After raising four Long Aotian, I slag them

The long eyes swept around, and finally fell back on Qin Ji. The smile in Meng Wuchao's eyes deepened, and he said sweetly: "The elegant room of Zhuolian Peak, isn't this the place where Master and Duan Shaofeng will stay in private meetings, Master?" Why is Zun waiting for his disciples here? Are you afraid that Duan Shaofeng will be angry when he wakes up?"

Qin Ji ignored the teasing in his tone, and was noncommittal about what he called "the place for private meetings".

"You will appear here, which means that Xuantianzong's fire was really set by you."

The topic was introduced into the topic in an instant, Meng Wuchao suddenly lost interest, and stood leaning against the wall with his arms folded, his eyebrows raised lazily: "Master, why is it so disappointing every time? We can't have a good chat for a while, we have to talk about it." What else do you do?"

"Chat?" Glancing at Pei Xue, who was full of hostility, Qin Ji put her hand on its back and slowly ran down its hair to show comfort, then looked up at Meng Wuchao again, "What do you want to talk about? Talk about our master and apprentice for more than two years The first time we met, was to take me to the Demon Festival Abyss, and use Duan Shaofeng to force me to submit and watch me jump?"

The voice fell.

I saw Meng Wuchao's expression froze clearly for a second, and then his smile disappeared in an instant, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"There is a problem with Master's words. First, I didn't push, and second, I didn't force it. Could it be that Master jumped down voluntarily?"

Qin Ji sneered: "What are you talking about voluntarily? Didn't you throw Duan Shaofeng into the Demon Sacrifice Abyss before I jumped?"

Meng Wuchao narrowed his eyes: "Does it have something to do with you that I threw Duan Shaofeng down?"

Qin Ji asked: "Is it all right?"

Meng Wuchao asked back: "Is it related?"

Qin Ji: "Shouldn't I, as his master, save my apprentice immediately?"

Meng Wuchao: "Should it be?"

Qin Ji: "Shouldn't it be?"

Meng Wuchao: "Could it be—"

Qin Ji interrupted unbearably: "...Dolls are prohibited!"

Meng Wuchao frowned: "What?"

The atmosphere fell into silence at the same time.

Pei Xue next to her was already yawning, and she squinted at Meng Wuchao with half-closed eyelids, always on guard against his every move.

"Don't always bring up unpleasant topics, Master, why don't you ask me why I came to this world? Aren't you curious?" Meng Wuchao's eyes were dark and bright, and he stared at him firmly. he.

"I already knew the answer to this question, so I'm not curious at all. Besides, compared to this—" Qin Ji folded her sleeves, apparently only 13 years old on the outside, but sat cross-legged on the spot, like a The handsome but precocious young adult said, "I would like to ask, what is your purpose of burning down Xuantianzong?"

"Before I fell into the abyss of sacrifice, I heard you say——I took advantage of your promotion to the immortal king and couldn't intervene in the world, so I slaughtered your royal family." At this point, he raised his black eyelashes, revealing a pair of clear and clean eyes, " If I say this is a misunderstanding, I am willing to explain, will you listen?"

Meng Wuchao stared at him silently.

Qin Ji looked back calmly.

They stared at each other silently for a long time, and a long-breathed laugh suddenly overflowed from their throats.In such a tense atmosphere, there seemed to be a tight string in Meng Wuchao's mind, which finally broke with these words.

He said: "Do you think that now, just relying on your explanation, I can turn around?"

Qin Ji asked: "Can't you turn around?"

Meng Wuchao: "Could it be possible to return?"

Sensing the tendency to fall into nesting dolls again, Qin Ji shut up in time.

Yeah, sometimes things just don't make sense.If the way of heaven wants you to blacken, you have to blacken, and the halo of blackening is so unreasonable.

However, Qin Ji felt that she still had to speak out, to feel comfortable.

At least that way, everything that should be said has been said, if you still want to blackmail, then I can't help it.

"After the ascension, do you know what your royal relatives did?" Facing Meng Wuchao's gloomy eyes, Qin Ji casually explained while rua Pei Xue's fluffy back, "With them What they have done, can be punished by heaven and earth. If you are a teacher and don't take action, someone will destroy them, and if no one destroys them, they will perish in their own hands."

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After explaining everything, Qin Ji's voice was a little dry, and he said, "Got it, do you still hate being a teacher? If you hate, then keep hating. Being a teacher is so miserable." He poured himself a cup of hot tea, put it to his lips and blew.

Just as he was about to drink, there was a bang, and the teacup was hit by a beam of spiritual flow and shattered.Qin Ji threw the teacup out in time, and the hot water almost scalded his hands.

Just as he was about to turn around, the man suddenly approached with big strides, clamped his wrist directly, and gritted his teeth word by word: "Impossible, you are lying!"

"How old is the teacher, why did you lie to you?" Qin Ji tried to break free, but failed to break free, "You let go first."

"So what if I don't let you go, you—" Meng Wuchao's words stopped abruptly.

Pei Xue felt something was wrong, and got up lamely from the ground.

Seeing the other party's obviously stunned, little by little, slowly, gradually changing to a distorted expression, Qin Ji frowned strangely: "What are you doing—"

"Why do you smell of Gu Qimu?" Meng Wuchao was tall, and from Qin Ji's current perspective, he could only see the straight line of his lips.Tight and treacherous, like a ferocious beast trapped in a cage, exuding frightening madness, "Say!"

The force of clamping his wrist was so strong that it seemed to crush the bones.

Qin Ji made a "hiss" sound, and turned his other elbow directly on his abdomen, and then shook him away forcefully.

While throwing it away, Pei Xue turned into a wolf and rushed towards Meng Wuchao.

If Meng Wuchao hadn't dodged or resisted, he would have had his throat bitten off by Pei Xue.

The invisible air flow from the inside to the outside separated the rushing Pei Xue in the air, and Meng Wuchao's intense black eyes nailed to Qin Ji's body, giving a heavy oppressive force.

Just when Qin Ji didn't know what he was going to do, Meng Wuchao raised his hand suddenly, and a black air rushed towards the door.Qin Ji resisted subconsciously, but was swallowed by the black air instead.

When the black air dissipated, Qin Ji slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze suddenly became much higher.He was slightly stunned, looked down at his palm, and then turned his head, reflecting his own appearance in the mirror not far away - he had transformed back.

He is no longer a 13-year-old boy.

Rather, it is genuine and belongs to the original appearance of youth.

Qin Ji raised her eyes: "You..."

"Small tricks... Gu Qimu will, and of course my mother will too."

The ending sound rose without warning, Meng Wuchao grabbed Qin Ji's wrist, and the distance between the two suddenly narrowed.When the latter saw Meng Wu approaching towards him continuously, the alarm bell sounded in his heart, and he slapped him on the face.

Meng Wuchao clasped his wrist, pressed it on his chest, continued to release the coercion, and set the restraint on Pei Xue who was frozen in mid-air by him, and then dared to take time off, and grinned at the young man in front of him. : "It's better to look like this."

"Master, why didn't I know that you had that kind of thought about your apprentice? You even did the double cultivation with Gu Qimu, no wonder—" He paused here, Meng Wuchao general He moved his face to the young man's neck, took a deep breath ambiguously, and then sighed, "The spiritual energy surrounding the body has changed a little... it seems to be more refined?"

The black thread at the end of Qin Ji: "Let go of me, Meng Wuchao. Do you want to be slapped by me?"

"Did you beat me, Master?" Meng Wuchao's voice was full of regret, "It's a pity, it's a pity, I wanted to destroy Xuantianzong and everything you care about, so that you would die of pain. In the end, you didn't react at all. No... yes, you are so cold-blooded, of course you won't take those things into consideration."

With a sound of "tsk", Qin Ji attacked with a ruthless sword intent, Meng Wuchao let go of him with a playful "oh yo" full of hope.

Due to inertia, Qin Ji pushed back two steps, and her tone was inevitably dissatisfied: "Cold-blooded, you are the same as that bastard Gu Qimu, always saying that I am cold-blooded, where the hell am I?"

"You don't know? I thought that as long as you are not blind, everyone can see how much Gu Qimu likes you." Meng Wuchao thought he was calm, but he said not so calmly, "What made you lose your love? Of? Obviously before... you were not so cold-blooded and ruthless."

Meng Wuchao could see clearly in the fairy world.

Obviously before, he was a respected, admired, and admirable Xinghengjun from all the members of the sect...

Why, suddenly, on the eve before Gu Qimu's ascension, his personality changed drastically.

Just like smiling gently like the wind one second ago, the spring breeze was covered with frost the next second, and he said to his apprentice without hesitation:

"I recognize you as an apprentice, other than thinking that you have the talent to ascend to immortality, it has no value."

The buzzing in the head lasted for half a day.

Qin Ji murmured, seemingly in disbelief: "I... said such a thing?" It is impossible for him to say such a thing, no matter to Gu Qimu or Meng Wuchao.As long as it is his apprentice.

Seeing that his reaction didn't look like he was lying, Meng Wuchao's face changed slightly, he hesitated to speak.

Anyway, it was said to Gu Qimu, so what does it have to do with me?

"Don't remember? It doesn't matter, Gu Qimu has already met you, right? Tell me about you. You said you didn't like him, but you still slept with him in the end. Why, is it so good to sleep with your own apprentice? "

"Meng Wuchao." Qin Ji raised her eyelashes, and a coldness flashed across her eyes, "Pay attention to your face now."

"Face?" Meng Wuchao was not annoyed, and approached him step by step with his arms folded.

Every step of the foot is the heavy coercion of the Dzogchen monks during the tribulation period, "I suddenly thought of another way to torture you, anyway, I will come to this world, the purpose is nothing more than to torture you and take revenge on you, Make you miserable."

"Tell me—" Twirling the young man's strand of snowy hair, bringing it to the tip of his nose and sniffing lightly, Meng Wuchao closed his eyes, his tone full of excitement and satisfaction that he didn't realize, "Gu Qi Mu is not here, I just want to force my master, who can stop me?"

"Hey, did Gu Qimu rape you back then? Or," Meng Wuchao laughed, "You just like being raped..."

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound that resounded through the world directly silenced people.

Needle drop can be heard in the whole elegant room.

Meng Wuchao was stunned.

After a while, he was slapped stiffly, with his head tilted slightly, his eyes sliding silently towards the young man's face, the veins on his neck were bulging, and his expression was almost terrifying.

Qin Ji looked at him coldly, and said in an extremely cold voice, "Shut up, how can I teach you something that is not a thing!"

The author has something to say: Chaobao: Then am I a thing, or am I not a thing?If I am a thing, why do I say I am not a thing? If I am not a thing, why do I say I am a thing?

Qinbao: ... Ban nesting dolls!