Daoist has facial paralysis

The Taoist priest was silent for a while, and from the corner of his eye, he saw a faint light flashing by.

"Master...is that you?" came a cautious and probing voice, Dong Si Nan turned his head, and the warm person slipped into his arms, and the thin cloth rubbed against their skin, making a rustling sound.

Dongxinan touched his bony back, and knew who it was even without seeing anything, "It's me, don't be afraid."

Zhou Yibei hugged him tightly, the Taoist priest sighed, and asked softly, "Yibei, if uncle Shi did something to hurt you, would you hate me?"

"I don't even care, I have already hurt you once, there is nothing more unbearable than leaving you... No matter what my uncle has done, I will bear the consequences with my uncle," Zhou Yibei raised his head and looked at things. Nan swallowed secretly, "Uncle Master...can you kiss me?"

With a smile on his face, the Southwest Taoist bowed his head and kissed him on the cheek.

Zhou Yibei showed a trace of disappointment, he pulled the priest's clothes and dared not speak.

Dongxinan moved his face knowingly, and kissed his nephew's lips. After touching and probing, the Taoist turned over and pressed the man under his body, and slowly separated the opponent's jaw with his tongue.

Zhou Yibei cooperated nervously, his heart was beating faster and faster, every time the Taoist leader moved a little away, he panicked and wanted to keep him, and it took a long time for the two of them to separate, the Taoist leader heard his nephew's rapid breathing He let out a doting smile.

There were footsteps coming from outside, and Dongxinan rubbed his hair, "Let's go."

Zhou Yibei showed a hesitant expression in his confusion, and slowly answered, his figure disappeared into the air.

The jade talisman fell to the ground, and the Taoist priest groped for it and held it in his palm.

The door of the cell was opened, followed by a young man with a cold expression.

The Taoist priest narrowed his eyes against the light that swept towards him, and said in a slightly dissatisfied tone, "Master Ji, would you like to explain why you locked me here?"

Jizhong didn't wear a mask, and the white bones on his face were full of horror against the pale light, "The Taoist priest should understand in his heart, why do I need to explain?"

"...I thought you guys had learned to be good, but after thousands of years, you still look like this," Dongxinan stood up, and looked at Zhou Yibei who was behind him.The nephew and his eyes met, and he hurriedly turned his eyes away. The Taoist priest tilted his head and looked at him intently, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, "You know everything you need to know? Hate me ?"

Zhou Yibei didn't speak, sweating slightly in his tightly clenched fists, and the Yinling Shaman of Jiuli showed a vague figure from behind, "The Heshen Formation can be completely ready in half a month at most, Never let him go."

There was a dark golden light flashing in Dongxinan's eyes, he frowned and suppressed it, his performance fell into Jizhong's eyes more like the tension before the catastrophe, the witch couldn't help feeling a little bit more revengeful Satisfied, "Does the Southwest Taoist also know to be afraid?"

Dongxinan didn't speak, Jizhong smiled even more, Zhou Yibei suddenly said, "...Uncle, did you know who I am from the beginning?"

The Taoist priest looked at him with deep eyes, "I know, I knew it a long time ago... After all, you also passed through the underworld after reincarnation. It's hard for uncle to know."

Zhou Yibei's fists clenched even tighter, "Uncle Master is nice to me, he doesn't want to use me, does he?"

"Be careful that he will lie to you," Ji Zhong pondered Zhou Yibei's thoughts anxiously. Their original plan was to use Zhou Yibei to bring the Southwest Taoist leader into the formation after the opening of the Heshen formation, but now they have discovered Zhou Yibei's identity as the ancestor of the witch. , and the situation in the east, west and south seemed not as difficult to control as they thought, so they gave up using Zhou Yibei.

This can be regarded as a sharp reversal of the sword. If Wu Zu is coaxed by this shameless Taoist, it will become a big change... I have heard of Feng Tu's stubborn personality, and I am afraid it will not end well.

Dongxinan was trying his best to suppress the golden light that permeated his sea of ​​consciousness at this time, Ji Zhong looked at the Taoist priest's strange look and winked at Yinling, Yinling gave Zhou Yibei a hand, "Wuzu, I'm looking for you!" We came here to seal together...don't be confused."

Zhou Yibei didn't move, he looked at Dongxinan, his eyes gradually changed from confused to fierce and gloomy, the aura on the other party was obviously weakening, but it was arousing his subconscious hostility, "Why don't you answer me..."

The aura on Dongxinan's body became a little different, and he couldn't tell exactly where it was, "Yibei...does uncle treat you badly?"

Yin Ling realized that the person who spoke at this time was not the Taoist leader, so he said in a cold voice: "You have slaughtered all the people in Jiuli, and Wu Zu is just a pawn in your eyes. Tell me, this is Treat him well?"

Dongxinan smiled, "I didn't arrange him to be by my side, I used him? Don't make up the story too far."

"You are Lord Yan, isn't it easy to arrange these things?" Yin Ling looked vigilantly at Dongxinan, who was exuding a coldness in his eyes, "Wu Zu, we should seal him as soon as possible, and wait for the gods..."

"You know it all, don't you?" Dongxinan suddenly appeared in front of him and grabbed his neck, his voice was low and cold, falling on Yin Ling's ears, and he could only be heard clearly, "It's painful to know but can't say it." Right? You know that he was not the one who slaughtered the witch clan back then, and you know what he did for the witch clan and the monster clan, right? He wanted to perish with me when he survived the catastrophe under Heshen. You want to kill him? He What did I promise you? Let the Wu Clan rule the world? You ruthless people, you really can do anything, and you don’t hesitate to sacrifice him in order to kill me... Hmph, kill me, are you worthy?"

Yin Ling was pinched by the neck, running out with Yin energy all over his body, his soul was weakening rapidly, Ji Zhong's face changed, and he sacrificed a Gu technique towards Dongxinan's back.

The spell disappeared in the sudden golden light, Dongxinan pinched Yinling's neck and turned to look at Jizhong, "A mere ant, dare to violate the sky, who gave you the courage?"

He raised his hand, the majestic witch Ji Zhong instantly lost the power to resist and was bound in a corner by the golden beam, Yin Ling was thrown aside, Dong Dong Nan turned his head to look at Zhou Yi Bei with a gloomy face and smiled, "Zhou Yi Bei...you I see, do I need to use you? What fear do I have within the Wu Clan? It’s just a bunch of ignorant ants.”

He walked towards Zhou Yibei, who didn't move, the Taoist priest curled his mouth and smiled, "Your uncle never thought of using you, let's go with uncle, let's get out of here..." He suddenly paused, looked down at The blade pierced through from behind and pierced the chest, turned around suddenly, with anger in his expression, "You..."

Yin Ling let go of the knife, murmured something, pinched the sword in his hand, the dagger turned into a purple-black curse pattern and tightened the wound, the golden light from the east, west and south disappeared, Yin Ling stopped chanting and watched the Taoist priest fall to the ground, Zhou Yibei watched coldly from the side, he sighed secretly, and seemed to explain casually: "It's just a seal, he's not dead yet... But I don't know how long it can be sealed, Ji Zhong, you send more people to watch Him."

Ji Zhong looked to the east and west, the surprise on his face hadn't dissipated, this Taoist priest was so strong that he could suppress a Shaohao great witch with one move, just thinking about it already felt unbelievable.

Zhou Yibei looked at Yin Ling with a cold face, "Go out first, I want to be alone with him for a while." Yin Ling glanced at the unconscious Dongxinan, turned around and walked out of the dungeon without saying a word, Zhou Yibei turned his head to look Focusing on Ji Zhong, the latter hesitated for a moment, knowing that it would be useless to talk at this moment, so he left the cell silently.

Only Zhou Yibei and Dongxinan were left in the dungeon. The nephew who had the memory of Fengtu was more gloomy than before, staring intently at the unconscious Daoist of the Southwest, and the memory of Fengtu kept appearing in his eyes. In my mind, the killing intent in my eyes became stronger and stronger as the memory became clearer.

"Yi Bei...don't be afraid..." Daoist Southwest suddenly frowned and muttered in a coma, with a trace of anxiety and worry in his expression, the coldness in Zhou Yibei's eyes dissipated after he was stunned.

He knelt down beside Daoist Priest of the Southwest, hugged him into his arms, distressed and fascinated, "I'm sorry..." Yi Bei's eyes fell on the Daoist's hand, and he saw him holding With the jade talisman in his hand, he murmured self-blamingly, "Master, did I blame you wrongly? You won't use me...you like me, right?"

Jiyue and Jiyu waited outside the dungeon for Zhou Yibei to come out. When they heard footsteps coming from inside, they lowered their heads respectfully and turned around, "Wuzu." They have all been told to treat this strange young man with the same etiquette as the great witch. Although most people were puzzled, it was just an order from the great witch, and no one dared to object.

Zhou Yibei didn't answer, and walked out slowly, Jiyue raised his head restlessly and took a look, Zhou Yibei just turned his head, his eyes met, Jiyue hurriedly lowered his head.

"You seem to have a good foundation in witchcraft," said the compliment in a cold tone, which didn't sound like a compliment.