I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

Lu Yinshuang's expression was really unfriendly, Chang Jingyu gave a dry cough, and suddenly felt a dull pain all over his body.

"I'll talk about my problem later, let's solve Yuan Chenzi's problem first." Lu Yinshuang raised the corner of his mouth lightly.

Chang Jingyu said with a heartbeat: "Senior, don't you want to kill people."

Lu Yinshuang raised her eyes gently: "Do you have an opinion?"

Chang Jingyu persuaded: "How to deal with this person will still be left to Wei Haicheng to judge. He robbed people and belongings in the street, and even attacked and seriously injured several arresters in the Law Enforcement Hall. The interrogation is clear."

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in robbing Wei Haicheng's job." Lu Yinshuang sat down at the table and rummaged through his Qiankun bag for his coat. The clothes he usually wore were still in the bedroom. When he decided to leave, he simply grabbed two coats. It's a low-key set, and the only one with spells is the one that blocks Chang Jingyu's explosion.

"By the way, thank you for the clothes, senior." Chang Jingyu remembered now, and respectfully returned the cloak with both hands.

Lu Yinshuang saw that the black satin was still stained with a lot of blood.

"I'll see you off." Lu Yinshuang turned his eyes away in disgust, looking at the fire.

Chang Jingyu froze for a moment, noticed the slightly deeper marks on the collar, and couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

"Oh... sorry, I will use the Cleansing Art to clean it up." Chang Jingyu said seriously, he really didn't have the extra spiritual power to do this right now.

"Do you think I can't?" Lu Yinshuang clicked his tongue impatiently. It's not a problem with Jingchen Jue, he just can't accept it psychologically.

Chang Jingyu said in his heart that Lu Yinshuang was really difficult to serve, but after all, he was rescued with good intentions. After a closer look, he also had a good defensive formation, how could he accept things for nothing.

"Then, how about I wash it twice?" Chang Jingyu tried to convince Lu Yinshuang that you can't wash it by hand.

Lu Yinshuang couldn't help sighing, he remembered fighting Chang Jingyu in the past—although they didn't really fight too many times, he was a star-like figure in the realm of cultivation and righteousness, and he was holding a pair of pure and unearthly fireworks. Wei is airy, as if he was born to be held in the palm of the Dao Wu Xianmen.

Not to mention washing clothes, Lu Yinshuang even felt that Chang Jingyu didn't even know how to put on clothes.

"No need." Lu Yinshuang sighed, "Take it and change it, keep it for wearing."

Chang Jingyu hesitated, and carefully folded the clothes, "Then the younger generation should be respectful rather than obedient."

Lu Yinshuang picked up the teacup and sipped it, while Chang Jingyu refastened his belt facing the mirror in front of the window, and gasped as he touched the wound on his neck.

"Speaking of which, I haven't consulted senior's name sect yet." Chang Jingyu sat down and said, "Junior Chang Jingyu is a disciple of Dao Martial Immortal Sect...Xianmiaotang."

"The surname is Lu." Lu Yinshuang said simply, "casual cultivators."

Hearing this, Chang Jingyu regretted accepting the cloak. Loose cultivators have no schools or sects, and resources are inevitably lacking. Moreover, Lu Yinshuang is not even proficient in drawing the spirit-cutting formation. He should be a swordsman. The cloak was attached to it The array is obviously not his own handwriting.

Just as Chang Jingyu wanted to find a reason to pay him back, lest Lu Yinshuang think he looked down on him, Xuan Lingzi ran up with a medicine box in one hand and a water basin in the other.

Chang Jingyu saluted slightly, "Thank you, Senior Xuanling, go get busy."

"That's good." Xuan Lingzi couldn't help telling him when he left, "There are no high-grade wound medicines in the store for the time being, remember to go to the medical center later."

"Well, I know." Chang Jingyu agreed obediently on the surface.

"Senior Lu, there is something I don't know whether to ask or not." He soaked a soft cloth in warm water and twisted it, skillfully wiping off the dried blood.

"It's not appropriate to ask." Lu Yinshuang lit a flame on his fingertips, roasted the tea to a suitable temperature, and resolutely refused amidst the dense smoke.

Chang Jingyu was polite and polite, and said unmoved: "Senior, why are you so familiar with the formation of Dao Wu Xianmen?"

"The Order of the Heavenly King of Taoism is not a rare spell, and it is still hidden in the noble family." Lu Yinshuang showed off his skills calmly, "I am familiar with the formation from Liangyi to Jiugong at the beginning of your set of Taoism."

Chang Jingyu remained silent. If he had doubts about Lu Yinshuang's attitude at first, but now that Lu Yinshuang spoke clearly, he would not be wary anymore.

It's just that senior, you are a casual cultivator, and you said that the decree of the Heavenly King is not rare, how many rare objects do you have.

The collar was a little in the way, so Chang Jingyu untied it a little, and couldn't help taking a breath while applying the medicine.

Lu Yinshuang turned her head and cast her scrutinizing eyes on the mirror stage. It would be too much to ask him to feel guilty about Chang Jingyu, but it was a little weird.

According to his understanding of Chang Jingyu, why is this sect master's direct disciple, Fu Qingxiao's precious apprentice, so tolerant and experienced in dealing with injuries at a young age?

Chang Jingyu's hand holding the cloth roll trembled, and the water basin was dyed red. He gritted his teeth and wrapped a bandage around his neck twice.

"Master Fu Qingxiao?" Lu Yinshuang suddenly realized something, and his tone was cold.

Chang Jingyu was taken aback for a moment, Lu Yinshuang's serious sitting posture was reflected in the mirror, and his sharp eyesight was undeniable.

"Indeed, I am the sect master's direct disciple." Chang Jingyu stared at the bronze mirror, the young man's clear voice became dry for a moment, his eyelashes trembled, and his amber eyes were cast with dark and unclear shadows.

Lu Yinshuang was not good at it, or he had no interest in taking care of other people's emotions at all. When he got a satisfactory answer, he looked away and made himself another cup of tea.

Chang Jingyu's identity was still the same, Lu Yinshuang relaxed a little bit, he thought for a while, and eased his attitude: "Respecting the teacher, can you still... okay?"

Lu Yinshuang almost babbled, but he was still alive, so he took the words back.

Chang Jing Yuxin said that your suspicious pause is to wish my master well or not.

"The teacher is preparing for the questioning conference in three months with the heads of all sects." Chang Jingyu chose a factual statement, calmly as if the change just now was just an illusion.

Lu Yinshuang had a thought, he also intends to participate in the Asking Conference, but right now he needs to rely on Chang Jingyu to do a few things.

"Senior, are you interested in asking questions?" Chang Jingyu asked while wiping his hands.

"Let's watch the time." Lu Yinshuang said ambiguously.

Chang Jingyu planned to invite Lu Yinshuang to go with him, to help out as much as possible on the way, and to repay Lu Yinshuang for saving his life.

Wait until the venue to say goodbye, let this relationship end here.

"If the seniors don't give up, it's better to be with... um."

"Ok?"

Lu Yinshuang turned her head inexplicably, and saw Chang Jingyu frowning tightly, covering her mouth with a painful expression.

Chang Jingyu spoke in a hurry, and accidentally bit the red and swollen tip of his tongue. The stinging pain almost caused him to burst into tears. He pointed to his tongue and shook his head to express that it was fine.

"I saw that you bite crisply in the battle, and I thought it was commonplace." Lu Yinshuang smiled.

Chang Jingyu said in his heart that no one cares about pain when lives are at stake, but he couldn't speak for a while, and stared at Lu Yinshuang aggrievedly.

Lu Yinshuang smiled even more happily, and even deliberately adjusted a sympathetic face, doubling the level of sarcasm.

This Senior Lu really has enmity with Daowu Immortal Sect.Chang Jingyu thought angrily.

"Cough, I'm sorry, I lost my composure." Lu Yinshuang stood up, walked unhurriedly to the front of the mirror stage, and looked down at Chang Jingyu.

It has to be said that even though Chang Jingyu is still a child in the foundation-building period, Lu Yinshuang secretly balances himself a lot when his already clear and bright face turns into anger from embarrassment.

"Open your mouth and take the medicine." Lu Yinshuang raised her hand to pinch Chang Jingyu's chin, and took out a bottle of medicine powder from the Qiankun bag.

Chang Jingyu didn't take any precautions, and opened his mouth obediently, if he wanted his life, Lu Yinshuang would not have saved him as early as in the battle.

Lu Yinshuang dexterously lifted the cork with his fingertips, and the finely ground medicine powder was thrown up by him, causing Chang Jingyu to cough violently.

He caressed the body of the bottle absent-mindedly, and a thought of endless trouble came out, constantly vacillating between principles and interests.

After all, he was a Mahayana Demon Cultivator, so if he killed Chang Jingyu just because of his failure in his previous life—a child who would show anger because of his own ridicule, it would be too disrespectful.

"Senior?" Chang Jingyu tried to speak, the burning pain was like a layer of sweet spring water, and the swelling subsided unconsciously, and the faint pain left by the internal injury disappeared completely.

He was secretly surprised, this immediate effect is definitely a top-grade panacea, and Lu Yinshuang poured out half a bottle of it.

"Let's pack up and go, and get hurt before the effect of the medicine wears off." Lu Yinshuang stroked his sleeves, knocked on the ring, and called Feilu up.

Since I don't want to solve the problem for the time being... Lu Yinshuang sighed, let's find a way to solve the problem.

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