I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

Chang Jingyu's footsteps paused, and he suddenly felt a little helpless, even the scorching sun in the sky felt cool.

"I... I don't know." Chang Jingyu lowered his head, and quickly met Lu Yinshuang's eyes again, "Did senior say that there are also secret works in the Martial Immortal Sect?"

"That person is in a high position, at least above the hall master. The Chonghua sect who sent the file is the demon cultivator I just said was silenced by the soul master. There is no proof of death." Lu Yinshuang's tone was lighter, not wanting to let Chang Jingyu panicked.

"How is it possible? I am familiar with several hall masters. They, they are all reliable elders." Chang Jingyu anxiously defended, "Besides, if the news is revealed, it would be fine to send it directly to the sinking state. Why do you have to go through Dao Wu?" Immortal Gate? Wouldn’t it just increase the risk of exposure.”

Lu Yinshuang raised his arm and touched Chang Jingyu's back, signaling him to continue walking, and the two of them turned into the tree-lined path: "As Fu Qingxiao's disciple, you should know that there are some secrets in the sect that need to be read just by seeing them." There are layers of instructions, and there are prohibition formations to block it, it is as difficult as heaven to spread it directly."

His tone was as calm as usual, like a penetrating clear spring. Chang Jingyu managed to convince himself to be fair and objective, and said with difficulty: "Chonghua Immortal Sect is closely related to Daowu Immortal Sect. There are many files that can be borrowed and shared. If you press Senior deduces that he does have a chance to pass the dossier to Daowu Xianmen."

"I know it's really embarrassing to doubt relatives and friends who get along day and night, but since we cooperate, I will be open and honest." Lu Yinshuang glanced vaguely from the corner of his eye, "You have never heard of Shen Pingfeng, so do you know the name Shen Xu?" ?”

"I really want to have some impressions." Chang Jingyu covered his eyes, and he felt dizzy again, his figure swayed, and Lu Yinshuang gently pressed his shoulders.

He thought about it carefully, peeling away cocoons in his mixed memories, and finally remembered where he had heard this name.

Shen Xu, the second disciple of the former Xianmen sect master, was a blockbuster at the Asking Conference when he was young, but for some reason he failed to make any achievements, and finally died of a sudden illness. All the materials were destroyed, like a phantom that never existed.

Chang Jingyu hadn't heard of it before, but Fu Qingxiao was rarely drunk, and searched the study in a daze, looking for a copy of the formation diagram he had handwritten.

Chang Jingyu helped him find it, and the two searched the study room but found nothing. Fu Qingxiao was almost sober, so he patted Chang Jingyu in the ashes, saying that he forgot, his senior brother died long ago, and there was no need for it. He copied the map again.

"Master misses the days when his brothers and sisters were majoring in Qianmen. He is the youngest, but he is the most cautious. When other disciples skipped classes, he would cover them and copy them." Chang Jingyu sat on the side of the road. On the bench, the golden light spots under the shade of the trees splashed like rain. He squinted his eyes, as if he felt sorry for Fu Qingxiao, "Master succeeded as the head of the sect, but he was separated from the same sect. Although the master didn't tell me too much, but I I think he must be regretful in his heart... No matter what his current status is, if he can know that Shen Xu is still alive, Master will be very happy."

Lu Yinshuang opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say that Shen Pingfeng was framed by the former sect master's disciple, so he had to draw his salary to feign death and escape, but in the end he swallowed the words back and snorted coldly: "He is Shen Pingfeng, the guard of Linyuan Palace now. "

"Senior, don't get excited. I'm not familiar with Senior Shen Pingfeng. If it's his choice, I will naturally respect it." Chang Jingyu raised his head, "Even if there is a traitor in our family, and it's due to our negligence and improper employment, why should Linyuan Palace choose?" What about the careless detainment of the guards who abandoned their past and sincerely joined the sect? Does the emperor of your palace also bear some responsibility?"

His tone was neither humble nor overbearing, and Lu Yinshuang was silent for a moment, as if returning to the tit for tat appearance when they first met.

"Let's get back to the topic." Lu Yinshuang turned his hands away, "The Daowu Immortal Sect destroyed the dossier itself, but the Chonghua Immortal Sect couldn't let the Chonghua Immortal Sect do the same, so this information was finally sent to Jiheng through the Daowu Immortal Sect , was used as evidence to convict Shen Pingfeng, but luckily Emperor Zun stopped it in time, so it did not lead to tragedy."

They took a step back from the bottom line involving each other's sects, Chang Jingyu pursed his lips, thinking that you really insisted on saving face for yourself.

"We still have two paths to investigate in the Realm of Cultivation, one is Daowu Xianmen, and the other is Beihai Lingjia. Yulong Mansion has sent people to join forces with Linyuan Palace to encircle and suppress the remnants of Jingting Island. I hope we can be one step faster than other sects. Let's get some useful information." Lu Yinshuang turned sideways slightly, and reached out to him, "The play is about to start, can we go?"

Chang Jingyu stared at Lu Yinshuang's snow-white fingertips, the unhappiness in his heart disappeared, so Lu Yinshuang pulled him harder, and asked with a smile, "Can't I walk?"

"Then I'll leave you here and see for myself." Lu Yinshuang interrupted his delusions with a wave of his hand.

Chang Jingyu was not annoyed, and quickly followed Lu Yinshuang. When they arrived late, there was a lot of people talking about Yuzhu Fairy who was going to perform on stage today. With such a face, people can't help but automatically make way for him.

Their seats were in front, and after Chang Jingyu sat down, he asked Lu Yinshuang in a low voice: "Senior Yuzhu is one of the most sought-after fairies at present, the leader of the piano club, you can actually invite her to condescend."

"You lamented the wrong person, Linyuan Palace only tells stories." Lu Yinshuang said truthfully, "She owes Zhenjun Yan a favor, and it was Zhenjun Yan who asked her to help."

Chang Jingyu wanted to ask again, but the crystal lamp on the stage had suddenly gone out, so he could only calm down and watch the drama in silence.

When Lu Yinshuang heard the screams of the actors on the stage, he had a headache and pretended to be hearing. He had already read several versions of the stories Xie Qiao handed him, and he settled on the most vulgar one - from the sinking state. The innocent young girl met the spirited young hero in the cultivation realm, and fell in love as usual. After various misunderstandings and plots, the girl successfully cleared her suspicions, uncovered the mastermind behind the scenes, and died of serious injuries in the arms of the young hero. In this day, before this wave of tears dried up, the young hero committed suicide in front of the grave after helping the girl to rectify her name.

Chang Jingyu poked Lu Yinshuang quietly, and when Lu Yinshuang turned around, he saw the audience next to him wiping tears.

In order to facilitate the sale later, practitioners are prohibited from using the magic weapon of the photo-shooting technique at the scene. A man who was lucky enough to use the photo-shooting technique was taken out of the venue by the patrol personnel. Emotionally, handkerchiefs were in short supply for a while.

After the show ended, the applause continued for a long time, and Chang Jingyu was also deeply moved, clapping his hands while saying: "Senior, Yin Xiu really shouldn't be underestimated. After singing the song of Fairy Yuzhu, it's really heartbreaking. I wish I could tell them to stop immediately." To deal with the affairs of the world, get married and retire... It's just whether the image of this demon cultivator is too false."

It was only after Lu Yinshuang solved the spell that he heard the words and gave him a supercilious look: "The state of perdition is so great that there are no surprises."

Chang Jingyu hadn't gotten rid of Yinxiu's influence, looked at Lu Yinshuang affectionately, and grabbed his sleeve through the armrest of the chair: "I will never let senior become a target of public criticism."

Lu Yinshuang: "..." If you don't let go, we will all be watched.

After following the crowd and leaving, you can still hear practitioners blowing Yuzhu Fairy's new song with their friends from time to time on the street, and there are also those who admire Tingqin Club for being so extraordinary that they can still perform unexpected shows in just two days It is so wonderful that people have a new understanding of Moxiu, and they want to tear the traitor from the bottom of their hearts.

Chang Jingyu didn't know whether this brainwashing was good or bad, but at least everyone was no longer hostile to the demon cultivator, and it made things easier for Linyuan Palace.

"When are we leaving for Beihai?" Chang Jingyu asked as he walked,

"Tomorrow." Lu Yinshuang thought for a while, "I have a plan, and I need to discuss the details with Ling Xuhui."

Chang Jingyu nodded, looking at the sign on the street corner, suddenly remembered and said: "I haven't picked up the clothes I ordered last time, so I happened to be on the way, senior, wait a minute."

Lu Yinshuang stood there for a while, Chang Jingyu came back empty-handed, the corners of his mouth curled up briskly, "Let's go back and see, it's a surprise for senior."

"It's not enough to scare me." Lu Yinshuang rubbed the back of his head subconsciously. Although he had changed a hairband, he was still worried that Chang Jingyu would get a blue and green one, which would have the same flavor as Daowu Xianmen.

Chang Jingyu smiled without saying a word, walking like flying.

It was already late when we returned to the contact base, and Ling Xuhui finally appeared in another place. In just two days, he looked much thinner, and his playboy temperament was completely worn away.

The setting sun in the courtyard shimmered through the formation. Lu Yinshuang waited patiently for Yechen to manipulate the formation to eliminate the last remaining poison for Ling Xuhui, and then said: "Go to the meeting hall, I have something to say."

"En." Ling Xuhui responded, picked up the teacup and rinsed away the blood in his mouth, and went to the underground secret room with Ye Chen first.

Chang Jingyu wanted to keep up, but Lu Yinshuang raised his hand to stop him: "Go and rest, I will notify you of the plan later."

"I'm not tired." Chang Jingyu said unwillingly, Lu Yinshuang took him out for a walk to get some fresh air, and then let him go to bed when he came back, just like taking care of a child.

"Then pack your luggage and wash the cloak in my room." Lu Yinshuang casually bypassed Chang Jingyu and sent him to work.

Chang Jingyu now stood at a fork in the road of life, swayed between discussing business and Lu Yinshuang's cloak for a moment, and shouted to Lu Yinshuang's back: "Then senior, you can't hide it from me!"

Lu Yinshuang waved his hand, entered the meeting room, and closed the door tightly.

Without Chang Jingyu present, Lu Yinshuang restrained his faint smile, and Ye Chen politely pulled out the chair for Lu Yinshuang, and stood on one side with his head bowed.

Ling Xuhui, who was crossing his legs, somehow felt that the atmosphere was too formal. He grabbed his hair uncomfortably, coughed dryly and put his legs down.

"Sit down." Lu Yinshuang raised her wrist to signal Ye Chen, and then said straight to the point, "Master Ling, do you dare to bet your life?"

……

Chang Jingyu opened the door lightly and entered Lu Yinshuang's room. Looking around, it was the same layout as his room, but a little messy.

There are a few books scattered on the table, and the bookshelf that occupies half of the wall contains everything from bamboo slips to jade slips, most of which have been turned over. Crystal ice particles and a dozen empty envelopes are scattered on the window sill. There are no windows on the ground floor. On the top is a spar plate with a soft halo, but it is still dazzling after a long time.

The cloak that Lu Yinshuang mentioned was hanging at the head of the bed. Chang Jingyu walked over. The bedding on the bed was tidy, and there was no trace of sleeping. The cuffs of the gray cloak were stained with tea stains. The cold aroma made him feel refreshed.

How busy is Lu Yinshuang these two days that he even accidentally spilled the tea.

Chang Jingyu sighed secretly, took the books on the table back to the bookshelf and arranged them, went to wash the cloak, changed Lu Yinshuang to new tea, and obediently went back to her room to lie down and rest.

Early the next morning, after Chang Jingyu finished washing, he went straight to Lu Yinshuang. He tested the door a little, and found that Lu Yinshuang was indeed in the room, so he gently pushed the door and it was unlocked.

A slight sound came out, and Chang Jingyu saw Lu Yinshuang was resting on the back of the chair with his forehead propped up, and there were two handwritten topographical maps on the desktop.

He suddenly regretted coming at the wrong time, but Lu Yinshuang had already woken up, rubbed his eyes and exhaled.

"Sit." Lu Yinshuang poured a cup of tea and pushed it over.

"Aren't you going to sleep for a while?" Chang Jingyu asked worriedly.

"No need." Lu Yinshuang said indifferently, "Sishi will have a hanging boat set sail outside the city, and Huangming has already been sorted out. We can go directly to Beihai."

Chang Jingyu glanced at Leu Ke, there was still some time.

"What about Ling Xuhui and the others?"

"I asked Ling Xuhui to leave the sound transmission to Ling Shanhai." Lu Yinshuang paused, then continued, "He is willing to use the key and his own life as conditions in exchange for Ling Shanhai to save Ling Hongni, and then go back to Beihai in a fair manner."

Chang Jingyu shook his hand holding the teacup: "Senior... this will inevitably put the Ling Xuhui brothers and sisters in danger."

"Aren't you and I in danger?" Lu Yinshuang asked back, "They have long been unable to stay out of the matter, and you know this too."

"That being said, alas." Chang Jingyu frowned, put down his teacup and said, "Ling Xuhui also agreed, it seems that he has the consciousness to gamble his life."

"Don't worry, I will keep an eye on them." Lu Yinshuang showed a confident smile, rolled up the map and clapped his hands, "Manpower monitoring and protection have been arranged along the way, if they really let them die, the face of Linyuan Palace Where is it?"

Chang Jingyu really couldn't doubt Lu Yinshuang's calmness, and shook his head helplessly: "Even if senior didn't dismiss me last night, I would not object to senior's plan."

Lu Yinshuang stood up and hooked his fingers to Chang Jingyu: "Bring the clothes."

Chang Jingyu had no intention of making any surprises, and obediently handed a set of the retrieved clothes to Lu Yinshuang.

It's not an exaggerated Dao Martial Immortal Sect's fresh color, the pure black cloth is embroidered with dark silver patterns, and it's only under the light that there are a little complicated traces.

Lu Yinshuang was quite satisfied, and stopped at the door of the bathroom before going to wash and change clothes, and said, "Of course you won't object to me, but if it happens, I won't regret it, let alone blame myself for it, I see used to any possible sacrifice...but you?"

Chang Jingyu was stunned on the spot, and it took him a while to recover from the sound of water in the bathroom.

He stroked the teacup, a smile spread from his eyes to his face, and finally he just laughed.

He also got up slowly, took a towel from the wooden shelf in the corner, and handed it to Lu Yinshuang when he changed his clothes and opened the door. Looking at that pale and indifferent face, Chang Jingyu thought to himself, there is probably no more towel in the world. Someone more gentle than him.

The author has something to say: Lu Yinshuang: I'm not, I don't, don't give me money, your master is super gentle.

Fu Qingxiao: I already said don't cue me anymore!

Chang Jingyu: Both of me... (not