[Wearing the Book] I and the male lead are innocent!

"I seem to know something." Xiao Zimu said.

Xiao Zimu, as a book runner, explained the ins and outs of the demon seed and the demon venerable in the novel clearly.

Now in front of the master, he pretended to behave like an ordinary monk, with a half-knowledge.

Seeing that Xiao Zimu was really not clear, the master stroked his beard and said coldly: "The devil seed is an evil thing. Although it can greatly enhance the cultivation, it will continue to magnify the hatred and desire in people, and eventually I lost my mind. And the killing array of my Tianlan Sect is set up for the demons, as long as the demons enter the killing array, their souls will be scattered, and there is no possibility of surviving."

"The demon cultivator only respects strength, and the person who gets the demon seed is the new demon master."

Master Zu put his eyes on Xiao Zimu's body, the coldness just now melted slowly, heavy and relieved, with sustenance and expectation.

Then, the gaze slowly moved down, looking at the sword that Xiao Zimu took over.

The body of the sword is warm and bright, and the cold blade is hidden in the scabbard.

The master's voice softened, "Little disciple, back then, the Xi family and I jointly set up a difficult situation to lure Wuyuan here to completely destroy the demon species. Unfortunately, Xi Fenglin did not come to the promise, and the killing array did not start. The demon species did not If it is eliminated, there will be a new Demon Lord."

"Master gave this sword to you. In the final analysis, I still have a small wish. If possible, I hope this sword can avenge the Xi family for me and kill that demon species." The old man bit his words hard at the end .

He made an appointment with his close friend to kill Wuyuan here, but Xi Fenglin did not come to the appointment, probably because he was already killed by the devil.Let the rest of the Xi family suppress the demons.

The master's expectation pierced Xiao Zimu's eyes like a sword, making him unable to hold the sword.

This sword should not have been given to him.

Seeing Xiao Zimu lower his eyes, the old man thought that he was driven by his emotions, and immediately withdrew his emotions.The little disciple and grandson are handsome and cute, what kind of crime will he suffer with this old bone.

He stretched out his skinny hand, and patted Xiao Zimu's shoulder in phantom. He rallied, opened his eyes and boasted: "Little disciple, I think you have excellent bones, and I will give you a good treasure as a teacher. I will set you up in the future." is one……"

Before the bull finished blowing, the master suddenly stopped talking, looked in a certain direction, was very surprised, and murmured.

"It's amazing, there is a magic cultivator who can break into here, it seems that the background is not small..."

magic repair?

Xiao Zimu thought of Xie Yunshu, he hung the sword by his waist, and quietly wiped the ring three times with his right hand.

The master frowned even tighter, "Little disciple, you stay here, I'll meet that demon cultivator."

"Master! That's someone I know." Xiao Zimu called out to the old man in a panic.

The figure who was about to fly out of Master Patriarch stopped for a moment, and looked at Xiao Zimu in shock.

Xiao Zimu didn't have time to explain to his master, he looked in the direction his master was looking at, and at the end of the mountain road, he saw a figure in the distance.

This is the scenery of Dongyang Peak, and the mountain road is exactly the same. The other end of the road is the only way to go up to Dongyang Peak.

It's as if every time Xie Yunshu came to look for him, his slender figure stepped up the stone steps higher and higher, and appeared in his field of vision little by little.

Xiao Zimu recognized the blood-stained Moxiu as his Shulang, and without thinking, he ran over, saw Xie Yunshu's half body injury, and stopped again, not daring to touch it.

Xie Yunshu looked down at the soft black hair, took the initiative to embrace her in his arms, stretched his fingers into the hair and rubbed it gently, yearning for the lost and regained warmth.

Xiao Zimu grabbed Xie Yunshu's clothes tightly, leaned his head lightly on Xie Yunshu's body, not daring to use force.The corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose were sour, and his body's instinctive reaction was faster than he thought.

Xie Yunshu's voice was hoarse, "Mu Mu, where is the injury? Let Shulang take a look."

Xiao Zimu's eyes were red, out of breath, he sniffled and replied: "No, why did you jump down? The illusion here is specially designed to deal with demon cultivators."

Xie Yunshu gently hugged Xiao Zimu, and said softly, "It's okay, I'll be out in a while."

Although it was okay, Xiao Zimu saw that Xie Yunshu's body was covered in blood.

The sandalwood that was often smoked on the clothes was now so thin that it was almost gone, and more than half of it was mixed with the smell of blood.

In addition to being worried and moved, Xiao Zimu was even more afraid. It was so dangerous, what if something happened to Xie Yunshu.

The master who had put his hopes on his little disciple and grandson saw that he threw himself into his arms on the spot, his whole body felt as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt, and he was completely speechless.

After a while, he woke up like a dream and shouted: "Moxiu! Let go of my grandson!"

Xie Yunshu was exhausted when he arrived here. Seeing the old man swinging the pine branch, he threw out a sword aura, let go of Xiao Zimu, and wanted to forcefully carry it off.

Xiao Zimu drew out his sword in an instant, and before it was unsheathed, the wind of the sword had already formed.

Xie Yunshu suddenly shook his head slightly at Xiao Zimu, and under Xiao Zimu's stunned gaze, he took the initiative to step forward and received a sword from the old man, leaving a wound on his chest.

Seeing that his disciple and grandson were entangled with a demon cultivator, the master instinctively wanted to separate the two out of years of ideas, but unexpectedly, this demon cultivator pushed his disciple and grandson away, and took the initiative to take a sword from him.

Xie Yunshu's whole body was even more miserable, his jade face was as miserable as white paper, half of his black hair was covered with cold sweat, and half of it fell down.

Xiao Zimu's heart was clenched violently, he hurried over to support Xie Yunshu, Xie Yunshu was half leaning and half leaning, relying on Xiao Zimu to barely stand.

Xie Yunshu took a breath, shook Xiao Zimu's hand lightly, indicating that he was fine, helped Xiao Zimu stand up straight, and respectfully saluted the old man, saying respectfully: "The younger generation pays homage to the elder Zong."

The last elder of Dongyang was surnamed Zong.

The person was confused, but he was still very respectful. The little disciple still looked distressed, and the master was so angry that he couldn't let it out. He stared at Xie Yunshu and remained silent.

Xie Yunshu said: "Xiao Zimu and I have become Taoist couples, and we are done. No matter how angry the elder is, I will not back down."

Seeing a little demon cultivator dare to confront him face to face, the old man blew his beard and stared and said, "Oh, there is no demon cultivator and Taoist cultivator together in this world. Are you trying to scold my grandson?"

Xiao Zimu stood up and said to the master: "Master, when I knew him, I already knew that he was a demon cultivator, and I was sober."

"You don't understand, little grandson." The master is very lively, he is several decades older than Xiao Zimu, Xie Yunshu's retreat and singing are so good, it is estimated that he has given this child a lot of tricks and fed him A lot of ecstasy soup was abducted.

"This demon cultivator is definitely not a kind person. You don't even know how you were deceived."

Master Zu recalled that his best friend was with a demon cultivator and had suffered a lot of grievances, so he advised Xiao Zimu, "Little disciple, being with a demon cultivator is not a good thing, you will suffer because of it sooner or later."

"The elder said that Patriarch Xi and his wife, a well-known monk and a demon cultivator, were together and were criticized?"

The master was surprised, he didn't expect this magic cultivator to propose it, so he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

With a handsome face, dark eyes like black ink, and red lips, he looks a bit like his best friend.

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Not only did I recognize my nephew today, but also my nephew and daughter-in-law

This sense of similarity made Master feel uneasy. If it was Xi Fenglin's child, how could he become a demon cultivator? He still remembered the five-year-old child, with red lips and white teeth, a handsome young man, who would be as powerful as Qiu Wan'er in the future.

The old man stared at Xie Yunshu, suppressed the weird similarity, and said coldly: "You are flexible! Since you know Patriarch Xi, you should also be considerate of the people around you. Xi Fenglin is a powerful person in the world, how many people dare to challenge him, so Being able to show no signs of fear, you are a little bit capable of getting here, but you almost want to be with my little disciple and grandson."

Xie Yunshu looked at the old man ridiculously, and when he heard him praise his father confidently, his eyes became more self-deprecating.

Seeing the mockery in Xie Yunshu's eyes, the master snorted coldly in his heart, this guy is far from his little nephew, he is so lucky to look like his little nephew.

Xi Fenglin is his best friend, and the son he gave birth to is naturally his nephew.

The little nephew is full of ears and looks like a star, but he will be a gentleman in the future.

This Demon Cultivator is slick and slick, pretending to be full of evil, and even abducted his little disciple and grandson.

The two were obviously at war, and Xiao Zimu felt very headache. The master was his elder and also Chu Qiuwan's master, so he still wanted to fight for it.

"Master, it's a bit difficult for Daoxiu and Moxiu to be together. But..."

Before Xiao Zimu finished speaking, Xie Yunshu interrupted and took Xiao Zimu's hand.

Xiao Zimu looked at Xie Yunshu suspiciously, and found that his dark eyes were full of indifference and silence, like the abyss he saw when he fell down, blocking back all his words that he tried to justify.

Xie Yunshu sneered, and looked at Master Zu, "Elder Zong stayed down there for too long, so he probably didn't know what was going on outside. Xi Fenglin died, and the Xi family and Mozun joined forces to frame the cultivation world again and again. All sects decided to let the Xi family pay for their crimes with death, and sacrificed to suppress the demon species."

"Impossible!" Master Master roared, the surrounding spiritual power set off turbulent waves, and the illusion faintly collapsed. He glared at Xie Yunshu, "Elder Tianji has clearly explained to Feng Lin, the Xi family, and all sects. How could it be possible that everyone would bite back at the Xi family?"

There was disbelief in the old man's blue eyes, and there was a flash of jealousy.

Xie Yunshu laughed lightly, his vermilion lips were slightly pursed, his jade face was like a fairy, and if the gods and Buddhas were sympathetic, he said in a low voice: "You are all dead. At that time, Chu Qiuwan's wings were not yet full. You and Xi Fenglin have the best relationship. If the Xi family If something goes wrong, you will be the first person to oppose it, and they will have nothing to fear if you are killed at Demon Execution Cliff in the name of the killing array. And the blood sacrifice is..."

"Xie Yunshu!" Xiao Zimu grabbed Xie Yunshu violently, he sensed something wrong with Xie Yunshu's expression, and wanted to stop him.

Xie Yunshu touched Xiao Zimu's soft and warm hand, he came back to his senses in a daze, and the fishy look in his eyes faded a bit.

"Blood sacrifice? Why do you say it's a blood sacrifice?"

The master master caught the key words Xie Yunshu said, his eyes widened, and he lost his mind.

Sacrifice is voluntary, while blood sacrifice is forced sacrifice, regardless of the other party's wishes.

"Didn't you say sacrifice just now? Why did it become a blood sacrifice again? Who wants to sacrifice blood to the Xi family? Didn't I already set up a killing array? They should lead Wu Yuan here, why..."

Master suddenly stopped, his eyes straightened.

Xi Fenglin did not meet him.

How could the Xi family become their own to suppress when they clearly agreed on a plan?

Xiao Zimu didn't see any injuries to the master, but the tears shed were mixed with blood, and slowly fell down with layers of wrinkles, staggering.

"How...how did you know about the blood sacrifice?" Master Zu stared fixedly at Xie Yunshu.

Tears flowed down the furrows, and he wanted to see the clues from this Moxiu who gave him a vague sense of familiarity, "Why are you telling me this, have I seen you somewhere?"

Master looked closely at Xie Yunshu's eyebrows, suddenly realized something, and raised his voice, "Is it Shaoyi?"

He took another half step forward, stared at Xie Yunshu, and asked again: "Is it Feng Lin's child, Xi Shaoyi?"

Xie Yunshu's eyes changed slightly, he subconsciously looked at Xiao Zimu first, Xiao Zimu was hesitant, as if he was thinking about something, when he saw Xie Yunshu's gaze turned to him, he looked at Xie Yunshu.

Xiao Zimu's eyes were very calm, with a little hesitation.

In the eyes of the master, time is very long every minute and every second, like being pulled into a long, long filament, passing through his body from the front, splitting him in half, one half is the rejoicing of reuniting with relatives, Half of the desperation with no bones left.

Xie Yunshu had already died as Xi Shaoyi, the moment his mother pushed him out, she pulled out the jade hairpin and handed it to him.He and Xiao Zimu still have a long way to go, it is a lifetime distance, he can continue to be Xie Yunshu, Xie Yunshu has lived for 16 years, in this year he met what he wanted, and it has nothing to do with Xi Shaoyi.

Xi Shaoyi shouldn't come back and fight for this few attachments.

Xiao Zimu pursed his lower lip lightly, staring into Xie Yunshu's dark eyes, "Shu Lang, is Xi Shaoyi also my Shu Lang?"

Xie Yunshu was stunned.

Breathing slightly trembling, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lower lip, looking down at Xiao Zimu's gentle eyebrows.

Trembling: "Yes."

Xie Yunshu panted slightly, and stroked Xiao Zimu's cheek. Xiao Zimu's breathing synchronized with his frequency, as if their hearts were beating together.

Xie Yunshu said: "Xi Shaoyi is your librarian, and Xie Yunshu is also your librarian."

The old man listened to the conversation between the two in a daze, and he looked at the familiar face again, suddenly enlightened.

He looked at Xie Yunshu, breathed lightly, and said softly, "Shaoyi, is that you?"

Xie Yunshu sighed, stretched out his hand and rubbed the back of Xiao Zimu's head, and then called out, "Uncle, it's me."

There is no hostility, only the gentleness and elegance of being caressed by his sweetheart. Xie Yunshu has a handsome appearance, just like a gentleman.

Master was stunned, and after a while, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

Perhaps after experiencing the possibility of losing friends and relatives, it is easier to accept that the little nephew is already a magic cultivator.It's better to have a best friend's child alive than to have nothing at all.

It has been 16 years, and the handsome young man has grown up to be more mature and handsome than before.His old eyes were so dim that he didn't recognize him at first sight.

Thinking about it now, no wonder he looks like Xi Fenglin and feels familiar.

It turned out that it was really someone he knew, or his lost nephew.

After the master wanted to understand this relationship, he was just happy for a while, but suddenly stopped, realizing something, and was smashed by the sky thunder again.

The old man looked at Xie Yunshu and then at Xiao Zimu. The relationship was intricate, so it's best not to pay too much attention to it.

Focus on focus.

"Shaoyi, why...why are you going to cultivate demons? Feng Lin and your mother have been telling you to avoid this road." Master Zuyou asked.

Thank you for your support

Thank you for your support for this book. I wonder if you have noticed that this book has appeared on the homepage since last week.

Thank you very much for your likes!

To be honest, when I started writing, I really didn't expect so many readers to collect it, so the early writing was very exciting, you know (°°)

This book will be on the shelves next, if some treasures have to leave, that's okay, meeting is fate, not being apart is doomed.

I will also be separated from the other treasures in the finale of this book.

For the next plot, it’s inevitable to use the knife, but with Mu Mu around, Xiao Xie won’t suffer too much, after all, the label of this book is sweet text (°°)

I saw that some readers were concerned about Master's marriage. I would like to make a solemn statement that at the end, Master is also single.

The Xijia line may be more complicated, it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand it clearly, because you can save a lot of money, and you only need to eat sugar to read the text ()

Some readers may think that the emotional development in the early stage is relatively fast. On the one hand, it is because of my writing skills, and the writing is a bit heavy. week over.

The babies are going to school, and I'm going to class too.

Because I entered v today, I will update the article in the afternoon, and it will be released as soon as it is finished.

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