The devil attacks me every day

The new residence of Xueji Sect was chosen not far from Wan Tingzong's residence, and it was repaired and organized by thousands of monks from Xueji. After three months, Xueji's disciples finally had a new home.

Song Hai looked at the waterfall rushing into the pool, and at the same time heard the twittering of cranes passing over his head, he was amazed: "Wow, it's so beautiful! Living in such a place, I'm not afraid of ghosts anymore!"

The disciples around him glanced at him with indescribable eyes: "Isn't it Song Hai, people who are ready to form alchemy are still afraid of ghosts?"

"..." Song Hai's eyes were full of tears, "Brother, you don't know what kind of torture I've been through!"

His bitterness poured out quickly and abundantly, the fellow disciples who listened directly frowned, and then it was too annoying, so they simply ran away.

"Brother, don't go! Come with me, don't leave me alone!"

The two rushed past one after the other, almost bumping into He Yu and Yang Ye who were oncoming.

Yang Ye saw that the two came quickly, he grabbed Heyu's arm and pulled her into his arms: "Be careful!"

He Yu staggered a little from being dragged, and barely stopped by relying on Yang Ye's chest.She raised her brows, turned her head to look at the two people who had rushed past just now, and roared, "Song Hai! Li Jin! What are you doing!"

It seemed that the apology of the two could be heard from a distance, but the two had no intention of turning back.

Yang Ye couldn't help laughing: "It turns out that Xueji Sect disciples are all so abrupt."

"What do you mean?" He Yu rubbed the arm that hit his chest, looked up at him, "Aren't you also a disciple of Xueji Sect? Did you say that about your own family?"

Family?

The Yang family had long been razed to the ground during the great chaos in Central Earth. Many members of the clan had already died, and the few people who did not want to call themselves the Yang family were scattered and scattered. The only one who remained by his side was the There is Yang Kapok as a relative.

Seeing Yang Ye's sad expression, Heyu realized later that she had said something that made him sad, and quickly poked his stomach lightly with her elbow: "That's right, Kapok didn't say that the residence I was allocated is very nice. Is it? Shall we go and see him?"

Yang Lin and Yang Ye, two younger generations of the Yang family, joined the Xueji Sect at He Yu's insistence.

Although he couldn't become an inner sect disciple at the beginning, Heyu believed in them, and if he devoted himself to practice, he would definitely become one of the many strong men in the world one day.

"Okay." Yang Ye looked at the smile on Heyu's face, and his heart became warmer, "Let's go."

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked slowly on the quiet and far-reaching path, further and further away.

"By the way, I saw Yun Xin two days ago." The girl's voice was soft, "She has worked hard in her cultivation, and she is about to catch up with me!"

"Really? Wasn't Huaijin the least fond of cultivation before?"

"Yun Xin said that she also wants to be someone like Sect Master Huai, able to protect the people around her in times of crisis! That's right, by the time of this battle of Tianjiao, we may become rivals~"

The boy's laughter was clear and pleasant: "The opponent is the opponent, so let's compare. Who among us can be the top in the battle of Tianjiao?"

"Hmph! Yang Shuwen, do you think I can be worse than you? How is it possible! Don't forget how many times your aunt has saved you!"

This time Yang Ye did not refute.

He took a deep look at the young girl walking side by side, and said with a gentle smile, "Yes, you saved me so many times, how could I forget?"

Green mountains, clear water, green trees and white clouds.

The voices of the two became more and more indistinct, turning into the most refreshing summer breeze, constantly blowing forward.

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Wan Tingzong.

In the stone pavilion, there are several immortal monks sitting around, admiring the flowers and drinking tea, in a very chic manner.

But if you listen closely, you will be able to hear those monks who are immortals talking about gossip.

"The last time I saw Master Sujiang, there was a stunning woman beside him. Although I didn't see it clearly, I never forgot it!"

Someone clicked his tongue: "Don't think about it, that's Senior Su Jiang's future Taoist companion."

"What?" Su Jiang kept a low profile. Even though he was Tao Changyu's only junior, he seemed to have only used Shanhai Pavilion to brush up his sense of existence for thousands of years, and there was very little gossip in the rest of the time, not to mention Still gossip with color!

"Really? Is it really Senior Su Jiang's Taoist companion? Why have I never heard that Senior Su Jiang has a lover?"

The man was very proud, and raised his chin: "Who in this Liuhe has the best news about me? Don't believe me, just wait for the good news from the two of them!"

Everyone's expressions changed.

Speaking of the most well-informed person, of course there is another one.

It's just that that one has recently been pushed to the top of the storm, and can no longer listen to gossip quietly, and can only be rumored as gossip.

"Speaking of this..." Someone scanned the expressions of everyone around him, and said cautiously, "Does Su Yaowei always go to see... that person?"

At the mention of 'that person', everyone's expressions were a little unnatural.

Then the most well-informed cultivator stepped forward and replied in a low voice, "He has gone. None of the guard disciples saw him go the day before yesterday, and he even carried a priceless guqin!"

"What piano?"

"I heard... ouch, I can't remember the name, it seems that Su Yaowei went to the South Fire Continent to find it. Anyway, it has the effect of calming the mind!"

Everyone was at a loss for words.

"What kind of mind is quiet, what kind of god is peaceful, isn't that person crazy? The soul is gone, and there is only a body left."

Someone sighed: "You can't say that. It is said that after he got the Guqin, he rarely went crazy. He was locked there playing the piano all day long, and he didn't get bored."

"Hahahahaha, Brother Liu is wrong. How can a lunatic feel bored? Their world is the simplest. There are only two things, happy and unhappy!"

Someone thought this was absurd and asked, "Why does such a person let him live? Have all the venerables forgotten the sins committed by that person?"

Some people questioned, and naturally some people answered their doubts.

"Everyone knows that I was also one of the people who was imprisoned in the mustard space that day. But in the end, none of us died. Tang Zongzhu was seriously injured, and Mu Fanyuan tried his best to treat him, and he has already recovered. To be honest Xu Xiaofei was probably the only one who killed him with his own hands? But as far as I know, Xu Xiaofei was not a good person at all, he was a massacre, a human pill, half human, half ghost. Killing him is not a serious crime."

In the final analysis, it is that person's crime is not unworthy of death'.

"Your news is too late!" Someone added, "Xu Xiaofei was not killed by that person, but by a girl named Sang Jiu, the last bloodline of the Fufeng Sang family, and that girl herself admitted it!"

"Then according to what you said, he is not wrong? It's not his fault that he caused chaos in the middle of the earth and made everyone trapped and afraid? Isn't it his fault that he plotted against our little uncle and his Taoist companion?"

"Aren't our little uncle and Meng Zhao all right? Why are you so excited?"

"Hey, hey, after all, don't do it! Stop—stop, stop! I won't be polite if you do it again!"

"Who is being polite to you!"

"Hey, hey, isn't it, how old are you and you're going to fight all day long?"

"..."

The sound of gossip blew further and further into a secluded courtyard.

There are big formations all around here, even a mosquito can't fly out.

Blue sky, green trees.

Hua Chao, Yue Xi.

Sitting under the shade of the tree was a man in white clothes. His hair was a little disheveled and his clothes were not clean, but he was extremely devout, plucking the strings under his fingers.

The sound of clank and zither pierced through the sky, each sound more mellow and moving.

On the wall, sat a man with handsome eyebrows.

He squinted his eyes to listen to the sound of the piano, and shook the bone fan gently in his hand. When he heard the subtlety, the bone fan slammed on the palm of his hand and shouted: "Okay! I understand this, Cang Zhu, don't say it again." I played the piano to the cow!"

Since no one answered.

Su Yao was not annoyed, nor did she look lonely.

That suave face was full of excitement when talking about gossip: "By the way, Cang Zhu, do you know? I've been listening to gossip for so long, and this is the first time I've become a gossip myself! There are people everywhere I go recently. Look at me secretly, if I wasn't Wan Ting's Shengling Taoist anyway, those people would probably speak ill of me in front of my face!

"Unfortunately, there are still several beauties among them, and the most I can't see a beauty making an expression of disgust for me, so I have to leave.

"Also, have I told you before? There is a junior named Shu Lang in the calligrapher of Yuncang Mansion, the one whose full name is Shu Liuming——

"Didn't Meng Zhao's elder sister be turned into a living corpse by Lord Huaixian, and she wandered around after the chaos. What happened? She was really found by Shu Liuming!

"He liked Meng Zhao's sister a hundred years ago. Of course, I took a look when he brought Meng Zhile back not long ago. Tsk, she's really pretty. Like Meng Zhao, the whole family is good-looking. All the beauties I have seen in the past are beautiful - don't argue, I think it is almost the same as Liuli!

"Although Meng Zhile can't change the fact that she is a living corpse, but fortunately she has regained her own consciousness, and she is not much different from a living person. Shu Liuming also really likes her, and it is said that she will become a Taoist companion soon... But we are afraid that someone will gossip, so we will talk about it with those close to us, and we will not spread it to the outside world, and we will not invite others to watch the ceremony.

"When the time comes, what do I have to give them? Fulu? Magical artifact? Or something? Well, that child Yuan Jin seems to be preparing a big gift, and I can't lose... I have a headache, I hate giving gifts the most.

"Su Jiang is going to cleanse his Taoist companion recently, so...you know it, Liu Li's reincarnation. She was born into a peach tree spirit, and she can't be orthodox. Su Jiang is so busy that he doesn't have time to accompany her. I drink.

"Did you know? Li Shiqi turned out to be Liuli's adoptive father... Hey, you should know, after all, you all know each other hahahahaha. After that incident, Li Shiqi retired again, saying that his cultivation base was almost abolished." , just want to spend the rest of my life in peace——

"Ah bah! This makes sense. Even if one's cultivation base is abolished, he is more powerful than me. Who is he referring to? I thought he was mocking me!

"The rest of my life? I don't know how many more years I can live without getting old after living for tens of thousands of years. I just eat one mouthful for the rest of my life... These big guys are too pretentious, too pretentious, and it makes people angry!

After talking for a long time, Su Yaowei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, people are avoiding me recently, it's best for you to listen to what I have to say for a while."

Having said that, Su Yaowei lay down again.

The shade of the tree covered half of his face, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Flowers towards the moon and evening... flowers towards the moon and evening..."

He repeated a few times, turned over, and hid all the loneliness on his face.

"It's such a beautiful word."

The author has something to say: The next chapter is about our two sons~