Xianjun, please walk slowly

"No! I just want to..." Fei Rushuang moved closer to Yuan Jing, almost touching his chest, "Teasing you!"

Fei Rushuang suddenly picked up Yuan Jing and brought Fu Yang out.Except for Chen Ding, none of the members of the martial arts sect who yelled just now to kill the demon girl and take back Fu Yan Ding dared to speak out.

Yuan Jing held on, even if he was climbing, he still wanted to climb back to Fuyang.But Fu Yan Ding is still in her hand. "You want to go? You have to think clearly, if you go back now, I'm afraid they will chop down to nothing left!" Fei Rushuang looked at such a humble Yuan Jing, I was not so happy in my heart.

The charge of adultery with the demon clan alone is enough to kill him, not to mention the charge of stealing Fu Yan Ding.How could those martial arts orthodox sects be easily let go?

"And is there any use for you to work so hard for Fu Yang? You don't even have a family member left!" Fei Rushuang threw Yuan Jing to the ground hard.

"What did you say?" Yuan Jing looked at Fei Rushuang in disbelief, his eyes were so red that he was about to bleed.

"I said, your family members are all dead." Fei Rushuang pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, which looked extraordinarily dazzling.

"Impossible!" The uncle promised him that he would protect his family well!

In order to lurk into the Xuanming Palace that day, he had to cut off contact with his family because he was afraid that what he did would implicate them...

"People here only know that you are an orphan, who are your tears shed for?" Fei Rushuang knelt down and wiped away the tears from the corners of Yuan Jing's eyes.

"It's you?!" Yuan Jing's eyes were full of resentment, his eyes were red, and he wanted to eat the person in front of him alive!

Yuan Jing grew up in Fuyang and regarded Fuyang as his home.And his hometown was already destroyed by the devil's hand seven years ago, and more than a hundred people in the village, except Yuan Jing, all died at the hands of the devil's sect.Yuan Jing was rescued by Fuyang's third elder, Feng Lijing, and Fuyang's chief apprentice, Changluo.For seven years, Yuan Jing followed Feng Lijing and practiced Taoism with other brothers and sisters.Yuan Jing is clumsy and often lags behind other seniors.Only Changlu taught him carefully.Later, Changlu was rumored to be in collusion with the Demon Sect, and was executed by the righteous way.And Yuan Jing was also sent to the Demon Cult as an undercover agent.

In fact, Fei Rushuang quickly saw through Yuan Jing's plot, so he planned to use the trick.

"I just want to kill a slave, do I still need your approval?" Qi Sha has been suppressed by Fei Rushuang for a long time these few times, and he feels very upset in his heart, "Don't call me a slave, it's just one of my palace servants." Dog. Without my approval, you can't move." Fei Rushuang's voice was gentle and gentle, but it was hard to hide his momentum.

Fei Rushuang took Yuan Jing away, and she turned her head, showing a bit more of a little girl's attitude, "Most of the people whose names I remember don't end well, do you think that can be the exception?"

"It's a slave's honor to be remembered by the palace lord." Looking at Yuan Jing's clear eyes just like that, it's hard not to believe him.

"From today on, you stay inside."

"What's your name?" Fei Rushuang asked with a slight smile, parting her vermilion lips.

"I'm next to Yuan Jing." Yuan Jing was originally Fu Yang's disciple. He defected from Fu Yang two years ago and joined Xuanming Palace's door.

"Who allowed you to call yourself 'my servant'?" Fei Rushuang smiled contemptuously, with a stern look in her eyes, "I like that you call yourself 'slave'."

"Slave Yuan Jing, I have met the Palace Master." Yuan Jing respectfully saluted again, not daring to be slighted.

"You are clearly a disciple that is valued by the old thief Fuyang, and you have a bright future. What made you betray your master?" Fei Rushuang gently raised Yuan Jing's chin with his fingers, forcing him to look directly at him.

"Master Fuyang's kindness to Nu is as great as a mountain, but the people of Fuyang deceived me and betrayed me, so I don't have to be false to them anymore." Yuan Jing said firmly, "I voluntarily abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

"Ming? Where is Ming?" Fei Rushuang let go of his hand, but squatted down again, looking into Yuan Jing's eyes, "You mean my Xuanming Palace is Ming? It's getting dark..."

"Slave made a mistake, this slave deserves to die, I beg the Palace Master to punish..." Yuan Jing seemed to be really frightened, like a humble slave in the mud.

"You have such red lips and white teeth, how can I be willing to punish you?" Fei Rushuang looked at Yuan Jing's face, lost his mind for a moment, "Stay and serve me!"

Yuan Jing clearly remembered that when he first came to Xuanming Palace two years ago, Fei Rushuang also asked his name. At that time, she said, "Two years later, you will tell me what your name is."

In the past two years, he has been bullied so much that he doesn't have a single piece of intact skin on his body. Such torture day after day has completely shattered his arrogance and dignity.Now, all he wants is to survive.At the beginning, Fuyang and the Demon Sect had a bad relationship, and the mediation between the two parties was uncomfortable. It was also at that time that Yuan Jing was seized by the Demon Sect. His only sister fell into the hands of the Demon Sect. The Demon Cult was finally abolished by the master and expelled from the sect.

Fei Rushuang looked at Yuan Jing's obedient figure, a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were a little sore.When I saw Yuan Jing two years ago, although he had already been abolished in martial arts, he looked like a useless person.But those piercing eyes and the never-fading high fighting spirit made Fei Rushuang a little interested.Keeping this person, she wanted to see if a strong and proud character could survive thousands of trials.Unexpectedly, he finally lived up to her expectations!

"Palace Master, are you tired?" Yuan Jing still didn't dare to look up at Fei Rushuang, but just now he noticed that Fei Rushuang was caressing his forehead, which seemed to be a little uncomfortable, so he took the initiative to say, "I will rub it for you for a while." Half a moment."

Fei Rushuang waved his hand, and Yuan Jing came up.

The second palace lord has long been under one person and above ten thousand people in Xuanming Palace.According to the temperament of the second palace lord, even Tianzun might not let her bow her head.Some people say that Fei Rushuang is the illegitimate daughter of Tianzun, while others say that Fei Rushuang was adopted by Tianzun.So Fei Rushuang has a very high status in Xuanming Palace.

"This painting expresses admiration for elders and even lovers." Yuan Jing looked at the painting and couldn't help asking.

"Does the Palace Master have anyone to look up to?"

"You talk too much." Fei Rushuang opened his eyes, suddenly seemed to see something, and threw himself on Yuan Jing, "This is it?"

"Palace Master..." Yuan Jing dared not look directly at Fei Rushuang, his heart was beating non-stop.

"Are you moved?" Fei Rushuang could clearly feel that Yuan Jing was flustered at the moment, no matter how much he usually pretended, the subconscious reaction at this time couldn't hide from Fei Rushuang's eyes.

"No...no..." Yuan Jing was so crushed that he couldn't move. In order to prevent Fei Rushuang from making further progress, he had to use his waist to support him so as not to slip.

"Why are you nervous?" Fei Rushuang pressed Yuan Jing's forehead with the other hand, "Look at me. Look at me!"

"." Yuan Jing could no longer escape, but the moment his eyes touched Fei Rushuang, he was completely flustered.

"When did you get this injury?" Fei Rushuang peeled off Yuan Jing's inner lining, revealing a terrifying scar.

"I was naughty when I was young, and I accidentally hurt..."

"Those old Taoist priests will use secular rules to restrain their disciples all day long." Fei Rushuang caressed those scars carefully, "Aren't you going to be monks, why do you abide by his rules and precepts?"