Something is wrong with Jian Zun

Chu Zhaoliu was not in a hurry as no clue was found in Zangshu Pavilion.

I haven't seen any big ups and downs, big winds and waves, and he is very transparent.

The two of them greeted the old man guarding the counter, returned the wooden sign, and left the library.

The little fat bird had finally had enough sleep, sneaked out of Xie Ming's sleeve, and slashed at Chu Zhaoliu, ready to attack.

Chu Zhaoliu's smile remained unchanged, and his feet didn't seem to move, but he moved ruthlessly to the side three feet away, and spoke from a distance: "The family crest of the Chu family is printed on the back of that booklet. Rubbing from an ancestral site."

The faint scent of bitter medicine faded away, Xie Ming's Adam's apple moved, and he pushed back the furry bird's head protruding from his sleeve, the little fat bird only had time to utter a short "ji" before it was violently suppressed.

Only then did Xie Ming calmly walk back to Chu Zhaoliu's side: "So?"

"I don't know where the mother is, so I'll go find Patriarch Chu later and have a friendly exchange."

After Chu Zhaoliu returned his voice, seeing that the little fat bird hadn't come out again, he raised the corners of his red lips in relief, his earrings were dangling, and his smile was a bit dazzling: "Very well, thank you, suzerain, please keep it up, don't open it openly. Walk the bird."

"..."

Xie Ming said indifferently: "I think its size is quite suitable to be stuffed into your mouth."

Jiujiu stuck his head out again, seeing Chu Zhaoliu, he screamed excitedly, but he was fat and couldn't fly up after two thumps.

What about the stupid bird that was agreed to fly first?

Chu Zhaoliu tutted his head and shook his head, while walking away with his feet, he commented: "Sooner or later, you will be eaten by worms."

The little fat bird felt disgusted again, raised one wing to cover its head, and started crying again.

Chu Zhaoliu failed to slip away this time.

Xie Ming's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he held him down, obviously wanting to care about his incoherent rascally words just now.

Chu Zhaoliu watched the little chubby bird getting closer and closer to him, his nose itch, he couldn't hold it back, he lowered his head and leaned against Xie Ming's wide sleeve and sneezed.

Just as Xie Ming was about to speak, he couldn't hold back and sneezed two more times, the tip of his nose and the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and he hurriedly surrendered: "Forgive me, Lord Jianzun, you are always invincible!"

Xie Ming's thick eyelashes drooped, and he squinted his eyes to look at him for a while, thinking about this man's brazen "You can't beat me" just now, it was a little funny and a little regretful, and he put the little yellow bird back in his pocket inside.

At this moment, there seemed to be movement in the front hall.

Chu Zhaoliu rubbed the tip of his nose, his eyes flickered slightly, and he spoke with a nasal tone: "The child's hour has passed, and the sacrificial team is about to leave. Thank you, Sect Master, come with me?"

Xie Ming had no objection and nodded in agreement.

The Chu family's ancestral tomb is behind the vast mountains. According to the rules, they usually set off at this time.

The great clan that has been passed down for thousands of years has solemn rituals and many rules. Chu Jingchi invited the members of the Heavenly Dao League to the Chu family. Apart from discussing the matter of demon cultivation, I am afraid that there is a meaning of "look at my Chu family's demeanor" In it, it shows the strength and background of the ancestors, but fortunately, the Tiandao League has reached a higher level.

Most of the face elements.

When the two returned to the front hall, they bumped into the crowd who were all dressed up.

Chu Jingchi stood at the top and was talking with the fifth elder. When he saw Chu Zhaoliu, he showed his usual elegant and easy-going smile: "The sacrificial procession is going to the back mountain. My nephew came just in time."

The others were still talking, but when they saw Xie Ming, they immediately became dumb.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, only Mrs. Du was stroking the kitten in her arms with a smile, and she had time to say hello to Chu Zhaoliu.

The younger children of the Chu family all stared at Chu Zhaoliu with different eyes.

Staying in a place like the Chu family depends on qualifications or bloodlines. The better the qualifications and the purer the bloodlines, the better the treatment.

Back then, the treatment of Chu Zhaoliu in the Chu family was similar to that of the little emperors in the world. The rules of the Chu family were strict, but Chu Zhaoliu was unruly and received special preferential treatment because of his aptitude and blood, and the others were naturally dissatisfied. .

When he was fine, no one could do anything to him, but when he fell, everyone wanted to step on him.

Chu Zhaoliu spent a hundred years of cultivation on Fuyue Mountain, but in the eyes of everyone in the Chu family, he became a shy turtle who dared not go down the mountain.

But he's downhill now.

The evil god Xie Ming was also by his side.

Being stared at by a gaze that could almost burn a hole in his body, Chu Zhaoliu still didn't change his expression: "Coincidence? I don't think it's a coincidence."

The Fifth Elder glanced at Chu Zhaoliu, frowned, and cupped his hands towards Chu Jingchi: "Patriarch, it's time to go, if you delay any longer, it's time to miss the hour."

Chu Jingchi nodded: "Let's go."

Everyone stood up with their swords. Chu Xun, who was at the end of the crowd, glanced at him and said maliciously: "Cousin, with your spiritual power, I'm afraid you can't even carry a sword. Do you want my cousin to take you?" I haven't seen you in a hundred years, there are a lot of misunderstandings between us brothers, and on the way to the ancestral tomb on foot later, my cousin can explain it to you."

Chu Zhaoliu stood in the atrium, with the moonlight floating all over his body, slowly shaking his fan, his blood-like earrings set off his white skin and greasy skin, the corners of his eyes curled up, and he glanced lightly.

Some indescribable arrogance and beauty.

There were a lot of glances quietly around, and suddenly realized why Mrs. Du threw an olive branch at Chu Zhaoliu before.

——Even if it is a vase, it is also a beautiful vase that is hard to find in the sky and on the earth. It will make you feel good just looking at it when you bring it home!

Even Chu Xun, who was furious towards Chu Zhaoliu, was unavoidably startled.

Xie Ming's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he pointed out Minghong.

I don't know if he heard that someone wanted to bring Chu Zhaoliu, Ming Hongjian exuded a spiritual brilliance with all his strength, and when the divine sword came out, many nearby swords even trembled in submission.

Those who watched the excitement suddenly dispersed.

Although I know I can't beat it, but I don't want to lose face like this!

Normally, Ming Hong was such a stinky fart, and Xie Ming had already ruthlessly pressed his sword back into its scabbard, but today he showed no expression, and looked at Chu Xun coldly: "It's your turn?"

Chu Xun's face instantly turned liver-colored, and when Xie Mo saw it, his heart became cold again, his face turned pale and pale for a while, then he gouged out Chu Zhaoliu's eyes gloomyly, and Yu Jian left.

Xie Ming actually picked up Chu Zhaoliu!

The sword master actually took the initiative to share a sword with others?

The crowd peeked non-stop, hissed inwardly, and remained calm on the surface, but secretly they all opened the psychic domain, and the communication in it was full of enthusiasm.

【What is the relationship between Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming? 】

[Daozu is above, these two people are actually able to hold a sword together?The street talk is honest and not deceived]

【Is there any sword cultivator who came out and said, under what circumstances would you allow others to step on your sword?Does that mean sleeping with your wife? 】

【The only case is that he is my wife】

[...I am a sword cultivator, even if she is my Taoist partner, I will not tolerate her stepping on my sword! 】

【So you don't have a companion】

While chatting gossip in secret, everyone left the main house of the Chu family in Lingwu Valley, and took advantage of the night to enter the vast mountains.

After walking for a while, Chu Jingchi said gently: "The Chu family has fought with all kinds of evil monsters throughout the ages. There are many monsters and ancestors buried in the back mountain. According to the rules, we have to go down to the ancestor's tomb. Please trouble everyone."

It was the first time that the Chu family's sacrificial ceremony was open to the public, and everyone felt it was strange, they all smiled and agreed, and followed the Chu family's team into the dense forest below.

The moonlight is sparse, and there is a bottomless darkness in the dense forest. The narrow path is squeezed between the tall bushes. In the forest, you can occasionally see a huge stone tablet, which is more than a few feet high, imprinted with the traces of time, and covered with It is full of moss and vines, and the deeds of a certain ancestor are engraved on it in languages ​​​​of different ages.

The whereabouts of the people are different, scattered in twos and threes, observing this ancient ruins.

Chu Zhaoliu walked beside Xie Ming with his hands behind his back, looking around.

Chu Xun stayed behind, staring at Chu Zhaoliu's back for a while, then retracted his gaze gloomyly, moved his lips, and sent a voice transmission to the person next to him: "Have you figured it out? How dare you speak to Chu Zhaoliu?" Do it?"

Standing beside him was a fairly handsome young man, his eyes glued to the waist of Chu Zhaoliu who was briskly walking in the distance. Lips: "What nonsense."

Chu Xun clicked his tongue, quite disdainful of this lustful appearance.

The helper he found is a cousin with a very bad reputation in the clan. He is a vulgar man. He has learned some yin and yang sex skills abroad and has traveled for many years.

Chu Zhaoliu was not a very good person, but that beauty was rare to see, this cousin couldn't move after just looking at it in the yard.

The two hit it off and had an idea in an instant.

Chu Zhaoliu is a big man, if he is bullied in this respect, can he still sue Fuyuezong?

Is he still shameless?

The only question now is, how to get rid of Xie Ming?

Although Chu Zhaoliu could feel the sight behind him, he didn't pay much attention to it.

He stopped and walked, and when he came across a stone tablet, he took a second look.

Looking at it, Chu Zhaoliu noticed something was wrong.

"Xie San, this is already written 5000 years ago." Chu Zhaoliu paused, pointing to the stone tablet in front of him, "Do you think it will be, the mother copy we are looking for..."

Xie Ming's gaze also fell on that stone tablet, and pondered for a moment: "How many stone tablets are there in this dense forest? How many years ago is the earliest recorded time?"

Chu Zhaoliu blinked innocently: "You asked the wrong person, how could I know?"

The Chu family's sacrificial ceremony is held once every 20 years. He was not even 15 years old when he left the Chu family. Of course, he had never participated in it, nor had he been here.

Looking at it this way, it really looks like a foreigner.

Xie Mo was startled for a moment, and when he understood, his eyes darkened as he looked at him: "I'll go check it out."

Chu Zhaoliu didn't feel Xie Ming's eyes at all, and said happily, "I'll leave the east area to you, and the west area to me. We will meet at the end later, so don't get lost."

Xie Ming answered with a deep voice, turned around and disappeared into the dense forest.

Chu Zhaoliu fanned his fan as well, strolling towards the other side where there are few people.

Chu Xun, who had been staring at the two people's every move, suddenly lit up.

Xie Ming actually left by himself.

God is helping him!

He and the people around him looked at each other, exchanged a knowing look, and quietly got into the deep forest.

There are many restrictions in the dense forest behind the Chu family, and the spiritual sense cannot be penetrated. Chu Zhaoliu walked and watched, pondering the contents of the stone tablet he saw before.

Most of the stone tablets are just a few sentences, writing about the year of birth and death of that person, and also recording what mission and great things the Chu family of that generation had, like a sacrificial oration.

The ancient text copied in the underground palace before is also a sacrificial text.

However, even if a stone tablet engraved with ancient characters can be found, it seems that it has little to do with his spiritual veins.

Did his parents really disappear just to find him a secret magic medicine?

After passing another stone tablet, Chu Zhaoliu paused in his steps, glanced behind him indiscriminately, raised his brows high, and found a place to sit down unhurriedly, with a lazy posture and no vigilance.

He was thinking about how Chu Xun was going to attack him, when a gust of hot wind suddenly came from behind him, Chu Zhaoliu turned to hide, folded his arms and looked back.

The person behind him flinched, straightened up without paying much attention, and smiled at him: "Cousin Zhaoliu, are you lost? Do you want my cousin to take you here?"

Those eyes were like wet and greasy snakes, sticking to his body was very uncomfortable.

Footsteps sounded from behind, Chu Xun cut off the way behind, and sneered happily: "I never thought that a bereaved dog like you would dare to go back to Chu's house. Without Xie Ming by your side, I see how you can pretend to be a tiger."

Chu Zhaoliu was very interested: "Oh?"

Chu Xun was so angry that his voice seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he spoke again with malice: "Chu Zhaoliu, I'm really curious, did you sleep with Xie Ming? Why did he just listen to that?" What do you mean, you still take your sword with you?"

Facing Chu Zhaoliu's profile, he didn't notice that the smile on Chu Zhaoliu's mouth gradually faded as soon as his voice came out, and a cold look appeared between his brows and eyes.

"I heard that Xie Ming is a clean freak. If you are touched by someone, do you think Xie Ming will listen to you?"

Chu Xun let out a bad breath, and wanted to continue, but the cousin on the other side couldn't wait any longer, took off the whip on his waist, licked the corner of his mouth with the scarlet tongue, and interrupted impatiently: "Chunxiao is worth a moment!" Qianjin, Chu Xun, enough is enough for me to go... I'm going to treat this beauty well."

Chu Zhaoliu finally spoke slowly, with a strange tone: "In fact, under normal circumstances, I am very magnanimous."

Chu Xun was stunned.

I don't know when the wind blew up in the impenetrable deep forest.

"Me and Xie Ming didn't sleep, guess what?"

Chu Zhaoliu turned his neck and spoke softly, but there was no smile on his face: "Who is Xie Ming, and you can say that?"

A gust of spiritual power suddenly burst out out of thin air, and a bone-piercing gust of wind swept towards them. The terrifying wind blades brushed against their ears, and could easily cut people to pieces. Their minds were blank, and when they recovered At that time, his legs were already weak, and he knelt down involuntarily under the strong pressure.

Chu Xun desperately raised his head in disbelief.

Xie Ming was not there, and the center of the storm was Chu Zhaoliu.

The sound of the biting wind cut him in severe pain, but Chu Zhaoliu's posture was still slack and leisurely, his robe fluttered in the wind, looking down from a high position, he really looked like a fairy in an instant.

Those charming obscene tricks were left behind, and deep fear flooded his heart belatedly. Chu Xun's teeth were trembling, and a strange grunt came out of his throat: "How is it possible...you clearly It's already useless!"

He shuddered suddenly, remembering what Chu Heyang said at the gate of Chu's house.

"...Chu Zhaoliu has actually recovered his strength a long time ago."

Chu Heyang's reminder at that time was probably sincere.

But at that time, he only thought that Chu Heyang had lost his mind and went crazy, talking nonsense.

If Chu Zhaoliu had recovered long ago, why did no one know? !

As if hearing his inner voice, the corners of Chu Zhaoliu's mouth curled up slightly: "If I let you know, how can this play be staged?"

He raised his hand casually, and the person behind him who was clamoring to sleep just now was like a limp cotton doll, lifted up by a huge force without any hindrance, and slammed onto the giant tree, smashing it suddenly After counting, blood spattered and screamed in pain.

Chu Zhaoliu was a little too noisy, so he silenced his voice with a snap of his fingers, and slowly stepped on Chu Xun's shoulder, his eyes were cold: "The Chu family is really full of talents, what do you say to the same family? How should I repay you?"

Sensing the coldness in his words, Chu Xun's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was stern: "You can't kill me! This is at the Chu family, this, this is near the ancestral tomb where the ancestors were sleeping, and my great-grandfather also Now, if you dare to kill me, you will never be able to leave the Chu family!"

Do you also know that this is near the sleeping tomb of the ancestors?

Chu Zhaoliu even smiled slightly: "Did I say I wanted to kill you? Not all cats and dogs are worthy of me."

The wind in his ears didn't stop, Chu Xun didn't relax at all when he heard what Chu Zhaoliu said, his heart was beating wildly, and his whole body was tense.

"I almost guessed what you and he were up to. It's really disgusting." Chu Zhaoliu cast his gaze away, thought for a while, and suddenly smiled brightly, "Ah, I know what to do."

Obviously he smiled very nicely, Chu Xun felt cold in his heart: "What do you want to do to me?"

"I'm not an evil ghost, so I'll treat him in the same way."

Together with his fan, Chu Zhaoliu knocked Chu Xun's wrist with the bone of the fan, and the pack of medicinal powder hidden in his hand fell out with a snap, opening a crack.

Pink medicinal powder with a sweet and greasy fragrance.

Seeing this thing, Chu Xun suddenly guessed what he wanted to do, and struggled in horror: "Chu Zhaoliu, you are crazy! How dare you do such a thing to me!"

Chu Zhaoliu looked at him in surprise, a little funny: "You can do this kind of thing to me, why can't I? Don't be too double-standard in life, come on, open your mouth, be good."

Those last few days can be described as gentle as water.

After a while, Chu Zhaoliu straightened his sleeves, Shi Shiran came out from behind the bushes, thinking nonchalantly, Xie Ming should have finished looking at him soon...

His steps faltered suddenly.

The person he was talking about was standing in front of him, looking at him quietly, a few rays of bright moonlight shone through the dense branches and leaves, just shining on him, like a layer of cold and blurred tulle, the person was like a bright moon, his appearance Shengxue is so indifferent and clean that people dare to watch from a distance.

There was a strange sound coming from behind, Chu Zhao was stunned for a moment, he came to his senses, rushed over without hesitation, pulled Xie Ming and ran away at a high speed, and smiled bravely, "Why are you here?"

Xie Ming let him drag him, his tone was calm and calm: "After exploring over there, I saw that you didn't come, so I came here."

Chu Zhaoliu was not sure: "Then did you hear anything?"

"heard it."

Chu Zhaoliu managed to remain calm: "From where?"

Xie Ming was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "I am very obedient."

Chu Zhaoliu sluggishly clenched the fan in his hand, his scalp tingling with embarrassment.

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Xie Ming: Am I disobedient?

Photo:? ? ?Is this the point?

I believe everyone can see that Zhao Zhao is actually not a good person (x