Immortal, save me!

Maybe because his gaze was a little intense, those people actually looked over here.

Jiang Zuo suddenly fell to the ground, signaling Huang Chun to be silent.

After waiting for a moment, Jiang Zuo secretly took a look and found that those people were no longer around. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Huang Chun: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zuo: "Someone is here, and I feel like they are here to cause trouble."

Huang Chun didn't believe it: "Who dares to go to Yu State to look for trouble?"

Jiang Zuo: "I think those people are very strange. They are not from the Yu State, nor from the Daqi State, nor even from the Li State. I feel that they should not be provoked."

Huang Chun looked at him suspiciously: "...Then who are they?"

Jiang Zuo shook his head: "I don't know."

Huang Chun rolled his eyes, turned his back to him, and simply fell asleep.

Jiang Zuo sighed, why didn't he believe him? His intuition has always been very accurate.

Just a few days later, their always mysterious and rarely seen demon king actually made some moves. He recruited outsiders as generals of Yu State, and even asked them to take over the tasks of general Bai and continue to complete the half-demon plan.

When Jiang Zui heard the news, he felt that the newly appointed general was probably the same people he had seen a few days ago. The four people in that group were all men. Each of them was dressed in white, and looked like an immortal. The appearance of Daogu.

So next, those few people took action. They drove the mutated half-demon together like cattle and sheep, and killed the disobedient half-demon with a sword.

The country of Yu settled down again, and the people of Yu country who were hiding at home finally began to take to the streets. Everything seemed to be back to what it was before.

Jiang Zuo looked at the bustle outside and felt that there was a rare calm, but he didn't know if this calm was a precursor to the coming storm.

No matter what he thought, he received a letter from his master Ajin that day. In it was a bone whistle that was as white as jade, cold and threatening.

The two of them were startled and gathered around to observe the bone whistle.

Huang Chun: "Where did this bone whistle come from?"

Jiang Zuo: "The master gave it to me. He assigned me a task and asked me to use this bone whistle to control those mutated half-demon."

Huang Chun was dubious: "You rely on a half-demon who can't practice and this weird whistle?"

Jiang Zuo nodded. Although he was a little scared, he felt that he had great fighting spirit. The master entrusted such an important task to him, indicating that he believed in his ability. Otherwise, why not give it to Huang Chun?

Jiang Zuo: "I'm going to start practicing how to blow the bone whistle. Brother Huang, I'll have to rely on you to keep watch these days."

Huang Chun nodded and looked outside boredly. If there was any movement approaching, he would immediately alert Jiang Zui.

Jiang Zuo took a deep breath, picked up the bone whistle, put it to his mouth, and started blowing according to the method written by Luo Jin.

The method is very simple. You need to concentrate and connect your thoughts to the whistle, but it is difficult to operate. It took him a few days to finally get some results. Slowly, he was able to control the birds with the whistle, allowing him to It floats, spins, and attacks other birds at his command.

A month later, Jiang Zuo finally succeeded. He was able to control intelligent species on a large scale.

Just when he was excitedly preparing to implement the plan, news came out from the palace that the Demon King was dead, and the whole Yu Kingdom was panicked for a while.

Huang Chun sneaked into the crowd to inquire about the news. There were many versions of the rumor. One of the most convincing versions was that the Demon King once picked up a book somewhere and relied on that book to defeat the previous Demon King and become the new king. Now, It was also because this book was turned into a half-dead waste.

Huang Chun was so sad that he went back to tell Jiang Zui what happened.

Jiang Zui became even more excited after hearing this. Wasn't this just someone giving him a pillow when he fell asleep? The demon king is dead and the Yu Kingdom is in turmoil. Before the new demon king appears, it is the perfect opportunity for him to take control of the half-demon and control the Yu Kingdom!

The succession to the throne of Yu Kingdom has always been based on strength. If you want to become the Demon King, you must defeat the previous Demon King. If there is no challenger, the Demon King will choose a new king from the powerful group of demons. Now the Demon King directly It's useless, there is neither a challenger nor a designated heir, and the country of Yu is completely in chaos!

Jiang Zuo tightened his grip on the bone whistle and said firmly: "Brother Huang, let's set off to complete the task assigned to us by the master."

……

Luo Jin decided to leave for Yudu the next day after sending a message to Jiang Zuo. Thinking of Wen Junyao, whom he finally met, Mo Yin was ready to say goodbye to him.

Unexpectedly, Wen Junyao has left.

Mo Yin was helpless: "Brother Wen actually left without saying goodbye."

Luo Jin consoled him, "Maybe there's something urgent."

Mo Yin chuckled, took Luo Jin's hand and left.

"Let's go too."

Luo Jin held Mo Yin's hand tightly and nodded: "Yes."

In a high-rise building in the bustling streets of Yicheng, Wen Junyao was confronting his rebels.

"What do you mean?! The following is a crime?! I have no respect for my superiors?!"

Wen Junyao held up the chain on his wrist with anger on his face.

After saying goodbye to Mo Yin that day, Wen Junyao was forcibly brought here by Wang Youyin. Looking at the newly built high-rise building, he had a bad feeling in his heart and was about to leave immediately.

Wang Youyin moved and was in front of Wen Yaojun in an instant, holding his wrist and pressing him against the wall.

The handsome and gloomy young man came close to his ear, his voice was low and sultry, like a cold snake spitting out messages.

"Isn't it good for Master to stay here? This is specially built for Master by my disciple."

Wen Junyao turned away and said in a cold tone: "Get lost! I don't have you as my apprentice!"

Wang Youyin pinched his chin and forced him to look at him, with half-squinted eyes: "Master is really good at changing his face. Just now he said in front of those two people that I was your disciple, how come he has become no more than me now? This apprentice?"

Wen Junyao sneered and looked at him without speaking.

Wang Youyin was not happy. He loosened his grip on Wen Junyao's chin and pressed his whole body tightly against the person in front of him. He softened his tone and sounded very aggrieved: "Master, why do you do this to me? I just want to get Master's attention, but what about Master? He leaves me behind time and time again. Each time he leaves me, he leaves me for at least a few months or for decades at most. Does Master ever think about me even once when he goes out? "

Wen Junyao was silent. This was the only thing he felt ashamed about Wang Youyin. He had nothing to say.

But someone held on to this matter and continued to speak in a soft voice: "Master, no, I know. Master hates me, and I know it, so every time Master leaves, I never stop you, as long as Master He will come back and recognize me as his disciple."

Wen Junyao softened a little: "...when did I hate you?"

Wang Youyin's eyes moved slightly, and Wen Junyao couldn't see his expression. His eyes were not concealed at all, dark and mysterious, with deep malice, and his tone was aggrieved and pitiful that was completely inconsistent with his expression, and the whole thing was inconsistent.

"Master, doesn't he hate me? Then why did Master stand there indifferently and watch me being taken back when we first met? Even though Master later took me back, when I pointed out that I wanted to be Master's disciple, Master I resisted on my face, and later I became out of sight and out of mind. I went out several times. Did Master ever calculate how much time you stayed in the sect and how much time you spent out?"

Wen Junyao: "..."

Didn't this kid warn him not to meddle in his own business when they first met? He resisted accepting him as his disciple because he was afraid that he would not be able to teach him well. He went out to find the entrance back to Xuanling Continent and to look for traces of Mo Yin. He did go out often, and he had not calculated how much time he had spent in the sect. time.

But going out has always been his normal state, even when he was still in Xuanling Continent. Brother Mo was in sharp contrast to him. Every time he left, Brother Mo stayed at Penglai Fairy Island. When he came back Brother Mo is still staying at Penglai Immortal Island and rarely goes out.

Wang Youyin: "Master has not calculated it. I have calculated it. From the first time we met four hundred years ago to now, Master has only stayed in the sect for less than a hundred years. The rest of the time, Master has been outside. Never came back. Master, how do you want me to believe that you don’t hate me?"

Wen Junyao's eyes trembled: "I..."

Wang Youyin continued to be pitiful: "Master, does he hate my background? But I don't want to. I have been dependent on my mother since I was a child. Even though my mother hated me, she never killed me. I dare not go out because those people will Beat me, call me a bitch, and say I’m a prostitute just like my mother.”

"I was tricked out of my home and sold into a brothel when I was six years old. Because I was young, no one wanted me. I stayed stable for two years. When I was eight years old, I was bought. They said I was their master's captive and had to be obedient. Serve that person obediently..."

Wang Youyin lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth. His bright red lips were like the red dress of a female ghost, stunning and dangerous.

"If it weren't for Master, I would have died on the night you saved me."

Wen Junyao felt a little uncomfortable. This was the first time he heard Wang Youyin talk about the past, but it was so heavy. He raised his hand and hugged Wang Youyin hesitantly, and patted her gently, as if to sympathize and comfort.

Wang Youyin narrowed his eyes and smiled slyly, Master, can you teach me how to let go of you? You see, you clearly have me in your heart. Even though you were pressed down by me and had sex, you never resented me. Why can't you let go of your guard and be with me?

Those past events were nothing to him, and they could not stir up any disturbance in his heart, because those people were all dead, and they died cleanly, and even their ashes were fed to the dogs by him.

Master will never know what he did after becoming the chief disciple of Tianyan Sect, what did he do? He used the excuse of going out for training and returned to the place where he was born. His mother died. It was said that she died of a heart disease. The body was left in a mass grave to rot and smell. Perhaps the remaining carrion was picked up by wild beasts. He couldn't find any familiar shadow.

He killed all the people who had bullied him and his mother, and even the dead ones were not spared. The bodies were dug up and thrown into mass graves, and he watched as the wild beasts gnawed away all the bones.

The whole village became empty and became a deserted village. The brothel was also empty, and the corpses were piled together, rotting and smelling like his mother.

Oh, and the family that imprisoned him as a prisoner, there was no one left alive, everyone was dead, he burned them all with fire, and he threw the man's ashes into the leftovers in front of the stray dog ​​and got into it Hungry belly.