The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

The tree buds are slightly swollen, the cool wind blows the windows, and the spring day in the main altar of the magic way is not inferior to other places.

Sitting by the window with nine lamps, she was dressed in Fengling costumes, and her wisps of green hair moved with the wind.

He buried his head in his pen and stopped writing, as if planning to write a long letter.

The clouds staggered outside the window, and a gust of wind blew up the letter paper he had just written at the beginning, and blew it towards the treetops outside the window.

Jiuzhideng frowned, and was about to get up, but heard a crisp bell sound from outside, followed by a lazy voice: "Brother Xingzhi pays homage to you. After a few days, I have a special heart. My brother Letters, I recite them day and night. Words and sentences, I keep them in my heart, and I still have words and chapters in my dreams at night..."

Jiuzhideng got up in joy and panic, and even didn't want to take extra steps to open the door, and pushed the window that had been opened a little to the maximum.

Xu Xingzhi picked a tall branch of the elm tree by the window, sat and lay down on it leisurely, with his right hand holding his head, the hexagonal bell on his wrist rang, and the other hand held the letter paper, and recited it vividly.

Nine Zhideng's cold cheeks turned crimson: "Brother, you... don't read."

Xu Xingzhi closed the letter paper, held it with his fingertips, jumped down from the tree, lifted his long legs and crossed the window sill, and said with a smile: "Brother came to ask you for a drink again."

Jiuzhideng took the letter paper in his hand: "Brother, come anytime, and I'll be there anytime."

Entering the door through the window, Xu Xingzhi leaned his back against the window, looked left and right: "Don't say, the wine here is really good."

Jiuzhideng raised his hand to brush the fallen flowers from Xu Xingzhi's hair: "Whatever you want, brother, you can come anytime. As long as Xiaodeng has it, as long as it is what the brother wants, Xiaodeng will definitely give it to him."

After all, his fingertips seemed to casually touch the eye-catching tear mole under Xu Xingzhi's eyes.

Jiuzhideng has always been cold-hearted, self-denying and polite. Even if he had such contact with him, Xu Xingzhi would not feel that his motives were impure.

After doing this, Jiuzhideng turned back and called out, "Liuyunhe."

Liu Yunhe pushed the door open and entered. After seeing Xu Xing, his already cold eyes became even darker, but he still bowed down according to the etiquette under the calm signal of Jiuzhideng: "I pay my respects to Senior Brother Xu."

Although Xu Xingzhi didn't want to see what he did when he hijacked Shi Pingfeng to Fengling Mountain to forcibly take Jiuzhideng back to the magic way, but for the sake of Jiuzhideng's face, he still greeted him with the same expression as usual, and said hello to him. He smiled easily and said, "I saw Thirty-four when I sneaked in. But don't tell him I'm here, otherwise he will have to drag me to compete in swordsmanship for a long time."

After Liu Yunhe agreed, he retreated knowingly. After a while, he came in with a jar of fine wine, closed the door and left.

Jiuzhideng boiled the wine stove with green plum water, set the cups for Xu Xingzhi, and raised the pot to pour the already warm wine for him.The clear line of wine is poured into the cup, and it stops at the top of the cup. The wine liquid just protrudes slightly from the mouth of the cup, which looks very pleasing to the eye.

Xu Xing bit the wall of the cup, raised his neck and drank it all, then let go of his mouth, causing the small wine cup to fall back into the palm of his hand, and then smiled brightly at Jiuzhideng.

Just watching his series of movements, Jiuzhideng's eyes showed infinite tenderness, and he lifted the pot and filled Xu Xingzhi's wine glass: "Senior brother, why didn't you bring Junior Brother Meng with you?"

When Meng Chongguang was mentioned, Xu Xingzhi found it funny.

Recently, there were ghouls in Nanshan Col, Xu Xingzhi wanted to temper him, so he petitioned Lord Guangfu for him, this time, Meng Chongguang took a few Fengling disciples to deal with the elimination of ghouls.

No matter how weak Meng Chongguang's strength is, he is supported by those geniuses, and his third-level cultivation of Jindan is already higher than most of the disciples of Fengling Mountain. What's going on?

Before the little brat reluctantly left yesterday, he told him not to look for Jiuzhideng when he was not around, and if he found out, he had to look after him.

... A little bastard, what can he do with himself?

However, there is still a need to report. Before he left today, he sent a spiritual letter to Meng Chongguang, telling him that he was going to drink at the main altar of the Demonic Dao, and he should have almost received the letter by now.

... Good boy, you have grown up, dare to threaten me.

It's up to you to see if I listen to you.

Thinking of him grinning his teeth in anger, Xu Xingzhi drank another round in a good mood, and said casually: "He's busy."

Jiuzhideng looked into Xu Xingzhi's eyes: "Senior brother told Mr. Qingjing that you and him plan to become a couple of monks?"

Xu Xingzhi touched his nose, squinted his eyes and smiled lightly: "Don't tell Chongguang.... If I can win the championship this time, I will announce when I win the championship that Meng Chongguang is my way of Xu Xing My partner, I want to formally marry him."

After finishing speaking, he held the cup and touched the nine lamps lightly: "Congratulations in advance."

The wine swayed, and a few drops of wine in Xu Xingzhi's glass splashed into the Jiuzhideng glass, causing the line of the wine that he had poured just right to overflow.

Jiuzhideng rolled his Adam's apple hard, put down the cup, took out the brocade handkerchief, and slowly cleaned his hands. There was no trace of joy or anger in his voice: "Senior brother is really bold. The disciples of the four sects are afraid that they will be scared by the senior brother." Arrived."

Xu Xingzhi said happily: "I just want to see how they can't even close their mouths. Especially Bei Nan, I'm happy just thinking about his face."

"As long as senior brother is happy."

Xu Xingzhi filled himself with wine from the jug: "Don't say it, the wedding held by Xuechen last time was really lively. I saw it was very hot, and I have to do it tomorrow."

Jiuzhideng only felt pain in his liver, and he was surprised that he was able to speak out under the severe pain: "If senior brother married a woman, it would be easy to announce it to the world. But if you become a Taoist couple with a fellow Taoist, It was all done quietly... As for making a big fuss and entertaining guests, there has never been such a precedent in the Taoist sect."

Xu Xingzhi didn't care at all: "Then let me set this precedent."

Today's wine was particularly intoxicating, and within an hour, both Jiuzhideng and Xu Xingzhi were already drunk.

Xu Xingzhi squinted his eyes to look at the sky outside.

Jiuzhideng asked: "Brother, are you going back?"

Xu Xingzhi stood up: "It's almost there."

The nine-branched lamp raised its voice and called out: "Liuyunhe."

Liu Yunhe once again appeared at the door like a phantom, holding a jar of wine in his arms, and after putting it down, he turned around and went out again in silence.

Xu Xingzhi asked: "Has he been so bored?"

Jiuzhideng said flatly: "It's better to talk less."

Xu Xingzhi: "...does he dare to bully you?"

Jiuzhideng said: "I am already in the body of a Nascent Soul, who in this altar dares to bully me?"

With that said, Jiuzhideng picked up the small wine jar and handed it to Xu Xingzhi: "Bring some bars to Master as well."

Xu Xingzhi stretched out his arms to pick it up, but when the four hands were intertwined on the jade altar, the nine lamps did not let go.

He opened his long and narrow eyes a little, and the eyes seemed to be filled with wine mist, with a hint of water, and a small, imperceptible gap was punched out of his cold and reserved shell.

Xu Xingzhi thought he was drunk, and joked: "Why, I'm not willing to give it."

Nine Branches Light said softly: "Brother, give me a kiss."

Xu Xingzhi was happy, and he freed a hand to push his forehead: "Are you really drunk?"

The nine-branched lamp passed the wine jar over, the mist in his eyes dissipated slightly, and his misty expression returned to clarity.

He responded freely in advance and retreat: "...it seems a little drunk."

Jiuzhideng sent Xu Xingzhi out the door, and the two walked a hundred feet side by side, chatting some gossip along the way.

Xu Xingzhi asked him: "The ratio of the Tianbang this time is in Fengling. Will you come?"

Jiuzhideng thought about it carefully: "There are so many things in the Tao, it's hard to say. But whether I will go or not, I will send someone to inform my brother."

"Why send someone to tell me?" Xu Xingzhi stretched out his slender arms carelessly, and wrapped his arms around Jiuzhideng's shoulders, "Finish the letter you haven't finished, and then send someone to deliver it. I wrote it to you Several letters, what are you replying every time, official articles, polite ones, the sum of which is not as good as your writing today."

Jiuzhideng lowered his head: "Yes."

Xu Xingzhi tapped his forehead with his "free pen": "What is it? Every time I answered smoothly, I did not make a sound last time when I crossed the thunder tribulation. You forget what I said to you Is it late? If I hadn’t seen Du Jieyun, I wouldn’t have known that you had crossed the Nascent Soul Tribulation without authorization. I came to find you, but you still set up an enchantment to prevent anyone from entering?”

Jiuzhideng responded softly: "I don't want my brother to be hurt."

After Xu Xingzhi taught him a word, his heart softened after all, and he stretched out his hand to touch the back of his neck: "Fortunately, I made it through, and it's not in vain for me to guard you at the foot of the mountain all night."

Nine Branch Lamp suddenly looked up: "Brother, that night..."

Xu Xingzhi scratched the side of his cheek nonchalantly: "...Oh, I didn't tell you. I was down the mountain that night."

Jiuzhideng's hair choked: "Brother..."

Xu Xingzhi said: "I'm in Fengling, thinking about you suffering, I can't sleep on the left or right, so it's better to go to a place closer to you, where I can have peace of mind."

After chatting for a few more words, Xu Xingzhi just left.

When Jiuzhideng said the words "keep you overnight" from Xu Xingzhi, his heart was sore and bouncing. Even if he went back to the room and sat at the desk again, his heart was still struggling like a rabbit in a frying pan.

What's so special about these four characters, but his heart was dripping with blood because of the horizontal ditch of these four characters, and he loved it so much.

The more he wanted to give up on Xu Xingzhi, the more obsessed he was with his every word and deed.

Probably because of being possessed by a demon, if he watched his senior brother for a long time now, he couldn't help but want to devour his senior brother, watching that arrogant face showing horror and enjoyment under him.

During the banquet just now, Jiuzhideng endured the urge to tear apart the skin of a self-denying and pure gentleman several times.

...but how long can he endure it?

Thinking this way, he pulled out a blue and white vat under the desk.

Inside are all letters written by Jiuzhideng to Xu Xingzhi, one letter after another, one volume after another, if unfolded, the contents inside are full of content that makes people blush.

These letters, including the one he wrote today, have never been sent by him, and he does not intend to send them. He only takes them out occasionally at night to read them.

This is the darkest secret in Jiuzhideng's heart, and he will not tell anyone.

At this moment, Liu Yunhe opened the door and came in.

Jiuzhideng covered the scroll in his hands, but he didn't intend to look up at him: "What's the matter?"

Liu Yunhe stood there, like a cold front out of its sheath: "Just now I saw that you were drinking with Xu Xingzhi, but I couldn't tell you.... The Black Water Castle is reversed."

Jiuzhideng pursed her thin lips slightly, without raising her head: "Suppression."

"For the dissatisfaction of the various branches, do you have any other orders besides 'suppression' and 'pacification'?" Liu Yunhe said sarcastically, "...you know what they want too well."

Jiuzhideng said directly: "I can't give them what they want, and I don't want to."

Liu Yunhe said: "Then you want to 'suppress' too many sects of the magic way. They will not accept a lord who already has the body of the Nascent Soul, and they neither plan to expand the territory of the magic way, nor are they willing to make a contribution to the past. The death of General Saluo is revenge for Zhengdao. Especially... he is still growing up in the fairy gate."

Speaking of this, his tone became more tiresomely arrogant: "... dare to ask you, is your heart toward the Demon Dao or Fengling?"

Jiuzhideng didn't want to compete with him any more, so he repeated his order: "Suppress Blackwater Castle. Regardless of life or death, bring the Lord of Blackwater Castle to see me. Can you understand me?"

Liu Yunhe let out a smirk, cupped his fists and said goodbye.

When he closed the door, there was a hint of sternness in his eyes, until he stared at the place where Xu Xingzhi left, and then slowly raised a meaningful grin.

... Take your time.

After Liuyunhe left, Jiuzhideng took out another vat from under the table.

It contained a large number of letters, and nine out of ten of these letters came from various branches of the magic way, and they began to fly towards him like snowflakes half a year ago.On the surface of the letter, they congratulated him on successfully obtaining the body of the Nascent Soul, but inside and outside the words, they all asked him to rectify the magic way and attack the four gates.

All of this is because he is in the body of a Nascent Soul.

And the last Nascent Soul Patriarch in the Demonic Way was his bloodthirsty uncle Saluo.

As far as the four gates are concerned, Saluo is a madman who thirsts for blood and eats flesh and blood, but as far as the devil is concerned, he is a hero who has unfortunately fallen.

And now, the new Saluo appeared, and he didn't want to take revenge on Simen, how could this be possible?How can this be?

——At that time, he was sent to the four schools, and the four schools doubted him, thinking that his heart must be different.

——Now, when he returns to the Demonic Way, the Demonic Way also suspects him, thinking that his heart must be different.

Jiuzhideng fell on the back of the chair exhaustedly, thinking desolately and amusingly: How many hearts have been born in my Jiuzhideng, and it can be trampled by others.

When Xu Xingzhi returned to Fengling, he was blocked by Lord Guangfu without any accident.

He quite suspected that Lord Guangfu took "catching Xu Xingzhi's pigtails" as one of the important tasks when dealing with the affairs of the faction.

Kneeling at the gate of the Green Bamboo Hall, Lord Guangfu's face was full of black air, he ignored the attention of his disciples, and sternly reprimanded: "Where did you go again, making this body smell of alcohol?!"

Xu Xingzhi rubbed his nose: "You said it all, I smell of alcohol all over my body, and I said that I went to listen to the lectures at the Water and Land Dojo at the foot of the mountain, do you believe it?"

The palm in Mr. Guangfu's hand fell on the top of his head: "You still talk back!"

Xu Xingzhi had already expected what he would say next.

Lord Guangfu sternly said, "Go back and copy the books!"

Xu Xingzhi showed a surprised and troubled expression at the right time: "Uncle Master..."

Sure enough, seeing the bitterness on his face, Lord Guangfu's expression softened a little: "There is no need to discuss it. Go and copy the "Fengling History Records" three times today. Leave it to me tomorrow morning."

Xu Xingzhi lowered his head resignedly, and asked, "... Where is Master?"

"Senior brother is not feeling well and is resting in the hall." Mentioning Lord Qingjing, Guangfu Jun's monolithic face loosened a little, "Don't think about asking senior brother to speak good words for you."

Xu Xingzhi frowned slightly: "Master, since he left the customs last time, he seems to be not in good health. He is sick, so he must be insane."

Lord Guangfu denied it: "Senior brother will not be so careless.... If you really care about Chunxiao, you will worry more about the affairs of the school and share the worries for senior brother. Don't..."

"...Xiyun."

The Lord of Guangfu stopped to reprimand when he heard the sound, and looked back.

Mr. Qing Jing stood on the steps, draped over his clothes, his lips were slightly white, his sleeves were full in the wind, and his clothes were messy, which gave Xu Xingzhi the illusion that he had no bones or flesh under his skin and would go home with the wind at any time.

Qing Jingjun said softly: "I asked Xingzhi to go out to buy wine. Don't punish him."

Mr. Guangfu: "...Brother, he admitted that he went out to drink."

Qing Jingjun gave a dumbfounded sound, and turned his gaze to Xu Xingzhi.

Xu Xingzhi expressed a little aggrieved with his eyes, Master, you came out late, we have not confessed to each other.

Mr. Qing Jing arched his nose, rolled his black eyes slightly, and continued to forcefully argue: "...he went out to buy wine for me, and he took a few sips, so it's okay."

Lord Guangfu: "Senior brother, Fengling's rules are like this, we must not back down just because of him Xu Xingzhi! Letting him copy "Fengling History Records" three times is already a great honor!"

Mr. Qingjing bargained with Mr. Guangfu: "Why don't you do it again?"

Lord Guangfu sternly said, "No!"

Mr. Qingjing said softly: "...Xiyun."

Mr. Guangfu: "..."

Lord Qingjing's clear eyes fixed on Lord Guangfu: "...Xiyun."

Mr. Guangfu held his forehead for a moment, then hurriedly flicked his sleeves, and turned his gaze away from Mr. Qingjing: "One time at a time. It's for brother's sake."

Mr. Qingjing winked mischievously at Xu Xingzhi from behind Mr. Guangfu.

Mr. Guangfu turned his back to him, he didn't know what the senior brother who made him worry about him was doing now.

He himself told Xu Xingzhi: "This time, the comparison of the heaven list is in our Fengling. The affairs are complicated and varied. As the head disciple of Fengling, you must help me no matter how big or small the situation is. Make arrangements properly and never do it again Going out to fool around, do you understand?"

The author has something to say: Mr. Guangfu: ...No discussion!

Mr. Qing Jing (sagging dog eyes): Xiyun...

Mr. Guangfu: ...how about we discuss it again?

At the same time, Senior Brother Shou expresses his sympathy and condolences for a second for the straight man who was stared at by two little wolf dogs and still didn't realize it.