Something is wrong with Jian Zun

When Chu Zhaoliu and Gu Junyi were young, Xie Ming was the most terrifying person next to Master.

After all, when he and Gu Junyi were prowling around and trying to skip the morning class, this man was already a model disciple praised by the elders, and he always looked so cold and unattainable that people couldn't help but feel weak in front of him. three points.

But at this moment, Chu Zhaoliu felt it from the bottom of his heart.

Xie Ming's terrifying level has far surpassed that of Master.

Xie Ming didn't seem to notice Gu Junyi who had slipped away, his eyes were lightly covering Chu Zhaoliu, his wrist was still raised.

The bright red thread is tied between the wrists of the two, proudly proclaiming their presence.

The atmosphere is quite suffocating.

Chu Zhaoliu wanted to catch Gu Junyi back, put a red thread around his neck, beat gongs, drums, and suona, and sent him and Xie Ming into the bridal chamber.

Fuck you stunning beauty.

Go to your wishful man!

The fan in his hand was about to leave an afterimage, and his face was calm and composed, pretending to be stupid: "What is this? Haha! How would I know, you go ask Gu Junyi."

Chu Zhaoliu's lips were light-colored, and he always looked sick with a bad complexion. He fanned himself wildly with a fan, and his blood-red earrings dangled here and there, making his face paler.

Xie Ming was still staring at him, his eyes were a little different from usual, but it was difficult to tell them apart - after all, Your Excellency Jian Zun looked at everyone with the expression that you owed me a hundred thousand.

Having known each other for many years, Chu Zhaoliu knew Xie Ming's temper very well, he seemed arrogant and indifferent, reticent, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the poison hit the nail on the head.

The two had a grudge when they were young, and they have rarely seen each other these years, but as long as they meet, they will inevitably fight with each other.

Didn't he sneer at what happened just now?

Is this still Xie Ming?

Just as Chu Zhaoliu was a bit puzzled, Xie Ming lowered his wrist, and his long sleeves were like clouds, covering the red line on his wrist.

He didn't seem to care about it anymore, and didn't ask what was going on with the red line. Just now, Gu Junyi was yelling again, lowered his eyes, and cut to the chase: "Do you remember what happened in Suyang half a month ago?"

Xie Ming didn't mention it, Chu Zhaoliu, who was so embarrassed that he was suffocating just now, of course would not bring it up again, and said with a joke: "Oh? It seems that Master Jianzun really suffered in Suyang, this is our sword that shocked the immortals Your Excellency?"

Xie Ming gave him a cold look, didn't respond, turned sideways, and signaled him to enter the box.

Chu Zhaoliu was not too polite, walked in swaggeringly, and listened to the storyteller's endless "Anecdote of Xiaoyaojian Gu Junyi" by the way.

While talking about Gu Junyi pressing the senior brother of a certain school against the wall to kiss him, when he turned around, he found that the junior brother of a certain school was watching his climax with tears in his eyes, and the downstairs applauded.

The anger in Chu Zhaoliu's heart subsided, he raised his sleeves and rewarded a pile of spirit stones.

It was really well spoken. Next time, lock Gu Junyi under the seat of Mr. Storyteller, and listen to it from beginning to end, word for word... no, ten times!

Chu Zhaoliu thought viciously, poured himself a glass of wine unceremoniously, and before he drank it, a tickle appeared in his throat, and he tilted his head and coughed until his face flushed.

Looking back again, the wine on the table was gone.

Xie Ming sat across from him and calmly lowered his sleeves.

"Tsk, Mr. Jian Zun has really grown in cultivation and his belly has become smaller in recent years. You can't even drink a glass of wine." Chu Zhaoliu leaned back, not in a hurry to ask about the business, "The sea is separated from Fuyue Mountain. Tens of thousands of miles away, how come you have the time to come here?"

Xie Ming glanced at this man's lazy pale face, and didn't care about him.

His complexion was cold, with a clear and cold clean feeling, he could not tolerate any stains, and even his sitting posture was straight and upright, unlike Chu Zhaoliu, who sat without bones.

"Leaving the customs today." Xie Ming said briefly, "I heard from senior brother that you are not awake yet, come and have a look."

Chu Zhaoliu's forehead twitched, but he didn't respond to the elder brother's betrayal of his own people.

After all, in name, Xie Ming is also considered his "Third Senior Brother".

Among the celestial sects, Fuyue Sect is considered a clean stream, from top to bottom, they are united in harmony, and the several brothers and sisters have deep feelings, love brothers and sisters, and are proficient in the way of protecting weaknesses.

Back then when the Luming Sect was destroyed, Xie Ming was escorted from Lihai all the way to Fuyue Mountain by two loyal elders, where he stayed for five years.

Even if he doesn't deal with him very much, in the heart of the elder brother, Xie Ming is still a member of the Fuyue Sect.

In such a friendly atmosphere of the same sect, the two are incompatible... also because of the elder brother.

Eldest brother Chu Wen is a gentleman, gentle and moist as jade, and every year he is at the top of the list of all the fairies who want to get married.

It's a pity that the senior brother didn't know that he had become the source of disaster, and he still doesn't understand how the two junior brothers ended their grievances.

So the red thread between the two wrists became more and more ridiculous.

"Don't bother me, I'm fine." Chu Zhao smiled smugly, glanced at the red line that was lighter than before, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, it can disappear, otherwise he will really go after Gu Junyi.

Xie Ming asked lightly: "Do you remember everything?"

Chu Zhaoliu responded smoothly: "Naturally."

Xie Ming suddenly stared into his eyes, looked at him for a while without blinking, and raised his brows slightly: "Postposing."

Chu Zhaoliu suddenly felt uncomfortable: "So, you remember everything?"

"No."

Chu Zhaoliu immediately retorted: "It's a bluff."

Having said that, his heart sank.

Looking around the world, who else could influence the minds of the two of them, causing them to linger in a cave in Suyang for half a month in a daze, and even lose a memory?

Forget about him, Xie Ming cultivates the way of swordsmanship, sword cultivator has a solid heart and a tough heart, Xie Ming is the most among them, he was actually affected.

"Do you have a clue?" Chu Zhaoliu frowned slightly, "I have a not-so-reliable idea."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Chu Zhaoliu felt something was wrong.

This wave sent himself out, and Xie Ming was determined to stab him, such as "Then I really want to know, when did you have a reliable idea".

Clinker Xie Ming shook his head, changed his temper, and replied: "You and I think the same thing."

The deep enmity between the monks and the Yaozu has a history of thousands of years. Back then, Xie Ming's sect, the Luming Sect, was wiped out by the Yaozu.

100 years ago, a war broke out between the human and monster races. Several demon kings each had their own supernatural powers, and the strength was hugely different. The monks of Xianmen were killed and injured countless times. In the final battle, Xie Ming killed two demon kings by himself, but was killed by the last one The demon king sneak attack.

If it weren't for Chu Zhaoliu's timely departure, Xie Ming would have gone into a madness long ago, and would either be imprisoned in a dark prison, or be placed in the history books for future generations to look up to.

That demon king was very good at the art of mind and illusion, and his honorable name was "Huo", and he was completely wiped out by Xie Ming.

Coincidentally, the place where Huoyao's bones were sealed was precisely Suyang.

But even if the demon king is resurrected from the dead, it is impossible to have such a big impact.

It was useless to sit here and think about it, Chu Zhaoliu covered his lips and coughed a few times, then stood up unsteadily.

Hearing the sound of coughing, Xie Ming remained silent and glanced away.

Chu Zhaoliu used to be a legend among hundreds of families in the immortal sect—the alchemy was formed at the age of 13, which is unique from ancient times to the present, and is the most promising person in the millennium.

However, just after he formed the alchemy, he encountered an accident, his parents disappeared, his spiritual veins were shattered, and he became a well-known "trash".

What happened later, Xie Ming heard what the elder brother said.

Chu Zhaoliu lay down in the Valley of Divine Medicine for half a year, and after many twists and turns, he joined the Fuyue Sect.

I don't know how his spiritual veins were repaired. Since then, he looks like he is about to die at any time, and he seems to be mediocre in terms of cultivation, and he turns to messy things. Quite accomplished.

It's not difficult to guess that he didn't get along very well with the new head of the Chu family, otherwise he wouldn't have lost his spiritual veins, so he never stepped into the Chu family's house again.

When you are in the clouds, everyone is in pursuit of you, but after you fall from the altar, everyone will be despised.

In the past, Chu Zhaoliu was so radiant that he illuminated others like fireflies, but now his cultivation talent is not as good as that of ordinary people, and there are countless people who ridicule and humiliate him.

However, he joined the Fuyue Sect, and there is an unfathomable master sitting in charge, several senior brothers are more powerful than the other, and the sect has a strong backing, most people dare not say anything in front of those few.

But behind the scenes, everyone is viciously speculating that this "trash genius" looks like he's going to die, how many more years can he breathe?

Xie Ming didn't take those gossips seriously in the past, but now they floated through his mind, making him a little more irritable for no reason.

It was extremely inexplicable, as if because of a strange dream, he came all the way to Fuyue Mountain.

Xie Wei looked at Chu Zhaoliu's thin and weak back, and couldn't help lowering his voice: "Half a month ago, why did you go to Suyang?"

Chu Zhaoliu turned his head and smiled.

His facial features are actually gorgeous and gorgeous to the bone, but the beauty has been cut off by the sickness, and when he smiles, he has a kind of innocence that doesn't know the world, and his thin lips are lightly parted: "It's none of your business, the problem is that How much, give me money?"

Xie Ming: "..."

Chu Zhaoliu brushed off his sleeves: "Sir Jianzun sit down for a while, and you should be able to hear your own notebook, so let's take a step ahead."

To find out what is going on, one has to go to Suyang again.

By the way, dig out the bones of that old friend Hu Yao, and study it again.

"My book?" Xie Ming sat on the spot without moving, and Cheng Cong's cold voice was flat, "You mean that when I first joined the Fuyue Sect, when I looked back, I saw a handsome, weak, pitiful and lovely boy..."

In an instant, Chu Zhaoliu was struck by thunder, his hair was terrified, and everyone was blown up: "Shut up! Shut up!!!"

He turned around and stared at Xie Ming in disbelief: "Did you hear that?!"

I heard it, wrote it down, and repeated it!

Unexpectedly, it wasn't a sword that raised the Feihualou!

The corners of Xie Ming's lips curved sarcastically: "The speech is not as exciting as Gu Junyi and you. I will give you the money, please trouble Chu Xianjun to explain now, fairy, marriage and Ruyi Langjun."

He raised his sleeves, revealing the bright red ostentatious red thread again, "And what does this mean."

You know, how could Xie Ming miss this opportunity.

Chu Zhaoliu calculated numbly: "..."

Today's lunar calendar is not suitable for travel, it is suitable for killing.

Gu Junyi, you are doomed.

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Gu Junyi: No, everything is suitable today