After wearing the book, I had sex with the passer-by brother

Wei Bixing was famous at a young age. At the age of 27, he carried a pair of purple gold hammers all over the sect. Almost all the famous people in the sect had seen his power, which made everyone fear him.

But he also gained a lot of followers.

At this time, the people around Bi Arena saw that Wei Bixing took out his iconic purple gold hammer again, and they all calmly observed his attack method carefully.

As the name suggests, the Zijin Hammer is purple-gold in color, with crackling lightning flashes surrounding the hammer head, and if it is accidentally injured, the skin will be torn apart.

Wei Bixing approached menacingly, raised his hands high, yelled and threw a hammer at the place where Jing He was standing.

"Boom!——"

Dust was flying, gravel was flying everywhere, Jing He just tapped his toes, turned his body slightly and backed away, so that Su Yunqing, who was squatting on his shoulders, didn't feel the shaking.

The pair of sledgehammers hit the ground, creating a big hole three feet deep.

Hiss.... The audience under the high stage gasped and sighed how painful it would be if it hit themselves.

After a miss, Wei Bixing immediately swung the hammer and attacked to the side. The friction between the Zijin hammer and the air produced a tooth-piercing buzzing sound, and the lightning flashed even brighter.

Jing He still didn't fight back, his footsteps were nimble as if he was walking among the clouds, moving left and right, he didn't let Wei Bixing touch him.

"Jing! How long are you going to hide your head and hide your tail like this! Don't blame me for being rude!!"

Wei Bixing was quite annoyed by Jing He's avoidance of fighting. Zijin Hammer pointed at Jing He and cursed at him. Instead of addressing him, he called his last name directly, trying to provoke Jing He to fight him seriously.

Jing He smiled lightly, "Elder Wei is so impatient, then Jing will be disrespectful."

When everyone in the audience was still intoxicated by Jing He's smile that dissipated like ice and snow, they suddenly felt a chill on their face, raised their hands to touch it, and saw a crystal clear snowflake slowly melting on their fingertips.

I can't help but look at the sky in doubt: it's not long before summer, where is the snow coming from?

As soon as this idea was formed, snow like goose feathers suddenly floated in the sky, wrapped in a biting cold wind, rushing towards Wei Bixing like knives.

The snowflakes falling on the spectators under the stage turned into water and disappeared in an instant, but when they fell on Wei Bixing, they were actually frozen into ice cubes.

Wei Bixing brandished a sledgehammer to repel the fluttering snow, one of them didn't notice that a piece of snow was stained on the hem of his clothes, and in an instant that large piece of clothes was frozen by ice.

"Hmph, worm-carving trick!"

Wei Bixing yelled, swung his hammer and smashed it hard on the ground. Thunder and lightning as thick as a snake burst out from the center of the hammer, crushing all the snow within two meters around him into pieces.

Seeing this, Jing He, who was standing opposite him, only said one word: "Get up!"

The formation containing huge spiritual power appeared under Wei Bixing's feet, accompanied by dozens of icicles rising into the sky, surrounding Wei Bixing.

It was the formation that Jing He silently set up when he dodged just now.

Careless!Wei Bixing murmured inwardly that he had completely fallen into Jing He's calculations, but even so, he was definitely not someone who would easily admit defeat.

After pinching a few fingers with his right hand, Wei Bixing's natal pet, the Golden Wolf King, appeared in everyone's sight. With his strong limbs, he attacked Jing He like lightning.

The Golden Wolf King is Wei Bixing's spiritual pet, and it seems that he can't be criticized as his attack method at this time.

"This man is really insidious!" Su Yunqing couldn't stand it anymore, Jing He fought for him, what a silly dog ​​like the Golden Wolf King came to join in the fun.

With a kick of her hind legs, Su Yunqing jumped off Jing He's shoulders, and rushed in front of the Golden Wolf King, flicking her tail.

The golden wolf king saw that the little spirit fox was charging towards it, and his sprint speed slowed down, as if he was hesitating whether to attack the little spirit fox. It would be a pity if he was injured.

Su Yunqing didn't have so many worries. She flicked her big tail vigorously, and slapped the Golden Wolf King firmly on the face.

Immediately afterwards, before the golden wolf king could react, the fox opened his mouth, and a light pink mist appeared from his mouth, spraying the golden wolf king all over his face.

Linghu's natural skill charm, activate!

The golden wolf king was caught off guard and inhaled several mouthfuls of pink mist, and the whole wolf was ill.

She staggered and turned in circles, unable to tell where she was. Looking closely, her fierce green wolf eyes seemed to have turned into mosquito eyes.

Sometimes it keeps its head on the ground, and sometimes it chases its own tail to play. Isn't it just a silly dog.

Su Yunqing, who won the victory in a breath, took graceful steps, jumped back to Jinghe's shoulders lightly, raised his little head proudly, and wagged the tip of his tail, as if saying to Jinghe: Am I fierce?

Jing He chuckled, the laughter was magnetic and sultry, he raised his hand and patted Su Yunqing's little head lovingly, "Well, it's amazing."

The whole battle lasted less than a cup of tea and the winner was clear. Whether it was Jing He's move of flying snow into the sky to melt the ice knife, or unexpectedly setting up a formation to trap Wei Bixing and make it difficult for him to move, the onlookers were greatly surprised. commend.

What amazed the onlookers even more was his spiritual pet, which easily subdued a high-level spiritual beast like the wolf king.

I didn't see that the wolf king hadn't woken up from the charm technique yet, and he almost bit his own tail bald.

"Elder Wei, do you want to continue the fight?" Jing He asked with the winning ticket in his hands.

Wei Bixing smashed the hammer on the icicle again angrily, the icicle didn't move at all, not even a crack was opened, but Wei Bixing's arm was numb from the shock of the hammer.

Is this still an icicle?Harder than his Zijin Hammer!

Frustrated, he threw the hammer on the ground, and Wei Bixing sat down on the snow, saying bitterly: "The skills are not as good as others, so stop beating!"

This is not a competition, it is obvious that Jing He unilaterally pushed him to the ground and rubbed him. He really lost his mind to think that he could have a glimmer of hope to win.

"Then will you think about the little fox again in the future?" Jing He asked again.

Wei Bixing clasped his hands in front of his chest, squinting at Jing and Su Yunqing standing on his shoulders, his eyes were sad and regretful, and he took a long time to look away.

"Stop fighting, I'll go to the secret realm and catch another male wolf to breed with our wolf king!"

Wouldn't it have been better to do this earlier, and it's still such a big circle.Jing He nodded when he heard the words, "I hope Elder Wei can keep his promise."

After finishing speaking, Jing He stretched out a finger to touch the icicle lightly, and the icicle shattered into ice crystals like foam.

Then Jing He scratched Su Yunqing's fluffy chin with his fingers, signaling him to undo the charm technique on the golden wolf king.

Su Yunqing slapped away the mischievous fingers on his chin, arched Gong Jinghe with his head, and hooked the tip of his tail in the direction of the Golden Wolf King.

The pink mist surrounding the golden wolf king gradually faded away, the wolf king's confused eyes gradually cleared up, he looked around in a daze, and with a groan, he ran back behind his master in despair, blaming himself for his bald tail.

Wei Bixing comforted the wolf king and vowed to find him a little male wolf prettier than the little spirit fox in the secret realm, and then he took the golden wolf king and left the arena.

It's too embarrassing, I can't leave.

Because of this delay, Jing He stopped thinking about taking Su Yunqing to the secret realm to obtain the demon pill.

Just about to take Su Yunqing back to the cave for some repairs, at this moment, a communication talisman shot at Jing He from a distance.

"Brother Jing, the artifact spirit of the Nine-turn Yin-Yang Furnace has taken shape. If you have time, you can bring a meeting gift and come to us for a reunion."

The communication symbol was sent by Zong Huarong.

Jing He and Su Yunqing looked at each other silently, and decided to find out immediately.

In front of Zong Huarong's cave.

Jing He first let Xiao Tong enter the mansion to inform Zong Huarong, Jing He came to visit, and then followed Xiao Tong into the mansion.

The little boy with two croissants walked in front and led Jing He to the living room. While refilling tea and pouring water, he couldn't help staring at Su Yunqing.

Before coming here, Su Yunqing turned into a teenager for the convenience of communication.

His skin is like mutton fat jade, his hair is like splashed ink, and the tails of his eyes are long and narrow, slightly upwards. He has an inexplicable charm, but he is still young, clean and refreshing.

Two completely different temperaments appear in the same person, but it is impossible to pick a mistake.

Su Yunqing is thin, so wearing Jing He's clothes on his body is a bit like a child secretly wearing an adult's clothes, making him appear smaller and more delicate.

The thin collarbone and tender, slightly red skin could be vaguely seen inside the loose collar.

The little boy was in a daze, and suddenly his eyes blurred, and his slightly open collar was tightened by a pair of big hands, completely covering the beautiful scene.

Looking along the big hand, he suddenly fell into a pair of black eyes as deep as a cold pool, almost freezing people.

Xiao Tong shivered subconsciously, hurriedly bowed to Jing and the two, and left the hall as if fleeing.

"Why can't you dress properly."

After the boy's back was out of sight, Jing He couldn't help but frowned and scolded, and carefully fastened Su Yunqing's loose clothes.

"I'm uncomfortable—" Su Yunqing said coquettishly.

This can't be blamed on him, affected by Linghu's nature, putting on clothes is like being bound by a shackle, it is very uncomfortable, and it is comfortable to be naked.

And just like people who don't like to walk on all fours, Su Yunqing doesn't like to walk on two legs now, and Jing He always carries her on her back all the way.

But despite the pain, Su Yunqing did not stop Jing He from helping him tighten his clothes.

"If it's really uncomfortable, you'd better turn back into a fox." Jing He suggested so that he could still hug Su Yunqing.

Su Yunqing shook his head and refused. He still had to explain some things to Jiuzhuan Yinyang Furnace face to face.

Jing He had no choice but to touch Su Yunqing's drooping little head to appease him. By the way, he gave Su Yunqing the remaining demon pills for him to eat and play with.

"Brother Jing!"

Before the people arrived, the voice came first, and Zong Huarong, who came late, walked into the living room with a ruddy face, followed by Su Yunqing's familiar yet unfamiliar Qi Ling.

Unlike the Nine-turn Yin-Yang Furnace Spirit, which was as hollow as stagnant water in the battle between immortals and demons, even though he still had an unpretentious appearance at this time, he could not be spotted at a glance in the crowd.

But there was light in his eyes, like stars shining in the dark night, translucent.

"Brother Jing, I didn't expect you to come so soon after I just sent you the message."

Zong Huarong said with a smile, while pushing Qi Ling to the two of them, showing off, "Brother Jing, look, this is the Qi Ling of the Nine-turn Yin-Yang Furnace!"

Qi Ling was dressed in plain white clothes, with indifferent eyes, as if he didn't know Jing He and Su Yunqing, and bowed respectfully to them.

"Qi Ling met Elder Jing here."

After all, Qi Ling hesitated for a moment in the face of Su Yunqing, opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, as if he was thinking about how to address Su Yunqing.

The strangeness in her eyes didn't seem to be fake at all, so Su Yunqing had to hold back even if she was full of doubts.

"This must be your pet little fox, right?"

Noticing the fox ears on Su Yunqing's head and the big tail swaying left and right behind him, Zong Huarong was very sure that Su Yunqing was the spirit fox that he had always loved and couldn't put it down.

He looks pretty, and it's not surprising that he can be loved and favored, even if he looks at it for a long time, he is easily fascinated.

"It's him."

Jing He took half a step forward and slightly blocked Zong Huarong's view of Su Yunqing, "Linghu is inherently charming, Brother Huarong, don't look at it for too long."

Zong Huarong's eyes flickered slightly, he regained his clarity, and patted himself on the head, "Look at me, I know all of this, but I almost fell for it."

"The charm technique was so good when you were young, brother Jing, you spirit fox will become a great weapon in the future." Zong Huarong praised.

"Award."

For Su Yunqing's praise, Jing He has always accepted Su Yunqing's praise with peace of mind, but the right way is to keep going and returning.

"Brother Hua Rong's weapon spirit is not behind the wind, and his intelligence is superb, and he will definitely be Brother Hua Rong's right-hand man in the future." Jing He said.

Isn't it just that she is so clever and enlightened that she does not hesitate to plot against Su Yunqing, plot against the entire cultivation world, and set off a battle between the cultivation world and the demon world, in order to achieve her goal.

And he is good at disguising, not missing any clues in the planning process, hiding behind the scenes, and his scheming is indeed admirable.

"Brother Jing is too much praise! Qi Ling has only just been born, how can you tell that he is smart?"

Zong Huarong laughed, although he said so, but his expression showed that he appreciated Jing He's praise very much, and he also believed from the bottom of his heart that he was excellent.

"Of course the secret must not be leaked." Jing He said mysteriously.

"Hey, why are you saying that again?" Zong Huarong was speechless, and instead patted Qi Ling's shoulder, saying solemnly and without losing hope, "I believe Brother Jing's words, I hope you don't let me down. "

Qi Ling responded softly with a calm expression, he was noncommittal to Jing He's words.

But since it is what the master expects, even if he tries his best, he will never let down the trust of the master.