The devil has brought his family's Heavenly Tribulation down again

Lu Yang looked at the innocent and bright smile of the person opposite, and shook his fingers violently.

Not seen for more than a month, Wu Zhen is still thin and small, his eyelids are habitually drooping slightly, and his face is timid, looking like a timid and harmless rabbit.

Chu Yuan and Yuntang seemed surprised to see him greet people with a smile.

However, Wu Zhen quickly withdrew his smile, glanced at Lu Yang again, then lowered his head in fear, took a step back, and said in a flustered manner as if explaining: "Uh... I saw my brother the day before yesterday... I was very kind... I miss you very much... I saw you today, I saw you... then..."

When he said the last few words, his face was so red that he could bleed.In the next breath, he hastily turned around and went back to the house, and slammed the door very impolitely, leaving the three people in the yard looking at each other in blank dismay.

Lu Yang cursed in his heart: When did I treat you so well?You are still thinking about it!You're not thinking about how to poison me to death, are you?

He changed his mind and thought, Wu Zhen is still young at this time, his temperament is immature, and he only met him once, it is impossible to easily develop a vicious heart and the idea of ​​harming others.

But that guy's attitude towards him is obviously problematic!

Where is the problem?

Lu Yang's mind was in a mess and he was thinking about it, his thoughts were churning, his face turned blue and red, stiff and ugly, and his ears didn't work well for a while.

Yun Tang called him a few times, but to no avail, and looked at him very strangely: "I told you to go in and see Junior Brother Zhen, what are you doing here?"

"Oh!" Lu Yang raised his head in surprise, the flash of fire in his eyes startled Yun Tang.

"Yang'er, you are talented and have a good foundation in martial arts. Now that you have started practicing, you can be regarded as a competent senior brother. Take good care of your junior brother and don't bully others casually!" Yuntang instructed again seriously, hesitated for a while , opened his mouth, but what he said was a very awkward sentence, "Also, your brother Zhen...is not in good health, you take care of it carefully!"

Lu Yang heard the sign that Yuntang changed his words temporarily, and was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask back directly, but bowed and said: "I understand."

Chu Yuan was sharpening a wooden sword under the tree, and after listening to Yuntang's instructions, he said without turning his head, "Take your sword and go in!"

"Huh?" Lu Yang thought he heard it wrong, "with a sword?"

Yun Tang nodded, with a worried look on his brows: "Don't bully him, but don't let him bully you, go."

In a daze, Lu Yang took his Duanmang Killing Sword from Yuntang's hand, and was half carried and half pushed by Yuntang to Wu Zhen's door, and subconsciously knocked on the door.

"We two old ones have nothing to do with him." Yuntang bent down and whispered in his ear, "But you are different. You are about the same age as him, and from the way you were just now, he probably won't reject you... Have you seen this mountain full of poison?"

Being blown by Yuntang's breath on his neck, Lu Yang's mind was shaken, his hair was already covered in hair, his legs and feet were trembling.Hearing Yuntang's question, he nodded stiffly, staring straight ahead, not daring to glance sideways.

Yuntang didn't know his embarrassment, and continued: "We—me and Chu Er—knew that he did it, but he refused to admit it to death, let alone explain it. Yang'er, ask him for me— —”

There was the sound of kicking footsteps from inside the door.Yun Tang poked Lu Yang's back heavily with his fingers, and suddenly his body floated a few feet away, standing shoulder to shoulder with Chu Yuan.The two immortal masters suddenly chatted about everything in the world. They seemed to be completely ignoring their own affairs, forming a world of their own, enjoying themselves.

"..." Lu Yang looked at Yun Tang and Chu Er who were acting flawlessly, and felt that his world view was about to collapse.

While grieving over the depravity of his master and uncle, he clenched the Duanmang Killing Sword tightly, becoming more and more vigilant in his heart.

It can make both Yun and Chu give up the way of life, and practice the mysterious and sneaky style. Who is Wu Zhen?

Be extraordinary!Be extraordinary!

Lu Yang's thoughts turned, seven or eight kinds of conjectures flooded out in an instant, but before they had time to verify or reject them one by one, the door creaked again, and a small gap opened.

Wu Zhen's weak voice came from inside the door, it seemed to be lack of energy, low and ethereal, every word was staccato: "What's the matter?"

Lu Yang coughed: "Junior Brother..."

"Brother Yang?"

"Oh, it's me. Can I go in and talk?"

"..."

The door was silent for more than ten breaths.Lu Yang frowned, killing all the chaotic emotions, and re-stabilized his mind.

Wu Zhen didn't speak for a while, and he just stood outside the door for a while, waiting quietly for the other party's decision.

Time goes by little by little, flowers bloom and fall, clouds roll and clouds relax, the outside world is brilliant and ever-changing; here it seems that time is frozen, and it is as quiet as a deep pool.

Lu Yang pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already forgotten everything Wu Zhen had done to him, and the hatred that he swore to kill this beast.He is just a young man full of enthusiasm, a little senior brother who cares about his junior brother. At this moment, following the order of his master, following his own thoughts, he waits patiently outside the door, waiting for the awkward and shy junior brother to open the door, and then...opens his heart.

After all, Wu Zhen didn't have his top-notch concentration, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, and opened the door a little bit: "...come in."

Lu Yang smiled and threw a "thank you" in first, then kicked the door open with his toes, making the gap wide enough, and then squeezed sideways into the room.

As soon as he entered the room, Wu Zhen slammed the door behind him with another "bang".

The last ray of light disappeared, and the room was pitch black, not to mention the doors and windows were closed, and even the cracks in the doors and window lattices were covered with spells, completely blocking the light.

Lu Yang used spiritual energy on his eyes, and easily gained the ability to see normally in the dark.He familiarized himself with the environment first, then turned his head to look at Wu Zhen who was hidden behind the door, and asked doubtfully, "Junior Brother Zhen, can you see it?"

"Barely." Wu Zhen grinned, and Lu Yang saw his two rows of neat teeth, even in the dark environment without light, they still... shone coldly?

His heart tightened, and with a breath, Wu Zhen reached out and grabbed his wrist: "Brother, come and sit here."

Subconsciously, Lu Yang was about to pull his hand back, but he didn't twitch.He didn't dare to resist forcefully, for fear of stimulating Wu Zhen and causing some uncontrollable changes.

So he could only sigh, obediently followed Wu Zhen all the way, obediently handed the Duanmang Killing Sword to Wu Zhen, obediently took off his coat, and knelt down in front of a low desk.

In the process, he has ascertained Wu Zhen's current cultivation level.There is nothing worth noting, it is just the level that Wu Zhen should have at this age - the movement of aura is imperceptible, and there is still an ordinary stagnation in every gesture, every breath can stir up a small aura , but have more than enough energy for a larger square inch.

These are the various appearances when he has just enlightened his spirit and stepped into the first stage of refining and transforming Qi. Although Lu Yang skipped this stage, his eyesight is still there, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it at a glance.

Like a cultivator at this stage, Lu Yang didn't use spells or weapons, and he could beat dozens of them by himself.

So he doesn't care about the existence of Duanmang. If the situation is really critical to the point where he needs to fight, whether he has a long sword or not will have no effect on his final victory at all.

Wu Zhen was quite happy for his "tenderness" and "obedience", and there was a pure and flawless smile on his face.He first lit the candles in the four corners of the room, then washed his hands, took out a few things from the big cabinet next to him, turned around and said with a smile: "It's rare for you to come, senior brother, I'll treat you to tea!"

"Tea?" Lu Yang's eyelids twitched, and he said in as casual a tone as possible, "So this is the Second Martial Uncle's room, right? Second Martial Uncle has prepared tea?"

"how is this possible."

Wu Zhen walked slowly to the table and put down the things in his arms.Lu Yang saw that there were tea cakes, a small purple sand pot, a few jade cups, and a sapphire saucer.

Wu Zhen gently flipped these objects with his fair and slender fingers. Amidst the melodious clash of vessels, his voice suddenly became erratic, like blue smoke passing by the wind, the air rippling, and the traces are gone: "... …be mine."

"..." Lu Yang's eyes flickered in response.He blinked puzzledly and asked, "What did you say?"

Wu Zhen smiled at him leisurely: "It's nothing."

Lu Yang frowned, but Wu Zhen didn't explain anymore, got up and found out a lot of tea sets from nowhere, lit a fire and poured water in a decent way, and cooked tea leisurely.

Lu Yang has gone through [-] years of glory, how can he still not know the way people make tea normally, compared with Wu Zhen's current actions, he is laughing and angry, he almost wants to throw a table of tea sets in Wu Zhen's face go up.

Showing off elegance, pretending to understand, this guy is shameless!

Of course, Lu Yang did not forget his external identity.He is now a rough boy from a military camp, with not so much experience and not so high-sightedness. After seeing Wu Zhen's dazzling series of movements, he can only click his tongue in admiration, his eyes fixed, his face is full of admiration...

I***!

With difficulty, he resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

Fortunately, Wu Zhen didn't make Lu Yang sick for too long.He quickly boiled the tea, flushed the tea leaves, and poured the tea into the jade cup, one for himself and one for Lu Yang.

Lu Yang looked at the strange-looking Yuzhan, endured and endured, and said, "This... Junior brother, is this thing for drinking?"

Wu Zhen sat down opposite him, slowly raised his cup and took a sip, lowered his eyebrows, and seemed to smile slightly: "It's rare to be confused."

Shameless!Shameless!

Lu Yang laughed a few times along with him, picked up the cup, blew on it, and was about to pour it down viciously, but suddenly remembered something in his mind, and there was an abrupt pause in his movements.

Why should I hate this person?

—He poisoned himself!

How did you download it?

--do not know!

Now, this cup of tea is not a highly poisonous thing?

To drink, or not to drink?

With this little hesitation, a breeze suddenly blew in the air, and the fragrance of flowers wafted around.

Lu Yang lost his eyes again.The cup fell with a clang, and the tea spilled all over the floor.He tilted his head in a daze, and asked Wu Zhen, "What did you say?"

The timid young man on the opposite side slowly stretched his brows.Under the thick eyelashes, a pair of crimson eyes were flashing a crazy smile.

Then, a pale and cold finger stretched out and touched Lu Yang's eyebrows:

"……its mine."

"you are mine!"