The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Jiuzhideng's face suddenly lost color: "...what?"

Witnessing the change in Jiuzhideng's expression, Liu Yunhe was very pleased.

He likes people with weaknesses, because these people often just need to say a word and they will be embarrassed and lose their armor.

"Master Mozun, don't you remember?" Liuyunhe Qingyaoya nailed Jiuzhideng's eyes, with a smile that was not a smile, "On the day of the wedding of Wen Xuechen, the head disciple of Qingliang Valley, the lord was very drunk and had a painful relationship with his subordinates. Chen Zunzhu and Xu Xingzhi's past, and later talked about the World Book with his subordinates..."

Jiuzhideng's hands and feet were instantly cold.

For a moment, he could only see Liu Yunhe's maliciously parted lips and tongue flicking between them.

...How could he tell others about this matter?

Back then, he clearly told himself thousands of times that he wanted to completely rot this matter in his heart...

This matter was a great secret that he accidentally found out when he first entered Fengling.

For his insignificant filial piety, the senior brother sent family letters to the Mo Dao General Altar, but he received the Guangfu Lord's thirty basalt sticks for nothing, and was unable to get up from the bed. Soon he had a fever again, drowsy and dreaming on the bed. language.

Qu Chi had already been pulled back to Danyang Peak to face the wall, leaving behind Zhou Beinan scratching his head anxiously, sending the two disciples who were in charge of taking care of Xu Xingzhi into a mess.

"Where's the water? Pour water."

"You, you, don't stick around here! Boil the water, there is not enough water."

The disciples are all young people who have never been trained and don't know how to take care of others. Zhou Beinan is a pampered young man who thinks that people are just like the orchid he raised newly, as long as they drink plenty of water, they can live.

Jiuzhideng knelt outside the hall, not daring to cross without authorization, but couldn't bear to see Zhou Beinan toying with Xu Xingzhi like this, endured and endured, and was about to get up, when he turned his head and saw Wen Xuechen coming rumblingly in a wheelchair, He slammed himself straight on the ground again: "...Senior."

Wen Xuechen didn't answer, and didn't even bother to give him a peripheral vision, and walked past him.

When he turned his back completely, he said indifferently: "Don't kneel here. Go and do your work elsewhere."

At that time, Jiuzhideng didn't know that Wen Xuechen hated people who were out of the way, but he also felt a little thorn in his back, so he had to turn around and back away.

Before leaving, he heard Wen Xuechen who came to the hall ask Zhou Beinan, "Has his fever gone?"

Zhou Beinan replied: "If you continue to cook it, it will be cooked."

Wen Xuechen pondered for a while: "Chop some ice. Cut more and soak him in it. Maybe it will cool down faster."

Zhou Beinan woke up like a dream: "Yes, it makes sense."

Obviously, Wen Xuechen's arrival has no other benefits except that the number of princes in the palace has changed from one to two.

"...That's reasonable." Xu Xingzhi woke up from the chatter in the room, and just heard Wen Xuechen's nonsense, his face turned pale, "Two brothers, I beg you to be more generous, what are you doing?" Don't worry about it, just let me have a good sleep."

Nine Branch Lamps left Xu Xingzhi's dormitory, and walked along a clean and distant path, avoiding many eyes that seemed to be looking at strange animals.

Fortunately, he has neither demon energy nor fairy energy, a clean and lonely piece of white paper, as long as he walks obediently with his head down, no matter where he floats, he will not attract attention.

He made up his mind to go to the Green Bamboo Hall to plead guilty to his master, Lord Qing Jing, whom he has not met yet.

Senior Brother Xu's misfortune was caused by him, although Senior Brother didn't blame him, if Jiuzhideng didn't take the initiative to clarify, firstly, his conscience would be uneasy, and secondly, if he didn't explain clearly, it would be difficult for him to gain a foothold in Fengling Mountain in the future.

After coiling around, he walked to the window of the side hall of the Green Bamboo Hall, when he suddenly heard the voice of Lord Guangfu from inside: "...Senior brother, you speak lightly! Do you know that when I found out that he went to the magic way privately, I wished I could immediately Just kill him!"

Nine Zhideng was startled, took his breath away, and squatted down among the emerald green bamboos.

"It's not that serious..." A soft and slightly nasal voice came out of the window, "Xi Yun, I just went to deliver a letter, and besides, there is that child Qu Chi accompanying me."

"It's not serious? What if he clashes with the people in the main altar of the Demonic Dao? What if he dies there, the artifact loses his possessions, escapes from his body, and falls into the hands of the Demonic Dao?" Mr. Guangfu Out of breath, "Brother, why I punished him this time, don't you know? If he really dies from his injuries, we can get back the World Book!"

Nine Branches Light's eyes froze.

Inside the window, the gentle voice stopped talking, only the helplessness of Mr. Guangfu after being provoked remained: "Senior Brother, I know what you want to say. God does have the virtue of good life, but people's hearts are turbulent, and it is really unpredictable. Daozu Laojun is also hard to count. Xu Xingzhi has a stubborn temperament and is really difficult to raise..."

The man he called "senior brother" said: "I didn't protect and practice it because of the virtue of good life in heaven."

"Why is that?"

The man hesitated for a moment before softly saying: "I can't bear it."

Mr. Guangfu: "..."

"His nature is not bad, he is a funny and gentle child in his bones." The man smiled slightly, "If I can have a son who looks like him, I will be satisfied."

Guangfu Junqi said: "...Then your family is really unfortunate."

"Unfortunately, it's the right thing to do." The man said softly, "Back then, he became friends with me when there were three or two rice wines in the small town, and I introduced him to Fengling. Later, if I hadn't invited him to drink with him, he would take him with him after he was drunk. He entered the Tongtian Pavilion, and he will not be recognized as the master by the World Book by accident. I am sorry for him, so I should protect him for the rest of my life."

The two of them spoke some more words before they left the side hall.

Perhaps it was thought that no disciples would pass by here in the afternoon, or perhaps it was thought that even if there were disciples passing by, there would still be traces of spiritual power flowing, so there was no need to worry about it. Mr. Guangfu was careless for a moment, so he did not set up a protective barrier.

But Jiuzhideng hadn't practiced yet, and he was extra careful when walking, all kinds of coincidences mixed up, and the secret was passed from the two people who only knew it to the third person's ears.

The white paper of Jiuzhideng floated silently, but he didn't want to get the first ink stain here.

Jiuzhideng, who had just learned the secret, was terrified. He squatted under the window for a long time before gathering enough strength to run back to Xu Xingzhi's bedroom.

He still didn't dare to enter the hall without authorization, so he quietly climbed up to the roof of the senior brother's dormitory at night, took off the tiles, and looked at the sleepy young man on the bed.

Looking at it, Jiuzhideng had a faint feeling of sympathy with him, and even felt that his senior brother was a little more pitiful than himself.

... After all, Jiuzhideng knew all the reasons why he was rejected, but the senior brother didn't know anything.

But Jiuzhideng also has a problem that he hasn't figured out for a long time.

——After so many years, Jiuzhideng still doesn't know, and Mr. Guangfu is nothing. Why can't even Mr. Qingjing notice that he is outside the window?

When he was still young, he guessed that it might be that Mr. Qing Jing only cared about his senior brother and didn't care about him.

However, as time went by, Jiuzhideng became more and more suspicious. In fact, Mr. Qing Jing knew where he was.

And his reason for not piercing the nine lamps is quite simple.

If he opens his mouth to expose this matter, according to the character of Lord Guangfu, since Jiuzhideng, who is a descendant of the Demon Dao, knows such secrets, he will definitely "died suddenly" in Fengling Mountain due to some special reasons.

Mr. Qing Jing has always had a temper as gentle as water, and a heart like the sea. He didn't want to hurt anyone, so he chose "inaction". This is true for himself and his senior brothers.

But now, the only gentleman who can answer his question is gone.

What is the meaning of the truth geometry?

Jiuzhideng looked down at Liuyunhe in front of him, his voice had lost joy, sorrow and anger: "You have harmed the master, and you have also harmed the brother."

Liu Yunhe raised his chin and said with a fearless smile, "This is a big deal. If Mr. Mozun told his subordinates such a secret, his subordinates would naturally think that you want me to do something."

Jiuzhideng sneered and didn't comment on his actions.

Seeing his sarcasm, Liu Yunhe couldn't help but feel angry, and his voice rose sharply: "Jiuzhideng, what expression do you have? In the year of hunting, Master died in Fenglingyue. Chen's men, this time, he died again for the sake of the devil! What about you? Besides dragging the devil into the abyss step by step and forcing the devil to pieces step by step, what have you done? What can you do?!"

Jiuzhideng stared at him quietly, with an undercurrent in his eyes.

"Killing one is a crime, and killing all is a hero!" Jiuzhideng's silence angered Liu Yunhe. His legs were broken and he couldn't struggle. His eyes were red and his lips were white. I have defeated the master of Fengling Mountain and destroyed the first disciple of Fengling Mountain. I am worthy of the way of the devil! Jiuzhideng, what are you?! What are you? Why do you punish me?"

The more he talked, the more complacent he became, and the more he spoke, the more saddened he was, he exclaimed: "Do you think you can go back? You are a demon! You have been a demon since you were born! Even if you kill me, the blood flowing in your body will still be gone!" It's still the blood of the devil!"

"Why should I kill you?"

Nine Branch Lamps finally opened their mouths, and cast their cold, snow-like eyes on Liu Yunhe, and asked earnestly, "... Isn't living ten thousand times more sad than being dead?"

When Liu Yunhe was dragged away by the demonic disciples he had summoned, he struggled and laughed strangely: "Why am I still alive? See how you can destroy the demonic way?"

Nine Branches Lamp did not answer his question.

Soon, he was the only one left in the hall.

He picked up a copper cup and a copper wine jug from the overturned table. There was still some residual wine in it, and it was just enough to fill a whole cup after being poured out.

Nine-branched lamps walked out of the empty hall holding the filled wine glasses.

The night wind blew the moonlight into a mess, he wrapped his thin fur robe tightly, and coughed twice due to the wind, some wine spilled out and landed in front of the empty steps.

The question that Liu Yunhe asked hoarsely just now, Jiuzhideng had asked himself thousands of times in countless nights.

How is he going to treat the Demonic Dao?Where will he lead the way forward?

At the beginning, Jiuzhideng admitted that it was only to satisfy his own selfish desires when he seized the position of the master of the Demon Dao and refined the body of the Nascent Soul.

Now, the senior brother is gone, and the master is also gone.

Without senior brother, without master's right way, is there anything worth his nostalgia for?

Liu Yunhe was right, that was his hometown that he could never return to for the rest of his life.

——Besides, the only ones who know about the brother's back injury are himself and Meng Chongguang.Since the brother was rescued by Meng Chongguang, the only person he doubted was himself.

But what could he argue against?Didn't he tell the whole story about his brother's back injury to irrelevant others?Couldn't it be his drunken words that brought the brother to this point?

In the past, when he closed his eyes, he would always be with his senior brother tomorrow, but that tomorrow seemed like it would never come.

Nine Branch Lamps picked up the wine glass in their hands, but did not drink it, but fell into the burning pine iron torch in front of the hall together with the glass and wine.

The flames rose suddenly, the golden snake danced wildly, stretched out the snake letter, and arrogantly licked the wind chimes in the corridor.

The light of the fire reflected the water-like eyes of the nine lamps, and amidst the creaking fire, what Xu Xingzhi had said to him also echoed strangely in his ears.

"The way of the devil, the way of ghosts and the way of immortality are all the same."

"As long as you don't wantonly cause disasters and only cultivate your own body, then the differences between the three paths will only exist in prejudice."

Immediately afterwards, Liu Yunhe roared like an explosion in his ears: "Killing one is a crime, killing all is a hero!!!"

Thinking of these few words again at this time, Jiuzhideng felt suddenly enlightened and enlightened.

——Yes, senior brother, Xiaodeng really did something wrong. He paid too much attention to the difference between Dao and Dao.

If I can lead the way of magic into the right track, if I can let people in the way of magic cultivate their own bodies and concentrate on their karma, then what is the difference between the four gates and the way of magic?

...Since the four sects can lead Taoism and return to orthodoxy, why not the way of magic? !

The burning flames engulfed the persistent face of the young man, burning out many delusional thoughts for no reason.

And since crying heartily, Xu Xingzhi's spirit has improved a lot.

Since they decided not to go to Fengling to seek revenge, the two of them walked away from Fengling, stopped and walked, and arrived at a small southern town far away from dust and smoke. He picked out an insignificant jade ring finger from among his treasures, exchanged it for money, bought a small building with a single family and lived in it.

In a blink of an eye, it was the end of summer, and the heat was still there, but there was a bit more autumn dew.

Xu Xingzhi practiced swordsmanship in the small courtyard of his home for half an afternoon, and felt bored, so he took Meng Chongguang to the street to relax.

Both Xu Xingzhi and Meng Chongguang have good appearances, walking on the street, their looks are seductive, which inevitably makes passing girls and women look back frequently.

But most of them looked at Xu Xingzhi.

After all, although Meng Chongguang is taller, he was born too beautiful, as delicate and clean as a priceless jade bottle. If he brings it home, he must cherish it carefully and wipe the dust three times a day.

But Xu Xingzhi is completely different, his face is a very standard handsome man, as bright as a green pine, and his smiling eyes seem to be seductive wherever he falls, which will inevitably arouse people's imagination.

This is why Meng Chongguang follows him every step of the way every time he goes to the street.

Xu Xingzhi only thought that he and Meng Chongguang were half and half, each had its own merits, so he didn't think too much about it, holding a fan in his left hand, swinging between the shops.

Meng Chongguang obediently followed him and bought a bowl of plum soup.

The clean and easy-to-hand white porcelain bowl contained clear plum soup, crushed ice ding-dong, and drank it in one gulp, feeling numb to the top of the sky, Xu Xingzhi took a sip of it with his hand, not forgetting to rub it Rub his head as a compliment.

The town is so small that it can be measured with a pair of legs in half a day.After all, Xu Xingzhi was just recovering from a serious injury, so he was a little tired after walking, so he randomly picked a small booth and sat down, saying, "I want a bowl of three delicacies noodles."

The girl watching the booth just quietly looked at Xu Xingzhi's face. When her heart was bubbling, she made a mistake, and the egg that was intended to lie under the powder was broken up, and the crispy egg yolk stained the powder soup into a mess.

When the girl brought the three delicacies noodles to the table, she blushed in embarrassment and said in a low voice, "This...is too ugly. I'll make another one with you."

Xu Xingzhi put down the fingers of his left hand that were caressing the plump lips, put the fan back into his waist, and took the bowl of three delicacies noodles with broken eggs without hesitation, and said with a natural smile: "One person is enough to please the eyes."