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The moment he opened his eyes, the aura that had been dormant all over his body immediately spread out, and with a flick of his sleeve, he saw that the aura in the air was all gathered into a liquid, which was attributed to the porcelain bottle not far away.

Sitting on the futon, Chenxiu flicked between his fingers, and a ray of white light hit the stone door of the secret room. A small gap was slightly exposed from the stone door. Suddenly, a snow-white paper crane flew in from the outside and stopped. On top of Yu Chenxiu's flat palm.

Chenxiu recognized at a glance that this was the paper crane he had given to Chenran before retreating. According to Chenran's personality, he would not use this thing unless it was absolutely necessary, so now this is... an accident.

Chenxiu's eyes froze, the paper crane moved its beak, and the suzerain's voice came from within.

Come quickly to the meeting hall.

Chenxiu got up, put away the new gifts that he made for the little apprentice during the retreat, stepped out lightly, and his figure slowly disappeared into the secret room like the ripples of water.

meeting hall

Accompanied by faint ripples in nothingness, Chenxiu's figure in black clothes suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"Senior brother retreat can gain something."

"Sometimes I feel something, I don't know what the suzerain is calling for."

Seeing that he had already sat down, Chen Ran knew that he couldn't hide the matter even if he wanted to, so he said: "It is really urgent to call my junior brother out of customs today."

"Ok?"

"It's about your apprentice Qing Hui."

Chen Xiu said coldly, "What's wrong with Hui'er?"

Before retreating, Chenxiu was really worried that he would be bullied when he was not there, so he deliberately left a lot of good things for him, including many life-saving charms.

Moreover, in the storage ring he gave to the little apprentice, there is also a piece of his life essence blood, which can be used by the little apprentice to resist the full blow of the monks below the tribulation stage, and once the life essence blood is used, he will immediately perceive it, but During the retreat period, he didn't sense this object for passive defense.

Chen Ran pursed her lips and said, "Qing Hui was kidnapped by Mo Wutian when he went out to practice."

click-

Almost as soon as this sentence fell, Chen Xiu directly crushed the arm of the armchair in his hand.

The monstrous murderous aura erupted from Chenxiu's body and swept across the entire meeting hall in an instant. Under the suppression of this terror, countless things all turned into dust and returned to nothingness.

knock knock --

"Wu Lingkong, the suzerain calls you to the meeting hall." The voice of the disciple who sent the message came from outside the door.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Wu Lingkong slowly opened his eyes.

The fact that Wu Lingkong's foundation was abolished was widely circulated on the day he returned to the sect. Of course, many people still hold a skeptical attitude towards such rumors. It has never been personally confirmed.

No, being summoned to the meeting hall today, Wu Lingkong met many disciples of the same clan along the way, seeing his sloppy footsteps, pale face as if recovering from a serious illness, the expression on his face was wonderful for a while.

Delightful, regrettable, gloating, ruthless...

'Don't worry about those little guys, Wu Lingkong, you have to believe in the aura of your protagonist, and we will definitely climb to the top of this world. '

Seeing him drooping his head and saying nothing, Goldfinger immediately began to comfort him. Wulingkong became more and more silent during the days of his return to the sect. Under this silent silence, Goldfinger was frightened from time to time, feeling that something bad was about to happen. to happen.

Is the protagonist halo?A strange shadow flashed away in Wu Lingkong's eyes.

……

Soon after, it was the joy of the demon king's connection, and the whole demon palace became lively. Li Jiuxiao wandered along the bluestone path, passing through the winding corridor, and suddenly saw an elegantly decorated courtyard.

"Qinglan Court."

After reading the three characters on the plaque, Li Jiuxiao turned his head to the demon attendant who led the way and said, "Whose courtyard is this?"

Mo Wutian was a little hesitant, because Mo Wutian had said earlier that Li Jiuxiao would not let Li Jiuxiao get close to Qing Hui, and she had tried her best to avoid Qinglan Garden on the way before, but for some reason, she went around and came to the gate forward.

Seeing her troubled expression, Li Jiuxiao said, "Let me guess."

At this moment, the jade fan in his hand flicked away, "What makes you embarrassed and unwilling to tell, must be Mo Wutian's confession before, and Mo Wutian's confession must be due to scruples, and Mo Wutian has something to say. Don't be shy, there is only one person in this magic palace."

With Bi Yufan closed, Li Jiuxiao smiled lightly and walked towards the courtyard. Where the magic servant stood before, there was only an inconspicuous puddle of blood left.

Mo Wutian was worried that Qing Hui would be disturbed by the devil energy because his whole body's cultivation was sealed, so he specially ordered people to plant many spirit-gathering grasses in Qinglan Garden.

There has always been a lot of rain in the Demon Realm, and it starts at night and stops at day. After a night of nourishment, the spirit-gathering grass in the courtyard will always be washed and brightened, and round raindrops can be seen rolling down on the slender green leaves from time to time.

Normally, Qing Hui was confined to the courtyard and could not go out. Without cultivation, even practicing sword became physical work. In recent days, he often leaned against the gazebo with a scroll in his hand to read.

The sun seems to be exceptionally good today, warming his body. Qing Hui sat on a stone bench with his back leaning against a stone pillar. The soft sunlight shone on his flawless facial features from the side, fading away the coldness of daily alienation and adding to his beauty. Wipe the good taste of the years.

Suddenly, his curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and the graceful arc cast under his eyelids also trembled slightly. As if he couldn't resist the tiredness, the book in his hand fell to the ground suddenly while his arms were half down.

Li Jiuxiao walked out from behind the tree, walked slowly into the gazebo, and picked up the scrolls that fell on the ground.

"Grass and trees have hearts."

Taking his eyes away from the scroll in his hand, Li Jiuxiao confirmed the identity of this person with just one glance - Qing Hui.

This is the person who haunts Mo Wutian's soul.

Compared with the coldness of facing Mo Wutian that day, the boy who closed his eyes and slept soundly looked well-behaved and serene.

Qinglan Sect, Hall of Discussion

In the middle of the hall, Wu Lingkong finished his narration of the day, and then the hall became quiet. With the coercion moving faintly from Chen Xiu's body, the whole space fell into a deathly silence.

"I already know." Chen Xiu's voice came slowly after an unknown amount of time.

The room warmed up.

Chen Ran breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, turned his head to Xiashou Wu Lingkong and said, "Okay, your body has not recovered yet, so you should not move too much, go back and rest earlier."

"The disciple takes orders." Wu Lingkong lowered his head and cupped his fists, then turned around.

"Wu Lingkong, have you forgotten something, Xianxucao, the Xianxucao in your storage ring has not been handed over to Chenxiu. '

Immortal grass?Wu Lingkong, who turned around, was filled with darkness.

'Hey hey hey no volley did you hear me no volley. 'Goldfinger was allowed to jump in a panic in the sea of ​​consciousness, but Wu Lingkong was unmoved at all, and walked out of the hall with the same expression.

Suddenly, Chen Xiu, who was talking with Chen Ran not far away, suddenly felt something, turned his head suddenly, and shouted: "Stop!"

No volley footsteps stopped.

Turning around slowly, Wu Lingkong clasped his fists and said respectfully: "What's your order?"

The young man's back is slightly bent, his footsteps are flimsy, and he is clearly in the prime of his youth, but he looks like a dying old man, exuding a decadent and lonely atmosphere.

Chen Xiu frowned, just now he felt a familiar breath from Wu Lingkong's soul for a moment.

Cold, ruthless, overbearing, brutal throbbing.

That's the emotion you get when you face an enemy.

It's just... now it's gone.

Seeing that Chenxiu frowned, Chen Ran thought that he was trying to use Wu Lingkong as a knife, and immediately said: "Junior Brother, I don't know, Ling Kong has been infected with a demon seed, and years of hard work have turned into nothing. Qinghui is in a situation where no one would like Seeing the result, I hope the younger brother will expose this matter for the sake of this child's difficulty."

Chen Xiu remained silent, staring at the bowed man with piercing eyes for a long time, suppressing the momentary doubt in his heart and said: "Brother misunderstood, I just thought of other things, Wu Lingkong, you go down first."

"The disciple takes orders."

……

The courtyard is full of rays of light, and the setting sun is late.

Thick and slender eyelashes like butterfly wings moved unconsciously, shadows under the lids flickered, opened and closed repeatedly, and Qing Hui, who was sleeping in the gazebo, slowly opened his cold eyes.

As soon as Qing Hui was conscious, he sensed something sensitively, and suddenly turned his head to see a man in white in front of the stone table who was reading his previous scroll.

Xu Shi noticed the noise, the man turned his eyes slightly sideways, and the two of them met each other's eyes.

A glance is as calm as water, and a smile is full of smiles.

One eye is as cold as frost, and one eye is as bright as a star.

The masculine temperament is brilliant, graceful and fairy-like, and the person dressed in white is better than snow with a chic posture, which makes people feel good at a glance, but Qing Hui dare not be careless, who can appear safely in this magic palace, there will be no unknown generation.

"Who are you?" The clear voice sounded like broken jade on a plate.

Li Jiuxiao closed the scroll in his hands slightly, closed his head and said, "Li Jiuxiao."

Qing Hui's eyes flickered, Li Jiuxiao, the poisonous king.

Sensing the vigilance in the boy's eyes, Li Jiuxiao smiled lightly, turned his gaze back to the scroll in his hand, and continued to flip through it, saying, "Are you Chenxiu's little apprentice?"

"If what the poisonous lord is referring to is Master Qinglan Zongchen."

Li Jiuxiao tilted his head, "Don't be so nervous, I'm just confirming."

"The poisonous king's reputation is like thunder, and Qing Hui dare not be careless."

Seeing this, Li Jiuxiao didn't quarrel with others on this issue. Instead, he turned the topic to the scroll in his hand and said, "Do you like growing flowers and plants?"

"Pleasure at leisure."

"Oh, I didn't expect that other than me, there are people in this world of cultivating immortals who have the same leisurely joy." Speaking of this, Li Jiuxiao changed the subject: "It seems that you are a disciple of Chenxiu and you still have this kind of leisure. For the sake of joy, let me help you a ride."

After that, Li Jiuxiao turned his right hand, and suddenly saw a porcelain white jade bottle appear in his palm.

"This is Jinludan, which can undo the seal that Mo Wutian left in your body."

Qing Hui didn't take the porcelain bottle in his hand, but said firmly, "Why help me?"

"Why?" Li Jiuxiao frowned, then chuckled, "Probably because I'm too bored and want to have some fun."

In the world of cultivating immortals, Qing Hui had heard rumors about this poisonous king more or less. At best, he had an evil taste, and at worst, he regarded human life as nothing. happy.

After looking at the porcelain bottle in the opponent's hand for a long time, Qing Hui got up, "Qing Hui thanked Du Jun for his kindness, but there is no need." After speaking, he left with a flick of his head.

How can a snake spirit looking for fun really want to help, if he really helps, step on it, it must be a deep abyss!

Li Jiuxiao was stunned for a while by the opponent's unreasonable behavior, and then felt the disappearing footsteps behind him, and thought that the opponent had no hesitation when he left, and couldn't help laughing out loud. Voice.

As expected of Chenxiu's apprentice, it's interesting, really interesting.

The porcelain bottle in the palm fell in a straight line on the bluestone floor of the gazebo, and was shattered with a crisp sound of 'pop'. The three characters of Jinludan on the broken bottle were slowly blurred, and then replaced by three other characters.

Panacea.