Former Enemy [Rebirth]

After sending out the young reporter who was still in shock, Du Yao's figure appeared in front of Long Qian in a short while.

With the creak of the thick lobular red sandalwood door, a thin figure Shi Shiran walked in.

At this moment, it is the end of You hour, and the sun has already set to the west.

I saw Du Yao's figure was stretched very long by the slanting sunset behind him in the crack of the door that was opened in a narrow passage, and the shadow falling from his head just hit Long Qian.

Du Yao's steps were very light, and he didn't make any sound, as if intentionally or unintentionally reducing his sense of existence.

This is the case, but Long Qian has no way to restrain the urge to put all his energy on Du Yao.

As a powerful master of sword cultivators, Long Qian came from a famous sect of cultivation, and it is impossible to say from which generation he has been inextricably linked with the Zhanglong sect. There are many high-level monks in the clan.

In his grandfather's generation, the Long family even produced a Nascent Soul cultivator, who became one of the five great Nascent Soul ancestors in Zhanglongmen. The Long family enjoyed a great reputation in Zhanglongmen.

Sword cultivators are different from Taoist cultivators and Buddhist cultivators. Sword cultivators don't have to abide by many precepts, and they can have all the emotions and desires of ordinary people. Things like getting married and having children are really common.

With Long Qian's background and current status, he claims to have seen all kinds of beauties, but there has never been any one who can arouse inexplicable lust just by getting close to her like Du Yao.

Du Yao stood still in the huge bedroom, raised his eyes slightly, and roughly scanned the decorations around him.

It is said that the place where a person lives and lives can best reflect his personal temperament. Although this sleeping hall named Panlong Pavilion is not as rich and luxurious as the one in Wushe Valley, it is rare and simple. There are many, but they all have unique subtleties, showing neatness and generosity everywhere.

Long Qian was still reclining on the soft couch at this moment, and his hair crown, which was usually tied high, was not taken care of because of his injuries. His thick long hair was casually scattered on the brocade mat made of Sichuan brocade, and he held his sword Xiu's unique murderous aura was slightly eased, but because of the uneven toga and exposed chest, an inexplicable sense of danger was added out of thin air.

After Du Yao entered the Panlong Pavilion, the door behind him automatically closed.

The thick wooden door closed abruptly, blocking the incoming sunlight.

Du Yao's eyes darkened, and the fist that was hanging by his side couldn't help but tighten.

The visitor is a visitor, whether it was snatched or delivered to the door by himself, Long Qian, as a winner in a certain sense, didn't care to break the deadlock of silence by speaking first.

"Guarda Du, long time no see, are you here all right?"

Originally, it was just an ordinary and simple greeting, but Long Qian's words were full of irony in Du Yao's ears.

It was less than two months since the last fierce battle at the back mountain of Qingyang Cave. For Long Qian, a cultivator who transformed himself into a god, this amount of time was simply the blink of an eye. How could it be called "long time?" not see".

At that time, Long Qian's last words were fulfilled so quickly, Du Yao couldn't help feeling resentful in his heart, but he didn't show the slightest bit on his face.

But Long Qian was really wronged.

Since he returned to Longjian Villa to recuperate under the pretext of being injured, he has been analyzing all the clues he observed before.

He had to grasp An Qiyuan's weakness, so that Du Yao, who was eager to protect him, might fall into the trap of himself.

But Wushe Valley was protected by Du Yao like an iron bucket, and the spies he sent were in the outer gate, and they really didn't know about the changes in the inner gate, so naturally they couldn't provide any further information.

Although Long Qian could use reason to resist the urge to enter the Valley of Unforgiveness and take people away directly, but he couldn't quench his emotional desire for Du Yao. He really complied with the sentence .

Just from the dozen or so steps that Du Yao opened the door and walked into the inner room just now, Long Qian, who prides himself on his astonishing determination, has spent a lot of effort not to let himself get up and pull him directly into his arms .

This is less than two months, to Long Qian who has been thinking hard for a long time and has not been able to figure it out, it is indeed a "long time".

Du Yao's complexion became more and more ugly, but he still lowered his eyebrows and said respectfully: "Sect Master An sent me here because he wanted to ask Sect Master Long for help."

Hearing this, Long Qian raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What else in this world needs An Qiyuan to lower his profile and ask for help?"

Du Yao said bluntly: "Sect Master An wants to take the spiritual tendons of the fire lizard from the fairy beast."

"Oh?"

As expected, it was the lion who opened his mouth.

Due to some reasons, Long Qian knew a little about immortal beasts.

"This fire-gathering lizard is a fairy beast in the firework basin where there is no vegetation. The power of a high-level fire-gathering lizard is only one step away from that of a beast. In terms of strength, it ranges from the early stage of Yuanying to the peak of transformation. "

"Salamanders are usually born in groups of seven to ten. The races are very close. When one of them is attacked, they will group up and surround them."

"If it's a single fight, it's possible that An Qiyuan will try to skin the salamander cramp, but if he provokes a group attack of the salamander... tsk tsk..."

Long Qian hesitated to speak, and stopped at a critical point just right.

Seeing that Du Yao didn't answer, Long Qian said again: "Although it is difficult to catch fire lizards, it is not difficult to deal with a brood with the strength of Unforgiven Valley."

"Your suzerain has always been proud and arrogant, and rarely asks for help. But I still don't quite understand why he wants to plot against me this time?"

You must know that Demon Cultivator and Sword Cultivator are different from good and evil, and they both have doubts about each other.If you don't open the skylight and speak the truth, you will easily be used by people with intentions to cause trouble under the shadow of suspicion.

Du Yao said: "This spirit tendon must be pumped alive. If the fire lizard is killed first, the spirit tendon will shrink immediately."

When Long Qian heard it, he immediately understood.

If you just want to kill the fire lizard, you only need to find a sufficient number of high-level monks to do it.

Living with the spirit tendons is a highly difficult technical task. An Qiyuan must find a way to fix the limbs of the Salamander, and then use the puppet technique to fix the limbs of the Salamander. to strip out.

The Gathering Salamander is a fire-type fairy beast, full of huge spiritual power that can turn everything into ashes in an instant, and it may be difficult to restrain it for such a long time with the power of the magic circle.

In this way, a sharp metallic sword aura was needed to nail the salamander to death in the magic circle, so that An Qiyuan could buy enough time to cast the spell.

But among the five elements, fire can overcome gold, and the fire lizard is a fairy beast, the worst is the cultivation level of the early Yuanying, at least it can resolve the damage caused by the gold spells in the middle stage of the Yuanying.

In this way, An Qiyuan had to find someone with the strongest gold spells in the comprehension world to join.And this person, apart from Long Qian, who is the suzerain of the sword cultivator and has a single spiritual root of the gold system, has no other family.

Long Qian understood it, and intuitively felt that An Qiyuan made such a big noise this time to get Nao Shizi's fire-gathering tendons, it should be because of Su Che who had just been found by him.

But because it doesn't matter, Long Qian stood up from the soft couch and walked towards Du Yao.

"So, what is the price offered by Sovereign An?"

Such a dangerous task, without throwing enough bait, Long Qian would never take the bait.

Du Yao resentfully raised his eyes to meet Long Qian's, but was suppressed by the sly smile on Long Qian's lips.

Facing Long Qian's knowingly asking, Du Yao took a deep breath and said, "If Sect Master Long agrees, I..."

Gritting his teeth, "Du Yao will be at the beck and call of Sect Master Long from now on."

After finally saying this, Du Yao felt frustrated.

"Oh?"

Long Qian said with a smile: "You are a demon cultivator, and I am the head of the sword cultivator and the suzerain of the Longmen."

"Not to mention the principle of the incompatibility between good and evil, but for a Nascent Soul cultivator like you, if you say that you are second in Zhanglongmen, no one will dare to say that you are the first."

Because sword cultivators have strength, prestige, and don't need to observe the precepts like Buddhist monks, the number of monks who have joined Zhanglongmen is the largest, and the number of high-level monks is naturally the largest.

Before Su Che's fall, there was still Qingyang Cave that could compete with him, but now that the strength of Qingyang Cave has been greatly weakened, Zhanglongmen has a faint tendency to dominate.

"This seat does not lack a person who is 'for me to send'."

Du Yao's face turned pale when he heard this.

Why didn't he know An Qiyuan's real intention of sending him to Long Qian's side?But he had already said this, and the meaning was very obvious, but Long Qian wanted to force him to puncture the window paper, and wanted him to say what he wanted to hear.

Du Yao lowered his head subconsciously, biting his lower lip with his teeth until there was a hint of rust.

In fact, no matter whether he said it or not, the result would not change in the slightest.

But Long Qian wanted to take advantage of this dismount to trample on his remaining dignity. Du Yao thought that the current him could not make that kind of begging gesture, so he could only freeze in place like a log.

Seeing that Du Yao seemed to be pushed to the bottom line by him, Long Qian leaned over and stretched out his hand to brush Du Yao's long hair scattered on his shoulders, his tone full of ambiguity.

"This seat is just asking you, are you willing to be this seat's person from now on?"

When he said this, Long Qian was very close to him, and Du Yao could even smell the faint scent of elixir emanating from Long Qian's body.

Long Qian's words were almost close to Du Yao's ear. Long Qian curled his fingers around Du Yao's hair and gently pulled it. Du Yao felt the pain and instinctively frowned.

After waiting for as long as a century, Long Qian finally heard an inaudible "yes" from Du Yao's mouth, and then smiled and let him go.

Long Qian stood up against each other, and looked at Du Yao from top to bottom.

"Since the transaction has been established, then, Protector Du, shouldn't you show some sincerity?"

Long Qian looked at Du Yao with mockery in his eyes. Du Yao was shocked when he heard the words, but he took off his robe without any hesitation.

The thick black brocade robe representing Wushe Valley fell to the ground, forming a circle around Du Yao's feet.

Du Yao stood naked in front of Long Qian, with a resolute expression on his face.

Long Qian looked at the impeccably perfect figure in front of him, but the skin was somewhat rough and dull. He first admired it with interest, and then shook his head.

"No, no, your 'sincerity' is still far from my standard of 'telling the truth'."

Du Yao had a look of surprise on his face when he heard this, he really didn't understand that Long Qian could be dissatisfied even after he had retreated to such an extent.

Long Qian licked the corners of his lips, and the corners of his slightly raised eyes showed a hint of evil.

"If you let me do it and hurt you, don't blame me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Yao only felt a sword energy fall from his eyes, leaving a long bloodstain on his forehead. "

As if suddenly realizing something, Du Yao instinctively wanted to retreat at this moment, and even forgot the "mission" on his shoulders at that moment.

The man named "Long Qian" in front of him may know something, and those pasts are pasts that Du Yao doesn't want to face anymore.

But Long Qian seemed to have expected Du Yao's next reaction long ago, so he cast a fixed body spell to fix Du Yao in place.

Seeing Du Yao's eyes gradually stained with horror, Long Qian became inexplicably excited.

"Maybe it will hurt a little, just bear with it a little bit."

As he spoke, Long Qian stretched out his fingers and dug deeply into the wound on Du Yao's forehead.

Blood dripped down the tip of Du Yao's nose, and a sharp pain came from his forehead.

It wasn't until Long Qian dug all four fingers under Du Yao's skin that he started to exert force.

A piece of bloody human skin was torn off by Long Qian starting from the head.