I wanted to embrace my master and return home

Yang Chubao was almost nauseated by the stench that filled the room, seeing him suddenly walking this way, his heart trembled in fright, and he hid behind Yu Shubai.

Xu Zhiming stared straight at the young man in Tsing Yi, and walked over step by step. At the same time, the door was kicked open, and Gu Mou and Zhang Sichen broke in at the same time.

They squatted outside the door for a long time, and listened to the conversation inside, but they didn't hear the sound of fighting for a long time, so they became suspicious, but there was no sound inside, fearing that the head of the Yulu Sect would take the opportunity to abscond, so they Push the door open and walk in.

"Brother, are you all right!" Zhang Sirun was very happy to see them.

Seeing that Xu Zhiming's eyes were shining, he completely ignored the two people who entered the door suddenly, and walked straight towards Yu Shubai, his eyes were frighteningly bright, he couldn't hide the excitement in his tone: "This little brother..."

Yu Shubai's fingers were tightly clenched, his knuckles turning white.

Xu Zhiming stared at his handsome and fair face very intently. After a while, he made an unbelievable voice from his throat:

"I'm really confused. After talking nonsense for so long, I didn't recognize the old man..."

"Old man?" Zhang Sirun asked in surprise.

Gu Mou's complexion changed slightly, his whole body seemed to have been hit by a sky hammer, and his eyes trembling when he looked at Yu Shubai.

Yu Shubai didn't respond at all, his expressionless face was the same as before, but his slightly widened phoenix eyes showed his doubts at the moment: "You mean...me?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I haven't seen you for many years, you won't forget my lord, will you?"

Xu Zhiming smiled evilly, and said slowly: "Mr. Zhuqing is really charming. I let you go that time. After I went back, my lord couldn't sleep or eat. I regretted that I didn't take a bite."

"What crazy words are you talking about? How could Yu Shaozong know you, a bastard with foul language!" Yang Chubao couldn't help yelling, the gentleness and cowardice in the past disappeared, and his face was replaced by anger.

"Oh..." He gave Yang Chubao an intriguing look, then turned his head and said softly to Yu Shubai, "So your surname is Yu, it sounds really nice."

"You've got the wrong person. I've never seen you, and I've never been to Yinzhou City." Yu Shubai looked at him coldly, without any fluctuation in his tone.

"I knew you wouldn't admit it, but you forgot about it after you climbed a high branch and repaired your golden body, didn't you?" Xu Zhiming nodded clearly, and turned to look at the two people at the door.

"It's them? Who are you following now? Come to me, I'm no worse than those ostentatious people." After speaking, he reached out to touch his face.

Yu Shubai clamped his wrist tightly, flung it away neatly, and said word by word: "I don't know you, get lost!"

I have never seen him angry before, even if he just said "fuck off", Zhang Sirun was taken aback. It seems that Yu Shaozong was really angered by such rude people.

"Yo!" Xu Zhiming was surprised at his strength, and the inertia of being thrown away almost made him lose his footing. After thinking about it, his eyes became more excited, and he trembled: "It's still as hot as before, my lord It’s been a long time since I’ve met such an enthusiastic person…”

He paused for a moment, then turned his head and said to the boy who looked dumbfounded: "Is Nanny Ruan here today, call her in."

"Yes Yes!"

"You don't know me, there is someone you always know, huh?" Xu Zhiming looked at him playfully, and couldn't wait to see his flushed face in embarrassment.

Not long after, the young man led an old woman in. The woman was still holding a rag, she must have been tidying up the tables and chairs just now.

"Nurse Ruan, take a closer look, do you recognize this person?"

The woman called Ruan Nam was nearly sixty years old, with a hunched back, she approached and took a closer look at Yu Shubai, the latter was frowning, obviously impatient and wanted to make a move.

"Ah!" Ruan Na screamed, covered her mouth, and said, "This old slave recognizes him. He used to be a rabbit in the building, and he seems to be called... Mr. Zhuqing."

"Hahahahaha!" Xu Zhiming laughed heartily, and said in a rough voice, "Okay! Thanks to my deed of prostitution, I don't know how to recognize my old friend today."

"This... what's going on here, so many years have passed, if he hasn't changed at all, this old slave wouldn't be able to recognize him!"

Ruan Mo couldn't believe it. In fact, when he first came in, he didn't recognize this person. The boy in front of him didn't have the slightest resemblance to the child who was sold back then. If it wasn't for those slightly raised phoenix eyes...

"It's none of your business, let's all go out!" Xu Zhiming waved his hand, very proud, and felt that his whole body was hot at the moment.

Zhang Sichen looked at Gu Mou with an indescribable expression on his face. The latter's face turned slightly pale and he gritted his teeth, as if he was about to rush up to fight to the death at any time.

Zhang Sirun and Yang Chubao were a little surprised. If one person said that it was easy to explain, and both of them said the same words, and they both said the word Zhuqing Gongzi, it is possible that there was really a person who looked very similar to Yu Shaozong many years ago. been here as...

That was really bad luck.

"How about it, little rabbit, don't struggle to your death." Xu Zhiming slowly moved closer to his right ear and whispered something thought-provoking: "Does it still hurt?"

After finishing speaking, taking advantage of Yu Shubai's blank moment, he reached out to touch his right cheek, and when his fingers touched his soft skin, he was suddenly opened by a gust of sword wind, and he screamed: "Ah! !!"

Only then did Yu Shubai realize it, and quickly took a step back, walking to Gu Mou's side.

Xu Zhiming held his bloody hand and looked at them, furiously: "Which thing doesn't want to live!"

"I'm sorry, too much nonsense, I'm sleepy." Gu Mou held the white sword in his hand, exuding a cold air all over his body, and struck at him without hesitation——

Xu Zhiming managed to dodge, the sword wind slashed behind him, and the thick solid wooden table was split in two, showing its great power, his eyes flashed with fire, his veins burst out, and a blood-red scimitar melted out of his hands!

"It's so evil." Zhang Sichen said.

Gu Mou looked at him coldly, and was about to attack, when he suddenly saw a blue figure passing by, then Xu Zhiming's head slipped off his neck, fell to the ground and rolled around a few times, bringing out blood all over the place, his eyes were wide open. Liu Yuan didn't react at all, and didn't even know how his life was taken away.

Not to mention that he didn't react, everyone froze in place, and the room was completely silent.

Yu Shubai had changed his position at some point, standing at the other end of the wing, holding a tight white thread with both hands, the thread was slightly bloodstained, otherwise he was clean.

"Sitian Pavilion has training. When you see a demon, kill it." His voice was not loud, but it was extremely clear. After finishing speaking, he melted away the white lines formed by his spiritual power.

"..." Yang Chubao swallowed, took a step back, and looked at the vivid head on the ground with a pale face. Seeing that his legs were weak, Zhang Sirun quickly supported him.

Even Zhang Sichen and Gu Mou were stunned, and did not say a word for a long time. This is undoubtedly a way of killing that tests the control of spiritual power. It is a hundred times more difficult to condense that thread than to condense a sword. , Yu Shubai did it so easily, so easily...killed someone.

It suddenly occurred to him that Zhang Sirun told him the story about the young master of the Yu family when he was four years old a few months ago. Before today, he still thought it was a rumor. How could a child of three or four years old say such aggressive words? Now it is believed.

It wasn't until this moment that Gu Mou suddenly woke up.

Yu Shubai, Ye Xunliang, are they really the same person?

"It turns out that he is really a demon." Zhang Sirun shook his head sighingly, and walked up to observe the corpse on the ground.

Yu Shubai turned around, nodded and said: "Well, although there is no demon pattern, it is undoubtedly a demon."

"Wow, your move just now was really beautiful! You can take his head with one move, and it will save us a lot of fighting."

Zhang Sirun exclaimed, looking at the head on the ground, the cross-section was smooth and tidy, so clean that there was no bone fragments, the more you looked at it, the more you could discover the neatness of this move.

"This demon is very different from what we usually see. There is no demon pattern, but the demon aura is very strong, which shows that its cultivation base is profound. If it is a fierce fight, it may be difficult to end, so I used this trick."

Yu Shubai smiled modestly, and said: "Thanks to Chen Xianjun's careful teaching, the control of spiritual power is much more stable than before, so I have the opportunity to use this trick."

Gu Mou was silent for a long while before he spoke: "I'm afraid this matter is not that simple. Although he is the head of the Yulu Sect, he is good at spreading this method around. The Yulu Sect may not be the only ones who practice this technique."

"I was worried just now. If this method is really like what this surnamed Xu said, it will not go crazy or turn into a demon. I have no reason to stop it. After all, no immortal cultivator will go to save monsters. Kill the other cultivators!"

Zhang Sirun heaved a sigh of relief, and seeing a smear of blood from the corner of his eye, he said in surprise, "Your hand, Yu Shaozong?"

Hearing this, Yu Shubai raised his hands to look at it, only to realize that the head and tail of the thread just now hadn't had time to be blunted, just like holding a knife, two long bloodstains had already been cut at this moment.

It was late at night, and two pear trees were planted next to the inn. Although the pear blossoms were not in full bloom, the breath of the leaves was blowing into the window with the wind.

Yu Shubai sat by the bed, watching Gu Mou clean his wound, apply medicine to bandage it, and lower his head to concentrate, made him feel a little bit moved.

"Don't touch the water." After bandaging, he said something, and Yu Shubai nodded.

Gu Mou packed up the medicine box and put it on the table, got up and was about to go out, when he suddenly thought of something, he turned around and asked casually: "Just now at Huamanlou, what did that person say in your ear?"

Unexpectedly, Gu Mou would ask this question, Yu Shubai's mind went blank.

"It's nothing important."

Gu Mou looked at him calmly, for a long time, until Yu Shubai felt restless, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Yu Shubai was taken aback, and subconsciously thought he was talking about his own hand, so he smiled and touched the bandage on his palm: "Small injury, it doesn't hurt."

Hearing his answer, Gu Mou nodded, turned around and left the room, the oil lamp in the corridor was blown left and right by the wind, illuminating that stern face on and off, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

His right ear really couldn't hear.