Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

"Dear son, how do you know about me and your parents?"

Zhong Ying and Zhong Yue sat side by side on the steps under the stone lion, eating all kinds of pastries that Zhong Ying bought, and chatting about various gossips.Before that, Zhong Yue pasted two yellow talismans on the gate of Qi's house to show that after he had dispelled the evil spirits, he let the onlookers go back to his home.

Zhong Ying secretly rolled his eyes, thinking: Of course he knew it in his previous life.

Before Zhong Ying could answer, Zhong Yue happily bit the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and said vaguely: "It must be said by the kid from the Qi family. That kid has bad character, and unexpectedly his mouth is not strict. Dear son, let me tell you... ..."

Zhong Yue touched Zhong Ying's arm with his elbow: "That kid is just a kid, his cultivation level is so low that you can't see it, what can he know? It must be hearsay and rumors, don't believe it~"

In the eyes of Zhong Yue, the baby-faced Taoist, the Patriarch of the Qi family, who has white beard and hair and is approaching his end, is nothing more than a lowly doll.

In fact, the head of the Qi family is really not popular.

Zhong Yue lowered his eyes, his expression was not serious, but his voice was very serious: "You have my surname, and I chose the name. If it's not my son, whose son is it?"

Although he is a cheap father, in his previous life he did regard Zhong Ying as his own son and never broke his promise.

But Zhong Ying didn't see him for the last time...

Zhong Ying was a little snarky in his heart. He always liked to be straightforward, and he casually avoided the subject: "How long has it been since you ate? I bought so much, and you've almost eaten enough."

"It's been a long time. There's nothing edible in that damn place. My mouth has been pale for 13 years." Zhong Yue swallowed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in one gulp, and rummaged through the oil paper bag. I didn't even change my clothes, so I came directly to you."

It was only when Zhong Yue searched to the end that he found the last piece of red bean mille-layer cake in the oil paper bag. Thinking that Zhong Ying seemed to like this kind of thing, Zhong Yue reluctantly gave up the red bean mille-layer cake to make his words more believable. Zhong Ying was given.

Zhong Ying didn't give in, and bit off most of it with one bite.

Zhong Yue couldn't help being disgusted again: "How can you be a son like you, and you won't leave a mouthful for your father."

"If you don't have one, go buy it, it's fine if you don't."

Zhong Yue's eyes lit up: "The location?"

"City West..."

Before Zhong Ying could finish his sentence, he was picked up and stopped firmly in mid-air of Qi Mansion.With his current cultivation base, he naturally couldn't walk against the wind, and it was Zhong Yue who did all of this.

"Why are your hands so cold?" Zhong Yue was surprised.

"It's freezing cold, of course it's cold." Zhong Ying wanted to help his forehead again.

"You just transformed into Qi? Why is your cultivation so rubbish?" Zhong Yue was even more surprised.However, the head of the Qi family had only praised Zhong Ying's progress in cultivation a few days ago, and the difference in vision between the two was comparable to that of Haoyue and Yinghuo.

Zhong Ying felt that he had been stabbed again, and couldn't help defending himself: "Fufeng City's aura is thin, and I have neither a famous teacher to teach nor an elder to guide me. ..."

The implication is: Damn!How can you blame me for being low? !

"That's right..." Zhong Yue nodded, "You are already fourteen, and you have wasted so many years, you need to make up for it..."

Touching his chin and pondering for a moment, Zhong Yue raised Zhong Ying's hand, lowered his head and took a breath.

With just a breath, pure spiritual power is contained in the veins in Zhong Ying's hands and spread to the whole body, dispelling the cold and stiffness, Zhong Ying instantly felt a lot lighter and warm all over.

"I don't want to, let's go to fill our stomachs first, you guide the way—"

The two of them turned into streamers, like meteors falling at night, and fell to West Street in a blink of an eye.

So, the shop owners of various stalls on West Street today saw a strange sight.

In the old days, Master Zhong, who was so hot-tempered, was eaten by a baby-faced Taoist priest from the street to the end of the alley.That little Taoist priest claimed to be Young Master Zhong's father, and he said "heart-hearted son" to Young Master Zhong, but Young Master Zhong neither refuted nor cleared up the other party's mind, and there was some tacit meaning...

What a hit!

The shop owner, who was in a moody mood, even forgot to collect the money from Master Zhong.

Carrying big and small bags, stroking his stomach and belching Zhong Yue was in a great mood.

Until Zhong Ying said coolly: "I don't have any money, I used to eat on credit, Daddy, can you give me some money?"

Zhong Yue froze.

"You don't have any money, do you? Then give Lingshi..."

"I don't have any." Zhong Yue hid his face, "I've been in that ghostly place for so many years, and I lost everything except a few life-saving gadgets. How could I have things like silver spirit stones? "

Zhong Ying: "..."

"Anyway, let's run first!"

"..."

After stuffing the big and small bags into his sleeves, Zhong Yue pulled Zhong Ying and ran away, taking his darling son to eat a king's meal.

There are triple peaks around Fufeng City, and after passing through the mountains, the two headed directly to the nearest Xihe County, Yongzhou.

These big counties are all guarded by immortal powerhouses, guarded by a defense formation, making them indestructible.And Xihe County is controlled by the Luo family. The ancestors of the Luo family are powerful and lived in seclusion for hundreds of years. Few Xiaoxiao dared to make trouble in Xihe Town.Because of the ban on flying in the air, monks who pass by Xihe County usually make a detour.

But Daddy Cheap swaggered through the sky over Xihe County with Zhong Ying.

Without waiting for the monks defending the city to stop the two of them, Zhong Yue pulled Zhong Ying to stop above the county palace.

"Boy from the Luo family." Zhong Yue called out, "Do me a favor."

Pulling out a white note casually, Zhong Yue wrote down the father and son's credit account in a few strokes, wrapped it with a small stone, and threw it down.

That small stone was picked up by Zhong Yue on the steps of Qi Mansion.

After doing all this, the two disappeared without a trace again, and the belated city guard cultivator rushed to nothing and couldn't help but look at each other.

The bill wrapped in stones fluttered and fluttered all the way, passing through the layers of formations of the county prince's mansion silently, and after entering a secret place, another layer of spiritual formations was triggered.

There are thatched huts, small rivers, wooden bridges, and fishermen and children on the wooden bridges in this valley.

The stone directly hit the boy with an "Ouch", and fell into the fisherman's hands, and at the same time, Zhong Yue's carefree voice came through the sound transmission.

The little boy was furious, and was so angry that he almost burst into foul language: "Which bastard..." Dan, "Who doesn't know how to be polite, so arrogant?"

The fisherman, who looked like a hermit fairy, put his fingers on the little boy's lips, and stopped the little boy's anger: "Misfortune comes out of your mouth, so be careful with your words."

The fisherman shook his head: "What's more, if I can help that person, I've earned money today."

The little boy opened his mouth wide.

The fishermen spread out the paper and looked at it carefully.

The little boy was curious, and Nuo Nuo asked: "Old Ancestor, what is your business? Is it dangerous? If..."

"Pay the debt." The fisherman spat out two words.

"Ah! Then, do you want to open the hidden treasure pavilion in the secret realm?" In Xiaotong's mind, it is definitely not a small amount for a strong man even the ancestors of the Luo family to fear.

"No, you go and prepare a few pieces of silver, and order someone to go to Fufeng City."

The note fell into the little boy's arms lightly, and when he saw the handwriting on the note clearly, the little boy was dumbfounded again: "This, this is going to trouble you, Patriarch? Can't you just stop a monk on the road?"

The fisherman smiled lightly: "Where is a random person qualified to help this person?"

Child: "..."

The so-called debt repayment was nothing more than a few pieces of mortal pastry money, but because of the attention of the ancestors of the Luo family in Xihe County, several young talents with good faces and personable manners from the Luo family went to Fufeng City with their broken silver.

They paid off their debts all the way along the shops on West Street, and their demeanor almost blinded the eyes of ordinary people in Fufeng City.

Compared with them, the so-called monks of the Qi family suddenly became idiots.

Luo's young talents left gracefully, and the entire Fufeng City was still excitedly discussing topics such as "Master Zhong", "Little Taoist Priest", "Immortal Repaying Debt".

Qi Shao, the eldest young master of Qi who woke up in the pavilion, stared blankly at the "Qi family's tomb", unable to believe that he was the only one left in the "rectified" and "powerful" Qi family in his opinion.

This Er Que young master was so well protected that he didn't know about the "blood sacrifice magic" from the beginning to the end.

He only knew that he had been locked up in the small dark room for a long time. On the tenth night, he heard a strange sound, and when he stepped on a small stool and looked out the window of the small black room, he saw a terrible massacre.

What's even more frightening is that the butcher is his relative, and the people who were slaughtered are also his relatives.

That nightmare made him faint from fright...

Qi Shao cried with tears streaming down his face, searched every corner of Qi's house, and after finding no living person, he ran out of Qi's mansion to ask for help.

The kind neighbors in the past looked at him with pity, and told him about the Taoist eradication of evil things.

Seeing Qi Shao in a daze, he finally mentioned: "By the way, Young Master Zhong was picked up by his father, and the one who subdued the evil is Young Master Zhong's father."

Zhong Ying was taken to fly for three days and three nights.

He hasn't bigu yet, and for the past three days, he can only rely on eating pastries to support his stomach.

He was weak in cultivation, even with the protection of Zhong Yue's spiritual power, the long flight still made him dizzy, so that he didn't know which direction Zhong Yue took him to fly.

On the fourth day, Zhong Yue put his hand on Zhong Ying's shoulder and patted: "I've thought about it for three days, and I think your cultivation base is really good, and it's best to go to the academy to make up for it."

Zhong Ying was confused: "Huh?"

"The best school in the world is Yuxin Academy, I brought you here directly."

The four names of "Yuxin Academy" that were so familiar to Zhong Ying's soul trembled in his ears, and Zhong Ying instantly sobered up a lot.

Then I heard the baby-faced Zhong Yue solemnly say: "The official enrollment time of Yuxin Academy has passed more than half, and your cultivation base of just entering Huaqi can't pass the admission test, so I plan to let you go through the back door."

"...In short, I will arrange everything for you, dear son, just go to school well."

Zhong Ying: "Why do I have to go to school early? Give me a year, and I can go to school with the top score in the test ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)"

Before Zhong Ying could finish his sentence, Daddy gave him a push on his shoulder.

At present, Zhong Ying, who has no ability to resist, directly fell into the clouds, falling at an alarming speed.

The sound of howling wind blew past him, his hair and robes floated, and the wind blew his skin faintly.

The cheap father's voice came into his ears: "Son, if there is any shameless bullying you, remember to report your father's name. Your father's name as the number one sword fairy in the world is not for nothing. Yes, whoever refuses to accept me will beat him until he accepts!"

"Ouch!"

Zhong Ying landed on his buttocks, unexpectedly it didn't hurt much, and on the green grass beside him, he dropped a large package, which was full of pastries, which were leftovers from the two of them.

When Zhong Ying raised his head, Zhong Yue had long since disappeared.

"Damn it! It's too bad!" Zhong Ying once again swears because he is cheap for his father.

On the island in the clouds.

The 99 sword steles stand densely between the sky and the earth, like 99 peerless fairy swords with murderous aura, once unsheathed, they are invincible.

And each sword stele is guarded by a white-clothed sword cultivator. There are 99 white-clothed sword cultivators in 98 sword steles. Only the tallest and sharpest sword stele in the center is empty.

The dark chains were wrapped around the sword stele, and the tail of the chain went deep under the island, with no end in sight, but the sword stele group formed a sophisticated, complex, and terrifying ancient magic circle.

According to legend, the existence of this magic circle is to imprison and suppress the most terrifying and powerful demon in ancient times.

An azure long sword fell from the sky, and with the momentum of wind and thunder, it was inserted under the sword tablet in the center, instantly activating the ancient formation.

The 98 white-clothed sword cultivators woke up and bowed to the center at the same time.

The baby-faced Taoist with a snow-white crane feather stuck in his head stood under the central sword stele, holding a scabbard in his hand.

That azure fairy sword was obviously the saber he carried on his back all year round.

The sword repairman in white said at the same time: "Welcome to the return of the sword master."