin voice.

Tan Yuxiang's small eyes widened suddenly, he waved his hands in a panic and said, "It's not me, it's not me, I don't have the courage, do I want to live?"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, knowing that they could not resist, they said one by one: "Mengze Jun is wise."

"I am willing to obey Meng Zejun's arrangement."

Su Mengze smiled when he heard the words, picked up the wine on the table, and said respectfully: "Everyone, please."

Everyone picked up the wine cups one after another: "Meng Zejun, please."

The waiters of Lihua Palace entered the palace one after another, and placed fresh melons, fruits and delicacies in front of the heads of various factions.

Su Mengsheng lightly shook the folding fan, and comforted Su Mengze: "Don't worry, all the heads, my elder brother is afraid that you are not used to living in the heads, so I have ordered my servants to arrange the residence and food according to the life preferences of the heads. For one night, just In one night, we will be able to find out the scourge that has repeatedly played tricks in the dark, and when the time comes, let's celebrate again!"

"The method is a good one, but it's a bit wicked, who came up with it?" Liu Wuhen said, crossing Erlang's legs.

Su Mengze smiled without saying a word, lowered his eyes and took a sip of his tea, while Su Mengsheng proudly puffed out his chest: "My apprentice came up with it, why? Not convinced?"

Liu Wuhen snorted, raised his eyes to look at Xuan Moxiao who was standing behind Su Mengze, and said in a strange way: "I heard that the owner of the valley also recognized a godson named Qi Huan. It’s all changed, now it’s called Xi Huan, the owner of the valley, is there such a thing?”

Xi Muhai was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, and upon hearing Liu Wuhen's words, he slowly opened his eyes and said, "There is something like this, what's the matter? Xi has no heirs under his knees, can't he accept a foster son?"

"Okay, of course." Liu Wuhen raised her beautiful eyes, "The owner of the valley is afraid that Han Jinggu will have no heirs, so it is understandable to choose a well-born apprentice as a son. Liu just finds it strange that Han Jinggu clearly There is also a descendant, why did the owner of the valley need to go to such lengths to recognize a son with a different surname as his son?"

Xi Muhai was speechless, why didn't he know that Han Jinggu had a descendant, but the reason why he adopted his great apprentice Qi Huan as his adopted son was not because of that "descendant", he would rather have Han Jinggu Don't give it to people with different surnames and don't give it to that "descendant", never!

"This is Xi's own business, Master Liu, you must have taken too much care." Xi Muhai said.

"Liu Wuhen, why are you talking so much nonsense! People love to recognize their sons, they recognize their sons, and their fathers, what does it matter to you? If you have that skill, you might as well worry about your Wanliu Villa. Look at your virtue, Nine times out of ten, the evildoer came to you!" Su Mengsheng chimed in from the side.

Liu Wuhen was choked by Xi and Su, her pretty face turned pale for a moment, she slapped the table and was about to reply, Su Mengze said softly, "Okay, okay, stop arguing, it's just a trivial matter, why bother?"

The three of them stared at each other, and ignored each other.

Xuan Moxiao glanced at Liu Wuhen's face, and his lowered eyes clenched the jade flute in his hand.

Until the evening, there was no news from outside the palace.

The heads of the sects who were waiting quietly in the Lihua Palace couldn't sit still anymore, and looked outside the palace gate from time to time, expecting the summoned disciples to appear.

"Why is there no news yet?" Su Mengsheng was also a little anxious, shaking her fan and moving on the chair, couldn't help muttering, "It can't be that something went wrong, it won't be long, and that evildoer should show up too gone."

"What's the rush?" Hua Zichen said, "It's not dark yet, those monsters always like to move around at night."

Hearing this, Su Mengze raised his head and took a look at Xuan Moxiao, but he saw that Xuan Moxiao was calm and confident.

He was a little curious for a while, could it be that this child is as amazing as his father?

Although he agreed to Xuan Moxiao's plan, he didn't think it would work. The reason why he agreed to Xuan Moxiao was just to see what the high-spirited young man would look like after trying to fail—who made him grow up? He looked so much like his father, he really wanted to see the expression of defeat and embarrassment on that face.

"Mo Xiao." Su Mengze called Xuan Mo Xiao and said, "What are you thinking about?"

Xuan Moxiao looked up at Su Mengze: "I didn't think about anything."

"Oh?" Su Mengze couldn't believe it, "Your master has started to jump, don't you worry?"

Xuan Moxiao looked into Su Mengze's eyes without any expression, as if he was contemplating, as if examining, he turned the jade flute in his hand unhurriedly, and said calmly: "Father, don't worry, Mo Xiao thinks, There will be news soon."

Su Mengze was taken aback when he heard this.

He squinted his eyes and was about to speak when a disciple of Lihua Palace ran into the main hall and said, "Master, traces of the monster race were found near Thunder Mountain!"

Everyone in the hall was stunned when they heard the words, and after thinking for a while, they all looked at Su Mengze.

"Strike Thunder Mountain? Impossible! I'm afraid you have reported the wrong news!"

Before Su Mengze could answer, Liu Wuhen flicked his long sleeves and stood up angrily.

This move is tantamount to self-reporting. For a while, everyone looked at Liu Wuhen with subtle eyes, but Su Mengsheng laughed "haha": "It seems that in the secret letter received by the owner of Liu, write down The place where the Demon Sealing Tree is located is the Jilei Mountain where the evil spirits appeared, tsk tsk tsk, I really had the foresight to see through Master Liu that you and the Yaozu were colluding with each other."

"Su Mengsheng, don't talk nonsense!" Liu Wuhen walked up to Su Mengze with a cherry-colored robe, and said sternly, "Liu's heart for the common people can be learned from the world, and he is definitely not a traitor who colluded with the monster clan! No one in the cultivation world knows that I have a blood feud with the demon world, how could I be with the enemy."

"Know people, know face, but don't know heart, one of your Liu family brothers covets your senior sister, the other covets your junior brother, each of them is not a good thing, and you can do anything despicable!" Su Mengsheng cupped his hands towards Su Mengze, " Big brother, little brother would like to take some Cangfeng disciples to Mount Jilei to find out the truth, then we will have our own conclusion."

"Junior Brother Su is right." Hua Zichen got up and said, "Meng Zejun, Zichen will go with Junior Brother Su."

Su Mengze pressed his temple, hesitated for a moment and said: "Jilei Mountain..."

"Yes, Jilei Mountain." Su Mengsheng urged, "Brother, why do you have any hesitation, give an order!"

Su Mengze glanced at Liu Wuhen calmly, and Liu Wuhen looked ashamed and indignant: "Framed! Nakedly framed! Mr. Mengze, someone took the opportunity to frame me! I am unwilling, I am unwilling!"

"Master Liu's loyalty, Su can still trust." He glanced at Xuan Moxiao, "Could it be that there was a mistake, a mistake."

Xuan Moxiao, who had been silent by the side, took a step forward: "Father, don't worry, Mo Xiao knows that this is a big matter, so the arrangements are extremely thorough, without mistakes or omissions."

After hearing this, Su Mengze was slightly surprised: "Really?"

"Brother, don't ask me any more questions!" Su Mengsheng rolled her eyes anxiously, "If we don't go there, those goblins will run away after they find out it's a trick!"

Su Mengze was silent, then nodded to Su Mengsheng: "Go."

In the sky above Jilei Mountain, three hundred miles north of Lihua Palace, a large number of cultivators gathered in an instant.

The closer it is to Jilei Mountain, the stronger the demonic aura.

Su Mengsheng was extremely excited, the folding fan turned into a long sword, and said to Hua Zichen with a serious face: "Senior brother, if you don't want to do it for a while, don't do it, let me kill a few goblins, have a good time!"

Hua Zichen snorted softly, swiped his long sword, and drove the thunder rolling in the clouds towards the monster-like Jilei Mountain.

The dark and magnificent Mount Jilei suddenly became bright white and glaring. Countless goblins appeared under the thunder, and opened their mouths ferociously towards the monks flying in the clouds.

"Mo Xiao! Follow Master closely, be careful in everything! Don't try to be brave."

"Yes!"

Xuan Moxiao followed Su Mengsheng closely and landed on the top of Jilei Mountain.

Thousands of evildoers rushed up, and fought fiercely with the cultivation disciples in the rolling thunder.

Xuan Moxiao stood with his hands behind his back, watching the scene where the two clans of humans and monsters were fighting to the death.

He twirled the jade flute in his hand, but did not make a move for a long time.

He didn't have to make a move either, as the young master of Lihua Palace, he should have been watching the battle with his leisure.

Suddenly, a disciple wearing a cold crystal valley sword uniform jumped in front of Xuan Moxiao, raised his sword and shouted into his heart: "Xuan Moxiao!"

Xuan Moxiao glanced at the visitor: "Qi Huan?"

"it's me!"

Xuan Moxiao smiled: "Brother Qi is fine if he doesn't go to subdue the demon, why did you point the sword at me?"

"You know it well!" Qi Huan said loudly, "Xuan Moxiao, Master has already told me about the evil things you have done! I don't care if you are Meng Zejun's adopted son or not. It is to avenge the eldest son!"

As he spoke, he stabbed out the long sword in his hand.

Xuan Moxiao turned around to avoid Qi Huan's long sword, smiled at him, and jumped into the vast mist.

Qi Huan raised his sword and chased after him.

The two went through a few tricks in the clouds and mist, and gradually, only Xuan Moxiao, who was in the Qi refining stage, was defeated, Qi Huan kicked the long sword in Xuan Moxiao's hand: "What is the young master of Lihua Palace, I think you are nothing more than that, Xuan Moxiao, tell me, did you kill the young master?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fat and strong black wolf with blue eyes and fangs jumped out of the clouds and threw Qi Huan on the ground in one fell swoop.

Qi Huan struggled vigorously and blasted out several balls of spiritual flames in succession. In the end, instead of injuring the black wolf, he enraged the black wolf. He was pressed to the ground by the black wolf and bit off the meat one by one.

Qi Huan screamed in pain, and hurried to Xuan Moxiao for help: "Quick, save me!"

Xuan Moxiao smiled gently: "Aren't you going to kill me?"

"I didn't, I was just trying to test you!" While speaking, another piece of meat was bitten off by the black wolf, and Qi Huan trembled, "Junior Brother Xuan! You were also a disciple of Cold Crystal Valley! Save, save me!"

Xuan Moxiao walked slowly towards Qi Huan.

Seeing Xuan Moxiao walking towards him, Qi Huan was overjoyed, and while resisting the black wolf, he ordered: "Quick, pick up your sword and kill it!"

Xuan Moxiao shook his head, raised his hand, and patted Hei Lang's back lightly.

The black wolf who was biting Qi Huan frantically at first whined, let go of Qi Huan obediently, and stood behind Xuan Moxiao.

Qi Huan, who was covered in blood, was dumbfounded.

"you you……"

"The reason why my uncle recognizes you as a foster son is because he is worried that one day, the Cold Crystal Valley will fall into my hands." Xuan Moxiao took out the Duling Orb hidden in the Xuding, "In fact, I am afraid that the Cold Crystal Valley will fall into my hands." I'm not interested at all, but I do remember that when I was in Frost Crystal Valley in the past, I was often 'taken care of' by you, senior brother, and now, junior brother, I will also take care of you..."

After all, slowly mobilized Du Lingzhu.

"Du Ling...bead..."

After Qi Huan managed to utter the three words, his whole body floated in mid-air, and the spiritual power in his body turned into a bright green spiritual flow, which flowed towards the Lingdu Lingzhu in Xuan Moxiao's hand like flowing water.

Qi Huan, who had been sucked out of his spiritual power, fell to the ground with a face as dead as ashes. Xuan Moxiao twirled the radiant Du Lingzhu, mockingly said: "Golden core middle stage? Thank you..."

Qi Huan widened his eyes, looking at Xuan Moxiao as if he was watching a ghost.

Xuan Moxiao pursed his lips into a smile, and raised his hand to pat Hei Lang's head again. Hei Lang howled twice, and threw himself on Qi Huan who was powerless to fight back.

"Xuan Moxiao! Xuan Moxiao!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!"

The heart-piercing screams lingered in his ears, but Xuan Moxiao didn't seem to hear them. He was holding Du Lingzhu and was about to leave when a nine-tailed white fox suddenly landed in front of him.

The white fox squinted his eyes at him, and rushed towards the cloud-shrouded forest like lightning.Xuan Moxiao sneered lightly, used the spiritual power in the Du Lingzhu for his own use, and flew after him...

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Xi Muhai: "Laughing to death, another son died."