The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

The shadow of the moon shines on Yinglin, and scattered flowers fall like snow all over the sky.

A shadow of golden red flames jumped gracefully, jumped through the window and entered the room.

The person in the room was sitting on the chair, his delicate and sharp chin was resting weakly on the back of the chair, motionless as a mountain without realizing it.

"What's wrong?" Ling Chengze sighed softly, "Why is there a magic circle in your room to isolate the spiritual energy?"

Leng Run's voice was careless, and the corners of his eyes were gloomy: "Master won't let me practice."

There is no aura in the room, so there is no need to worry about him being locked in the room and secretly practicing mental techniques.

Ling Chengze didn't care much and asked curiously, "Why?"

In his eyes, there is no difference between the successive root aptitudes and whether they are cultivated or not.Even if he retreated for ten years, the weak aura he raised seemed a little pitiful to him.

But there must be a reason why such a trivial matter is deliberately prohibited by Wenfeng.

"Master said that my mind is restless, and I can only cultivate after my mind is calm." Jing Diao's eyes drooped slightly, "Cheng Ze..."

"Ok?"

"Give me the pill to enhance my cultivation."

Ling Chengze frowned, and looked at him quietly for a while.

"Why are you suddenly in a hurry to improve your cultivation?" The frivolous and arrogant expression suddenly became solemn, "One after another, don't you think, go find Wuya?"

He clicked his tongue helplessly: "Didn't I say, leave this matter to me, and you don't have to worry about anything."

Whether it was Wu Ya's actions or not has yet to be investigated clearly, and one after another, he has already thought about finding someone to take revenge.

Wu Ya's realm has already half-stepped to become a god. With such aptitude, it is never possible to beat him.

"Wenfeng did the right thing. You are now restless and impetuous. If you practice forcefully, you will only be backlashed by spiritual energy, and you will lose your meridians forever if you go crazy."

Although he hated hearing the wind, he had to agree at this moment that the formation of the magic circle to isolate the spiritual energy was for the sake of succession.

The exquisite eyebrows were listlessly and half-down, silent.

Ling Chengze walked up to him, squatted down, and sighed softly: "Don't be like this, okay?"

"You promised Xue Songyu that you should stay calm when things happen, and don't be impulsive in everything."

With a clear voice, he sneered indifferently: "I'm not calm enough now?"

"One after another!" The omnipotent Demon King had no choice but to sigh with his sweetheart.

He is cold, not quiet.

A novice who has just formed an alchemy is anxious to forcibly improve his cultivation level to challenge a half-step god of transformation.

This is no longer impulsive, this is not thinking about the consequences at all, and can't wait to die.

The magic circle to isolate the spiritual energy is not enough, and a foot-stopping magic circle should be added to prevent him from running to Wuya without telling everyone in a fit of anger.

Ling Chengze was contemplating how to hint to Wenfeng not to let Lianlian sneak out of Chenfeng Palace without letting Wenfeng know about his private meeting with Lianlian, when he suddenly heard an indifferent voice: "Chengze, take me to Xiatian Three floors."

He was startled suddenly, and it took him a while to recover.

He had made an agreement with Wenfeng that if he was willing to follow him one after another, Wenfeng would never stop him.

For so long, he has been trying his best to persuade him to leave Lingyuan with him one after another.

Hearing the wind is sinister and cunning, he deliberately guides and allows the monks under his sect to fight for power and power. Lingyuan Peak is a ghost with a charming smile on his face.

It's a pity that they don't believe his words one after another, and stubbornly believe that Wen Feng's heart is full of glory, and when he mentions Wen Feng, he turns cold and categorically refuses to leave with him.

He never thought that he would take the initiative to speak one after another, wanting to take him away by himself.

"Wu Ya seldom shows up, and I don't know where he is." Ling Chengze's eyes were dark, and his voice was low, "Even if you go to the third floor of Yantian, you probably won't have the chance to see him."

"And in your current state, I will not allow you to practice."

After being silent for a while, he slowly got up, and the cold voice said calmly, "I know."

He left a letter to his master to inform him of his whereabouts.

As long as you avenge Xue Songyu and Xue Qiaozhi, you will come back immediately.

Although this time, according to the school rules, he is very likely to be expelled from the sect, and will no longer be eligible to step into Lingyuan Peak.

But he has to go.He promised Xue Songyu, but he couldn't think twice before acting.

He is still impulsive, and once he gets angry and blood, he doesn't care, he just wants to have fun for a while.

If he is no longer the apprentice of Taoist Juechen after he comes back, he will live in Qianyuan Town at the foot of the mountain, not far from Lingyuan Peak, and will always be with Taoist Juechen.

Quietly and carefully looked around the room for a while, and after firmly engraving everything in the room in his heart, he turned around decisively one after another, and jumped out of the room from the window before Ling Chengze.

***

The Yunling Hall with golden tiles and red walls stands among the blue and white clouds and green mountains.

Not far away, the river flew straight down, the Milky Way fell into the sky, the clouds around the palace were misty, and the Hongqiao was surrounded by emptiness.

Ling Chengze's eyebrows danced brightly, and he showed off with a laugh: "How about the scenery of the Lingxiao School, isn't it better than Lingyuan Peak?"

One after another, he turned his mouth up and smiled lightly, noncommittal.

The handsome face with high nose and deep eyes said embarrassingly, "You will like this place after staying for a while."

"Or whatever you like, I'll order someone to build a new one."

Her clear voice is like a cold river under the ice, and her laughter is also cold and indifferent: "I'm here to find Wu Ya."

Ling Chengze said "oh" helplessly: "Then let's go in first."

A group of guards at the gate of the hall stared dumbfounded at the two figures slowly stepping into the vermilion gate, their big mouths were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths.

The arrogant and arrogant Xingyan Demon Lord spoke softly and humbly in front of a grassroots at the beginning of the golden core? !

They must not have woken up.This scene is unimaginable in dreams.

"What kind of room do you like? What kind of orientation? How about living in the room next to me? You rest for a night first, and tomorrow you will change all the furniture and furnishings into the style you like."

On the long corridor of the main hall, Ling Chengze asked for warmth all the way, afraid that his sweetheart would not be used to it.

He even regretted that he should bring back the beds he usually sleeps in one after another, so that he would not sleep well at night because he had to accept the bed these days.

One after another, I felt helpless and even more impatient: "I'm not that particular, you can arrange a room for me, as long as there is a bed."

The deep eyebrows and eyes that were flying were a little discouraged for a moment. This soft nail pierced the tip of his heart, which made him unable to extricate himself from love and helpless.

Under the urging of successively gloomy and cold but resolute gazes, Xingyan Demon Lord had no choice but to send an invitation to Yuhengzong the next day, inviting the nine major demon monarchs to gather together: Everyone sit down and discuss, the previous disputes of the blood sect How to deal with it.

He led his men to forcibly enter the blood sect, killed the peak master of the blood sect, and slaughtered half of the mountain gate.Now because of this incident, the two major powers of the Demon Sect have tensed the entire Yantian third floor.

Since Lord Xingyan invited him, Lord Wu Ya should attend in person.

However, Demon Monarch Wuya did not reply immediately, only the ambiguous reply from Yuhengzong Yiyuanying: the suzerain is still in retreat, and it will be known whether he is free to attend after a few days after the suzerain leaves the seclusion.

Therefore, this negotiation must either be attended by the suzerain's personal attendants or postponed.

Xingyan Mojun was so angry that he cursed: "You are so fucking arrogant!"

One after another, they pursed their lips slightly, their expressions were flat, and they didn't say a word.

On the second day, he was dragged by Ling Chengze to a city outside Ling Xiao's faction.

"It's okay anyway, I'll go out with you to relax."

Whether it is the first layer or the third layer of the Yantian Realm, the life of mortals is not much different.

The towns and cities blessed by immortal gates are blessed with good weather, where immortals and commoners live together, immortal artifacts can be seen everywhere, and there are crowds of pedestrians on the street, rubbing shoulders.

The people live and work in peace and contentment, and no one cares whether the wind and rain are precarious thousands of miles away.

Walking aimlessly on the avenue one after another, a group of children playing and laughing ran up to them.

A little girl didn't look at the road and bumped into him with a bang.

The little girl often hears adults talk about how good the life of an immortal is, and when she is a few years older, she will go to the Lingxiao School to see if she can enter Taoism and cultivate immortality.

At this time, she didn't know that what she bumped into was the fairy king that mortals admired so much.

She didn't know the status and power of the Xingyan Demon Lord, who was respected and feared by thousands of monks, and she didn't know that such humble monks, even if mortals were full of envy, were like dust in the cultivation world.

She just said sincerely and sighed in her heart without knowing the world: "Big brother, you look so good-looking! You are even more beautiful than anyone I have ever seen before!"

After finishing speaking, without looking back, he ran with his friends again.

Ling Chengze jokingly said, "How about being so discerning at such a young age, should we both take her as a disciple together?"

His ears turned red, and he imagined a lot in an instant: he and he would become Taoist couples one after another, and adopt a few cute little apprentices, or adopted sons and daughters.

The faint smiles hanging on the corners of the mouth were slightly tilted one after another, which could not cover up the cold indifference and calmness.

"You are also very good-looking. Your current cultivation base and status are based on your face?"

He frowned: "In Yangning City, I don't know how many young talents are prettier than me, how are they doing now?"

In the last second, he was still a teenager, and he was full of energy and galloping on the street.Within half a day, he was mixed in the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and his face was blurred and difficult to distinguish.

Monsters don't know how to pity and cherish jade, no matter how beautiful or ugly they are, they are all delicious food in their stomachs.

They only like tender necks and warm blood.

Not only mortals, but the Fengming peak master who was once known as the most beautiful woman in the sky is now a beauty.

If you want to be as carefree as the little girl all the time, you finally need to rely on the three-footed Qingfeng in your hand.

The corners of Ling Chengze's mouth drooped slightly, and he held back what he wanted to say in his throat.

In his eyes, no one could look better than Continuing.

But what made him feel unaware of where it started, but went deeper and deeper, was not only that face in the troubled times, but also everything about him.

Including the heart that is ruthless to others or to oneself.

The cruel heart that made him confused and fascinated was only filled with love and hatred, blood and sword, and no one else.

The two walked along the street.His eyes were shining one after another, and his thin lips were holding a faint smile. He seemed to be interested in everything, but he didn't care about everything.

No matter where the scenery is, there is no difference in those magnificent eyes.

Ling Chengze inevitably wanted to know exactly what could catch his eyes.

Walking through a street, he suddenly received a report from his subordinates.

"Wu Ya gave an answer?"

Hearing Ling Chengze's words, they paused one after another, and stood quietly aside, waiting for the demon lord and his subordinates to send a message.

After a few breaths, Ling Chengze said with a bit of weird disbelief, "Wu Ya agrees to attend in person, but the time has to be determined by him."

With a clear voice like ice, covering the raging anger underneath, he calmly asked, "When?"

A sharp light flashed across the deep eyebrows: "Tomorrow."

***

Both Lingxiao faction and Yuhengzong were worried about the enemy, so they chose a town in the mortal world that had little to do with Xianmen and was about the same distance from the two factions.

Before setting off in the morning, Ling Chengze repeatedly warned one after another: You must not be impulsive, and you must not cut people with your sword when you see them.

Even if the Nine Great Demon Lords are just made up, they are also high-level powers in the Nascent Soul.

Wuya is even half-step to transform into a god.

If the few of them suddenly fight, even if he desperately protects him, he still can't guarantee that he can protect him from any harm.

The weak body-protecting qi one after another, just the spiritual pressure of him and Wu Ya fighting with all their strength, would cause him internal injuries.

They were speechless one after another.He has no brains, and once his eyes are red with qi and blood, he doesn't care about anything.

But he is not a fool.

His sword slashed through Qin Shi, stabbed Fang Xiu, and picked Huantian Daojun, but he knew in his heart that it was because of the support of the great Buddha, Master, and others would not really do anything to him.

Now that he has reached the magic gate on the third floor of Yantian, no one will show mercy to him anymore.

What's more, he doesn't dare to say that he is the descendant of Senluo Sword, the personal heir of Juechen Daojun.

He left Lingyuan Peak without his teacher's order, and he might have already been expelled from the teacher's school.

If it weren't for the fact that in the Lingxiao sect, there were countless fellow disciples of Lingyuan Peak who wanted to "clean up the sect".

He wanted to see Lord Wu Ya, to find out the truth, and to avenge Xue Songyu and Xue Qiaozhi, but he would not draw his sword when he saw someone.

Ling Chengze still stared at him worriedly for a while.

One after another, facing opponents whose cultivation levels are much higher than his, is it rare that he strikes first with his sword?

The two came to the selected town in the mortal world in a luxuriously decorated magic weapon golden car.

The biggest restaurant in the city was booked out.Ordinary people only know that the identities of a few distinguished guests must be unusual, but they don't know that the visitors are the demon kings who rule the cultivation world.

Sect Master Hehuan was slightly taken aback when he saw him, and then said flirtatiously, "Xing Yan is not close to women and has no experience, and he is ruthless in his attacks. Sleeping with him must be a painful torture. Let's come to my sister's arms, sister." so you can enjoy it."

The smiles on the corners of his mouth remained unchanged one after another without saying a word.

A gleam of coldness fell in Ling Chengze's cheerful and arrogant eyes, and he gave her a sideways glance with a warning.

He will not force one after another, and will only be gentle and caring at any time.

The eight demon lords sat in two rows, and after waiting for more than half an hour, Wu Ya, the most arrogant demon lord, arrived late.

He raised his jaw slightly one after another, and looked at him indifferently.

The Demon Monarch Wu Ya was tall and thin, wearing a black cloak embroidered with intricate and luxurious dragon patterns.

The hood covered his forehead, casting a deep shadow on his face.

The upper half of the face wore a cyan mask with simple patterns but exquisite carvings. The eyes exposed outside were clear and shone with a frightening sharp shadow.

The lower half of the face was covered by shadows, and the mandible was sharp and sharp, which was an extremely perfect and delicate bone.If he hadn't been transformed by magic, he must have been a handsome man.

Demon Monarch Wu Ya's lips curled into a contemptuous and mocking smile, and his eyes passed over several Demon Lords one by one with disdain.

When his eyes collided with Lianlian across the air, Lianlian suddenly felt that Wu Ya sneered, causing his back to break out in cold sweat.

Give him an indescribable illusion that Lord Wuya knows him?Resent him?

The nine demon lords all attended the table, and the two forces began to discuss how to resolve the blood sect issue and how to maintain a balance between the two sides in the future.

Most of the time, it is the actual ruler Xingyan Mojun who is speaking.

He changed from his previous frivolous attitude of gleefully in front of Lian Lian, and there was a bit of ruthless seriousness and coldness in his lofty arrogance.

Wuya Mojun was inattentive, as if he was listening but didn't seem to be listening.

Although the Blood Sect belonged to the Yuheng Sect and was his subordinate, the death of one or two Nascent Souls was nothing to him.

All he wants is force and power.

They sat next to Ling Chengze one after another, silently listening to their conversation.

The Demon Monarch Wu Ya occasionally responded contemptuously and perfunctorily, his voice was soft and gloomy, showing his arrogance and contempt for the world everywhere.

He was not interested in the indirect power struggle between the two high-ranking people who held great power, and he didn't know the name of the place on the third floor of Xia Tian.

But he knew that it was impossible for Ling Chengze to directly ask, like him, whether it was you who attacked Yang Ning.

It's not that what he wants to know, the other party will answer obediently.

Ling Chengze also didn't know Wu Ya's details, and many things had to be done quietly and secretly.

The demon kings may be calm or violent, but no matter what they think in their hearts, they can't lose to the enemy in terms of momentum.

Elegant incense is burning in the luxurious wing rooms with carved beams and painted buildings, and the dining tables are filled with fragrant delicacies from mountains and seas.

Even Da Neng, who has long been fasted, will inevitably drink a few sips of hot tea and cold wine at the banquet.There are also a lot of people who gobble up and gobble it up.

He drank a little wine one after another, moistened his throat, and suddenly felt an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart.

There was something inexplicably wrong in the room.

He patrolled around vigilantly, but found nothing unusual.

However, not long after, a strong drowsiness suddenly came up, but in an instant, the scenery in his eyes was blurred.

When he rubbed his eyes and saw the scene in front of him clearly again, everything was completely different from the previous second.

A shocking chill rushed down his spine into his head.

——He was drugged unknowingly, and this place is no longer the previous restaurant.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed in a bright and spacious luxurious bedroom.

He instinctively planned to jump up and draw his sword to defend, but his limbs were limp and unable to exert strength.

A strong scent of incense diffused in the room, making the body hot.

The cold laughter came to his ears, and he realized at this moment that Lord Wu Ya was sitting by the bed, looking at him with cold eyes.

The Demon Monarch Wuya has already taken off his black cloak, but still wears a mask.As if he had just bathed, a layer of icy water was lingering all over his body, his black hair was flying freely, and a middle coat was casually gathered around his body, the skirt was not fastened, revealing a line of lean and tight muscles and bones.

And one after another, the robes were also taken off, leaving only a thin layer of underwear.

He frowned: "Where is this place? Where is Ling... Xingyan Demon Lord?"

Wu Ya let out a "huh" in surprise: "Didn't you hear it during the banquet?"

He hooked his lips in disdain, and said with a sneer: "As a condition for the two parties to reconcile and settle the matter, he gave you to me."

"You're mine now."

They were silent for a while, then raised the drooping corners of their mouths, and sneered, "Fart."

The Wuya Demon Monarch's figure visibly paused.

After a few breaths, he repeated again: "You don't believe what I said? You didn't hear Xing Yan personally agree during the banquet..."

"I said you fart, you are farting."

It is not known whether Ling Chengze ever said that he would treat himself as an object to him.

Even if it was true, he couldn't obediently follow what the other person thought, showing any expressions of fear, sadness, or pain.

He was once a disciple of Sen Luo Jianmen.

No matter whether the senior brother hides a knife in his smile, or the senior uncle is violent and cruel, he will know it.

He can be both a hypocrite and a villain.

Wuya Mojun laughed a few times, looked at him with interest and cold resentment, and slightly bent down: "I want to see, after I enter you later, do you still dare to say that?" .”

He sneered again: "I originally planned to be gentle with you."

They glanced at each other one after another.

The lingering and rich aroma continuously flowed into the tip of his nose, it was clear at a glance what Wu Ya was going to do.

But he can't be timid.He was already at a disadvantage, once he showed his timidity, he would really lose everything.

Jingqiao's lips were raised high, her smile was beautiful, and she was cold and charming: "You can't do it. If you could do something to me, would you still wait until now?"

He has several powerful life-saving charms on him.If Wu Ya intended to deceive him, he must have done it when he was unconscious just now.Why have to endure until now.

Wu Ya smiled playfully: "Then, let me try?"

He caressed the base of Bai Yu's leg, intending to stretch out his fingers towards Yu Ting.

Yanmu shrank slightly, her knees suddenly curled up, and she kicked at her opponent a moment later.

Immediately afterwards, he gritted his teeth and waved his arm vigorously, a domineering sword light, wrapped in a powerful spiritual energy that shook the sky and the earth, aroused howling cyclones and strong winds, and slashed towards Wu Ya.

He summoned the divine sword lent to him by his master.As an unfilial disciple, when he left without saying goodbye, he brazenly swept away all the magic weapons given to him by the master.

The difference between the realms of Jindan and Yuanying is like an abyss, which cannot be crossed.

But with this sword, some gaps between the two can be bridged.

Although it can't cause any harm to the powerful Wuya Demon Lord, at least it can deter the opponent.

Sure enough, after the opponent avoided the blow, he stopped the action he was planning to insult him just now.

There was some unbelievable surprise in the cold tone: "Wenfeng actually gave you his natal sword?"

Successively, his heart shuddered for a moment, and he probably guessed why Wu Ya held deep resentment towards him.

Wu Ya does know him, and like everyone who knows him, he hates him, the second apprentice who is doted on by Taoist Juechen.

The Demon Monarch Wuya also admires his master.

The two chatted silently for a few breaths.

Wu Ya sneered again: "I didn't expect Wen Feng to become a Taoist partner with you."

One after another, he frowned slightly: "Daoist Juechen is my master."

The two of them are just masters and apprentices, and they have not become Taoist couples.

"Master?" Fenghan's eyes under the mask looked at him mockingly as if he was looking at a fool, a surge of resentment and anger surged: "Which pair of master and apprentice have you ever seen as a gift of the natal sword? This is a Taoist companion Things that will be given between each other."

"If Wenfeng didn't love you deeply, how could he connect his heart and blood, like giving you half of his own natal magic weapon."

What is Wuya talking about? !

Even though he knew that the other party was deliberately talking nonsense to disturb his mind, he still couldn't help being shocked.

Master...loves me? !

……impossible.

He said "Impossible" three times silently in his heart, Wu Ya must be talking nonsense, he wanted to see his heart waver, and then show timidity.

He heard Sen Leng's voice sneer viciously again: "I thought of a good idea."

"I sent a message to Wenfeng, telling him that you are here with me."

"Tell me, when he came, what would he look like when he saw you crying under me?"

He stretched out his long fingers with sharp knuckles, intending to provoke his sharp jaw: "He'd better hurry up, he came too late, and you will suffer for a long time."

One after another, he quickly turned his head to avoid it, changed the angle, raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Then you'd better send a message to Master quickly, so that the whole Xia Tian will know who stole that piece of paper. The Dragon Heart and Dragon Eyes of the Flood Dragon."

He is in deep danger now, and it is his wish for Master to come.

Even if he acts recklessly to the extreme this time and makes a big mistake, but if he is in danger, Master...will definitely save him again.

"Dragon Heart and Longan?" Wu Ya paused once again, and smiled innocently: "What are you talking about?"

The corners of the mouth that were raised one after another carried a ray of presumptuous malice, tinged with a hint of threat: "The one hanging around your neck, isn't it a longan?"

Wu Ya's clothes were not fastened, and around his neck was a shining pearl, which seemed to have a river of galaxies flowing slowly, which was very eye-catching.

When the sword was swung one after another, the sword energy stirred up a ray of spiritual energy in the pearl.

He wasn't really sure what it was, just a guess.And looking at the other person's expression, he knew he had guessed right.

"Don't try to deny it, Zhang Jun'an told me everything." The sneer added a bit of stern momentum, "He left the Cangwu faction with Jiaolong, and told your accomplice the location of Jiaolong. You swallowed the blood on Jiaolong's body alone Secret treasure, if this matter is known,

With a clear voice and a cheerful smile: "You alone, can you defeat all the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Yantian Dao Sect, the Demon Sect, and the Yaozu?"

"You and Xingyan are evenly matched. If my master, uncle, brother, Huantian Daojun, and the demon king..." He said all the powerful Nascent Soul Venerables in one go, "They deal with you together, what do you think? How long can you hold on?"

Venerables don't care about other things, but it's different when it comes to Longxin.

The room was filled with a rich and chaotic fragrance, and the traces of dryness and heat on his body had long been wiped out by the cold sweat all over his back.

This is also thanks to Wu Ya.

But Wu Ya still stood upright, it must be uncomfortable.

The two stared at each other silently, and the atmosphere was deadly and cold.

After a while, the Wuya Demon Monarch sneered coldly and took the lead to break the dull conversation: "Even if people know about it, it won't affect me at all. Even if those people fight together, I won't lose."

They sneered one after another: "I hope you can continue to be stubborn when you are besieged by them."

"I won't lose to anyone. But I'm surprised," the eyes under the mask sank slightly, "that cultivator with the Taoism actually told you this."

"The Cangwu Sect's mountain protection array was activated and took the lives of tens of thousands of monks. Of course, you will be credited for this."

A gleam of coldness flashed across his eyes one after another. At the beginning, Zhang Junan said something that he couldn't understand: Zhang Junan's accomplice knew him, and his situation was very dangerous. Now he finally understands the meaning of this sentence.

"It's not just this one thing. You once went to Qian Tianzong, taught Chen Qi, Sheng Fei, Wang Zhizhuan, Xu Wan and others the exercises, and made them go astray, didn't you?"

The Demon Lord Wu Ya in front of him is exactly that scumbag who takes pleasure in playing tricks on people's hearts and has the crazy idea of ​​going to the theater.

Wu Ya was taken aback: "Who are they?"

Sneered one after another: "I still want to deny it."

Wu Ya thought for a while, and suddenly became interested in chatting, and slowly hooked his lips together: "Do you know where my Dao name comes from?"

One after another, the corners of the mouth also curled up into a touching smile: "None of my business."

Wuya didn't care at all, and Senhan's smile actually brought a trace of tenderness: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless. I am kind-hearted, and I want to save the world."

Leng Yin sneered: "Unexpectedly, you are still a living Bodhisattva who does good deeds and accumulates virtue."

Wu Ya gave the exercises to those who were bullied or in trouble, and let them become his pawns.

He set up a stage, and then sat under the stage, triumphantly watching the "lively and interesting" performances of those chess pieces, making the world a mess.

Although a pawn like Wang Zhizhuan avenged his father, he also lost his life.What's more, the situation of Cangwu Sect - many innocent people were involved in Zhang Jun'an's vengeful anger and killed him.

This crazy critic who takes pleasure in playing with people's hearts actually claims to be a god who saves the suffering.

"Doing good deeds and accumulating virtue are not counted," Wu Ya casually smiled, "I do a good deed every day, saving the world without asking for rewards, and it doesn't matter if I accumulate virtue or not."

"As long as those poor people can escape the suffering in the world, I will be satisfied."

He added: "I save people from fire and water, and I never ask people's names. I really don't know who those people you mentioned just now are."

This crazy critic has done many evils, and the little evil himself doesn't even remember it.

One after another, the eyes flashed with coldness: "You are also instigated behind Yang Ning's matter?"

"Didn't I just say it just now?" The eyes under the mask sneered again, "I never ask people's names, so what is Yang Ning?"

"People from the Blood Sect slaughtered Yangning City, that's why Ling Chengze killed him. You guys are discussing this matter today." You have to spend a lot of time talking, so that the scum who pretends to be crazy can't deny it.

"The Peak Master of the Blood Sect said that someone gave him the secret method of controlling beasts and ordered him to attack Yangning City. Is that person you?"

Wu Ya recalled for a while, then shook his head: "People from the Blood Sect don't have the chance to receive my favor."

"The city you mentioned has no chance to be saved by me."

Suddenly one after another startled.He was already convinced that Wu Ya was behind Yang Ning's massacre of the city.

He wanted to ask why Yang Ning was chosen.

what's in townIs this a chain meter?Is there any other conspiracy behind it?

But the other party didn't recognize it.

Playing a fool and denying it?Or is it really not his doing, and the real culprit is someone else?

Qing Jue narrowed his eyes, carefully examined Wu Ya, trying to see some clues from his half-masked face.

"Has anyone ever told you, don't stare at people like this." Wu Ya raised his mouth, with hints from the corner of his eyes, he glanced at his half body that was still standing tall and unresponsive to the other party.

"Yes." One after another, his face darkened instantly, "He died in Yangning City. I want to avenge him."

"Really?" Wu Ya sneered, "That's great. Although he didn't have the chance to be saved by me, he was freed from the sea of ​​suffering."

"Now, it's time for you to receive my favor and enjoy the beauty of the fairyland with me."

Immediately after raising the sword one after another, the divine sword that was flowing with blue light pointed directly at the opponent.

Wu Ya paused slightly, as if he was thinking about how to avoid this divine sword with fierce aura.

After a while, his eyes darkened, his angle was as weird as a ghost, and he quickly attacked the wrists holding the sword one after another.

Rao how to defend one after another, the difference in level between the two is too much, his combat power is almost nothing in front of the opponent.

The wrist was pinched fiercely, and the Excalibur was released suddenly.

Wu Ya leaned forward, and was about to press one after another under him, when a bright and scorching sun suddenly appeared, like a winding fire dragon, rolling up a violent heat wave in the room.

The figure of Star Flame Demon Monarch Chi Hong appeared in the room.

"No, Ya!" The situation in the room made Ling Chengze furious, he gritted his teeth and let out a low shout of rage.

Taking advantage of the situation, he slashed at the opponent again with his sword, and when he had to stand up and dodge, he protected the treasure he loved so much in his arms.

At this time, Ling Chengze seemed to be furiously about to tear Wu Ya's body into thousands of pieces, which was a little more impulsive than one after another.

But the heavy breathing made it clear at a glance that he was not in a good condition at the moment.

I don't know if he is injured.

I don't know where I am here, how I got here, and how Ling Chengze got here.

But given the current situation of the two of them, it is really inappropriate to fight to the death in a room filled with smoky smoke.

He whispered: "Let's go first."

Ling Chengze was also self-aware of his own situation, even though he was furious, he did not plan to fight Wu Ya to the death at this moment.

The top priority is to rescue the generals one after another.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, swung his sword, and the flames swept across the room.

Then he silently recited a formula, and teleported back to the Lingxiao faction, his own room in an instant.

Sitting on the edge of the bed at the same time, the two let out a sigh of relief.

He frowned one after another: "Are you okay?"

Ling Chengze's body was hot, his breathing was heavy, and he didn't look like he was okay.

"Where is the injury?"

"No injury." The slightly hoarse voice was deep, tinged with guilt and apology, "Did you get hurt?"

"He..." He hesitated to speak, and said slowly, "Sorry, I didn't..."

He failed to protect the deep love in his heart.

As soon as they saw Ling Chengze's expression one after another, they knew that he had misunderstood.

Ling Chengze's misunderstanding in this regard is outrageous.

"Wu Ya didn't do anything to me." He pouted helplessly, "You ask someone to find me a dress first."

However, given the circumstances at the time, he and Wu Ya were fighting together, and both were only wearing jackets, so it didn't seem strange to be misunderstood.

Forget it this time, he doesn't scold people.

"I'm fine. It's you, please seek medical treatment."

"It's not an injury!" Ling Chengze's brows were instantly beaming with joy, and then a little bit of embarrassment appeared, "It's... medicine."

"Poisoned?! Why don't you find a pill to detoxify?!"

"It's not poison, it's..." Sha said hoarsely, with an embarrassed expression on his face, "...take some medicine."

His movements froze one after another, and he subconsciously glanced down at the opponent's robe.

He quickly withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, and asked indifferently, "Do you know how to solve it?"

Ling Chengze nodded with lowered eyebrows.

"Don't go soon."

The scorching red figure staggered towards the bathroom next door.

After waiting in the room one after another until he was about to fall asleep, Ling Chengze changed into a new suit and came out neatly dressed.

Fortunately, this room is big, so he doesn't have to face the corner to the wall like last time.

The faint sound of water is not too loud, which avoids a lot of embarrassment.

Yueying lingered outside the window, the time was quiet, the two people in the room sat and talked in detail, and only then did they know what happened at that banquet.

Both Lingxiao faction and Yuhengzong were afraid that the opponent would set a trap in advance, so they chose the restaurant in Mortal Realm.

It's a pity that no one expected that the Demon Lord Wuya still quietly moved his hands and feet.

He easily bribed mortals, and put drugs and aphrodisiacs in all drinks and food, and even the incense lit in the room also had the effect of aphrodisiacs.

Drugs are used to deal with one after another.A Nascent Soul with profound Taoism will not be stunned by a little drug, it is just a strong aphrodisiac for mortals, and even gods can't resist it.

More than half of the eight demon kings are boys, and they have never encountered such a situation.

Even the patriarch-level Acacia suzerain, did not expect to be tricked by someone in the mortal world.

When the effect of the medicine took effect, the situation in the room was indescribable and horrible.

As soon as he fell into a coma one after another, Wu Ya rolled him up and teleported away, leaving a Nascent Soul of the Yuheng Sect to restrain Ling Chengze.

It took Ling Chengze an incense stick of time to kill his opponents, and they disappeared one after another.

He hurriedly sent people to look for it, and it took a lot of effort to find out where Li Yue was.After being hit by aphrodisiacs, but eager to find one after another, there is no time to relieve, after confirming the location, he directly kills him, unexpectedly, the room is full of floating fragrance again.

He stood upright for most of the day, feeling extremely uncomfortable, barely supporting his reason with great perseverance.It was not until just now that the effect of the medicine was lifted.

I was dumbfounded after hearing it one after another.Not to mention him, even the Eight Great Demon Lords did not expect Wu Ya's methods to be so lowly.

The monks competed in sword fighting, slashed the stars and broke the sky, but they never heard that a group of Nascent Soul Venerables were fascinated by mortals' aphrodisiacs.

When this matter is told, the venerables have no place to put their faces.

The four Nascent Soul Demon Lords originally belonged to Wu