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

Shiba stared at Ning Shijiu steadfastly, preparing to tie up his colleague casually to prevent him from doing some stupid things suddenly.

It is the simplest way to show your body and reveal your whereabouts. Eighteen will have to spend a lot of brains and even more trouble; if Ning Nineteen directly intervenes, Eighteen will inevitably have to carry the slogan of "privately entering the world and helping ordinary people" charges.He is not so-and-so's catastrophe, once the charge is charged, the orthodox will never let him go!

It's rare to sneak down to play, why did you encounter such troubles?

However, he gradually found that his worries seemed unnecessary.Ning Nineteen just quietly looked at the old devil in his house, showing no signs of going mad.

Shiba patted his chest vigorously, and let out a long breath of foul air.

"Although it's only been a day, let's go back quickly..."

…………

After being reprimanded by Chu Yuan, Wu Zhen saluted again and helped Lu Yang back to his room slowly.

Behind him, Chu Yuan suddenly asked another question: "Can't you hangover?"

Wu Zhen turned around and replied: "Uncle Master should know that if a cultivator is drunk, he can definitely cure it with magic, with spiritual energy, with Taoism, and with foreign objects, but the best way is to sober up naturally. Hurting the body is not against the harmony of heaven. This disciple is ashamed and hopes that Senior Brother Yang can sleep and drink himself up."

Chu Yuan nodded silently, glanced at Lu Yang who was drunk and confused, and asked, "Where did the wine come from?"

"Senior brother Yang, he secretly...cough, he brought it here, brother Yang. The disciple refused to drink, and the brother was furious. He drank half a bottle by himself, and then he became drunk like this. If the brother wakes up late tomorrow, I also hope that the second senior uncle and the senior uncle will be considerate and forgive him for being drunk."

"You brought him out just to intercede for him? It's not his own fault that he's so drunk!"

Chu Yuan felt a little displeased with Lu Yang's privately bringing wine up the mountain, which was also somewhat inexplicable.But after thinking about it, Yuntang is also on the mountain, and Lu Yang brought wine, probably not to get drunk with Wu Zhen, but to drink with his master... This is very similar to Lu Yang's frivolous and willful style.

So he turned his eyes back to the wooden sword that was not yet fully formed, thinking that tomorrow he would definitely cut off Lu Yang's evil spirit, and let the child follow the rules.

He gave a few instructions and instructed Wu Zhen how to arrange for Lu Yang, asking him to put up with it for a night and serve his unreliable senior brother well.Wu Zhen naturally nodded again and again.

That's all Chu Yuan said. Standing under the ancient tree, he watched Wu Zhen go back to the house indifferently, but a thought came to his mind intentionally or unintentionally:

Does that kid surnamed Wu talk so much on weekdays?

……

Wu Zhen closed the door forcefully again.

Beside him, Lu Yang stood with his head against the wall, unconsciously letting out a few low-pitched whispers.Wu Zhen smiled, stretched out his hand to caress Lu Yang's face, and then slowly moved down, sliding all the way across Lu Yang's lips, chin, and neck, and finally stayed at the collarbone, pressing lightly.

During his "obscene" process, Lu Yang remained motionless, not even turning his eyes.

As a result, Wu Zhen's smile became more open, and the corners of his mouth curved to the extreme, showing some kind of hysterical madness.

He activated the talisman with a trembling tone and movement.The surroundings of the hut were surrounded by green light, and then slowly returned to darkness.In the next breath, the candle flame shot up to a height of three feet, and the orange-red fire lighted up without any wind, lighting up the three-foot radius.

"Xingying Mute Talisman, ha, who would have thought that a junior disciple like me, who was under the influence of others, could draw such a high-end thing as the Xiying Mute Talisman? Who would have imagined what would happen inside this talisman enchantment?"

Wu Zhen frowned, shook his lips, and made a strange gurgling sound from his throat, as if he was trying his best to restrain the urge to laugh wildly.He took a few breaths, grabbed Lu Yang by the neckline, and roughly dragged him to the bed behind the table.

With a muffled bang, Lu Yang fell heavily on the bed, breathing in in pain.After the pain passed, he lay down quietly, neither moving nor making a sound, as if he had fallen asleep.

Wu Zhen was standing by the bed, looking down at him quietly, his face hidden in the deep shadows.After a while, he slowly covered his face with his hands, shaking his shoulders and laughing.

Amidst the laughter, countless auras gushed out from him, turning into the most realistic chains, entwining Lu Yang's hands and wrists, pulling them straight upwards, and finally embedded them in nothingness.

Lu Yang was pulled up from the upper body, half kneeling on the bed, his hands were hung on both sides of his head, and his head was drooping - forming a typical imprisoned posture.

With a weird smile on his lips, Wu Zhen climbed onto the bed almost stiffly, walked to Lu Yang's side on his knees, and whispered softly in his ear: "Senior brother—senior brother? Have you had enough sleep? Wake up—— "

Lu Yang's head moved slightly, and then as if awakened from an abyss-like nightmare, he suddenly raised his head, with unbelievable expressions on his brows.

The smile on Wu Zhen's face couldn't keep its shape at all, it exploded endlessly, it looked like a ghost, and it was extremely frightening:

"Senior brother! Ha, senior brother, what expression do you have!"

Lu Yang groaned softly, twitched his hands and feet, and made a clanging sound with the chains.He looked around, and when he looked at Wu Zhen again, his face changed from astonishment to fear: "Junior Brother Zhen? Are you—Junior Brother Zhen?"

"Yeah, why not! If it's fake, it will be replaced!"

Wu Zhen laughed lightly, then burst out laughing, pounding on the bed, laughing so hard that he was out of breath and nearly burst into tears.

In the gap between the crazy laughter, he looked up at Lu Yang, trembling his lips, and said word by word: "Since thousands of years ago, I have been it!"

Lu Yang bit his lower lip fiercely. Although he didn't speak, his pale face at that moment already exposed the huge shock in his heart like a stormy sea.

Wu Zhen was obviously stimulated by his expression, he straightened up suddenly, pinched Lu Yang's cheek with his hands, and moved his own face closer, their eyes were only a few feet away.

Wu Zhen didn't want to know what was rolling in his eyes, and he didn't need to know.He only saw the suddenly constricted pupils of the person in front of him, and the surging emotions inside were like the most delicious nectar in the world, bringing him endless satisfaction and intoxication.

He savored Lu Yang's thoughts carefully for a while, then grinned again, and when he spoke again, his voice was already hoarse:

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother Yang! Long time no see! It's almost - 3000 years gone, isn't it?!"

Lu Yang tightly closed his eyes, then slowly opened them, and said coldly, "Well, it's been almost 3000 years since you died in my hands."

Wu Zhen pulled back suddenly, the cold light in his eyes pierced Lu Yang's body like a needle point.Lu Yang looked back at him without fear, even though he was chained and couldn't break free, he was already a fish on the board, ready to be beaten by others, the aloofness on his face was still like a mountain of white snow, showing no tendency to melt.

A moment later, a crisp and ear-piercing slap sounded in the room.

Lu Yang's hair bun was scattered by this slap, and his cheeks became swollen rapidly, with five fingers clearly printed on it.His head was beaten to one side, his hair was loose, and he was in a mess.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha!"

Wu Zhen laughed like a convulsion, and pinched Lu Yang's chin, forcing him to turn his head back and look directly into his own eyes.

"What are you still pretending for? Huh? What are you still holding back? Seeing the person you killed with your own hands reappear in front of you, and with the memory of the previous life, holding you in the palm of your hand again, you are surprised! Said You can't believe it! Keep expressing your hatred for me! Do you think I can't see you pretending to be plain?!"

His fingers moved up slowly, pinching the skin on both sides of Lu Yang's cheeks, with a little force.

Lu Yang shook his head desperately, and his suspended palms flicked randomly in the air, causing hundreds of chaotic changes of air movement.But Wu Zhen didn't even look at it, the other hand suddenly reached up, and the index finger touched Lu Yang's lips, and then without hindrance, it reached into Lu Yang's pinched open mouth.

The spell that was about to form in the air disappeared without a trace.Lu Yang let out an uncomfortable groan from his throat, his whole body was tense because of this, his head was thrown back desperately, but he couldn't struggle at all.

"Ah, that's right, it seems that you still remember the taste of 'Thousand Silk Entangling Gou'." Wu Zhen didn't think about what to do to Lu Yang right away, but after a little humiliation, he smiled and pulled his hand away. When he came out, he waved the sticky silver thread to Lu Yang nervously, "Brother, take a look, this is your—"

He leaned over and bit the tip of Lu Yang's ear: "—Dragon Saliva!"

A morbid blush rose on Lu Yang's pale face.Wu Zhen laughed triumphantly, and casually smeared the liquid on Lu Yang's collarbone, moved back slowly, and jumped off the bed.

Lu Yang coughed violently behind him, and he acted as if he hadn't heard it, and he took small nervous steps, running from one end of the room to the other, and from the other end to this end, his fingers twitching in the air , activated all the air mechanisms in the house, and with an occasional twist, it broke Lu Yang's resistance that had just appeared.

Where are these methods and techniques still a disciple of the first stage of refining and transforming qi?

After about half a stick of incense, Wu Zhen gathered all the things he was looking for.With a glance of his eyes, those things ignited flames in his palm, crackling, steaming, and atomizing, and he controlled them with wonderful techniques, bit by bit, they condensed into glittering metallic luster. of liquid.

Lu Yang kept struggling on the other end, and the sound of the chains clashing could not stop.Wu Zhen only played music to listen to, pursing his lips to prepare medicine, looking quite happy.

"By the way." He said suddenly, "I used the soul-controlling spell just now, took control of your body, and brought you in front of Chu Er. You might as well guess, you showed your body in front of him. What kind of expression?"

Lu Yang's struggling movements stopped for a moment.He didn't speak, but looked over anxiously, and the muscles on his body tensed for a moment, showing the master's uncontrollable tension.

Wu Zhen had a clear understanding of this, and then showed a weird smile that was intoxicated, and said, "I remember that expression very clearly, and you should remember it too—"

"Thousands of years ago, when you killed me, you smiled just like you do today!"

"Anyone who sees your smile, Senior Brother, will never believe that you are a gentleman, an innocent child—ha, do you think Second Senior Uncle will be an exception?"

Lu Yang still didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth visibly twitched violently, and the slight trembling also started from the soles of his feet, spread through his chest little by little, and reached his head.

He shook his head slowly.

Wu Zhen tilted his head to watch seriously, and after a long time, he let out a cruel laugh.

In his past and present lives, he could always find the greatest joy in observing Lu Yang.That person's emotions and expressions between joys and sorrows are really the most incisive poison/drug in the world, making Wu Zhen intoxicated by it, no matter how difficult it is to get rid of it.

"Ah—don't look at me that way." After savoring enough, Wu Zhen poured the liquid in his hand into the glass cup, walked back step by step, and smiled leisurely, "I haven't finished talking yet. Senior brother, although you You laughed like that, but no one else saw it except me. Do you still remember my 'Hazy Green Smoke' poison?"

He walked up to Lu Yang, pinched Lu Yang's chin again, forced Lu Yang to look up, and took a breath with a smile, blowing away Lu Yang's drooping hair.

"Brother, your smile is so beautiful. I am the only one who has seen it, so I don't want to share it with others." He gently raised the glass and whispered wildly, "You just have to do it for me." Just laugh. In the past 2000 years, in the future—forever—"