I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

The ink-colored jade slip trembled slightly, but Lu Yinshuang ignored it, and after a while the jade slip trembled wildly again as if struck by lightning.

Chang Jingyu reached out to Lu Yinshuang's waist in dissatisfaction, but was blocked by Lu Yinshuang, and even pushed aside.

"Senior, it's still early." Chang Jingyu still couldn't finish it, staring at the jade slip as if he wanted to dismantle the person who sent the sound transmission cloud map.

"It's important." Lu Yinshuang pretended to be calm, and covered his urgent tone with a straight face.

"Senior said these four words more times than calling me by my name." Chang Jingyu followed Lu Yinshuang resentfully, muttering softly, "This is no different from before."

"What difference does Mr. Chang want?" Lu Yinshuang glanced sideways at him, and quickly walked back to the room with one hand behind his back.

Chang Jingyu chased after him, Lu Yinshuang pursed his lower lip, his thoughts spread in all directions, he was talking about business, but there seemed to be a soft and aggressive pressure between his lips and teeth, which was an experience he had never had before , even if he handed over control, his intuition would not give him the slightest warning of a crisis.

"Senior." Chang Jingyu suddenly said with a smile.

"Say." Lu Yinshuang pushed the door open and entered the room.

Chang Jingyu leaned against the door: "Can I move over and sleep with you?"

Lu Yinshuang: "..."

His hand that was about to connect to Yuntu paused, and said coldly, "Presumptuous."

Chang Jingyu was very innocent: "Senior misunderstood, I have no other meaning."

Lu Yinshuang: "..." Just open your eyes and talk nonsense.

"Senior, you are just thinking about it. It seems that you are not as pure and ascetic as I imagined." Chang Jingyu walked to the table and joked boldly while pouring tea.

Lu Yinshuang took a deep breath, then raised his finger and slapped Bingling at Chang Jingyu: "If you dare to speak unscrupulously, be careful with your tongue."

Chang Jingyu covered her mouth and stepped aside, Lu Yinshuang connected to the voice transmission cloud map, and saw Xie Qiao anxiously pacing back and forth in the guest room of Yinxian Pavilion on the opposite side.

"Is there something urgent?" Lu Yinshuang sat down and picked up the teacup.

Xie Qiao raised his hand and slapped Shen Pingfeng who was standing still, and said in a gloomy tone: "Di Zun, I was beaten by his junior brother."

"Cough..." Lu Yinshuang choked on a sip of tea, and asked dumbfoundedly, "Did you capture Fu Qingxiao back?"

"The soul master showed up and rescued the person. You should read the cloud map of setting shadows recorded by the head of Liufang sect first, and see if you can guess the identity of the soul master." Xie Qiao felt a dull pain in his right shoulder, and glared at Shen Pingfeng again.

Lu Yinshuang checked the message of Liufang's master in the jade slips, Shen Pingfeng beat and scolded, and sighed regretfully: "I thought Fu Qingxiao was just good at hiding himself, but I never thought his methods were so extreme."

Hearing Shen Pingfeng's sigh, Chang Jingyu's face turned gloomy, and said with a sneer, "Fu Qingxiao has only one purpose, and he wants to use the power of the soul master to revive Shen Xu. My master really loves you, uncle."

Xie Qiao jumped at the table: "What is it?"

Lu Yinshuang, who was looking at Yuntu, said seriously: "You can eat randomly."

Shen Pingfeng stepped back again and again: "...Young people must be responsible for what they say!"

"I have been in the secret realm with Mr. Yunlan for so long. I am familiar with Fu Qingxiao's past. He used to help you write your homework, and his handwriting imitated lifelike. You once said that Yan Xiao made a promise of kindness in the name of Mr. Yunlan. What kind of appointment did he use to meet?" Chang Jingyu asked in a cold voice.

Shen Pingfeng was stunned for a moment, and instantly sobered up as if enlightened: "It's a letter, Ming Xinci recognizes Master's handwriting, and can deceive her... Is it Fu Qingxiao who imitated Master's handwriting and helped Senior Brother frame me?"

"He probably didn't do it on purpose. I figured it out before Fu Qingxiao shut him into the secret realm. His remorse in front of your tomb was not a disguise. He felt guilty for accidentally killing you, and he is still looking for a way to make up for it. I'm afraid He cooperated with the soul master, because the soul master promised him to resurrect Shen Xu." Chang Jingyu slowly raised the corner of his mouth, "Master, it was you who provoked Fu Qingxiao first, which made him think about it till now."

"...What's the trouble? I was only thirteen or fourteen years old when I met him." Shen Pingfeng's face was very exciting. He looked at Xie Qiao, who was masked with frost, and laughed at himself embarrassedly: "I'm really a sinful man."

Xie Qiao's eyes were as red as blood, and he crushed a corner of the square table: "I will kill Fu Qingxiao."

Shen Pingfeng closed her mouth cautiously.

Lu Yinshuang finished reading Yuntu, turned around and tapped on the table, and suggested naturally: "If Fu Qingxiao's purpose is so simple, then just let the news out and tell him that Shen Xu is not dead, and by the way, take this opportunity to do something for the old man." If the case is rehabilitated, won't it make Fu Qingxiao submit to us?"

"No!" Chang Jingyu and Xie Qiao stopped Lu Yinshuang's words in unison.

"Fu Qingxiao's blood can't extinguish the hatred in my heart, I can't let him die with satisfaction." Chang Jingyu refused to back down.

Xie Qiao sneered dangerously: "Shen Xu died a long time ago, and now standing here is my guard Shen Pingfeng, what does it have to do with Fu Qingxiao?"

Lu Yinshuang: "..." Can you be more realistic.

Lu Yinshuang had no choice but to change the subject temporarily: "The soul master's face is covered by magic, and I can't tell if he is an acquaintance."

Xie Qiao also suppressed his anger first, the situation had not developed to the point of being uncontrollable, he didn't want Shen Pingfeng to be involved in the cultivation realm, so he glared at Shen Pingfeng threateningly.

Shen Pingfeng bowed her head and said: "This subordinate used to deal with Qing Xiao just as a classmate, and did not exceed the rules at all. This subordinate also does not want to see Fu Qingxiao again for selfish reasons, but if the interests of Linyuan Palace require it, this subordinate will never complain."

Lu Yinshuang thought that there was finally someone who was sensible, and Xie Qiao couldn't find fault with these remarks, so he snorted seriously and said, "I received the news last night that Linyuan Palace found clues to the identity of the soul master."

"Why hesitate?" Lu Yinshuang was puzzled.

"That's why I showed you the cloud map first." Xie Qiao said, "The spies report that the candidate we found based on the information we got is the former Extreme Star Pavilion Master, Murong Yi."

Lu Yinshuang was startled, and Chang Jingyu stepped in without knowing it, and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with him?"

"About 200 years ago, Murong Yi claimed that the theft of the Hanhai Meteor Map was a conspiracy planned by several sects at that time, so he attacked the nearest Shihuamen and provoked the war of disasters. Until 150 years ago, I was in Fen Xinggu beheaded Murong Yi with his own hands, the culprit was brought to justice, and all parties were peaceful." Lu Yinshuang explained simply, "Are you sure it's him?"

"I found a detail in Ling Shanhai's memory. There is a mole on the soul master's wrist, which is the same as the enemy I told you about." Xie Qiao said solemnly, "Murong Yi's personal maid chose to leave Jixing after his death. Ge retired, we learned from her that Murong Yi also has the same mole on his wrist, it is really hard to call it a coincidence."

"My sword indeed cut off Murong Yi's head, and he died on the spot. The remnant soldiers headed by Jixing Pavilion were defeated, and the remnants of all the remnants in the sinking realm also died down." Lu Yinshuang pondered, "If he is still alive , Climb to the top, there must be people who are willing to follow, but there has been no movement in these years of sinking."

"I think he has learned his lesson, turned from the light to the dark, and let followers such as Yinmao Jiheng secretly work for him, and he himself has been under the protection of Fu Qingxiao in the realm of cultivation." Xie Qiao speculated, "After all Whether it's Murong Yi or not, you can tell by looking at the bones, but I'm afraid that guy won't sell our intelligence personnel face."

Lu Yinshuang frowned, if Murong Yi was really cheating to death under his sword, then what would be the face of him being a leader in the sword of sinking state.

"I'll ask in person." Lu Yinshuang stood up, "Have you unlocked the effect of the formation yet?"

"It's a little bit worse. Judging from the runes translated so far, it seems that the energy of the earth and the energy of the essence are gathered together. If we want to fish something out of the falling water, it is just short of this falling water. The characteristic of falling into water has been around for a long time. We have already Habit, little research on falling water, so I'm stuck here." Xie Qiao narrowed his eyes and was a little confused, "But even if you and I have a cultivation level, if you touch falling water, you will have no life. How can the soul master recover from falling water? What do you get out of the water?"

Lu Yinshuang also couldn't put forward any opinions on the formation: "Anyway, let's continue first, and you will also be responsible for the follow-up matters of cooperation with the various sects in the cultivation realm."

"Well, I'll contact you when I have news." Xie Qiao nodded and put away Yuntu.

Chang Jingyu saw that Lu Yinshuang re-formed Xuanjia and adjusted his clothes, and asked curiously: "Who else dares not to sell Linyuan Palace's face?"

"A useless person who lives in a daze." Lu Yinshuang raised his hand to summon Yingzhan, "Go to Weihai and see where he is."

The masters of the Mahayana period could not even match the speed of the Xuanzhou with full strength to control the sword. Lu Yinshuang was silent all the way, and Chang Jingyu couldn't find a chance to break the atmosphere. He sat on the Yingzhang sword and swayed his legs to help Lu Yinshuang hold on. The two finally arrived at Changqu Town until nightfall.

The vast sea is covered with quiet smoky gray, and the lights are lit on the winding plank road. Lu Yinshuang crosses the town and brings Chang Jingyu to the grass pavilion at the end of the plank road. The fishing boats glow a warm orange.

"If I hadn't come to Changqu Town, what would be the situation now." Lu Yinshuang stood by the fence, wrote a few words on the sea with his fingertips, and suddenly said with emotion.

Chang Jingyu stepped forward to hold his right hand: "Senior came to Changqu Town and then met me. This is the best coincidence, there is no need for any ifs."

"Hmph, you're not modest." Lu Yinshuang threw his hands behind his back, teased with a smile, and was bound in Chang Jingyu's dependent embrace again.

"I've always been sincere to my senior." Chang Jingyu wrapped his arms around Lu Yinshuang's neck. He couldn't see the eyes under Lu Yinshuang's mask, so he leaned forward, resting his forehead on the cold mask, and said in a low voice. ,"May I?"

"So you still ask." Lu Yinshuang feigned displeasure and looked away, remembering that Chang Jingyu couldn't see his face now.

There was a smile on the corner of Chang Jingyu's mouth, the lantern on the eaves made Lu Yinshuang's slightly parted lips more red, he tilted his head to touch the cool lips, the tip of his tongue invaded unhindered, Provoke softness in the mouth.

Lu Yinshuang's stiff and jerky cooperation could not even be called a response, so he simply let Chang Jingyu's tongue sweeping across the roof of his mouth penetrate deeper, clenched his fists secretly, and with the courage of the mask, he raised his right arm weakly. Wrapping around Chang Jingyu's waist, when his fingertips touched the body that was exuding heat in the sea breeze, he lifted it up quickly as if his hands were scalded.

"Senior..." Chang Jingyu let go of him helplessly and took a step back, licking his lower lip, "Do you want me to go to the hospital to see a doctor because of frostbite on my tongue?"

Lu Yinshuang turned his head and let out a breath of white air. When he came back to his senses, he found that the ground was also covered with ice. He coughed in embarrassment: "Shut up."

"Senior is too nervous, I haven't done anything yet." Chang Jingyu felt aggrieved, so he just kissed Lu Yinshuang and let the cold air freeze him. If he really did something, he would turn into an ice sculpture.

Lu Yinshuang knew that she was wrong, and secretly calmed down her rapid heartbeat, trying to maintain a calm expression on her face: "This is unbearable, it shows that your patchwork cultivation is too poor."

Chang Jingyu immediately felt itchy again: "Then senior is willing to let me continue to practice?"

"...Business first." Lu Yinshuang dragged him behind him and prevaricated, the signal he sent just now has been answered.

I saw a few rough cursive scripts looming on the surface of the sea, "Tomorrow Maoshi."

"Is he the cripple that seniors said?" Chang Jingyu asked.

"Murong Yi's body was buried by him, and I don't even know where it was buried." Lu Yinshuang waved away Hai Hai's handwriting, "In the past, Murong Yi had two capable generals under his command, and those two were both Mahayana and After the death of his friend, Murong Yi, one of the two went away and disappeared, the other retired from the world and became a wandering boatman on this falling water, never going ashore."

"A master in the Mahayana period is willing to be a boatman, and he is really overqualified." Chang Jingyu sighed.

"He is a person who puts his life on the body of others. He has lost his ego a long time ago, so why not be reconciled." Lu Yinshuang sacrificed Yingzhang Yujian and took Chang Jingyu to Changqu Town.

The proprietress of the Nanping Inn, Xuan Lingzi, was reading a book on the recliner at the door. Perhaps out of the mentality of seeing an acquaintance, Lu Yinshuang directly put away the sword and Xuanjia and landed in front of the shop.

Xuan Lingzi looked at Lu Yinshuang in surprise, Chang Jingyu took a step forward and said with a smile: "Senior Xuan Ling, please ask for a room."

"Oh, do you want one?" Xuan Lingzi put down the script and confirmed.

"Well, one room is fine." Chang Jingyu affirmed.

Lu Yinshuang: "..." That's all.

The author has something to say: Chang Jingyu: I think my predecessors know more than me

Lu Yinshuang: I am several hundred years older than you

Chang Jingyu: At the beginning, I was worried that my seniors were too naive to be taken advantage of by the old driver of Luoshangmen

Lu Yinshuang: It's your own wishful thinking

Chang Jingyu: How did the seniors in Beihai Inn know each other?

Lu Yinshuang: I was the director of the Office of Anti-Pornography and Anti-illegal Affairs

Chang Jingyu: Then I want to do...

Lu Yinshuang: What are you doing?

Chang Jingyu: ...be a good person QAQ

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I'm too short, I'm sorry Jiangdong elders_(:з」∠)_I will work hard tomorrow! !