[Quick wear] The male partner always has his own ideas

After hearing what Jin Zhaoyu said, Xie Yangqian's attitude became less tough.

The contented Jin Zhaoyu was about to board the boat when Luan Jiang stopped him: "Go to my room."

"Do you still want to stay here and be bullied by others?" Although Jin Zhaoyu said so, his footsteps stopped in a very spineless manner, and his tone suddenly stopped while staring at You Yi who stood beside him with a very low sense of presence. After cooling down, "You still lead the way?"

You Yi who was treated differently: "..."

When the group left the back mountain, they happened to bump into Mo Yunze who was going to the back mountain.

Ten years ago, Jin Zhaoyu met Mo Yunze in the competition between the various sects.

Ten years in the world of cultivating immortals is not the same concept as ten years in the world of humans. The lifespan of monks is almost hundreds of years, so in this short ten years, the appearance of monks will basically not change.

Jin Zhaoyu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Mo Yunze, who appeared in front of several people, was still a little confused by this scene. Several vines were like snakes, restraining half of his body. Tore his robe and got into his flesh.

Among the few people present, only Jin Zhaoyu had the wood spirit root.

Mo Yunze, who originally wanted to ask Jin Zhaoyu what he meant by this, moved his eyes down and landed on the person in his arms, his expression suddenly changed, "What's going on? Why are there so many things on you, Junior Brother?" hurt?"

Before his brother-in-law Jin Zhaoyu had time to taunt, Luan Jiang's little brother You Yi jumped out, looked at Mo Yunze with a very unkind look, and asked, "Master, how dare you ask such a question? Do you think that you are only looking forward to the death of the little martial uncle?!"

Mo Yunze's face turned pale, as if he had been poked into a sore spot.

Seeing him put on such an expression, Jin Zhaoyu sneered, staring at Mo Yunze as if trying to skin him and cramp him.

"Mo Yunze, you are really Xiao Jiang's 'good' brother." Jin Zhaoyu used the accent on the word 'good', and the irony contained in it should not be too strong.

Seeing this, You Yi stopped talking, feeling more and more disappointed in himself as a master.

Master, how long have you known Little Martial Uncle?How long have you known that woman named Song Xiling?For the sake of his sweetheart, how could he ignore the friendship between fellow apprentices and brothers?

How could Mo Yunze like this be worthy of being Venerable Yuan Qing's apprentice, how could he be his master?

Even Xie Yangqian, looking at this fellow-clan junior with outstanding aptitude and gentle temper, showed a bit of disappointment on his face.

Mo Yunze's complexion turned pale again.

He can accept being ridiculed and despised by Jin Zhaoyu alone. After all, Jin Zhaoyu is a member of the Hehuan Sect; but Xie Yangqian is different from You Yi. One is Senior Brother Xie, whom he has always respected, and the other is a disciple he has devoted his time to teaching. Well, the almost identical disappointed gazes of the two gave him the illusion that he was standing on the opposite side of the whole world.

But at the scene like that at that time, anyone who saw it would inevitably believe it.

What's more, at that time, Ah Ling was still crying and threw herself into his arms...

You Yi, who was always present at the scene, couldn't help but sneered when he saw Mo Yunze's expression, and completely lost his usual respect and admiration: "I know what Master is thinking. Song Xiling is just crying, and you don't care about anything." up."

"Master doesn't even think about it. The junior uncle is so good-looking and talented. Every time the seniors and sisters of the same school see the junior uncle, they almost throw their winks at the sky!" As if thinking of something, You Yi laughed again Yes, but this smile is mostly sarcasm.

"Song Xiling is very beautiful, but Senior Aunt Lan is more elegant than her, Junior Senior Aunt is gentler than her, Senior Sister Chuyun is more heroic than her, and Senior Sister Shui is more charming than her. Both are disciples of the Yunji Immortal Sect, and Junior Senior Aunt has no respect for others. With distracting thoughts, why did he fall in love with Song Xiling, who clung to him all day long and delayed his cultivation?

Do you think Song Xiling is better than the other trash? "

You Yi, who is full of verbal skills, made the other three people a little stunned except Luan Jiang.

Father, like son.

Mo Yunze was disturbed and dazed by the word 'Song Xiling'.

You Yi did not.

Three months ago, Song Xiling appeared at Shangling Peak.

At the beginning, You Yi's impression of Song Xiling was nothing special, but when Song Xiling only clings to their junior uncle all day long, You Yi, who has a very serious fanboy attribute, can't stand it anymore.

No matter what Song Xiling did, You Yi could find something wrong in his heart.

Because of You Yi's words, the atmosphere instantly became quiet.

At this time, Luan Jiang smiled.

It attracted the gazes of several other people.

The young man looks bright and beautiful, and is especially favored by the Dao of Heaven. Even if he is so weak, a slight smile is enough to make people take out their hearts and offer them to him.

Through You Yi's words, Jin Zhaoyu, who had already guessed the whole thing at all, also laughed, but it was a sneer that sent chills down the spine: "My Jin Zhaoyu's brother wants to What's the matter, do you still need to use force to see a woman?"

In terms of wealth in the world of cultivating immortals, it is indeed the Hehuan Sect.

Before Mo Yunze could speak, Jin Zhaoyu looked at You Yi again, and ordered unceremoniously: "Go and 'invite' that Song Xiling here, I want to see what kind of beauty she is, worthy of my brother's use." force her."

[Tianzi Guose is a ghost, she is just a vicious toad, disgusting. ] 0748, who was still hating Song Xiling for stabbing Luan Jiang, answered in a low voice angrily and disdainfully.

Luan Jiang, who almost laughed out loud because of its words: "..."

"Where is your room? I'll take you to rest." Jin Zhaoyu looked down at Luan Jiang, and his tone suddenly softened.

Luan Jiang pointed in a direction.

Jin Zhaoyu cast a cold glance at Mo Yunze who was still bound by his vines, and walked around him with Luan Jiang in his arms and left.

Seeing Jin Zhaoyu walking farther and farther away, Xie Yangqian just looked away, and his eyes stopped on Mo Yunze, disappointed and slightly awed, "For a woman, without listening to the explanation and without investigation, you punished your fellow apprentice severely, you Did you learn something like this under the Venerable Yuan Qing?"

"Brother Xie, I was just too angry at the time, so I lost my mind." Mo Yunze explained in a muffled voice.

"21 corroded bone nails." Xie Yangqian's brows and eyes became more and more threatening, and the words he said were a bit harsh, "I can still understand that you care about your temper for the third and tenth nails, but there are 21 nails in total. The monks in the later stage of consecration are hard to handle, did you go out with no brains? Or do you think that Junior Brother Luan already has the strength of the early stage of fusion?"

Xie Yangqian's aura was too strong, as if he would attack him in the next second, so Mo Yunze didn't dare to defend himself anymore.

Seeing Mo Yunze's obscene and cowardly look, Xie Yangqian became more and more disappointed, and his whole body became a little colder. He asked, "Isn't it very reasonable? Why didn't you show your words to teach Junior Brother Luan a lesson?" Do you want to reprimand me?"

Mo Yunze lowered his head without saying a word.

Seeing this scene, Xie Yangqian simply threw up his sleeves and left.

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The moment he entered Luan Jiang's room, Jin Zhaoyu's expression changed.

He gritted his back molars, and his coquettish eyebrows and eyes were full of murderous aura like a wave: "Song Xiling actually used the fragrance of soft feelings on you? How dare she!"

If he doesn't kill this girl, it will be difficult to dispel the hatred in his heart.

Luan Jiang sighed softly, but did not answer: "Put me on the bed."

Jin Zhaoyu suppressed his murderous intent, carefully placed him on the bed, stared at the young man's sickly pale face, his heart ached to death, "Song Xiling, Mo Yunze, what do you want to do with these two people? "

Luan Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice, "I want to wait for Master to leave the customs."

He really wanted to say "Kill them all" arrogantly, but Song Xiling stole most of the luck from Qu Youling, and Tiandao regarded her as the heroine of the world. If he really said that, Jin Zhaoyu would do it again If he did, Tiandao would definitely not let him and Jin Zhaoyu go.

Moreover, just the crying of 0748 is enough for him to drink a pot...

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Jin Zhaoyu didn't hold on to Song Xiling and Mo Yunze any longer.

"Xiao Jiang." He called out.

Luan Jiang looked up at him, his brows and eyes were slightly cold.

"If it wasn't for such a big accident, wouldn't you..." Jin Zhaoyu paused for a while, his breathing was a little short, and his palms seemed to be sweating, "...would never use that Jade pendant?"

He was supposed to be Xiao Jiang's closest and most dependent person in this world, but because of their father's promiscuity, he ruined everything.

So what if you kill your father?

He wished he could tear that man apart.

"will not."

He would not, but the original owner was just as his brother had guessed, no matter whether he was imprisoned in the back mountain, picked out of the spirit root, expelled from Yunji Xianzong, or even died, the fiery red jade pendant was still safe. Quietly in his storage bag.

Hearing his answer, Jin Zhaoyu froze, unbelievable, joyful, excited...Countless emotions welled up in his brows and eyes, complex and difficult to describe but moving, his voice was hoarse: "Xiao Jiang, you Can... can you say it again?"

"No." Luan Jiang replied flatly.

But Jin Zhaoyu now only has two words "no" left in his mind.

Seeing his silly music by the bed, Luan Jiang fell silent.

"..."

He didn't want to talk nonsense with the original owner's stupid brother, so he prepared to turn over and lie down to rest.

However, just when he made a move, a coercion as huge as a huge wave in the deep sea surged out from somewhere, and soon enveloped the entire Shangling Peak, with an indescribable overbearing force Violence swept everything, wherever it passed, all spirits knelt down, and monks' legs were weak.

Jin Zhaoyu, who was aware of it for the first time, immediately released his own spiritual energy, completely enveloping Luan Jiang in it, so that Luan Jiang was not affected by this terrifying coercion.

Luan Jiang, who noticed something strange in the room, frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Your master has left the customs."