After raising four Long Aotian, I slag them

Zhuolian Peak is one of the nine peaks of the Xuantian Sect. One peak's enchantment was broken, and the other eight peaks trembled, but soon recovered, as if the turmoil felt at that moment was only a flash in the pan.

Bai Cheng looked away from a distance: "Brother, it's Zhuolian Peak."

"Zuolian Peak? Isn't that the place where Duan Shaofeng lives." Song Yushuang was holding up a portrait, looking at the young man on it with a cold expression, and said casually, "It must be something that made Yun Cheng unable to leave Be happy."

After speaking, he frowned.

Likes Danqing, likes to paint portraits, it is indeed his style, but after three months, there is still no movement from the sound transmission symbol.If it wasn't for that person, of course he wouldn't know how to use this sound transmission talisman, but...is there anyone in this world who looks exactly like that one?

That face is not popular.

Song Yushuang sighed sadly, turned his palms over, and driven by spiritual power, the portrait turned into a paper crane and flew out of the window, returning along the road to Luoshuifeng's house.

Standing behind him are two young men, one black and one white, the one in white is called Bai Cheng, the one in black is called Hei Zhong, they look very similar, they seem to be a pair of brothers, and they both obey Song Huashuang.

Bai Cheng said: "Brother, don't you want to take a look? After all, if our goal is——"

"No, Yun Chengli won't do anything to Duan Shaofeng. Right now, we're only going to scare the snakes, and make them suspicious."

Song Yushuang said expressionlessly: "I'm not interested in Duan Shaofeng at all, but that adult is. As long as I can't die, what does Yun Chengli do has nothing to do with me?"

"..." Bai Cheng turned to look at Hei Zhong.

Do you smell a faint vinegar smell?

Hei Zhong also looked at him.

Not light, quite thick.Aged Vinegar Altar.

"What are you all doing winking?" Song Yushuang glanced at them, and said coolly, "Go and prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone for me."

Bai Cheng went out like the wind, and came back like the wind again. After bringing a set of paper and pens and presenting them, he got up and went to the side to grind ink.

Seeing that Song Yushuang seemed to be planning to paint, Hei Zhong's expression moved slightly, but he didn't ask, and stood silently on the spot, listening to the soft swishing sound of the brush across the paper...

When a small crack appeared on the enchantment, Duan Shaofeng's words stopped abruptly, and when there was an explosion sound similar to something breaking in his ears, it was already certain that someone had broken into Zhuolian Peak.

As for who broke in...do I still need to guess?

Other than that person, who else has the ability to break his barrier.

Duan Shaofeng's face sank like water, he turned his head and said, "Find a place to hide quickly."

Qin Ji didn't know why, but still packed up the scriptbook on the case, swept it all into the storage ring, and stood up: "Where are you hiding it, what happened, why did you hide it?"

Duan Shaofeng wanted him to stay still, he would temporarily turn him into a sparrow with magic, so don't be afraid.He heard a "whoosh", and something flew by his ear.A strand of hair was broken.

Heart pounding, he turned back nervously——

The goal is empty.

The thick and long eyelashes like crow feathers trembled twice, with a trace of confusion.

The young man bit his jaw and looked down.

A storybook was lying on the ground, and Qin Ji was half-squatting down and reaching out to pick it up, patted the non-existent ashes on the top, opened the storage ring and stuffed it in.

He stood up, seemingly unaware: "Little brother?"

Duan Shaofeng's eyes are fixed.I don't know if I am looking at the young man, or the hole nailed on the wall behind the young man.

After a while, I came back to my senses: "It's nothing, hurry up..."

Before the words fell, the door creaked open.

Walking into a handsome, stern young man who seems to be eternally frozen.

The page boy couldn't even fight for 1 minute.

Yun Chengli has already entered.

The man glanced at everything around him indifferently.This person has always had this expression, his face is paralyzed, and Duan Shaofeng can't figure out his mood at the moment.

Although the mood is unpredictable, the reason can be guessed to seven or eight points.

He could tell Yun Chengli to leave Jiuxuan Peak without notifying him, directly break the enchantment of Zhuolian Peak, and even attack Qin Yizhi...

Who else would it be if it wasn't for Yun Youlian?

Duan Shaofeng's voice was as cold as ice: "Uncle Yun."

Hearing the boy's shout, Yun Chengli withdrew his gaze from the hole in the wall, and slowly turned to him.

A look of indifference and no sadness or joy.

A pair of phoenix eyes are sharp, narrow and deep.

This long-lasting and silent confrontation makes people feel full of oppression at a glance.

The aura of the two is too strong, and the servant boy fears that the separation will be unfavorable to Duan Shaofeng.After all, in his mind, Yun Chengli is the heinous villain who intends to murder the young suzerain of his family.

Enduring the trembling of his legs, he insisted on stepping forward, but was reprimanded by Duan Shaofeng in a low voice: "Go back."

"Yes, but..."

"Come here, children don't care about adults' affairs." Qin Ji squatted aside and waved to him, "I'm also a child, we can't care about it."

Isn't it good to eat melons quietly?Why go up and commit crimes.

The page boy was a little annoyed at his nonchalant attitude.I just told you a few days ago that I want you to protect the young suzerain, why don't you care about it right now?

The servant boy didn't want to go there.

Duan Shaofeng ordered: "Go quickly."

The page had to go.

With a bulging bun face, he walked up to Qin Ji reluctantly and sat down.

His expression was too cute, Qin Ji couldn't hold back, burst out laughing, and was about to pinch his cheek to play, when a very ethereal voice, as if far away in the sky, came to his ears.

"You are Qin Yizhi?" Yun Chengli glanced at him indifferently, "You are the one who hurt Xiaolian?"

The voice is far away in the sky but still close to the ear, this is the cultivation level of Xuantian Sect Master.

Duan Shaofeng's five fingers under the sleeve suddenly clenched tightly.

Sure enough, it was because of Yun Youlian, and the goal was Qin Yizhi.

Having seen this person's ability to turn Yun Youlian from a lively and clever girl into a shrew with just a few words, Duan Shaofeng dare not let him do whatever he wants.

It might be okay for other people to play a little foolishly, but this one in front of him can't.He is the master of a sect, and his cultivation level is unpredictable. Once he is offended, no one will have good results.

Thinking of the remaining holes in the wall, Duan Shaofeng's heart couldn't help sinking.

The shot was fierce and merciless.

This is the usual style of the suzerain.

"The one who hurt my junior sister was the civet cat raised by my disciple, and it has nothing to do with others." Duan Shaofeng calmly drew Yun Chengli's attention back from Qin Yizhi's body, and the corners of his lips curled up subtly, "If it's just the three slaps on the face If Qianyin is also counted, the disciple is willing to take any responsibility."

It sounds pious, but after all, that smile hangs on, and the ridicule it expresses is no longer a question of whether it is implied or not.

"Three shallow seals?" Yun Chengli didn't hear his dissatisfaction, and said, "Shaofeng, do you still remember what I said to you three years ago?"

Duan Shaofeng: "I don't remember." I should say everything you said, I never remember a single word.

... This is very embarrassing.Qin Ji watched from the side, feeling embarrassed for Yun Chengli.

But Yun Chengli's expression did not change the slightest from the beginning to the end: "Even if you are a demon, there are distinctions between high and low. With your cultivation aptitude, you should not tame a weak and incompetent milk cat. In another year or so, When the secret realm was opened, which monster in that place was not as powerful as you are now?"

"You should be a lion, tiger, eagle, and dragon, not a weak cat."

Duan Shaofeng didn't speak for a long time, until Yun Chengli asked him to take the civet out of the mountain and throw it away, then Duan Shaofeng raised his head, and then replied "no" without any ups and downs.

Yun Chengli frowned slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Shaofeng half-knelt down, with his arms on the ground.A powerful force like Mount Tai pressed on his spine, and he was already dripping with cold sweat after a while.

The blood on the young man's gorgeous face faded quickly, and his teeth were firmly pressed against each other, trying not to let his voice leak out.

Looking at Yun Chengli's eyes was dry and cold hatred.

And killing intent.

Sometimes people's emotions come so quickly that people are caught off guard.

On the contrary, Yun Chengli didn't react much to the previous sentence of "I don't remember" which had obvious sarcasm, but now he was frowned by this faint "No".

It's not that he didn't care about the "I don't remember", it's just that he couldn't tolerate the repeated disobedience of others.

When Qin Ji saw this scene, the smile on his face suddenly faded.

Although he knew that there was a problem with Yun Chengli's teaching method, he did not expect such a problem.Duan Shaofeng is not soft-boned, he is very hard-boned, head-to-head not only can't solve anything, but will lead to big problems sooner or later.

Seeing this, the servant boy wanted to rush up again and again, but Qin Ji held his shoulders and held him in place, unable to move.

It was useless for him to go up, and Qin Ji could feel that Yun Chengli's goal was not Duan Shaofeng.

Sure enough, Yun Chengli's next sentence was: "I didn't come here today to pursue this matter. If you want to keep the cat, you can keep it." He turned around, his expression still so indifferent and heartless, but his murderous eyes were full of love. The pitch black was terribly deep, "I heard that you covet a little girl, and if you can't get what you want, is it not cunning to do what you want?"

Qin Ji was still on full alert, afraid that this person would suddenly want to play a hole at him again.It's not that he can't avoid it, it's just that it's not the time yet.

Suddenly hearing what he said clearly, Qin Ji couldn't help being taken aback again.It has to be said that Yun Youlian is really courageous, even daring to lie to her own father.

"May I ask where the suzerain heard about it?" Qin Ji said calmly, "But Lingai said it? The suzerain thinks I am the one who would do such a thing?"

From the outside, this person looks cool and handsome.It is said that the eyes are the mirror that reflects the soul, and the youth's eyes do not contain any impurities, they are clear and clear, they are really not as vile and shameless as Yun Youlian described.

It's just that the gold and jade in the world are ruined, and there are countless pious people...

Yun Chengli squinted his eyes, but he didn't answer, but just summoned a pure black long whip that was very similar to a snake.That is his magic weapon, which is usually integrated into his flesh and blood, and it will come out whenever he is called.

Qin Ji had an ominous premonition.

Yun Chengli said: "He can prove whether you are innocent, and it doesn't take much time to waste."

"..." Qin Ji said, "No one has any evidence to say that there is no proof that even your daughter can't be confronted in person..." You told me you were going to lynch?

This level of eccentricity is really unprecedented.

However, Yun Chengli had already dropped the whip before he finished speaking.

OK, it's a nonsense.

One second before the whip was pulled down, Qin Ji pushed the servant boy out.There was the sound of a swiftly falling whip next to his ears, the young man tilted his body slightly, his steps were light and unhurried, and he dodged the whip that was as fast as a strong wind with ease.

A whip may prove that Yun Youlian is talking nonsense and he is innocent.

But he had no reason to take the whip.

He will hurt, why should he hurt for nothing?

Seeing that the young man avoided the whip, Yun Cheng's eyes froze, and he immediately swung the second whip.The second hit was faster and more ruthless, and only blurred afterimages could be seen.

Qin Ji still avoids it nimbly, and at the same time fumbles into the storage ring, and comes across the sound transmission symbol that he has never used——

On the other side, Song Yushuang picked up the scroll and rolled it behind his back, got up from his seat, turned his head to Hei Zhong and Bai Chengshen and said mysteriously: "Guess which adult I am painting?"

Hei Zhong and Bai Cheng looked at each other with a tacit understanding.

Song Yushuang's nose was about to turn up: "I know you can't guess, what I drew is—"

"Senior Brother Song."

A clear male voice suddenly sounded.

When the picture scroll fell, Song Yushuang was stunned. After about three breaths, he suddenly came back to his senses, and took out a yellow paper talisman from his sleeve.

The handwriting emitting a faint red light clearly appeared on the sound transmission note.

The font is strong, and the strokes are unassuming. It should be written in an extremely urgent situation, and a wild momentum rushes towards the face.

There are only three words written on it.

——Zhuo Qinglian.