I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

The air in the underground secret room was a little more oppressive than before. When Lu Yinshuang went upstairs and pushed the door, a gust of damp wind broke in through the gap.

Lu Yinshuang moved away sideways, and Chang Jingyu who was standing behind him was blown full of rain stars. He quickly looked at the sky, the sky was still bright white, but the dome was covered with thick and narrow black clouds. The drizzle seemed to be pouring down sooner or later.

"It's so overcast, will Xuanzhou sail on time?" Chang Jingyu asked worriedly.

"It doesn't matter, if it really affects Xuanzhou, there will be repairers on board to make the weather clear." Lu Yinshuang flipped out an umbrella and handed it to Chang Jingyu, "This is a smuggling cargo ship, and it won't follow the rules."

Chang Jingyu was shocked by this domineering statement, silently opened the umbrella and held it up, and asked again: "Then should I give a password or something."

"You just need to keep quiet." Lu Yinshuang raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a trace of teasing with ulterior motives.

Chang Jingyu became more and more curious about what kind of hanging boat Lu Yinshuang and Huang Ming connected with. They stepped into the gray rain curtain and stepped on the thin water on the ground, causing ripples in another upside-down world.

Before leaving the city, the rain gradually intensified, and there were few pedestrians on the street. Lu Yinshuang knocked on the ring, flew out and shook his head. Seeing that there was no trouble around, he quickly went back.

"It seems that Senior Feilu doesn't want to dirty his feathers." Chang Jingyu went around to the other side and changed his hand to hold an umbrella, only the sound of rain was left around, "Do you want Yujian?"

"I don't want to take your sword." Lu Yinshuang bluntly refused.

"But senior used too much spiritual power to condense the sword." Chang Jingyu persuaded, "Stop a carriage or sedan chair?"

"It's still early, I can walk slowly." Lu Yinshuang chuckled with his hands behind his back.

For a moment, Chang Jingyu thought there was something else in that smile, but she soon came to her senses and nodded, "That's okay, the rainy weather in Jin'an City is unique."

There was a layer of petals piled up under the flowering tree by the roadside, and there was a faint fragrance in the rain. Lu Yinshuang asked him, "Are your eyes completely fine?"

"Well, I can see clearly." Chang Jingyu replied, "I would also like to thank Senior for taking care of me."

"No need." Lu Yinshuang slightly pushed back the handle of the umbrella, his eyes stopped on the lights on both sides of the street, and he turned his head after a while.

The rain in Ye Xuecheng is cooler than that in Jin'an City. He has dealt with a lot of magic cultivators in the past two days, and it is inevitable that he always thinks of the sinking realm. Through those colorful lights, he seems to be able to catch a little bit of Ye Xuecheng's shadow.

Chang Jingyu was keenly aware of a trace of loneliness, tugged at Lu Yinshuang's sleeve, and pestered him deliberately: "Last time I heard from my senior that I live in Ye Xuecheng, why don't you take this opportunity to introduce me to the local characteristics."

"What do you want to hear?" Lu Yinshuang squinted at him with interest, "Ye Xuecheng's special feature is that it is very convenient to fight, kill, and throw away corpses. Throwing it under Cangyu Mountain will soon melt with the ice and snow of Wannian One."

Chang Jingyu: "...Uh, it's true or not."

Seeing Chang Jingyu's hesitation to speak, Lu Yinshuang laughed, took the umbrella from his hand, condensed the ice sword, turned into a streamer and swept into the air.

Chang Jingyu blocked the Yufeng Jue for himself in time, and he was almost deceived by Lu Yinshuang, and Yu Jian, dumbfounded, chased after him.

According to the map given by Huang Ming, the two successfully found the entrance of the formation in the leafy forest, passed through a barrier, and opened up in front of them.

There are several sealed cargo boxes piled up on the open space for the floating boat to take off and land. Looking up again, this hanging boat is much lighter than the Cangzhuyunzhou. Someone on board lowered the gangway, and the formation of the canvas is also being checked.

Just as Chang Jingyu stepped up and wanted to go directly, Lu Yinshuang grabbed his arm.

Lu Yinshuang put away the umbrella, took out two masks, made a silent gesture to Chang Jingyu, and put one on for Chang Jingyu.

"No matter what happens later, don't talk." Lu Yinshuang reminded.

"En." Chang Jingyu realized that the mask was airtight. He couldn't see Lu Yinshuang's expression, but he always felt that there was a taste of gloating in this voice.

The next moment, he knew exactly what Lu Yinshuang was enjoying.

Chang Jingyu's neck tightened, and an ice lock was put directly around his neck, and a knot was twisted around his back to tie his two wrists together.

If he hadn't trusted Lu Yinshuang, Chang Jingyu would almost have thought that Lu Yinshuang was going to sell him.

"Let's go." Lu Yinshuang gave Chang Jingyu a push, and when he saw him staggering two steps, he helped him without a trace.

When the crew saw the two, they vigilantly raised their hands and beckoned the two companions to step forward and ask, "Stop, where are you going?"

Usually this kind of hanging boat transporting goods will set the route and destination as a code word, if they can't answer it, they can basically die.

Chang Jingyu was a little nervous, but Lu Yinshuang didn't answer, but just handed over the map and a few Lingshi banknotes to the crew, as calm as a regular customer.

The crew looked at the map carefully, and after comparing the marks on it, their attitude suddenly became friendly.

"Since there is a letter of recommendation, please come inside." The crew enthusiastically led Lu Yinshuang aboard, and apologized, "I'm really sorry, but the meeting is approaching, and we have a lot of goods this time, and we don't have a spacious room. If you trust us, you might as well leave your slave in the warehouse, and we will definitely keep a close eye on it."

"Of course I trust you, but I'm afraid he can't leave me. Wouldn't I be sorry if I quarreled with someone in the warehouse." Lu Yinshuang smiled pointedly, and his indifferent face was stained with an indescribable illusion.

Chang Jingyu was clenched by the hands tied behind her, and the ice lock made a click.

Lu Yinshuang pressed his palm on the back of Chang Jingyu's neck in a comforting manner, and tapped his index finger on the artery, like some kind of threat and hint: "Be good, be obedient, I'm still in a good mood."

Chang Jingyu trembled all over, and lowered her head little by little like fear.

Lu Yinshuang's voice was very low, like bubbles floating from the bottom of a deep pool. The crew was disturbed by this delicate atmosphere, so they hurriedly led Lu Yinshuang to the room. When Lu Yinshuang entered the door, he pushed Chang Jingyu onto the bed. There was a red mark on Chang Jingyu's neck from the ice lock, and he curled up and shivered while coughing.

The crew member didn't ask anything, just closed the door and retreated, and told the companions who followed him not to approach if there was nothing to do, so as not to cause trouble to the upper body.

Lu Yinshuang locked the room inside, and saw Chang Jingyu turned over, broke the ice lock by himself, took off the mask and rubbed his neck, he was trembling for real, laughing.

"Ahem...Senior, senior's acting skills are too real." Chang Jingyu wiped away tears and sat up, complaining, "I also want to see a different expression of senior."

"Get out." Lu Yinshuang felt that this act of giving up his face was definitely a dark history, "Come down."

"I don't, this room is too crowded, there's no place to sit." Chang Jingyu lay down on his back presumptuously, stretched out his hand and gestured for the height of the ceiling, almost enough to prevent Lu Yinshuang from bowing his head.

Lu Yinshuang leaned against the wall with his lips pursed in a straight line. The bed in the cabin leaned against three walls, leaving only three feet away from where he was standing. The air was stuffy, and lying on the bed was no different from a coffin.

Chang Jingyu finally calmed down, blushing slightly, leaned against the wall, took off his shoes and threw them on the ground: "I'm serious, senior would never want to stand in Beihai like this."

Lu Yinshuang glanced at him, honestly unmoved.

Chang Jingyu had some bad thoughts, squeezed his wrists with a smile, took off his sweater which was slightly wet from the rain and put it on the bedside: "Senior, you should be more dedicated when acting."

There is nothing wrong with his movements, but with this sentence and the intentionally exposed half of his arm, it looks not so pure. Lu Yinshuang put on a straight face, trying to teach him a few words to be younger and more solemn, but then realized that if he Saying this, doesn't it seem that he wants to be crooked.

"Senior?" Chang Jingyu sat cross-legged, propped his hands on his knees and tested.

"Huh." Lu Yinshuang snorted coldly, took out a handy-long general-purpose array commentary from his Qiankun bag and threw it on the bed, "Since you have nothing to do, let's talk about other things after memorizing it."

Chang Jingyu's expression froze, and his whole body turned gray.

Lu Yinshuang took out the jade slips to read the information reported by his subordinates, and Chang Jingyu finally calmed down, holding the book and studying hard.

Sure enough, the hanging boat was unaffected and set sail on time. There was a faint roar of rain outside the wall, and after a while there was only the sound of wind.

Chang Jingyu couldn't resist falling asleep, and when he woke up, the book on his lap had been put on the bedside. He looked around and found where the chill came from.

Lu Yinshuang froze a Frozen Throne for himself, and slowly fiddled with the cloud map projected by the jade slip.

Chang Jingyu moved her body and joked, "Senior, be careful of rheumatism."

Lu Yinshuang gave him a look like "Are you mentally retarded?"

Chang Jingyu coughed dryly, and said solemnly, "Any new news?"

"Indeed, Yulong Mansion has captured several Gu Fengya traitors who attacked that day, and they are about to send them back to the Sinking Realm." Lu Yinshuang pointed at Yuntu, "There is this one, look."

Chang Jingyu jumped out of bed and came to Lu Yinshuang's side, and saw a strange scene on the cloud map, with blue tiles and white walls, and low shrubs growing on both sides of the cobblestone path, like a corner of a courtyard. Lu Yinshuang stretched out his hand, and the scene It was a little farther away, and Chang Jingyu saw the sea opposite the courtyard wall.

"Shocking Island?" Chang Jingyu asked after thinking about it.

"Well, there are many kinds of magic weapons and researchers on Jingting Island. Yulong Mansion has brought people back for questioning. My people found this formation on Jingting Island. The outside is a phantom formation for hiding. It is more complicated, if it is forcibly broken, it may cause the inner formation to explode, and the surrounding fishermen will suffer." Lu Yinshuang flicked the cloud map, and the light of the formation was clearly revealed.

"Then leave it like this? Will the Ling family or the soul master annihilate the evidence." Chang Jingyu worried.

"Currently, Yulong Mansion is in charge, and Lord Yan is negotiating with Cangmiao Palace. While waiting for Cangmiao Palace to take over Jingting Island, we need to crack the formation as soon as possible." Lu Yinshuang knocked on the armrest.

Chang Jingyu stared at Yuntu, and suddenly noticed something, squeezed in front of Lu Yinshuang, maximized a detail in a corner of the wall, turned around and asked, "Is this Pu Yi's scale?"

Lu Yinshuang nodded: "Well, this phantom formation uses scales as the eyes of the phantom formation. Even if you approach it without defense, you won't notice anything strange. It's a clever phantom formation."

"I remember that in the secret room, you took away a box with Pu Yi's scales inside." Chang Jingyu frowned and recalled, "If the phantom formation cannot be forcibly broken, Pu Yi himself will go and take back the scales to make the formation If it fails directly, there will be no danger of explosion in the inner formation."

Lu Yinshuang's eyes lit up, and he condoned Chang Jingyu's disrespectful gesture of sitting on the armrest of his chair with approval: "You can give it a try."

"It's just how to use scales to send a message to summon Pu Yi. This is my blind spot in knowledge." Chang Jingyu touched his nose modestly.

"I will give orders." Lu Yinshuang put away Yuntu and threw the jade slips away, thinking about candidates, Xie Qiao couldn't get away, Yin Hai smiled on Hongmeng Island, one of his peak masters just got married and went to play, One Lai communicated with each other in Gu Fengya refining Gu, and the other two were busy playing chess and compiling chess records.

Chang Jingyu saw Lu Yinshuang's expression gradually serious, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Lu Yinshuang lamented that this group of people would die in peace sooner or later, and at the same time passed the sound transmission to Xie Qiao, and under pressure assigned the job to Shen Pingfeng.

Chang Jingyu remembered Shen Pingfeng's joke about opening the Dao Wuxian sect to him last time, and it was hard to believe that Shen Pingfeng had no feelings for Dao Wuxian sect anymore.

He patted the ice crumbs off his clothes and sat back on the bed, then contacted Fu Qingxiao with his jade slip.

Lu Yinshuang glanced at him, stood up and wanted to go out, Chang Jingyu raised his hand, signaling him not to dodge.

When the cloud map spread out, Chang Jingyu was slightly taken aback.

Lu Yinshuang heard the sound of wine jars colliding in the cloud map, and thought that Fu Qingxiao was not going to study the hidden threat that penetrated the realm of cultivation, what was there to drink here.

But then Fu Qingxiao said softly: "Yue Xian, you go back first, I will stay for a while."

"Well, it's getting late, senior brother should go to bed early." Liu Yuexian put down the wine jar and stood by the tomb, then turned and went back.

Lu Yinshuang moved to the side of the bed, did not enter the range of Yuntu, and saw Fu Qingxiao leaning against a tombstone with two empty jars on the ground. He was not very drunk, but his smile seemed lonely.

"Master, this is..." Chang Jingyu cared carefully.

"It's nothing." Fu Qingxiao stepped aside, "If he's still alive, you should call him uncle, but it's okay to call him now, I'll take it for him."

Chang Jingyu looked intently at the tombstone, and wrote "The Tomb of Shen Xu, a disciple of Xianmiao Hall of Daowu Immortal Gate", the time is 430 years in Ningzhao, about 200 years ago.

"Master...uncle." Chang Jingyu lowered his head subconsciously, afraid that Fu Qingxiao would see his flickering eyes.

"Well, listen, brother, my apprentice is more obedient, much better than when we were studying in Xianmiao Hall." Fu Qingxiao proudly patted the tombstone, picked up the wine jar to water the soil, and lifted it to his lips.

"Master!" Chang Jingyu sat up straight and raised his voice to stop, "Have you recovered from your internal injury in Liushang Garden last time?"

Fu Qingxiao paused for a moment, then put down the wine jar helplessly: "Don't worry, being a teacher isn't considered old and useless, right? By the way, did you encounter difficulties in sound transmission?"

"No, I just received Master's Love Severing Sword, and I haven't thanked Master yet." Chang Jingyu bowed politely, "Thank you Master for giving me the sword. Although there have been turmoil in Jin'an City recently, I have not encountered any danger. Master, please don't worry about it."

"It's good to be safe, you and I, master and apprentice, why bother to see outsiders." Fu Qingxiao stood up holding the tombstone, and tidied up with a flick of his sleeves, "Today is your uncle's memorial day, but unfortunately not many people remember him in the door, dare to mention him." Even less, I always knew he was innocent, but I was powerless to vindicate him, and there was nothing I could do for the master of the sect."

Chang Jingyu felt bored, and almost blurted out that the uncle was not dead, he held back, his eyes were red: "I know you didn't mention this to protect the reputation of the former head of the sect, and you don't want him to be infamous. In my heart, no one is more worthy of the position of sect master than you."

Fu Qingxiao was stunned, and smiled shyly: "Just treat it as a teacher drunk, anyway, it's already come to this day, it's useless to talk about regrets, you have to practice outside, be careful."

"Yes, I know." Chang Jingyu nodded heavily.

"Alright, it's time for me to go back. I received a letter from Linyuan Palace to thank Venerable Lord. Recently, the realm of cultivation has not been peaceful. If you feel tired, come back anytime."

Chang Jingyu took a deep breath: "Yes, take care, Master."

After he put away Yuntu, he punched Beibei on the bed as if venting his anger.

Lu Yinshuang handed over a cup of iced tea, and Chang Jingyu drank it all in one gulp, and looked at Lu Yinshuang beggingly: "Next time...when you have time, can you let me see Master?"

"You want to ask him if he is willing to confess to Qing Xiao." Lu Yinshuang said what he was thinking.

"Yes." Chang Jingyu admitted, "I don't want to see Master so sad."

Lu Yinshuang sighed lightly: "I can contact you, but it is impossible to order him to do anything."

"That's enough, thank you senior!" Chang Jingyu was overjoyed. He couldn't finish Fu Qingxiao's kindness to him, and this feeling of powerlessness made him hate his own incompetence. He always wanted a chance to try, as if This would make it more meaningful for Fu Qingxiao to save him, and make his existence more meaningful.

Lu Yinshuang lowered his eyes, not wanting to hurt Chang Jingyu, he was not sure about the emotional disputes between the brothers of Dao Wuxian sect, and agreed to partly because of his previous life and sympathy for Fu Qingxiao.

"You...Fu Qingxiao is really so important to you?" Lu Yinshuang spoke with difficulty, fearing that Chang Jingyu might misunderstand.

"Without Master, I'm afraid I would have died in Yonghe Village." Chang Jingyu closed his eyes, "It was Master who allowed me to live, and meeting seniors made me feel that I should live better and be more like a human being."

The corner of Lu Yinshuang's mouth twitched, wanting to tell him not to take me, so he patted Chang Jingyu's shoulder and turned to go out.

"Where are you going, senior?" Chang Jingyu wanted to follow.

"Buy something, it's still far away from Beihai." Lu Yinshuang waved his hand, "Be honest, or I'll tie you up again."

Lu Yinshuang couldn't ask why Fu Qingxiao's limbs and meridians were severed in his previous life and let him linger in a poisonous coffin in southern Xinjiang for more than two hundred years.

……

At night, the rain in Jin'an City finally stopped, and the coolness invaded the bone marrow, and the ground was covered with broken shadows.

Ling Xuhui was sitting in the carriage, he could barely feel the bumps under the protection of the formation, he was still fidgeting, his eyes were black and blue.

Ling Hongni lay on the couch and breathed deeply, Ye Chen lost a lot of spiritual power for her, and when she sat back opposite Ling Xuhui, her face turned pale.

"Are you all right?" Ling Xuhui was finally willing to look away, and said carelessly, "If there is danger on the road, I still count on you to show your power."

"Have you been poisoned for too long, forgetting that your foundation building cultivation base is better than nothing." Ye Chen scolded him and made a trick.

Ling Xuhui quickly raised his hand to stop him, and the pain in his back felt like a delusion: "I'm fine! You can rest."

"You don't need to be too nervous. What Ling Shanhai wants is the key after all." Ye Chen said in a deep voice, "Beihai Ling's family is on the cusp of the storm, and he won't make any big moves until Beihai."

"It's best like this." Ling Xuhui rubbed his temples, and fell sideways on the bench in the car, "The Ling family and Luoshui are virtuous, they are both places that eat people."

Ye Chen threw a cloak over, and Ling Xuhui slapped the cloak on the floor between the two of them, and said angrily, "I won't sleep!"

"Pick it up, you love to sleep or not." Ye Chen warned coldly.

Ling Xuhui gritted his teeth for a while, then picked up the cloak and covered it up without any backbone, and said dissatisfied: "Are you still my junior brother? Nodding and bowing like Lu Fengxue, it's arrogant and unreasonable to me."

"Hmph, nonsense." Ye Chen leaned against the carriage with his arms folded, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Ling Xuhui twitched for a while, and when he wanted to ask him this question, he admitted that he was his junior brother, and it was natural for him to be humble with the master.

"Hey, who are you, Lu Fengxue? If he asks you to return to the sinking state, will you pat your ass and leave?"

Ye Chen avoided answering, and asked instead: "What about you, no one ordered you to go, what are your plans?"

Ling Xuhui was taken aback, he just wanted to avenge Ling Hongni, so that the Ling family could no longer threaten them, and healed Ling Hongni.

And then what?If there was no Ling family behind him, would he still be able to stay in the Dao Wuxian sect, or even in the cultivation realm?

Time passed in silence, they didn't pay attention, and Ling Hongni's fingertips trembled slightly.

……

The cargo-carrying suspended boat route is hidden and does not need to be inspected, making up for the difference in speed and speed, and approaching the North Sea in a day and night.

Lu Yinshuang lay next to the bed with his clothes on, his long hair scattered on the bed, blurred in the room with the lights off.

Chang Jingyu didn't often sit on a hanging boat, and she didn't sleep well. She got up yawning in the morning out of habit, and wanted to reach for the water glass on the ice table beside the bed with misty eyes.

His left hand pressed a large piece of cold hair, before he could react, the mattress collapsed, and Chang Jingyu felt that the hair under his hand seemed to be stretched straight.

Lu Yinshuang took a deep breath and covered his head to wake up. Frost flowers flowed over his long hair, making Chang Jingyu sneezed three times in a row.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" Chang Jingyu hurriedly let go of his hand to apologize, hugged himself tightly and hid under the quilt.

Lu Yinshuang threw out an ice bead and turned on the spar lamp, frowning with displeasure, he remembered how many times his hair had suffered innocent disasters in Chang Jingyu's hands, and said viciously: "There will be another time, I will send you to be ordained and become a monk."

Chang Jingyu hugged her head pitifully and said yes.

Lu Yinshuang turned over and got out of bed, tied her hair in front of the water mirror, and said impatiently, "Get up, we're almost at Beihai."

"So fast?" Chang Jingyu was startled, and hurriedly changed his clothes, packed the preserved fruit snacks on the ice table, and used a fire to melt the ice to evaporate the water vapor.

Lu Yinshuang avoided the oncoming heat, glared at Chang Jingyu, and performed a cleansing formula on herself to smooth the folds of her clothes.

When the hanging boat was about to land, its speed slowed down a lot, and it felt a little floating. Chang Jingyu nestled uncomfortably on the head of the bed, and said sickly: "I'm seasick."

"Endure it." Lu Yinshuang rolled his eyes at him, took out the previous mask and threw it to him, "Put it on."

"I want someone who can see the road." Chang Jingyu bargained with the mask.

"You don't have to wear it, I won't be responsible if any rumors spread." Lu Yinshuang teased.

Chang Jingyu shivered, quickly put the mask on his face, and complained aggrievedly: "Senior tied me up and tied me to sleep in the same bed, and I'm so irresponsible."

Lu Yinshuang: "...shut up."

The author has something to say: Why does the emperor of Linyuan condescend to live in the standard room, and why does the young master of the immortal sect bargain with disheveled clothes?

Is personal injury a fun game or a just sacrifice?

Behind all this is the annihilation of demonic nature or the loss of morality?

Please pay attention to "Cultivation is no small matter, gossip about you, me and him", see you every night at Haishi.

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