Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

Zhong Ying and the two pinched each other's faces to fight each other, from the beginning of silent voice transmission, to speaking in a low voice, and finally let go of the voice without any scruples.

The two people under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree both discovered the two teenagers.

Bai Xiao raised his head from time to time and glanced at the ridge of the roof.

Jun Changsheng was extremely annoyed, and said in a cold voice, "You two uncles, have you had enough arguing?"

Zhong Ying and the two froze and turned their heads together.

"..."

"..."

After a long silence, Jun Buyi was the first to let go, and sat down properly, as if he was not sitting on the roof, but sitting in the school.

Zhong Ying came back to his senses, and the moment he withdrew his hand, he stood up and took two steps to the side with a guilty conscience.

The reactions of the two were different, but their expressions were subtly similar, as if the younger generation was caught by the elder when they were secretly intimate.

Jun Changsheng brushed this thought out of his mind, folded his arms around his chest, and asked coldly, "Uncle Zhong, Uncle Jun, why are you here?"

"Well, we, we..." Zhong Ying rolled his eyes, making up a bunch of excuses in his mind, and when he was about to evade them, Jun Buyi continued his words.

"We heard that fellow Taoists in Yuquan Palace were making flower cakes, and we were curious, so we came to take a look."

Zhong Ying couldn't help but look down at Jun Buyi, from his angle he could only see Jun Buyi's long, crow-colored hair, slightly drooping eyelashes and a straight nose.

Although he couldn't see Jun Buyi's expression clearly, Zhong Ying could be sure that Jun Buyi must be calm and calm at this time.

really……

Lianzhong-kun just knows how to put on a show!

Zhong Ying was not very angry, but a little regretful.

It's a pity that I was blind before, and I didn't find more traces of panic, shyness, and embarrassment under Jun Buyi's cold and reserved appearance.

How much fun he lost!

Jun Changsheng did not believe this statement, and pointed in the direction of the kitchen: "They are in the kitchen, if you want to see and eat, go to the kitchen."

After the two annoying Uncle Jing left, no one bothered him anymore.

When this thought flashed through Jun Changsheng's mind, Bai Xiao raised his head slightly and said, "I'm just going to the kitchen, with the two of you..." After a pause, Bai Xiao didn't know what to call Zhong Ying and the two of them.

In the realm of comprehension, the strong are respected, only their cultivation base is considered, regardless of their age, only those with close relationships, within three generations, are considered seniority.

Yuquan Palace didn't have much contact with Tai Yizong before, in terms of cultivation base and age, Bai Xiao was regarded as Zhong Ying's senior.But Palace Master Yuquan wanted to marry Bai Xiao to Jun Changsheng, and Jun Changsheng should be called Zhong Ying and his uncle according to their seniority, so Bai Xiao should follow Jun Changsheng to call him uncle.

"Sister Bai..." Zhong Ying said with a bright smile, "You can call me Fellow Daoist, of course, if you don't mind, you can just call me Brother Zhong."

Bai Xiao's heart relaxed slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Friend Zhong Dao, friend Jun Dao."

Zhong Ying jumped down from the ridge of the roof, with his clothes flapping, and lightly stopped in front of Bai Xiao, looking up and down with a pair of peach eyes.

It was far away before, and Zhong Ying only felt that there was not much difference between Bai Xiao in the mirror world and Xiao Hou in memory, except for the clothes and attire. When they got closer, Zhong Ying realized that the difference was big.

Bai Xiao's eyebrows are clear and beautiful, like the most beautiful flower on a branch, full of vitality.

Xiaohou is dignified and light, like a calm lake, tolerant and calm.

After 5000 years, there is naturally a difference.Zhong Ying thought, but it was also reassuring and wanted to be close.

Zhong Ying didn't hesitate, and directly regarded Bai Xiao as the queen of Xiao in the future, and said with a smile: "Sister Bai, let's go together."

Bai Xiao responded with a full mouth: "Okay."

Zhong Ying beckoned to Jun Buyi, and the three talked and laughed, and walked towards the kitchen together.

Jun Changsheng: "..."

He felt that the two uncles were even more annoying.

After thinking for a moment, Jun Changsheng followed decisively.

When they arrived at the kitchen, the girls of Yuquan Palace were all busy, and Zhong Ying led Jun Buyi like a tail, following behind to help.Jun Changsheng put on airs and stood aside to watch.

Zhong Ying's culinary skills are excellent, and after a few glances, he can roughly figure it out in his heart. He teaches Jun Buyi hand in hand, and laughs at Jun Buyi whenever he sees the opportunity.

When Bai Xiao was holding the washed flowers and reaching out to get the seasoning, someone first handed over the small jar containing the seasoning. Bai Xiao thanked him. Arriving at the Taiyi Sect's acting suzerain beside him.

"Did I take it wrong?" Jun Changsheng was puzzled, "I think they all use this..."

"That's right, that's it." Bai Xiao lowered his head, pursed his lips and smiled, with slight ripples in his eyes.

The flower cake was ready soon, and the fragrance of flowers and fruits came to the face.

Zhong Ying was given a plate of flower cakes, and after taking a tentative bite, his eyes lit up, as if they were filled with stars.

He already likes sweet things, and the flower cakes really appeal to him everywhere.

"Jun Buyi, do you like to eat it?" Zhong Ying turned his head and whispered to Jun Buyi, with a bit of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance remaining between his lips and teeth.

Jun Buyi lowered his head, took a bite, and nodded.

Zhong Ying lowered his voice: "I already know how to make it. In the future, if you want to eat it, just tell me, and I will make it for you at any time."

Jun Buyi said hello, and gave half of his share of flower cakes to Zhong Ying.When the girls around heard Zhong Ying's words, they booed: "Okay, Fellow Daoist Zhong, you actually stole your teacher."

"I'm an honest university student." Zhong Ying replied confidently.

The girls couldn't help laughing.

A girl asked a little shyly: "You Zhong Daoyou, if you make flower cakes in the future, can you let me have a taste?"

Zhong Ying directly refused: "No!"

The girl's eyes were a little aggrieved.

Zhong Ying added ruthlessly: "I don't cook food for outsiders."

The girl froze completely.

At this moment, the identity token on Jun Changsheng's waist lit up. Jun Changsheng picked it up casually, his expression changed slightly, and he strode away.

The girls were astonished. Zhong Ying and Jun Buyi looked at each other, followed them, and then stepped out of the threshold when they heard Jun Changsheng's hurried voice: "...Zhuang Qi, go down as I want, and ring the thousand bells. Death knell on the tower."

"What's wrong?" Zhong Ying hadn't swallowed the flowers yet, his voice was a bit vague.

Jun Changsheng didn't want to say much at first, but when his eyes fell on the two senior uncles, he lowered his voice: "Mr. Xie Wei's soul lamp is off."

People are like lamps, when the lamp goes out people die.

Zhong Ying was stunned for a moment.

It took him a while to blink. He didn't have much affection for the people and things in the mirror world, but Xie Wei's hearty smile flashed involuntarily in his mind.

On the Thousand-story Pagoda, the sound of bells reverberates among the mountains, dull and sad.

The disciples who heard the bell sounded solemn, put down their work one after another, and saluted in the direction of the death bell.

Jun Changsheng's eyes fell on the ice and snow of Longshou Peak that never melted all year round, his brows and eyes were congealed a bit heavy: "I'm going to see the Divine Lord."

When Zhong Ying and the others arrived at Longshou Peak, the gate of the main hall was closed tightly, and the boy guarding the gate bowed to them: "The god ordered that no one should disturb him."

Jun Changsheng took a step forward, his gaze filled with a bit of coercion: "I have something important to report to Master."

The boy bowed again: "Shenjun has already known, please wait here for the suzerain and several uncles."

"Okay." Jun Changsheng nodded.

The Taoist robed boy took a few steps back and dissipated like a wisp of green smoke. These two boys were not made of flesh and blood, but transformed by spirits.

Zhong Ying took a glance, and his eyes fell on the person in front of the steps. The person was kneeling on the hard floor with his back to Zhong Ying and the others, his whole body was slumped and depressed, and even the breath on his body was a little confused.

——That was the result of forcibly interrupting the retreat and causing the aura of the meridians to go retrograde.

This person is... Xie Tan, Xie Wei's twin brother.

Jun Changsheng stepped forward a few steps, trying to talk to him, but Xie Tan remained motionless, like a clay sculpture, unable to listen to anything at all.

Xie Tan was undoubtedly the one who was hit the hardest by Xie Wei's demise.

Zhong Ying felt a little tight in his chest.

In his previous life, he also went mad and suffocated when he saw Ajie's broken body. He still can't remember that uncomfortable feeling, and he can understand Xie Tan's mood a little bit.

"Nephew Jun." Zhong Ying communicated with Jun Changsheng, "Do you know what's going on?"

Jun Changsheng shook his head: "I don't know the details, and I still need to send someone to investigate, but Master Xie Wei accepted the task of Shiwan Dashan... It's my fault, I misjudged the situation of Shiwan Dashan."

The last sentence, the voice is low and light, inaudible.

The boy gathered together again and pushed open the door of the main hall to both sides.

The silver-haired god stepped out of the hall, stepped on the jade steps, and came slowly. His face was still gentle, but it seemed to be warm water wrapped in flames, which would boil at any time.

Qu Xingzhi seems to be following behind the god with a small tail, obedient and silent, his eyes that are not stained with dust are covered with fog.

Xie Tan usually had a three-point smile on his face, but now there was no smile and his expression was stiff. The moment he saw Shenjun, the muscles on his face trembled, and his eye circles instantly turned red: "Master, sister, she..."

There was a strange feeling between the twins. Although Xie Tan didn't receive any news, he knew about Xie Wei's fall one step ahead of Jun Changsheng, so he forcibly interrupted the retreat and came to see the god.

"I sensed it as a teacher." Xuehui Shenjun said softly.

Xie Tan's fingers were tightly curled up, his nails were buried in the flesh, and he kowtowed three times on the cold floor, his forehead was blue and blue.

When he raised his head, blood flowed into his eyelids, Xie Tan gritted his teeth: "Master, please, please recall my sister's soul and send her into reincarnation. Please."

When the ending sound echoed in the air, Xie Tan wanted to kowtow again, but was stopped by a pair of warm hands.

The sound of lament passed by his ears, and Xuehui Shenjun shook his head: "A Tan, you don't have to do this."

"Master..."

"It's not that I didn't see you earlier, but I was recalling Awei's soul, planning to personally send Awei to reincarnation, and then pick her up again."

Surprise and gratitude appeared in Xie Tan's eyes.

Xuehui Shenjun looked away: "I can't find Awei's soul."

Xie Tan froze and opened his eyes wide.

The only one in the entire comprehension world who has the ability to send souls into reincarnation is Xuehui Shenjun, but even Xuehui Shenjun can't recall the soul, there is only one possibility...

soul!fly!soul!Scatter!

Xie Tan couldn't restrain his emotions and sobbed loudly.

Xuehui Shenjun was silent for a moment, rubbed the back of Xie Tan's head, and hid the embarrassed Xie Tan under his wide sleeves: "You are a teacher with a smiling face, what do you say when you cry like this? Don't worry, as a teacher, I will try my best to make the tigress look like a tiger. I got it back."

"Longevity." Xuehui Shenjun raised his eyes, "Opening the soul."

Jun Changsheng hesitated: "Master Zu, do you want to gather souls for Uncle Xie?"

Xuehui Shenjun repeated: "Open the soul and come to the stage."

"But... okay." Under the gentle gaze of the god, Jun Changsheng was defeated, turned around and left quickly, "I'll go get ready now."

Lord Xuehui mentioned Xie Tan, and said helplessly: "Don't cry, your three juniors are still here."

Xie Tan sobbed: "Yes, Master."

Above the clouds, the disciples of the Taiyi School who were alarmed by the death knell arrived one after another.

Xuehui Shenjun squinted his eyes, and flicked his sleeves, he ordered: "Fanyin, I would like to make an appointment, you two will go to the Hundred Thousand Mountains in person to find out the situation." When turning to leave, Xuehui Shenjun said again, "Ask the Lord Yuquan to come see me seat!"