[Crossing the Book] Master, he always wants to plot against me

Si Jing spat out two words with difficulty: "Heaven...respect?"

He knows Tianzun, but what does this have to do with Ling Qingye, is this guy crazy?

But what about the chilling coercion emanating from Ling Qingye?Really unusual.

Ling Qingye saw that he was wearing the clothes of the people in the Immortal Mansion, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Although he met Si Jing and You Zhuyan imprisoned by Leng Xinghe before, but now that they are wearing the costumes of the Immortal Mansion, he is not sure whether they escaped and disguised themselves as the Immortal Mansion, or they have been taken by the emperor for his own use up.

If it was the latter, then he had to kill these two as soon as possible, before they could be used by Regal.

No, no matter what, he couldn't let these two people live.

"..." Si Jing broke Ling Qingye's hand with both hands, and did not answer.

At the same time, he winked at You Zhuyan, who had already circled behind Ling Qingye, and told him to do it.

You Zhuyan nodded, and went up with his sword, ready to sneak attack.

Ling Qingye didn't even look behind her, she stretched out her hand and flicked You Zhuyan across the air, and You Zhuyan was instantly shaken three feet away by an invisible force.

The moment he landed, his soul was stirred.Wave after wave of residual force hit the body.You Zhuyan felt that his internal organs had been displaced, and even his soul seemed to be beaten to pieces and scattered in all directions.

He wanted to get up, but found that all the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart, making a rattling sound.

Then he fell weakly to the ground.

Ling Qingye looked at the frightened look in Si Jing's eyes, raised her lips and smiled contemptuously, and increased the strength of her hands, pinching Si Jing's face purple.

"Sneak attack? You are not qualified, tell me, why are you here?"

Si Jing's bones were also hard, he was about to be strangled to death, and he didn't say a word in a daze.

Ling Qingye gradually lost her patience, and her murderous intentions gradually rose: "Don't tell me?"

Si Jing gritted his teeth, ready to look for an opportunity to sneak attack.

But Ling Qingye didn't give him a chance, with a little force in his hand, Si Jing's neck cracked, and then he made the sound of his throat breaking.

Unable to bear the severe pain, Si Jing's eyes protruded, and they were soon bloodshot.

When he was about to die, he struggled to squeeze out two words from his throat: "I said..."

Ling Qingye let go of the strength in his hand and said, "Speak."

Si Jing coughed a few times and said, "We escaped from Leng Xinghe, and then we pretended to be people from the Immortal Sect..."

Ling Qingye squinted her eyes: "Why don't you leave after getting away?"

Si Jing said: "For...the secret book."

Ling Qingye sneered.

Taking advantage of his slack, Si Jing transformed his spirit sword and stabbed at Ling Qingye viciously!

Ling Qingye wanted to pinch the sword between his fingers, but he missed his aim and let the opponent's sword pass directly through his palm, piercing his palm.

Despite being stabbed, Ling Qingye showed no pain on his face, he just frowned slightly, as if he was annoyed why he missed.

Then he slightly turned the palm that was pierced by the sword, and Si Jing's sword broke in two immediately.

Before Si Jing could be shocked, Ling Qingye grabbed him by the neck and easily threw him to You Zhuyan, allowing them to "reunite".

Ling Qingye drew out half of the broken sword in his hand, and walked forward slowly.

Standing still, he looked at the two lingering on the ground, and played with his heart: "Want to survive?"

The two looked at each other and nodded.

Ling Qingye threw the broken sword directly on Si Jing's chest, and gently pierced it into his flesh.

Si Jing snorted and was about to draw his sword, when Ling Qingye stepped on the broken sword and crushed it bit by bit.

"What would you like to play?"

Si Jing cried out in pain: "Ah!"

He didn't think about it until he completely stepped the Broken Sword into Si Jing's body.

Withdrawing her feet, Ling Qingye sat down on the wooden rail beside her.

Then he took out a picture book from his body and threw it on them, and looked at the two of them jokingly: "Don't you guys like to have sex in public? Then learn the postures in the storybook and perform one by one. The performance is good. I will let you go."

The two were taken aback immediately.

They never thought that Ling Qingye would make such a request.

Si Jing and You Zhuyan looked at each other for a long time, then turned around and asked, "Is it right here?"

Ling Qingye said: "It's right here, anyway, you don't have to be shameless, you have long since lost your sense of shame, it's the same anywhere."

After thinking for a long time, for the sake of their lives, the two still moved slowly.

Ling Qingye took out a piece of pastry in his clothes, looked at it, and ate it with relish.

But before You Zhuyan took off his clothes, he couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground, and Si Jing also put his hands on the ground, weak, and he was about to die at any moment.

Seeing that it was getting late, Ling Qingye got down from the wooden railing after eating the cakes.

Walking up to the two of them, he sent some spiritual power to them, giving them the strength to stand up.

After all, he didn't want to take the two trash to that place, and let them go by themselves if they had hands and feet.

"Okay, get up."

After suffering the previous loss, the two of them dared not make mistakes anymore, and got up obediently.

Ling Qingye asked: "Do you know where the refining furnace is?"

The two nodded.

"Take me there."

The three came to the grotto where the refining furnace was placed.

When Ling Qingye went in, he waved his sleeves to stun all the immortal masters who were refining alchemy or weapons, so as not to startle the snake.

Then he took Si Jing and the others to a huge refining furnace comparable to a tall building.

Then let them go down the stone steps to the top of the refining furnace.

Ling Qingye followed closely until he forced them to the end of the stone steps.

There is no way ahead, and if you go further, you will find a refining furnace that is steaming and magma billowing.

Ling Qingye said: "Jump down."

The two turned their heads in horror.

Ling Qingye didn't give them a chance to speak, and pushed Si Jing down with one hand, then kicked You Zhuyan and kicked him down too.

It wasn't until the two of them were completely submerged in the magma that Ling Qingye sucked up the furnace cover that was set aside, and then heavily covered the refining furnace, sealing the two of them inside.

After finishing all this, he clapped his hands and gently jumped down the stone steps, landing firmly on the ground.

After leaving the cave, Ling Qingye was about to brush off the ashes on his body, but suddenly felt a familiar spiritual force gradually approaching, so he stopped.

He immediately recognized that it belonged to Si Weiyuan, but he couldn't tell the exact direction, so he flew to the beam of a house ahead and looked down.

After scanning around for no one, he sat down on the beam again, crossed his legs, and quietly waited for Si Weiyuan to come to him.

He has a charm, and he should be found soon.

After sitting for a while, he didn't expect Si Weiyuan to wait for an unexpected guest instead.

That was a fairy in Emperor Zun's Immortal Mansion, the beauty who once gave Ling Qingye a roll of eyes.

Ling Qingye wanted to ignore him, but that person took the initiative to provoke: "Didn't Emperor Zun usually love you so much? Why didn't you take you with you when you went out this time?"

Ling Qingye sneered, extremely contemptuous.

Xianjun usually sees him as obsequious, and respects them all at a distance, but now his temperament has changed drastically and instead he ridiculed him, thinking that he is proud of relying on Emperor Zun's favor, so he darkened his face and said: "Now Emperor Zun If not, how long can you be proud?"

Ling Qingye's ears felt callused when he heard such clichés that are common in the scriptures. He didn't even bother to look at the people below, and kindly reminded him: "Before I get angry, get out of here."

Xianjun was enraged instantly, and stared fiercely at the person above: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you quietly? Emperor Zun is not here, no one can protect you."

"You can try."

Xianjun was about to fly up to the beam, but suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

It's like being entangled in something thin.

Just as he reached out to touch his neck, Ling Qingye jumped off the beam lightly.

The moment he fell, Xianjun's neck was also tightly bound by Xiansi, and he was caught off guard and hung up.

Ling Qingye held the other end of the fairy silk, looked up at the struggling fairy above, and said, "Can I still kill it now?"

Xianjun clutched the thin thread around his neck in pain, his eyes were desperate and terrified.

When he was about to die, Ling Qingye let go of Xiansi and let him fall naturally.

When Xianjun recovered his breath, Ling Qingye said: "Today I spare your life, I just want you to give Emperor Zun a word."

Ling Qingye stared at Xianjun, and said word by word: "Tell him I'm leaving, and before I leave, I will give him a big gift..."

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On the other side, Lin Moyu and Si Weiyuan came out of the cave.

After leaving the cave, Lin Moyu kept pestering Si Weiyuan and asked, "What do you mean by being late? Did Ling Qingye die in Shekou?"

Seeing that he was so worried about Ling Qingye, Si Weiyuan couldn't help scaring him, and deliberately let out a long sigh.

Hearing his sigh, Lin Moyu's heart went cold.

"No, won't it? Is he really gone?"

Seeing that Lin Moyu's face turned pale with fright, Si Weiyuan couldn't help but continue to tease him: "If I die, will you be so sad?"

Lin Moyu said with a pale face: "Then you may have to die before I know."

"..."

Lin Moyu then hugged his head in pain: "I can obviously save him, why is he still..."

He was collapsing when a familiar voice came from ahead.

"Master."

Lin Moyu looked up and was stunned for a moment.

Wiping his eyes to make sure that what he saw was not a hallucination, he rushed forward excitedly.

"Qingye!"

Ling Qingye also smiled and opened her arms to welcome him: "Mo Yu."

After the two hugged each other, Lin Moyu raised his head and said, "I thought you were dead..."

Ling Qingye smiled and said: "Not dead. It's you, you've grown up again after a few days of seeing each other."

"what?"

In order to avoid Si Weiyuan's misunderstanding, Ling Qingye quickly returned the person to Si Weiyuan, saying: "Master, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go out first."

"Ah."

On the way out, Lin Moyu avoided Ling Qingye's angry voice and asked Si Weiyuan why he lied to him just now.

Si Weiyuan said: "I didn't lie to you, what I mean by being late is——Ling Qingye escaped first by himself, so we don't need to save him, so he was late."

Lin Moyu: "..."

After going out, Ling Qingye yelled to wait a moment.

Then he turned around and snapped his fingers, and the entire Immortal Mansion was instantly surrounded by flames.

Lin Moyu looked at the raging fire in front of him, and said in surprise, "Qing Ye, did you set this fire?"

"Ah."

"But there are still people and spirit beasts inside..."

Ling Qingye said: "Fire spirit beasts of this level will not be injured. As for gods... what kind of gods are they if they can't even hold this little fire? It's better to go back to the furnace and rebuild."

He left the words blankly and turned away.

Only a sea of ​​flames was left behind, burning blazingly...