The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

It was only at this time that they realized one after another that they were lying on the body of the master, and the two of them had picked out a strand of their hair and tied them together.

He hastily started to untie it, but as soon as he moved his fingers, his whole hand was tightly pinched and he couldn't pull it away.

"Ah Xu." Yan Lifeng looked at him intently, her eyes darkened like a bottomless cold abyss, trying to imprison him firmly in it.

"Master, don't stop me. I'm going to avenge them."

He shook his hand vigorously, intending to cut off a section of hair and leave immediately.

Suddenly there was a whirlwind, and the two of them switched positions. He was pressed under the opponent, and before he could recover, the fiery touch covered his upper lips.

Breathing was instantly suppressed, and the air was suddenly stripped.

Taoist Juechen wantonly plundered the taste of the cold and thin lips, until the flame of passion stood upright and was about to burn out his reason, so he had no choice but to let him go.

The soft words were tinged with a chill by the unmoving Leng Yu: "Calm down?"

Unable to breathe for too long, he suddenly took a deep breath of cool air one after another.

After taking a breath, the raging anger in his heart was half extinguished, and at least he regained some calmness and sobriety.

After a long silence, he respectfully hummed "Yes".

A sense of shame instantly filled the space vacated by the anger.

If you want to call back a person who is so angry and loses all reason, it is undoubtedly the best way to give him a slap in the face to wake him up.

But the master was reluctant to beat him, so he had no choice but to make a bad move.

The phoenix eyes stared at the person in front of him for a long while with cold and gloomy eyes. Daoist Juechen turned over, propped his head sideways, and gently stroked the place where he kissed just now with his other hand. There was a wisp of cold sand in his warm words: "Sleep again!" Yes, I will accompany you."

They shook their heads one after another.After a while, he said incoherently and vaguely: "Master, I..., they..."

"Xianmen is still investigating this matter, and the result is not so fast." Junmei's phoenix eyes were half-down, "Ling Chengze sent their ashes, where do you plan to bury them? I will help you arrange."

I was taken aback one after another, slowly closed my eyes, and covered my face with my arms: "I want to do it myself, so I don't have to bother Master."

Wen Ya's voice was cold and deep: "Okay, as you please."

***

A thin layer of snow fell at some point in the deep forest, and the dead branches of old trees were occasionally broken by the heavy snow, making a crisp sound.

This is the place where Xue Songyu met one after another, and it also became the place where they parted.

Xue Qiaozhi might really want to come and see it, but it's a pity that he has no chance to come here in this life.

One after another, he thought that when he stepped into this place, the memories of the past would emerge here like a scroll.

Here are his happiest memories during the few years in Qiantianzong. He should see the shadows of the past and hear the echoes of the past.

Yet nothing.

He was the only one standing alone in the snow, and everything around him was silent.

He hooked his lips in a self-deprecating manner, and dug a pit beside the old tree where he and Xue Songyu loved to sit, and let them rest here forever.

After finishing everything, he silently walked down the mountain, and walked alone on the smooth mountain road to Qianyuan Town at the foot of the mountain.

It is still late autumn in the town, and the autumn air is crisp and people come and go.

Yuanpo goes up to the cold sky, saying that the world is the same. (*1)

The liveliness of the town has not changed in any way because of the tragedy in another city a hundred thousand miles away.

One after another, absent-mindedly, they walked to the courtyard where Xue Songyu and Xue Qiaozhi had rented.

The courtyard was no different from the last time he came.

He felt that a long time had passed, so long that it seemed like a lifetime away.However, if you think about it carefully, it is less than 20 days since they parted.

More than ten days ago, at this place, Xue Qiaozhi held his hand on his chest and entrusted his life to him.

The temperature brought by the violently beating heart made him accept it by accident.

If he hadn't agreed at the time, everything that happened later would not have happened.They don't die either.

It's all his fault.

The empty yard, the deep air of the patio weighed him down.

He didn't dare to wait for long, and walked out of the courtyard quickly as if fleeing.He probably never dared to come to this place again.

He went to Wangji Bakery again, and found that monks no longer had to queue up with ordinary people, and the business was much quieter.

Carrying a box of pastries and a jug of wine, they walked back to the mountain one after another, and once again came to the deep woods.

They all say to use alcohol to relieve their sorrows. I thought I would feel better when I was drunk, but I was not drunk after drinking a pot of wine.

Suddenly there was the sound of rinsing in the snow, and a figure walked behind him.

Turning back slowly one after another, the tone was respectful: "I offended you a lot the day before yesterday, and I hope my uncle will forgive me."

The normally high-spirited and frivolous figure suddenly paused.

Fang Xiu came here worried, but his indifferent and distant attitude instantly ignited a flame of passion and jealousy.

He was so burned that he could hardly suppress it, and wanted to press the person in front of him here and invade without mercy.Seeing him struggling angrily under him, crying in pain, and then keeping himself deep inside him.

If you can't get the joy and happiness of your loved one, then occupying his anger and sorrow is better than carelessly alienating and respecting.

The long and strong fingers clenched into fists, and the fingertips drew bloody red marks on the palm.

Qingyue's youthful voice asked coldly: "Xiao Qu... Do you like him?"

After a long silence, he shook his head.

The first encounter between him and Xue Qiaozhi came from Xue Songyu's mouth.

That's not the name I've heard the most over the past few years, but it's the name that has left the deepest impression on me.

Xue Songyu mentioned it a long time ago, and it gave her the feeling that it was somewhat similar to Xue Qiaozhi in her memory.

So she gradually understood that she transferred her affection for Xue Qiaozhi to him.

In the past few years, he also hoped that the unknown Xue Qiaozhi would be safe and sound and appear soon.

When he saw the other party that night, the ecstasy in his heart must have been no less than that of Xue Songyu.

But not long after, he was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke.

He didn't really spend much time with Xue Qiaozhi, but somehow because the face similar to Xue Songyu's was still similar to his expression, the other party gave him the same feeling as Xue Songyu, and he could be completely trusted.

Especially when his hand was on Xue Qiao's heart, which could be crushed with a little force, he knew clearly that this heart really belonged to him completely, and he could also hand over his back to him wholeheartedly.

It is a pity that this rare trust did not last long.

"He scolded me all the time for my lack of brains. He never gave me a good face."

He had to swallow his anger and risk his life to protect him.

Exquisite thin lips slightly raised: "But he is my friend who hit it off right away."

Fang Xiu's clenched fists slowly relaxed.He still only wanted to see Xi Hele, the treasure in his heart.

The two stood quietly under the tree for a long time until the night snow fell.

***

Lingyuan Peak, which is less than half a mile away from the deep forest in winter, is still full of spring, with birds singing and flowers fragrant.

They locked themselves in the room one after another.Now, there is no need for him to leave Dust Wind Palace against the displeasure of his master.

Daoist Huantian seemed to be worried about him, so he brought Yu Xing and Xu Wan to visit.

Master also made an exception and allowed the two to enter the main hall.

Perhaps in the eyes of these people, Xue Songyu and the others are his cats and dogs.

If it's gone, change a few more, and you can find someone to replace it at any time.

Only he can understand that from now on, no one will scold him for his lack of brains all the time, and he has no friends who he can trust with all his heart, who are like brothers and sisters, and who can talk about everything.

As the sun and the moon alternate, time passes, and the days quickly return to normal.

One day half a month later, they sat in the pavilions in the apse one after another.

In the past few days, he has been lazy, and his cultivation is not as diligent as before.

The master also said that if his mood cannot be completely calm, his practice will only be counterproductive, and his cultivation will not increase but will retreat.

It's better to take a good rest for a while.

The master never urged him to practice, and he is not like his senior brother, who does not support himself and does not carve himself.

Anyway, in the future, you will have to rely on stacking pills, let alone stealing a few days of laziness, even if you dawdle every day, it doesn't make much difference.

What's more, who is he, the chief second generation ancestor of Xia Tian.

That day, he offended Cultivator Yantian, who was feared by everyone until death, Sword Master Yantian, and Demon Lord Xingyan all once.

Even the master and the demon king were treated coldly by him.

In this way, he can still live safe and sound, and he may be the only one in the whole summer.

Besides, he only agreed to Xue Songyu a second ago, don't do things impulsively, don't just want to have fun for a while.

He let out a long sigh.What the master said was indeed correct, maybe before the exercises and swordsmanship, he had to train his mind first.

"What?" Qin Shi suddenly walked to the side and asked softly, "Do you want to go out for a walk today?"

Her delicate thin lips hooked slightly, and she shook her head.

Regarding the matter of Yang Ning, Qin Shi never asked a word.

One after another, it was impossible to guess what was going on in his heart from his calm and relaxed appearance.

It's just that, as usual, Fengrui's hidden gaze still made his back feel cold.

Qin Shi looked at him silently for a while, then said, "Master and uncle just went out."

"I guess it has something to do with Yang Ning's case. Several immortal sects have jointly investigated for half a month, and a result should come out."

One after another, his brows were slightly frowned: "In the opinion of senior brother, what will be the result of this matter?"

"A big city like Yangning will not be attacked by monsters for no reason. There must be some special reason. Many monks from the Qingyang faction died, and it is very likely that their enemies did it."

Lang Yin comforted with soft words: "Don't worry, no matter who is behind it, I will help you kill them."

One after another, I laughed in my heart: I'm lying.

Respectfully thanked in his mouth: "Thank you, brother."

A few days ago when Xu Wan came to visit him, the two secretly transmitted a few words.

One was afraid that the sound transmission would be intercepted, and the other was that she didn't plan to say it out loud, and only thought about the old relationship with Xue Songyu, hinting euphemistically.

One after another, it became clear in her heart that what she said might be the truth.

Several great immortal sects claimed to cooperate with the investigation, but these great immortal sects were all little-known sects.

Several big sects didn't care about this matter.

Tens of thousands of mortals, thousands of low-level monks, sounds like a huge number, but there are as many monks in Xia Tian, ​​and there are as many as tens of billions of mortals.Just as the Venerable Yuanying he met at the entrance of Liancang Mountain said: A small incident happened in the mortal world.

No matter how many ants there are, they are just ants, and no one cares about the mighty ones.

It was just done by people from ordinary sects, so it was easy to do, in the name of acting on behalf of the heavens, killing chickens and monkeys, and taking the opportunity to eliminate dissidents.

If it was a big sect with Nascent Soul in charge, the matter would be left alone.

Now there are not many Venerable Nascent Souls in Yantian Realm, all of them are people with profound morals, and the small sect dare not offend them.

Even the sects of great sects will not cause discord among Daoist sects because of the big fanfare of an insignificant town in the mortal world.

"Because you care about this matter, the peak master will ask about the result."

"You wouldn't be so naive as to think that the peak master would really avenge Xue Qiaozhi for you."

Xu Yuan smiled faintly: "Peak Lord is in a good mood these few days."

Looking at Qin Shi one after another at this time, he seems to be in a good mood.

Qin Shi chatted with him casually, all they said was eating, drinking and having fun, and asked him if he wanted to go to a certain place for fun, without mentioning a word about Yang Ning.

After more than an hour of perfunctory coping, the other party showed no intention of leaving.

Until Shizun and Shishu came back and brought him back the result of Yang Ning.

"Magic repair?"

Fang Xiu nodded: "The peak master of the Blood Sect of the Demon Sect. He has a feud with the Qingyang faction, and he enjoys killing people on weekdays. The orthodoxy of this peak is beast control, so he can control monsters and attack towns in the mortal world."

He frowned one after another: "What is the Taoist plan?"

"Xiao Qu'er, do you know the Blood Sect?"

Nodding one after another, then shaking his head: "I've heard the name, but I don't know the details."

Qin Shi, who was on the side, interjected and introduced him to the third level of Yantian and the situation in the realm of the Demon Sect.

There are many sects of magic sect, all attached to two major sects.One is the Lingxiao faction of the Xingyan Demon Lord, and the other is the Yuheng Sect of the Wuya Demon Lord.

The two factions are fighting for power.

The Blood Sect is attached to the Yuheng Sect, obeys the orders of the Demon Lord Wuya, and is hostile to the Demon Lord Xingyan.

Although the Peak Lord of the Blood Sect is not among the Nine Demon Lords, he is still a Nascent Soul.

The Yangning matter is a personal grievance between the Qingyang Sect and the Blood Sect, and Daoist Yuanying does not intend to stand up for it.

The blood sect promised to take out a considerable amount of treasures as an apology, and let each faction of the Taoist sect discuss how to distribute it.

They laughed coldly one after another.

Beiliang is the territory of the Qingyang faction, and Yangning is not the capital of Beiliang.

What denomination would refuse to exchange an ordinary town in the mortal world for the magic weapon of the immortal family?

And "each faction of the Taoist sect discusses how to distribute it themselves", doesn't this lead the flames to the Taoist sect again?

As Xu Wan said, Nascent Soul was behind the scenes, so this is the only way to end the matter.

Unless he has the ability to avenge Xue Songyu and Xue Qiaozhi one after another.

In fact, Xue Songyu himself should have guessed the result.

That's why I said to Xu Yue: If it's too difficult, then let it go.

Finding revenge on a Nascent Soul cultivator is extremely difficult for low-level monks like them who have no power or influence.

The tip of her clear eyes suddenly sank.

One after another was about to get up, Fang Xiu hurriedly stopped him, and sighed helplessly: "Don't be impulsive again, listen to me first."

"Old Immortal has already killed people."

They were suddenly stunned one after another.

"Old Immortal broke into the Blood Sect's territory and forcibly killed him." Fang Xiu said, "However, Old Immortal and that man named Wuya have been hostile to each other for many years because of power disputes, and this matter is not so easy to deal with. .”

Once the battle between the two forces of the Demon Sect starts, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of monks will participate in it.

The mortal cities affected by it are incalculable.

Especially in the fighting between the Yuanying Venerables, the sword broke through the mountains and rivers, destroying the world.If one sword qi is not controlled well, ten or a hundred Yangning cities will appear.

"Ah Xu, you don't have to worry about it. Ling Chengze will settle the matter himself. The matter is over, the revenge has been avenged, and you don't have to worry about it in the future."

Since waking up one after another that day, Taoist Juechen has been in a displeased mood.Although it was not obvious on the surface, one after another, one could clearly feel a ray of coolness on Master's body.

The tone in which she spoke to him was subtly cold in its gentleness.

Never even teased him again.

Even if he has no brains, he can clearly know that he may really have completely angered Master this time.

Qingyan's eyes were half drooped, and her voice was deep and low: "Yes."

The atmosphere in the gazebo suddenly became a little dull.

After a while, Fang Xiu said again: "I'll ask you about the situation at Old Immortal's side in a few days. He is very busy these days."

Thank you very much.

The four of them sat opposite each other in silence, the flowers fell in the wind, cold and silent.

Not long after, Taoist Juechen left beforehand, and one after another excused himself that he was a little tired, and hurried back to his room.

***

The bright moon hangs high, and the moonlight lingers outside the Chenfeng Hall, covering the mountains and forests of Lingyuan Peak with a thin layer of graupel.

After taking a bath, one after another was about to fall asleep, when there was a slight sound from the window that was pouring silver light all over the place.

The window lattice was quietly pushed open by a gap that could pass through people, and then, a golden and red figure supported the window frame with one hand, leaped gracefully, and rolled into the room.

Ling Chengze's deep and beautiful eyebrows were still in high spirits, and he smiled softly: "How have you been these few days? Are you in a better mood?"

"I'm fine." Qingrun's voice paused slightly, "I've heard about the blood sect."

"How is your situation recently? I heard from my uncle that you and Yuhengzong have been at odds recently."

Ling Chengze laughed arrogantly: "It's just small fights. Fights between monks happen every day, and they are commonplace."

"I was planning to come to tell you about this tonight. It's a pity that you weren't there that day, and you couldn't see me leading people into the Blood Sect with a heroic appearance."

Seeing that Lian Lian's expression was still a little gloomy, he joked again: "Don't talk about Xia Tian, ​​even the entire Nine Heavens, I can run amok. I have no opponents, and I have never been afraid of anything in this life, but that day, your angry appearance was really Scared me."

"Three thousand worlds, you scare me, and the Nine Heavens God Thunder is nothing compared to you."

One after another with expressionless faces, he listened to his nonsense with his left ear in and his right ear out.

Waiting quietly until he finished speaking, his thin lips moved slightly, hesitated for a while, and finally said in a low voice: "Chengze, I want to ask you something."

Ling Chengze beamed with joy: "Why are you so serious, just smile, and I'll tell you everything."

"The Peak Master of the Blood Sect is really the mastermind behind the scenes? Or, the mastermind behind the scenes can only end with him."

The tone of the cool voice was calm and unwavering, without even a bit of ups and downs: "I don't understand the power struggles of you high-ranking people, and I don't understand the intertwined interests between the various factions."

"But if I am a profound Taoist, the Nascent Soul Venerable who has tens of thousands of monks under my sect has a feud with a small sect, I will not beat around the bush to attack the mortal towns within their jurisdiction."

"Wouldn't it be better to attack the Qingyang faction directly? You don't have to take out so many magic potions and apologize to the entire Taoist sect."

"What's the inside story about Yang Ning?"

The blissful expression froze suddenly, and after a short silence, he smiled again: "Little devil, you are so smart, you are a natural pair with me, the great devil, and you are destined to be together."

He fell in love with this golden and jade-looking face at first sight, and the moment his heart beat, his love was deeply rooted.And the longer we get along, the more fascinated we become.His love is so deep that he sinks into the abyss beyond redemption.

One after another, they looked flat and didn't say a word, quietly listening to what the other party said.

"The make-believe said that he got a long-lost beast-controlling technique from someone not long ago, which can make the monsters he drives berserk, thereby greatly increasing his cultivation base, so he can't wait to find a place to try it. "

"People from the blood sect always take pleasure in killing people, and they are notorious among the demon sect."

They frowned slightly one after another: "Because I didn't want to slaughter the mortal towns in the lower layers of Yantian, so I ran to the upper layers of Yantian? Why did you choose Yangning again?"

"The location was chosen for him. As for why it was Yang Ning, he didn't ask, and he didn't care."

"Who is that person?"

Ling Chengze was silent for a while, then shook his head: "I don't know. He swore a demon oath. Everything about that person cannot be revealed."

"There are still some unclear points about this matter. I am still sending people to investigate, so I don't plan to tell you."

He sighed helplessly: "I'm afraid that you will be impulsive again, and you will ignore it in a fit of rage, and go around with your sword in your hand."

They smiled one after another: "I made you laugh."

He is aware of his impulsiveness, he is bloody, and there are only blood and sword shadows in his eyes.

Ordinary Jindan cultivators can exchange injuries for lives.But the opponent is Nascent Soul, even if it is only the lowest level Nascent Soul, they will hit stones with eggs and trees with gnats.

"It's easy for you to go crazy like this." Deep eyebrows frowned slightly, and his soft tone was full of distress, "The one who hurts you is yourself in the end."

Ling Chengze sighed silently: Wenfeng City Mansion is extremely deep, and he can hold his breath at any time.Qin Shi, who was taught, was equally scheming.

Although Fang Xiu has an irritable personality, when he really does things, he is just right and never puts himself in danger.

The Senluo Sword Sect is either a hypocrite or a real villain, how they got here in succession is so hard to explain.

When indifferent, the heart is like cold iron, and when impulsive, the sex is like a raging fire that burns everything.

She raised her lips one after another, and the corners of her mouth were as perfect as precise calculations: "Is there a way to know who ordered it? Is there another purpose?"

"The Blood Sect is subordinate to Demon Monarch Wuya." Ling Chengze's arrogant contempt and disdain tinged with solemnity, "Wu Ya is a mysterious and strange man."

"In the past, the Demon Sect was divided and ruled by the Lingxiao Sect and the Senluo Sword Sect. Later, the Senluo Sword Sect switched to Taoism, and some of the sects that belonged to the Senluo Sword Sect joined the Lingxiao Sect, and the rest went their separate ways."

"The last two generations of Ling Xiao sect's leaders were not very good at it." Even when talking about his own elders, Ling Chengze was still supercilious. "So in the past few hundred years, the several sects attached to the Ling Xiao sect have only superficially obeyed orders.

"It wasn't until I became the head that I made them obey orders again... What are you laughing at?"

They pretended to be calm one after another, then quickly shook their heads: "I didn't laugh."

It was really difficult for him to connect the idiot who broke into the room through the window in front of him with the powerful demon king who ruled half of the demon gate.

Ling Chengze continued: "When I first took over the Ling Xiao Sect, my foundation was not stable, and my cultivation was far inferior to what it is now. It took decades to completely subdue half of the Nine Demon Venerables."

"The remaining half was originally intended to be figured out slowly, but when I led people to attack those sects that seemed to belong to the Ling Xiao Sect, Wu Ya appeared out of nowhere."

"He should not be a disciple of the Great Sect of the Demon Sect. Before I broke through the Nascent Soul and took over the sect, there was no such person in the Demon Sect."

"The Yuheng Sect is a new sect that was established only a few decades ago. At first, it was just a third-rate sect that no one cared about. But when the monks gradually became familiar with this name, he had subdued those few sects unconsciously. A big sect that has never submitted to the Lingxiao Sect."

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Misunderstanding Little Theater

One after another: In order to calm me down, Master couldn't bear to hit me, so he had to find another way.

Master: I still don’t understand when I’ve reached this point, so I can only do it in a small black house (bushi.)

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