Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

Jun Buyi pursed his lips tightly, grasped the hilt of the long sword that pierced Zhong Ying's shoulder, and with a little force, the long sword turned into countless stardust and returned to the spiritual energy.

Zhong Ying's shoulder was pierced with a blood hole, and as the spirit sword disappeared, the blood flowed even more, like a blood thread, winding like a snake on the ground.

Jun Buyi crushed the elixir with trembling fingers, sprinkled a layer of powder on the wound, and when he wanted to leave the Yuntai with Zhong Ying in his arms, he was stopped by someone.

Looking up, when he saw Zhong Yue with his back to the sky and a cold expression, Jun accidentally lowered his eyes slightly, and said softly, "Uncle..."

"Give him to me!" Zhong Yue stretched out his hand, the baby's face was covered with frost.

Jun Buyi's eyes trembled, but he didn't insist, but put Zhong Ying into Zhong Yue's arms with extremely gentle movements.

Zhong Yue didn't give him an extra look, turned around and walked away, shrinking into an inch, and disappeared on the cloud platform in a blink of an eye.

Jun Buyi stepped up and followed, the fingers that were gathered under the sleeves were clenched tightly, the fingertips turned white.

After both parties in the decisive battle had left, the Master came to the stage and announced the result of the battle of the Tao: "The battle of the Tao is the first, Zhong Ying!"

The old headmaster coughed lightly, stood up with a smile and kindly, and congratulated the top three winners of the trial of the Seventh House as in previous years, and announced the rewards.

However, neither the master nor the students listened, and their minds were still on the decisive battle just now.

The old hospital owner didn't care, and after a few simple words, he left the Yuntai.After he left, Yuntai was silent for three breaths, and immediately became lively.

"...I almost thought I was dead just now, Senior Brother Jun's magic weapon is too scary!"

"But Junior Brother Zhong was able to break Junior Brother Jun's magic weapon with a long spear, it's unbelievable."

"The evil spirit on the spear is too ferocious, and I feel terrified when I look at it a few more times."

Song Cheng, Su Huaizhu and the others had completely different feelings, Su Huaizhu shook his head: "Even though Junior Brother Jun's magic weapon is powerful, it is impossible to control it without enough strength and comprehension of the true meaning of Dao. And Junior Brother Zhong, it's not the spear that smells terrible, but Junior Brother Zhong himself."

"I used to regard them as juniors, but now I realize that I am short-sighted."

"The two people who are tied for the top of the yellow tablet, what kind of evildoers are they? Are they going to let people live? One junior brother Jun is enough to hit people, and now there is another one..."

Yan Sui touched his still bruised face with one hand, and held his friend Yuan Yu's arm with the other hand, his eyes were still a little straight: "So when Daoist Zhong hit me, he kept his hand."

Yuan Yu was afraid that Yan Sui's feelings for Zhong Ying would revive, so he hit him coldly: "He's just afraid that he will accidentally kill you."

Pang Dun and the others were a little worried about Zhong Ying's wound, Jun Jiusi turned around and wanted to leave, but Pang Dun called out: "Hey, where are you going?"

"I'm going to find Seventh Brother!"

Fat Dun held Jun Jiusi firmly: "What are you making trouble for, let your seventh brother and my boss cultivate their relationship well."

At the master's table, the house masters and masters congratulated A Wan, and A Wan's eyes turned into crescent moons.

Sword Island.

Zhong Yue placed Zhong Ying on the bamboo bed with a layer of brocade quilt, put his index finger and middle finger together, and lightly touched the center of Zhong Ying's eyebrows, using soft spiritual power to check Zhong Ying's physical condition.

Zhong Ying was wounded on the shoulder, which looked terrifying, but in fact, to a cultivator, this injury was not serious, it could only be regarded as a flesh injury.

What really stunned Zhong Ying was the power seeping from the sword wound, pure, cold and stubborn, full of destructiveness.

Zhong Yue withdrew his hand, and peeled off Zhong Ying's blood-stained shirt. When he saw the blood hole, he raised his hand to touch it, trying to dispel the force.

"Uncle." Jun Buyi stood beside the wooden shelf and whispered, "I'll come."

Zhong Yue ignored him, and focused on drawing out and destroying the power on his own.

"..." Jun Buyi fell silent.

Zhong Yue applied medicine to Zhong Ying, and neatly bandaged the wound. The gauze was pulled a little harder, and Zhong Ying frowned slightly.

Although it was very slight, Jun Buyi, whose gaze had been on Zhong Ying, couldn't help but said, "Be gentle."

Zhong Yue glanced at him, and after bandaging the wound, covered Zhong Ying with a thin quilt, stood up and said calmly, "Come with me."

"En." Jun Buyi nodded.

Walking around a pine and stone screen, the sword intent in Zhong Yue's eyes flowed, and he looked Jun Buyi up and down with extremely harsh eyes.

The young man who was always spotless and as snow-like as jade, after the previous battle, his white robe inlaid with gold-edged school uniform was stained with red plum-like blood, his temple hair was slightly messy, with a little sweat sticking to his forehead, his face was as pale as paper, with slight The pursed lips lost their original color, unexpectedly a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry." Jun Buyi raised his eyes, his eyes were like ink painting in the rain, lost their original clear light, appearing calm and dim.

Seeing Zhong Ying's injury with his own eyes, Zhong Yue was a little annoyed, and even vented his anger on others. Facing such an unexpected move, Zhong Yue didn't know how to speak for a while.

He has been the teacher of Yaoguang Academy for five years, although he fished for three days and dried the net for two days, but you don't know how he grew up watching him.

Moreover, with his strength, he is naturally not like a student who doesn't know what's going on in the cloud. In fact, he can clearly see the situation of the martial arts stage.

Jun Buyi doesn't want to hurt people, he just wants to decide the outcome, but Zhong Yingqiu is too determined to win, and he is willing to win even if he is injured, which led to the current result.

Holding his breath, Zhong Yue waved his hands, his sleeves rattling: "I can't blame you for this matter, my dear son also has problems."

"But!" Zhong Yue raised his voice, his voice was like a fire wrapped in ice and snow, "Should you confess something to me? What is the relationship between you two!"

Zhong Yue's brows were sharp: "On the martial arts stage, what do you mean by those words?"

Zhong Yue would ask this question. Unexpectedly, when Zhong Ying revealed the content of the bet, he had vaguely guessed it, but he never thought that this would be the case...

"Uncle." Jun Buyi said in a very serious and precious voice, "I like him."

Guessing and hearing Jun Buyi admit it are two different things, Zhong Yue blurted out: "You two are young, do you know what Xinyue is? What's more, you are both men, have you thought about it?"

Jun Buyi stared at Zhong Yue: "I know, I have considered it."

"What have you considered?" Zhong Yue didn't believe it at all, "Do you know the identity of my son? Will your father and queen mother agree to this matter?"

"Zhong Ying is a hybrid of human and devil, I knew it from the beginning." Jun Buyi articulated every word clearly, "Father, queen and empress knew about it and agreed to it."

Zhong Yue: "???"

"Wait!" Zhong Yue stretched out his hand, "Your father and empress know? When did you know?"

Jun Buyi replied honestly: "During the Chongming Kingdom."

Zhong Yue was shocked: "You guys settled the matter right under my nose? Are you keeping it from me?"

Jun Buyi cautiously did not answer this sentence.

"It's not your mother who is talking nonsense in your ears. Are you influenced? And how could Emperor Chongming agree?" Zhong Yue saw with his own eyes the strictness and expectations that Emperor Chongming had for Prince Chidan in Chongming Kingdom. How could such a person allow Prince Chidan to go on a "wrong path"?

However, Zhong Yue couldn't see the slightest trace of lies from Jun's unexpected expression and eyes.

Jun Buyi didn't say anything nice, but told his future father-in-law seriously: "Buyi knows what I'm doing, and my father did agree to it."

"Uncle." Jun Buyi fixed his gaze, "I will not let what happened today happen again."

Zhong Yue's expression changed, and when he was about to speak, Zhong Ying's voice reached the ears of both of them: "It's so noisy!"

"Son of the heart!" Zhong Yue's face was happy, and he didn't care about the king's surprise. He walked around the screen and saw Zhong Ying who opened his eyes and tried to get up but tore the wound.

Zhong Yue quickly pressed Zhong Ying's shoulder: "You are fine, what are you doing up?"

As soon as the palm of his hand was placed on his son's shoulder, Zhong Yue was embraced by his son, forehead to forehead.

Although Zhong Ying's complexion is not very good, but his eyes are agile, and he looks alive and kicking. At this moment, he is staring at Zhong Yue with a pair of peach blossom eyes: "I just want to ask you, dad, what are you doing?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Zhong Ying squinted his eyes, his eyes were a bit oppressive, and he deliberately lowered his voice: "Be kind to Jun Buyi, if you scare him away, where should I cry?"

Zhong Yue: "..."

He didn't think that Jun Buyi could be scared away, and the little prince was clearly unwilling to let go no matter what.

"It took me a sword to the shoulder to defeat him, and finally I was able to take advantage of it. If he won't let me touch it, wouldn't I be in blood!"

"..."

"If you bully the beautiful woman I'm chasing after, you will be your lonely old man for the rest of your life."

Zhong Yue realized what it meant to be a child who couldn't help his father, and his expression was indescribable.

Out of the corner of Zhong Ying's eyes, he saw Jun Buyi who was not far away, and pretended to touch the snow-white feathers on his father's bun, looking like a dutiful son: "Father, go and rest, don't be tired, here is It’s fine if you don’t mind, he can take care of me.”

Zhong Yue: "..." His majestic sword master is not a cute little girl, how could he get tired easily?

but!When his darling son spoke, he pushed his hand and kept winking at him.

Zhong Yue turned around angrily and left.

Before taking two steps, Zhong Ying stopped him: "Father."

Zhong Yue stopped immediately and turned his head reservedly.

Zhong Ying smiled brightly and said meaningfully: "Don't keep looking at the water mirror when you have nothing to do, go out for a walk more often."

Oh, I'm afraid that when I look at the water mirror, I will see you two kissing me, right?Zhong Yue immediately understood what his beloved son meant.

He thinks it's better not to have this son!

Zhong Yue left angrily.

The window sills were open, and the light spread on the ground, outlining the figures of the two people, and the fresh air mixed with the fragrance of the trees was blown into the room by the wind.

Jun Buyi drooped his eyes, covering the expression in his eyes, and the fine rays of light flowed on the eyelashes.

He asked, "Why do you have to win?" His voice was not as clear and clean as usual, but a little hoarse.

Zhong Ying's face was covered with a layer of snow, and he smiled lightly, like a peach blossom: "You won seven first places, and I must also take the first place, so that we are worthy, right? It's like..."

The names of Demon Lord and Lianzhong Lord.

"It's like our names are listed at the top of the yellow tablet." Zhong Ying smiled, "Are you right?"

"..."

Jun Buyi stepped forward, took Zhong Ying's hand, and interlocked his fingers. He lowered his head, his long crow-colored hair fell from his shoulders, fell on Zhong Ying's earlobe, and fell on Zhong Ying's neck, numb.

"Don't do this again." Zhong Ying was the only one in his cold phoenix eyes, and he murmured, "Don't get hurt."

"We used to fight a lot too."

Jun Buyi squeezed his fingers slightly: "That's different."

"Okay." Zhong Ying raised his chin, his eyebrows and eyes proud, "You think anyone can hurt me..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Zhong Ying's chin was pinched by Wen Yuru's fingers, and a feather-light kiss fell on his lips, gradually deepening, and his breath intertwined.

Zhong Ying looked at Jun Buyi who was close at hand, with closed eyes and trembling eyelashes, and closed his eyes.

After a while, the two separated.

Jun Buyi slowly opened his eyes, because of the touch just now, the lips of the two of them turned a little bloody.

Biting her lower lip, Jun Buyi said softly, "This is a bet."

Zhong Ying made a gesture, his peach blossom eyes seemed to be wet with dew: "Ten~" After a pause, Zhong Ying said, "I still have sleep..."

"I owe."

Jun Buyi continued to lean forward, blocking Zhong Ying's voice.