I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

Chang Jingyu couldn't understand Lu Yinshuang's meaningful eyes, and said hesitantly: "Besides, Ling Haoyu's cultivation level has surpassed that of his father Ling Shanhai. It will be a matter of time before he inherits the Ling family. Why start a new one and seek wealth in danger."

Lu Yinshuang didn't know Ling Haoyu well, and he couldn't judge the character of this person, so he pondered for a moment and said, "I will send someone to investigate the identity of the principal and the location of Jingting Island."

"If it's really the Ling family in Beihai." Chang Jingyu still cared, "The Ling family has many eyes and ears, seniors must be careful."

"I know." Lu Yinshuang's tone was steady, he looked at Zhou Heng, "Can the girl recover from the beauty?"

Zhou Heng showed a touch of pride: "Of course, the half-mirror Hua Shuiyue you won in Weiyang Mountain was repaired by my professor Xu Hai's formation."

Chang Jingyu's expression froze, and he said coldly: "Do you know that an innocent person died because of the formation?"

Zhou Heng looked away: "I don't care."

Chang Jingyu frowned, and couldn't agree with the style of the weapon refining array in his eyes.

Zhou Heng smiled indifferently: "Don't look at me like this, a passer-by died, you just questioned me, if this senior died, you would want to kill me on the spot, the disciples of Sword Immortal Qingxiao are far and near, can't Treat everyone equally, so why should I be entangled."

Chang Jingyu felt in his heart that he shouldn't have said that, but he opened his mouth and couldn't think of a rebuttal for a while.

He was visibly depressed, with his head drooping. Yin Xinghe was willing to sacrifice himself to save others, but he was not Yin Xinghe.

"As the girl said, all cultivators don't have a few lives in their hands." Lu Yinshuang said calmly, "As long as you have a clear conscience, you will be at your own risk."

Chang Jingyu glanced at him quietly, just in time to meet Shang Lu Yinshuang's gaze, very calm, he breathed a sigh of relief, and became active again.

"Your Excellency should not be a member of Dao Wu Xianmen." Zhou Heng saw through it at a glance, and then changed the topic, "Since you don't kill me, I can restore the mirror for you."

The corner of Lu Yinshuang's mouth turned up slightly: "It's not for me, but for the owner of the ancient mirror, Immortal Zeyuan."

Zhou Heng was surprised: "You want to hand over the ancient mirror? The mirror, the flower, and the water moon can not only bless the illusion, but when it recovers, it can understand the past and see the future. Do you really want to give it up?"

"I don't own it in the first place, so why force me to keep it." Lu Yinshuang didn't miss it, "I will send someone to protect you to meet Immortal Zeyuan in Zhengrong Dao, and leave your life to her disposal."

Zhou Heng has never seen such a generous person as Lu Yinshuang, and stood aside cooperatively with a sigh, and made a trick to fall into the water and then turn into quicksand and enter the hourglass again. She closed the hourglass and handed it to Lu Yinshuang, saying: "I hid this secretly. The higher-ups don't know about it. It may be useful to you."

Lu Yinshuang accepted the Fallen Immortal and planned to hand it over to Xie Qiao later.

Chang Jingyu asked Qin Wenze a few more questions. Unfortunately, he knew very little. Lu Yinshuang and Zhou Heng followed suit and arrested the remaining researchers of the magic formation. The library was crowded. Unbearable, still no new information.

"What about these people?" Chang Jingyu covered his mouth with his sleeves and said sullenly, the air was filled with the misty smoke he had sprinkled, and several cultivators lay down on the ground.

Lu Yinshuang's jade slip flashed, and while checking the sound transmission, he replied: "It's useless, kill it."

Chang Jingyu: "...This seems to be too much."

Lu Yinshuang tapped the jade slip twice: "You ask me, I'll give you the answer, and you've ever thought that Mr. Chang is really difficult to serve."

Chang Jingyu bit his lower lip, showing an embarrassed and apologetic smile, he thought about it carefully, and said, "Can't you take them back?"

"What do I want these trash for?" Lu Yinshuang said contemptuously, "My family is not running a prison."

"Well then, send them to Zhengrong Road." Chang Jingyu suggested, "Uncle Lianshi is a trustworthy person, maybe we will need her help in the future."

Lu Yinshuang reluctantly nodded, looking at the door and standing still with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for something.

Not long after, a sound of neat footsteps sounded from the corridor, and they stopped by the door tacitly.

"Has someone from Senior arrived?" Chang Jingyu asked in a low voice.

Although Lu Yinshuang's tone was flat, there was an unquestionable power faintly, and he said in a deep voice, "Come in."

The locked door slammed in, and a black-clothed masked man walked in a few steps, kneeling neatly on one knee and saluting: "Your subordinates refer to your lord."

A group of people waiting outside the door also knelt down, bowing their heads just as much.

"Excuse me." Lu Yinshuang stood in the fine ash, raising his sleeves to form an invisible barrier, looking spotless and dignified, "Take someone down."

"Yes." With a masked wave, the subordinates stepped forward to remove the person in an orderly manner, and finally extended their hand to Zhou Heng, "Miss Zhou, please."

Zhou Heng took a deep look at Lu Yinshuang, put his husband on his back, and left with the masked man.

Chang Jingyu had to rest for a while, he sat in the corner to meditate and adjust his breath, when he opened his eyes, Lu Yinshuang was crossing his arms, looking a bit impatient.

"Senior, don't you take a break?" Chang Jingyu regained some energy and asked him concerned.

Lu Yinshuang pointed to the ceiling: "Why don't you see what time it is?"

Chang Jingyu didn't quite know how long he had been adjusting his breath, and Lu Yinshuang, who had been waiting for him, left the secret room. A beam of bright light shot down the passage, dispelling the coldness that was tainted in the secret room.

He sacrificed Xuanhuang and wanted to carry Lu Yinshuang up, but Lu Yinshuang stomped on the ground first, and was sent out of the passage by the ice ladder rising from the ground.

Yonghe Village has been completely annihilated, and there are broken tiles and earthen walls buried in weeds everywhere, old and unchanging under the sun, lifeless.

Chang Jingyu landed beside Lu Yinshuang stepping on Xuanhuang, looking at the ruins of an unknown village, feeling dazed like waking up from a dream.

"Let's go to Jin'an City?" Chang Jingyu murmured, squinting slightly in the sunlight, "After the auction, go to Zhengrong Road and return the mirror to Uncle Lian."

Lu Yinshuang called Fei to show up, and subconsciously rubbed his temples: "Yes."

Feilu tilted her neck, and was rarely worried about Lu Yinshuang. She spread her wings and put the smooth wings on Lu Yinshuang's wrist.

Just as Chang Jingyu wanted to ask if Senior Feilu could still sound his pulse, Lu Yinshuang threw it away calmly, and Feilu chased him and pecked twice before flying up to the sky to scream at him.

"Senior, aren't you tired?"

On the way to Jin'an City by Feilu, Chang Jingyu finally found a chance to speak.

Lu Yinshuang had just hung the jade slips back to his belt to end the long-distance command. He put down a bent leg, and said in a calm voice, "We'll talk about it when Jin'an City has booked an inn."

"That's why I'm tired." Chang Jingyu punctured his pretentiousness, "Senior, you should be honest once in a while, and you won't lose a piece of meat."

"Are you a doctor? I still have to report to you about my health." Lu Yinshuang choked on him unwillingly.

Chang Jingyu supported the Yufeng Jue, and simply sat a little closer, touching Lu Yinshuang's arm: "Okay, then I feel tired, so I can't block such a large area, senior, can you come to my side? "

Lu Yinshuang raised his finger to make a gesture: "No, I will block you as far as you can."

Chang Jingyu failed at one plan, so he made another plan. He asked desperately: "Then let's not talk about Yufeng Jue, senior should know how to perform superimposed spells."

"It only needs to be proficient in the fine manipulation of the divine...spiritual consciousness." Lu Yinshuang concluded by biting his tongue.

Chang Jingyu pretended not to hear the "spiritual consciousness" that only those who are above the gods are called, while quietly changing the seal of the Yufeng Jue: "Then I want you to judge whether my overlapping technique is standard. "

Lu Yinshuang frowned and wondered what kind of kung fu this kid suddenly used. He didn't set up defenses against Chang Jingyu at all, and when he realized it, there were blurred and double images in front of his eyes.

"You... the Art of Sleeping Sleep..." Lu Yinshuang propped his forehead, his voice was fluffy, and the anger contained in it was not worth mentioning. Of course, he could show his fullness and use the spiritual power of the natal sword to forcibly filter out the magic belt. It seemed sleepy, but it seemed too serious and indifferent, which might make Chang Jingyu feel awkward and uneasy.

He has no idea how he still has the energy to consider Chang Jingyu's thoughts. He is obviously not good at reading people's faces, and he secretly scolds Chang Jingyu in his heart. Even though he is still young, he still has the same virtue as his previous life. .

With the last sliver of reason, Feilu deliberately swooped down in the air as if to avenge Fuhe's kindness, crossing Yancui West Mountain with a blade-like body.

Lu Yinshuang fell towards Chang Jingyu at an inclined angle, and was caught straight by him.

"Jin'an City will settle accounts with you again." Lu Yinshuang barely let out the words, and fell asleep under the influence of the spell.

Chang Jingyu supported Lu Yinshuang's shoulder with one hand, put the other on his back, and shouted to Feilu with a smile: "Thank you, Senior Feilu, for your cooperation. Senior Lu really doesn't know how to take care of himself."

Fei Lu agreed and slowed down.

Chang Jingyu helped Lu Yinshuang to lie down as he wished, and stared at his face. The handsome face was paler against Feilu's feathers, the eyelashes trembled slightly, the bridge of the nose was straight, the light-colored lips were a little dry, and every facial feature The places are exquisite and just right, but there is an inconspicuous crack at the corner of the mouth at some point, which makes people have to pay attention.

"Senior, I am offending you with good intentions, please don't blame me." Chang Jingyu lowered his head and said softly with a smile, took out the medicine bottle from his Qiankun bag, dipped his fingertips in some medicine powder, and moved it to Lu Yinshuang. before.

There was no change in the sound of her even breathing, and Chang Jingyu felt a sense of guilt for taking advantage of others, but her hand had already touched it first.

Whether this mouth can spit out commands to control life and death, or light-hearted jokes, the touch is always warm and soft.

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The effect of the Art of Resting Sleep can only last about an hour for Jindan cultivators, but when Feilu approached Jin'an City in the afternoon, Lu Yinshuang hadn't woken up yet.

Chang Jingyu couldn't help feeling sorry for his excessive consumption, and made up his mind to book a good hotel in Jin'an City for Lu Yinshuang to seriously adjust his breathing.

At this time, in front of another gate of Jin'an City, there was a snow-white cat that was mostly fluffy, with only its paws and black and smooth ears, walking on the street swaggeringly. A pair of sky blue eyes locked on the cat not far away. The guard walked over gracefully, tilting his head and rubbing against the guard's leg.

The heartbeat of the guard who was still on duty soared, and he quickly bent over and patted him while no one was paying attention.

"Sorry to bother you, this is my cat."

A soft voice of apology sounded in front of the guard, and he straightened up in amazement, only to see a man standing in front of him, with black hair tied up in a jade crown, meticulous, refined, with a kind and friendly demeanor, he did not Notice when the person is approaching.

"Brother, may I ask where there is a valley for selling spirits in Jin'an City?" The man asked with a smile.

When he speaks, besides being friendly, he also gives people a sense of self-cultivation and discipline.

"Oh, walk along the main street, turn left on Huashen Road and you will see it at the second intersection." The guard hurriedly replied, "Do fellow daoists need to locate it?"

"Thank you, there's no need, I'm not too road-crazy." The man reached out and picked up the white cat, hugged it in his arms, nodded slightly to the guard, thanked him politely and said goodbye.

The guard was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly pulled away from the warm spring breeze. He felt that this person looked familiar again, and after thinking hard, he slapped his thigh.

Sword Immortal Qingxiao!

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The author has something to say: Lu Yinshuang: Why am I in Zzzzzzzz again?

Chang Jingyu: (Using magic tricks) It’s cool to sleep for a while, and it’s always cool to sleep all the time. When I wake up, I’ll cry and beg for forgiveness. Is there still time? QAQ

Fu Qingxiao: (posted to Moments) Just arrived in Jin'an City, looking for a chance encounter

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