The tyrant fell in love with his master again [Rebirth]

Fu Hanzhang frowned.

He remembered that the last time he saw this medicine cauldron was ten years ago, when he broke through the early stage of Transcending Tribulation.

At that time, this person was still a monk with black hair and black eyes, why did he become like this today?

What's more... the snowy hair and blue eyes always reminded him of Si Xi's appearance in his previous life.

Although in comparison, the hair color of this person in front of him looks pale and haggard, and the color of his eyes is also greenish green, I always feel that painting a tiger is not an anti-dog.

He was inexplicably agitated: "What's your name?"

The visitor was taken aback by his words, a icy light flashed in his emerald eyes, and he raised his hand to take off the veil:

"It seems that Qingyan's face has changed too much, and that's why His Majesty can't recognize it for a while. It's the villain's negligence."

He looked up at Fu Hanzhang, his pair of water-cut eyes were ready to cry, and his facial features could be called delicate and elegant:

"The villain's name is Luo Qingyan. Your Majesty rescued me from the vendetta of the immortal sect a hundred years ago and brought me back to the Demon Realm. I have been serving as your majesty's medicine cauldron, providing you with blood containing ice-type spiritual power."

"Then why did you change the color of your hair and eyes?"

Wen Shuyao on the side couldn't help but interjected, "It stands to reason that human monks are different from demons, and normal practice should not change their appearance."

Luo Qingyan's smile froze for a moment, and then she responded softly: "Thanks to the love of the devil, Qingyan has recently reached the realm of Yuanying cultivation, because of the cold attribute, the hair color has naturally changed to white that matches the attribute. As for those eyes..."

He smiled gently: "I heard that His Majesty prefers blue, so Qingyan specially troubled the right protector to bring me blue-eyed demon captives after the battle, and I took their magic pupils and refined them for my own use. "

Wen Shuyao felt chills when she heard that, even though it is not uncommon in the Demon Realm to seize property and merit, such ruthless methods are not common.

What's more, this person was originally a monk of the immortal family?

However, Lin Yebei on the sickbed couldn't afford to delay, so he could only hold back his disgust and bite the bullet and said:

"Master Luo, let me check your pulse."

He tapped on Luo Qingyan's wrist to confirm that the monk's spiritual power was still flowing in the opponent's body, then took a drop of blood from his fingertip, and dropped it into the clear water in the medicine bowl along with Lin Yebei's finger blood.

Seeing the two drops of blood fused together smoothly, he breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded to Fu Hanzhang: "You can give it a try."

"What is the magic doctor doing?"

Luo Qingyan realized that the situation was different from what he had expected, "In the past, His Majesty was asked to drink my blood directly, why this time..."

"I asked you to come here only to save people, so you don't need to ask more questions."

Fu Hanzhang pulled his wrist involuntarily, restraining his movements with the tyrannical magic breath, and then nodded to Wen Shuyao.

The magic doctor held an extremely thin tube, one end pierced Luo Qingyan's wrist, and the other end was buried in Lin Yebei's arm, and the dark red blood quickly flowed into the latter's body along the tube.

Controlled by the demon energy, Luo Qingyan couldn't move freely, and could only peek at the sleeping person on the couch from the corner of her eye.

From his angle, he could only see a part of his wrist hanging from his wide sleeve, which was as white as frost and snow.

Could it be that this person is the magic concubine His Majesty found from the mortal world?

As he lost more and more blood, he gradually felt dizzy and nauseated, and his heart became more and more irritable.

Even though he wanted to show his weakness and knelt down on the ground with his knees softened, the devil energy locked his whole body and he couldn't move at all.

The blood drawing process lasted for half an hour. Wen Shuyao was sure that Lin Yebei's pulse had basically returned to normal, so he removed the hose between his and Luo Qingyan's arms:

"It should be fine for the time being." He said with relief.

Fu Hanzhang's tense face finally relaxed a bit, and he said coldly without even looking at Luo Qingyan:

"Yucang, send the medicine cauldron back to Chonghua Hall."

Qin Yucang's tall figure quickly walked in. He opened his arms and hugged the stiff Luo Qingyan:

"Young Master Luo, I've offended you."

"Your Majesty..." Luo Qingyan refused to leave, clutching the corner of Fu Hanzhang's clothes with her slender fingers, tears in her eyes,

"If your skills advance in the future, Qingyan is still worried..."

These words reminded Fu Hanzhang, he looked back at Lin Yebei with an unpredictable look in his phoenix eyes.

Although the boiling of the Demon Dragon Pill was temporarily suppressed by the ice-type blood, as long as he failed to advance to the next level, it was uncertain when he would lose his mind again.

Even if he had to pay any price, he would never let that person get hurt again.

"When the retreat hits the middle stage of the tribulation," he finally let go, "I will let Yu Cang inform you."

"Then Qingyan is waiting for news from His Majesty."

Luo Qingyan nodded obediently, and buried her head in Qin Yucang's arms. The moment her gaze passed Lin Yebei's figure, it became icy cold for a moment.

He didn't make a sound the whole time, until Qin Yucang sent him back to the Chonghua Palace, just when he stopped, the latter received a hot slap on the face.

"Is this what you said, 'The Demon Lord doesn't care about the Demon Concubine'?"

Luo Qingyan's delicate face was distorted by jealousy:

"It is clear that His Majesty did not hesitate to draw my blood in order to save him. He wants to save that person first regardless of his own safety!"

"Ayan, calm down first,"

Qin Yucang didn't care about the blushing half of his cheeks, and clenched his wrist tightly, "This person will never threaten your status, because he is the person His Majesty hates the most."

"The person you hate the most?" Luo Qingyan opened her green eyes wide, and raised the corners of her mouth coldly, "Qin Yucang, do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

He viciously pinched the opponent's arm, venting his anger: "If Your Majesty really hates him, why is he so worried about his safety, and can't even look away for a moment?"

"I have changed my appearance according to the request you inquired about, why does Your Majesty still refuse to look at me even more?"

He stroked his brows and eyes, his body trembling:

"Now that I look like this, even if I succeed in forming the Ice Nascent Soul, the cultivation world will regard me as the same as the demons...I can only get his favor, do you understand?"

"Ayan..." Qin Yucang murmured, his heart tightening.

The unrecognizable and hysterical appearance of this man in front of him was very different from the gentle and beautiful black-haired monk in his memory.

Even though many years have passed, he can still clearly recall the scene of the white-clothed black-haired boy standing by the stream and looking back.

Although it was his duty to find the medicine cauldron for the demon king, he was the one who dragged Luo Qingyan into the demon realm and ended up on the road of no return.

What's more, I have never just regarded the person in front of me as a medicine pot, and I was even willing to pay for him to get everything I desire.

"Don't worry," he raised his lips, "the devil will never repeat the same mistakes and fall in love with the person who betrayed him and killed him."

"You mean..." Luo Qingyan suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Qin Yucang didn't let him continue talking, and put his fingers against his lips. More secret plans were hidden in the curtain, unknown to the outside world.

At the same time, in Tianlei City thousands of miles away, the atmosphere was also extremely solemn.

Eight monks were present on both sides of the conference hall. In addition to Lin Yebei's three senior brothers, Cen Xinyan and Chu Ningyan from Qiongying Valley, Lu Yanqing from Qingyi Mountain, Wuxin from Ciyin Temple, and casual cultivator Ye Pingqian.

Although the fourth test of the Tianlei Grand Competition was canceled due to Fu Hanzhang's accident, the points from the first three rounds of competition were enough to select the top eight candidates.

Si He simply broke the rules and granted them the qualification to win the Grand Competition, and asked Lu Yun to lead them to the outer city of Tianlei as promised.

The City of Tears of Tears is divided into two parts, the inner city and the outer city. Only intermediate-level spiritual practitioners and above can enter the inner city to practice, while the outer city is reserved for the new monks and elementary spiritual practitioners of the Tianlei Grand Competition.

Although winning the Grand Competition is the greatest honor for a young monk, the faces of everyone present were not very good-looking, especially the three of Su Tongguang, You Sizhu and Nie Yi, whose expressions were so condensed that water dripped out.

"Master has already met with the Fourth Elder for more than an hour, why hasn't there been any news yet?"

After all, Su Tongguang couldn't hold back, and began to question Lu Yun and the others in front of him, "As the organizer of the competition, shouldn't we be responsible for the monks who were taken away by the demons?"

Lu Yun also frowned. After all, there had never been such a precedent before. As for Xiaoyao Jun Qiu Fengling, he was able to directly find the four elders of the City of Tears in order to find his disciples, which was completely beyond their expectations.

"All matters will be decided by the Four Elders themselves, fellow daoists, don't be impatient." He folded his hands helplessly, "I am only in charge of the Grand Competition, and have no right to intervene in the deployment of the Tianlei City's armaments. I hope you will be happy."

"If the City of Tears of Tears is determined not to help, there is nothing wrong with the three of us brothers and sisters going to the Demon Realm."

The arc of Nie Yi's mouth was sharp and cold: "What's more, you haven't given us a reasonable explanation for the monster that unexpectedly appeared in the second test."

"You Daoist Nie is right," Lu Yanqing who was on the side also spoke heavily,

"Senior Brother Xia, who participated in the big competition with me, was also scratched by a monster in the second test. He is still unable to get up on the sick bed. I hope that Tianlei City can properly resolve this matter."

"Senior sister and I had a relationship with the missing Daoist Lin. If it wasn't for his help, we might not be able to participate in the big competition smoothly. If something like this happens, Tianlei City should be responsible."

The cold beauty Chu Ningyan raised the stakes calmly, immediately making the situation even more stalemate. Lu Yun was very anxious and was thinking of saying something else to ease the atmosphere, but the door of the palace was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

A clear and graceful figure walked in, with misty clothes flying like flowing clouds, his face was like a crown of jade, and his figure was well-proportioned. His steps were very slow, but his figure was so fast that it left an afterimage, and he was in front of everyone in the blink of an eye. .

The visitor had a faint aroma of wine, he didn't look like a monk, but he was quite a gentle gentleman.No age can be seen on the delicate face, a little cinnabar mole between the eyebrows is as red as blood, adding a bit of beauty to the noble and elegant.

"Master!" The three of Su Tongguang immediately stood up to meet him, "You are finally back!"

The young man standing in front of them is none other than Qiu Fengling, the great master of the Tribulation Period.

He smiled and stroked Su Tongguang's shoulder, then turned to Lu Yun and raised his wrist:

"The fourth elder has agreed to send troops to the Demon Realm in half a month."

"how can that be……"

Lu Yun was so startled that the ending sound changed, but the token in Qiu Fengling's hand could not be faked.

The four elders' exclusive engravings were left on the black black jade token all over the body. Seeing the token as if the elders had come in person, it was no problem to dispatch troops and generals.

Even if Mr. Xiaoyao was cultivated as Gao Zhuo, how did he get so much attention from the Fourth Elder just because of his status as a casual cultivator?

The author has something to say: Fu Hanzhang: I feel a little green on the top of my head?

But he definitely has no feelings for Luo Qingyan. 2333, don't mind everyone, it's just a plot pusher~

Let me see your little paws~