The leader of the Demon Cult ran away with the ball

For the next two days, Xue Jingying was in charge of teaching affairs in the classroom. As Fu Jiu said, as expected, on the second day, there were sneaky people from the rivers and lakes pretending to be ordinary people probing their heads at the foot of the mountain. Xue Jingying waved her hand, and Fu Jiu ordered everyone They were all arrested, and were escorted and pushed to the main hall to kneel down by the disciples.

Those group of people were arrested up the mountain and still yelled that they are ordinary people, what are they doing? When they saw Xue Jingying who came out from the side of the hall and sat on the throne of the hall, they were all scared like ghosts. He shrunk into a ball and turned pale.

Xue Jingying flicked the hem of her clothes, looked at them calmly, and said with a smile: "Everyone has wandered back and forth so many times at my West Devil Mountain, and my West Devil Mountain has always been visitors, so I don't invite you to sit on the mountain. , I am really sorry. I don’t know, what are you curious about my West Demon Mountain?”

Those people were already terrified. They were just ordinary Jianghu people wandering around the West Demon Mountain. They just heard that there was a sudden movement of a living person on the West Demon Mountain. In order to get first-hand information about the Jianghu, they secretly came over to take a look. Unexpectedly, he was caught up to the mountain, and ran into the rumored former leader of the Demon Sect who had been captured and killed by the Wulin League.

The leader of the Demon Cult is not dead yet!

Everyone was trembling with fright, Xue Jingying's smile became brighter, he got up leisurely, and walked slowly in front of the group of people, those people kept backing away in fright, and started crying and begging for mercy at the back.

Xue Jingying walked around them, and suddenly stopped in front of the person who was crying the loudest. He raised his face with the tip of his sword, looked around, and suddenly smiled: "How familiar is your face?" , Oh, I remember, you are the person at the foot of the West Demon Mountain who claims to be the Baixiaosheng of Jianghu. I still remember the portrait you painted for me."

When the man with the small mustache heard it, he was instantly frightened out of his wits.

Speaking of the portrait, it is actually a joke in the world. Xue Jingying was born handsome. After he succeeded the leader of the Western Demon Sect in his twenties, everyone who saw his face was impressed by him. Ximo Mountain, just wandered around the county and town under the mountain. A few days later, his portrait was spread all over the rivers and lakes.

That painting depicts Xue Jingying as tender and youthful, almost charming. There are many martial arts people who don’t know the heights of the sky and the earth. Seeing that the leader of the Western Demon Cult is actually a cold-blooded and slender beauty, except for those who secretly joke and are bold There are also quite a few people who rush to the door and call the little lady.When Xue Jingying saw this kind of person, she naturally wanted to move them something so that they would know how much they weighed.

There were more people with missing arms and legs, and the seductive thoughts aroused by the painting also dissipated a lot among the people in the world, and then rumors spread that the leader of the West Demon Cult was a ruthless femme fatale.

Thinking about it, Xue Jingying patted the man's face with the tip of her sword, and said with a smile, "Do you know how much trouble this seat has caused because of you?"

Hearing this, the man was so frightened that he repeatedly begged for mercy. Xue Jingying snorted coldly, not intending to waste any more time on this group of people, and threw the long sword in his hand back into the hands of the congregation behind him, and said to Fu Jiu, "Give them some trouble." , I have learned enough lessons, so I left the mountain. As for this person..."

He said, looking at the so-called Bai Xiaosheng: "Don't you love painting the most, and making up rumors, this time you will draw a good picture for me, and draw clearly how I tortured you. Draw I have to check it when it’s finished, if I’m not satisfied with the drawing, I don’t want your hand anymore.”

As she said that, Xue Jingying smiled at the man, and then raised her hand towards Fu Jiu. Fu Jiu understood, recruited disciples from the teaching school, and took the group of people away.

After cleaning up this group of messy people, Xue Jingying no longer had the mind to deal with the teaching affairs. He sat in the main hall for a long time, and finally raised his hand to call the disciples under him. How is that person in your life?"

The disciple was a little confused when he was called in. When Xue Jingying asked, he didn't understand who he was asking, and it took him a while to understand, and he quickly clapped his hands and replied: "Responding to the leader, the jailer came to report this morning, saying that the man is in prison." The place has been very quiet, neither loud nor noisy, and has been meditating in the corner with eyes closed."

"Meditate with eyes closed?" Xue Jingying frowned, remained silent for a while, and said, "Lead the way ahead, I will go and have a look."

The dungeon of the Western Demon Cult was dark and damp. The congregation brought Xue Jingying to the door of the cell. Xue Jingying looked into the cell, and as expected, she saw Shui Chenbi sitting in the corner of the cell with her eyes closed, wearing the bloody clothes that were beaten that day. meditate.

The cell was dark and dirty, with nothing but some hay.

It was obviously a very desolate place, but with the slight light, one could see Shui Chenbi meditating quietly with her eyes closed. Even Xue Jingying and a disciple came over, and he didn't even raise his eyes.

Xue Jingying looked at him, and couldn't help frowning slightly. He didn't want to come to see him these days because of his appearance. When Xue Jingying saw him like this, the torture room would appear in Xue Jingying's mind. That man didn't even look at himself , coldly pursing his lips tightly and keeping silent.

He didn't want to see his expression. Obviously, this person was not like this in the past. When he was not smiling, his eyes were warm. When he smiled, his expression would be more gentle.

And now this person, cold and hard, still silent, like a stone.

Xue Jingying's face became even colder.

Xue Jingying stood at the door of the cell, looking at the person who was meditating with closed eyes: "After you have been put on hold for two days, has Master Guoshi figured it out, and is he willing to speak out about his thoughts?"

The people in the cell still didn't open their eyes as if they didn't hear it.

Xue Jingying gritted her teeth and snorted coldly: "Hmph, since you don't want to speak, then you can stay in the prison. I will see how long you can consume!"

As he said that, he was about to leave. The disciple who was following him was startled by his anger, and hurriedly stepped up to follow behind him. Just as the two were about to leave, they suddenly heard a hoarse sound from the cell: " stop."

Xue Jingying's footsteps stopped, and he turned around with a smile on his face: "Why, the Master of the National Teacher is willing to speak?"

By the dim light, I saw that the man who had been meditating with his legs crossed in the prison had opened his eyes at this moment. His eyes were dim and calm so that Xue Jingying could not see his emotions clearly. He called Xue Jingying but did not continue to speak. He just looked at Xue Jingying fixedly.

Xue Jingying was displeased by his look, and she frowned at him: "Are you talking or not? I don't have time to waste time with you!"

The people in the prison looked at him: "Say."

Xue Jingying frowned, showing the joy of victory on her face, and said with a smile: "Where is the secret book?"

Shui Chenbi looked at him: "Come here, I'll tell you."

Xue Jingying looked at him strangely, walked to the edge of the cell, and said, "Speak."

Shui Chenbi continued to look at him: "You come to me, I will only tell you."

Xue Jingying frowned. He saw that Shui Chenbi had been pulled out of internal injuries by him last time, and he was still locked in their prison. He couldn't think of any tricks. He stared at Shui Chenbi, then raised his hand to signal to the congregation : "Open the prison door."

The congregation opened it as promised, Xue Jingying stepped in, Shui Chenbi saw that he asked him to come over, Xue Jingying approached Shui Chenbi step by step, until she was in front of Shui Chenbi, Shui Chenbi was finally satisfied.

He looked at Xue Jingying, raised his eyes halfway and said, "Come here with your ears, I'll tell you."

Xue Jingying leaned her face towards him suspiciously, Shui Chenbi watched him getting closer and closer, suddenly put her hands on Xue Jingying's face, and kissed him hard.

Xue Jingying was dumbfounded by his kiss, and the congregation who were still guarding outside the prison door were also dumbfounded.

Xue Jingying came back to her senses and began to struggle hard, but Shui Chenbi's strength was astonishing, he held Xue Jingying's face tightly, Xue Jingying couldn't break free from his restraint even if she swung left and right.

The two of them rolled into a ball on the dry grass in the prison cell. Just as Xue Jingying was struggling to break away from him, Xue Jingying suddenly felt a pain on his lips. It's some blood.

Shui Chenbi bit the corner of his lips, Xue Jingying looked angrily, and said angrily: "Why are you crazy! If you dare to be so unreasonable to the leader, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Shui Chenbi was pushed away by him and pushed against the cell wall, he smiled and said, "Be unreasonable to you again? Is it rare for this deity to be unreasonable to you? Master Xue has slept with this deity for two rounds. Here you..."

He said, looking at Xue Jingying's belly, and said with a faint expression: "I was pregnant with the child of my deity..."

"Shut up!" Seeing what he was about to say, Xue Jingying suddenly raised her voice to cover him, and grabbed his collar: "Don't think that I dare not kill you!"

Shui Chenbi lowered her eyes, pushed his hand away and leaned against the cell wall, her voice hoarse: "Then you kill me, if you don't kill me, I will definitely treat you unreasonably thousands of times in the future."

Xue Jingying was furious: "Presumptuous!"

With a flick of his sleeves, he charged Shui Chenbi's chest with a surge of internal energy. Shui Chenbi felt a pain in his chest from the shock, and his body softened and even fell to his knees on the ground.

Xue Jingying stood up with a flick of her sleeves: "You are not clear-headed today, I don't care about you, please calm down for me!"

After speaking, he got up and went out, and the congregation hurriedly followed behind him, Xue Jingying went out angrily, halfway, recalling Shui Chenbi's appearance in her mind and felt something was wrong.

He stood on the road pondering for a while, then turned around and turned back. The congregation saw him go and come back, and rushed to meet him. Xue Jingying walked straight to the door of the cell regardless of him, and saw Shui Chenbi lying motionless on the ground. , He frowned and asked the congregation to open the door.

The congregation opened the door in bewilderment, and Xue Jingying stepped in. He walked around the curled up Shui Chenbi twice, kicked him once and turned him around. , Seeing Qingshui Shenbi's face, he was stunned.

Shui Chenbi's face was flushed, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. His consciousness seemed to be a little unconscious. Xue Jingying knelt down and touched his forehead, which was scalding hot.

This person did not know when he had a fever.

The author has something to say: Sorry, I went home late today, and the update is a bit late