Can the villain be coaxed today?

At the foot of Tianpo Mountain, Wanshan Town.

Noisy voices can be heard endlessly, and passers-by are rubbing shoulders. This is the closest foothold to the secret realm of Shenxu. It used to be just an inconspicuous small town in the mountains. After the secret realm of Shenxu was born suddenly, it followed chickens and dogs to heaven. Yelling hard on both sides of the street, they all want to take advantage of this once-in-a-century opportunity to make more money.Most of the people who come and go are monks walking with swords, neatly dressed, upright, and occasionally stop for a while, asking with great interest about the novelty and interesting small objects on the stall.

One day in the guest room of the best inn in Wanshan Town, Wang Shu sat cross-legged on a soft cattail mat, looking at the busy crowd below, his lips pursed slightly, his right fingertips unconsciously landed on the signal flare at his waist, sitting opposite him Looking at a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, his eyes were exceptionally beautiful, black and white, as clear as a clear spring in a mountain. What are you talking about? Why are you so dazed, where did Senior Brother Yan go? Why haven’t you come yet, did you get delayed on the road?”

The Kunlun Palace disciples arrived at the agreed settlement town at noon. Among the group, only Wang Shu knew what Shen Yan was doing when he suddenly changed his itinerary. Everyone else was at a loss, so Zhu Qing grabbed Wang Shu and asked Stop, I swear I'm going to pry Yin Maochou out of his mouth.

Wang Shu really didn't know whether he should tell the truth or not. Although Senior Brother Shen had good intentions, the person he wanted to save was the Lord Ghost King of the Shifang Mountain Range, and the traitor Master Bantang who had already drawn a line with the Kunlun Palace. If he went out and was slandered by someone with a heart, his reputation as Senior Brother Shen would be ruined, not to mention that there was a fucking outsider here.

Holding the teacup, Wangshu glanced at Xia Zhuqing sideways seemingly unintentionally.

"You still have the nerve to say, I haven't settled your debts with you yet! How old are you, don't you know that everyone will be very anxious if they can't find you? How dare you sneak out, and it will affect your sightseeing in the mountains and rivers three days later Already?" He angrily gave Xia Zhuqing a lesson, the latter held his chin, Kazilan blinked her big eyes, and said innocently: "Senior brother, didn't you tell me not to scold me?"

Originally, the disciples of Kunlun Palace should have arrived in Wanshan Town directly as a group, but junior brother Xia Zhuqing had been detained for too long, and she really yearned for the hustle and bustle, but also worried about being watched by the senior brothers when they set off together, so uncomfortable, so she secretly He packed his bags and went down the mountain three days earlier than the rest of the troops. If he hadn't had a bit of conscience and knew to send two safety letters to the palace, Lingxu Peak would have been blown up the day he disappeared.

"Have I scolded you? This is a reminder of love, you wait, wait until your Senior Brother Shen comes back, and you will have good fruit to eat!" Wang Shu poked his forehead hard again with a cold face, which brought the topic to the fore. To the blond man next to him: "This is?"

Xia Zhuqing was not afraid at all, smiled with crooked eyes, and said firmly: "Brother Yan loves me the most, and he is reluctant to teach me a lesson. Let me introduce you, this is Aye, a friend I met on the road. He is super nice. He helped me many times."

The Aye he was talking about had always been sitting beside him indifferently. Hearing this, he straightened his waist and gave Wang Shu and the others a fist hug with a half-hearted attitude. His attitude was very indifferent, as if he didn't care about the crowd of people in front of him. He didn't pay much attention, only his eyes seemed to be circling Xia Zhuqing's body all the time.This man has extremely handsome eyebrows and eyes, and is extremely aggressive. His shoulder-length blond hair hides broad arms, and a powerful explosive power can be faintly seen between the smooth lines. He is wearing neat clothes, without a sword, but has his own The vigor that was ready to go radiated from the inside out. This man was completely out of tune with ordinary monks. He was like a wolf in human skin, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Aye, this is my Senior Brother Wangshu. I told you that they are all my Senior Brothers. I will introduce you carefully when I have a chance in the future." Speaking of which, he quietly moved closer and covered his lips with his hand. Sheng said: "They are all very interesting people, you will know when you get along with them."

A Ye did not focus on Wang Shu and the others as he expected, but propped his forehead with one hand, with a half-smile on the corner of his mouth: "They are all senior brothers, so you are the youngest?"

"Well, it is now, but when the new disciples get started this year, I won't be the youngest junior, I can also be someone else's senior." He seemed very happy, smiling so that the two dimples on his cheeks formed small circles In the circle, there is a very pleasing innocence in the tone of the tone.

Wang Shu watched from the side, his eyebrows twitched fiercely.

"Zhuqing, didn't you ask where Senior Brother Yan went? You come out and I'll tell you."

Senior Brother Wang Shu was rarely so serious, Xia Zhuqing was taken aback, pretending that something serious had happened, got up and followed without even thinking, and Aye next to him didn't have time to say anything.

Two little dark heads leaned together at the aisle window, you stared at me, I stared at you, both with serious expressions.

"Brother, you're talking! You're so anxious to kill me! Brother Yan must have had an accident, right? Don't scare me..." Xia Zhuqing's eyes were wide open, wishing he could shake his brother's shoulders to wake him up.

Wang Shu opened his mouth, not knowing where to start.The two looked at each other for a while, Xia Zhuqing's tense expression suddenly relaxed little by little, as if realizing something, he tilted his head thoughtfully, and glanced suspiciously at his senior brother Wangshu's expression, Finally he said slowly: "...Brother, do you want to tell me something else?"

Wang Shu said with a wooden face, "Yo, you've learned to be smart."

Xia Zhuqing raised her chin proudly, "That's right, I'm a clever little ghost... Hey!"

A chestnut fell heavily on his forehead!The little junior covered his forehead, the pain was so painful that tears were about to come out.He whimpered, and before he could say anything to complain, he looked at the book and said, "You're still a smart kid? Let me ask you, that friend of yours, didn't you find anything wrong?"

Xia Zhuqing rubbed his forehead and thought for a while, then pouted and said: "Senior brother, you mean to say that he doesn't have the aura of immortal cultivators? I already knew it, not only that, I can tell more, his origin is a mystery , whereabouts are uncertain, twisting people's heads is like twisting a cabbage clapper..."

"Then you still dare to stay with him?!"

"Listen to me!" Xia Zhuqing added calmly, "But he did save me, he must not be ungrateful, and he has been guarding me all this way, I promised him to wait until the secret realm I'm the one who protects him inside, you can't cross rivers and tear down bridges, that's what the head teacher taught me, besides, it has nothing to do with whether he's worthy of friendship, isn't it true that there are no good people who practice ghosts?"

"Just you?" Wang Shu sneered, "Xia Zhuqing, don't you count your own weight? Who gave you the courage to say that you protect him?"

The junior brother shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Yan!"

His eyes brightened, "Senior brother Yan is so powerful, all the senior brothers told me that when we got to the secret realm, the Kunlun Palace would be the one walking sideways! Senior brother killed the whole audience in seconds by himself, and we followed behind him Just pick up the baby."

Wang Shu couldn't help sneering, and said in his heart: Senior Brother Huanyan, you, Senior Brother Yan, have been injured yourself!

But he circled the words in his mind, didn't say anything, instead he stared at Xia Zhuqing and said, "I don't care if you make friends, but be careful yourself, not everyone in this world is like your brothers, master The respected teacher has protected you like a baby for 18 years, don't play yourself off once you let go!

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Xia Zhuqing is the only son of Lingyou Immortal of Lingxu Peak in Kunlun Palace. He was weak and congenitally deficient since he was a child, and there were signs of early death. Later, a Taoist priest at the Nine Nether Peak made a divination, saying that his problem lies in the horoscope In fact, if you want to escape the catastrophe, you must take good care of it in a beautiful place for 18 years. During this period, you will not see outsiders, you must have a set of rules for eating and living, and your parents cannot accompany you.Xianzun really had no other choice, so he had no choice but to act as a living horse doctor. He selected more than a dozen suitable servant girls and sent them to a small island in the South China Sea.Unexpectedly, a blind cat bumped into a dead mouse and snatched his life back from Lord Yan. Xia Zhuqing just passed his birthday last year, and Xianzun and Xianzun's wife rushed to pick him up. We haven't seen each other for 18 years, and Xianzun's wife cried Tears flowed like rain, and regardless of whether the child's cultivation talent passed the test, he insisted on recording him as a new disciple under Ling Xufeng's name, and kept him under his nose every day to take care of him.

However, although he is not talented enough, he is lovable. He has lived in isolation for 18 years. He sees everything novel. He often pesters his seniors to ask questions. He has a good appearance, beautiful and clean eyes, and a smile. There are two sweet little dimples when he looks up, and many seniors feel maternal when they look at it, so they are more partial to him.Wang Shu is Ling Xufeng's eldest disciple, and Xia Zhuqing is a real brother from the same sect. He is influenced by his teacher's wife every day, so he naturally cares a little more for this little brother.

"Don't worry, don't worry, brother!" He smiled with his eyes bent, rolled his eyeballs after laughing, and said to Wangshu ghostly: "Well, if brother is really worried, then you Hurry up and let Senior Brother Yan come back! Every time he says something, I will carry it out very seriously!"

Wang Shu was a little surprised: "How do you know... Besides, I'll beat you if you're a smart ghost!"

Xia Zhuqing immediately changed her words: "The world is smart!"

Wang Shu pretended to fight, and the junior brother hurriedly said: "Senior brother, I know I was wrong." After a pause, he said firmly: "But you must know where Senior Brother Yan is, just don't tell us!"

Wang Shu said: "Rolling, you know you, senior brother Yan, is it because the snacks that senior brother usually gives you are not delicious? Or is it that the things brought to you every time you go down the mountain are not fun? Do you have any conscience? You Senior Brother Yan!"

This time Xia Zhuqing didn't refute, he broke the door frame and smiled, and said "Remember to ask Senior Brother Yan to come back early!", then slipped back into the room with oil on his feet.

Wang Shu rolled his eyes angrily on the spot, "Little bastard, you have no conscience..."

After a while, he stood up straight on the edge of the window sill, and was about to go back, when he suddenly saw a group of people in strange costumes walking towards him. Their clothes were exquisite and complicated, but they were not the same as the common styles on the market, and they were also different from the usual ones. The monks dressed in elegant and elegant clothes, and their lifelike half-face masks completely covered their appearance. When they passed by Wangshu, one of them suddenly looked back for some reason. Suddenly, I saw a little red mark on his fair side face that was not completely covered, like an irregular pattern when carved blue, protruding from under the mask.

"...Witch Clan?"