Tragedy always starts with accepting the wrong apprentice

Regardless of whether Fu Qiaoyin had a conspiracy or was arrested on purpose, all of this has nothing to do with Zhu Chen.He thought that he had been cheated by Fu Qiaoyin not once or twice, even if Fu Qiaoyin brought him a cup of tea that had been put in it and gave it to him with a smile, he didn't think it was strange, on the contrary, he would still think it because of Fu Qiaoyin's rare sight The smile is sweet.

Zhu Chen thinks so, but after actually knocking Fu Qiaoyin out unharmed and bringing him back to his yard, he calms down and seals his spiritual power, and takes off all his coats, leaving only his middle coat, and then A total of three layers of magic circles were placed inside and outside of his own room, and then he reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.For raising animals, it is necessary to cut off their sharp teeth and claws, and then trap them in iron cages to make people feel at ease. Zhu Chenben still has a bit of scorn for Fu Qiaoyin in his heart, but the words of Immortal Jiuxiao made people feel at ease. He had to re-evaluate his master.

"How can someone who can survive in the Demon Realm and become someone who can be used by the Demon Lord not even sharpen his claws? Can your cultivation base at the Golden Core Stage be piled up with pills? .”

Facts have proved that Immortal Jiuxiao is worthy of being an old fritter who has lived in the lower realm for thousands of years and the upper realm for thousands of years. When I went back to the courtyard where my master was hiding, at the door I saw Fu Qiaoyin's middle coat was half open, her breasts exposed, and she was eager to try the wild tricks she had learned over the years in an attempt to break her magic circle.

"Tsk tsk, I just said he won't be good." Immortal Jiuxiao was full of gloating, seeing Zhu Chen standing there with a half-smile, as if he had no intention of going in, he urged: "Why don't you Don’t go in? You can still sit still while the beauty is half-naked? Could it be that something went wrong with your practice in the past ten years, making your place...inhumane?"

"No hurry, I just want to see what a cat that has its teeth pulled out and its claws cut off can do." Zhu Chen said with narrowed eyes.

Zhu Chen said he was not in a hurry, so he was really not in a hurry. One of the formations he played was to make people unable to see the strangeness in the room. Out of selfishness, the formation he played was double-sided.

Not only the people outside the room can't see what the people inside the room are doing, but also the people inside the room can't see the people outside the room. The only person who can see inside and outside is Zhu Chen, who is setting up the formation.

Holding a purple sand teapot full of silver needles from Shengjun Mountain, Zhu Chen sat on the mahogany carved armchair he brought back from the mortal world before, drinking the tea from the tea spout one after another, if the scene was not right for him It's like a rich man watching a play.

I don't know if it was telepathy, but Fu Qiaoyin in the room with a dark and pretty face swung the chair of the same style in the room and threw it in the direction of Zhu Chen at the door.

It was just that he was stopped by the magic circle again, and the chair was unloaded and fell limply at the door.

In this scene, I saw that the actors in the room were tired. Zhu Chen made a move. The tea in his hand had been filled with water more than once, and now he drank it like white water, but Zhu Chen still seemed to drink honey. Like sugar, the little boy who was waiting on him was terrified by his appearance.He couldn't see the changes in the room, but he could only see Zhu Chen's face. At this moment, Zhu Chen seemed to be very happy facing the empty room. He was afraid that something was wrong with his brain. He is no longer an uncertain master.

It's a master who is not only uncertain, but also may have some kind of mental illness.

"Move my chair back to the side room." Zhu Chen instructed the little boy, and the little boy obediently answered yes, then bent over and took the teapot that had been warmed by the palm of Zhu Chen's hand before eating it. Grandma moved the chair to the side room with all her strength.

The person who was an eyesore was instructed to do other things, so Zhu Chen tidied up his brocade clothes and walked into the room.

Fu Qiaoyin's spiritual power has been sealed, and his physical strength is no different from ordinary people at the moment. In addition, he is exhausted after tossing around in the room all day, so he can't even hear someone coming in now.

Zhu Chen looked down at Fu Qiaoyin, who was soundly asleep on the bed, without moving. After a while, he squatted down beside the bed, and stretched out his hand to touch Fu Qiaoyin's face lightly. Obviously, the touch was only slightly. But she suddenly retracted her hand as if she was afraid that Fu Qiaoyin would find out.

After he withdrew his hand, he seemed to be annoyed at himself, so he stretched out his hand and scratched Fu Qiaoyin's face. Seeing that the other person was about to be awakened by him, he let Fu Qiaoyin go. The spices used to soothe the nerves, and then sat up cross-legged on the soft couch in the cubicle.

"If you can't bear to treat him as a plaything, you might as well sort out all the past with him." After Zhu Chen obeyed the exercises and let his aura travel through the meridians for a week, Immortal Jiuxiao took the time to say to Zhu Chen.

Zhu Chen snorted coldly, "Who said I couldn't bear to use him as a plaything? I just gave him some time to adapt."

You can say whatever you like, that's your business.

Immortal Jiuxiao retracted into Zhu Chen's sea of ​​consciousness. After all, he was the one who watched Zhu Chen grow up, and he couldn't understand his awkward temperament very well.

It's just that what he didn't think about was that Zhu Chen's thinking would always be different from ordinary people.

Now that Zhu Chen has admitted in his heart that he is not only obsessed with Fu Qiaoyin, he will not stop what he is going to do, but just turned a little corner.

Compared with wanting Fu Qiaoyin to belong to him in an upright manner before, what Zhu Chen now wants is Fu Qiaoyin in an upright way to be together. It's just that Fu Qiaoyin is already possessed by the devil and is forced by him. In this case, if Zhu Chen wants Fu Qiaoyin, he can become Ming According to his Taoist companion on the surface, he still has a lot to do.

For example, let this seemingly stable world become chaotic.

If the chaos is such that Moxiu and Zhengdao stand on the same side, and truly turn hostility into friendship and shake hands to make peace, then it is possible that the world will no longer reject Daoxiu and Moxiu coming together.

For this result, the first thing he has to do is to let Mozun die.

Zhu Chen's wolfish ambitions are beyond the imagination of the Immortal Jiuxiao, or any great power would not have thought that a mere Golden Core child would have the guts to plot against the current Lord of Demon Cultivation. You must know that this Lord's cultivation base But on Zhengdao's side, only Zhu Yan is worthy of a tie with him, and Jindan Xiaoer is like an ant in his eyes, and he can be wiped out with a snap of his fingers.

If Zhu Chen really thinks so, his father and his sect must be among the people he wants to calculate. These two can be said to be unfaithful and unfilial. It was as if he had fallen into a demon for a mere Fu Qiaoyin.

It's just that Zhu Chen is the only one who knows about this obsession.

Zhu Chen's eyes suddenly opened, and they were as bright as two clear pearls in the darkness. He walked silently to Fu Qiaoyin's bedside and stared at it for a long time, finally grinning, using the same words that he had learned from Jiuxiao Immortal before. The secret method learned from the inheritance made Fu Qiaoyin sleep more soundly, so he started to arrange the room.

Although Fu Qiaoyin can't be put on the front page now, since he has fallen into his hands, he can't blame himself for having some mischievous thoughts.

When Fu Qiaoyin woke up the next day, she couldn't remember where she was.

This can't be blamed on Fu Qiaoyin. Before he went to bed, he clearly remembered that the things in this room had been completely destroyed by him. Who would have thought that even the whole room was changed when he woke up the next day? When did it become the brocade quilt of mandarin ducks with a red background, and then looked at the same red dazzling curtain, even the black lacquered Pengya square table whose legs were removed by him yesterday was restored to its original shape, with a layer of red brocade on it , put a few plates on top of the red brocade.

After looking at it for a few times, the dates, peanuts, longan and lotus seeds inside made Fu Qiaoyin's brain ache from looking at it.

What kind of trouble does his apprentice want to make this time?

Looking down at his same bright red shirt, Fu Qiaoyin gave up thinking about how Zhu Chen did such things while ensuring that he would not wake up. Anyway, this ancestor did not intend to let go of his current cultivation. He is taller than himself, and he has to suffer anyway, so he might as well just let his mind go and let Zhu Chen toss about.

And he himself just needs to stay the same and respond to all changes.

No matter what Zhu Chen did, he would ignore it, and no matter what Zhu Chen told him, he would just grit his teeth and not say a word.

Touching his once potbellied belly, it was like Zhu Chen who was far away in the Demon Realm gave Fu Qiaoyin courage. He sat at the table and stuffed the food full of spiritual energy into his mouth one by one and ate them.

The wish to give birth to a precious son early does not have much effect on an old man whose eldest son is already in his teens. Although the other father is still hidden in his bones, Fu Lin's boy has half of his wishes anyway. With Chen's blood, even his talent followed Zhu Chen.

When the matter of Tianjiao fell on her son, Fu Qiaoyin couldn't possibly be jealous. Instead, she was very proud. She told people everywhere that her son had a single spiritual root of the fire element, and she didn't care about other people's weirdness at all. eyes.

Thinking of Fu Lin, Fu Qiaoyin even softened his brows a little, but Zhu Chen who just entered the door with his appearance was not pleasing to the eye, as if he was thinking about his lover somewhere.

Squinting his eyes, the corners of Zhu Chen's upturned lips also turned down, and the temperature in those eyes seemed to drop to zero.

"Master, is he waking up and thinking about his lover in the disciple's house?" Zhu Chen asked stingingly.