Can Shizun attack once?

Ying Wushou's sense of touch can connect everything, and the sense of touch on the face should be indestructible, but there is a premise.

No matter how much Ying Wushou's mind goes against the universal concept, he can use high-sounding reasons to wrap up his purpose and transform it into an unquestionable and even convincing action. This is also Ying Wushou's principle of action for thousands of years.

There is a reason to develop such a habit.

Thousands of years ago, Ying Wuchou reunited with Zhanling and left Jianzhong in a daze. At that time, just over ten years had passed since Zhengdao encircled and suppressed the Soul Refining Demon King.

The appearance of the Soul Refining Demon Lord was still engraved in the hearts of a generation. It would be fine if Ying Wuchou had been locked in the Sword Tomb. Out of trust in the Qingtian Sword Sect, practitioners would not enter the Sword Tomb to eliminate demons.But if Ying Wuchou came out of the mountain, he would definitely attract people to hunt him down.

Ying Wuchou has changed his mind, he is a brand new person, he does not want to cause any more crimes because of the past.

What happened back then was his fault, some cultivators mustered up the courage to come to eliminate the demons, Ying Wushou didn't want to hurt such stupid cultivators who had a sense of justice.

But he doesn't want to be killed even more, which is a troublesome thing.

In this regard, Elder Wufeng gave a suggestion that Ying Wushou should retreat for more than a thousand years before leaving the mountain. After a thousand years, except for a few people, the rest will no longer remember Ying Wushou's appearance.

But after the reunion of Zhan Ling, Ying Wuchou knew that his lifespan might not last a thousand years, so he had the urge to find something and had to travel in the world of cultivation.

Neither wanting to get into trouble, nor wanting to avoid the world for thousands of years, Ying Wuchou thought about it and came up with a way to get the best of both worlds.

That's just pretending, and you won't admit it.

He changed his favorite strong suit and battle armor, and put on a fluttering white dress and a long-sleeved gown. His whole temperament changed greatly.

He also removed the obvious marks on his body that could identify his identity, such as the mole under his eyes and the birthmark on the back of his hand.

In this way, the Soul Refining Demon Lord, who was full of hostility, became a gentleman as indifferent as a bamboo.

During the 300 years between leaving Jianzhong and taking over the chief disciple Wei Shengyin, Ying Wuchou spent most of her time concentrating on stabilizing the reunited spirit, refining the seven scales, and bringing her strength back to its peak.

With a little time left, he would show his face from time to time at some important events such as cultivation fairs, martial arts competitions between sects, and enthronement ceremonies for the heads of various sects, and appear in the crowd swaggeringly.

When someone yelled "Soul Refining Demon Lord" at Ying Wushou, Ying Wushou smiled faintly, first confirmed who the person was calling, and then politely stated that he was not the Soul Refining Demon Lord.

The man naturally didn't believe it, so Ying Wushou continued to pretend, tried hard, tried hard, even if the magic weapon hit his face, he would pretend to be money, and refused to admit that he was the soul refining demon.

Ying Wuchou insisted that he was a loose person, and asked that person to take out the jade slip image of the Soul Refining Demon Lord.

There are very few portraits of the soul refining demon left in the cultivation world, only the appearance of the battle recorded by someone on the day of exorcism.After that person released the image of the day with the water movement technique, he looked at the red-eyed Soul Refining Demon Monarch, and then at Ying Wushou with a humble face, he couldn't believe his eyes again.

So Ying Wuchou said: "This Soul Refining Demon Lord is indeed three points similar to me, so it's no wonder that brother admitted his mistake. Just look at his brows and eyes, they are fierce and fierce. I probably won't be able to have such an aura in my life."

The cultivator who was fooled by Ying Wushou looked left at the image, then at Ying Wushou's main body.If a person stares at a word for a long time, he will have an illusion that he does not know the word.The same is true for the cultivator. After comparing for a long time, he was able to find more than 20 differences on Ying Wushou's face. In the end, he concluded that Ying Wushou did not look alike at all. in conclusion.

The cultivator sincerely apologized to Ying Wuchou.

Ying Wuchou naturally forgave with a smile, and at the same time asked the cultivator to walk with him, if someone admits his mistake again, please ask the cultivator to clarify for him.

Ying Wuchou's calculations were very accurate. The cultivators who were able to stand up and identify him as the soul-refining demon king and vowed to eliminate demons and defend the way at the first time all had one thing in common, that is, a strong sense of justice and enthusiasm.If such a misunderstanding happened, that person would feel guilty and would naturally help Ying Wushou to clarify.

So Ying Wuchou changed from being alone to a casual cultivator with companions, and if someone came to identify him, his companions would naturally stand up and say: "Ying Sanren and Soul Refining Demon Lord are indeed three points similar in birth, but they are different. More."

This person pointed out more than 20 differences that he had just realized, and the second person was also dumbfounded, and explained together with them.

Three people become tigers, as long as you have two companions, it will be easy to change everyone's impression.

After Ying Wuchou participated in a few big events in this way, most of the practitioners left an impression in their minds, that is, "Ying Sanren is really unlucky, and he was born with the same image as the Soul Refining Demon Lord. Fortunately, his temperament and demeanor are completely different. , not yet admitting mistakes."

In fact, most cultivators have never really met Ying Wushou, they just know that there is such a person, and that is enough.

In less than a hundred years, Ying Wuchou and the soul-refining devil became two people, the soul-refining devil became a history buried forever, and Ying Sanren became the number one gentleman in Kyushu.

And in the past hundred years, Ying Wuchou's face has also been cultivated to be thicker than a copper wall.

But what is thick is his gentleman's mask, once this mask is taken off, Ying Wushou will be at a loss.

As expected of Wu Wanghai, as expected of the rules set by his tactile scales, he knows how to punish him too well.

Ying Wuchou froze, not knowing how to face Cen Shuangluo.

During this process, he remembered another thing, how he fainted again and again during the latter three years.

Obviously he was the one who did that to Cen Shuangluo, but he was the one who ended up with nothing but emptiness. Every time, Cen Shuangluo had to wait patiently for him to wake up, and in the process asked with concern, "Is Mr. Ying still in good health?" live".

At this moment, Ying Wuchou didn't know whether "losing the mask of a gentleman" or "can still hold on" which one made him feel more ashamed.

If possible, Ying Wuchou really wanted to hide her face and run away, but the more beautiful Cen Shuangluo was looking at him with concern, her eyes were full of him, and her silver pupils were full of love.

In front of such Cen Shuangluo, how could Ying Wuchou bow her head.

He caresses the dust to scatter people, and never touches the dust!

So Ying Wushou showed a complicated smile, his face was full of self-blame and guilt, he raised his hand, stroked Cen Shuangluo's long silver hair with the method of an elder, and said softly: "These three years have been hard. is you."

This was the smile he had been away for three years, and Cen Shuangluo immediately understood that the "evolved version of aging..." had disappeared, and Fuchen Sanren, whom he admired so much, had returned.

For a moment, Cen Shuangluo didn't know which Ying Wuchou he missed more.

Ying Wushou's palms trembled slightly, she looked away slightly, pretending to be "not daring to look directly at" Cen Shuangluo, and said with depression and annoyance: "I never thought that Wu Wanghai's rules and punishments would be so weird that it would make a Human temperament has changed drastically. I originally planned to treat you as a nephew and raise him up well, but now that I have done such a thing, it is really difficult to face you again."

He took out a sharp dagger from the Qiankun in his sleeve, handed it to Cen Shuangluo, and said righteously: "Shuangluo, I did something wrong. There is no explanation for it. I can only redeem my sin with my life. My life , I will leave it to you, and do as you please."

Ying Wuchou held Cen Shuangluo's hand and helped him grab the dagger, while looking at Cen Shuangluo with a fragile expression.

Cen Shuangluo: "..."

Strange, why did he seem to see words on Mr. Ying's face?Ying Wushou closed her eyes lightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and the words "You must be reluctant to do it" seemed to be written on her face.

So Cen Shuangluo threw away the dagger and said, "How could I hurt Mr. Ying? Besides, in the past three years, it is clear that I have obtained the power of dragon blood with Mr. Ying's help, and completed a complete transformation. Come on. I have benefited, but I still want to hurt Mr. Ying, there is no reason for that!"

After talking about it, Cen Shuangluo regretted it very much. He obviously wanted to coerce Mr. Ying to be with him with these three years of "extortion". How can he just forgive him now?

But looking at Ying Wushou's expression, Cen Shuangluo knew in his heart that there was nothing he could do about Ying Wushou.No matter what plan you set, as long as you look at Ying Wushou's face, you will give up the original plan as if you have lost your mind, and act according to Ying Wushou's mind.

Ying Wushou opened her eyes and smiled with relief: "Shuangluo, you have grown up very well, and you are a principled and righteous cultivator. I am very pleased."

Cen Shuangluo smiled wryly and nodded reluctantly, thinking that if this topic continued, their seniority would be separated again.

The three-year relationship that has been established with great difficulty, is it necessary to be alienated like this?

At this time, Ying Wushou said again: "You can forgive me, but I can't forgive myself. After doing such a thing, I have no face to face myself, and I must make an explanation."

Cen Shuangluo comforted: "Mr. Ying, you are only affected by Wu Wanghai's rules, don't blame yourself."

Ying Wushou shook her head, showing a gentle smile like a gentleman, and said to Cen Shuangluo: "This matter has involved you too deeply, I will explain it to you, and I will explain it to you. I have two ways to deal with it, one is you and me Farewell, I will not see you in this life, I will give you three tokens, you need help to light the tokens whenever you need, then no matter what request you have, even if it takes my life, I will agree to you."

Hearing the words "I won't see you in this life", Cen Shuangluo turned pale and asked, "What about the second method?"

"The second is that from now on, if you still want to see me and don't hate me, I will follow you and be at your disposal until you feel that all these three years have become a thing of the past, then you can set me free. "

Ying Wuchou looked at Cen Shuangluo seriously, almost engraving "Choose Two" in his eyes.

The blood on Cen Shuangluo's face gradually recovered, and he said in a low voice: "How could I despise Mr. Ying, and I would also hate to see Mr. Ying in this life, but I shouldn't send Mr. Ying at will. Why don't I change the second one?" In the future, Mr. Ying and I will always be together, support each other, face dangers and difficulties together, and be inseparable, how about it?"

"This is the best," Ying Wushou smiled relieved, "It's just that this way of doing things is too lenient to me."

"Sir, it's worth it." Cen Shuangluo looked at Ying Wuchou with sparkling eyes.

Ying Wuchou said: "That's not okay, you can't take advantage of me like this. How about this, I have to help you cultivate to the Mahayana stage first, and you can completely transform into a dragon."

With a face full of "this is all for Cen Shuangluo's consideration", he said sanctimoniously: "If you want to cultivate Mahayana, the best way is to double cultivate with Mahayana masters, and you will be able to break through the level limit soon. You and I have already studied the cultivation mind together. I have been in Falun Gong for three years, so I don’t need to choose anyone else. It’s just that my physique is too poor at the moment, and I can’t keep up with your cultivation speed. How about this, I’ll find the remaining four scales first, and strengthen my body, so that I can walk side by side with you .”

Cen Shuangluo: "..."

Ying Wuchou's words made him very happy, but Cen Shuangluo was a little shy when he brought up this topic, so it was difficult to bring it up to the public.Ying Wuchou was able to speak out about this matter frankly, and she still needs to further improve the cultivation method, with a solemn expression and a serious tone, as if what they were discussing was indeed something righteous and awe-inspiring.

Cen Shuangluo looked at Ying Wushou's expression, and recalled that the jade slip mentioned Wu Wanghai just magnified Ying Wushou's nature, but did not change him. True, or what Yu Jian said was true.

Seeing Cen Shuangluo's expression hesitated, Ying Wuchou stepped forward to hold his hand, his eyes were full of affection and caution: "Are you still willing to practice with me?"

Cen Shuangluo looked at Ying Wuchou's thin face, some sunken eye sockets, and the red marks on his neck that he had just left, as if he had been fascinated by a ghost, and he had no doubts, and followed Ying Wuchou's words. Head: "Naturally."

"That's good." Ying Wuchou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Cen Shuangluo was still willing to give him a chance, so he shouldn't dislike his performance in the past three years.