villain is a good guy

Ling Jiushen watched the luan bird wilt in his arms, and his expression became colder.

Dongfang Yu of Guanfeng Pavilion...

Ling Jiushen looked at the monk lying on the bed in embarrassment again, and raised his sleeves in annoyance.

A gust of bitter sword energy rippling out, sent Dongfang Yu to the bed, and healed most of the injuries in his body.

"Thank you, my lord." Dongfang Yu saluted quickly, while looking at the ostrich in Ling Jiushen's arms, and said, "This bird has gone through a catastrophe, and it should be transformed into a human being. If your lord waits patiently for a while, he will definitely be able to wait for him." The day you grow up."

Dongfang Yu said again: "Many spirit beasts will not immediately transform into human beings after passing through the thunder calamity. I have a Transformation Pill here, and please accept it."

Yan Rongyi, who was nestled in Ling Jiushen's arms, immediately raised her head when she heard the words.

He also thought that the phoenix he transformed into had some congenital defect, so he couldn't transform into a human form. He had been lost for a long time, and now he heard Dongfang Yu's words, there is no problem with birds, as long as he is patient, he can take the Transformation Pill again. He can become a human.

Yan Rongyi's every move was caught by Ling Jiushen.

Venerable Chengying beckoned, and the cyan jade bottle flew from Dongfang Yu's palm to his palm: "Shaping Pill?"

"That's right, Transformation Pill." Dongfang Yu nodded, "Not all the spirit beasts in Guanfeng Pavilion are driven by the disciples in the pavilion, and a large part of the spirit beasts go on the fairy road, trying to cultivate into a human body."

"...This kind of transformation Dando is for the spirit beasts who have not survived the thunder calamity, helping them to bear the thunder and also help them transform."

Dongfang Yu's gaze fell on Luanniao, implying that Yan Rongyi might turn into a human after eating the Transformation Pill.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" Yan Rongyi couldn't help it before listening to Dongfang Yu's explanation, struggling to grab the medicine bottle in Ling Jiushen's hand, "Jiu chirp!"

——"Master, give me one!"

Ling Jiushen was unmoved, flipped his fingers, and the jade bottle disappeared into the dark sleeve cage.

Seeing this, Dongfang Yu shrugged his shoulders at the stunned Yan Rongyi, made a helpless expression, turned around, turned his back to the window and said, "Please rest assured, even if the old man in Guanfeng Pavilion doesn't believe that my injury is not Yan Rongyi's injury." Fellow Daoists are hurt, I will also tell the truth at the Demon Slaying Conference."

Ling Jiushen said lightly, "Thank you."

Then, holding the luan bird, he disappeared into the air.

Dongfang Yu, who was left in the inn, gave a soft "tsk", and said to himself: "I knew that Yan Rongyi had turned into a phoenix, and she took my Transformation Pill away, really..."

He shook his head, and thought Yan Rongyi was funny again: "Do you still believe that Venerable Chengying didn't recognize you? Your Venerable did it on purpose..."

Ling Jiushen did it on purpose.

Yan Rongyi's eyes went dark, and when he recovered his consciousness again, he found that his master appeared in an inn with him in his arms.

Obviously, Ling Jiushen also hid his identity and lived in Fushan Town.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp." He broke free from his master's embrace, flapped his wings and flew to the bed in the inn. He didn't realize that he had turned into a bird, and carelessly stepped on a series of deep and shallow marks on the bed sheet .

Ling Jiushen put his hands into the armholes, and pointed his slender fingers on the cold bottle. Knowing that Yan Rong meant to say "Transformation Pill, Transformation Pill", he pretended not to understand, but thoughtfully Staring at the spirit beast on the bed.

Even if his apprentice turns into a luan bird, he is still the most beautiful luan bird.

Yan Rongyi yelled for a while, seeing that Ling Jiushen was looking at her, but her attention didn't seem to be on her, so she couldn't help stamping her feet angrily.

What is Master hesitating about?

Even if Master doesn't care about a luan bird, the Transformation Pill was given by Dongfang Yu for nothing, so if you don't eat it for nothing, don't eat it!

Could it be that the Transformation Pill Dongfang Yu gave was poisonous?

No, it won't.

Not to mention that he and Dongfang Yu have no grievances, even if there is a grudge, Dongfang Yu has countless opportunities to attack him on the way to Fushan Town. There is no need to wait until Ling Jiushen shows up before taking out the problematic transformation form Dan, harm him in front of Venerable Chengying.

...Since the Transformation Pill is not poisonous, it means that Master does not want him to transform.

Master likes fluffy ostriches?

Yan Rongyi frowned as he recalled, the chaotic memories overwhelmed him all at once, pressed him on the bed, turned over, his head still hurt.

The constant restarting of the plot seemed to give him a headache, as soon as he thought about it, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.

Yan Rongyi thought hard for a while, but she didn't find any sign of Ling Jiu's deep liking for Luanniao in any repeated plots, and she felt at ease.

If Master likes Luanniao, he might not be able to change back!

Yan Rongyi walked to the edge of the pillow, huddled together, and then tilted her head to look at Ling Jiushen.

After leaving the wind and snow in Fushan, his master looked a little more approachable, even the frightening chill no longer wrapped around the corner of his robe.

But a master is a master.

Ling Jiushen stood there alone, hiding his aura, and exuding an aura that strangers should not enter.

Only Yan Rongyi dared to fly over and land on Master's shoulder.

Ling Jiushen pinched a few tricks with his raised hand, not knowing what he was doing.

He looked at it with relish for a while, and saw that the master's brows were getting tighter and tighter, and his heart was raised.

What is Ling Jiushen doing?

Ling Jiushen was calculating Yan Rongyi's fate.

When the cultivation level has reached the level of Venerable Chengying, the fate of ordinary people can be seen through at a glance without counting. Only Yan Rongyi, who has practiced by his side for thousands of years, is still in a mess.

Whenever Ling Jiushen wanted to spy on Yan Rongyi's fate, a layer of dark mist blocked his eyes.

Recently, the fog has become thinner and thinner, and the red glow behind the black fog is faintly revealed.

... Is it a death calamity?

Ling Jiushen raised his eyelids and stared fixedly at the sky, as if he saw another pair of eyes.

The chaotic wind and snow drifted before his eyes.

Ling Jiu covered his head suddenly: "Huh?"

Yan Rongyi was startled, and flapped her wings and moved closer: "Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

——"Master, don't forget it!"

"Choo Choo Choo!"

——"Master, the previous abbots of Nanzhaoti Temple all revealed the secrets of heaven, and were struck to death by lightning when they crossed the catastrophe."

"Choo Choo Choo!"

——"I know that you are the number one swordsman in the world, but... that is the way of heaven, so be careful!"

Ling Jiushen held the phoenix flying wildly in front of his eyes in his arms, and his originally chaotic heart relaxed because of the chirping birds.

How can it be so easy to be struck to death by lightning?

heaven...

Suddenly, a scene flashed before Ling Jiushen's eyes——

The dark clouds rolled up in front of him, and the purple thunder struck down one after another. He stood in the air, under the clouds, countless monks who were as small as ants raised their heads, and their terrified expressions were frozen in the lightning that suddenly lit up the sky. .

He raised his arm wrapped in a black robe, and the blood-red long sword in his hand exuded a piercing sword aura.

Is it Chengying Sword?

Yes... and no.

"Tianlei?" Ling Jiushen heard himself muttering to himself, "That's all."

Following his words, the more terrifying sky thunder fell from the sky, and he easily greeted him with the long sword in his hand.

The sword light and the electric light blended together, and let out a long and happy chant.

A translucent figure appeared in the lightning.

Ling Jiushen's eyes widened slightly, watching the figure fly up into the sky, and then flashed in front of him again, the transparent palm caressed his cheek as if absent.

He opened his mouth and spit out a name.

The figure floated quietly in mid-air, and when the thunder struck again, it pounced on Ling Jiushen, gave him a hug that was not considered a hug, and then disappeared like a bubble.

But the long sword in Ling Jiushen's hand let out a long howl, and the light of the sword cut through the rolling dark clouds and pierced the sky.

Infinite rays of light poured down from the cracked sky, and the panic on the faces of the monks under their feet faded away and turned into obsession.

How many people are obsessed with cultivating immortality and ascension?

Now, Ling Jiushen is soaring up in front of their eyes, and a trace of fairy energy leaking from the cracked sky is enough to make them mesmerized. They wish they could step on the magic weapon now and rush into the gorgeous glow before Ling Jiushen.

But no one dared to move.

They were not only separated by Ling Jiushen from the glow, but also by the mighty thunder from the sky.

Different from these monks, Ling Jiushen only has his own sword in his eyes.

"Do you want to go?" he asked.

His sword hummed in the wind as if laughing.

Ling Jiu listened quietly for a moment, then raised the corners of his lips: "Okay, let's go together."

From then on, one prospers and one loses.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

The noisy birdsong brought Ling Jiushen back to his mind.

He reached out and rubbed Luanniao's head, carried him back to the bed, leaned on the bed, and gently kneaded the space between his eyebrows.

Ling Jiu thought deeply: So I once ascended.

Did it fail?

He opened his eyes, looked at his pale hands, and frowned slightly.

If you still stay in this world, then your ascension must have failed.

But if the ascension fails, he should be dead, it is impossible to be alive, and even founded the Fushan sect, and none of the monks in the world remembers that he once ascended.

Weird, weird.

Ling Jiushen's fingers unconsciously inserted into the fluffy feathers on Yan Rongyi's body.

His eyes fell on the bed in the inn, and everything became weird.

If the picture that just appeared in his mind was a reality that happened before, then that sword... Ling Jiushen hugged Yan Rongyi again.

The luan bird didn't dare to move around for a while, curled up its little paws, and shook its head cautiously, and the long blue feather that belonged to Fei Lian also swayed wildly with his movements.

A smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of Ling Jiushen's mouth.

If he wanted his apprentice to return to normal, why did he need Guan Fengge's Transformation Pill?

Yan Rongyi only felt the endless drowsiness brought by the master's hand, and closed her eyes unknowingly.

And at the moment when he lost consciousness, the red phoenix emitted a white light.

The fluffy feathers gradually faded, and the figure of the Luan Niao suddenly elongated. As he breathed, there was a young man covered in sex on the bed.

He has the same face as Yan Rongyi, except that there are fiery red strands in the black hair, and the tear mole at the end of his eyes has also turned into a delicate red totem, like the long tail feathers of a ostrich, spreading at the end of his eyes go out.

"Rongyi..." Ling Jiu's deep eyes filled with repressed infatuation, and he leaned over.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-3123:48:20~2020-06-0123:57:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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