I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

In the backyard of Fenglin Pavilion, the falling water that made the cultivators helpless was receding farther and farther away. Ming Fangxue raised her sword finger and slashed lightly, and the falling water space was cut in half, like an illusion that had never appeared before. Disappeared without a trace, leaving only an empty and desolate place.

Some people immediately came forward to pay respects to Ming Fangxue, and some were still puzzled by what happened in the auction venue. For a while, the surroundings were even more noisy than during the auction.

The chief butler of Fenglin Pavilion was blocked from the barrier before, and now he was full of pain and anger and commanded his subordinates to deal with the follow-up. He pieced together the truth from the few words of everyone——Ling Haoyu colluded with Moxiu, intending to subvert cultivation territory.

Even if he didn't believe it, the cultivator who turned into Ling Hongni with illusion should be trustworthy when he walked with Chang Jingyu, and it was just delaying time. Besides, Ling Haoyu almost committed suicide, which is obvious to all.

"Fengling Pavilion suffered such a disaster, I really don't know anyone." The head housekeeper sighed angrily.

Ji Chou and several law-enforcing hall supporters picked and picked what happened, and took the opportunity to say to the big housekeeper: "The magic cultivator can get it so easily, there must be a traitor among us. I don't know how many traitors there are in the invisible corner."

The big housekeeper deeply agreed: "You're right! Fenglin Pavilion must thoroughly investigate the interior, and we must never let the demon cultivators take advantage of it."

"The Law Enforcing Hall will also report the facts to the Yulong Mansion and the City Lord." The fellow Taoists of the Law Enforcing Hall also became serious, "What Mr. Chang said before makes sense. Since you are a traitor to the Sunken Realm, you must always let the Sunken Realm know about it. Let the cultivation realm suffer from being dumb."

The cultivators spoke in groups of three or five, and some boldly stood up and interrogated Ming Fangxue: "Immortal Suzheng, I heard that the overturning of the Cang Zhu Yunzhou was also caused by the demon cultivators, and the disasters that happened in various states and cities recently, Now that I think about it, isn’t it all related to the magic cultivator? Daowu Immortal Sect is the head of the Immortal Sect, so it’s possible that they never received any information and took precautions?”

"Yeah, can the Martial Immortal Sect get rid of this matter? You should give us an explanation!"

"If there is any dissatisfaction, I will be responsible for merging into the Immortal Gate." Ming Fangxue looked around through the gap in the tulle with awe-inspiring eyes.

The sword intent penetrated into people's hearts with the cold words, even if Ming Fangxue's expression could not be seen clearly, no one would do anything wrong.

Chang Jingyu on the roof sent away several cultivators who came to inquire with an official accent, and asked Lu Yinshuang to tell Ming Fangxue to leave first.

Lu Yinshuang raised his hand to Ming Fangxue from a distance, and slowly moved to the other side, indicating that they would meet in a quiet place. Before leaving, Lu Yinshuang stopped another person from the Law Enforcement Hall, and smoothly passed the sound transmission talisman Fake Chang Jingyu's name to see Yan Zhenjun.

The nearby streets were in chaos, and the two went to the west of the city, sat down at a roadside tea shop and waited for Ming Fangxue.

Suzheng Immortal Sect never spoke decisively, so he followed closely after not too long, looked around when he sat down, took off his veil and took a breath.

Only then did Lu Yinshuang officially see Ming Fangxue's face.

He froze for a moment, for some reason he became vigilant, and his spiritual power spontaneously operated to dispel that strange feeling for him.

Chang Jingyu couldn't see anything, so he didn't have to turn his head, and said solemnly, "Master, where is Ling Shanhai?"

"If you can't catch up, let him escape." Ming Fangxue filled her heart with anger, "I must expose his mask."

"You are as strong as a sword spirit in the Mahayana stage, but you can't catch Ling Shanhai in the Nascent Soul stage?" Lu Yinshuang pressed his arms on the table, leaned forward, and deliberately poured tea for Ming Fangxue, "You seem to be It’s been hard work as well.”

"If you have something to say bluntly, I don't want to guess." Ming Fangxue frowned, her eyes swept over, her eyelashes trembled, and there was a wave of reproach.

Lu Yinshuang cracked the teacup with a click.

"Cough! Come here, senior." Chang Jingyu coughed and stood up to smooth things over, and went to pull Lu Yinshuang aside.

"I didn't mean to target your uncle." Lu Yinshuang snorted and explained first, hesitant to ask any questions.

Chang Jingyu turned his head back, and said in a low voice, "Senior, haven't you heard the anecdote about the master of the Dao Martial Immortal Sect?"

"What?" Lu Yinshuang was puzzled. When the former sect master led the Dao Wuxian sect, he was still under the command of the master of Linyuan Palace, so how could he have time to inquire about these things.

"Master Uncle's original Fangxue sword was once forged by a talented woman who was good at casting, and she gave it to the former door owner to show her love, and in order to attract the former door owner's attention, special materials were used when casting the sword. Everyone who sees it will be fascinated by the beauty and delicacy of Fangxue Sword." Chang Jingyu lowered his voice and said with a smile, "In short, everyone who sees Master Uncle will think that Master Uncle is beautiful and picturesque, and seniors don't need to be angry. It’s better not to look at him if you trouble your uncle.”

Lu Yinshuang couldn't laugh or cry, and subconsciously glanced at Ming Fangxue. This time he was prepared, but he was not affected by anything.

"Ahem, uncle, just now senior said you were injured, what's the matter? Could it be that Ling Shanhai is hiding his strength?" Chang Jingyu pretended nothing happened, and respectfully served tea to Ming Fangxue.

Ming Fangxue's figure blurred for a moment: "It's the unloading talisman of the Flowing Heaven Realm. It was my carelessness. I was tricked. I need to retreat and adjust my breath a little. You seem to have investigated a lot, is there anything you need help with?"

"Don't worry, Uncle Master's health is important, and we need to think long-term to solve Ling Shanhai, otherwise Ling Shanhai will bite back and it will be bad for Daowu Xianmen." Chang Jingyu persuaded, and looked at Lu Yinshuang again.

Lu Yinshuang touched his leg with the tip of his toe under the table, Chang Jingyu understood, removed all the clues of the ins and outs of Lu Yinshuang's identity, and briefly stated, "This conspiracy involves a lot. Seeing Zhenjun Yan first, and then going to Beihai, the talismans and seals in the predecessors are also from the Liutian Realm, and Ling Shanhai wants to keep Ling Xuhui's key for himself, and his intention to get involved in the Liutian Realm is clearly revealed."

"Ling Shanhai deserves to die." Ming Fangxue said decisively, and the invisible sword intent overflowed several feet around her.

Lu Yinshuang's jade slip flashed, he stood up, and tapped on Chang Jingyu's trembling scabbard, making Xuanhuang sword a little quieter, thinking that although Fangxue was ecstatic and did not care about ordinary affairs, she was still jealous of evil , if Ming Fangxue hadn't been trapped in the secret realm in her previous life, maybe the situation of the battle would be different again.

"There is still a group of demon cultivators who have betrayed the sinking realm. We should negotiate with the sinking realm as soon as possible." Chang Jingyu thought about it, and tested Ming Fangxue's attitude by the way.

"Indeed." Ming Fangxue raised her head slightly, and raised her veiled hat: "You seem to be quite confident in the attitude of the sinking realm, so what if they let it go?"

"Then we can't be bullied blindly, and it's okay to clean up the door for the sinking realm." Chang Jingyu said calmly.

Lu Yinshuang glanced at him coldly.

If Chang Jingyu felt something, he bowed his hands and said: "Senior and I still have something to deal with, so we won't bother my uncle. Let's go back to the inn to heal my wounds first. Thank you for coming back to my uncle."

"Do what you want to do, don't say thank you, take care of yourself." Ming Fangxue also put on the veil again, "I will contact the sect master and remind me of this."

The three left separately, Chang Jingyu followed Lu Yinshuang to the west of the city, and speculated: "Did the Yulong Mansion reply so soon?"

"It just so happens that Lord Yan also wants to see you." Lu Yinshuang squinted at him, then pursed her lips in distaste, and threw him a cleansing formula, "Change your clothes and see you again, or the cultivation realm will think that Mr. Chang will follow you." I've had a miserable life."

"Even if I change it, it's just a swollen face to pretend to be fat." Chang Jingyu pointed at his eyes and joked, while casually flipping through a coat from his bag, "Senior, does this match well?"

"It's not all the same shabby and simple." Lu Yinshuang mocked him, and when he took off his coat, he helped him turn the clean one over and put it on.

"Senior, is my hair messy too? Being so unkempt will definitely embarrass senior." Chang Jingyu brushed two strands of hair that had fallen from his forehead, and sighed in distress.

Lu Yinshuang felt that he was staring at her, so she helplessly pushed Chang Jingyu's shoulders to turn towards him, lowered her head slightly and pulled away the jade hairpin that tied his hair.

Chang Jingyu took a deep breath and held back, while Lu Yinshuang ran his cold fingertips across his scalp, leaned over to make sure he was combing neatly, and helped him fasten his hairband and put on the jade crown.

He blurted out the teasing just now, but now he was so stiff and cramped that he didn't even dare to catch his breath.

"Senior..." Chang Jingyu clenched his fingers.

"Don't move." Lu Yinshuang said impatiently, pressing Chang Jingyu's neck to force him to look up, and by the way opened the folded collar, pulled Chang Jingyu's sleeves and walked away quickly, "Okay. "

Chang Jingyu forced himself to be calm, couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from rising, and trotted to catch up with Lu Yinshuang.

……

In the Yulong Mansion in the west of the city, the atmosphere was tense as if facing a formidable enemy. The mansion guards who patrolled did not dare to relax at all. On the road, you could see cultivators rushing by busy with their affairs.

Lu Yinshuang and two people were invited to step into the Yulong Mansion, and their unhurried appearance of visiting attracted everyone's attention.

"Senior, have you met Zhenjun Yan?" Chang Jingyu was a little nervous, "Judging from the words he left on the spot, he seems to be arrogant."

"As soon as you see him, you can call out a few words to your senior, and praise him for his quick response and bring back the traitor without bloodshed. As the saying goes, if you don't hit a smiling face with your hand, Zhenjun Yan will be moved by your sincerity." Lu Yinshuang tilted his head. The corner of his lips suppressed a smile.

Chang Jingyu: "..." I think you are tricking me.

"I can also take advantage of Mr. Chang and negotiate two conditions with him." Lu Yinshuang said with narrow eyes and a smile.

"Where, you are an important general of Linyuan Palace. Given the friendship between Lord Yan and Moxiu, I am afraid that I will rely on you for the good words of the cultivation realm." Chang Jingyu declined modestly.

"How dare, Yan Zhenjun's household registration has not been moved to my sinking state." Lu Yinshuang brought out the facts.

The two of them arrived at the Nine Dragon Hall where Lord Yanzhen had an appointment to meet, and the stone pillars of the Panlong in the square in front of the hall gleamed faintly, majestic and majestic straight into the sky.

"It's the strongest defensive formation in Yulong Mansion, and the first layer has been activated." Chang Jingyu looked up at the square in amazement, "It seems that Zhenjun Yan also feels that the situation is serious."

"The last attack caused heavy casualties to this branch. Yan Zhenjun has come to Jin'an City to sit in person, which is more illustrative than the defensive formation." Lu Yinshuang stomped lightly. The stone bricks were newly laid, but there were still The rusty smell lingers for a long time.

There was no one on duty in front of the hall, so Chang Jingyu clasped his fists and raised his voice: "Chang Jingyu, the junior Daowu Immortal Sect, is here to pay a visit to Senior Yan Zhenjun, the master of Yulongfu Mansion. Please forgive me for disturbing you."

"I am familiar with Chang Xiaoyou. Where is the other honored guest, won't you speak?" A loud laughing voice came from the hall, and the hall door opened automatically.

Chang Jingyu and Lu Yinshuang stepped into the hall, followed the sound to enter the Nuan Pavilion, and saw Yan Zhenjun sitting on the floor, lying on the low table and rubbing his temples, there were piles of wine jars scattered around his legs, and the room was full of alcohol choking Chang Jingyu squinted his eyes.

"Since the palace master brought Yinmao back, why do I need to introduce him again?" Lu Yinshuang probed, he wondered if Yinmao had revealed his identity to Yan Zhenjun.

"Oh?" Yan Zhenjun burst out laughing suddenly, and there was danger in his smile, "He is my second in command, not just A, B, C, D."

"Palace Master, can those people who have been poisoned by Gu poison still be saved?" Chang Jingyu saw that Zhenjun Yan was three-point sober and seven-point drunk, so he chose a gentle topic to cut into.

Yan Zhenjun thought for a while, and finally got up from the ground, dragged two chairs for Chang Jingyu and Lu Yinshuang and put them side by side: "Sit down, the people in my jurisdiction, of course I will do my best to treat them."

"Well, the junior will stop talking too much." Chang Jingyu nodded, "I don't know what the senior wants to talk about when he wants to see me?"

"Send a message to Fu Qingxiao for me. I sent someone to the Linyuan Palace of the Sunken Realm a few days ago, but there is still no news. I need the Taowu Immortal Sect to put pressure on the Sunken Realm. So many people died in the Yulong Mansion. They are not my parents, how much nonsense can I tell them for them!" Yan Zhenjun showed a hint of depression, he hiccupped and kicked the wine jar away, "It is widely rumored that Moxiu and I wear a pair of pants, bah! I I haven't been to the Sunken Realm for so many years, Lu Yinshuang has become a god, if I really want to invade the Sunken Realm, my fists are not vegetarian."

Chang Jingyu stood opposite Yan Zhenjun, and when he heard the words, he turned his sideways eyes to Lu Yinshuang.

Lu Yinshuang lifted the hem of his robe, and sat down upright, with a serious expression, brows and solemn demeanor, he glanced at Zhenjun Yan from the corner of his eye, and snorted displeasedly.

"Have you never tried Yinmao?" Lu Yinshuang asked.

"He's seriously injured, and we'll wait until he wakes up for trial." Not to be outdone, Yan Zhenjun stood up straight unsteadily, and said with a sneer, "Who are you, still so arrogant in someone else's territory?"

"Special envoy of Linyuan Palace, Lu Fengxue." Lu Yinshuang tapped his index finger on the armrest, and said directly.

Zhenjun Yan: "...Huh? When did Lu Yinshuang get married?"

Lu Yinshuang took a deep breath to tell himself to calm down, and said with a smile: "The emperor and the palace master don't seem to be familiar with each other."

"Does it matter if you are familiar with her? Anyone who has been to the Sinking Realm does not know Lu Yinshuang's reputation." Yan Zhenjun wiped the corner of his mouth and said as a matter of course.

Chang Jingyu stood aside honestly, thinking that you all knew it falsely.

"Oh, no matter who you are, since you have come to your door, it will not be so easy to leave." Yan Zhenjun shook his head, walked to the desk by the bed, and shook the writing brush, "Be honest and explain the crime clearly, while I still Can write clearly... hiccup."

Lu Yinshuang pinched the chair, deeply feeling that the realm of cultivation was about to end.

He silently raised his right hand, and magnificent ice crystals rose from the sky in the room, and with his sudden fist movement, they turned into ice chips, blowing all of them towards Yan Zhenjun in the unprovoked cold wind.

Yan Zhenjun was smeared with ice flowers, and sneezed twice, and the wine woke up a lot.

"Mansion Master, let's talk about business when you are awake." Lu Yinshuang said with a straight face, "I hope Mansion Master knows that Linyuan Palace is the leader of the sinking realm, and Linyuan Palace has no intention of invading the cultivation realm and sneak attacking your mansion. It is the personal behavior of traitors in the Fallen Realm, and we will bring the traitors back for disposal, so there is no conflict between Linyuan Palace and the factions in the Cultivation Realm."

Yan Zhenjun rubbed his nose, twirled the brush between his fingers, and looked at Lu Yinshuang: "The life and death of the person I sent is unknown, how do you make me believe in your promise of empty teeth?"

"I will contact Linyuan Palace for you, and assist Yulongfu to catch the murderer." Lu Yinshuang picked up the jade slip in front of Zhenjun Yan, and left a voice transmission for Xie Qiao, "If Linyuan Palace can show sincerity, I don't know if your government is willing to promise to advance and retreat with Linyuan Palace."

"...I can't simply agree." Yan Zhenjun frowned, pacing around the table, as if weighing the pros and cons.

Not long after, Xie Qiao's sound transmission cloud image was directly sent over. Lu Yinshuang unfolded the cloud image, and Xie Qiao's jade slip was facing an elegantly decorated courtyard. No matter how close the picture was, two young men could be seen sitting face to face. what to discuss.

"These two people were intercepted and killed by Jingting Island on the falling water. Fortunately, my people arrived in time, but they suffered from illusion, and their memory is missing. They are still recovering." Xie Qiao's voice was very low, as if he didn't want to disturb The two are average.

Yan Zhenjun took a closer look, and it turned out to be the two subordinates he sent out. Through the cloud map, the two of them did not have any external injuries, but their mental state was not right, as if they had forgotten the tasks he gave, but they were in good condition. Yuan Palace, if he doesn't agree, he may become a hostage of Linyuan Palace.

Yan Zhenjun clenched his fist and smashed his palm and simply bet, "Okay, take care of their safety, I will cooperate with Linyuan Palace's actions and let the murderer be executed."