Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

"My lord, please come in." The maid stood on both sides of the door, opened the door, bowed her head and saluted, revealing a white and tender neck.

After Jun Buyi stepped into it, the maids packed up their things in an orderly manner.

Some tidied up the bed, some lit sandalwood in the golden furnace, and some replaced it with warm spiritual tea and served delicious spiritual fruit...

"Master, do you want to take a shower and change clothes?" the maid asked with a smile.

"No need." A clear voice sounded.

The maids were a little embarrassed. From their point of view, since the young man was taken by the city lord, he must serve the city lord tonight. If he was not cleaned up and the city lord blamed him, none of them would be able to escape.

Just as she was about to ignore the boy's words and go to prepare hot water, the maid met a pair of blue and ink-like eyes.

Clear and clear as a mirror, untouched by the world of mortals, but with a touch of majesty, people dare not violate it.

The maid took a breath, bowed and left, and gently closed the door.

Light smoke curled up, and a vague fragrance floated over the tip of the nose. The candlelight fell on Jun Buyi through the thin gauze cover, and a silhouette fell on the clean floor.

Jun Buyi looked around, and after confirming that the furnishings in the room were brand new, he found a place to meditate with his eyes down.

At this time, Zhong Ying had already entered the dungeon.

Tonight, City Lord Xue hosted a banquet for the Lord of Changchun Pavilion, and invited a lot of people by the way.Among these guests, dragons and snakes were mixed. In order to maintain order and their own safety, the masters of the City Lord's Mansion basically hid near the banquet, so the guards in the dungeon were not as strict as usual.

Zhong Ying's consciousness enveloped the entire dungeon, and finally fixed his eyes on an old man with a long beard.

It is this old man who guards the dungeon, and it is this old man who controls the dungeon formation.

As long as Zhong Ying gets rid of the old man, he can take Qiu Shiyuan away without anyone noticing without touching the formation.

After determining the target, Zhong Ying pretended to be a patrolling guard and gradually approached the bearded old man.

In the dark space, the old man was facing a row of candles, with a solemn expression, without lifting his eyelids: "This is a forbidden area, if you take a step closer, you will bear the consequences."

Zhong Ying curled his lips and continued to move forward, secretly blocking this space.

The old man opened his eyes, and there was a stern look in his eyes, as if he wanted to kill the ignorant "little guard" under his palm.

Before he could make a move, the sense of urgency suddenly became strong in his heart.

The old man suddenly sensed something was wrong, and when he fled behind him, a black spear pierced his body.

Zhong Ying had no expression on his face, but pulled out his spear neatly.

Bright red blood splashed out, leaving bright marks on the wall.

The old man staggered and fell face-on, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Zhong Ying withdrew his spear and walked carelessly through the cramped passage of the dungeon.

Even if he encountered patrolling guards, Zhong Ying was able to knock people out first, without any fear of making a big commotion. In a blink of an eye, there were many people lying in disorder on the passageway.

The deeper the dungeon, the more powerful the monks were imprisoned, and the more complicated and powerful the formation that trapped the monks.However, Zhong Ying didn't need to break into the center of the dungeon, because Qiu Shiyuan's identity and cultivation could only occupy a place in the outermost circle of the dungeon.

Therefore, Zhong Ying quickly broke the formation and lifted Qiu Shiyuan out of the dark dungeon.

Qiu Shiyuan was only imprisoned in the dungeon for a few days, and all the flesh he had grown in the past four years was gone, and he returned to his fragile bamboo pole appearance.

The only difference is probably that the bamboo pole is a little higher than before.

When Zhong Ying rescued him, Qiu Shiyuan was shocked at first, and then pleasantly surprised. The moment he saw Zhong Ying's face clearly, all his expressions turned into disappointment, and finally he stared at Zhong Ying with eyes full of tears. Not a word.

Zhong Ying suspected that he had been abused for a few days and couldn't speak anymore.

He didn't speak, so Zhong Ying talked more lazily.He carried the man out of the dungeon, and after flying a few times on the roof, he stood on the wall of the City Lord's Mansion and threw him out.

Qiu Shiyuan was startled and wanted to stabilize his figure, but he was so weak that he could only watch himself fall to the floor.

Just as they were about to fall to the ground, a round object like a rattan ball rushed over and acted as a pad for the flesh, and the two of them fell into a ball.

Although Qiu Shiyuan didn't feel any pain from the fall, he was a little dizzy from rolling. Then, he heard an extremely familiar voice.

"Boss, why don't you say anything when you throw people in front of you?"

"Squeak?" Zhong Ying folded his arms around his chest and raised his eyebrows.Tianfeng lifted up Zhong Ying's white robe, because his back was facing the starry night, he couldn't see the sharpness in Peach Blossom's eyes, at first glance, he really looked like an immortal who was about to ride the wind back.

Fatty trembled all over: "Squeak..."

Satisfied, Zhong Ying waved his hand towards Fat Pier, and said: "I'm going to find the elixir, you take the person first." Then he disappeared on the wall.

Fat Dun exhaled, and patted Qiu Shiyuan on the shoulder.He originally wanted to say something, to express his longing for the "reunion after a long absence", but after seeing Shang Qiu Shiyuan's surprised and angry eyes, he felt a little guilty.

His eyes wandered, looking at the sky and the earth, but he didn't dare to look at Qiu Shiyuan: "That, that..." Fatty hesitated and said, "Look, didn't I keep my promise and come to save you?"

"The one who saved me was Senior Brother Zhong."

"I also did my part, no, I did my best, and I begged the boss to save you."

"..."

"Little stone..."

Qiu Shiyuan sighed: "Anyway, you're here too."

Then he got up and staggered towards the depths of the alley, where Muge was waving to the two of them.

Mu Ge was born black, and he stood in the dark place again, if he wanted to see him clearly, it all depended on his white teeth.

"Hey, you two wait for me!" Fatty scratched his head and followed up.

City Lord Xue's small treasury is much more secretive than a dungeon, and the formations in it are even more terrifying.However, City Lord Xue doesn't trust anyone, so there are no strong guards in the small treasury.

Zhong Ying entered the small treasury more smoothly than the dungeon to save people.

When standing in the small treasury of the city lord, even the devil who is used to seeing rare treasures can find a few things of interest.

Spiritual treasures, medicinal herbs, spiritual plant ores... everything is there. It's hard to imagine how City Lord Xue found these things.

Zhong Ying stood in front of a row of shelves, opened the bottles and jars on the shelves one by one, lowered his head and smelled the smell of the elixir.

There are pills for supplementing spiritual power, pills for cultivation, pills for detoxification, and pills for healing the soul...

Zhong Ying rummaged around, but didn't find anything so special that it could be called "Immortal Immortality Pill", so he became a little impatient, and directly waved over with his sleeve, and put all the bottles and jars on the shelf into Xuan Yao in the bracelet.

After sweeping away the pills, Zhong Ying was about to leave, but when he glanced at the ore scattered on the ground, his footsteps paused again.

It's all here, if the "elixir" is not among those pills, but among this mess of spiritual treasures, wouldn't his work be in vain?

Thinking of this, Zhong Ying squinted his eyes, unceremoniously emptied City Lord Xue's small treasury, and stuffed it all into the small world, planning to search slowly after returning to the academy.

After leaving an empty "little treasury", Zhong Ying left here in a good mood, intending to show off to Jun Buyi.

It was late at night, the banquet was still going on, the guests were still eating and drinking, or playing with the beauties, but City Lord Xue had already left the main seat, and his eldest son presided over the banquet.

Zhong Ying was walking in the corridor, and when he was investigating room by room, he bumped into a person head-on.

Zhong Ying dodged sideways, but the man couldn't react in time, and fell directly into the mud.

"Who are you, you dare to harm me, do you know who I am?" The black shadow roared angrily as it got up from the ground.

Turning around, the moment he saw Zhong Ying's face clearly, he froze suddenly.

Even Zhong Ying's eyes were a little subtle.

Because, this is an "old acquaintance".

——Young Master Xue who took a fancy to Zhong Ying's hands and wanted to chop them off to decorate his weapon rack, but was beaten into a pig's head by Zhong Ying in the end.

Young Master Xue was cleared once by Jun Buyi, and he no longer remembers the scene where he was beaten into a pig's head.At this time, his face was flushed, he looked at Zhong Ying at a loss, with a look of love in his heart, and stammered: "You, are you the guest here tonight?"

If the people in Huatang are considered guests, then Zhong Ying is indeed.

Young Master Xue didn't get a response, so he continued to stammer, "I'm from the Xue family, my name is Xue..."

Zhong Ying raised his hand, grabbed Young Master Xue by the collar, opened the door and entered the empty room next to him.

Young Master Xue was pushed staggeringly and almost hit the table, but his face turned even redder. He glanced at the bed and couldn't help thinking: "What are you going to do?"

"Ask you something."

"What?" Young Master Xue was eager to perform well, patted his chest and said, "I must know everything without saying it."

"Where does your father usually sleep?"

"what?"

So Zhong Ying repeated every word.

"Why do you ask this?" Young Master Xue looked blank, and then his eyes gradually became vigilant. He didn't suspect Zhong Ying's "conspiracy", but asked in horror, "Could it be that you have taken a fancy to my father? Are you doing it for my father?" here?"

Zhong Ying: "..."

"Who would like my father's bald head! Are you interested in the identity of the Lord of Bliss?" Young Master Xue felt that he had guessed the truth, and he gritted his teeth angrily, "When I kill my father, I will be the Lord of Bliss! "

Zhong Ying: "...fool?"

"Don't you believe it, in a few decades, I will definitely be able to kill my father!" Young Master Xue almost swore to the sky.

Zhong Ying hooked his little finger towards Young Master Xue: "Come here."

"Why?" Young Master Xue became nervous again.

The next moment, Zhong Ying punched Young Master Xue on the face with his fist, and then added a lower uppercut, a left uppercut, and a right uppercut——

While screaming, he beat Young Master Xue into a pig's head again.

Lifting Young Master Xue's collar, Zhong Ying looked at the pig's face with disgust: "Where does your father usually sleep?"

Young Master Xue was dumbfounded, and said vaguely: "Hanzhang Pavilion."

The young master Xue, who spat out bloody teeth, continued to say: "Generally, only when Dad can't believe it, feels unsafe, and is greedy for beauty, he will send people there. Other men and women, Dad I can sleep anywhere..."

Zhong Ying asked again: "Do you know where the elixir is?"

Young Master Xue was puzzled.

"Immortals can't pour pills!" Zhong Ying added.

"That aphrodisiac, my father keeps it with me at all times, and uses it to shade people..."

Zhong Ying was taken aback: "On the body?"

"Yeah." Young Master Xue nodded with a pig's head, "That aphrodisiac is so powerful that it is said that immortals can take it down. You don't even need to swallow it, just smell it..."

Zhong Ying knocked out Young Master Xue with a slap, and searched for the so-called Hanzhang Pavilion as quickly as possible.

A thought took root in Zhong Ying's mind, and he couldn't stop thinking: Mr. Lianzhong won't be tricked by himself, so he will really carry it, right?

That's too funny, right?

Zhong Ying felt that if Jun Buyi really fell, he would laugh, but for some reason, he felt uncomfortable all over.

There is an urge to find someone and tear it apart.