The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

As soon as the protagonist left, the Nascent Soul Ceremony became boring, and the guests from the immortal sect who came to present the gifts scattered away, discussing in private how much affection the disciple of Fengling Mountain had for the irreversible young son of the Demon Dao who had become a demon cultivator.Presumably after today, the romantic anecdote between Xu Xingzhi and Jiuzhideng will spread throughout the entire Xianmen.

Mr. Guangfu's complexion couldn't be better than being slapped head-on, but Mr. Qingjing remained calm as usual: "Xiyun, why are you so worried."

Lord Guangfu's common name is Yue Xiyun. He has no blood relationship with Lord Qingjing, but he is fortunate to share the same surname.

This is a big matter, it is rare for Lord Guangfu to call Lord Qingjing by his real name, and said: "Brother Wuchen, no matter what, we must not let Xu Xingzhi go lightly today! What will his deeds do to my face in Fengling Mountain? Where do you put your high hopes?! Just now, Tianchuan Liguan asked me what, do you know? He asked me if Jiuzhideng and Xu Xingzhi have secretly formed a double cultivator! Otherwise, why do you want to protect it like this?"

"It didn't work. I know it in my heart."

"But what should you say about Youyou's mouth? You are the master of Fengling Mountain, so you should punish Xu Xingzhi and stop the four schools from discussing it!"

"I am indeed the master of Fengling, but what I do is my apprentice." Qing Jingjun said softly, "If I can't even protect my apprentice, what's the point of being the master of Fengling."

The Lord of Guangfu showed a decisive expression, "Do you still remember what you promised me at the beginning? Xu Xingzhi will never do it! You must never have a close relationship with people who are not Daoists! I have been supervising him all the time these years, for fear that he will go on errands Wrong step, but if he really has a lot to do with those nine lamps...if Xu Xingzhi knows that he is..."

The second half of his sentence was cut off by the sound of the rumbling wheelchair.

Mr. Guangfu was really flustered, and he didn't realize that Wen Xuechen had come behind him while he was speaking.

Wen Xuechen had indeed heard something.

However, he is neither Qu Chi nor Zhou Beinan. The former seems gentle but extremely stubborn and affectionate; the latter is straightforward and quite loyal.Since he is Wen Xuechen, even if he has a heart of nine twists and turns in his heart, he will not show it on the outside.

Wen Xuechen bowed and said calmly: "You two elders. This junior has no intention of eavesdropping on anything, and is not interested in the secrets of Fengling Mountain. However, this junior has a word about today's incident, that Jiuzhideng must never stay in Fengling again. mausoleum."

"I just thought about it for the sake of Xingzhi's reputation." Wen Xuechen twirled the yin and yang rings with his fingertips, and said eloquently, "In this Nascent Soul Conference, all sects will be attended by ritual officials. The news of meeting and leaving will definitely spread, and the impact is not insignificant. If you want Xingzhi to be less criticized when he serves as the master of Fengling Mountain in the future, it is best to send the nine-branched lamp whose blood has been awakened back to the magic way."

Lord Guangfu felt reasonable: "That's right. Brother, in order to protect Fengling's reputation and Xu Xingzhi's safety, the nine lamps can no longer be kept."

Qing Jingjun, who has always been indifferent and gentle, showed embarrassment: "...the proton is not wrong, but he has awakened the blood of the devil, why send him back to suffer."

"Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade." Wen Xuechen said indifferently, "What's more, Jiu Zhideng's body is not a jade, he is just a burden to misfortune and misfortune. Mr. Qingjing, you have always loved and loved you, Don't you think about him?"

Mr. Qing Jing stubbornly said: "No, there must be another way. I also watched that child grow up..."

Lord Guangfu sternly said, "Brother!"

Wen Xuechen lowered his eyelids, and said clearly: "Mr. Qingjing, you should have heard some news recently. The master of the demonic way failed in the [-]-year-old tribulation yesterday, and has been turned into a pile of bones under the thunder. The two elder brothers of Jiuzhideng are The position of the Lord of the Demonic Dao has already been torn apart, and the internal forces of the Demonic Dao are now competing with each other and entangled. If Jiuzhideng is still an ordinary monk, he will be fine. His bloodline of the Demonic Dao is awakened at this moment. Could it be that some people in the Demonic Dao are not Will you want to use this young son who is wandering outside? It is useless for him to stay in the righteous way, so it is better to send him back. If we can help him to the top..."

"...Help him up?"

Rao Guangfu Jun did not think of this level, he stared at Wen Xuechen, a well-known cold-hearted person among the younger generation, and he couldn't help feeling layers of coldness in his heart.

Wen Xuechen would not mind other people's eyes, and said to himself: "...that's right, help him to the top. He grew up in the righteous way since childhood, send him back, and the devil's way and my way will be repaired for a long time. It will be of great benefit to Fengling Mountain, my Dao, and even the future plans of the Demon Dao."

The three words "Yu Xingzhi" seemed to touch the chords in Jun Qingjing's heart, and he fell silent, no longer speaking.

Although Mr. Guangfu felt that the son in front of him was too meticulous and terrifying, he still had to admit that this was the best strategy in front of him: "Brother, make your decision. Xu Xingzhi——"

"Listen to him." Qing Jing-jun closed his eyes, "Listen to him."

Mr. Guangfu barely caught his breath: "Senior brother!"

Lord Qingjing said as if there was no one around: "Xuechen, if you can persuade me to do it, then I won't care where the child goes."

Wen Xuechen nodded and said "yes", and after saying goodbye, he was shaking his wheelchair and was about to leave when he heard Mr. Qingjing's faintly worried voice behind him: "Xuechen, you are too thoughtful. If you often Such calculations are really not good for your heart disease."

Looking back, Wen Xuechen smiled coldly: "Mr. Qing Jing, thank you for reminding me. But I'm used to thinking too much, and I can't change it."

Wen Xuechen went away resolutely, bound by the cyan hair crown, her white hair fluttered in the wind.

Meng Chongguang stood under the stage, and all the disciples dispersed, but he didn't move a bit.

When Wen Xuechen passed him by, Meng Chongguang suddenly said: "...he was excluded from the evil way since he was a child, and he was also excluded when he grew up in the righteous way; now you want to send him back to the magic way. ... Why do you Why don't you just kill him?"

Wen Xuechen tightened her fingers on the shaking wheel, turned her head to look at Meng Chongguang, stared at it for a moment, and then said with a smile: "You know what we are talking about?"

Meng Zhongguang didn't look sideways: "I can guess it."

Wen Xuechen was indeed surprised. After all, in his mind, Meng Chongguang was a blank sheet of paper, a kid who only cared about his senior brother and only knew how to laugh and play. Now it seems that he underestimated him: "I know you always Competing with Nine Branches, wishing he would leave."

"I want him to go, but I don't want him to die. What's more, if he dies, the brother will be sad." Meng Zhongguang turned his eyes slightly, looked at Wen Xuechen, and said in an extremely cold voice, "I don't want to compete with a dead man. ... can't compete."

Wen Xuechen was stunned.

After leaving this sentence, Meng Chongguang still had the intention to smile innocently at Wen Xuechen, until Wen Xuechen laughed so hard that his back felt chills, and then walked away.

Wen Xuechen stared slightly.

Xu Xingzhi, your juniors, one or two, are really hiding their secrets.

Others may not know where Xu Xingzhi is going at this time, but Wen Xuechen knows it very well.

There is a sacred place in the back of Fengling Mountain, named Chalcedony Lake, which is a good place to cultivate Qi and shape the heart and bones. It is said that Lord Qingjing specially allocated it to Xu Xingzhi to practice, and the rest of the disciples did not even have the right to practice it.

Wen Xuechen was once taken by Xu Xingzhi to play, so he entered the cave of Chalcedony Qingtan without any effort.

Xu Xingzhi sat on the bank of Chalcedony Lake in a wide-sleeved dress, his clothes and his body were submerged in the water, and the finely embroidered ribbon floated on the surface of the water, while the nine-branched lamp rested on his lap, Lethargic.The mist on the surface of the pool is like a bustling dream, and the two sit and lie down. The scene is extremely beautiful, just like a painting by a celebrity.

A line of blood-red magic marks was finally engraved on Jiuzhideng's eyebrows.

Wen Xuechen walked over the wet ground in a wet voice: "What's the matter?"

Xu Xingzhi chuckled: "He must hate me to death. Xiaodeng never likes to ask for help. It was so hard to ask for help last time, but I, a senior brother, couldn't help him."

"You did your best."

"Do what?" Xu Xingzhi sneered, "Do you try your best to push him into a magic path that he doesn't want to enter?"

The two sides were silent.

Xu Xingzhi stretched out his hand to cover the indelible magic mark on Jiuzhideng's forehead: "Xuechen, what if it was you? If he wanted to die, how would you choose?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xu Xingzhi felt a little regretful: "Forget it, pretend I didn't..."

Wen Xuechen didn't blink his eyes: "I will let him die, or even send him to die."

Xu Xingzhi took a deep breath, but it was still difficult to completely expel the turbid air from his body: "Yes, you are Wen Xuechen. Of course you will do this."

Wen Xuechen replied calmly: "But you are Xu Xingzhi. You are not willing to let him die."

Xu Xingzhi was noncommittal: "Since you know it, you should know that you can't persuade me."

Wen Xuechen was slightly surprised and raised his eyebrows.

"Why? Think I don't understand your mind?" Xu Xingzhi said, "You came here to find me, you didn't come to care about Xiaodeng's health, did you?"

Wen Xuechen couldn't help laughing: "You Fengling Mountain people, you usually don't look straight, but when things come to an end, one thinks more clearly than the other."

Having said that, Xu Xingzhi simply gave a conclusion directly: "I will not send him back to the magic way. Don't even think about it."

"Don't you care about the difference between right and wrong?" Wen Xuechen said, "According to what you often say, as long as you cultivate your own mind, what is the difference between being in the magic way and being in Fengling Mountain?"

"Yes." Xu Xingzhi said, "The timing is wrong.... Nothing is right."

"How to say?"

Xu Xingzhi stroked Jiuzhideng's eyebrows very lightly. Even in his sleep, he was still suffering, and his brows were tightly knit: "I don't care about the blood of the devil, but Xiaodeng does. Now Xiaodeng has just obtained the blood of the devil. , I proposed to send him back to the Devil’s Dao? How should he deal with himself? I can’t do such a thing. Besides, the Devil’s Dao is now in a time of conflict. I sent him back to push him into the whirlpool.”

Wen Xuechen supported his chin with one hand, and asked back: "If he stays, how do you know he's not in a whirlpool? You left early just now, and I'm afraid that someone is already talking about it, saying that you and Xiaodeng have long since broken up your friendship. With such a reputation, if you don't express your attitude in time and send him back to the Demonic Way, will you still be the Lord of Fengling in the future?"

Xu Xingzhi's complexion did not change: "If I can't even protect the little lamp, what's the point of the Lord of Fengling doing it?"

Wen Xuechen: "..."

He knew that he was here to talk to Xu Xingzhi about serious matters, but after saying this, Wen Xuechen couldn't help feeling a little sincerely envious of Xu Xingzhi.

He and Mr. Qing Jing are really close masters and apprentices, and they are both people with a strong temperament.

As for Wen Xuechen himself, it had been a long time since he had the impulsiveness and youthful spirit to dare to do the world's worst.

At this time, Jiuzhideng frowned slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

Xu Xingzhi's murmur to himself was unbelievably soft: "... Wouldn't it be better to sleep a little longer?"

He tore off the Taoist robe embroidered with clouds and thorns with one hand, wrapped it around Jiuzhideng's head, and put his palm behind his head to teach him to lie down more comfortably.

After a while, Nine Branch Lamp's voice sounded like sand under his palm: "...Brother."

"I'm here."

"Senior Brother." Nine Branch Lamps lay there straight, without moving a single finger, as if a dying person was waiting for a vulture, and even the voice of the question was as light as a mayfly, "...why did you save me?"

Xu Xingzhi's heart ached so much that he didn't know what to do: "...I'm sorry."

These three words touched Jiuzhideng's dead heartstrings, he gradually bent up and hugged his head tightly.

He is still alive.

The flow of meridians in his body is completely different from the usual situation.

he……

Nine Branch Lamps shrank themselves smaller and smaller, wishing they could just disappear into this world.

Xu Xingzhi has never heard such a sad voice, each word seems to be blood squeezed from his heart: "Senior brother, I am the devil... I am the devil..."

For so many years, the shadow that he had been afraid to avoid, finally fell on him unexpectedly on the day when Xu Xingzhi's gorgeous clothes were added to his body.

Xu Xingzhi embraced his head in his arms, tremblingly said: "No, you are my junior brother."

...Whether it is a demon, a ghost, a demon, or a human, he will always be Xu Xingzhi's junior.

Nine Branch Lamps leaned against Xu Xingzhi's arms lifelessly like this, and after staying there for an unknown amount of time, they seemed to remember something, and grabbed Xu Xingzhi's front with the strength of a drowning man grabbing driftwood: "... Brother, brother...I don't want to go anywhere....Don't send me away. Please, don't send me away."

He repeated the same sentence, his brows and eyes were wet, his black hair drooped to cover one eye, and the other eye had turned into a fiery red pupil that only descendants of orthodox demons would have.

At this time, Jiuzhideng couldn't think of Xu Xingzhi's current situation at all, nor could he think of the future in the future. He could only beg dizzily and repeatedly, don't send him away, don't send him away.

Xu Xingzhi promised softly: "No, I won't."

Jiuzhideng quickly fainted from exhaustion, but Xu Xingzhi kept patting his shoulder, once and for all, like coaxing a child.

Wen Xuechen stared behind the two of them for a long time before sighing in a low voice: "...people with different paths, why insist on returning together."

Xu Xingzhi replied to him stubbornly: "I just want a return home."

After the meridian flow of the Nine Branch Lamps stabilized, Xu Xingzhi went to the Fuming Hall where Lord Qing Jing lived, and talked with him for an hour.No one knows exactly what they said during that time.

Afterwards, Xu Xingzhi brought the nine lamps out of the Chalcedony Lake and placed them in his own hall.

Meng Chongguang had already returned from the venue. Seeing him entering the hall with nine lamps in his arms, the corners of his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he still smiled cutely after all: "Brother is back."

Xu Xingzhi hummed, placed the nine lamps on the couch where he and Meng Chongguang slept together, and tucked the quilt tightly for him.

Ever since Meng Chongguang saw the nine lamps put on the bed, his eyes darkened.

Xu Xingzhi sat down on the side of the couch and carefully looked at the eyebrows and eyes of Jiuzhideng.

It was amazing how big a child he could have picked up and carried on his shoulders in one arm had grown so big now.

"Brother." Meng Chongguang called him behind his back.

"What's the matter?"

"When Brother Jiuzhideng fell, I was by his side."

Xu Xingzhi turned around after hearing the words.Xu Shi stayed by the chalcedony pool for a long time, the mist entered his eyes, washing his black eyes into drizzle.

He asked, "What's wrong?"

"Senior Brother Jiuzhideng had a sudden attack." Meng Chongguang's expression was very complicated.He paid attention to Xu Xingzhi's expression and pursed his lips before hesitatingly said, "Brother, as far as I know, it is not accidental that the awakening of a demon is always affected by a consonant thought. I think Brother Jiuzhideng should have At that time, I moved something that shouldn't be moved, so..."

Xu Xingzhi interrupted him: "I see."

For Xu Xingzhi's bland reaction, Meng Chongguang was slightly surprised and unwilling: "Brother, don't you want to know?"

"A sage doesn't care about his mind." Xu Xingzhi replied, "...No one is a saint when he talks about his mind. Chongguang, let me ask you, have you never thought about what you shouldn't do in your life?"

Meng Chongguang stopped talking.

Without Meng Chongguang's reminder, Xu Xingzhi naturally knew this.

But he would never ask, what kind of thoughts did Jiuzhideng move when he was on stage, so that his thoughts were born strangely, which would only increase karma.

In other words, no matter what Jiuzhideng thought, he shouldn't pay such a tragic price.

Half a day later, Jiuzhideng woke up and leaned against the bed without saying a word.

Xu Xingzhi only went out for a circle and came back, and the bronze mirror in the room was shattered.

Xu Xingzhi didn't say anything, squatted down, and picked up the pieces one by one.

A trembling voice came from the direction of the bed in the coldness of Nine Branch Lamps: "...Brother, I'm sorry."

Xu Xingzhi said lightly: "Hey, the horse stumbles, the man stumbles, what's the matter?"

Jiuzhideng asked, "Is the Nascent Soul Ceremony finished?"

"Well, it's over." Xu Xingzhi turned around, and the sunlight outside the hall poured in from the window, sprinkled all over his face, shaking the nine lamps so that he couldn't open his eyes, "...how is it, senior brother?" Does the dress look good?"

At this time, Xu Xingzhi had already changed back to his usual attire, but Jiuzhideng's eyes were slightly hot.A gust of hot air collided in his eye sockets, almost making him cry.

The picture of senior brother standing on the Nascent Soul Ceremony with his clothes in the wind seemed to have been scalded in his eyes by a branding iron.

He still remembers clearly, at that time, looking at the dazzling Xu Xingzhi, for the first time, a rotten mud overflowed from the bottom of his heart, rolling and clamoring, it wanted to pull Xu Xingzhi into his heart In the body, never let him go.

He is a descendant of the devil, and this matter cannot be changed.However, if he can return to the evil way, seize the throne and become the master of the evil way, and merge the evil way with the righteous way in the future, will he be able to sit on an equal footing with his senior brother?

If he is equal to his senior brother, can he beg his senior brother at that time and become a Taoist companion?

Perhaps because he knew it was too eye-catching and unobtainable, Jiuzhideng imagined all the possibilities after being with his senior brother.

He just thought about it, what's the crime?

...However, who told him to be born a devil.Even if you just think about it, it is already a great sin.

Nine Branches Lamp leaned on the pillow, thinking to himself that he was such a big joke.

At this time, there was a sudden chaos outside, and there were occasional chaotic voices of "Mr. Zhou" and "Mr. Zhou, please slow down". In an instant, the sound of footsteps had arrived outside the house.

Zhou Beinan kicked the door open: "Xu Xingzhi!"

Xu Xingzhi clicked his tongue: "Reincarnation, you. If you break the door, you have to repair it before you can leave."

When Zhou Beinan saw the nine-branched lamp resting on the bed, the bluish-white color on his face faded slightly, and he swallowed the question he was about to blurt out forcibly, choking him so much that he stared: "...come out!"

Xu Xingzhi swept the remaining debris into the dustpan: "Just come out and come out. What are you screaming for?"

Jiuzhideng watched Xu Xingzhi's back silently, until the door was closed, he still stared greedily at the place where the back disappeared.

After dragging Xu Xingzhi out of the palace, Zhou Beinan opened his mouth and asked, "What's the matter with you, Xu Xingzhi? You escaped the Nascent Soul Ceremony?"

"If you run away, you will run away. This trivial matter is worth your son Zhou's traveling all the way." Xu Xingzhi didn't care.

"It's a small matter, sir!" Zhou Beinan was so angry that his brain ached, "The ceremonial officer who came to Fengling from Ying Tianchuan told me that the nine-branched lamp was halfway transformed into a demon, and you actually carried him away in public? What is your relationship with him? "

Xu Xingzhi is quite innocent: "Brother. Otherwise."

Zhou Beinan took a breath: "I believe it, but can others believe it? It's not a simple Nascent Soul Ceremony! It's a succession ceremony to elect you to be the next Lord of Fengling! You run away as soon as you fucking say, and you still have a Run with the Demonic Dao? Do you know what kind of nasty things are spreading outside?"

Xu Xingzhi grinned: "That's their own dirty thinking, it's none of my business."

Zhou Beinan was so angry that he fell backwards: "You are causing trouble every day! Sooner or later you will know if it hurts or not!"

Speaking of this, there was another sound of footsteps outside, but this time the voice was much more refined.

There was a voice of recommendation from a disciple: "Senior Brother Qu, this way."

Zhou Beinan regained his energy and jumped up: "Qu Chi, come quickly!"

Qu Chi, led by Zhu Yisu, stepped through the moon gate.There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and it seemed that he rushed here non-stop after getting the news.

Qu Chi looked at Xu Xingzhi, and asked in a general way: "...Are you all right?"

He was not only asking if Xu Xingzhi was okay, but also asking if Jiuzhideng was okay.

Xu Xingzhi summed it up in one word: "It's okay."

Qu Chi exhaled: "Okay, that's good."

"No... that's gone?" Zhou Beinan held a mouthful of old blood in his throat, "Qu Chi, you are the oldest, so you should teach him a few words."

Qu Chi walked nearby, and said slowly: "What's the use of training him. The matter has been done, why don't you think about what to do next."

The three of them sat down on the floor in front of the steps, with an angry Zhou Beinan sandwiched between Qu Chi and Xu Xingzhi.

Zhou Beinan grumpily said, "Let's talk, what's your plan next? Let Jiuzhideng stay in Fengling Mountain?"

Xu Xingzhi broke off a plum branch, and wrote and drew on the ground boringly: "Otherwise?"

"That's right." Zhou Beinan murmured, "Twenty years ago, his two sons were fighting dog-eat-dog, and they were having a lot of fun. This kid named Jiu has no foundation in the devil's way, so taking this time to send him back is not killing him. .”

Qu Chi was somewhat skeptical: "But will Mo Dao give up on him? Today's incident is too big, Mo Dao should hear the news, and the awakening of his blood can't be concealed. What if his two elder brothers think that Jiu Zhi? The lights are a threat..."

Zhou Beinan raised his eyebrows: "How? They dare to kill Fengling Mountain?"

"No." Xu Xingzhi rested his chin and murmured, "Simen and Mo Dao have stopped fighting for a long time. If Xiaodeng doesn't want to go back, they won't be so stupid as to come to the door to provoke and seek their own death.... What Qu Chi and I are worried about is another thing."

After saying that, the two looked at each other and said in unison: "...the mother of Jiuzhideng."

Zhou Beinan suddenly felt troublesome: "That's right. What should I do then?"

"Many years ago, Qu Chi and I went to the Demon Dao General Altar once, to help Xiaodeng deliver letters from home." Xu Xingzhi drew something with a plum branch without raising his head, "I plan to go again later."

Zhou Beinan got up abruptly: "Are you going to rob someone? Xu Xingzhi, you—"

"Why are you talking so badly? I'm here to bring Xiaodeng's mother to reunite with him." Xu Xingzhi added, "...At the same time, it is also for Xiaodeng to express his unwillingness to participate in the battle. At that time, we will build a thatched cottage at the foot of Fengling Mountain. Let Xiaodeng's mother live in it, and the mother and son can see each other from time to time."

Zhou Beinan: "...if they refuse to give it."

Xu Xingzhi looked indifferent: "Oh, then use robbing."

Zhou Beinan: "..."

Xu Xingzhi's subordinates paused for a while and thought for a long time. Just as he was about to ask Qu Chi something, Qu Chi went around Zhou Beinan, took the plum branch from Xu Xingzhi's hand, and continued Xu Xingzhi's unfinished sketch on the sand: "...After passing through Mingtang, turn left here."

Xu Xingzhi was surprised: "You still remember."

Qu Chi lowered his head and said, "I delivered letters with you more than ten years ago, and I went to Mrs. Shi's Yunlu Palace. I have a good memory. If you don't remember the way very well, I will go with you again."

Xu Xingzhi wrapped his arms around Qu Chi's neck and laughed: "Senior Brother Qu, I really want to kiss you."

Qu Chi said softly, "Don't make trouble."

Zhou Beinan stared straight at his eyes: "Qu Chi, are you not afraid of being punished? Last time you went to the Demon Dao General Altar with him, but you were punished for three months of confinement..."

Qu Chi didn't seem to care about the possibility of being punished, and said tolerantly: "It's okay, it's okay. The big deal is that I will be imprisoned for a year and a half this time. I just took this opportunity to concentrate on my enlightenment. When I go out again, my cultivation base can say no." Can catch up with it."

Qu Chi's temperament has always been like this, moistening things silently and treating others with kindness.It is precisely because of this that among the four chief disciples, the person with the highest prestige is neither the cold and arrogant Wen Xuechen, nor the impermanent Xu Xingzhi, but Qu Chi, who seems gentle and calm, with no temper.

Zhou Beinan watched the two of them planning side by side, feeling really awkward, so he unconsciously leaned over to listen to their discussion, occasionally interjecting a sentence or two.

As soon as the few people discussed the reason, a voice suddenly broke in: "Senior Brother Xu."

Xu Xingzhi raised his head and found that the person who came was actually Xu Pingsheng.

Xu Pingsheng stared at him calmly, bowed courteously, and said in a normal tone: "Brother Xu, Master asked me to ask if the Nine Branch Lamp is with you."

Xu Xingzhi nodded.

"Then invite him to the Tongtian Pillar in front of the mountain gate." Xu Pingsheng said, "There is a lady named Shi Pingfeng waiting for him under the Tongtian Pillar."

Before Xu Xingzhi could regurgitate who "Shi Pingfeng" was, the palace door behind them opened to both sides with a bang.

Jiuzhideng rushed out of the threshold in one step: "Is she here?"

Xu Pingsheng was startled by his red pupils and took a step back before frowning and replied: "That's right. It's Mrs. Shi."

Nine Branch Lamps, who usually deal with things indifferently, could not conceal his excitement at this time. He hurried a few steps, but still did not forget the etiquette. He bowed deeply to Qu Chi and Zhou Beinan, and then turned to Xu Xingzhi, with trembling lips: " ...Brother, I want to change a piece of clothing."

Xu Xingzhi came back to his senses and waved his hand: "Go."

After Jiuzhideng and Xu Pingsheng resigned together, Zhou Beinan said in amazement: "...'Madam Shi'? Before we go, his mother came first?"

Qu Chi said to himself: "Why do I feel that something is wrong?"

Xu Xingzhi didn't say a word, his face was gloomy, and he walked straight to the mountain gate.

Zhou Beinan hurriedly jumped up and caught up with Xu Xingzhi. While chasing, he turned his head to look at the palace door that was not closed in time.

——How long have Jiuzhideng been listening there?

This thought only turned in Zhou Beinan's mind for a moment.Soon he was relieved.

... It's good to listen to it, let this devil kid know how much Xu Xingzhi treats him with care, and concentrate on staying by Xu Xingzhi's side in the future, and quietly don't make trouble, that's the best.

More than ten years ago, Xu Xingzhi, who was going to deliver letters to the main altar of the Demon Dao, also failed to see Shi Pingfeng's true face, but saw a shadowy shadow through a layer of mandarin duck embroidered screen.

After more than ten years, Xu Xingzhi finally met Mrs. Shi Pingfeng Shi, the mother of Jiuzhideng, at a distance of tens of feet.

Under a century-old pine tree, a beautiful face like a picture of a lady is swaying.Mrs. Shi has a sense of slenderness in her body, so weak that it seems that a gust of wind can take her away. She has small brows and a round nose. Together, the well-shaped facial features are unevenly combined to form a bitter look.

She held on to the tree trunk, opened her thin lips, and her teeth could not help shaking nervously.

Jiuzhideng changed into the latest Fengling Mountain uniform, and he used the latest and best accessories from top to bottom, almost like Xu Xing came to the mountain gate.

When he met the woman's eyes, the woman seemed to have been hit by a heavy object, her body bent forward a little, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Little lamp." She called softly.

It was rare for the nine-branch lamp to show its beauty, and without thinking, it walked down a few steps.

However, when he raised his head again, his expression froze, and his steps froze in mid-air.

Liu Yunhe, who had sent him to the gate of Fengling Mountain back then, withdrew and left, just like ten years ago, standing behind his mother, with a crow-blue robe fluttering back and forth being pulled by the mountain wind, sending out a cutting chill. ring.

The smile on Jiuzhideng's face gradually receded, being eaten away inch by inch by the paleness.

Liu Yunhe is a dear relative and trustworthy person for twenty years.

After [-] years of death, the two sons competed for the throne, and it was the time of turbulence and intrigue inside the Demonic Dao.At this time, Liuyunhe came to Fengling Mountain with the mother of nine lamps, and what he did was clearly revealed.

——It seems that he is not satisfied with the ambitious couple.

If the wandering Nine Branch Lamps could be supported to become the Demon Lord, then Liu Yunhe, who had a deep root in the Demon Way, would have an excellent puppet to hold power.

Now he came to pick up his puppet, using the puppet's mother as a bargaining chip.

If the nine lamps did not go back with him, it is not hard to imagine what would happen to that weak woman who could be broken by a gust of wind.

The three people behind him also understood.

Xu Xingzhi's shoulders were stretched into a piece of iron, he rarely got angry, and the corners of his lips trembled.

Zhou Beinan looked sideways at Xu Xingzhi, and after changing his expression several times, he awkwardly hugged his shoulders, slapped him vigorously a few times, and whispered in his ear, "If you want to go up, call me, the three of us will do it together, don't worry." Can't kill him."

"No." Qu Chi, who has excellent eyesight, said decisively, "... Madam Shi has a red line on her wrist, which must have been tampered with by that person. ... Perhaps, it is the imprint of the same fate talisman."

Xu Xingzhi's back suddenly relaxed hopelessly like a flash flood.

...The magic path is the same fate talisman, from the evil to the yin, life and death share the same fate.Only the caster of the talisman can untie the bond, and the one who hits the talisman is ignorant. Once the talisman is planted, both the giver and the receiver share the same life. If the giver dies, the recipient also dies.

This also means that Xu Xingzhi's attack on Liuyunhe is equivalent to sending Jiuzhideng's mother to die.

If the nine lamps do not follow, the result is also predictable.

However, the gentle and ignorant woman didn't know what was tied to her body. She was very surprised at the Nine Branches' deterrence, and even burst into tears of grievance and excitement.

"Little lamp, don't you remember me? It's me. It's mother."

Jiuzhideng looked at her from afar, his lips trembling.

In the past, without her, Jiuzhideng might not have survived to enter Fengling Mountain.

Now, if she is here, Jiuzhideng will definitely abandon Fengling Mountain.

Jiuzhideng's ankles are as heavy as iron stones, and it seems that if he takes another step down, he will fall into the bottomless place and never see the sun again.

However, he had to make a choice.

...he had to make a choice.

Jiuzhideng stood on the bluestone steps that he had walked countless times, taking one step down and another step down.

It seemed like a very difficult step, but in fact it was so easy to step over, as if throwing a stone into the abyss, I thought it would be smashed to pieces, heart-piercing, whoever wanted to really land, it just jumped two times without pain. That's all.

He walked towards Liuyunhe step by step, and moved away from Xu Xingzhi step by step.

After walking down the fifth step, he suddenly turned around and knelt on the ground, his clothes curled up like flowing clouds.

He pressed his head hard on the stone steps, biting the tip of his tongue every word, as if he could only speak with such decisive strength before he could say: "Nine Branch Lamps of the Mo Dao, thank Senior Brother Xu for taking care of Ender for many years .This time...return it to the main altar. I will not return it once I go. I also ask my brother to eat more and take care of my body in the future. Don't..."

Speaking of this, Jiuzhideng exerted all his strength and ground his forehead on the ground, wishing he could just die here.

Fortunately, he finally said what he was about to say: "...Don't catch a cold."

The time of more than ten years is nothing but a fire in a stone, a horse in a gap, and a body in a dream.

Dameng Fangjue, it's time to leave.

Xu Xingzhi opened his eyes hard.

"Let's go." Xu Xingzhi smiled with a sighing tone, "It's okay, let's go."

He bent down, pulled up the nine lamps, patted the dust off his knees, reached out and tapped his left chest lightly, and tapped again: "Keep your heart, all paths are the same."

Jiuzhideng didn't dare to look into Xu Xingzhi's eyes anymore, and didn't even respond, so he hastily left him a back, and walked straight to the pine tree.

Xu Xingzhi also turned around and walked towards the door.

The two are back to back, walking in different ways.

Jiuzhideng, who had walked more than a dozen steps, had a thought, and turned his head suddenly, but only caught Xu Xingzhi's ethereal hairband flying lightly.

He wanted to call "senior brother", but the two words weighed more than a thousand catties, and they were stuck in his throat, making him unable to speak.

He begged his senior brother to keep him, and the senior brother agreed without thinking.

He was going to leave now, but the senior also smiled and said, let's go.

The senior brother obeyed and tolerated everything about him, but what did he leave for the senior brother.

Jiuzhideng felt chills all over his body thinking about it, but Shi Pingfeng couldn't wait any longer, he stepped forward quickly, hugged Jiuzhideng into his arms, and said softly: "You child, Yunhe just said to bring me here Take a look at you, and you didn't say you want me to take you away."

Looking over Shi Pingfeng's narrow and slender shoulders, Jiuzhideng looked at Liuyunhe.

The corners of Liuyunhe's lips curled up slightly, and the arrogance in his eyes made Jiuzhideng's expression cool down inch by inch.

After not seeing each other for several years, Shi Pingfeng has endless things to say to his son.She held up the palm of the nine-branch lamp with a sword cocoon, and said: "Yunhe told me that your demon blood has been revived. I really couldn't sit still, so I begged him to take me to see you. You have been here all these years It's very bad, it's my mother who was weak back then and couldn't protect you..."

"Very good." Jiuzhideng interrupted Shi Pingfeng's words for the first time in his life, "I am in Fengling, everything is fine."

Twilight is approaching, and the railings are green and clear.

When Jiuzhideng followed Shi Pingfeng down the mountain, he thought that maybe he would never have the chance to see the starry sky of Fengling Mountain again.

In order to keep the only little thing he missed, he kept looking up at the sky. However, it wasn't until he left the territory of Fengling that he realized that the sky was covered with dark clouds.