Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

With Xuehui Shenjun's approval, Zhong Ying pulled Jun Buyi and went straight to the Suzerain Hall of Taiyi Sect.Relying on his status as a disciple of the Divine Sovereign, his journey was unimpeded, and no one dared to stop him.

After Shenjun Xuehui resigned from the position of suzerain, Qianyuan succeeded as suzerain of Taiyi Sect. Shenjun Xuehui lived in Longshou Peak for a long time, so Qianyuan built another suzerain hall.

When moving into the Suzerain Hall, Qian Yuan assured the Divine Lord with tears in his eyes that he would manage the Taiyi School well and teach his juniors, younger brothers, younger sisters, disciples, and grandchildren well. Then he gritted his teeth and worked for 100 years, and he missed the leisurely days of retreat.

Persisting for hundreds of years, when Jun Changsheng came together, Qianyuan pushed all suzerain affairs to Jun Changsheng, moved out of the suzerain hall by himself, and lived a life of playing chess and blowing wind.

Now, the Sovereign Palace has completely become Jun Changsheng's domain.

Compared with his master Qianyuan, who is dedicated to Taoism, Jun Changsheng, who was born in a human dynasty, seems to know how to balance power, control people's hearts, and handle all affairs in an orderly manner without feeling tired at all.

The long table was full of files, and Jun Changsheng was twiddling a pen with his fingertips, with the suzerain's seal in his hand, and was correcting something.He was wearing a loose robe, revealing a delicate collarbone and a line of chest. His long hair was casually tied behind him, and he didn't bother to care about a few strands hanging down his cheeks.

Standing beside him was his eldest disciple Zhuang Qi. Occasionally, Jun Changsheng frowned slightly, turning his head to tell Zhuang Qi something.

Zhuang Qi took the order, went out for a while and came back quickly.

The bright light came in from the round window, spread on the floor, and fell on the table, illuminating the dragon and phoenix fonts on the scroll clearly and brightly.

When Jun Changsheng picked up the pen and wrote the word "read", a shadow shrouded the scroll.

"Who?" Zhuang Qi scolded.

A lazy voice replied, "It's me."

Jun Changsheng grabbed Zhuang Qi who was about to make a move, looked up, and saw a handsome young face.

Zhong Ying supported the window with one hand, kicked his long legs, and sat on the window lattice. Against the light, he showed a lazy smile at Jun Changsheng, his voice was drawn out, and the ending rose: "Your uncle."

...Jun Changsheng heard the meaning of teasing and showing off from these three words.

"Master Zhong." Jun Changsheng smiled, "Next time I see Master, I must ask if Master taught his disciples to climb on the window lattice."

Zhong Ying waved his hand generously: "Go and ask."

Jun Changsheng withdrew his smile slightly: "Uncle Zhong, what do you want from me?"

"Eldest nephew, follow this for the apprenticeship ceremony." Zhong Ying took out a booklet from his chest and threw it on the table.

The booklet hit the corner of the table, fell off with a thud, and rolled several times, like a roll of paper, rolling out to a length of nearly ten feet.

Jun Changsheng corrected: "It's a nephew, not a big nephew. If Uncle Zhong yells wrong next time, the nephew will just pretend he didn't hear it."

With a hook of his finger, the booklet flew up and landed lightly in Jun Changsheng's hands. Jun Changsheng read it word by word, ten lines at a glance, and quickly read half of it.

Zhuang Qi only took one look, then his face changed, and he couldn't help but ask, "Master Uncle, aren't you deliberately causing trouble? It's certainly a big deal for a god to accept disciples, but how can it be so troublesome?"

Jun Changsheng read the entire booklet, and then raised his head: "There is a clear system for the apprenticeship ceremony, it is difficult for Master Zhong to write such a pile, and the nephew has no way to follow it."

"Rules are meant to be broken." Zhong Ying knocked on the window frame.

"Without the power to break the rules, it will only increase the laughingstock."

Zhong Ying laughed, his eyelashes lifted, his eyes were smiling, sharp and bright, like the cold light reflected on the edge of a knife: "Nephew, your words are really interesting."

Calling my nephew again...

Jun Changsheng threw the booklet aside, intending to pretend that he didn't hear it, and if Zhong Ying continued to disturb him, he asked Zhuang Qi to throw him out.

Zhong Ying smiled and said: "But I have already obtained Master's approval. Master said that the ceremony of accepting apprentices will be done according to my wishes."

Jun Changsheng snapped his fingers and lowered his voice: "Uncle Zhong, do you know that Master hates his disciples using his name to do whatever they want?"

Zhong Ying pouted: "Believe it or not."

After saying that, he jumped off the window lattice and walked away.

Through the window, Jun Changsheng saw a cold young man standing under a pine and cypress tree. The young man had sculpted eyebrows and phoenix eyes, with coquettish tears and moles. No other disciple with such a handsome appearance could be found in the entire Taiyi Sect.

That's Jun Buyi, Jun Shishu, who has the same surname as him.

Every time he saw this "Uncle Master", Jun Changsheng felt weird and complicated.

Zhong Ying grabbed Jun Buyi, leaned over and said, "Let's go, there is a green bamboo forest in front of me, I'm good at rice in bamboo tubes, I'll make it for you to try."

The two left hand in hand.

Zhuang Qi was indignant: "Even if he has a high seniority, he can't command people like this! Why is the new disciple of the god so domineering?"

"Master." Zhuang Qi called out, "Is that one outside also a new disciple of Shenjun? The uncle of Junshi?" The last sentence was inaudible, "Why do I look, he looks a bit like Master you?"

Jun Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and finally understood the origin of that subtlety.

It turned out that they were somewhat similar in life, and more than that, he even felt that the boy was a little familiar, and wanted to get close to the boy...

"Master, do we really want to follow suit?" Zhuang Qi asked in a low voice.

Jun Changsheng glanced at him: "Shut up!"

Zhuang Qi immediately behaved like a quail, and Jun Changsheng explained while unfolding the pamphlet: "Since it's the master's intention, let's do it."

He almost memorized the content of the booklet just now, and pointed to a few places: "Go to the warehouse and pick these things out."

Pointing to a few more places: "I don't have any of these warehouses, you go to arrange them... There are these, these few are not easy to keep, you think of a way, and give orders..."

After working for a long time, Jun Changsheng smelled the scent of fragrant rice and bacon, mixed with the scent of spirit bamboo, which was particularly alluring.

Jun Changsheng looked up and saw Zhong Ying who was lying on the window frame, holding a few bamboo tubes. Zhong Ying shook his hands, and the bamboo tubes also shook and shook away: "Big nephew~"

Jun Changsheng bowed his head and continued to correct the file.Zhuang Qi was sent to work by him, and he was the only one in the whole study.

"I thought about it." Zhong Ying propped his chin, "It would be too pitiful if no relatives were present during the apprenticeship. Please invite my relative over here."

"If I remember correctly, Uncle Zhong is not valued by the family, he is an outcast."

Zhong Ying was even happier: "I just want to see them trembling like walking on thin ice, afraid that I will make trouble for them. If they take the initiative to raise their faces and let me step on it, it will be even better."

The corner of Jun Changsheng's mouth twitched, his hand shook, and the brush drew a long stroke on the scroll...

On the second day, Jun Changsheng saw Zhong Ying taking a bite of pastry early in the morning. Zhong Ying chewed slowly and said vaguely: "My nephew, I don't think it's enough to just look for my mortal relatives. My mother is from the demon clan, so you bring my relatives from the demon clan to come?"

In the mirror world, the human race and the demon race do not have a life-and-death relationship, not to mention the human-devil hybrid like Zhong Ying, Tai Yizong even accepted impure-blooded demons and pure-blooded demons as disciples.

Jun Changsheng smirked: "Shall I call all the relatives of Uncle Jun and Uncle Jun?"

Zhong Ying came to a sudden: "Eldest nephew, you are thoughtful."

"Cracking" Jun Changsheng accidentally folded the brush into two pieces.

In the next few days, Jun Changsheng fully understood that Zhong Yingduo could find trouble for nothing.

From raising a bunch of requests for the apprenticeship ceremony at the beginning, to causing a lot of trouble in the end, asking Jun Changsheng to wipe his ass by name and name...

But Zhong Ying, as a disciple of the Shenjun, is his elder, so he can really command him.

After Jun Changsheng ran up and down to settle the matter, he smiled coolly: "Uncle Zhong, you are so small, aren't you afraid of being stuffed to death?"

He still doesn't know that Zhong Ying is deliberately targeting him, he is stupid!However, after much deliberation, Jun Changsheng didn't know where he had offended this uncle, so he could only pursue this matter to the matter of "the first time we met, he mistaken Zhong Ying's identity and taught Zhong Ying a lesson." matter.

Zhong Ying stretched out his hand: "I ate roast goose and shredded chicken last night, plus three big bowls of white rice. It's enough to eat."

"I don't have time to talk to you. If Uncle Zhong continues to mess around, don't blame me for being rude."

Jun Changsheng shook off Zhong Ying, and picked up a pen to review. On the file was written a major event that happened recently. The mortals on the border of the Hundred Thousand Mountains died for no reason, and all their souls disappeared.

Someone devours the soul and uses the soul to cultivate?Or what magic weapon to refine?Jun Changsheng turned this thought in his mind, and saw Zhong Ying sitting lazily opposite him, reaching out to touch the file.

"Let go!" Jun Changsheng scolded.

Zhong Ying was not afraid at all, and raised the file in his hand: "Nephew, are you going to beat uncle?"

"Take off your pants and hit!" Jun Changsheng slashed with his palm, and Zhong Ying blocked it——

"boom!"

The desk was snapped in half, collapsed, and the files fell to the ground.Jun Changsheng kicked away the file, and when he was about to teach his uncle a lesson, he found that Zhong Ying had already run away.

Reason told him that it was just as Zhong Ying wanted to go after him, but Jun Changsheng just wanted to beat this little bastard!

Zhong Ying landed lightly in front of Jun Buyi, grabbed Jun Buyi's shoulders, raised Jun Buyi's face, with a smug look: "Hahaha, wait for me to make him mad!"

Jun Changsheng stood at the entrance of the main hall and walked over.

Zhong Ying touched his nose: "I'll meet him."

As soon as Zhong Ying raised his leg, Jun Buyi grabbed his wrist, and at the same time, the coercion of the Daoist Stage shrouded his head.

However, neither Zhong Ying nor Jun Buyi showed any signs of discomfort.

Jun Changsheng snorted, and when he was grabbing at Zhong Ying, Jun Buyi blocked Jun Changsheng's palm with a spirit sword.

He didn't use the Mountain and River Scroll and the Spring and Autumn Brush. The immortal weapon is unique. There is a king in this world, so he can only hide his natal magic weapon.

"Uncle Jun." Jun Changsheng stood still and slightly raised his voice, "I thought you were more sensible than him."

According to seniority, Zhong Ying and Zhong Ying are a generation older than him.

According to age, Jun Changsheng is older than Zhong Ying, and there is nothing wrong with this sentence...

Zhong Ying looked at the calm and indifferent Jun Buyi standing in front of him, and then at the cold Jun Changsheng. Looking at the similar facial contours of the two, he felt a little delicate.

He is naturally not afraid of Jun Changsheng, that's why he dared to play tricks on him.

But Jun didn't want to stop his father for him...

Zhong Ying felt strangely that he had won the battle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?

After all, whoever the son stands for wins...

bah bah bah!

After dispelling this thought, Zhong Ying heard Jun Buyi say: "Why do you think so?"

The voice was light and the expression was calm: "If I didn't want to, I would have stopped him from the very beginning."

Zhong Ying was very surprised, and felt that what Jun Buyi said was really nice.

Jun Changsheng's eyes turned cold, but the moment he met Jun Buyi's eyes, his anger subsided inexplicably.

With a chuckle, Jun Changsheng closed his clothes and returned to his free and easy look: "Uncle Jun, may I ask why?"

If Zhong Ying and the two didn't have a suitable reason, Jun Changsheng would directly punish him as the suzerain regardless of his seniority.

Jun Buyi pursed his lips lightly, Zhong Ying put his arms around Jun Buyi's neck, put his chin on Jun Buyi's shoulder, and showed a provocative look at Jun Changsheng: "I see you don't like it."

Based on what Emperor Chongming did to Empress Xiao, Mrs. Jinghong, and Jun Buyi, it is really normal to be resented.

However, Jun Changsheng in the mirror world is free and unrestrained, not the gloomy Chongming Emperor in the future, and those crimes cannot be crowned on him.

But Zhong Ying doesn't care about this, he has always been unreasonable.Taking advantage of the world in the mirror, why not cause Jun Changsheng some trouble?

Jun Changsheng twitched the corner of his mouth, and asked again: "Uncle Jun, are you here?"

Zhong Ying's warm breath sprayed on his neck, making it tingly and numb. Unexpectedly, Jun tilted his head, his long crow-colored hair fell from his shoulders, and his bright and ink eyes gathered a little light: "Are you still playing?"

It seems to say that if you still play, Zhong Ying will continue to toss, and he will accompany Zhong Ying to make trouble.

Zhong Ying glanced at Jun Changsheng, and laughed, his body trembling as he laughed, his hair rubbing against Jun Buyi's neck: "Forget it, stop playing, I'm tired."

After getting Zhong Ying's reply, Jun Buyi raised his hand and rubbed his neck, and replied calmly: "Jun... nephew, this is the last time."

Jun Changsheng was silent for a moment, then let out a chuckle while holding his forehead, waved his sleeves, climbed up the steps, and stepped into the suzerain hall.

Looking at the collapsed desktop and the messy files, I felt a headache for no reason, and thought that I should recruit a few more stable disciples to help me with chores.

When he bent down to pick up the file, a shadow hit him.

This scene has been staged many times in the past few days!

Jun Changsheng looked up, and as expected, he saw Zhong Ying sitting on the window frame with his legs crossed.

Sensing Jun Changsheng's gaze, Zhong Ying tilted his head and waved at him: "Nephew, we meet again."

"..."

Jun Changsheng almost swears, and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhong, haven't you looked in the mirror? You have a..." particularly annoying face.

"Nephew." Jun Buyi entered through the main entrance and interrupted Jun Changsheng's words. After shouting several times, Jun Buyi was able to look directly at Jun Changsheng's face, and shouted these two words smoothly without changing his face. Lowering his eyes, he said lightly, "I'll help you."

Zhong Ying smiled and said, "Well, I see you are busy~"

Jun Changsheng: "..."

Thousands of miles away from the [-] mountains, Yuquan Palace.

The gray-haired old woman looked sad.

In front of the old man were more than a dozen mutilated corpses, and beside him stood panic-stricken clansmen.

The only survivor screamed, howling and calling for help, repeating the words "monster", "help me" and "kill".

A woman in plain clothes with a simple bun in a ponytail inspected the corpse, straightened up, with a confused look on her face: "Their souls are all gone..."

The old woman pointed at the sobbing man: "Is Ah Hui still alive?"

The woman in plain clothes shook her head: "Although Sister Ah Hui only hurt her arm, most of her three souls and seven souls are missing, and there is no way to repair it. In a few days, she will..."

And this woman named "Ah Hui" is one of the best in the clan, even Ah Hui has become like this, and others can't deal with those "monsters".

All the clansmen looked at the old woman with horror in their pupils.

"Patriarch, what should we do?"

"We're all screwed if this goes on! Shall we ask for help?"

The old woman closed her eyes, and the wrinkles on her face were like dead bark.

The crutches fell heavily on the ground and made a heavy sound. The old woman opened her eyes: "Let's go to Taiyi School..."