After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

Xu Fu knelt on one knee on the jade steps of the water pavilion, lowered his eyes, Qingyi's face was pale and bloodless, "I have failed to bring Junior Brother Xiaojiu back, please punish me."

Standing on one side, Master Zhong looked gloomy and said angrily, "My apprentice's life or death is uncertain, what's the point of punishing you?"

"Junior brother is too angry, Xu Fu didn't do it on purpose, why are you so angry?" Crazy Xiao stood up to protect the calf.

Xu Fu lowered his head deeply, staring at the white jade brick in front of him, "Master, stop defending me. If Junior Brother Xiao Jiu dies, Xu Fu would like to pay for his life."

"Your life can compare with the life of my little brother Jiu?" Miao Zhen gritted her teeth and said bitterly.

Crazy Xiao kept his face straight, and was about to teach Miaozhen a few words, when he heard the crashing sound of the beaded curtains on the stage, and a pure and flawless hand protruded from it. With Shen Ning's intent to kill.

"No need to say any more, I have made up my mind on this matter."

Ziyi Zhenjun pondered, looking through several people and looking at the vast mist in the distance, which is in the direction of the nineteenth city, "I have lived with the demons for many years, and I didn't want to stir up disputes between the righteous and the demons, so as not to cause disaster. Innocent, so the demons ambushed the disciples of the sect in the holy market, I endured this."

"The devil sent killers to kill the disciples of my sect. I thought it was safe and sound in Yuan Jiuyuan, so nothing happened." Ziyi Zhenjun squinted his slender eyes, and suddenly sneered, "But the devil is too deceptive, how dare he kill me in my life?" Captured Yuan Jiuyuan under his nose and treated our No. [-] sect as nothing, if he endured it any longer, wouldn't it be a gentleman's action?"

Master Chong's ugly expression improved, and he clasped his hands and begged, "I beg you to go to the Nineteenth City, and bring my beloved student back from the Nineteenth City."

"Miaozhen is willing to go with Master!" Miaozhen raised her robe and knelt on the ground clangingly.

Xu Fu raised his head, "The disciple made a big mistake, I implore the True Monarch to let the disciple go together."

True Monarch Ziyi stood with his hands behind his back, the wind blowing his large brocade sleeves, his face was calm and dignified, with a majestic appearance, "The three of you are indispensable."

Zhong Zhenren was dissatisfied with Xu Fu losing his beloved apprentice, but he knew in his heart that Xu Fu was the strongest among the disciples of the sect, and he was able to take Xu Fu to the Nineteenth City and save his beloved apprentice.

Xu Fu kowtowed deeply, and said loudly: "My disciple thanked Zhenjun."

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me." Ziyi Zhenjun raised the corners of his lips, smiled a bit murderously, and said unhurriedly: "There are 1000 people left in the sect, and the rest will follow me in a flying boat to the demon king's lair to meet. meet him."

Everyone present was shocked.

There are over ten thousand inner disciples in the seven peaks of Xuanyue Sect. Although there are uneven levels of practice, on average, everyone is a decent master. These 1 people were parachuted into the nineteenth city, and even the frenzied Ji Tianmo You have never had this kind of treatment before, how can the current devil, He De, be able to enjoy such an honor!

Crazy Xiao was silent like a cicada, thinking about a person sleeping at home, and opening his eyes to 1 people in the palace coming to beat him, the scene is really terrifying, "Master, this is not right."

"What's wrong?" Ziyi Zhenjun asked casually.

Crazy Xiao twisted open the wine gourd and took a big gulp of wine, "We have not been in trouble with the devil for many years, if we make a big fight for Yuan Jiuyuan this time, I am afraid it will cause the devil to retaliate. Not worth it!"

True Monarch Ziyi nodded, seemed to be seriously thinking about what he said, and then said calmly: "You are right."

"So you stay and watch the house."

Crazy Xiao's expression froze, and he stopped talking despondently.

A disdainful chuckle escaped from Ziyi Zhenjun's lips, and he lifted his weight lightly and said: "If the devil dares to hurt Wen... Yuan Jiuyuan, I will burn his palace, kill him and sit down three thousand soul boys, and tell him to listen. When it comes to Yuan Jiuyuan's name, he will be in constant fear."

Chong Zhenren showed hope, and eagerly asked: "Master, when shall we set off?"

Zhenjun Ziyi smiled leisurely: "Ring the summoning bell, activate all the flying boats in the gate, and set off immediately."

……

It was a dark and windy day, a ruined temple outside the city.

There was a big hole in the beam, and there were spider webs hanging from it. The original color of the black and dirty wall could not be seen clearly. Disappointed.

Ye Jialan took the healing elixir and forcibly suppressed the serious injuries in his body. If he couldn't rush back to the demons to heal within seven days, he would explode and die tragically.

Wen Gu sat upright, didn't dare to look around, and advised very sincerely, "Let me go back, my master loves me very much, and if he finds out that you have taken me away, he will definitely trouble you."

"You want to lie to me?" Ye Jialan leaned limply on a corner of the altar, covered his lips and coughed, "No one in the demon clan knows that Chongyi Dao hates you, and he will be so happy when you leave him!"

Wen Gu glanced at him, then lowered his head and said, "No, my master and senior sister, as well as Xu Fu's senior brother and Ziyi Zhenjun all treated me very well."

Ye Jialan was provoked by him, "You little devil boy, their decent people hate us demons to the bone, they didn't kill you but because they have a good face, and they still want them to treat you well? You are dreaming."

Wen Gu got angry, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Ye Jialan took out Jinxiu, a mandarin duck playing in the water, and carefully wiped the blood that was coughed up from the corner of his mouth, "Do you regret not killing me just now?"

"I don't have blood on my hands." Wen Gu said sullenly.

As if hearing a big joke, Ye Jialan laughed so hard, "Is there anyone in our demon race who doesn't have blood on his hands?"

Wen Gu glanced at him, and asked unhappily, "Have you killed many people?"

Ye Jialan's laughter stopped abruptly, and Ye Yan's face contained sarcasm, but he said in a nonchalant tone: "I have practiced a magic technique that does not kill people, but anyone who is fascinated by me will be tortured by the soul boy, and life is worse than death." .”

It turned out to be a mage who played control.

Wen Gu which pot does not open which pot to lift: "You cast a charm on me?"

Ye Jialan's blood surged up, and his throat was suddenly sweet. Is there any need to ask this question?He asked sternly: "Aren't you a good man? Why didn't you respond when I transformed into that Wengu?"

Wen Gu scratched the back of his head, pretended to be stupid and said, "I'm already so good-looking, other beauties can't catch my eyes."

The narcissistic Ye Jialan felt ashamed. Thinking of this, he took out the small bronze mirror and lead powder, and applied the powder with ease to cover the red marks on his face, and took out the rouge to apply bright rouge.

For a while, he looked at the mirror and felt sorry for himself, looking at the beautiful woman in the mirror with satisfaction.

Wen Gu tilted his head, his dark eyes twinkled like stars, looking curiously.

If in Nineteenth City, someone dared to stare at Ye Jialan's face with this kind of eyes, he would definitely turn his face on the spot, but at this moment he could feel that there was no contempt or malice in Wen Gu's eyes, it was just very embarrassing for a man to smear. interested.

"I'm different from you." Ye Jialan retracted the bronze mirror, stood up staggeringly while leaning on the altar, "I'm not addicted to broken sleeves, I just practiced charm."

Wen Gu pursed his lips and said a word of praise: "Your charm is very powerful."

Can you forget about my charms?Ye Jialan didn't want to pay attention to him, walked to the entrance of the ruined temple, suddenly stopped, knelt down on the ground with a thud, and kowtowed three times: "This subordinate has seen Lord Demon General!"

At the entrance of the empty temple, withered yellow leaves float gently, and a thick black mist appears out of thin air. A man wearing a black cloak and a fire lotus mask walks out of the billowing black mist, and his sharp and strange smile echoes in the temple. Li, "I was going to be chased by Xu Fu, but I didn't expect to meet you, a stinky fox here."

Ye Jialan smiled flatteringly, stood up and said respectfully: "Your subordinate is far away."

The demon general raised his face, and looked at him disdainfully with his chin, "Then Xu Fu has some skills, you stinky fox can really hide from Anyi, and killed a few brothers in Xu Fu's hands."

"It's the subordinate's dereliction of duty, and he failed to relieve the devil's worries." Ye Jialan was used to taking the blame for his boss, and asked with a smile: "Does the devil general have medicine for wounds? Can you give some to the subordinates?"

The demon general took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve and threw it on the ground, "Who is in the temple?"

Ye Jialan picked up the medicine on the ground, wiped it and put it in his arms. He was startled when he heard the question, and said hesitantly, "It's Yuan Jiuyuan."

If he brings Yuan Jiuyuan back to the Nineteenth City alone, he will be among the three thousand soul boys of the Demon Lord, and he will be as majestic as this Demon General. The character of the Mozu people, this credit is for sure.

"Yuan Jiuyuan?"

The greedy eyes under the red lotus mask were filled with red waves, and the demon general walked towards the temple in a few steps, overjoyed and said: "I actually captured Yuan Jiuyuan, and relieved the demon king from his confidant's serious troubles. A high-ranking official and rich salary are just around the corner!"

Ye Jialan was amazed at his shamelessness, and chased after him in a few steps, "Master Demon General, we captured Yuan Jiuyuan together. When you see the Demon Lord, tell him my name."

"Your name?" The demon general sneered disdainfully, strode across the threshold of the temple, and asked sarcastically, "Isn't your name called Smelly Fox?"

Ye Jialan's ingratiating smile froze on his face, and he stood there staring blankly at his back.

Wen Guwei squatted behind the altar, revealing half of his heroic and stern face, his black and round pupils were clean, and he could hear the conversation between the two outside clearly. Compared to Ye Jialan, this demon general is too annoying up!

The demon general came to the altar and saw him as if he had found a treasure, "Haha! It really is Yuan Jiuyuan!"

"Stay away from me." Wen Gu stared at him hard, deliberately suppressing his voice to pretend to be fierce.

The demon general suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed his collar like a ghost, and dragged him out from behind the altar, "I will cut off one ear of Yuan Jiuyuan and bring him back first, you stinky fox will escort him away!" Go back to Nineteenth City, do you understand?"

Cut... cut off the ears?

Wen Gu's cheeks turned pale with fright, and he wanted to take out the epee in the prayer beads to fight him to the death, but the demon pressed the gloomy and cold ghost so that his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and he couldn't move.

beg for mercy?Impossible, Wen Gu's body is very soft, but his bones are harder than stones.

Ye Jialan walked in and begged in a low voice: "Master Demon General, this subordinate has served under the Demon Lord for 100 years, and is just waiting for this opportunity to be promoted. If I can become a soul boy, I will definitely die for you... "

The demon general glanced at him, Ye Jialan covered his body with a light veil and wore a loose robe, he was even lower than the most dissolute young man in the Goulan courtyard, and said coldly: "You are just a lecherous pleasure for others Little boy, dare to bargain with this general here, do you think this general has taken your credit?"

"Subordinates dare not." Ye Jialan's face was ashen.

The demon general ignored it, took out a bright dagger, brought it to his mouth and blew gently, and looked at Yuan Jiuyuan who was caught in his hand.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but in this short moment, Yuan Jiuyuan seemed to be a different person suddenly. Instead of seeing the stubbornness of seeing death as home just now, he narrowed his eyes in confusion, and then stared at him coldly and menacingly.

The glacier with eyes like the cold sky, just one glance, can see a chill rushing from the demon general's body.

He became so angry that he decided not to cut off his ears, but to goug out his eyeballs would be the same as claiming credit.

The demon general is very confident in his own strength, Yuan Jiuyuan is only at the golden core stage, such monks are like toys in his hands, and he has killed countless of them.

So when Yuan Jiuyuan suddenly got rid of the shackles, grabbed his wrist unexpectedly, and twisted his backhand forcefully, the demon general was stunned for a moment, and then he felt his hand loosen, and the dagger was snatched away.

The phalanges of the white and slender fingers protruded clearly, giving him a manly and clear aura. He held the dagger and stabbed it neatly into the neck of the demon general. It took only three seconds for his eyes to change to kill, and the whole set of movements was done in one go without any hesitation. .

Dark red blood drops rolled down the sharp dagger, dripping onto the ground.

"When killing people, don't look forward and backward."

Yuan Jiuyuan stirred the hand holding the dagger, warm blood flowed to the back of the bright hand, glanced at the shocked Ye Jialan, and asked casually: "Who is this person?"

Ye Jialan stared at him helplessly, immersed in a thrilling moment, speechless.

Yuan Jiuyuan pulled out the dagger, and the blood in the artery burst out like a flower, and overflowed through the black cloak.

After a while, Ye Jialan came back to his senses, and murmured: "He just wanted to cut off your ears, not kill you."

"Oh, sorry."

There was no sign of remorse on Yuan Jiuyuan's face, he stooped to pick up a corner of the black cloak, and slowly wiped the blood on the back of his hand.

This person is really unfathomable.

Ye Jialan shouted in his heart that he was fooled, could the cub of Jitian Demon Lord be a pure lamb?Along the way, he deliberately pretended to be innocent and weak, just waiting for the second when the demon general let down his vigilance, he would kill him with one blow.

He was so foolish as to believe that this person said that he never had blood on his hands, and even mocked him for not being a member of the Demon Race. Now that he thinks about it for a while, he is afraid. If he hadn't shown any malice, he might end up in the same fate as the Demon General.

Ye Jialan thought carefully, and after calming down, she figured out what Yuan Jiuyuan meant.

His life was hanging by a thread in the ring, and killing him was as easy as killing a chicken, but Yuan Jiuyuan didn't do anything, but covered him with clothes and waited quietly for him to wake up.

This is grace.

Just now he killed the demon general who bullied him in a smooth manner, the method was cold and cruel, more calm and composed than killing a beast.

This is Shi Wei.

She warned him with grace and power, told him to keep his eyes open, to recognize his situation, and not to conspire to dedicate him to the devil.

Ye Jialan's complexion was pale, his jaw trembled slightly, and he was startled and frightened in his heart. Did this effort fall short?

He is not willing to lose at this step. If he returns to the Nineteenth City and continues to be a servant, being bullied and trampled all day long, what's the point of living?

Ye Jialan decided to gamble again.

"Fenghuaxueyue, listen to my orders!"

Yuan Jiuyuan raised his eyes, and the dilapidated temple disappeared without a trace. In a small room with light gauze curtains, there was the sound of splashing water, and a gentle and delicate fragrance came over his face.

The candlelight swayed through the silk gauze, shining on a thin shadow on the wall, who was using a small ladle to pour water on his face, humming slowly and comfortably.

Yuan Jiuyuan remained motionless, the dark red gauze curtain was lifted naturally without wind, and a young man was sitting in the bathtub of the Nuan Pavilion, with wet black hair draped over his straight and straight shoulders, the texture lines on his back were clear and undulating, dormant and erupting sense of power.

Yuan Jiuyuan narrowed his eyes, a little confused.

The young man turned his head slowly, his nose was straight and his lips were thin, and his outline was drawn with a big brush stroke of an immortal. Sir, you came too late."

Ye Jialan is very satisfied with this work, aren't you very narcissistic?Give you an identical beauty, don't you indulge in beauty?

But he didn't expect that Yuan Jiuyuan didn't go hungry, and the slightly frowned brows were a bit disgusted, as if he was severely disgusted.

Immediately, he broke free from the phantom, turned his head and looked at Ye Jialan coldly, and asked lightly, "Are you courting death?"

Ye Jialan, who was backlashed again, had a throbbing pain in his chest, and the blood in his whole body flowed back, and he almost passed out. He took out the clothes from the ring at a thunderous speed, and put them on one by one, wrapping them tightly without revealing anything. The meat is on the outside.

"Don't kill me, I will never dare to cast a charm on you again."