Something is wrong with Jian Zun

Three days later, Yunzhou finally crossed the boundless sea, and a vast coastline appeared.

Tan Yuan took a step ahead, and after reciting a dharma name, she left leisurely.

After walking for a few more days, Yunzhou quickly passed through Suyang, and at the border of Songhe, Chu Zhaoliu carried Xie Ming on his own walking device, said goodbye to Gu Junyi with Yan Zhuchen, and parted ways.

Gu Junyi led the remaining Fuyue Sect disciples back to Fuyue Mountain, while Chu Zhaoliu and Yan Zhuchen took Xie Ming to Shenyue Valley.

Xie Ming, who was in a coma, would also unpreparedly release sword energy, resisting people other than Chu Zhaoliu from approaching him, Yan Zhuchen did not dare to get into Chu Zhaoliu's car, for fear of being stabbed by the sword energy while sitting Yes, I haven't talked about it yet.

Seeing Yan Zhuchen resentful, Chu Zhaoliu thought for a while, and with a wave of his hand, he drew another [-] spirit stones into his ring.

Yan Zhuchen immediately lost any dissatisfaction.

As long as the spirit stones are in place, it's not too tiring to be a cow or a horse!

Hurrying all the way, the wind and snow grew stronger the further north he went, and when he returned to Shenyao Valley, Yan Zhuchen plunged into the vast sea of ​​books handed down from generation to generation in Shenyao Valley, looking for similar cases.

Chu Zhaoliu brought Xie Ming back into the old yard again, and when he entered the house with Xie Ming in his arms, he saw the pear tree in front of the yard, and his thoughts moved.

The last time he came to Medicine Valley, he went to Yan Zhuchen's place to get an injection, and Xie Ming sat on the pear tree every day and waited for him, and stayed there all night.

At that time, Xie Ming already knew that the fantasy dream with him was real.

Chu Zhaoliu looked down at Xie Ming's peacefully sleeping handsome face in his arms, and sighed, "Xie San..."

Your sullenness is really amazing.

When Xie Ming woke up, I had to ask him what he was thinking about during that time.

After setting up Xie Ming, Chu Zhaoliu was not prepared to be idle, and thought about chopping Xie Ming's neck again, and went to Yan Zhuchen's to help, in case Xie Ming woke up midway, but he was not there, and no one could control him.

Yan Zhuchen was busy in the Library Pavilion, and the files he brought out rushed halfway across the room, and when he finished what he had done in a calm manner, his eyelids twitched: "The majestic Sword Master, what a shame to be in front of you!" It's really disrespectful, aren't you afraid of knocking Xie Ming into a fool every day?"

Chu Zhaoliu was inexplicable: "Is there? At present, it can only be like this. The last time Xie San woke up on the cloud boat, he seemed to be a different person. I don't care about it. If he wakes up again, it will still be the same. Do you want to let God Medicine Valley suffers?"

Yan Zhuchen felt a pain in his neck when he heard it, but he felt a little pity for Xie Ming, and immediately changed his face when he heard the sound: "No."

A rational Xie Ming is scary, let alone an irrational one.

Yan Zhuchen looked serious: "Thank you, Sect Master, for your copper skin and iron bones, don't be afraid!"

Chu Zhaoliu snorted lightly, and sat down to search for useful files with him.

Yan Zhuchen lowered his head and glanced at the dossier in his hand, suddenly paused, and realized belatedly: "Wait, you said just now, after Sect Master Xie woke up last time, he seemed to be a different person?"

Chu Zhaoliu: "What?"

A flash of inspiration flashed through Yan Zhuchen's mind, but unfortunately it passed too fast and he couldn't catch it. He shook his head hesitantly: "It's nothing. The elixir cultivated in the Lingquan is not mature yet, so we have to wait a few more days. Turn back to yours." The medicine is finished, let Xie Ming wake up again, I have to observe."

Now that Chu Zhaoliu is out of medicine, if Xie Ming can't control himself after waking up, he will be half disabled if he unblocks him forcibly, it's better to let Xie Ming fall asleep first.

Chu Zhaoliu said "Well".

However, the plan did not go well, and the two underestimated Xie Zongzhu.

On the third day after returning to Shenyao Valley, Xie Ming still woke up midway.

Chu Zhaoliu was sitting in the book library in Medicine Valley flipping through books, and suddenly realized that the restriction on going out in the house had been broken.

He paused while turning the pages of the book, his eyelids twitched, and he stood up awkwardly.

Yan Zhuchen startled him: "What are you doing?"

Chu Zhaoliu hurried out: "The enemy is awake!"

He wanted to hurry to find someone and arrest him, lest Xie Ming, who was unconscious, really hurt Yaogu's disciples.

Unexpectedly, he stepped out of the door of Zangshu Pavilion, and amidst the exclamation of the young disciples around him, he fell head-on into an embrace lingering with a clear and cold fragrance.

The waist was tightly embraced by two arms, and Chu Zhaoliu breathed a sigh of relief when he smelled the familiar breath, he was puzzled: "Why did I wake up so quickly..."

He raised his head, but what he met was a pair of chaotic and sluggish eyes. Xie Ming's eyes were red, and he whispered: "Abandon me again."

The voice was soft and slow, and there seemed to be a bit of grievance in the usually cold voice, and matched with those eyes, there was a sense of accusation.

Chu Zhaoliu's heart was hit softly, and he looked at Xie Ming strangely: "Why isn't the one who woke up this time the same as last time?"

Xie Ming grabbed his fingers, held them possessively, and looked at him unhappy.

It seems to be asking "Are you unhappy that it was me who woke up, do you like that stinky hooligan more?"

Chu Zhaoliu was overwhelmed by cuteness, and smiled and bent his eyes: "Then I still like you better now."

He curled his fingers, a little hesitant to do anything against Xie Ming like this.

How cute and harmless.

Yan Zhuchen, who came out slowly, glanced cautiously at Xie Ming: "Xiao Zhaoliu, don't do anything... Oh, I'll go!"

As soon as the habitual address was spoken, a sharp sword energy came towards him, Yan Zhuchen dodged in embarrassment, cursing: "Xie Ming, you madman!"

After being scolded, Xie Ming didn't respond. He looked at him calmly, then lowered his head, and looked at Chu Zhaoliu with slightly aggrieved eyes.

Chu Zhaoliu: "..."

In the end, Chu Zhaoliu was still not willing to knock Xie Ming unconscious, and dragged him to the library, patting his chest and assuring: "This Xie San is very obedient and obedient." cutexx

Jiujiu stood on Chu Zhaoliu's shoulder, and the little chicken pecked at the rice and nodded: Yes!

Then it was suddenly thrown away.

The little chubby bird kept a misty look, and fell into Yan Zhuchen's hands, looking at his father who threw him away in disbelief.

Yan Zhuchen supported the precious little phoenix, and cautiously walked around the two of them, separated by a distance of several feet, staring at Xie Ming with a cold face like a ghost.

How can someone surnamed Chu say such a thing?

Very well behaved?

Did you poke the back of your head to see how well he behaved?

Chu Zhaoliu didn't expect that Xie Ming wouldn't even let the little fat bird go, he was speechless for a while, and whispered: "Sect Master Xie, that's our son, you can throw it away as soon as you say, offend the little guy, turn around and be careful that it burns!" your hair."

Xie Ming gave him a puzzled look, and after a few circles around his face, his eyes slowly landed on his stomach.

Chu Zhaoliu: "...What are you looking at! I wasn't born!"

Until he returned to Zangshu Pavilion, sitting among the countless volumes, Xie Ming sat on the small stool brought by Chu Zhaoliu, still staring at his abdomen.

A black belt outlines the tight waistline, and the lower abdomen is flat.

After staring at it for a while, he suddenly touched it with his hand.

Chu Zhaoliu's waist was already sensitive, so he suddenly felt trembling when he touched it. He pressed his hand and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Probably because Xie Ming's consciousness has been swallowed up by the inner demon, Xie Ming's every move is always a little sluggish, and he blinked after a while, and nodded as if confirming: "It wasn't born by you."

Chu Zhaoliu: "..."

He began to regret not knocking Xie Ming unconscious.

Yan Zhuchen, on the other hand, shrank far away and rubbed his chin to look at the appearance of the two getting along, and suddenly said: "The one who woke up last time is different from the one now?"

Chu Zhaoliu nodded.

Yan Zhuchen: "What did Xie Ming who woke up last time say and do?"

Chu Zhaoliu opened his mouth, with a strange expression on his face, it was difficult to speak.

Yan Zhuchen is so perceptive, seeing his hesitant to speak expression, he immediately reacted and lost his gentleness: "You better stop talking, I probably guessed it!"

Chu Zhaoliu's ears burned even more, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he stabbed Xie Ming with his elbow in displeasure.

It's all a good thing you did.

He was starting to be curious, what kind of expression would Xie Ming have when he woke up and remembered what he had done?

Over there, Yan Zhuchen pondered for a while, and suddenly realized: "I know."

"Ok?"

"Sect Master Xie in this state in front of you is probably the one who is fighting against the demons." Yan Zhuchen said, "The other person whose temperament you think has changed drastically should be Sect Master Xie who is controlled by the demons. The evil thoughts in his heart are exposed without any concealment, and there will be no rational restraint. Since the Fallen Immortal said that his heart demon is you... good nephew, I seriously advise you, when you meet another Xie Zongzhu, you have sharp eyes and quick hands, and you can directly Knock out."

Xie Ming, who doesn't have reason to control his evil thoughts and desires, is a demon bred by Chu Zhaoliu.

Will it be murderous, destructive or possessive?

Whatever it is, it's scary just thinking about it.

Chu Zhaoliu responded cautiously: "I will."

"But since that's the case, I also know where to look." Yan Zhuchen looked through the file with Chu Zhaoliu for a few days like a headless chicken, and at this moment he realized something, "You watch first, and I'll go later." Bring some files."

Chu Zhaoliu said, and quickly scanned the dossier in front of him with his spiritual sense, and threw it away after scanning, which was extremely efficient.

Xie Ming sat beside him quietly, playing with his drooping hair, unexpectedly peaceful and peaceful.

Although it is a bit silly, it is indeed the closest to the normal Xie Ming.

Chu Zhaoliu's heart relaxed, and he leaned against him as if he had no bones, resting on Xie Ming, and looked through the files for another day.

In order to save Sect Master Xie from losing face, when he went back at night, Chu Zhaoliu didn't knock him out, and went back to the courtyard side by side with Xie Ming in a harmonious atmosphere.

After entering the room, Chu Zhaoliu pushed him to sit on the bed, ready to knock him out with sweet talk.

Xie Ming, who was delirious, said suddenly: "Are you going to knock me out again?"

Chu Zhaoliu was startled, and shrank his hands guiltily.

However, Xie Ming didn't do anything else, his thick eyelashes drooped down: "I won't resist what you want to do."

Chu Zhaoliu was made to look like a cold-blooded heartless man, he couldn't do anything, and thought ironically: Fortunately, Xie Ming is always cold and calm.

If it was like this usually, wouldn't he be eaten to death?

As compensation, Chu Zhaoliu hugged Xie Ming's neck instead, and leaned over to kiss him on the lips: "Sect Master Xie, you seem to be acting like a baby."

Sect Master Xie's pupils widened slightly, and he didn't even dare to move.

Chu Zhaoliu thought it was so cute, so he couldn't help but kissed him again, and licked the seam of his lips maliciously. When he realized that the body in front of him was getting stiffer, he snickered and knocked him out gently: " sleep."

After the people were settled, he still had to comfort the sad little Phoenix. Chu Zhaoliu pushed open the window, and Jiujiu flew in with flapping wings, staring at Xie Ming who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, rubbing his fists.

Chu Zhaoliu rubbed the little guy's head with his fingers, and handed it a handful of melon seeds: "Your father's brain is not very good recently, don't bother with him, huh?"

Jiujiu received the melon seeds, his eyes lit up, he forgot all his troubles, and stopped fussing with Xie Ming.

Chu Zhaoliu reluctantly helped Xie Ming and Xiao Fenghuang to maintain the relationship between father and son that was on the verge of being broken. Feeling deeply exhausted, he performed a cleaning technique, took off his boots and coat, got on the bed, leaned against Xie Ming and closed his eyes. fell asleep.

The raging wind and snow was blocked by a large formation, and the night in the Valley of Divine Medicine was thick and quiet.

Chu Zhaoliu's sleep has always been very good, and he can fall asleep sweetly when he closes his eyes. When he wakes up at dawn, he has frequent mixed dreams tonight, and dreamed of some broken images.

In addition to being indescribable on the bed, there is also a sword.

The sword pierced Xie Ming's chest in the dream from his back, dripping blood gushed out along the tip of the sword, the shape of the sword could not be seen clearly in a trance, but there was no name on the sword.

It was clear that Xie Ming was pierced by the sword, but Chu Zhaoliu seemed to feel the same way. He woke up in a burst of unspeakable shudder and severe pain, with tears still remaining in his eyes. A pair of blood red eyes.

Chu Zhaoliu blinked twice to remove the mist from his eyes, and he saw clearly the eyes that were so close.

Unlike in the daytime, these eyes are cold and gloomy, with a hint of evil.

It was Xie Ming who was controlled by the demon.

Chu Zhaoliu: "..."

Why are you awake again.

Is he not hitting hard enough?

Again, Xie Ming is really going to become a fool, right?

Thinking of Yan Zhuchen's advice, he stretched out his hand quietly, trying to knock the unstable Xie Ming unconscious, with a natural smile on the corner of his mouth: "Good evening, Sect Master Xie."

Unexpectedly, before the hand dropped, it was grabbed.

Xie Ming clutched his wrist, turned over and pressed him down, the sound of clothes rubbing against each other was very clear in the quiet night, Jiujiu, who was sleeping on the small hammock by the window, looked around, saw that nothing happened, retracted his head again, and continued Sleep soundly.

Chu Zhaoliu failed in a sneak attack, and his mind turned quickly.

Xie Ming is a sword cultivator, and his strength is amazing even without spiritual power, not to mention that now that Xin Mo Yin has exploded, there is no longer a limit to his spiritual power, and his spiritual power is blocked, no matter what the situation, he cannot defeat him ah.

Can only outsmart.

Chu Zhaoliu blinked innocently: "Sect Master Xie, do you have to use this posture to speak every time?"

However, this Xie Ming is not easy to fool.

And for some reason, he seemed to be in a bad mood. He pinched Chu Zhaoliu very hard, and his tone was cold: "I don't want to see me, I want to knock me out, but I can't bear to knock him out. I like him that much?"

Those blood-red eyes were filled with ice-cold jealousy.

Chu Zhaoliu thought hard for a while before he understood, what Xie Ming said was probably the silly Xie Ming in the daytime.

He said helplessly, "You are the same person."

Why are you still jealous.

Xie Ming's fingers rubbed against his neck, his face became more gloomy when he heard the sound, and the corners of his mouth curled up instead, looking a bit pervasive if he wanted to smile or not: "Didn't you say you liked him more?"

Chu Zhaoliu thought to himself, shouldn't it be?

You are Xie Ming's inner demon, and the inner demon is my object of elimination.

This kind of words that would irritate the demons naturally cannot be said, Chu Zhaoliu's thoughts turned sharply, the demons looked down at him, the curvature of the corner of the mouth became more obvious: "Do you know, every time you plan something bad When making up his mind, he will always have this expression, like a little fox."

He lowered his head and kissed the corner of Chu Zhaoliu's lips affectionately: "It makes me want to do you very much."

Chu Zhaoliu really couldn't scold Xie Ming's face, after hearing him say this, he resolutely gave up reasoning.

Reasoning with an irrational person is not limited to playing the piano to Jiujiu.

He pondered for a while, his heart moved, he pursed his lips, and said tentatively: "Xie Ming, you hurt my hand."

The tight grip on his wrist loosened subconsciously.

The opportunity is coming!

Chu Zhaoliu took the opportunity to withdraw his hand, and slashed at Xie Ming's neck, but policeman Xie Ming, who was controlled by the demon, felt that it was too much, and turned his head to hide, his face was full of anger, and he reached out to catch Chu Zhaoliu's. hand.

Chu Zhaoliu was on guard this time, seeing the tricks, the two rolled around on the bed several times, using both hands and feet, and quickly unwrapped hundreds of tricks.

The big bed creaked and wailed, the curtains of the bed shook like water, Jiujiu poked his head out of the hammock again, tilting his little head in doubt.

Chu Zhaoliu was quite apprehensive, afraid of hurting Xie Ming, in the end he missed a move, and was pinned down on the soft bed with his hands cut behind his back.

Xie Ming, who was behind him, lowered his head and leaned over, his tone indifferent: "Are you still fighting?"

Chu Zhaoliu bit the pillow bitterly.

The surname is Xie, you should be glad that you are mentally ill now!

The next moment, his body froze suddenly, and he clearly felt that the cool hand under the cloth was exploring something.

Chu Zhaoliu had never seen this battle except in his vague dreams, and his mind went blank for a while, and he warned in a panic: "Xie Ming!"

But this Xie Ming didn't listen to him.

As soon as the shoulders were cold, the underwear was torn off from the back, revealing the peach blossom branches on Chu Zhaoliu's shoulders.

The anger ignited by the resistance intensified, the demon lowered his head, left a series of hickey marks on the skin tattooed with peach blossom branches, squinted his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "You hate me like this?"

Chu Zhaoliu closed his eyes forbearance, breathed heavily and said nothing.

"But I am the dark desire in his heart." The voice of the heart demon is almost charming, "He used to think that everything was just a false dream, and when he saw you, he struggled, and I coexisted with him in his mind. He admitted the reality of the illusion, and pushed me to the bottom of my heart. But the more things accumulate, the easier it is to explode."

"Do you think that hypocrite doesn't want to do this? You think he's a noble man, untouched by the common world. In fact, when he saw you, he had such dirty thoughts in his heart."

Chu Zhaoliu's eyes were a little red, and he glanced back at him, but his expression was calm: "But Xie Ming would never treat me like this."

The movement of the heart demon froze.

After being entangled for a while, the belt came loose, and he bent down, and a piece of talisman floated out from his arms.

Under the lifelike bastard, the word "Xie Ming" is written chicly.

Xie Ming stared at the piece of talisman paper, a bit of struggle appeared in his eyes, he suddenly became clear for a moment, looked at the naked Chu Zhaoliu, paused for a while, then suddenly raised his hand, and decisively slapped himself unconscious .

The room fell silent again, Chu Zhaoliu was stunned for a moment, and when he understood, he caught Xie Ming's fallen body, pinched his face, pulled back the torn underwear, and said angrily, "It's just in time to wake up." , to see how you face me when you wake up."

However, Xie Ming, who is controlled by the inner demon, is indeed too uncontrollable, and it is imminent to find a way to break it.

Fortunately, Yan Zhuchen was very dedicated to collecting money and doing things. Chu Zhaoliu curled up in Xie Ming's arms and fell into a deep sleep. The next morning, before he woke up from his sleep, Yan Zhuchen, who was constantly checking files, slammed Bang knocked on the door: "Nephew! I have it, I have found a way, open the door!"

Chu Zhaoliu pushed Xie Ming's hand off his waist, jumped off the bed, and ran to open the door while wearing his robe: "What?"

Yan Zhuchen handed a bamboo slip to his eyes: "This."

After a pause, Doctor Yan, whose eyes were like torches, sized him up suspiciously, and then took another look inside. He was sure that Xie Ming was in a coma and it was basically safe to speak, so he couldn't help but move a little closer to Chu Zhaoliu, and asked in a low voice: " Did Xie Ming's heart demon wake up last night?"

"How do you know?" Chu Zhaoliu recalled the fight with Xie Ming last night, couldn't explain it in words, took the bamboo slips and looked at them.

Yan Zhuchen looked gentle, but he never ambiguously said dirty words: "Because you look like you have been spoiled."

Chu Zhaoliu: "..."

The bamboo slips made a crisp "click".

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