After coaxing old enemies into avatars

Although the dislike was true, Sheng Huaizhao couldn't resist a certain possessive swordsman who honestly covered his face with a bamboo hat.

A very thin layer of black gauze obscured his vision. Sheng Huaizhao squinted his eyes and looked forward for a while, then slowly grabbed Yun Jian's fingertips.

The person beside him froze slightly, looking down at Goulian's own knuckles.

"I can't see it." Sheng Huaizhao's tone was not the slightest bit guilty, "I'm not going to fall."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Yun Jian's lips, he put his whole hand into his palm along his fingertips, and held it tightly: "Okay."

The little fox behind was full of resentment: "Why don't you hold me too? I can't see it either."

Sheng Huaizhao: "I can't see it buried."

Yu Tong: "..."

When entering the city, Yu Tong held back his breath and used spells to cover up his true face. Most of the city guards were in the Siyuan stage. His spells were not good enough for Yun Jian, but they were more than enough to deal with this group of people perfunctorily.

When entering the city, the guard held up the jade slips and stopped the three of them ferociously.

"Hey," the guard said with a cold expression, "he took the things off."

Covering up in broad daylight must be a problem.

Sheng Huaizhao didn't bother to entangle with him, so he lifted the tulle to pair up with his jade slip, and let him go after confirming that they were not the same person.

When it was Yu Tong's turn, the guard lifted the hat but was stunned: "You..."

Sheng Huaizhao was about to turn his head to see what he was moaning about, and then he met a young girl with a beautiful appearance and a pure temperament.

Yu Tong blinked her eyes charmingly: "I'm with the person in front, brother guard, what do you want to investigate?"

The tone of voice was just right, just like a spoiled little wit in a family. The repeated calls made the guard even hesitate to take the jade slip.

"Go in, go in."

"Thank you brother." Yu Tong waved happily, and ran behind Sheng Huaizhao in small steps.

The three of them had just taken half a step, when they heard the guard behind them sound a little sour: "The sword cultivator is really easy to mess around with, and he always follows two good-looking wives when he goes out."

"That's not true, do you think you still rely on abstinence and penance to cultivate? If you have a little money, you can buy spirit swords and pills long ago, and wives and concubines live happily in groups."

Yun Jian, who had always been stern and silent, frowned slightly, and the momentary unhappiness was caught by the people beside him.

Sheng Huaizhao tilted his head and leaned in front of Yun Jian, lightly lifted the tulle: "Did you hear, I'm sour on you."

"It's the wrong person." The indifferent young man tilted his head slightly, his voice was cold, "The only wife I love in this life, having wives and concubines in groups has nothing to do with me."

The person who wanted to make fun of him was molested instead, Sheng Huaizhao was stunned, and the little fox behind him came up to him sourly: "Yo yo, did you hear that, marrying me as a concubine made him feel wronged to death."

Sheng Huaizhao: "..."

Yaocheng is prosperous and famous for its enjoyment, and it is a rare and peaceful place in the cultivation world.

But Sheng Huaizhao reads the whole book and knows that happiness and prosperity are just appearances. There are many Jinfangfang and Xiaoshoulou in Yaocheng City...that is, gambling workshops and brothels. Powerful people are based on the fact that this land is apparently the territory of Changwangmen, but in fact many immortal cultivators have a share.

Otherwise, in the chaotic world, how could there be a decadent city standing untouched for many years. The so-called happiness and well-being are just superficial prosperity under the influence of multiple interests, and the actual water is as deep as the sea.

The Zhenmozhu could bring them here, it should be following the breath of the Demon Lord.

After the stronghold of the big devil was destroyed, he actually hid here in order to hide his breath.

"I have a small intelligence network here." Yu Tong suddenly said.

Sheng Huaizhao and Yun Jian turned their heads. After Yu Tong turned into a woman, her peach blossom eyes were three points bigger than before. The watery eyes looked very attractive: "It's at Xiaoshou Building."

"No."

"Don't go."

Sheng Huaizhao and Yun Jian spoke in unison.

As soon as the words fell, the two looked at each other and turned their heads in unison.

Yu Tong looked disgusted: "I know that your newlywed love is important, so I went to find out some information, and I didn't want you to go in and lose a piece of meat."

They all refused so quickly, tsk.

But before Sheng Huaizhao could speak, Yun Jian had already stepped sideways to him: "You are wearing women's clothes now, so of course you can't enter that kind of place."

According to the little fox, if you want to go in to find out some news, you must pretend to be a guest.

Whether it's simply listening to the music or really having any communication with the women, he doesn't want Sheng Huaizhao to get a little bit of a blush.

Yu Tong dragged the end of the voice and said: "But I stayed in Yaocheng in my original appearance before, and the people there would probably recognize me."

System: The little fox is not lying, that's where he first met the young master of Yao City.

Although there were no disturbances, just because he and the young master of Yaocheng went in and out of a place together was enough to make people remember his appearance.

"It's not impossible." Sheng Huaizhao raised his eyelashes slightly, and glanced around in front of Yu Tong.

Yu Tong: "...you're not right."

"Your intelligence network means that there are people you know in Xiaochou Building, right?"

"Yeah." Yutong nodded, "It's also a fox."

In addition to dual cultivation, the fox demon family can improve their cultivation by absorbing energy. There are little foxes like Yu Tong who are arrogant and only look up to high places, and there are foxes who are happy to wait for the dishes to arrive.

The one in Xiaochou building is the latter.

"Then it would be good to send you in to meet him?"

Yu Tong probably guessed what he was thinking: "...that's true, but I still hope not to attract attention."

"Find someone like the back cook, knock you out, and just send you in." Sheng Huaizhao raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, we'll meet you outside at any time."

Yu Tong: "..."

After finalizing the plan, as dusk approached, the three of them came to the back of Xiaochou Building.

The Shengge gradually started, and many young masters dressed in Chinese clothes came and went, and they could smell the soft fragrance and melodious singing voice only at the door.

There is a back door to Xiaoshoulou, and when the three of them arrived, they heard extremely low sobbing at the entrance of the narrow alley.

"Yunniang, aren't you short of people? How do you look at the girl?" The weak woman whispered, "She...she is a little thinner, but she still has a good face, and she is obedient and capable, chopping wood and lighting a fire is no problem. .”

Standing behind her was a little girl dressed in gray. One could tell at a glance that her family was poor, and she only knew how to cry submissively without even daring to lift her eyes.

The woman named Yun Niang held her earrings lightly, and looked at the two people in front of her impatiently: "It's you again, let's go, sick man, our master said that we won't accept you, so as not to get sick When we come to our house, I don’t know how many people have been harmed.”

Hearing the refusal, the woman's expression suddenly became tense, she grabbed Yun Niang's sleeves and was about to kneel down: "She is not infected, I... I have a broken spiritual energy, not..."

Yun Niang pulled back her sleeves in disgust, and raised her voice, "Come here."

Then a few thick men in brown clothes blocked the door.

"I don't care what your problem is. In short, if you don't want it, you don't want it. There are only three things. If I see you appearing here next time, your leg will be broken." Yunniang said sharply.

Afterwards, the two were forced to retreat. The man showed no mercy, and even pushed and shoved the two when they walked slowly.

The little girl in gray staggered to the ground and was supported by Yu Tong.

The little girl raised her tearful eyes, and looked in astonishment at the sleeves wrapped in gold threads in front of her.

Sheng Huaizhao raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw Yu Tong help him up, and then walked gracefully to the man: "What's the matter, you guys, you are still so vulgar and rude to a weak little girl."

The man glared at him: "What did you say?"

Yun Niang stood by the back door, her eyes narrowed slightly when she saw the bamboo hat.

Yu Tong followed her gaze, revealing a bright and beautiful face: "I didn't say anything, I heard that you are short of people in Xiaoshoulou, come and have a look."

Seeing his face following his figure, Yunniang immediately suppressed her previous disdain and arrogance: "Yo, you want to come?"

Sheng Huaizhao's original intention was to come here to cheat, to stuff Yu Tong in and settle the matter, but he didn't expect that the little fox would easily sell himself in based on the situation in front of him.

Sheng Huaizhao took the five hundred spirit stones he had obtained as a creditor. After Yu Tong had completely entered, they saw the two women just now at the entrance of the alley.

The little girl in gray lay helplessly on the woman's shoulder. Although she cried quietly, she was extremely sad.

The sickly woman shook her head: "It's useless to cry anymore, let's go back."

Sheng Huaizhao thought for a moment, then walked up to the two of them: "You two, is it convenient for me to ask a question?"

Seeing that the two were still vigilant, Sheng Huaizhao smiled and put the five hundred spirit stones that Yu Tong personally exchanged in front of the woman: "I have no malicious intentions, but I just want to ask something."

Now they have reached the point of selling their daughters for money, and if they take a step back, they will be dead on the street, and the woman clutches the purse: "Okay."

There is an inn nearby, and the four of them sat on the second floor, choosing a secluded and secluded place.

"What do you guys want to ask?" The woman looked at him and Yun Jian nervously.

Sheng Huaizhao twirled his fingertips along the mouth of the cup, with a smile: "You said earlier that the aura was broken, what's going on?"

"I was originally from a family in Shancheng, and I have grown spiritual plants for generations. Three years ago, my husband had a lot of interactions with Yinlu Xue's family..."

Yinlu's spiritual veins failed three years ago, and the spiritual plants planted in the local area have been sluggish and declining one after another. In the future, even the soil layer has lost its spiritual energy.Xue's fortune was originally based on spiritual plants, and the failure of the spiritual veins is tantamount to a catastrophe.

After many twists and turns, Xue Yi finally found small sects from all over the world who also planted spiritual plants, and they mixed vegetables and fruits with low spiritual energy as fish, and struggled to maintain the operation of Yinlu.

Even the family in front of me had been rich and honored for a while because of their dealings with the Xue family.

Until half a year ago, her husband sent Lingzhi to Yinlu but was rejected.Not only did Xue go back on her word, she swallowed Lingzhi for half a year in vain, and even humiliated her husband.

"Then Xue Yi said that Yinlu's spiritual energy is very abundant, we ordinary spiritual plants can't catch his eyes at all, and the contacts in the past two years are all nonsense... It is said that we want to gain the reputation of Xue's name and slander them."

Sheng Huaizhao rested his chin, probably understanding what it meant.

Xue made a living by buying spiritual fruits and vegetables at high prices, but after the production area was poor, he cooperated with cheap suppliers and sold parallel imports unscrupulously.

"Not long afterward, a group of people of unknown origin destroyed Shancheng's spiritual veins. Although the identities of those people were unknown, they were probably sent by the Xue family. My husband was so angry that he sold his property and said he would definitely I need to ask for an explanation." Speaking of this, the woman began to cry, "How can I know that when I went to March, when I received another message from him, I learned that he did not go to Yinlu, but came to Yaocheng."

Xue played the bottom line, which is really disgusting and disgusting. It is only normal for her husband to ask for an explanation.

But after the family wealth was gone, they actually came to Yaocheng... It was too strange for his wife and daughter to travel long distances to find someone, and ended up selling their own flesh and blood.

Sheng Huaizhao was thinking about her words, Yun Jian asked in a low voice: "Then when you come to Yaocheng, can you see your husband?"

"I see." The woman slowly raised her eyes, "His body was torn into pieces and dumped under the burial spring in Yao City."

System: The burial spring in Yaocheng is equivalent to a natural cremation ground. Although it is called a spring, the magma flows under the spring.

That is the final return of those who entertained to death in Yao City.

"I checked my husband's whereabouts. Everyone said that he hangs around Xiaoshou Building and Jujinfang every day, but I don't believe it..."

The woman turned her head and put the linen bag behind her back on the table.

The little girl in gray was so frightened that she buried her head in her mother's arms, not daring to look back.

After opening the bag, Sheng Huaizhao understood why the little girl didn't dare to look back.

Among the dense bones, black centipede silkworms live in it, and when they feel that someone is disturbing, they stand up with thorns all over their bodies.

Sheng Huaizhao retreated subconsciously, Yun Jian raised his hand to protect him, and the lingering sword intent straddled him, preventing the centipede from getting any closer.

The woman took the package back silently: "This worm has gnawed in the bones, and I can't get rid of it with various methods. If I want to bring my husband's fallen leaves back to the root, I can only carry it on my back."

She is a mortal herself, and the spiritual energy in her body is also cultivated by her own spiritual plants. Over time, she was eaten away by her husband's bones and became weaker and weaker.

In less than half a month, she had been tortured to this point, and it was difficult for her to even leave the city.

"The deceased is gone," Sheng Huaizhao frowned, "his corpse looks like he was cursed, if you force him to take him back, there is no guarantee that he will die on the road together."

"I can't go back..." The woman shook her head and slowly stretched out her hand.

Only then did Sheng Huaizhao realize that the blood on her arm was completely black, and upon closer inspection, there was something slowly wriggling.

"It's nowhere to go."

No wonder that Yun Niang said that she would go to Xiaochou Building after her "sickness", perhaps she had already seen through that this woman was dying soon.

"But there is no reason to push your daughter to hell if you can't survive." Sheng Huaizhao sighed, and touched a porcelain bottle from his body, "If you still want to survive, where do you dig the bones and bury them, and then... ...Let's go to Mian'an."

Sheng Huaizhao is not sure, but the centipede is indeed similar to Yun Jian's original poison, and Mingshun has devoted himself to research for a long time, if he sends people there now, there may be room for change.

He put the jade card given to him by Xie Jinyi on the table: "With this, no one will stop you in Mian'an, but it's best to tell the truth about your situation before entering the city."

The woman naturally knew about Mian'an Immortal City, her eyes overflowed with tears: "En... benefactor!"

Sheng Huaizhao was expressionless: "I am not a benefactor, nor do I feel sorry for you."

This worm has now become the imprint of Mo Ren, and it can appear here, which means that Mo Ren is still secretly planning something.

The mother and daughter's husband was not the first victim, and he certainly won't be the last.

After coming out of the restaurant and saying goodbye to the mother and daughter, Sheng Huaizhao discovered that it was dark in Yao City.

Cold wind blowing, mixed with drizzle.

Unknowingly, Yun Jian held up an umbrella and landed in front of him, protecting him carefully: "Huai Zhao, it's raining, let's find a place to rest first."

"En." Sheng Huaizhao's eyes were slightly cold.

According to the plot of the original book, I would kill the current demon king and replace him, and become a stepping stone for Yun Jian to ascend to the sky in one step in the future.

But now the plot has been distorted like this, if he doesn't kill Mozun, but let Yun Jian kill him, it may not necessarily follow the same path as the original plot.

Sheng Huaizhao knows better than anyone the truth that one hair can affect the whole body.

The derailment of the plot can still be redeemed. I am afraid that this book will lose his "future devil", and more difficult enemies will appear instead.

Just like Mo Ren.

In the original book, he didn't have that much plot at all.

"Huai Zhao." The warm palm fell to his shoulder suddenly, Sheng Huaizhao seemed to have suddenly recovered from his complicated thoughts, and looked up at the person beside him.

They are in a big room in the inn, Yao City is indeed a gold-selling cave in the cultivation world, even the inn is more upscale than ordinary places.

The bed is made of high-quality spiritual wood, the brocade quilt and pillows are made of golden silkworms, and the room is still scented with flowers, not only that, but there is also a small spiritual spring inside.

"...Five-star hotels are not so luxurious." Sheng Huaizhao looked around and felt as follows.

Yun Jian didn't take it seriously, and pulled his wind-stained hair hanging behind his ears: "I'm tired from the journey, and it was raining just now, go wash."

"Oh, good." Sheng Huaizhao lightly rubbed his eyebrows, and really felt that he had thought too much about this trip.

When he unbuttoned his clothes, he put the handle of Wanwusheng into Yun Jian's hand, and poked at the scabbard as if thinking of something.

"This old... sword spirit seems to have been quiet since we took it back last time."

Yun Jian put it away for him, with a calm expression: "Perhaps he is in retreat."

"Maybe sleeping late," Sheng Huaizhao chuckled, "After all, he's that old."

A handle: ...

Putting down his coat, Sheng Huaizhao stepped into Xiaolingquan, only to find that it was open to the air.

Probably in order to make every guest feel at home and enjoy the service that can match the price, there is a barrier on the open-air Xiaolingquan.

In other words, you can watch the rain scene while soaking in the hot spring.

Sheng Huaizhao felt that this was much better than a five-star hotel.

Warm water filled his skin, and he let out a shallow sigh of satisfaction, but the more he wanted to relax, the more he couldn't help thinking about what he saw today.

Originally, he just wanted to settle an old score with the Mozun, but unexpectedly, another Mo Ren was inserted in the middle, but both of them were showing their feet in Yaocheng so strangely...

I hope that Yu Tong can find information in Xiaochou Building as soon as possible.

If Mozun has any involvement with Mo Ren, it will be extremely troublesome.

Sheng Huaizhao took off his clothes and went into the bath. Although the spiritual spring in Yaocheng is not as good as Mian'an, the spiritual energy and water quality are also excellent. When you fall into the water, you can feel the spiritual power of your heart pulse.

He lowered his eyes and meditated, trying to move the true energy in his body, but he still couldn't get the point after sitting quietly for a long time.

...Maybe I may have golden fingers for nothing, but I don't have much talent for cultivation?

As soon as this idea came up, Sheng Huaizhao heard the sound of the spring breaking.

When he turned his head, the young man with messy black hair leaned over and rested his chin lightly on his shoulder.

"...Yunjian?" Sheng Huaizhao was stunned for a second, only feeling that the side of his face was itchy from his breath.

"Yeah." The young man's slender hands fell to his waist and gently hugged him tightly.

The water was steaming, and the mist slowly fell in front of his eyes. His vision that was clear before was suddenly blurred. Sheng Huaizhao only felt a little itchy in his lower back.

"Go over." He raised his hand and lightly touched his forehead, flicking it like a lesson.

The person behind him slowly opened his eyes, gazing at him with the usual grievances of a little crying bag, and said in a hoarse voice, "Cold."

Open your eyes and talk nonsense.

Although the water temperature is not high, it is by no means cold. He obviously made up an excuse.

Unable to hold back the people around him, Sheng Huaizhao held back for a while: "I warn you, don't act foolishly."

There are petals floating slowly on the surface of the spring water, Yun Jian seems to be deprived of attraction by the floating red, and slowly back away from the distance.

The heavy feeling behind him was relieved, but Sheng Huaizhao felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

If you say it's not sticky, it won't be sticky.

But the previous warning was clearly uttered by himself, and now it seems like a joke that he backtracked, Sheng Huaizhao walked slowly along the edge of the pool, ripples rippled to show his displeasure.

If it's a small crying bag, it's probably time to post it.

... Bingshan might do the same, but that person was dull, and would stare at him sullenly.

But no matter which personality it is, it is definitely not really "nonsense".

Sheng Huaizhao turned his back and waited for a while, convinced that there was no movement behind him, he suddenly turned around angrily.

"Didn't you say it was cold..."

Halfway through the conversation, a petal-covered kiss fell between her lips, soft.

The touch is like a rose, but the smell is fresher than this kind of flower, and there is a little bit of honey-like sweetness between the crushed petals.

Sheng Huaizhao opened his eyes wide, only then did he see Yun Jian rubbing against him with a petal of red pistil lightly.

He was always white and desolate, and the steaming mist was like a halo around the moon, which was like a dream for a moment.

Like the moon in the sky, it came to hold a flower, and kissed him on the lips.

In just an instant, Yun Jian became the white moonlight and cinnabar mole in his heart.

The young man nibbled on the petals, the end of his eyes lifted up with a smile, and the water mist condensed into clear water droplets, which were precarious.

He leaned over to Sheng Huaizhao, leaned over and held him between his arms, and said in a low voice, "It's so sweet."

"..." Sheng Huaizhao couldn't dodge in time, so he could only avoid his sight.

is sweet.

Yun Jian slowly lowered his head, rubbed against his forehead, and whispered, "Suddenly remembered the first time we took a hot spring."

The two experiences of drinking in Mian'an suddenly flashed back in his mind, Sheng Huaizhao was flustered without knowing it, but subconsciously wanted to gain the limelight: "I was not allowed to say anything nonsense just now, what do you want to say?"

The person in front of him blinked slightly, his slender eyelashes were slightly closed, and the water droplets hanging at the end of his eyes finally fell.

It dripped on the small light-colored mole in Shenghuai Zhao's neck.

"I'm talking about Shiwai Mountain, the time you tied me in the spring water."

The smile was very light, and the meaning was self-evident: "Huai Zhao, what nonsense are you thinking about?"