Something is wrong with Jian Zun

This dream was even more extreme than last time.

The face of the man in the dream is still blurred.

Snowflakes were flying outside the window, and the man was half lying on the bed. Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, Chu Zhaoliu inexplicably felt that it should be a very conniving expression.

He straddled the opponent, holding a black-backed gold fan in his hand, and lifted the clothes on the man's chest little by little.

Chu Zhaoliu immediately blushed.

Even if he usually behaves like a hooligan, that doesn't mean he is really a hooligan!

What misunderstanding did Zhou Gong have about him, so that he would press people on the bed in his dream to do such a thing?

The man lay looking at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand.

Those hands are as cold as white jade, with sharp joints, more beautiful than the people in his paintings.

Chu Zhaoliu thought he was going to be pushed away, but to his surprise, that hand just passed through his temple hair, landed gently on the back of his neck, squeezed it comfortingly, and put the other hand on his waist .

The feeling in the dream was horribly clear, as if someone had really messed with it like this, the two sensitive parts were pinched at the same time, and there was another burst of scalp numbness.

However, Chu Zhaoliu in the dream just paused for a while, and slowly lifted some of the man's clothes.

The other party laughed softly, shifted his fingers, and touched the tassel earring on his left ear: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't you know?"

Chu Zhaoliu lowered his eyes, staring at the clear Adam's apple on his slender neck, his heart beat faster, his mouth seemed dry for no reason.

Then he suddenly leaned over.

Facing the place where the man rolled up and down and trembled slightly when he spoke, he bit down.

……

Chu Zhaoliu woke up lazily, staring at the roof sadly, the scenes of the dream were clearly playing back in his mind.

Why does he have this kind of dream twice in three days?

Is it really like what Gu Junyi said, it's time to find a Taoist companion?

God made a Taoist couple, then show him your face, if it is really a destined marriage, you have to see whether it is beautiful or ugly, whether it is pleasing to the eye.

Because of this dream, in the next few days, Chu Zhaoliu didn't dare to sleep any more, and sat in meditation to rest obediently, for fear that if the dream continued, it would become more and more endless.

After applying the needles, Yan Zhuchen started alchemy and spent five days without sleep, refining three blood-red pills, put them in a jade bottle and stuffed them to Chu Zhaoliu: "Only three pills can temporarily strengthen the spirit veins. Take a pill before unblocking, and don't move unless necessary."

As he said that, he glanced at Xie Ming, and smiled pointedly: "But if Sect Master Xie is by your side, you probably won't need it."

Xie Ming is not his family's exclusive guard, Yan Zhuchen really thinks too much.

Chu Zhaoliu was noncommittal: "What's the price?"

Yan Zhuchen had expended a lot of energy in the past few days, his face was as pale as a ghost, two huge dark circles hung under his eyes, and he said quietly: "It's a bonus for your one hundred thousand Lingshi consultation gold, the doctor is kind .”

For the sake of his effort, Chu Zhaoliu hesitated for a while, but didn't make a sound.

Seeing that Yan Zhuchen still wanted to see him off, Chu Zhaoliu quickly waved his hands: "No need, I'm afraid that just after you send us out of the valley, your little disciple will have to carry you back later, go and rest."

Yan Zhuchen didn't insist, and told Chu Zhaoliu a few words, called his little drug boy to see him off, and then went back to his yard, ready to have a good rest.

Although the little drug boy had never met Chu Zhaoliu, but he had heard of Chu Zhaoliu's name, and secretly glanced at him, except for curiosity, there was no other meaning.

Chu Zhaoliu smiled slightly at him: "I still need to lead the way, forget it, let's go."

The little Yaotong learned from his master that he is eloquent, and he doesn't kill thousands of knives. He speaks quite pleasantly. Even if he doesn't know Xie Ming, he still has a very respectful attitude. Chu Zhaoliu quite likes this kid.

When he was approaching the entrance of the valley, he saw a group of people walking towards him. The few people walking in the middle were wearing red robes with silver leaves embroidered on the cuffs, and they looked quite arrogant.

Chu Zhaoliu glanced indifferently, and prepared to pass by without paying much attention.

The other party saw him, but frowned, and called out, "Chu Zhaoliu?!"

Enemy road is narrow.

Chu Zhaoliu unfolded his fan and narrowed his eyes slightly.

It's really a bad time, no matter where you go, you can meet the Chu family.

The Chu family attaches great importance to bloodlines and talents. The hierarchy between the family and the family members is strict. The family members can only wear blue robes. For example, Chu Heyang, who met in Yutou Mountain last time, can only wear the red and silver leaf robes of the family members. This is his cousin who is said to be of a similar bloodline, and he vaguely remembers his name as Chu Xun.

"I didn't expect to meet you here." Chu Xun's eyes stayed on his face for a moment, and after a little distraction, his face was a little weird, "Chu Heyang, that trash crawled back to Lingwu a few days ago. Gu, when he said he saw you in Suyang, he was talking nonsense like he was in a nightmare, I thought he was going crazy, but I didn't expect you to dare to go down Fuyue Mountain."

Chu Zhaoliu smiled and said nothing, thinking that your news is too late, and I still took a trip to Tianqing Mountain.

"Look at you, are you here to find Xiaoyao Wang Yan Zhuchen?" Chu Xun snorted from his nasal cavity, and said in a low voice, "I heard that Yan Zhuchen has a weird temper, and you look like you are dying, no It must have come back as a feather."

The attitude of the members of the Chu family towards Chu Zhaoliu was acquiesced by the current head of the family, Chu Jingchi.

There were a few leaders, the Chu family, who had an abnormal atmosphere and were used to stepping on others, always felt uncomfortable when they saw Chu Zhaoliu.

Xie Mo's eyes fell on Chu Xun's face, his eyes were icy, and his body exuded a cold aura faintly.

Chu Zhaoliu didn't expect Xie Ming's reaction to be bigger than his, so he was stunned for a moment, and before there was any reaction, the face of the amiable little drug boy who had been on the way all the way suddenly darkened, and said sternly: "Who are you, you dare to arrange My master!"

It was only then that Chu Xun noticed the unremarkable little Yaotong standing beside Chu Zhaoliu, and rolled his eyes: "Who are you, you dare to be arrogant in front of me!"

The little drug boy took a step forward, his demeanor changed drastically, and his expression became more serious: "Master Chu is a distinguished guest of my master, he is disrespectful to his master, and even more disrespectful to his distinguished guests. Medicine Valley does not welcome guests like you!"

At this time, the people behind Chu Xun recognized him: "This, isn't this the young master of the Cheng family who went to Medicine Valley to study..."

Chu Xun was stunned, his face suddenly turned pale and pale, remembering his family's orders, he gritted his teeth and bowed his hands to make amends: "It's just... an unintentional mistake, Wan Wang Haihan, I'm here specially to invite Doctor Yan out of the valley, there is absolutely no sense of disrespect!"

Chu Zhaoliu suddenly became excited and stretched his neck excitedly: "Oh?"

That expression of "I'm just watching the fun, what can you do with me" is simply natural.

Chu Xun: "..."

Chu Xun and his party were suddenly furious.

Xie Ming saw that he looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and it was a little funny, he glanced at these people coldly, caressed the round, fluffy head of the little chubby bird in his sleeves with lowered eyes, suppressed his impetuous heart, and turned to Chu Zhaoliu Said: "Let's go."

Chu Xun apologized, and the little drug boy didn't respond with a sullen face. Hearing Xie Ming's words, he immediately turned around and bowed respectfully: "Master asked the junior to send the two of you here, and the junior will no longer see you off." , I wish the two seniors a smooth sailing trip."

He was respectful before, but he was more innocent and clever. Now he probably deliberately looks more awed, just to show Chu Xun and others.

Chu Zhaoliu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he nodded reservedly, and said cooperatively, "Go back."

As expected, the faces of Chu Xun and the others turned ugly again, but they didn't dare to offend the people of Shenyaogu and the Cheng family casually, and they couldn't get up or down.

Chu Zhaoliu calmly followed and left the green grassy Taniguchi.

Outside the valley, which is only separated by a line, there is already a bleak autumn scene.

Suddenly there was a sound transmission in my ears: "The sacrificial ceremony will be in five days. I heard that you have never participated in it for so many years. Is it because you were secretly removed by the Patriarch?"

Chu Zhaoliu raised his eyebrows.

Chu Xun turned around, bared his teeth and gave a cold smile, and continued to transmit the sound transmission: "The lost dog."

In the eyes of many people, Chu Zhaoliu, as Zeng Jin's most dazzling genius and the heir of the huge Chu family, was humiliated and disqualified, and since then he never entered the Chu family, he should have been secretly expelled from the Chu family.

Especially for the Chu family, who were proud of their surname Chu, this was almost a fatal humiliation.

Compared to the clown-like Chu Heyang, Chu Xun's rank is slightly higher, but with Xie Ming's cultivation level, Chu Xun's little tricks naturally have nowhere to hide.

His face remained unchanged, and the fingertips in his sleeves stroking the bird's head moved slightly.

Just as Chu Xun showed a very smug smile, the next moment suddenly an extremely cold spiritual prestige fell on his head, his brain buzzed, and before his brain could react, his body went limp, and he knelt down on a group of people middle.

Several of his subordinates were at a loss, and quickly reached out to help him, but Chu Xun seemed to be pressed down by an invisible giant mountain. No matter how they moved, Chu Xun could still kneel facing Chu Zhaoliu's direction, motionless .

This is more than embarrassing and conspicuous, it is almost thrown to grandma's house.

Chu Xun's face turned blue, and he wanted to curse, but the next moment he was horrified to find that he couldn't even move his mouth.

That look was really funny, Chu Zhao lost his smile: "Why do you need to be so polite? Get up quickly after you say goodbye, otherwise people come and go in this medicine valley, and it's not good to block people's way."

After finishing speaking, she winked at Xie Ming, smiled and left Taniguchi.

There are a lot of people seeking medical treatment in Shenyao Valley every day. According to the rules, no one will go directly to the valley, and usually pass through the entrance of the valley.

As Chu Zhaoliu said, this road is full of people coming and going, and the passers-by paid attention to Chu Xun, with surprise and wonder in their eyes.

When you come to Medicine Valley, if you want to kneel, you should kneel in the direction of the valley. Why is this person still kneeling outside?

Look at that tattooed robe, it's still from the Chu family.

Bad brain to seek medical treatment?

Chu Zhaoliu didn't pay much attention to the passers-by at Taniguchi, walked for a while, tilted his head, looked at Xie Ming, and smiled with crooked eyes: "Thank you just now."

In all fairness, Chu Zhaoliu smiled when he was not in a bad mood, it was really like a spring breeze blowing on his face, and it was so beautiful.

If only he could make him smile so often...

A tiny thought flashed through his mind suddenly, Xie Ming stared at the soft curve of his lips, his heart was scratched by something, like the feathers of a little yellow bird in the palm of his hand, it was light and shallow, but it did leave left traces.

He hummed calmly: "It's still a while before Tingzhulou appears, where do you want to go?"

The corner of Chu Zhaoliu's mouth suddenly hooked maliciously: "The Chu family."

... It seems okay to laugh like this.

Xie Ming looked down at the slight change on his face, thinking quietly.

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Xie Ming: Is this going too far?There are more extreme. (demon whisper