The villain brother only wants salted fish

The corner of Hua Zhushui's mouth twitched, did he just hear Master Ye call himself an enemy?He clearly remembered that he should be Master Ye's confidant, when did he become an enemy again!

He looked at Bai Xianjun, who was red-faced, red ears and eyes blurred, and Ye Qinghe, who was standing behind Bai Xianjun, holding onto the sleeve of someone like a little daughter-in-law, and couldn't help wondering if he was dreaming.

"This is your enemy?" Bai Qingyun clenched the long sword in his hand and whispered, "What did he do?"

"What should you do in general?"

"Ordinary?" Bai Qingyun thought for a while, "It means taking away your property, coveting your beauty, and trying to sell you to a brothel."

Ye Qinghe nodded and imitated the example: "This person deceived me to be alone, took away my property and saw my beauty, so he became lustful. He wanted to do that wrong thing first and then sell me to a brothel."

My lord, what nonsense are you talking about!Even if you say that the brothels in the whole continent are your property, it is more credible than what you just said. He is a clean and shameless person, how could he do such a thing!

Having received such a big accusation for no reason, Hua Zhushui, who had never held a Dalian girl's hand since he was a child, felt wronged. He opened his mouth to defend, but his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't get it out.

Not only him, but everyone who took a closer look at the side looked speechless and frozen in place.

These monks are not ordinary monks. If they are weak, they can be one of the best figures in a small sect, and if they are strong, they can be elders and guest ministers even in Tianyi sect.If it weren't for Ye Qinghe's strength to convince people, it would be impossible for people like them to stay here.

And being able to control everyone at once, there is only one in Wuyi City.Thinking of this, he slowly looked at Ye Qinghe, his eyes met, and saw his adult with a pair of red pupils, and two large characters "shut up" written on his expressionless face.

Hua Zhushui quickly closed her mouth, and swallowed her grievance back into her stomach.

"I didn't expect you to be such a nasty person with a dignified appearance." Bai Qingyun pointed at Liu Suiyun and said drunkenly: "Damn it, what I hate the most in my life is bullying the weak. Qing Yun will act for the heavens!"

He looked back at Ye Qinghe and said, "Don't worry, Beauty Ye, with me around, they will never dare to bully you."

Flowers chasing water:? ? ?

After saying that, Bai Qingyun activated his demon energy, and the water in his hand buzzed.Bai Qingyun snorted coldly, made a seal with his left hand and raised the sword in his right, and went straight to Liu Suiyun.

Seeing the long sword coming towards his neck, Hua Zhushui hastily turned his head. From such a close distance, he naturally smelled the alcohol on the opponent's body, and seeing Bai Qingyun's ruddy complexion, he was only half-conscious about the current situation. point.

However, he couldn't help thinking about it, the long sword arrived, and the operation on the left side was completed. Bai Qingyun pushed the palm of his left hand forward, and saw a flash of black light, and a dragon made of devilish energy roared out of his hand, and the flowers bloomed. Zhushui dodged in a hurry, half of the long sleeves on his hands were cut off.He hurriedly backed away, only to hear a bang, and the wall behind him collapsed.

Hua Zhushui glanced at her long sleeves, and then at the long wall that was turned into ruins behind her, she couldn't believe it.

Although he didn't say anything, he has always been proud of his cultivation strength. From the time he embarked on the journey of cultivation, he has not known how powerful the immortal king is. If he hadn't been defeated by Ye Qinghe seven times in the past, a person like him He has long become the big devil who disturbs the peace of the cultivation world.

How many years has it been since no one can get close to him?Even the monks who were killed by him are not many who can match two moves with him.He called Bai Qingyun "Bai Xianjun" just for Ye Qinghe's sake and not Jing Mingjun.

What's more, this person has been lazy and non-compressive since he met him. Before he knew it, he almost forgot that this person is Tian Yizong's big brother, even if he is drunk, he can cut off half of his sleeve with one move. , if this is another 20 years of hard work...

Hua Zhushui silently put his hand on the handle of the knife. After a long absence, he felt a sense of joy in his heart. After 50 years, he was still the bloodthirsty Liu Suiyun, the shackles put on by Ye Qinghe, Gradually start to loosen.

He licked the corner of his mouth, and the long knife was half out of its sheath, and the surrounding spiritual energy immediately rushed around him.However, in the next second, an invisible oppressive force enveloped him, Liu Suiyun's hairs stood on end, his cold eyes fell on him, and his whole body seemed to be frozen.

He raised his head slowly, and saw Ye Qing and that cold and emotionless gaze.Hua Zhushui shrugged, pressed the long knife back to his waist, and regained his sanity.

I almost forgot my current identity.Bai Qingyun's smell of alcohol made him understand five points, and the adult's gaze just now solved the remaining five points of doubts for him.

Looking at the Pianpian gentleman in front of him, Hua Zhushui sighed, holding the back of the saber to block the move, and when Bai Qingyun cast the spell again with his left hand, his left foot caught his right foot unnaturally, and his pretentious chest happened to be hit by the spell. In the end, like a kite with a broken string, the whole person broke through the three-story wall and fell to the ground without moving, and passed out.

This is the end?Bai Qingyun looked at his right hand and felt that it was weird there. He remembered that he withdrew his hand when he was casting a spell. It shouldn't be so bad, right?He tilted his head and thought for a long time, not only did he not understand, but his mind became even more dizzy after drinking.

Forget it, it must be because he is too powerful.

Bai Qingyun nodded, walked back to the spot with the sword in hand, looked up at the "beauty" and said seriously: "I have cleaned up your enemies, and no one will dare to bully you again from now on."

Ye Qinghe stretched out his hand to caress the top of Bai Qingyun's head, "Well, no one bullies me anymore."

Bai Qingyun frowned, feeling that this action was particularly coaxing a child, and the tone was pampering.

His face was blushing, and when his brows were furrowed, his cat eyes elongated slightly.Ye Qinghe couldn't help lowering his head, the drooping eyelashes were long and dense, casting a small shadow on the eyelids.

"Great kindness and great virtue are unforgettable, and the only way to repay the kindness is to promise with your body." Ye Qinghe grabbed Bai Qingyun's hand, bowed his head and kissed the back of it lightly, "How about you and me being a Taoist couple?"

Such a good opportunity, such a brother, how could he let go.

"No," but Bai Qingyun opened her eyes wide, her eyes blushing and she shook her head, "As a monk, it's my duty to eliminate demons, defend the Tao, punish evil and promote good books, and I'm not doing this just because of your beauty!"

"It's not about my beauty, but it's about me?" Ye Qinghe said clearly, "It really is Mr. Jing Ming, unlike other people who are superficial and only recognize skin."

In fact, I strike up a conversation just because I see you looking good, and I can't speak like this right away.Bai Qingyun faltered for a long time: "Just to help you slay your enemy and promise you with your body, then you will suffer too much. I can't do this kind of thing that takes advantage of others."

Such a good beauty, when she is worthy of a hero, she is a toad with only half of her face rotten, how can she be worthy of a swan.

Ye Qinghe frowned: "Then how can we not take advantage?"

"Of course I have done a lot of things to move you with sincerity," Bai Qingyun thought for a while and said, "Generally, there are seven or nine difficulties, and as many as nine or nine. Anyway, killing monsters, fighting bad guys, It’s definitely not enough to do one thing for the sake of standing out and gaining your favor.”

In fact, one thing is usually enough, but with his many years of experience in reading scripts, such an appearance is also at the level of the protagonist, and one thing is definitely not enough in his work, and the script cannot be so short.

Bai Qingyun was indescribably disappointed, "It's a pity that there are no monsters and villains now, and there is no chance to stand out."

"Monsters? Bad guys? Who said there are none." Ye Qinghe raised his eyebrows, and turned his gaze to one of the black-clothed monks.

Eyes met, the burly man walked out of the crowd silently, and under the envelope of green light, he turned into a huge, four-legged tiger head with scales on the front and white hair on the back, and a black snake tail. monster.

Ye Qinghe looked down at Bai Qingyun, pointed at the monster and said, "Look, it's a monster."

Bai Qingyun didn't know what happened. When he came to his senses, there were already a bunch of people lying on the ground.

Looking at the piles of people on the ground, he rubbed the back of his head, not knowing when he became so powerful.Panting, he put the Flowing Water Sword back into the scabbard. He was a little tired. After finishing the fight, the dizzy feeling in his body not only did not subside, but became more and more obvious.

There seemed to be a beauty's voice in his ears, Bai Qingyun wanted to turn around, but his body was so heavy that he couldn't move, and he couldn't help it anymore, he slowly closed his eyes, and finally fell into a deep sleep again after being drunk.

"You haven't agreed to let me make a promise with your body, why did the senior brother fall asleep?"

He strode forward and hugged Bai Qingyun into his arms. Ye Qinghe looked down at the sleeping face of the person in his arms. He struggled for a long time between shaking him awake and letting his senior brother back to his room to rest. In the end, he was the only conscience. Got the upper hand.

Holding the person in his arms, he turned his head to look at the "sea of ​​corpses" on the ground and said, "It's cold, everyone get up."

After saying this, he turned around and walked towards his bedroom.

It wasn't until Ye Qinghe's back disappeared in front of his eyes that these black-clothed monks dared to get up boldly.They looked at each other's companions, and their eyes were full of confusion.

The burly man who had been transformed into a prototype before turned back into a human form. He looked at his companion and asked wonderingly, "Why is your lord so close today?"

Not only did he say six words to them for the first time, but he also cared about whether they were cold enough to wake them up. The most important thing was that he clearly saw that the always cold-eyed adult had been staring at him with eager eyes from the beginning to the end. Looking at the monk in white, he was almost stuck on someone.

"My lord is of course approachable, and you don't even look at who is in his arms."

At this moment, Hua Zhushui, who had collapsed outside on the third street, also came back. Except for his clothes being dirty and torn, he looked the same as usual, and he couldn't tell that he was the person who fell to the ground and passed out just now.

He looked at the monks and rolled his eyes, "Go back if you have nothing to do, what is there to complain about when everyone is gone? People who understand will naturally understand, and those who don't don't understand it even if they think about it overnight."

After finishing speaking, he patted the dust on the corner of his clothes and was the first to leave.

After changing the clothes for the person on the bed and covering the quilt, Ye Qinghe reached out and brushed the hair in front of Bai Qingyun to his ear before turning and leaving the room.He is very familiar with the Shura League that was built with the former residence as a template.

He didn't need a map, he walked around the city, and came to a garden in a short while. He walked to the rockery in the corner of the garden and slightly stimulated the demon power. In the next second, red lines appeared on the rockery. The mountain was divided into two from the middle, Ye Qinghe walked down the stone ladder slowly with his hands behind his back.

There is a world of difference between the outside of the rockery and the inside of the rockery.If the outside is a prosperous and beautiful Wuyi City with abundant aura, then the inside of the rockery is a dark and humid place with turbid air and no aura.

This is the dungeon of Wuyi City, where people are locked up. However, from the time it was built to today, Ye Qinghe killed countless people who wanted to kill him, but only one person was locked up here.Or rather, demon.

His eyes were suddenly enveloped in red light, Ye Qinghe looked at the billowing magma in front of him expressionlessly.The blazing magma is still bubbling with hot air, and even a slight touch can scald off a layer of skin.However, in the center of such magma, there is a monster standing in the center.

The monster looked like a man and a ghost, most of its body was submerged under the magma, and under the sizzling sound, it exuded the smell of meat and charcoal. Just by hearing the sound, one could tell what kind of pain he was enduring.

However, his upper body that was bound by chains didn't look good either. The exposed upper body was densely covered with hole-like wounds, and the bright red blood dyed his body blood red. One of his two arms turned into a bird's wing, and the rest Although one of them still looks like a human being, its five fingers are missing and bleeding out.

Hearing the sound of human footsteps, the person in the magma slowly raised his head.Seeing the person coming, he couldn't help but tremble with fright, with a look of horror on his face.His lips trembled for a long time and he screamed, "Kill me! I was wrong! Kill me!"

"Begging? The Twelve Generals of the Monster Clan are well-known figures, how can they beg for help? Besides, since ancient times, the only way to beg for life is to beg for death?" Ye Qinghe said indifferently: "Tell me what is wrong with you? "

"I'm not the twelve generals, I'm not the twelve generals." Eagle Bald shook his head in fright, the magma splashed onto his upper body and scalded black wounds one after another, but he didn't care at all, vomited black with a broken gong sound Bloodside said:

"You are the demon emperor! We were wrong! We deserve to die! My lord, let me go! Let me go!"

They are very clear about what the prosperity of the Yaozu depends on. Although this Xuanfeng, who never showed his face, chose to explode at the last moment to blow himself into minced meat, the flesh and blood left over from the previous fight The collection of residual bones has made

The overall strength of their monster clan has greatly increased, and they have the arrogance to challenge the other two realms.

By drinking blood and eating meat, their cultivation has greatly increased.It can be said that they are really stepping on Ye Qing and the bones.

"To shut up."

Ye Qinghe said coldly, he casually cut his fingertips with his nails, and with a flick of his fingers, the blood dripped on Yingbald's body.

Yingbald let out a long roar immediately, his whole body was covered by red flames, but just when he thought he could finally usher in death and was about to be dissipated, a breath of spiritual energy came from the iron chain, forcibly locking his soul die on the body.

Over the past 50 years, magma, unstoppable wounds, cutting off long fingers and limbs again and again, for him who lost the demon core, just like a mortal, any pain is enough to make him die hundreds of times a day.

Not to mention whether Ye Qinghe's blood and chains are the electric current, but every time when he thinks he will die, the chains will give him a breath of energy, allowing him to barely survive, repeated for 50 years, He has long been tortured by a madman, and under the great pain, he only wants to die in his heart.

Ye Qinghe shook his head and said coldly: "It doesn't matter if you take the throne of the Demon Emperor, use my blood, flesh and blood, or even return at night, I never take it to heart for a moment, let alone hate. The only thing is that you should not Move senior brother."

That is senior brother, that is his Qingyun, his bright moon, and his sun.

Only this person, he does not allow others to hurt him in the slightest.

Looking at the trembling man curled up into a ball, Ye Qinghe smiled, but the smile on such a beautiful face not only did not make Yingbald feel happy, but also scared the whole person out of his wits.

"You're lucky, I'm in a good mood recently." Ye Qinghe approached slowly, "I'm in a good mood, even if it's a request from a disgusting guy like you, I'm willing to agree."

After saying that, a chain flew out from the dark and cut off Yingbald's neck. Blood gushed out from the neck and splashed onto the red clothes. Ye Qinghe glanced at the chained head and turned to leave.

Brother is still waiting for him.

The author has something to say: It’s too difficult, I don’t know how to write face-slapping at all, and when I write about eagle baldness, I almost feel so worried that my head will go bald.

The number of words exploded today, look at how hard I work (kimbo)