The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Thirty-four led the crowd to set off, all the way to the south.

At this time, the sky was in the state of breaking dawn, as if a drunken celestial being casually disturbed the broken clouds of the day, a little golden-red light leaked from the gaps in the clouds, the color was like a pillar of lacquer peeling off from the red face.

Thirty-four led the way, and Xu Pingsheng followed behind him, looking back frequently, very concerned about the young man with a tear mole holding a fan.

The young man noticed his gaze, and smiled slightly under the faint morning light.

Xu Pingsheng thought about it, and smiled back at him.The smile is rather unskilled, but enough from the heart.

He turned around happily.

For some reason, the young man's smile made him feel very happy, as if he had been waiting for so many years, all he wanted was this safe and sound smiling face.

Thirty-four looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Be happy."

Xu Pingsheng happily pulled up the square scarf covering his neck to cover his scar, covered his mouth, and argued with him in a muffled voice: "...No."

The waking corpses are different, but they all have the same stubbornness, especially the shoddy ones like Xu Pingsheng. Years ago, he gave up his plan to restore his memory.

However, he had heard people mention the previous Xu Pingsheng, in comparison, the current Xu Pingsheng seems to be more pleasing to the eye.

Thirty-four turned around in front of him, pulled down his handkerchief a little, and saw the upturned lips: "... yo, you're laughing."

Xu Pingsheng immediately suppressed his smile, widened his eyes, and made a full-fledged look of anger.

Thirty-four laughed out loud, and pinched the tip of his nose, which made Xu Pingsheng flinch, then stretched out his arms, and put them on Xu Pingsheng's shoulders with ease.

Xu Pingsheng thought about it, and endured it again, but he didn't bother with him.

At this moment, Thirty-four knew that he was really in a good mood, and the handicap started again, and he went to rub his hair like a big dog. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hands touched his hair, Xu Pingsheng brushed his hair with quick eyes and hands. Opened him, and almost pushed him off the sword: "...she tied it for me. Don't touch it."

Thirty-four staggered a little before he stood still, Yaqing's eyes were filled with doubts: "'Her'? Who is it?"

"She..." Xu Pingsheng blushed slightly, "It's her. She said my hair was messed up, so she tied a hair tie for me."

Thirty-four immediately quit: "Do you have a conscience? I've tied your headband so many times, what's wrong with touching you? Ah? What's wrong?"

Following behind the quarreling master and servant, Meng Chongguang still had some complaints, ready to say something bad about Thirty-four: "Brother, he is a man of the devil..."

"When did you value the difference between immortals, demons, and ghosts so much?" Xu Xingzhi shared a sword with him, and had a panoramic view of his changes in expression. He didn't know what was going on in this little thing's mind.He clenched the thin bamboo fan tightly, and deliberately poked a cinnabar mole on Meng Chongguang's forehead, with a half-smile, "... huh?"

Meng Chongguang's forehead was already sensitive to the monster core, how could he bear Xu Xingzhi's half provocative and half angry touch, his momentum weakened by half, and he covered his forehead and muttered softly: "I mean..."

"... If he can bring me directly to Jiuzhideng, it will save me trouble." Xu Xingzhi hooked his neck and blew on the base of his ears, "Don't worry."

Meng Chongguang's mind is very small, at most the size of a pin nose, when he reflected on his concealment of his senior brother, he couldn't help but blame Thirty-four.

If Thirty-four hadn't rushed to look for the senior brother rashly, the senior brother wouldn't have rushed to find Jiuzhideng in anger, which resulted in the separation of the two for 13 years...

Just thinking about this, Meng Chongguang is very unhappy, not to mention that this person hooks his shoulders when he sees his senior brother, which is really hateful.

"If he has united with the Demonic Dao, he wants to make a fool of himself, and take the opportunity to go to Dawu Mountain to embarrass Senior Sister Yuan and the others..."

"Although Thirty-four would not do such a thing, we still have to take precautions. If the devil dares to make trouble for Ru Zhou..."

Xu Xingzhi tilted his head and smiled: "...Then they are courting death."

Xu Xingzhi, who had flamboyant eyebrows and eyes, had a seductive attitude. Seeing that Meng Chongguang's throat was on fire, he couldn't do anything. He felt uncomfortable, so he could only hook Xu Xingzhi's side cheek with his fingertips, forcing him to face She leaned over and sucked his lips cherishingly.

Xu Xingzhi was so happy to be kissed by him: "Okay, okay, don't make trouble. It's so tall, it's too windy."

Qu Chi looked at the two snuggled up with a smile, his eyes were warm, and he habitually stretched out his hand to the side to hold it, as if he was still inseparable from a person beside him.

When the palm was empty, Qu Chi's eyes were also empty.

However, within a few moments, he quietly concealed his loneliness, turned his head to look at the sky where the sun suddenly appeared, and became dazed.

Xu Xingzhi and Meng Chongguang separated quickly. He pressed Meng Chongguang's shoulder, jumped up, and when he fell again, he was already hanging on Qu Chi's back.

Qu Chi's sword body was slightly shaken by a sudden extra person, but Qu Chi has always been very stable, being laid on Xu Xingzhi's back, the solid weight only made him feel at ease: "... All right, I'll let it go."

It was rare for Qu Chi to make a joke, but Xu Xingzhi didn't answer him.

He went over Qu Chi's shoulder, took his jade-handled whisk, and stuffed another thing into Qu Chi's palm: "Hold it well."

... This is the kit he took from Meng Chongguang's arms during the kiss, and it contained Tao Xian's broken soul.

When it fell to the Qiemo Mountain, Qu Chi was still holding the slightly shining brocade bag cherishingly, feeling a little dazed.

What Meng Chongguang said just now lingered in his ears: "...If you want him to possess a living thing, you don't have to think about people, birds, beasts and fish. His soul has only a thread left, and it is extremely weak. When encountering a living soul, it can only be swallowed immediately."

"If it is possible to possess a dead object and help it come back to life, but this remnant soul can only survive among insects and ants at most. And his six senses and five senses have been dissipated, even after resurrection, he will not Remember what you were born to be, let alone... remember who you were when you were alive."

"Besides, Senior Brother Qu, make a decision early. This remnant soul is really weak. I will do my best to protect him, but I can only keep him alive for three days..."

After landing, Qu Chi looked around, and a lonely young tree was first seen in front of his eyes.

Xu Xingzhi heard Qu Chi murmuring behind him: "...Peach tree."

Qiemo Mountain is located in Nanzhou, where it is humid and hot, so it is not suitable for planting peach trees. This small, skinny peach tree was eaten by some gluttonous bird, and it was digested here thousands of miles away.

Among the tall and straight metasequoia trees that are evergreen in winter, the little peach tree showed a pitiful look of trying to survive, shrinking its head and being cautious, with one or two ugly small flowers blooming on the branches, presumably it will never bear fruit in the coming year.

For some reason, seeing this small tree that resembled that person so much, Qu Chi already had an answer in his heart.

... The tree is weak and its spirit is gone.

Here, perhaps, is its best home.

Holding the kit in his hand, he walked towards the small tree, opened the kit, and let the thin star shine out.

The little remnant soul wandered out in a daze, turned a few times, and bumped into the shriveled pink peach blossom. It hugged the petals, trembled with the petals, and finally recognized the way. Swimming back like a small fish, he obediently slipped into Quchi's long sleeves.

Qu Chi controlled the remnant soul with his palm, held it in front of his eyes, and said softly: "Go in first. I will definitely come to pick you up in the next spring."

The remnant soul couldn't understand what he was talking about, so it lay in his palm with peace of mind, and he carried it to the branch. After a little half of it had melted into the branch tip, it seemed to wake up. Two small hand-like tentacles emerged from the soul, hooking the winding fingertips.

But its strength is too small, it can't grasp anything, and it has disappeared in the branches in an instant.

After placing Tao Xian's remnant soul, Thirty Four led Xu Xingzhi and others to shuttle between the mountains.

Since entering the mountain, Thirty-four didn't say a word anymore, and he appeared to be frightened by the heavenly beings, which was really not like his usual unrestrained behavior.

Xu Xingzhi asked him curiously: "What exactly do you want to show me?"

Thirty-four was silent, and Xu Pingsheng was clearly aware of what they were going to see, but he also kept silent and asked Thirty-four, "Are they going out?"

Thirty-four replied concisely: "There should be some left."

This thoughtless conversation made Xu Xingzhi more suspicious, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at Qu Chi.

He remembered that Qu Chi said that he met Thirty-four on the way.

I have a good relationship with Thirty-four, so I believe what he said, but Qu Chi only had a relationship with Thirty-four before, and his temperament has always been stable. Look, and given quite reliable evidence, he would never be willing to expose the whereabouts of the wild people to Thirty-four.

Just as Xu Xingzhi was turning back and forth, Thirty-four suddenly stopped in front of an old willow tree.

He turned back to Xu Xingzhi: "...Xingzhi, many years ago, I was ashamed of your delivery."

Thirty-four had a rare serious look, as if behind the willow tree was a secret that couldn't be more serious.But his naturally charming eyes were obviously not born for seriousness, they were too solemn, which made Xu Xingzhi chuckle instead: "...Why are you bringing up this matter again?"

Thirty-four cannot be blamed for failing to take good care of the nine lamps and causing him to rebel. 13 years ago, Thirty-four was young. He only cared about swordsmanship in his heart, and he never cared much about external things. Even Xu Xingzhi was surprised. Such Thirty-four could remember a promise made by a fellow Taoist 13 years ago so deeply. .

Thirty-four stopped talking, stretched out his sleeves, Xu Xingzhi felt the wind blowing against his face, the divine light separated and reunited, and the yin and yang suddenly appeared.When I can open my eyes again, the world in front of me will change, it is a secret place in the mountains, with clouds and thatched huts, leisurely pavilions and long streets, like a secluded peach blossom garden.

Before Xu Xingzhi had time to look around here, a cultivator in plain clothes and Gejin flashed out from the corner in front of the secret place, and happened to see Thirty-four who was leading the way.

He bowed politely to Thirty-four: "...Young Master Thirty."

After saying hello, Fang felt that there was a visitor coming behind Thirty-four.

He glanced over Thirty-four's shoulders, and after only one glance, the incense burner, which was still smoking in his hand, suddenly fell to the ground, splashing the incense ash all over the place.

Xu Xingzhi also saw the man's face clearly, and held his breath for a moment: "...you..."

The man stretched out his hand to press the sword, and walked two steps in the direction of Xu Xingzhi like sleepwalking, and then shouted out of thin air: "Everyone come out! Come out! It's Senior Brother Xu and Senior Brother Qu! It's—"

This shout seemed to have stripped the strength of his whole body. After shouting, his tough face collapsed like hills, and he knelt down on the ground crying, his knees slammed on the ground with a bang, For a full 13 years, it seemed that he had been walking on his knees step by step in the past 13 years.

He supported the blade of the sword with one hand, and cried out with tears in his eyes: "Disciple of Fengling, Your Majesty of the Guangfu, Cai Canglan of Luzhou, see you brother!!"

Cai Canglan called out, and countless people ran out from among the thatched huts.

The clothes on their bodies were washed white and worn out, but they could all tell that they were the uniforms of the old four sects, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with them.

Xu Xingzhi's lips faded from white to red again, hot blood surged up in his chest, rushing to his eyes to blur.

... 13 years, 13 years enough to dry up a person's blood.

He thought that, except for those who escaped from prison with a deep hatred, no one would be willing to be stupid, clinging to the name of the four sects and refusing to leave.

Thirty-four stood with a sword, watching Xu Xingzhi: "I, Thirty-four, have never owed fellow Taoists. There is no need to count all the disciples who have been separated over the years. There are 300 people in Fengling Mountain, and 35 people in Danyang Peak. The disciples who fled from Ying Tianchuan 370 eight people, I will protect you at Thirty Four."

Xu Xingzhi laughed with a trembling voice: "...fool."

Thirty-four followed him and smiled: "Including me and Xu Pingsheng, there are a total of 610 idiots, who are at your disposal."

... At the same time, on Jiejian Island in Ying Tianchuan, ten corpses were lying on the ground lined up, their bodies wrapped in white cloth.

Nine Zhideng opened the white cloth with a sword, and saw red and white things flowing across the bottom, with heads in the shape of rotten watermelons, but they could still make out the faces of those who were dying. At the last moment of his life, he saw some fierce ghosts and gods.

Nine Branch Lamps stared at their wounds for a moment, then withdrew the blade of the sword: "The color is dark purple, and the shape is like a gnat. It is the mark of a will-o'-the-wisp burn."

Zhou Yunlie on the side said: "It must be the work of the ghost clan."

Jiuzhideng was noncommittal, turned around and asked the demon disciple who found the body: "How is Ying Tianchuan now?"

The disciple cupped his hands and said respectfully: "Master Huishan, after the body was discovered last night, the Hechuan Great Formation has been activated, and no birds have come out. The murderer who killed all the disciples must still stay in Yingtianchuan!"

Jiuzhideng ordered concisely: "Search."

After saying that, instead of looking at the scattered demonic disciples, he turned around and looked at Zhou Yunlie with a cold expression: "Master Zhou Chuan is good at using spears, right?"

Zhou Yunlie's face was tense, he couldn't see any clues, and his answer was also tactful: "I don't dare to do it, the mountain master is absurd."

The sword in the hand of Jiu Zhideng trembled loudly, and the sword came out of its sheath. Zhou Yunlie's eyebrows twitched slightly with the sound of the sword, and then he used the tip of the sword to lift the white cloth again, and said in an indistinguishable tone: "This ghost is using a gun. Master Zhou Chuan can tell, what kind of marksmanship is he using?"

Zhou Yunlie's expression returned to calm after a slight shock, as if his face had been baked into a single piece of iron by the pill furnace for many years: "...It is Ying Tianchuan's marksmanship."

He cherishes words like gold, and he is unwilling to say one more word. Because he is not in a hurry to make excuses, he does not show any guilt.

Nine Branch Lamp: "Oh?"

"Back then when Ying Tianchuan surrendered to you, there were more than a hundred disciples who escaped." Zhou Yunlie speculated slowly, "Maybe they sneaked into Sichuan secretly and waited for an opportunity."

Jiuzhideng looked down at the corpse: "...the number of marksmanship methods reminds me of a person."

Zhou Yunlie's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively wanted to observe his words, but he met two lacquer-like gazes.

... Jiuzhideng was not looking at the corpse, but at him.

Demonic people usually have different eyes, which are usually not easily revealed. Jiuzhideng looked at him at this time, but it was out of the ordinary. His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of transparent red mist, making it difficult for people to see clearly what was hidden underneath. mood.

Zhou Yunlie seemed to be stepping into an abyss, the cold sweat exploded on his back, and the tingling feeling like ants and insects climbed all the way up from his calf.

...Could it be that Beinan was discovered?

He secretly mobilized his spiritual power and waited for the nine-branch lamp to attack, but his palms were already sweating.

However, after Nine Branches covered the shroud again, it easily retracted the sword back into its sheath.

The crisp sound of the blade slipping into the sheath made Zhou Yunlie secretly heave a sigh of relief. Before Khan could fall, he heard Nine Branch Lanterns say in a low voice: "Master Zhou Chuan, disciples will need some time to search Sichuan. You I practice alchemy all the year round without leaving home, so I would like to visit your alchemy room and see your newly refined elixirs, okay?"

On the Qiemo mountain stream, Xu Xingzhi and Thirty-four sat side by side.

With clear wind and clean water, and white clouds expressing love, Xu Xingzhi turned the "free pen" into wine glasses, poured out two glasses, and brought one to Thirty-four.

The clothes on Xu Xingzhi's left shoulder were completely soaked, it was the trace left when a female disciple of Fengling hugged him and cried bitterly just now, faintly depicting the shallow mark of the collarbone.

After the initial ecstasy and ecstasy, everyone began to think about more realistic issues.

The disciples wanted to know how they lived in the wilderness, and Qu Chi also wanted to know what the disciples had seen and heard in the present world. However, Xu Xingzhi was neither in the present world nor in the wilderness. Going to count the disciples of each family, register and make a list, and answer questions by the way, leaving Meng Chongguang and Xu Pingsheng to assist, while he and Thirty-four went out of the secret realm together, coming here to drink and gossip.

Thirty-four took the cup, drank it all in one gulp, let out a "huh", tears fell first.

He is Xu Xingzhi's swordsman, not a drinking buddy, and he can only drink two or two if he can drink up to the sky.

Thirty-four wiped away the hot tears from the corners of his eyes with his thumbprint, and pushed the cup back to Xu Xingzhi: "Full up."

"Good at drinking?" Xu Xingzhi poured the wine into the cup for him.

"...It's still the same." Thirty-four said, "I've been so busy for these people, how can I have time to drink?"

"How did you find them?"

"Xu Pingsheng." Thirty-four said with a smile, "When I picked him up at the back mountain of Fengling, he was crazy. Besides calling your name, he would only call 'Qiemoshan'. I thought you were there huh? When I came here, I looked around and saw a bunch of people squatting, and my head was so big. The little bastard lied to me so hard."

Xu Xingzhi laughed, and he could even imagine the look of Thirty-four dumbfounded and wishing he could turn around and run away.

"Is that how you manage them?"

"Whatever it is?" Thirty-four made an exaggerated expression, "I've already met them face-to-face, and they still dare to let me go? I said, 'Sorry to bother you, I'll leave first if you talk slowly', Why don't they rush forward, one by one with one sword, and chop me up to silence me?"

Xu Xingzhi was happy, and clinked glasses with him.

Thirty-four drank another cup, hissed and gasped from the spicy heat, and spoke with a bit of a tongue: "I have three chapters with these people: I will provide them with spiritual stone treasures for hiding and cultivation, to keep them safe; accordingly, I will This is not a prison, and they can leave at any time, but before they leave, they must come to me and leave a name with me. After going out, they must also be moral, no matter before death or after drinking, they must not leave everyone's hiding place Speak out. If anyone dares to flee privately or betray everyone, don’t forget that I am a person of the devil’s way, at the end of the world, if he lives, I will make him die without a whole body; if he dies, I will make him shatter his bones.”

Since the young man is of the same origin as his uncle, once the crow-colored phoenix eyes are sharp, they are like knives like swords, but soon, the cold light like the tip of the knives is diluted by the mist from the alcohol : "...But you all seem to be on the right track. Over the years, many people have left, and there is not a single informant."

"...how much have you walked?"

After drinking two glasses of wine at Thirty-four, his face became hot and his eyes lit up, and he settled accounts with Xu Xingzhi like a treasure: "In the first year, not many people left. But at the end of the third year, a large number left, and in the fourth year It was the one who walked the most, a total of 730 six people went. Later, they walked less... By the way, there are also those who wandered outside for a few years and came back again."

"So many people, how did you keep them for so many years?"

Thirty-four relaxed and said: "Hey, you also know that the magic way has always ignored me. I am a loner, and I am lonely. For the past 13 years, I have been the head of the magic way. No one dares to tell me right from wrong."

Xu Xingzhi looked back at the old willow tree, wondering how much effort and time it would take to maintain that paradise.

Those are not the 13 years of others, but the 13 years of the unrestrained, free and easy person like Sansi.

Xu Xingzhi poured him a third glass of wine: "You have worked hard for so many years."

Thirty-four really can't drink enough, already drunk, leaning cross-legged on the side of the rock beside the dead tree, hooking him with the corner of his coquettish eyes: "It's only 13 years, not bad. I thought you wouldn't come back."

Xu Xingzhi was a little curious and asked him, "What if I really can't come back?"

"If you can't come back, I'll continue to raise it for you." Thirty-four held the cup in both hands, drinking the wine as if drinking tea, dyed his upper lip brightly, "Whenever people run away, I'll go find Jiuzhideng."

"Why are you looking for him?"

The young man sat dizzy, put down his wine glass, and pillowed the aroma of the wine on Xu Xingzhi's shoulder, hiccupped: "... find him to have a hearty fight and avenge you."

Xu Xingzhi leaned against him quietly, knowing in his heart that the friendship between the two of them can only be warmed up for a day or two, and when the novelty wears off, it will probably be another fight.He will rely on this little kindness, chasing after his ass to compete with swords, and he will be so annoyed that he wants to kick him away.

He can see the future full of fireworks between the two at a glance, so such moments of warmth are extremely rare.

Xu Xingzhi said calmly: "Thank you."

Thirty-four stretched out his hand to pluck Xu Xingzhi's hair, but his hand was out of focus, and he couldn't pluck it when he touched it, so he regretted doing so: "...Thank you for your size. Compete with me for a sword fight."

"Hey." Xu Xingzhi felt amused that he could bring up the topic of sword competition after he was drunk, "It's business, don't spoil the scenery."

"...Competition of swords." Thirty-four stubbornly stretched out a finger and waved it in front of Xu Xingzhi's eyes, "It's agreed...Competition for a lifetime."

Xu Xingzhi poured himself a glass: "Who told you, huh?"

Thirty-four's articulate right now is already chaotic, Xu Xingzhi was afraid that he would accidentally bite his tongue: "You forgot, when we first met, you promised me..."

After all, he grabbed Xu Xingzhi's arm and asked: "...Do you still remember how we two met?"

Xu Xingzhi pressed the cup to his lips and thought about it.

After a while, he said in surprise, "I don't remember."

... Time has really passed too long, so long that he can no longer remember what it was like when the two met, it seemed that they met on the road in an ordinary way, you didn't like me, I didn't like you, they had a fight , met immediately, and became a Taoist friend for half a life in a daze.

Xu Xingzhi asked Thirty-four, "Do you still remember?"

Thirty-four opened his dim and drunken eyes, contemplated for a moment, then laughed out loud while hugging Xu Xingzhi's arm: "I don't remember, I don't remember. Why do you remember that?"

When the two were messing around, Xu Xingzhi suddenly felt a wind blowing from the back of his neck, a little terrified,

He turned around subconsciously, and sure enough, he saw Meng Chongguang standing not far away, looking at the two people quietly.

Xu Xingzhi sucked in a sharp breath of air like a toothache.

Meng Chongguang stared at the appearance of Thirty-four and Xu Xingzhi clinging to each other, and his voice trembled slightly: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother Qu has finished counting, let me call you... What are you doing with Young Master Thirty?" ?”

Xu Xingzhi quickly stripped Thirty Four off his body: "It's nothing, just reminiscing about the old days."

Meng Chongguang folded his arms, his posture was tough, but his eyes were gradually stained with redness, and tears were about to come down: "... I haven't seen him for many years, and he saved so many brothers and sisters for you. Senior brother should be close to him."

Xu Xingzhi placed Thirty-four on one side of the tree trunk, letting him and the tree trunk get entangled, while he gathered the wine utensils and turned them into a folding fan, stood up, and walked to the pale-faced young man.

Meng Chongguang didn't run away either. He stood obediently on the spot with his head lowered. The hairband on his head was blown up by the mountain wind, leaving him with a prickly figure and a fluffy hair top.

Xu Xingzhi leaned down and hooked his chin with the fan handle: "Are you angry?"

Meng Chongguang was fiddled with by him, and his voice was soft and watery: "I was in the wilderness, and I also helped my brother find all the old friends he could find. I just want my brother to see so many friends when he finds me one day. will be happy."

He told himself that he was uncomfortable, rushed forward and hugged Xu Xingzhi tightly, no matter how hard he was to conceal his grievance, he whispered: "But the first time I saw senior brother, senior brother didn't praise me....Senior brother didn't praise me even once pass me."

Xu Xingzhi let him tighten his arms, his eyes drooped, and there was only an unbreakable tenderness in his heart: "...Praise you. How do you want to praise, huh?"

As he spoke, his fingertips slowly slid down Meng Chongguang's neck, along the middle line of his robe to his chest, before diverting the flow, he pointed at his slight bulge, and hugged Meng Chongguang while it was sunken. Chongguang's right arm was suddenly retracted, and he was pulled into his arms, and the warm wine scent from his lips burned Meng Chongguang's ears red: "Young master, I think you have a cute heart, can you take the time to let me Shall I go in and stay for a while?"

Even though he knew that Xu Xingzhi had always been sweet-mouthed, Meng Chongguang was still aroused by the love words, and he opened his mouth to kiss the troublesome lips.

Brother, it's all yours.

As long as it is you, even if you want to live for hundreds of thousands of years, I am also happy.

Meng Chongguang is like a hedgehog, his white and soft belly is only open to Xu Xingzhi, and every time he faces him, the thorns droop obediently and retract.

Only one person in front of him can make him retreat to such an extent.

After the shallow kiss, Meng Chongguang and Xu Xing separated.

Meng Chongguang rubbed his head against Xu Xingzhi, and acted coquettishly: "Brother, hug me. Hug me and I'll be fine."

Just as Xu Xingzhi was about to say something, when he turned his corner of the eye, he saw Xu Pingsheng who was at a loss and was dumbfounded.

Xu Xingzhi never did such a thing in front of his elder brother no matter how much he wandered in the past, he immediately let go of Meng Chongguang, and said awkwardly: "Brother... all my life."

Xu Pingsheng's complexion didn't look very good: "I see that you haven't come back..." He frowned slightly at this point, and glanced at Thirty-four who was rubbing against a tree in the distance, his expression became even more ugly, "...he What's wrong?"

When Xu Xingzhi met his elder brother, he instinctively felt guilty and hid his energy: "I had a few drinks with him."

Seeing Xu Xingzhi like this, Xu Pingsheng's voice unexpectedly softened: "...I don't blame you. Go in."

After finishing speaking, he rushed towards the direction of [-] without looking back, and kicked the calf of the drunken man like a rainbow.

Seeing that he couldn't hold back, Xu Xingzhi knew what kind of temperament Thirty-four had, so he simply pushed Meng Chongguang, who was still thinking about it, into the old willow tree.

Thirty-four gets drunk quickly, but wakes up not too slowly, plus Xu Pingsheng's ruthless kick, there is no reason why he is not sober.

He grinned in pain, and when he saw the person in front of him clearly, he immediately jumped up and beat back: "You have grown up! Dare to hit me!"

Xu Pingsheng didn't feel pain anyway, and he didn't think about revenge after being slapped twice by him, and the object of his anger didn't seem to be drunk Sansi.

He pointed to the direction of his back: "... who is he?"

"Who is it?" Thirty-four grinned and rubbed his calf, and pointed his head in the direction he was pointing, "No one."

Xu Pingsheng said concisely: "Little boy, who is it?"

"Little boy?" Thirty-four was confused, and talked with Xu Pingsheng, "...I don't have any boy."

Ever since Xu Pingsheng turned into an awakened corpse, he was sometimes sober and sometimes confused.When he was sober, he was full of resentment and hatred, clamoring to fight Jiuzhideng to the death; when he was confused, the only people he knew were his four-year-old brother and Thirty-four.

When he met Xu Xing again, although Xu Pingsheng didn't know that he was his younger brother, but when he saw him, his heart was very soft, and he wished he could pick up the young man and put it in his pocket to protect him.

As for the handsome young man, Xu Pingsheng didn't pay attention to him at first, but the scene just now made him dislike Meng Chongguang, and even threw his anger on Thirty-four's head: "... It’s fine if you take him out for a drink, don’t look after me. What if he is abducted by some scumbags? "

Thirty-four was taken aback, and after understanding what Xu Pingsheng meant, he couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha."

He laughed so that Xu Pingsheng's heart became angry, and he chased him a few feet away.

After returning to the secret realm, Xu Xingzhi and Qu Chi began to discuss how to mobilize these disciples after meeting their relatives and friends.

In the end, the two came to the conclusion that with so many people, if they don't move, it's amazing.It is the best choice to let them stand still and stay here temporarily.

After stating the pros and cons in this way, the disciples were slightly agitated.

They have been waiting for 13 years, and they finally saw a glimmer of hope. At this point, they don't want to wait even a moment longer. They wish they could go to Fengling today, fight back to Danyang, and hang Jiuzhideng's head at the mountain gate above.

However, Qu Chi's persuasion made them gradually calm down.

...I have been waiting for 13 years, how many days are left?

Re-entrusting the disciples to Thirty-four, who suffered from a headache after being drunk and slapstick, Xu Xingzhi took the coaxed Meng Chongguang and Qu Chi on the road together.

Before leaving, Qu Chi specifically confessed to Sasi that there was a peach blossom tree and asked him to take care of it more. Sasi was still drunk, so he patted his chest and said, if a leaf fell off, he would take off one. hair.

Xu Pingsheng looked at Xu Xingzhi worriedly, feeling that this young man who looked so much like his younger brother was going to be deceived by this little boy, so he couldn't help but frown.He wanted to remind the young man, but he didn't know where to start, so he secretly made up his mind to follow Thirty-four to visit this person more in the future, and to investigate this handsome little boy.

Xu Xingzhi and the others returned to the teahouse, and everything was fine in the teahouse, and the extremely tired Lu Yujiu also woke up, sitting in the guest seat on the first floor of the teahouse, drinking tea like a little hamster holding a teacup.

The senior brothers in Qingliang Valley couldn't understand him wearing that ghost mask, so he obediently took it off, revealing a tender and delicate baby face with no trace or injury.

Zhou Wang was studying his face in surprise. Lu Yujiu's flesh was tender, and his cheeks were limply poked into holes. He was very interesting, and he couldn't help Zhou Wang tossing around, hooking his head, thinking a little restlessly.

Seeing Xu Xingzhi come back, Lu Yujiu obediently poured a cup of tea and handed it to Xu Xingzhi.

Xu Xingzhi didn't answer, looked around and asked, "Where's North and South?"

Yuan Ruzhou said: "I haven't seen Senior Brother Zhou come back during this day."

Xu Xingzhi frowned, and turned his eyes to look outside at the evening scene that was already clouded and rosy.

After a while, he tapped the table lightly with his folding fan: "Xiao Lu, come with me to Yingtianchuan to meet Beinan."

Lu Yujiu suddenly relaxed a little: "Okay."

Meng Chongguang stopped Xu Xingzhi: "Brother, you have been busy for two full days, you should take a rest first."

Xu Xingzhi brushed his hand away indifferently: "No, I've had enough rest early."

Meng Chongguang was really worried: "...then I will go too."

Xu Xingzhi thought for a while, but didn't answer. When he took two steps forward and reached the door, he just turned his head and saw Meng Chongguang standing there, a little downcast. She hooked him: "...what a daze, keep up."

The author has something to say: Only the sword can be used, but the heart is not easy.

Xiao Taoxian finally became Xiao Taoxian qwq

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