Master Xiao thinks about those years

"Brother, did you see it? The little beauty in the room is so handsome!"

"So what about being handsome, this prostitute is dedicated to Ye Zun, look inside again, be careful that Ye Zun digs out your eyes!"

"Oh, don't scare me, I won't say anything..."

While the gangster was sinking, some distant words came intermittently.

Yan Chen had a splitting headache, opened his eyes tremblingly, and saw a gloomy palace - big red curtains, vermilion wooden tables, carved wooden pillars, and dim candlelight.

Everything around seemed to be red, so red that it covered the sky and covered the sky.

He glanced down and found himself lying on the bed, covered with a red embroidered quilt.

Lifting off the embroidered quilt, there is...a /silk/not/hanging on her body.

Why...... no clothes?

Yan Chen was stunned, a trace of strangeness appeared between his cold brows, and his jade fingers quickly pulled the quilt to wrap himself tightly.

After doing all this, he found that something was wrong.

Isn't he dead?How do you feel it now?

A burst of broken pictures jumped in his mind, Yan Chen racked his brains for a long time, and finally came up with the answer - he was reborn.

To this answer, Yan Chen was a little dizzy. He was originally the Daoist Qing Hui respected by Yu Xianxiu. In his previous life, Lin Ji, the master of evil curses, wreaked havoc on the world. He sacrificed his flesh and blood to the world, and died together with Lin Ji.

Up to now, he has been dead for six years.

According to common sense, he should have lost his soul, but for some reason, there is still a trace of soul wandering in the underworld. After staying in the underworld for six years, his soul was detained by a ghost.

As early as a few quarters of an hour ago, the ghost escort who escorted his ghost said: "Your sins have not been redeemed, and you will go to the world to settle the matter. You must not tell outsiders about your rebirth."

After finishing speaking, the Yin messenger left a bloody seal on his forehead and sent him back to the world.

Yan Chen didn't know what sins he had unredeemed. As a successor of the spiritual spell cultivated by Shangyu, he sacrificed and died for the world. Logically speaking, he never owed anyone anything.

In order to sacrifice, he even gave up the two apprentices he brought up with his own hands.

Yan Chen remembered that when he died, his first apprentice, Fu Nian, was still kneeling at his feet and begging.

Fu Nian... Yan Chen whispered this familiar name.

That is his most serious and obedient apprentice...

I really don't know how he is now...

"Hey, tell me... when will Ye Zun come today?"

The voice of the conversation was lowered and sounded again outside the door.Yan Chen hurriedly interrupted his thoughts and listened to the conversation outside the door.

"Who knows? Ye Zun's temperament is so unpredictable."

"It's time now...By the way, brother, the person in this room is said to be the most beautiful woman in the world!"

"Tch, because he is the number one beauty, isn't he a prostitute? Isn't he going to be sent to bed to be played by Ye Zun?"

…………

Whore?play……

Hearing this, Yan Chen's handsome face paled in vain.

This, this... what is it?

Yan Chen's heart was like a lightning strike, his bony fingers were embedded in the blood-red quilt, and his pure eyes were filled with anger.

He grew up in Shangyu since he was a child, and Shangyu has strict precepts, requiring his disciples to cultivate themselves.Yan Chen has always stayed in Shangyu, rarely getting involved in the world.But now that she was reborn, she turned out to be...a prostitute?

What kind of Ye Zun still wants to play with?

play? !

Yan Chen's face turned pale, he thought, if he saw that Ye Zun, he would definitely kill this lewd/demon.

"Don't look down on him, even though he is a courtesan, he is a pure courtesan."

The conversation outside the door was still going on, Yan Chen had no choice but to temporarily suppress the anger in his heart and listen.

"Isn't Qing Guan also a prostitute? But I remember that he looks very similar to Qing Hui, right?"

Yan Chen managed to calm down, but when he heard this sentence, he was caught.

Master Qing Hui, isn't he the one you're talking about?

The voice outside the door continued to babble, but Yan Chen couldn't hear a word anymore.

He raised his phoenix eyes, and there was a blood-red dress draped behind the screen. He moved his slender fingers lightly, and slightly cast an illusion, and the blood-red dress fell into the palm of his hand.

Yan Chen looked at the blood-red color of his palm, his eyes became darker and darker.

His cultivation base has almost disappeared. Although he can perform basic illusions, compared with his previous life, it is like a grain of sand.

Yan Chen frowned and stood up, stretching his white jade feet, and then the red robe stretched across the floor.

In his previous life, he was dressed in white clothes, simple and self-restraining, and he had never worn such a flamboyant color.Walking to the side of the bronze mirror and bending over to look at it, a handsome face was instantly imprinted in the mirror.

There was also a blood-colored red flower painted on his forehead, Yan Chen remembered that it was the seal left on him by the messenger.

The current face is exactly like the one in the previous life.The only difference is that this face lacks the austerity of the previous life, from the eyebrows to the lips, it is all carved out of the fireworks in the world.

"See Ye Zun!"

The guard outside the door clanged loudly, followed by slow footsteps from far to quiet.

Yan Chenxiu frowned slightly, never thought that this obscene/devil would come so quickly.

As the saying goes, the height of the devil is one foot and the height of the road is ten feet high.

Sensing that the opponent was approaching, Yan Chen hurriedly activated the illusion, determined to have a showdown with this obscene/demon.

But just after the spell was applied, Yan Chen looked at the faint candle-like light in his palm, and his heart suddenly felt as if it had reached an ice cellar.

He forgot... His magic skills have been almost sealed by that ghost.

According to his current strength, he might not be the opponent of that prostitute/demon.

"Stay back"

A cold voice sounded outside the hall, Yan Chen's brows trembled.

Not good, I'm afraid the kinky/devil is coming in

In the dilemma, Yan Chen didn't care to think too much, and hid behind the wooden bed covered with curtains.

"Squeak-"

With a slight knock on the door, Yan Chen felt someone entering the hall with slow steps.

There was silence all around, and there was a strange and familiar smell in the air.

Yan Chen hid behind the wooden bed, beating the drum inside, uneasy and apprehensive.

I don't know if he is hiding enough or not.

"Bastard! Where are people?!"

A cold yell sounded in the room, and Yan Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, did not find.

Then came the guard's begging for mercy and Ye Zun's scolding.

"My lord, forgive my life, my subordinates are not doing my best, and deserve death, so go find me!"

"It's best to find it, otherwise... you all come to see me!"

"Yes... Your lord, you go back to the bedroom to rest first, and the subordinates will notify you as soon as they find it."

"No need, I'll just wait here, you guys go back."

There was a slight laziness in the slow voice, Yan Chen trembled when he heard the words - why didn't Ye Zun leave?

"By the way, you guys close the door for me."

The slow voice sounded again, not far or near, only a few feet away from Yan Chen.

Hearing this, Yan Chen frowned even deeper - what are you doing closing the door?Is it possible...he is going to sleep here tonight?

There was no time to answer the doubts in my heart, I only heard the door of the palace close with a "bang".

There was dead silence.

The noisy voice of the guards disappeared, and only he and Ye Zun were left in the whole palace.

It was dark, the candles were flickering, and the weird and familiar atmosphere in the hall became stronger and stronger.

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

Slight footsteps sounded, getting closer and closer, it was Ye Zun walking towards the wooden bed.

Yan Chen flexed and stretched his slender fingers, his body stiffened and he dared not move.

An invisible depression has enveloped him.

Inexplicably, Yan Chen was a little scared.

"Ah……"

A soft chirp sounded beside the bed, and Yan Chen's heart skipped a beat.

There was banter in the chirping sound, like a hunter laughing at a weak prey.

Yan Chen thought that his whereabouts were exposed, but then he felt the wooden bed creaking and the curtains swaying, and it was Ye Zun lying on the bed.

Yan Chen loosened his brows and frowned again, does Ye Zun really want to sleep here today?

The palace was red and dark, Yan Chen hadn't figured out Ye Zun's strength right now, and didn't want to stay in this treacherous palace.

There was a little silence, and there was no movement on the bed.

Yan Chen reckoned that the person on the bed was closing his eyes and resting his mind, so he made up his mind, intending to escape from the palace at this time.

Su Bai's fingers flexed and stretched, Yan Chen's body moved, and he was about to escape from the devil's den.

Unexpectedly, a gust of wind suddenly rose.The external force swept away, and all the curtains on the bed were blown away.

Yan Chen was blinded by the wind, staggered and took a few steps back.

In the confusion, I only felt my feet hit the cold and hard bed board.

Yan Chen secretly thought that it was not good, and wanted to use the illusion in his hand, but a big hand stretched out, pulling him to the bed.

The candle flame flickered and the impact was strong.

Yan Chen's waist was bound by that hand, and his heart sank.

This Ye Zun is really not a good thing!

The strong wind blew out the candlelight, the hall was dark, and Yan Chen couldn't see the face of the person in front of him clearly.

With a movement of his body, he broke free from the absolute confinement, and cast the illusion in his hand, intending to kill him.

However, the light in his hand hadn't condensed yet, and the man wrapped his arms around his wrist instead.

Yan Chen had no choice but to step back, and with this step, he fell from the bed to the ground.

His black hair fluttered, and his blood-colored clothes were in a mess.

Yan Chen fell to the ground, opened a pair of cold phoenix eyes, stretched his legs in front of him, the black robe fell to the ground, and Ye Zun had already come to his side.

It was too late to cast the illusion, and the man's chin was tightly pinched.

As the distance drew closer, Yan Chen was suddenly startled.

In the dim light, he could clearly see that this man had a black ring on his hand that he was all too familiar with—Liuhuo.

Liuhuo is a fire weapon, the ring he personally put on his apprentice Fu Nian in his previous life.

But why... the prostitute/devil in front of me has it?

Yan Chen was suspicious, and he didn't have time to answer the doubts in his heart. He saw a black shadow flashing, and Ye Zun had already approached.At the same time, a joking and provocative voice sounded in his ears:

"You really have the guts to play tricks with this deity. Are you... not afraid of death?"

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———"Senior Brother Xiao Xiang Those Years"

Yan Su is a dandy, and he once thought that his well-behaved and obedient junior brother Chang Jue was a gentleman.

Because of some kind of Gu poison, Yan Su often went to Zuichun Tower to hang out with a young man named "No. [-]".

Every time when Yan Su came back from Zuichun Tower and entered the room with a tired face, the junior brother would obediently come forward and call sweetly: "Senior brother, I will help you."

Thinking of what he did with "No. [-]", Yan Su often has no face to face his gentlemanly junior.

Since then, I have become more and more regretful.

Until one day, Yan Su's Gu poison suddenly broke out, and there was only the junior brother by his side.

Yan Su panicked and ran out first.

Unexpectedly, before he stepped out, he was pulled into a familiar embrace.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the little junior brother smiling gently in his ear.

"Brother, don't worry, number seven is here."

The outer wave is purely attacked by the inner wave X the outer pure inner wave attack

PS: 1: There is no great abuse, it should be a redemption guardian article

2: There are many vests, not real.