Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

Zhong Ying's mood was a bit complicated. He got the Luli Spear in the Endless Abyss. It's not that he never thought about the origin of the Luli Spear, but he didn't expect that the Luli Spear was more extraordinary than he thought.

The person who refines it is the Lord Xuehui, and the material for the refiner is the Lord of the Abyss...

Enough to be called unique!

The sleeve was pulled gently, Zhong Ying lowered his head and saw Qu Xingzhi's hand.

Qu Xingzhi lowered his voice: "Let's go see Master?" He was worried, "Although Master didn't say anything, I know that he was seriously injured in order to win the Lord of the Abyss, and then he led the way to the leader of the street lamp." The soul is sent into reincarnation, and it is retreating to refine the weapon, it is estimated that he has not recovered well, and he does not know how the master is doing."

At the end, Qu Xingzhi sighed: "Just now the thunder disaster was so terrifying..."

"It's not him who was struck by the thunder." Zhong Ying said with a smile, "Why do you look like a little old man?"

Qu Xingzhi frowned: "Why are you talking like that!"

Zhong Ying clicked his tongue: "Okay, let's go."

Jun Buyi took two oranges from the table, each of them stuffed one, got up and said, "Let's go."

So Jun Buyi walked in front, Zhong Ying and Qu Xingzhi walked behind peeling the oranges, and quietly left the banquet.

Out of the corner of Jun Changsheng's eyes, he saw the three of them, and shook his head: "It's still my little uncle and they are at ease."

Taoist Qianyuan took a sip of the wine and said with a smile: "How can there be so many rules today, just look at them." He secretly pointed to the disciples of the Taiyi School, "It's because of your seriousness that they don't dare to drink and mess around to celebrate. gone."

"I know I was wrong."

Taoist Qianyuan changed the subject: "I remember that little girl from Yuquan Palace is leaving today?"

When Bai Xiao was mentioned, Jun Changsheng's expression softened, and his eyes were filled with moonlight, sparkling: "Yes, she hasn't returned to Yuquan Palace for six years, and the master of Yuquan Palace has urged her several times."

Taoist Qianyuan reminded: "Then why don't you go and accompany her?"

Jun Changsheng wanted to shake his head, but his body didn't listen to him, and he froze. He avoided Taoist Qianyuan's eyes for a long time, and said in a low voice, "Master, I'm going first."

He got up, his body was tall and straight, his footsteps were smooth, and his every move revealed the aura of the general of the battle of killing evil, which made people dare not look at him closely.Those monks who had experienced the battle of killing evil noticed Jun Changsheng's posture, and under the habit they had cultivated over the years, they subconsciously kept silent, assuming a posture of fighting at any time.

When Jun Changsheng passed by Bai Xiao's side, he grabbed her sleeve, secretly held her arm through a thin layer of sleeve, and then led Bai Xiao to trot away.

Everyone: "..."

After Zhong Ying finished eating the oranges, he reached the top of Longshou Peak.

Shenjun Xuehui didn't stay in the main hall, nor in the bedroom, but sat and rested under the corridor.

The bright light penetrated the linden branches, spreading obliquely on the floor.Shenjun Xuehui rested his elbows on the railing, propped his chin, lowered his eyes slightly, and sporadic light fell on the hem of his long-haired coat.

Qu Xingzhi subconsciously lowered his footsteps, he didn't want to disturb Master, so he turned around and was about to leave.

Xuehui Shenjun said with a lazy voice: "It's all here, come here."

Zhong Ying and the others stepped on five or six steps of the wooden ladder, and stopped not far from Shenjun. Zhong Ying leaned on the red lacquered pillar, looked up and down Shenjun, and felt that Xuehui Shenjun was not stable except for his breathing, and his face was a little pale Besides, there was no big problem, so he pointed behind him and said, "Little Junior Brother is very worried about you, so let's come and see you."

"I..." Qu Xingzhi looked at Zhong Ying incredulously, his face turned red instantly.

"Worried?" Xuehui Shenjun smiled, "Little Miaoer is still so cute."

Qu Xingzhi was at a loss, not knowing how to respond.

Lord Xuehui beckoned to Qu Xingzhi: "Come here, let me have a look."

When Qu Xingzhi approached, Xuehui Shenjun asked him to lean against the pillar, raised his hand to compare his height, and nodded in satisfaction: "I have grown taller again, it seems that the food this year has been good."

Then he patted the boy on the shoulder: "Well, my body is stretched, and I haven't gained weight."

After checking around, he smiled and said, "Like a cat meowing twice."

Qu Xingzhi was like a furry cat, biting his lower lip and looking at Xue Huishenjun, looking like he wanted to run but couldn't, and stammered with a blushing face, "Master, stop teasing me."

"I haven't heard your voice for a long time, I miss you a little."

Qu Xingzhi's eyes changed, and after he struggled for a moment, he lowered his head and let out a "meow", his eyelashes trembled, as if he was extremely ashamed.

Lord Xuehui chuckled lightly, and commented: "It's still better to hear the voice of a little milk cat."

Qu Xingzhi lowered his head, he was almost ashamed to see people, Xuehui Shenjun let his little disciple go, and called Zhong Yinger over, as if he wanted to do what he did to Qu Xingzhi on Zhong Yinger Repeat, after meeting the eyes of the two, he gave up this idea again.

My apprentice is an adult, so I can't be too funny...

So, Lord Xuehui only raised his hand, compared the heights of the two, and said solemnly, "Both of you are not tall."

Zhong Ying pouted.

Is not this nonsensical?He and Jun Buyi are not twelve or thirteen-year-old boys, and it is impossible to look the same every day, not to mention that this is the world in the mirror, and the past six years are actually just a snap of the fingers.

"but……"

Xuehui Shenjun's next words made Zhong Ying explode: "Zhong Ying, you were a finger shorter than Unyielding six years ago, and you are still a finger shorter this year."

Jun Buyi subconsciously glanced at Zhong Ying.

Zhong Ying stared back, and retorted unwillingly: "I am one year younger than him, and I can grow one year longer than him, and then I will be taller than him!"

Xuehui Shenjun smiled but not a smile: "I hope so."

Zhong Ying wanted to say something, but was stopped by Jun Buyi, who comforted him: "Do you want fruit tea? I'll make it for you."

"Then you soak it right away!" Zhong Ying was not good at opening his mouth.

"it is good."

"The tea sets are all complete." Lord Xuehui pointed to the green-glazed tea set on the stone table in the gazebo, and then to the small clay-red stove on the side, "You can make tea and wine as you please, but for the teacher and Xiao Miaoer to drink Have a drink."

Jun Buyi raised his eyes and saw the red xylophone case on the bench for the first time, and asked, "God is going to play the piano?"

In the Demon Suppressing Sword Tower, Xuehui Shenjun, who was trapped by the black iron chain and the long sword, once looked at his left arm that had turned into bones and said he could play the piano, but his left hand was crippled and he could no longer play the piano.

"You want to hear it?"

Zhong Ying hurriedly said: "Master, if you don't want to make tea, wouldn't it be just right for you to play the piano?" She thought to herself, they can't let them drink tea for nothing.

Lord Xuehui was willing to satisfy his disciples many times, so he said hello when he heard the words.

The bamboo curtain of the gazebo is half rolled up, and the gauze flutters and flutters in the long wind, fluttering like a butterfly. You don’t intend to concentrate on making tea, the water vapor is dense, and the tea fragrance is overflowing.

Xuehui Shenjun adjusted the sound of the piano, stroking the piano casually, the melodious sound of the piano reverberated like flowing water, and tinkling like wind chimes.The sound of the piano is light and bright, yet elegant and soft, which complements the fragrance of tea.

Qu Xingzhi moved a small round stool and sat between Jun Buyi and Shenjun, looking at one and then the other with admiration on his face.

Zhong Ying leaned on the bench swaggeringly, his eyes pierced through the veil, and fell on the pavilions, towers, pavilions and overlapping mountains covered by snow, enjoying the scenery while listening to the music.

Xuehui Shenjun played a piece he had never heard before, but the vast atmosphere in the sound of the piano, wrapped in the charm of the long river of time, is far inferior to the current king who is in full bloom.

Unexpectedly, you are too young.

However, Jun didn't expect the youthful youthfulness in the sound of the piano, which Xuehui Shenjun didn't have.

In fact, Zhong Ying can't appreciate the music of the piano, but he still feels happy, and the depression in his heart dissipates without a trace.

Played it very well... Zhong Ying Ai Wuji Wu thought, it would be better for Jun Buyi to play the piano, his eyes stopped on the teapot for a moment, Zhong Ying thought again, the tea he brewed should be the one that suits his taste best.

After the song was over, Jun didn't mean to pour tea for the three of them, with a clear voice: "Master, what's the name of this song?"

"I forgot……"

Jun Buyi raised his eyes, seemingly surprised.

Lord Xuehui took a sip of tea, his brows and eyes were smudged by the mist: "This is the piano music from my hometown."

A pair of Taoist couples came from the end of the corridor, it was Jinyue and Sanskrit.Jin Yue smiled and said, "Junior brother, let's come and ask for a cup of tea."

Jun Buyi nodded: "En."

Xuehui Shenjun teased: "You came here just to have a cup of tea?"

"Of course not." Jinyue coughed lightly, "I heard that the arowanas in Master's Tianchi are fat and strong. Let's manage Tianchi for Master."

"I even brought the fishing rod." Xuehui Shenjun shook his head, "At most, he can only catch half a bucket. If there is too much, don't blame the teacher for turning his face."

The couple replied at the same time: "Yes."

After the two of them had a cup of tea, they sat shoulder to shoulder on a smooth pebble to fish. Sanskrit tilted his head and said, "Master, can you tell us about your hometown? What kind of world is that like?" "

"Master, I don't remember."

"Master..." Qu Xingzhi looked at Xuehui Shenjun, his eyes were black and pure, and there was only anticipation and intimacy.

Xuehui Shenjun's heart softened, and he rubbed Qu Xingzhi's forehead: "I really forgot, I only remember a little bit of the scene."

Qu Xingzhi asked: "What kind of scene?"

Xuehui Shenjun's eyes fell on a very distant place, and fell into the memory: "I only remember the place where I lived before. I built a thatched hut by myself on a small slope with few people. Spirit tree, there is a small stream passing through it, the vegetation on the side of the stream is green and lush, and from time to time there are finger-sized fish scurrying around."

"The sparrow made a nest on the tree trunk, and the barn swallow nested under the eaves..."

Following Shenjun's words, the disciples of Shenjun came here one after another.

They didn't bother Shenjun, or squatted on the ridge of the roof in a daze, or sat on the tree trunk with their legs crossed, or set up a table in the courtyard to play chess, and even sat in a row on the railing...

Unexpectedly, it is impossible for you to be like a handyman disciple, pour tea for each senior brother and sister, and simply put the teapot on the table, whoever wants to drink can pour it himself, and sit next to Zhong Ying by himself, and the two whisper from time to time .

Taoist Qianyuan dropped his son and stroked his beard: "Master, do you prefer swallows or sparrows?"

"I like them all." After thinking for a while, Xuehui Shenjun smiled, "However, these are not the things I like the most as a teacher."

"What's your favorite?"

Lord Xuehui seemed to have seen the hut and the stream, and his voice was softer than usual: "During the beginning of summer, every night, countless fireflies fly out of the grass, like, like thousands of stars. "

"You don't have to see me off, go back." Bai Xiao whispered in front of the Taiyi Zong Mountain Gate.

Not far away, the spirit ship of Yuquan Palace stopped in mid-air, and the disciples of Yuquan Palace stood on the bow, waiting for Bai Xiao.

Jun Changsheng looked at Bai Xiao, who was a little depressed, and felt a little stuffy in his chest. He was used to having this girl by his side, and now that she was leaving, Jun Changsheng was not used to it.

"Well, you go back, be careful on the way." Jun Changsheng said so.

Bai Xiao nodded, turned and left, only took two steps when he was pulled by the wrist, turned around, leaned forward, his forehead rested on a warm chest, and a familiar breath came over his face.

Jun Changsheng leaned forward: "Wait for me."

Bai Xiao's eyes were blank.

Jun Changsheng whispered, "Wait for me to pick you up."

Bai Xiao turned her head shyly, and hummed inaudibly.

After the two bid farewell, Jun Changsheng went back to the banquet first. When he saw a group of Taiyi sect disciples who were drunk and staggered, and even went crazy with alcohol, the corners of his mouth twitched. At the same time, he found that Taoist Qianyuan had left at some time.

One of the disciples was drunk and stupefied, his left foot was mixed with his right, and he almost fell to the ground, but Jun Changsheng grabbed him.

Jun Changsheng was afraid that his appearance would scare them, so he helped the disciple to a corner and left quietly.

He searched for the breath of Taoist Qianyuan, went to the top of Longshou Peak, and found the backyard.

After seeing the scene clearly, he couldn't help but pause.

Shenjun was playing the piano, the sound of the piano was gentle and clear, Qu Xingzhi lay on his knees, seemed to be asleep, his eyelashes fluttered in the wind, and his expression was as peaceful as a baby.

Zhong Ying and Jun Buyi sat on the bench with their heads leaning against each other, whispering, when the light gauze covered their faces, Zhong Ying tilted his head, touched Jun Buyi's face, and then smiled triumphantly.

His master, Taoist Qianyuan, was playing chess with an uncle, and two stinky chess players were blowing their beards and staring.

Sanskrit and Jinyue were fishing, they said they were fishing, and when they took the bait, they threw them back, back and forth, playing with the fish non-stop.

Liu Cong is fisting someone.

There were a few people squatting on the ridge, a row was crowded on the railing, and a few people were throwing dice in the corridor. Jun Changsheng noticed that there were many disciples of the gods squatting outside the courtyard...

There are three thousand disciples under Shenjun's sect. If this courtyard can't hold it, it may be full.

Jun Changsheng couldn't help but think that if the Xie Tan siblings and the uncles who died in the Boneyard were still alive, it would be even more lively.

As for now, there is nothing wrong with it.

The years are good and the flowers are blooming.

After the short rest time passed, Jun Unexpectedly was arrested by Jun Changsheng to help again. Zhong Ying's face was dark, and he followed him to sneer and help out with coolies.

There is no doubt that the Taiyi Sect has a profound heritage. In the entire Kyushu for 5000 years, there is no sect that can match the Taiyi Sect's three-point prosperity.

However, the tide of evil things is extremely dangerous, and no one can guarantee that it will be safe. Otherwise, the Xie Wei siblings would not have fallen. Therefore, Tai Yizong has suffered a lot of casualties in the past six years.

Of course, the number of casualties can only be said to be very small compared to other sect families.

Jun Changsheng took Zhong Ying and his two senior disciples, several senior disciples, Zhuang Qi and a group of young disciples, and went through the files for several days in a row, and finally set a record on the hundreds of thousands of Taiyi sect's casualties and the number of evil things killed. What kind of merit, how to reward, how to appease... and other problems have been solved.

Zhong Ying kicked the file aside, stretched his waist, and said, "Can we go?"

Zhuang Qi was flipping through something, didn't notice who was speaking, and subconsciously said: "Master will soon ascend the position of suzerain, there are many things to do, the things needed for the succession ceremony of suzerain must be prepared, and the evil spirits must be punished." With so many fellow sects lost in the war of war, we must sacrifice to heaven on the day of the Suzerain Ceremony..."

Luo Li talked a lot, Zhuang Qi noticed that the air was getting colder and colder, and a murderous intent locked on to him, she couldn't help shivering, and when she raised her head, she met Zhong Ying's eyes that were as sharp as thousands of blades, cautiously Shut up.

"Say it again." Zhong Ying said coldly.

Zhuang Qi naturally... can't say no matter what!

Six years ago, Zhuang Qi was naturally not afraid of Zhong Ying, but in the battle of killing evil, seeing Zhong Ying killing evil things like kneading tofu, Zhuang Qi was naturally intimidated.

"Don't worry about the Suzerain Ceremony." Jun Buyi put the scrolls on the shelf and placed them neatly, "Eldest Senior Brother said today that he will personally hold the Succession Ceremony for his disciples. The Suzerain Succession Ceremony has never been It’s all done by the master for the disciples, where there are disciples who are busy on their own.”

Jun Changsheng was slightly moved.

"Nephew Jun, let's go first, Sister Fanyin has something to do with us." Jun Buyi put the book basket back to its original place, and left with Zhong Ying.

Zhong Ying was extremely skeptical: "Sister Fanyin really said that? Why didn't I know?"

Jun Buyi nodded: "Senior sister told me in the communication amulet."

"what's up?"

Zhong Ying folded her arms around her chest, making up her mind that if it was such a stinky and troublesome thing again, she would definitely not let you go.

Jun Buyi shook his head: "Sister Fanyin didn't say anything."

Zhong Ying snorted: "It's definitely not a good thing."

Following the guiding talisman given by Senior Sister Fanyin, Zhong Ying and the others came to a slope in the Longshou Mountain Range, and it was almost dusk.The soil slope is very ordinary, the spiritual energy is not very strong, and there are no precious spiritual plants, only a few scattered spiritual trees.

The snow on the top of Longshou Peak melts, forming countless small streams. There is a small stream on the hillside, which is forked from the water of the snow mountain.

I would like to wait for a few senior brothers, those who chipped wood, those who bundled thatch, and those who bundled thatch, were busy walking around.

Zhong Ying was slightly stunned, remembering what Xuehui Shenjun once said, in his hometown, there was a hut, a stream, green grass...

"It's almost here." Fanyin walked out of the sunset with a few insect nets in his arms, looking even more gorgeous, "Junior Brother Zhong, Junior Brother Jun, I'll be waiting for you."

Unexpectedly, Jun raised his eyes, and his eyes were foggy like the blue ink. He remembered the ordinary thatched hut he saw in the forbidden area of ​​Yuxin Academy: "You plan to turn what the god said that day into reality?"

"That's right." Sanskrit blinked, "Master misses the hut in his hometown so much, we will build an identical place in Taiyi Sect."

Zhong Ying asked what he was concerned about: "You asked us to repair the hut?"

"Just leave the tiring work of repairing thatched huts to Brother Jinyue and the others. The two of you will go catch Liuying with me."

Zhong Ying questioned: "Isn't it something that can be done with a small trick?"

Fanyin's slender fingers gently pressed against his chest: "Only by doing it yourself can you show sincerity. Brother, think about it, each of us can grab a handful of Liuying and give it to Master, so that Master can see our intentions."

Zhong Ying: "..."

So you have nothing to do to catch Liuying and leave Jun Changsheng busy to death? ? ?

An insect net was stuffed in each of Zhong Ying's hands, and Sanskrit led the way: "Follow me."

Before Zhong Ying left, he saw Qu Xingzhi running in a hurry, excitedly talking to Jinyue.

After arriving at a bush, Zhong Ying saw Taoist Qianyuan holding the same insect net.The gray-haired old man jumped back and forth among the bushes just to catch a firefly.

...It turned out that all the disciples of Shenjun were doing this without telling him.

For monk Yu, especially for Taoists like Taoist Qianyuan and others, it is ridiculous to repair thatched huts and catch Liuying fireflies with their own hands.

However, they really admired and admired the god, even if they had already spread their wings and flew high, they were still willing to do some insignificant things for Xuehui.

The sky was dark and the stars were all over the sky.

Countless fireflies were disturbed and flew out of the bushes, dotted around the crowd, one of them landed on the tip of Jun Bu Yi's hair, and the other landed on Zhong Ying's fingertips.

The shimmer flickers on and off, like a star.

Zhong Ying leaned over, held the lock of crow's hair, put the "star" and the crow's hair together in his palm, and handed it to Jun Buyi, who was as cold as a fairy.

He said, "For you."

The disciple of Xuehui Shenjun is willing to send thousands of fireflies.

The "little star" that Zhong Ying caught must be given to Jun Buyi.

Because Zhong Ying remembered that when he was in the Crown Prince's Palace of Chongming Kingdom, Jun Buyi hugged him and said he wanted a star.