The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

After secretly cursing Wuya Mojun a few times, he said to Ling Chengze, "I asked about Yang Ning."

"He said he didn't do it. It's just that I can't tell whether it's true or not."

Ling Chengze also scolded: "Fucking hell, this person can use such despicable means, and he probably won't have the courage and boldness of Venerable Yuan Ying."

"His shameless denial is completely done."

But it is also possible that it is indeed not Wu Ya.Who would it be?

The two stared at each other in silence, clueless.

After a while, they continued: "I saw the longan on his neck. The dragon's heart should also be in his hand."

Wuya, a crazy critic, claims to be a god who saves the world.He met Zhang Jun'an who was eager for revenge, and gave him a short-term substantial improvement in cultivation, but once the effect of the medicine wore off, the aura would eat back the elixir with broken meridians.

It seems to help Zhang Jun'an take revenge, but in fact he uses this pawn to steal the dragon's heart.

With a heart of mortal danger, Zhang Jun'an avenged his revenge, but caused chaos in the world.

He hid behind his back, watched this "lively and interesting" revenge scene with a smile, and took all the results for himself.

Ling Chengze cursed again after listening.

He put in a lot of effort, but he didn't get anything, and Wu Ya stole it all.

Many Taoist monks still think that he took the dragon heart.

They raised their mouths indifferently one after another.He threatened Wuya that he would tell the whole cultivation world about this matter, so that he would be besieged by all Nascent Souls, but it was just an expedient measure at that time.

He won't say anything about Longxin, and neither will Ling Chengze, they all have selfish motives.

Tell Ling Chengze about this, count it as a thank you.

Thank Ling Chengze for avenging Xue Songyu, bringing him to meet Wu Ya, and saving him from Wu Ya.

When he returns to the first floor of Xia Tian, ​​he will immediately tell Master where the dragon heart is, and the rest should not be known to the fourth person.

Everyone wants a dragon heart, and if more people know about it, it will cause another uproar.

He only hoped that Master could get it.

"What should we do next?" asked one after another, "If Wu Ya's words are true, and Yang Ning's matter is indeed not done by him, is there anyone else who should be suspicious?"

Ling Chengze shook his head: "This matter has to be investigated slowly."

"It's getting late, you should go to bed early." The deep and handsome eyebrows and eyes are full of spring breeze, and the roots of the ears are burning hot crimson: "You... sleep here tonight?"

"Does the pillow fit? Does the quilt fit? What kind of incense do you like? The ones you light in your room on weekdays..."

One after another, as if there was no one in front of him, he got up expressionlessly, and strode away from the bedroom that was "empty in his eyes".

***

The meeting of the Nine Great Demon Lords was very embarrassing when they were disturbed by Wu Ya Demon Lord's tricks.

Unexpectedly, on the second day, Lord Wu Ya declared to the outside world that Lord Xingyan had disturbed his good business and robbed him of his things.

And asked the two sides to meet again to discuss how to resolve the dispute.

I was dumbfounded after hearing it one after another.

Wu Ya is not only the half-step god of Nascent Soul Venerable, but also controls half of the demon sect. How could he turn black and white like this, and talk nonsense with his eyes open? !

He had never seen such a brazen person.

Ling Chengze leaned back in his chair, his veins were exposed, he squeezed the invitation from Yuhengzong into a scrap of paper, his face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out a ball of black water.

A group of subordinates lined up on both sides of the hall in fear and trembling, not daring to sweat.

After a while, Hehuan suzerain put his hips on his hips and asked, "Shall we go?"

Yesterday they were plotted against by Reminder/Qingxiang. Although they were not injured, they showed their ugly appearance.If this matter gets out, Yi Xiao Dafang loses all face, they can only grit their teeth and suffer silently.

Among the three demon lords belonging to the Xingyan Demon Lord, she is the only one who has recovered today.The other two practitioners have thin skins, and they feel embarrassed to meet each other, and they don't plan to meet again in the near future.

Ling Chengze remained silent and raised his eyes to look at the people standing beside him.

After thinking for a while, he nodded his sharp jaw.

Wu Ya regards fooling people as a joke, and has deep grudges against him.He was rescued by Ling Chengze yesterday, and the other party will definitely not give up easily.

He didn't know what kind of tricks Wu Ya had today, but he couldn't shrink his head and avoid the fight.

What's more, the truth of Yangning's incident has not been found out yet, and they have no other clues.The Blood Sect is Wu Ya's subordinate, so now we can only find out from him.

As if to ridicule, Wu Ya actually set the meeting place at the Hehuan Sect.

The Hehuan Sect Master did not dare to let this great god enter her small temple, and only had a talk in the palace farthest from the sect.

In the gazebo halfway up the mountain, there was nothing but a few tables and stools.

The gazebo has pillars but no walls, and is open and ventilated on all sides. It does not burn incense and does not prepare water and wine.

She didn't believe in such a situation, what kind of dirty tricks Wu Ya could use to bully her.

There were only two Demon Lords who belonged to Wu Ya's side.

Hundreds of thousands of monks under his sect, and the powerful Nine Great Demon Venerables, were terrified by this crazy criticism of ignoring martial arts.

Wu Ya still wore a cloak, a mask and a hood today, and descended from the sky in a flying car with golden lights.

He also put on airs and asked a few people to wait for him for half an hour.

Seeing the empty seats in the gazebo, he couldn't help but raise his mouth: "What are you so afraid of? I don't eat people."

The eyes under the mask turned one after another, and sneered maliciously: "I haven't eaten yet."

Ling Chengze's expression darkened instantly, and he got up to stand in front of Lian Lian: "What are you planning to..."

"I don't plan to do anything." Yin Hanyin said with malicious playfulness, "I told Wenfeng about your being here."

"He will come over later."

Startled one after another, as if a violent storm was set off in my heart, and the turbulent waves hit the shore and hit my heart.

No one could have imagined that this crazy group would come up with such a vicious trick.

He left Lingyuan Peak privately, not knowing how Master would deal with him.

He is not ready to go back to see the master.

What should I do if Master really comes later? !

Ling Chengze was also taken aback.

He's not afraid of hearing the wind, but he's afraid that with a word from the wind, he will be able to follow him obediently.

The terrified expressions on their faces one after another satisfied the Wuya Demon Monarch who took pleasure in playing with people's hearts.

Like a spectator waiting for a good show to start, he sat on the cool chair and stretched his long legs. There was a bit of domineering look at the world in his lazy and comfortable posture. It was brilliant and I won't allow anyone to leave early."

A piece of cold sweat oozes from the palms of the hands one after another.

For a moment, the intention of leaving immediately appeared in his mind.

It's a pity that today he is completely at a disadvantage, his mind is in turmoil, and it is easy for the other party to see his thoughts.

Wu Ya will not let him leave easily.

Wuya Mojun laughed again in a low voice: "But it's a bit boring to wait like this now. I originally thought that it was the best situation for us to have fun while waiting to hear the news like yesterday, but it's a pity that there is no way today."

Her clear eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

Several Nascent Souls looked blank and couldn't understand what Wu Ya was saying, but they understood clearly one after another.

Wu Ya intends to humiliate himself by letting Master see the unsightly scene.

He said this sentence at this time, there must be more to follow.

"What's the name of that Cangwu Sect monk?"

The sudden question once again surprised Li Lian, who couldn't figure out what he meant this time.

He looked at the eyes under the mask calmly, and said coldly: "Zhang Jun'an."

Wu Ya put on a show and sighed: "You remember other people's names so clearly, which makes me very jealous."

He hooked his lips again, with a bit of resentment in his smile: "I didn't expect him to dare to reveal this matter. It's a pity that he has been dead for too long, and his body has long been eaten by wild dogs. I can't beat him to the bone Ashes."

He cursed inwardly one after another, raised his mouth and sneered, "Aren't you afraid I'll tell them?"

Yin Han said lightly: "You won't say it. If everyone knows, won't everyone get it?"

Unexpectedly, after only one day, Wu Ya has already seen through all his thoughts.

He quietly glanced at the few Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators who looked dazed and silent around him one after another.

Wu Ya played charades with him, just to confirm that he would not spread the matter of Long Xin casually.

"Actually, for me, it doesn't matter whether others know about it or not." Wu Ya sneered, "But you actually found out about this, I want to give you a little reward."

One after another, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart, and almost at the same time, he felt a chill down his back.

He instinctively dodged sideways, and at the same time Ling Chengze beside him also gave him a hand.

A bright silver knife light left an afterimage where he had just stood, and the sound of breaking wind whistled past his ears.

A large group of puppet iron men poured out from all directions, with swords in each of their six arms, their movements were stiff, and they looked ridiculous, but their attacks were extremely fierce.

The crisp sound of refined iron colliding was mixed with a malicious and raging sneer: "This is the special skill of that Cangwu sect's mechanism Taoist monk. I think it's quite interesting."

"He acted recklessly and leaked the secret to you behind my back. Reciprocity, you should also experience his moves."

This crazy critic who talked incoherently and incoherently planned to use Zhang Jun'an's refined iron puppet to kill himself to vent his hatred.

As soon as he drew his sword out of its sheath, he heard the Sect Master He Huan yelling at him: "Wu Ya, I'm not finished with you!"

Fearing that he would make another shady move, the Sect Master of Hehuan specially chose this gazebo which was located in a remote place and could not be poisoned.

Unexpectedly, the opponent brought a lot of iron puppets and attacked directly.

The demon lords brought only a few attendants, she and Xing Yan were the two Nascent Souls on their side.

Although the refined iron puppets were of the Golden Core level, they were numerous and densely packed, making her scalp tingle when she saw them.

Wu Ya casually smiled: "These iron puppets can't hurt you anything. It's just to add to the fun before the good show begins."

"Who made me feel bored waiting for Wenfeng?"

Wu Ya really notified Master?Master will really come?

One after another, my heart was shocked again, and I didn't know what to do.

He was guarded by Ling Chengze at the moment, these iron puppets were not difficult for Ling Chengze to deal with, but lifeless puppets, unconscious, knocked down and then got up instantly, were extremely annoying.

Countless steel knives formed an airtight knife wall, surrounding the two of them.

Wu Ya sat on the cool chair in his spare time, with a leisurely and lazy posture, with a playful look on his mouth, as if he was watching the acrobatic performance of a six-armed iron puppet.

The two Nascent Souls stood silently behind him, motionless, stiffer than refined iron puppets.

After a stick of incense, Ling Chengze cleared away the broken copper and iron all over the floor, and cast a sideways glance at Suzerain Acacia: "Use your spiritual energy to protect him."

In the battle between half-step god-transforming monks, a single sword energy can split mountains and seas, tear the sky and earth, and just the collision of two powerful spiritual energy can spread dozens of miles.

Successive golden pills like this will inevitably suffer internal injuries due to the impact of spiritual pressure.

What's more, he is on the same level as Wuya Realm, evenly matched, even after a fierce battle for several days and nights, it will be difficult to tell the winner.He didn't want to fight Wu Ya when he was by his side one after another.

Unfortunately, at this moment, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He has never seen Wu Ya's moves before, and today, he will fight with him.

Sect Master He Huan hooked his fingers one after another: "Come to my sister quickly, my sister will take good care of you."

One after another, they stood in the circle surrounded by Hong Ling, the suzerain of Hehuan, with great self-knowledge.

Ling Chengze is going to get serious, let alone him, I am afraid that the Acacia Sect Master can only use his spiritual energy to prevent himself from being accidentally injured.

In the battle between the half-step Huashen, even the Nascent Soul cultivator has no ability to intervene.

The flaming sword surrounded by red flames aimed at Wuya.

The corners of the mouth, half-melted in the shadow of the hood, were raised high, revealing a creepy smile.

As if waiting for this moment.

not good!One after another, a chill flashed through my heart, and the hairs all over my body stood on end.

Relying on the instinct of crisis perception, the body moved one step faster than thoughts, and waved his hand sideways to block the cold blade emerging from the ground behind him.

Zhang Jun'an has two unique skills.

One is the organ puppet, and the other is the puppet thread.

In the defensive circle surrounded by Hong Ling, the suzerain of Hehuan, several weapons of fine iron puppets were scattered on the ground.

The puppets have been completely beaten up by Ling Chengze, and no one cares about them anymore.

But at this time, the weapons controlled by Puppet Silk, taking advantage of everyone's unpreparedness, launched attacks one after another from inside Sect Master Hehuan's magic circle.

Who would have thought that Wuya Mojun, a half-step god transformation, the top power in the Yantian world, would shamelessly attack a golden core!

No one will believe this matter.

Everything was in the blink of an eye, and even the suzerain of Acacia didn't have time to react.

Relying on keen intuition and luck one after another, they blocked the attacks from behind, but the long sword in their hands was thrown out of their hands due to the huge force.

More than one steel blade pierced from the ground.

He dodged the sneak attack behind him, and at almost the same moment, another steel knife attacked at the same time.

He couldn't avoid it anyway.

The Demon Monarch Wuya had already made up his mind to put him to death.

Qing Jue narrowed his eyes slightly.He had no choice but to suffer this blow.

I don't know how many defensive spells on his body can withstand the attacks of the same half-step monks who are in the realm of transforming gods?

After a moment, he was ready, but the blow he resisted did not happen.

They bumped into a fiery embrace one after another.

The violent sound of fine iron clashing clanged in my ears.

Two huge sword qi collided, and the aftermath spread rapidly outward like a raging wave. The strong spiritual pressure made people's heart dull, and their blood surged.

He was not harmed in any way.

The familiar scent of incense penetrates the tip of the nose, bringing an extremely reassuring taste.

One after another, his lips moved slightly, and subconsciously called out the two words that Chengri kept on his lips: "Master..."

Master really came.Saved him again.

Daoist Juechen embraced Lianlian with one hand and a sword with the other, cutting off the iron blade that was attacking.

Then let go, took a step back, and opened the distance between the two.

They hurriedly raised their heads to look at each other.

The expression on his handsome and flawless face was flat, showing neither emotion nor anger, and he didn't speak, let alone look down at him.

The biting chill that spread around made him clearly feel that Master is unhappy at the moment - Master must be furious if he left Lingyuan privately.Master is very angry with him at this moment.

They lowered their brows and eyes obediently one after another, as usual, without saying a word, and stood respectfully behind the other party.

Taoist Juechen's indifferent eyes moved to Wuya.

Wuya Mojun hooked his lips, full of interest: "Wenfeng, you are finally here."

"Although I've been expecting you to come sooner, you should come later. This way you can see the appearance of your beloved being seriously injured by me."

One after another, his body suddenly froze.

This rhetoric again.Wu Ya always said that Master likes him.

He thought it was impossible, if Wu Ya's words could be believed, the sky could fall down.

But there was an unspeakable emotion in my heart, and I felt inexplicably, maybe it was true?

Daoist Juechen's expression remained flat, like a statue of a god without sorrow or joy, taking all the good fortune of the world and looking down on everything in the world.

He and Wu Ya looked at each other silently for a few breaths, then turned around as if there was nothing there, and said to Li Yue, "Let's go."

Lang Yue's voice still had a ray of coolness.

"Wait a minute!" Ling Chengze said suddenly.

The scene at this time was extremely strange, and he couldn't describe it in words, and he didn't know what to say.

But he didn't want to just follow Wenfeng one after another.

"Xingyan Demon Monarch personally opened his mouth to keep people, and just left like this, it is too disrespectful to the majestic Demon Monarch." Wuya laughed coldly, "The actor has just come on stage, and the good show has not yet started, how can you What about the end?"

The sword tied with the puppet thread pierced out of the ground instantly, forming an impenetrable wall of swords again.

The aura-shaped puppet threads are hard to see with the naked eye, and form a huge net in the pavilion, if you accidentally touch it, you will be cut with a deep wound immediately.

Daoist Juechen waved his sleeves, and once again held each other tightly in his arms: "In my arms, don't move."

The tone is still cold, but also gentle.

He swung his sword with the other hand, blocking the lightning-like attacks one by one.

These attacks, which were swift and violent and difficult for ordinary monks to deal with, were nothing to him.

Leaning silently in Wen Tang's arms one after another, her mood is extremely stable.All the precautions of walking on thin ice are relieved at this moment.

He clearly knew that with the presence of Master, he was absolutely safe, and he no longer needed to tense an extremely exhausting heartstring all the time.

The clear eyes were closed with peace of mind, and he could safely and boldly rest in the arms of the master for a while.

Suddenly, someone around shouted loudly: "Be careful!"

He opened his eyes instantly, and the thick dust in front of his eyes obscured his vision.

A strong smell of lust unavoidably drilled into the tip of his nose.

Sect Master Hehuan's furious scolding resounded through the sky: "Wu Ya! You shameless bastard!"

Wu Ya laughed loudly, with the joy of succeeding maliciously: "A small gift is not a respect."

There was a hint of childlike cruelty and innocent heartiness in the tone of voice, as if what he did was just a little prank.

"I still have something to do, let's go first." He laughed lightly a few times, "Wenfeng, I'll see you next time."

Before the words fell, the figure had teleported to the speeding car not far away.

The golden speeding car suddenly rose into the sky, and a chuckle came from the clouds: "This medicine is different from yesterday's. If you don't understand, you can ask the Acacia Sect Master next to you."

The Hehuan Sect Master cursed once again: "I'm not finished with you!"

The cold and powerful aura disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The smoke and dust permeating the gazebo also drifted away with the wind, and the sight was clear again.

However, the delicious smell has been lingering around the tip of the nose, making people breathless.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Ling Chengze covered his nose with his sleeve and asked Acacia Sect Master.

When Wu Ya waved his sleeve to sprinkle the medicine, he had already dodged in an instant, the medicine powder didn't get on his body, and he held his breath and didn't inhale the fragrance.

Wenfeng and Lianlian, who are Wu Ya's goals, have a lot of stains on them.

The Acacia suzerain who was standing in the red silk circle was also dyed all over because he stood so close.

The owner of the Hehuan sect rushed to the bullfight, and his voice was sharp: "You can't smell such an obvious smell?! Have you never heard of the ecstasy powder that everyone in the Hehuan sect knows?!"

Star Flame Demon Lord is her master, and she didn't dare to talk to him so rudely.But at this moment, he was burning with anger and couldn't control his temper.

She is the majestic Suzerain of the Acacia Sect, but she has been imprisoned twice by the means of lewdness/evil.

The Suzerainty Suzerain should be that bastard Wu Ya!

Ling Chengze, who practices boy kung fu, has never smelled this kind of smell, so it's not like she knows it right away.

But he had heard of the name of ecstasy powder.

The famous aphrodisiac/love medicine of the Albizia Sect, has strong medicinal properties.

Unexpectedly, Wu Ya is shameless, and it is the same as yesterday, repeating the old tricks.

The Hehuan Sect Master's face turned red, and he panted anxiously and furiously: "This is the unique secret medicine of the Hehuan Sect. It is different from the usual ones. You must find someone to relieve it, otherwise it will damage the meridians and damage your cultivation forever."

She glanced at him one after another, and at this moment, she couldn't care less about teasing, and said quickly: "Let Xing Yan help you solve it immediately, and it will hurt your body if you endure it for a second longer."

He didn't turn his head back after speaking, and left in a hurry to find someone to relieve the effect of the medicine.

The sporadic figures also disappeared in an instant, leaving only Ling Chengze, Wenfeng, and the other three in the gazebo.

The scene was extremely indescribable.

One after another, they raised their heads and looked at Master worriedly.The master's movements were stiff, obviously he had never encountered such a situation before, and he was a little at a loss.

Although his expression is calm, his breathing has gradually become rough, and his body is getting hotter and hotter.

"Master, find a safe place first!" Reminders came one after another.

Junya frowned slightly, nodded, and silently recited the teleportation formula, hugging the person in her arms and disappearing into the gazebo.

"Wait..." Before Ling Chengze finished speaking, Wenfeng's spiritual breath was no longer within the range of his spiritual consciousness.

Although he didn't have any traditional Chinese medicine, a violent flame instantly ignited his blood.

How to take this medicine, he knows, but the two of them... who can take it...

……

The scenery in front of me suddenly changed from a red pavilion to a green mountain to a spacious bedroom with bright and clean windows.

Familiar scenery can be seen at a glance one after another, this is the bamboo courtyard in Master's mustard world.

The isolated and independent small world is absolutely safe, the master has sealed the entrance, even Wu Ya can't do any tricks again.

But what about the medicine in the medicine?

"Master," he asked worriedly, "how are you doing?"

This sentence is pure nonsense, Master's complexion is rosy, his breathing is heavy and his body is hot, no matter what angle it is, it can be seen at a glance that he is unbearable.

Daoist Juechen squeezed his arms tightly with five fingers, trying to support his reason: "Are you okay?"

Shaking his head one after another: "I don't feel anything."

He should also have been drugged, but apart from his body being slightly dry and hot, there was no other reaction.

"Then you go out first." Qing Leng Yayin intermittently said, "...stay in the courtyard."

The exquisite eyes widened slightly one after another.If it is an ordinary medicine, the master soaks it in cold water to relieve it by himself, and he can go outside the courtyard and wait.

It's a pity that this is not an ordinary aphrodisiac.

This is the powerful secret medicine that the Acacia suzerain himself must find someone immediately.

If you don't find someone to relieve it as soon as possible, the medicine will damage the meridians.

"Master, do you have... I'll look for it right away..."

One after another anxious to some incoherent.Now that the situation is urgent, if Master stays up for a second longer, it will be harmful to the body.

Master, is there anyone who is willing to go through the clouds and rains with him?He immediately went to find someone to help Master relieve the medicine.

"...you go out." The gentle tone has been tinged with intense heat, the irritable tone is no longer gentle, and the heavy and slow breathing clearly shows the difficult feelings.

The handsome phoenix eyes were also covered with a layer of misty thoughts, and under the effect of the strong medicinal properties, it was no longer possible to keep clear mind.

"...Get out before I can control myself!"

The low voice of anger that he tried his best to restrain caused a sudden shock in his heart.

It was the first time he heard his master talking to him so violently, his heart felt cold for a moment, but his mind was suddenly frozen clear.

He suddenly understood what he should do.

"Master," he stretched out his hand, and slowly eased it towards the opponent's belt, "Please let the disciple help you relieve the medicine."

But his hand was pinched by hot five fingers, preventing him from moving.

"You... do you know what you're doing?!"

He took a deep breath one after another, and said decisively, "I know."

He continued to undo the opponent's belt, but was stopped by his burning fingers again.

"One after another!"

A ferocious low-pitched angry voice came to his ears, and he lowered his eyes one after another, waiting to be scolded, but the next words were quite different from what he had imagined.

"From the first time I saw you, I have a deep-rooted love for you. During the years I have been with you day and night, I have fallen deeper and deeper every day. I love you so much that I can't extricate myself."

"I never wanted to be your master, I just wanted to be your Taoist companion."

"I love you, and I don't want you to suffer any grievances, and I don't want you to force yourself because I have been drugged."

Exquisite thin lips curled up slightly: "Wenfeng, I don't know if you really want me to go out, or if you want to play hard to get, you said that on purpose. But I didn't force myself."

"If you don't want to, you can push me away."

Another hot hand gently caressed his cold cheek.

The tone was hot and violent, but also domineering and gentle: "One after another, I will give you one last chance to let you leave."

"Once this line is crossed, from now on, even if you regret what you did today, even if you despise me, even if you hate me, I will never let you go. If you escape, I will capture you back and imprison you in by my side."

"You have to think about it carefully."

They laughed softly one after another: "I've thought it through."

The next moment, he took the initiative to cover his burning lips.

Although he has made up his mind to respect his master, he will never have any unreasonable thoughts about his master.

It's a pity that he didn't stabilize his Dao heart.

In the end, he still became a villain who committed deception.

The author has something to say:

Misunderstanding Little Theater

One after another: I transmigrated into Master's literature, but in the end I was forced to go through the plot, and became a villain for the following crimes, and locked Master in a small black room.

Plot: ? ? ?

Master Literary: Please take a closer look at Master Literary's attack and suffering before speaking.