Absolutely admire

The two scanned the room, and Cong Rong sighed silently: "Is it useful for you to lose your temper like this?"

As soon as Dai Qingyu heard Cong Rong's voice, he suddenly sighed like an electric shock, got up and pulled the two of them into the house, closed the door, and asked: "How, tell me quickly! What's the matter with Qu Ling? "

Cong Rong broke away his fingers that were tightly clutching his shoulders, and asked him not to move his hands and feet. After listening to him patiently, he repeated everything to Dai Qingyu in detail.

Dai Qingyu's heart, which was originally burning with anger, was suddenly chilled by the ice water.

He sat softly on the stool directly, his voice was quite trembling: "How could it be like this."

If he was only full of anger, reprimand, anger and dissatisfaction towards Qu Ling before, but now there is only heartache and regret left.

Dai Qingyu couldn't understand Qu Ling's nature very well.

How could such a kind person become a demon because of killing and what kind of things he encountered.

He hated, hated himself for being like a fool for not being aware of it in the past five years.Talk about a close friend, but in the end, he didn't do his best for Qu Ling at the critical moment. Not only that, but he always blamed him.

Dai Qingyu's eyes were red, he said: "Then why didn't he come to see me, didn't he even say goodbye to me?"

Cong Rong said: "Qu Ling doesn't want you to see him bewitched. He said that he will apologize to you when he comes back. I hope you can see him in a different situation than he is now."

"Does this king care about this?" Dai Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, then said bitterly, "This king just wants to have a few words with him."

The air became quiet again, and there was silence one after another.

Dai Qingyu said again solemnly: "This king wants to go to Tianchan Temple with you."

"Don't be stupid." Hearing his ridiculous words, Cong Rong said with a dry smile, "You are the demon king of Qingyin Mountain. If you leave, what will happen to Qingyin Mountain? Who will manage it?"

Dai Qingyu still wanted to struggle: "But you don't know that the year of the monkey will be over until you finish your training, and this king can help you catch a few demon cultivators!"

"I understand your feelings very well, but with all due respect, experience is only limited to people in Jiuxiao Mountain. If you do this, we will be judged to be cheating." Cong Rong interrupted him, "And Qu Ling said that he hopes to wait He will see you after all his demons are gone, before that, he would not dare to see you no matter what, so if you go, it won’t be of any use.”

Indeed, it is a fact that Qingyin Mountain needs him, and it is also a fact that Qu Ling does not want to see him now.

How he wished that he could be a king who eats and waits to die as carefree as before, only caring about Qu Ling.

However, when only Qu Ling was left in his world, he realized that he couldn't even protect him. He thought he knew everything about him, but what happened?

It's time for him to grow up and try to be a good king.

At the very least, he had to put on an act until Qu Ling came back, and let him see a different version of himself.

Dai Qingyu looked at Bai Yuan and said, "When are you leaving?"

Seeing Dai Qingyu asking him, Bai Yuan looked sideways at Cong Rong. Cong Rong stopped breathing just after they met him, and hurriedly looked away: "Well... the weather is so good, and there is no need to stay overnight in broad daylight. Now You can go now."

He didn't want to stay at night, if he was in the same room with Bai Yuan again, he would definitely recall all the things that happened last night, he was so embarrassed that he would die, and he would have another sleepless night.

What's more, Qu Ling was still waiting for them at the intersection down the mountain.

Bai Yuan nodded and turned to go out. When Cong Rong followed him, he suddenly remembered something and left a sentence: "Now that cloud of mist should not harass you anymore, remember to send the reward to Jiuxiao Mountain before next month." .”

Dai Qingyu: "..."

He had just changed his mind about this kid, and was about to think about it when they left, thinking about how to thank him so that it wouldn't sound awkward, but at this moment, he threw this thought out of his mind.

On the way down the mountain.

Cong Rong rested his arms on the back of his head, walked leisurely on the soles of his feet, hummed a little tune and said: "This line of work is two demons. I don't think it will be long before our experience will be over."

Moreover, it is said that magic cultivation is the most difficult to handle, but in fact there is nothing difficult to handle...

Well, Cong Rong admitted that he was lucky, and happened to meet the docile Qu Ling and the injured Fan Yunrui.

Qu Ling said: "Just the two of you have practiced, if you encounter danger, can you handle it?"

For example, if you encounter some great demon cultivator whose cultivation base is higher than them.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Cong Rong raised his head arrogantly, pointed to Bai Yuan and said, "This man is invincible, nothing will happen if he's around, so don't worry."

Bai Yuan on the side walked alongside them, and after hearing what he said, his expression was normal and he didn't say a word.

Cong Rong glanced at him secretly, although Bai Yuan's appearance in the morning didn't seem to be unusual, and there was nothing wrong with his expression at this time, it was still an iceberg face, but in his heart he always felt that Bai Yuan seemed to be a little Son's not happy.

Cong Rong stopped and asked tentatively, "Is there something on your mind?"

Qu Ling looked at Cong Rong suspiciously, and followed his gaze to Bai Yuan.

He thought that from the first time he saw Bai Yuan last night, his facial expressions and behaviors were indifferent from the beginning to the end, and he didn't show any expression that seemed to be worried.

Bai Yuan followed his feet and paused slightly, then said in a deep voice, "No."

Cong Rong thought to himself, he wouldn't say anything without him, it's not like asking in vain.

But Qu Ling nodded approvingly, thinking, he really has nothing on his mind.

"Okay." Cong Rong gave up on this issue, he said, "Then where do we go next?"

Bai Yuan replied, "I don't know."

Moxiu's whereabouts are inherently erratic. If there is a definite target and it is easy to find, then how can the experience of defeating Moxiu in Jiuxiao Mountain for a hundred years be so difficult that few people can complete it.

So in addition to ability, it also depends on luck and wide-ranging search and arrest capabilities.Besides, there are not a few people who have completed this experience, some spent one year, some spent three years, or even more than five years, so it is by no means an easy task to complete this experience.

Cong Rong glanced at Qu Ling and said, "Why don't you go to Tianchan Temple first, and try to help Qu Ling get rid of his demons as soon as possible."

Bai Yuan nodded slightly, Qu Ling smiled slightly and said, "Thank you."

An hour passed, and this time Cong Rong Baiyuan and even Qu Ling did not use any means of transportation, and only relied on their feet to walk.

No matter how long the road was, Bai Yuan walked calmly, without panting.Although Qu Ling was quite tired, but not to the point where he couldn't hold on, he didn't say anything.

But Cong Rong's painting style is very different from the two of them. His legs are as heavy as reinforced concrete. Stop talking nonsense.

With a flash of his eyes, he happened to see a wild horse coming from nowhere. Cong Rong didn't care about the origin of the horse, he just thought it could carry him and ran, and immediately became excited like chicken blood, and turned to the horse without saying a word. The horse flopped over, but was grabbed by Bai Yuan and brought back by the collar.

With an aggrieved expression on his face, he waved his hands to the horse farewell without tears. Bai Yuan sighed silently, turned a blind eye to his exaggerated expression, and dragged him away mercilessly.

This time Cong Rong's expression was even more reluctant, he hesitated with his mouth open, and his eyes were fixed on the horse, as if he was going through life and death, Qu Ling was speechless for a while.

All kinds of goblins and spirits are everywhere in Qingyin Mountain. There was no one and no coachman beside the horse just now, no matter how you look at it, you can tell that it is not a decent horse. If you ride it without authorization, you will not cause another trouble.

Dragging and dragging, suddenly a pair of hands wrapped around Bai Yuan's waist unknowingly, he looked down and saw Cong Rong hugging him and crying, "This is not a human life!"

Both Bai Yuan and Qu Ling stopped in their tracks, watching him make trouble for no reason.

"Yu Jian can't do it, not even the winning horse!"

"I want to tell the master master that you abused me!"

"Not only did they abuse me, they didn't even let me sleep well!"

"No matter how bad you are, you can't torture me!"

"Is there any king law!?"

"It's really not a life for people!"

"..."

All kinds of grievances flooded into his heart in an instant, Cong Rong pondered over every sentence before continuing to pour out, clasped Bai Yuan's waist tightly with both hands to prevent him from moving, and made it impossible for him to pretend that he could not hear what he said.

Qu Ling laughed a few times and said, "Young Master Cong, Yu Jian consumes more energy, you can't even go this far, let alone Yu Jian flying, you will lose your strength by then."

Cong Rong looked at Bai Yuan, smiled and said, "Can't you just let him take me flying?"

Bai Yuan sighed helplessly, "What have you learned in the past two years?"

Last time I walked for more than two hours before I started complaining of being tired. Why did I feel so tired this time after only an hour?

Cong Rong said confidently: "I was tired from fighting with that snake in the morning, so of course you won't feel tired watching it. I don't care, you carry me on your back."

Bai Yuan: "..."

Qu Ling: "..."

This feeling of fatigue is only breaking out now, what kind of reflex arc is this?

"Otherwise I won't leave." Cong Rong confronted him to the end, sat cross-legged on the ground and said, "Either carry me on your back or allow me to control the sword, or I won't leave without saying anything."

This childish behavior even made Cong Rong quite uncomfortable. If it was for Mo Yenan or others, he would never do it.

But he just wanted to do this to Bai Yuan, maybe it was because he was close to Bai Yuan, maybe it was because he always tolerated himself in every possible way, or maybe it was because of other reasons.

In desperation, Bai Yuan closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, "Come up."

Cong Rong stood up with a smile, silently waiting for him to take out the Yuan Bingjian and lead him through the clouds and fog.

After a while, Yuan Bingjian was not pulled out, Bai Yuan took the lead in bowing and squatting down with his back to him.

Cong Rong: "..."

What the hell!

There seemed to be a thunderbolt, and Cong Rong said with a gloomy expression: "I just want to fly, can you not obliterate my little wish."

He thought that Bai Yuan would agree to take him to fly with the sword, and he didn't know which muscle of Bai Yuan made a mistake and chose the former - to carry him on his back.

Although Cong Rong thinks that he has lived with Bai Yuan for two years and their relationship is already considered familiar, he still dare not imagine that such a cold person who rejects others thousands of miles away would condescend to carry him !And it was still on the grounds that he was a rascal, his legs were sore and he couldn't walk.

What's even more damning is that this person is still his master. Cong Rongyou felt that he was simply deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors, a big treason.

"It's what you said to memorize." Bai Yuan maintained this movement, not intending to get up, "Hurry up."

Qu Ling also pushed him and said: "Your master is so sincere, you can go up."

Cong Rong: "..."

He looked at Qu Ling expressionlessly, wondering in his heart that this guy might be smiling, and then kept laughing at him in his heart for being like a bastard, who had to be carried around to walk a little.But looking at Qu Ling's faint smile, which is calm and healed, it doesn't seem like someone who would have such thoughts, and I am very grateful for it.