The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

At this time, Lord Xingyan and Daoist Huantian have also returned here.

Seeing Wenfeng put his arms around Lianlian's shoulders and half pushed into the Jiezi space, Ling Chengze cursed: "Wenfeng! You are insidious, cunning, despicable and shameless!"

Liu Changji snorted coldly: "It's not the first day you know him. It's hard for him to control the spiritual power all the time and prevent the wound from healing immediately."

It's a pity that they don't understand anything one after another, blindly trust and worship Wenfeng, and don't trust anyone except him.

They were helpless.

Ling Chengze gritted his teeth in anger, and ignited flames with his sword, burning the surrounding lush vegetation into ashes.

One after another, they were half-pushed into the house by the master's shoulders.

He found the wound medicine bandage, turned his head and said: "The disciple helped the master heal the wound, and asked the master to take off his robe..."

He originally thought that he would serve the other party to take off his clothes, but when he turned around, the master had already taken off his shirt, revealing his smooth and firm upper body.

One after another: "..."

Isn't the speed of Shizun undressing too fast?

He walked quickly to the other side, raised his thin arm, and carefully cleaned the wound.

Taoist Juechen looks thin on the outside, but a martial arts practitioner is strong and strong, with smooth muscle lines that are slender but not weak, intertwined with strength and rhyme, perfectly interpreting the beauty of strength and softness.

He is a beautiful creation in this world that has taken away the heaven and the earth.

He sighed secretly one after another, stabilizing his mind.Not having any unreasonable thoughts of intimacy with Master is probably the greatest test given to him by heaven.

Fortunately, he has a firm heart and vowed to die not to be an evil disciple who tried to deceive his master.

Master's injury was not serious, and the wound would heal within a day or two after applying medicine, and the guilt and worry in his heart gradually eased by half.

He got up to put away the wound medicine, and when he turned around to look again, the other party was still sitting leisurely and gracefully, without any movement.

"Master, the wound has been bandaged. You can put on clothes."

"Ah Xu." Daoist Juechen glanced at the robe, meaning something.

After another instant reaction, he hurriedly helped him change his clothes.

A glint of darkness flashed across Junyan's phoenix eyes, and her elegant voice was low, "Master, I really want to know what exactly can make you fall in love."

"The disciple is dedicated to the Tao, and in this life, he only wishes to serve the master. Apart from this, he has no other thoughts."

He was helping the master change his clothes, and just as he put on his coat, his hand was held down by the other party.

There was a slight chill in Wen Ya's voice, and he sneered with a snort: "Forget it, I will do it myself."

After speaking, he got up and walked into the bathroom in the cubicle.In less than a moment, there was the sound of turbulent water.

One after another is unknown, so I froze in place.

Master take a bath at this time?

He felt that there was nothing wrong with his answer, and he even felt that he was perfect. Why was Master a little angry?

After thinking hard for a long time, I don't understand what I did wrong again.

Taoist Juechen took a bath for more than half an hour before he came out, his body was covered in frost and the water was so cold that his heart trembled one after another.

Fortunately, the other party didn't say anything more, and raised his mouth coldly, motioning him to leave the room with him.

One after another, hanging high and full of inexplicable feelings, they walked out of the mustard space.Just stepped half of the body outside, the footsteps suddenly stopped, and stopped in the middle of the space crack.

He looked around blankly and suspiciously, then took out his watch and glanced at it.

It was two quarters and an hour before entering the house, and the time was not too long. Why did the scenery outside suddenly change suddenly?

The originally dense and prosperous millennium forest has become a bare hill.The mountains were scorched black, and the residual heat smoke rose.

He looked curiously at the three mighty men standing outside, hoping that someone could answer his questions.

The hot wind howled, embers and residual heat mixed together, and no one answered.

After a while, the demon king walked up to him and whispered in his ear: "Chengze burned it, he is very angry now."

Although it was a gesture of whispering, and the volume was not too loud, everyone present could hear it vaguely.

Confused one after another.Ling Chengze stood with arms folded, with an arrogant attitude, looking at everything from above, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

He looked at Daoist Huantian again, and the corner of the other's mouth evoked a smile of unknown meaning, with three parts domineering and three parts gentle, his spine felt a chill when he saw it, and he hurriedly looked away.

In the clouds and mist, he continued to move forward with several people one after another, walked out of the scorched earth, and changed to a new place to "play."

Waiting until the setting sun on the West Peak, the sun shines at night, everyone enters the mustard space, and ends their day of fun.

Under the effect of sleeping incense, I woke up one after another the next day, and the sun was shining brightly.

Daoist Juechen and Daoist Huantian continued yesterday's chess game.

Ling Chengze and the demon king were lying on soft chairs, everything seemed like yesterday.

An inexplicable strange feeling suddenly arises again, and I can't tell what is wrong.

Rubbing his shuddering arms, he raised his hands to greet several people one after another.

The demon king stretched, and yawned lazily.

The two chess players got up from the armchairs, and Daojun Juechen asked gently: "Did you sleep well yesterday?"

A few people left Jiezi and started today's tour.

For three days, nothing happened.

The four masters fought all the way, slaughtered half of the high-level monsters in Liancang Mountain, and harvested a lot without any care, and the Qiankun bags were also filled with various precious natural materials and earth treasures.

There are everything from objects on monsters and beasts to exotic flowers and plants.In the end, he became so indifferent to the precious materials that thousands of monks dreamed of.

No matter how rare and rare treasures are, it is not surprising to see more of them.

On the fifth day, several powerful players finally had a good time playing and proposed to leave.

"Axu," Taoist Juechen chuckled softly, "You want to play for a few more days, or you want to go back to Lingyuan."

They shook their heads one after another, saying they wanted to leave.

Liancang Mountain is not a place for him, a weak chicken, to take a walk and enjoy the scenery.

Walking to the exit of the secret realm, I met a Venerable Nascent Soul on the way, chatting with Taoist Juechen, and at the end, he asked casually: "I heard that something happened in the ordinary world, and I am going to take a look. Do any fellow Taoists have any advice?" Interested in traveling together?"

Taoist Juechen asked politely, "What's the matter?"

Venerable Yuan Ying said lightly: "A group of monsters attacked a town in the mortal world. It is said that the casualties of mortals were slightly heavy."

In mortal towns without the protection of fairy gates, similar things happen from time to time.

Regardless of monsters or mortals, in the eyes of the powerful people sitting on the top of the clouds, they are treated equally—they are all ants and worthless that are not worthy of their gaze.

The Venerable Nascent Soul is willing to condescend to go and take a look in person. For ordinary people, it is the lower realm of the gods and saves all living beings.

Taoist Juechen nodded slightly: "I will go with my fellow Taoist. I don't know which mortal town it is?"

"It's in Beiliang in Mortal Realm. The name of the town seems to be..."

His Holiness thought for a while before recalling a place name without pain.

"It seems to be called... Yang Ning."

One after another, they lowered their eyebrows and stood aside, obediently and silently listening to the conversation between the two.

As soon as the word "Yang Ning" came out, the three souls and seven souls who were wandering in the sky fell heavily in an instant, and his heart felt cold and hurt from the fall.

Yang Ning? !Isn't that where Xue Songyu and Xue Qiaozhi are at the moment? !

The hot blood flowing in the veins instantly freezes and freezes.

A cold and intense sense of ominous premonition surged like a huge wave, setting off a storm of torrential rain that burst mountains and rivers.

"Master, I'll go take a look!"

What dignity, what etiquette, what teacher's order, all have been forgotten at this moment, and the only thought is to go immediately.

Ignoring Taoist Juechen's promise one after another, after dropping a sentence, he tried his best to turn into a streamer and walk away with his sword.

"Ah Xu?"

"One after another?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, stunned for a moment, then rose against the wind and caught up with him in an instant.

Daoist Juechen had no choice but to laugh: "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Successively, he was so anxious at the moment that he had no time to explain, even to the respected and adored Master, his expression showed obvious annoyance.

"Xue Songyu is over there."

A cold gleam flashed across Junya's phoenix eyes for an instant, and her laughter was a bit chilly: "Isn't she asking about Yuanfeng? Why did she run to Beiliang so far away?"

Ling Chengze had always mistakenly thought that he and Xue Songyu were having quarrels one after another, and he also thought that after a few days his anger would subside, and he would accompany him to find someone to reconcile.

Hearing that she was in Yangning at this time, he hurriedly comforted her: "Don't worry, she has the magic weapon I gave her, so it won't be so easy to have an accident."

And instantly summoned a luxury flying car: "Take this to go, faster than your Yujian."

Daoist Juechen's gentle and elegant face cast a layer of frost, and he was about to speak out to stop him, but he ignored him one after another, and quickly decided to get on Ling Chengze's magic weapon speed car.

The phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light flashed for a moment, followed by an imperceptible sneer.

Huantian Daojun raised his mouth and got into the car with an arrogant smile that gloated at others' misfortune.

Sitting on the soft chair without saying a word one after another, the anxiety and worry in my heart can be seen at a glance.

Ling Chengze glanced impatiently at the demon king who was also in the car at some time, the demon king understood, and sent a message to his subordinates to inquire about the situation.

After a while, the news came back, and the demon king also had nothing to do with meekness, and his first words were calm and breezy, "The situation doesn't seem to be good."

"Yangning is a big city in the mortal world, and there are many casual cultivators in the mortal world living in it, and there are few monsters to harass it on weekdays."

"This time, for some reason, a group of monsters suddenly came and attacked the town. The beast tide invaded the city, causing heavy casualties."

Daoist Huantian asked indifferently: "Beiliang is under the jurisdiction of the Qingyang faction, and they didn't send anyone to rescue them?"

"Sent. But this wave of monsters is very strong, and the Qingyang Sect doesn't have any powerful monks," the Demon King said with a flat smile, "They also suffered heavy casualties."

"Don't you think," he said indifferently, as if he was just chatting casually as usual, "The timing of the monsters' selection is very good. Almost all of Xia Tian's Nascent Soul cultivators are in Liancang Mountain. The people of Qingyang Sect can't beat them by themselves, and they can't find the Nascent Soul they know to ask for help."

Sitting aside one after another with drooping eyes, his mind went blank.

All he heard was that the situation was not good, and the monster attack seemed not accidental, and there was a long-planned plan.

The beating heart felt like sinking into a perpetually frozen abyss. The piercing cold water pressed against the top of the head, making it hard to breathe.

After half a day of rushing around, they finally arrived at Yangning.

One after another anxiously leaned out half of the body from the car window, raised his eyes to look into the distance, this glance almost caused his heart to stop beating.

Yangning is a big city with a population of one million. The city wall is connected to distant mountains, which is hard to be exhausted at a glance.

The bustling and bustling town, which was supposed to be bustling with traffic, is now in ruins and ruins.

Blood pooled into rivers, flowing quietly, forming shocking pools of blood in the uneven and low-lying areas.The strong smell of blood was difficult to dissipate, infecting the stratus clouds.

There are many Yujian streamers in the sky, and monks who have heard the news come here to look for people or ask for details.

When the car reached the sky, they jumped almost directly from the sky one after another, and fell into the city in a panic.

The attack happened several hours ago. At this time, the beast horde had faded away, leaving only the town filled with blood and burning to the sky.

At this moment, Lian Li was like a child, panicked and at a loss for the heavy casualties on the street.

Even though he knew in his heart that he should look for it in the city immediately, his body seemed to be standing on an endless ice field covered by thousands of miles of ice, his limbs were so frozen that he couldn't move half a step.

Suddenly, an indescribable strange thought floated up in his heart, as if there was an invisible soul that turned into a thin thread, gently guiding him in the direction.

He couldn't even catch his breath, and he ran wildly towards the inexplicable place in his heart on the ruined streets regardless of everything.

I ran out of the street and through the alleys, and finally stopped in front of a small courtyard with a simple yet delicate style.

The gate of the courtyard had just been painted not long ago, and the brand-new paint was shining brightly. The bronze beast on the ring was shining brightly, but the breath of death came from the open door.

The door was pushed open with a bang one after another, and he stepped into the courtyard with a staggering step. Two figures sitting against the wall in a corner of the courtyard immediately attracted all his attention.

Xue Qiaozhi sat quietly on the ground.

In successive memories, Xue Qiaozhi has always looked at him with an unkind, bitter and bitter hatred, staring at him with cold eyes and hatred, he has never seen such a peaceful and peaceful look on his face.

It was as if he was sleeping peacefully, still dreaming a gentle and sweet dream.

——If you ignore the shocking dark red on his body.

Xue Songyu also sat next to him with a peaceful expression, as if she felt something in her sleep, she tried her best to lift her heavy eyelids, and looked at Succession with a gentle smile.

"Song Yu!" One after another stumbled and ran in front of her, with panicked expressions, "I'll save you right away!"

medicine!The medicine that can instantly bring the dead back to life!

He turned around tremblingly, intending to run out of the yard immediately to find Ling Chengze.

Ling Chengze must have a way and is willing to save her.

"No need." Xue Songyu's voice was as soft as silk, his voice was low and inaudible, but he still showed a bold and sassy air.

She smiled gently: "My meridian has been broken, and I can't save it."

"No! It's definitely possible..."

She shook her head lightly: "Qiao Zhi is dead, and I have no other thoughts. I just hope that I can accompany him on the road to hell, so that he won't be alone anymore."

She wanted to tell one after another that Qiao Zhi had been waiting to see him for the last time, but unfortunately she couldn't wait.

But what's the use of talking, it just adds to the sadness.

"I'm gone, you are alone in the future, you must take good care of yourself." She paused, gathered strength, and pulled the corner of her mouth lightly, "Don't do things so impulsively, don't care about everything, just want to have fun for a while. "

"There is a piece of jade in Qiao Zhi's hand, which he intends to give to you. You..."

"I know! I will always carry it with me in the future!" Xue Qiaozhi's hands were hurriedly opened one after another.The cold palms clenched into fists, and it took him a lot of effort to take out the pair of dragon jade pendants that he had been holding in his hands.

He held the jade pendant in front of her eyes: "I will take care of myself, don't worry."

Xue Songyu finally took a deep breath: "Being able to be with Qiao Zhi, I have no regrets in this life, but my own death feels nothing."

"But..." The heroic slender eyebrows frowned slightly, revealing the last embarrassment and wish, "But Qiao Zhi... Qiao Zhi's death makes me hard to let go. Can you... avenge him?"

Before she could answer one after another, she exhausted all her strength and smiled softly: "If it's too difficult, then that's all."

"Whether he or I wish you a safe and happy life."

"I'm leaving. Remember you promised me, don't do things impulsively, and live well."

Xue Songyu's calm and relaxed tone seemed to be saying that she was a little tired and needed to take a nap.

She quietly leaned on Xue Qiaozhi's shoulder, closed her eyes peacefully, and there seemed to be a faint and peaceful smile on the corner of her mouth.

His eyes widened one after another, looking at everything in front of him in a daze.

In an instant, the world collapsed in the stone fire and quicksand, everything in the world faded away, and there was only gray in the eyes, and bloody red.

All the past between him and the two of them, like a piece of bright colored glass, shattered silently but deafeningly in his heart, and dropped sharp fragments, cutting his heart dripping with blood.

There seemed to be someone calling him around, but he was separated from the world by a layer of twilight, and what he saw with his eyes or what he heard with his ears was blurred.

Until a familiar yet unfamiliar "Xiaoqu'er" sounded, my frozen heart suddenly jumped violently, and a wave of anger burned my whole body.

square!stop!

"is that you!"

He suddenly got up and drew his sword, and asked angrily, "Did you do it?!"

If Fang Xiu did all this, even if he risked his life, he would kill him here to avenge the two of them.

The anger burned all reason, and he completely forgot that he had promised Xue Songyu not to act impulsively.

The eyes, dazzling but full of anger, are like a sharp soft thorn, piercing the softest place on the apex of the heart, and the pain is heartbreaking.

Fang Xiu had never seen such anger one after another, and suddenly panicked in his heart.

He has profound morals, and it is rare to meet an opponent in the world, but the hatred and loathing of his beloved makes him helpless.

He staggered back a step, took a deep breath, and resolutely denied it helplessly: "No."

"not me."

In order to find the person he wanted to become a Taoist couple one after another, he personally ran to Beiliang, pulled the emperor of Beiliang from the gentle village surrounded by Yingyan in the middle of the night, and forced him to ask him about his situation.

He even went down to the prison to interrogate the assassin who was still alive, and finally learned that the fish that slipped through the net might be related to a conspiracy in Beiliang decades ago.

It's just that he hasn't found out the specific identity of that person yet.

But now there is no need to check.Who is that person, he has seen.

He originally planned to cast a spell on that person, hang his breath, let him suffer torture every day, watching his own flesh and blood being cut off piece by piece, the pain is so painful that life is worse than death.

Now he has not done anything, that person is dead.

It seemed that the death was not painful at all, and it was cheap for him.As Fang Xiu thought about it, he was thankful that it wasn't him who did it.

He can't bear the hatred and loathing of the one he loves deeply.

One after another, they turned to Ling Chengze with full anger: "Is that you?!"

Ling Chengze's heart skipped a beat, and he sighed helplessly and distressedly: "Jie Li, calm down."

He understands that the anger is attacking one after another at this moment, but such unreasonable paranoid anger will hurt himself.

"There is indeed something wrong with Yang Ning. I will find out the reason and avenge Xue Songyu. But the whole Yang Ning was slaughtered, not for her and Xue Qiaozhi."

He had always mistakenly believed that he had quarreled with Xue Songyu one after another, but only now did he realize that the person he planned to marry with was actually Xue Songyu's younger brother.

There is jealousy and anger in my heart, but more distress and worry.

He comforted softly: "Don't be like this, okay."

right.The massacre of Yang Ning may have nothing to do with Xue Songyu and Xue Qiaozhi.

Maybe they just happened to be here, and innocent people suffered innocent disasters.

But no matter who did it, he must find the murderer and let him take his life!

Qing Jue's sharp eyes are sharp, as charming as a monster in a painting, carrying a thrilling allure, quenching the poison that seals his throat when he sees blood.

He raised his sword one after another and walked slowly towards the gate of the courtyard. The point of the sword made a sharp and piercing sound all the way on the ground.

"Where are you going?" Liu Changji stood in front of the door, frowning slightly, "Going to find the murderer? Someone will deal with this matter, you go back and calm down for a few days."

The clear voice was covered with a thick layer of frost: "Get out of the way."

Keep going as if nothing happened.

"One after another." Liu Changji was angry and helpless, this man got angry, why was he so stubborn and determined to go his own way.

"Go back with me."

The ear-piercing sound of the sword tip scratching the ground revealed successive answers.

No one can stop him now.

Suddenly a gentle sigh came from the breeze in his ears, he felt a force hit the back of his neck, and his eyes suddenly went dark.

Even though he tried his best to stay awake, his body fell limply, as if he had hit something.

Then he lost all consciousness.

Daoist Juechen gently hugged the person in his arms who had been knocked unconscious by him in desperation, his phoenix eyes were gloomy, he glanced at Fang Xiu and Liu Changji, and shook his head helplessly: "Let's go, go back first."

The three of them got on the speeding car, soared into the air in an instant, and left the devastated town.

The Demon King, who had been hanging high beside him all this time, took a nonchalant glance at the two corpses beside the wall: "Chengze, what are you going to do now?"

Ling Chengze let out an impatient "Tsk", and said in a bad mood: "Take the corpse and deal with the funeral." He gave a few voice transmission instructions to his subordinates, and his figure disappeared instantly.

The demon king stood alone in the courtyard, talking to himself indifferently: "Chengze, no matter how long I wait for your wedding wine, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to drink it."

***

One after another drowsy and had a dream.

One will be Anshui Village, another will be Shenmulin, and another will be Beiliang Palace.

He was bound by something, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was still difficult to escape.

After finally being able to open the heavy eyelids, the hazy scene reflected in the eyes is a luxurious and elegant spacious bedroom.

The smell of calming incense that he hates permeates the room, penetrates into the tip of his nose everywhere, and there is nowhere to avoid it.

His confused thoughts were running slowly, he knew he was in Master's bedroom, but why was he here?

After thinking for a long time, I finally remembered, shouldn't he be in Yangning before?

Memories suddenly poured into my heart like a flood that burst a bank, washing out a bleak and messy coldness.

correct!revenge!

He is going to find the murderer and avenge Xue Songyu and Xue Qiaozhi!

Can't lie down in this place!

He got up suddenly, all he could think about was leaving this room and going to Yangning.

With a violent movement, a strand of hair pulled his scalp tightly.

The author has something to say:

Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

One after another: I have transmigrated into the master's literature, and the way of heaven will force me to commit the plot of deceiving the master.Fortunately, I am firm

The way of heaven & the plot: I have said that I will not take the blame.

2.

One after another: Why did Master suddenly take a bath again?

Master (angry): What do you think? !

Successively because of anger, the heart of Wuqing Dao began to change.