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Feng Ji frowned and murmured: "Could it be the demons?"

Xie Zhiqin didn't even think about it, and said, "Impossible."

"How is it impossible? These flowers and plants have been devastated by sorcery at first glance. Who else can they be except the demons?" After Feng Ji finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong and narrowed his eyes. "You can hear me now?" ?”

The problem with Xie Zhiqin's ears only appeared after the end of the battle between immortals and demons 17 years ago. Since then, he has been wearing a mask all day long and never showed his true face again.

Feng Ji asked him the reason, Xie Zhiqin only said that he was injured in the battle that year, but did not elaborate.

Xie Zhiqin was stunned for a moment, then looked blankly at Fengji: "What are you talking about, Senior Brother?"

The wind track lost and collapsed shoulders: "You were only 17 years old when your ear strength dropped sharply. At that time, I almost pissed me off. I thought you recovered suddenly. It seems that you were happy for nothing."

Xie Zhiqin was still at a loss: "Brother, please speak up."

Feng Ji scratched his hair and shouted loudly: "It's okay."

Xie Zhiqin groaned, his expression startled, as if he was frightened by the wind: "Brother, although my hearing is not good, I am not completely deaf, you don't have to be like this."

"I'm still afraid that you won't be able to hear me. Seeing other people's lips every day makes so many people think that you are a misbehaving person. Do you know how those demons made arrangements for you after you left the stage yesterday?" The wind is not happy.

Xie Zhiqin lowered his eyes: "It's okay, what others say has nothing to do with me."

"Why has nothing to do with you? You don't want your reputation anymore?" Fengji gritted his teeth, "17 years ago, you were only 17 years old. If you didn't fight with your life, how could the former devil be killed so quickly? How many years have passed, and the immortal energy has not recovered, those people dare to say that about you in front of me, if I'm not here, they don't know how bad things they can say!"

Fengji realized that he had lost his composure, and took a deep breath to calm down: "In short, if you can be tougher in the future, treat it as a senior brother begging you. If you can't hear other people's words clearly, then don't listen, or ignore them at all. Senior brother knows You are kind-hearted, but you can’t have a bottom line. You are the one who saved the death of the Fairy and Demon Alliance by yourself, and you saved the entire cultivation world. You have the right to ignore those people, so don’t put yourself down like this. ?"

Xie Zhiqin smiled lightly and said, "Senior brother, don't get angry, I will make my own judgment."

Fengji snorted: "You have a judgment, I believe your evil. If it wasn't for the devil taking the wrong medicine, stepping on those two trashy chairs all of a sudden, to help you vent your anger, I might just throw that They were chopped off."

Xie Zhiqin was stunned: "The devil?"

"Yeah, it's that crazy Zhong Weiling." Fengji sighed, "Forget it, let's not talk about it." Fengji looked around coldly, "Although I don't know if it's a demon."

Before finishing speaking, Xie Zhiqin subconsciously said: "It's not the demons."

Fengji clicked his tongue: "You can't hear me when I say other things, but why did you hear everything when I mentioned the demons?"

Xie Zhiqin was at a loss again: "Brother, are you talking again?"

Feng Ji: "..." I'm too lazy to talk about it.

"Don't interrupt me." Fengji rolled his eyes, "Whether you are a demon or not, you are definitely not a mediocre person who can do such a thing under your noses. I will let people stare at me about this matter." , you also be careful."

In the battle 17 years ago, although the Alliance of Immortals and Demons won, a group of cronies and former members of the former Demon King slipped through the net.

If we didn't cut the weeds and roots in the past, we will become serious troubles in the future.

In these years, Fengji has not let Xie Zhiqin go down the mountain, because he is afraid that the remnants of the former demon king will cause trouble for Xie Zhiqin.

Xie Zhiqin hummed, and changed the subject: "Besides this matter, there is one more matter, I would like to ask my brother to investigate."

Fengji: "What's the matter?"

Xie Zhiqin said earnestly: "To be honest, my teleportation formation was also tampered with yesterday, which almost caused a catastrophe. Today, the brother encountered the same thing again. I don't think this is a coincidence."

Feng Ji frowned: "I agree, it's just that ordinary people can't move your teleportation formation at all, who the hell has such great ability."

Xie Zhiqin said: "Perhaps it's not that the person tampering with the formation is powerful, it's that he has a special magic weapon in his hand."

Fengji didn't understand what he meant.

"The rune engraved on the scabbard of the dagger I lost three years ago has such abilities." Xie Zhiqin said calmly.

Fengji was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly lowered his face: "You mean, someone picked up your dagger?"

"It's not picking up, it's stealing." Xie Zhiqin said with rare seriousness.

Feng Ji was silent for a moment, then turned his head and said to the sweeping disciples beside him: "Open all the barriers outside Yundu Mountain, and pass the message to Wangyue Pass by the way, so that Shen Tang will take a good look at Wangyue Pass in the past few days and never leave."

Yundu has a family of three sages, the head of the sect Fengji, the junior uncle Xie Zhiqin, and the second uncle Shen Tang.

Shen Tang is Wei Yuning's master, and he was the one who brought Wei Yuning back ten years ago.

Moon-Watching Pass is where the spirit of Yundu is located. If anyone wants to do harm to Yundu, they will definitely start at Moon-Watching Pass.

After giving the order, Feng Ji brushed off his sleeves, and said to Xie Zhiqin: "It will be the competition session between the disciples of the Immortal and Demon Dao soon, and you still have to demonstrate the moves with the Demon Lord, go prepare first."

Xie Zhiqin clenched his fists and hummed.

After Fengji left, Xie Zhiqin was alone in the yard, packing his things expressionlessly, and after finishing packing, he sat alone on the steps in front of the door, looking at the lifeless yard, lost in thought, in a daze.

Here, Zhong Weiling clutched his buttocks, and laid down cautiously at the entrance of the west courtyard.

It's so early, no one should be up yet.

Zhong Weiling scanned left and right, and after confirming that there was no one there, he breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to go through the moon cave door, and hurried back to the room, when a middle-aged man's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Your Highness?"

Zhong Weiling's heart skipped a beat, mother, who, don't you know that scaring people can scare people to death?

Zhong Weiling turned his head quietly, and saw the man whose eyes were narrowed into slits, looking at him like a monkey, he had nothing to love: "Who are you?"

As soon as the words fell, the man knelt down, with a heartbroken expression on his face: "It's because my subordinates didn't teach well enough to raise such an impolite son. I hope His Highness will forgive me."

Zhong Weiling was stunned for a while: "Are you the Patriarch of the Jade Blood Sect?"

The man bowed his head: "Exactly."

Zhong Weiling stroked his chest and frowned: "Didn't you come back after the ceremony is over, why did you come today?"

The suzerain of the Jade Blood Sect, Han Xun, in the original text, was not convinced by the original owner. However, since Zhong Weiling passed through, after several contacts, he is actually quite honest, but he is too worried about the future of the demons and has a straight temper. In the original text, there are frequent frictions with the original master.

Zhong Weiling didn't dare to move too much, for fear of pulling the wound on his buttocks and being seen as something wrong.

Han Xun said solemnly: "I found the traces of the former demon king's remnant party in Jiling, and chased all the way to the foot of Yundu." Han Xun's face turned, a little embarrassed, "Then I heard that the dog caused trouble, so come here Yes. But seeing that it was getting late, I was afraid of disturbing His Highness's rest, so I waited until now."

Zhong Weiling sighed helplessly: "Come here."

Zhong Weiling's steps were very small, and the wound did not affect him, but the whole person looked very strange.

"Your Highness, are you not feeling well?" Han Xun asked with concern.

"No, I'm very comfortable." Zhong Weiling said without thinking.

After returning to the room, Zhong Weiling put a thick cushion on the chair before slowly sitting on it.

Han Xun was about to intercede for his son, when Zhong Weiling slumped on the chair: "As for Han Ji, you just have to know it yourself."

Zhong Weiling said coldly: "Yesterday was the Fairy and Demon Ceremony, and my seat and Fengji are behind him. His words and deeds represent your entire Jade Blood Sect. You should know that other sects have always felt that your Jade Blood Sect is too much." Arrogant, want to stand on their own."

Han Xun hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness clearly observes, this subordinate absolutely does not have such thoughts!"

Zhong Weiling frowned: "I know it, but others don't. So, no matter where it is in the future, I hope that Han Ji will let Han Ji be careful with his words."

"I would like to follow His Highness's instructions." Han Xun said seriously.

"Get up." Zhong Weiling took a sip of tea, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but said, "There are still two hours left, and it will be the competition between the disciples of Immortals and Demons. Go to compete with Xie Zhiqin from Yundu?"

Han Xun was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Zhong Weiling was testing him, and quickly knelt down again: "Your Highness, I really don't intend to set up my own family. Today's grand ceremony is hosted by Yundu, the head of the fairy sect, so today's Naturally, the two peaks of immortals and demons should appear in the duel. Your Highness, you are the hope for the revitalization of our demon clan, and I am just a small subordinate. How dare I do it for you, no, no!"

Zhong Weiling pondered, big brother, you really think too much, I just have a pain in my butt, I don't want to go, it's not to imply you, is it necessary to be so sensitive?

"I really never doubted you, so you can just replace me this time, okay?" Zhong Weiling frowned.

Han Xun waved his hands again and again: "I can't, I really can't! Yundu sent their most prestigious Xie Zhiqin in Yundu. I'm just a little lord. If I play, it will be true. It will make people think that we demons despise me. Yundu."

What Han Xun thought, Zhong Weiling didn't know: "Don't worry, I will explain to Yundu, and I can guarantee that Xie Zhiqin will not have any objections, and neither will Yundu."

Xie Zhiqin didn't dare, otherwise he would be looking for death. After all, it's not that I don't want to go, I don't want to give you Yundu face, it's your little uncle who went too far.

Han Xun: "That's not okay, even if Yun has no objections, the other immortal sects must also be dissatisfied."

After several discussions, there was no use at all, Han Xun refused to follow, and Zhong Weiling couldn't refute the reason.

"You go, I don't want to see you for the time being." Zhong Weiling waved his hands tiredly.

Han Xun wanted to say something more, but seeing Zhong Weiling's complexion was not good, he opened his mouth, but finally closed his mouth and left.

Zhong Weiling took a shower, and washed off the traces on his body that could be washed off, and covered those that couldn't be washed off with clothes.

If it cannot be covered by clothes, then there is no other way.

"Your Highness, I caught a little disciple from Yundu yesterday, what should I do with it?" Zhong Weiling went back to sleep, and when he went out, he saw three demon soldiers.

"Let it go." It's just a little disciple, Zhong Weiling didn't bother to ask in detail, "It's the time of the immortal and demon ceremony, so there should be less conflict."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Weiling went to Bilingtai to prepare for the competition.

Originally, after they met, they wanted to warn Xie Zhiqin to be careful and not to be serious, but they never expected that Yundu changed his mind temporarily, and it was not Xie Zhiqin who played at all.

"Where is Xie Zhiqin as agreed, why are you here?" Zhong Weiling looked at Fengji and said unhappily.

Fengji explained: "He can't draw his sword, so he can't compete. It was my Yundu's mistake to put him on the list earlier, and I hope the devil will forgive me."

Actually, the fact is that Xie Zhiqin didn't dare to go on stage, for fear that Zhong Weiling would see him angry and Fengji would ask him why, but Xie Zhiqin refused to answer, but kept telling Fengji to be gentle and never hurt Zhong Weiling. Ling.

Feng Zhixin said, although he is the head of Yundu, but among the three saints of Yundu, his cultivation base is the lowest, whether he can beat Zhong Weiling or not, even if he is merciful, it should be Zhong Weiling, not himself Bar.

However, it wasn't Xie Zhiqin on the other side, so Zhong Weiling was quite afraid: "Today is just a demonstration, so don't be serious about Master Feng."

When the original owner was still there, he ridiculed Fengji every day, saying that he was an old bone, and his cultivation base was doubled, but he was not as good as the other two juniors. Come up with something else.

He thought that Zhong Weiling was taunting him again, so he sneered: "Of course it won't be serious."

Weird.

The moment the two of them opened their swords, Feng Zhe put all his strength into it, and directly slashed towards Zhong Weiling.

"What is the head of the sect doing? Didn't the little uncle tell him to let him be merciful? He must not have forgotten it!" The little disciple on the side said in amazement.

Seeing this, Xie Zhiqin, who came belatedly, was dumbfounded.

But it was too late, Zhong Weiling had already scolded the system.

Xie Zhiqin, you bastard, you put up your pants and don’t recognize anyone, I’m fucked by you, and you let your senior brother bully me, when the competition is over, if I don’t beat you, I won’t be called Zhong!

Fengjiu's moves were so fast that Zhong Weiling almost bumped into his sword several times, and every time he counterattacked, he would touch a wound, and his eye circles were red with pain.

After two rounds, Fengji also noticed the abnormality: "Mojun, didn't you eat breakfast this morning? Why are all the sword moves so soft?"

"Ask your deaf and ugly bastard junior brother!" Zhong Weiling said viciously, just as he swung his wrist and swung his sword, a swallow scooped up water, and was about to block the blade of the sword struck by the wind, suddenly A circular formation appeared, and then a dry vine protruded from it, wrapping around Zhong Weiling's ankle.

Seeing that the blade was about to pierce Zhong Weiling's heart, the wind reversed forcibly. Although Zhong Weiling was not hurt, it scratched the clothes on his chest.

Nervously, Zhong Weiling tried to cut off the vine with his sword, but the vine seemed to be stained with something strange, seeping in from Zhong Weiling's bleeding ankle wound.

The spiritual power of the whole person was sealed instantly, and then, the vine began to drag Zhong Weiling into the magic circle, trying to drag him in.

Feng Ji wanted to help, but before he could make a move, a snow-white sword light was one step ahead of him, and suddenly cut off the vine protruding from the magic circle.

Feng Ji hadn't recovered yet, Xie Zhiqin, who was supposed to be watching the battle from the audience, came to him at some point.

Xie Zhiqin quickly took off his outer robe, and wrapped it around Zhong Weiling's body, covering the red marks from the torn clothes.

At the same time, Zhong Weiling felt that his consciousness was a little chaotic, as if there was a violent breath running around in his body, which was unbearable for a while.

"Devil Lord, wake up, Demon Lord? Zhong Weiling? Zhong Weiling!"

The voice in his ears became smaller and smaller, and Zhong Weiling gradually fainted.

When he woke up again, he was already in the Demon Lord Palace.

"Your Highness, you have finally woken up!" The Right Protector said excitedly.

Zhong Weiling rubbed his drowsy head: "Didn't you go to the ghost world, why are you here?"

"This subordinate has just arrived in the ghost world, and heard that something happened to His Highness in Yundu, so he rushed back immediately. You have been in a coma for more than seven days, and this subordinate thought you were there," Right Protector said halfway, feeling unlucky, and swallowed again. Going back, he blamed himself, "If I had been with His Highness, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened. It's all the subordinate's fault."

Zhong Weiling interrupted feebly: "How many days did you say I've been in a coma?"

Right protector: "Seven days."

Zhong Weiling was stunned, and was about to say something, when a demon soldier came to report: "Xie Zhiqin has been standing at the gate of Jieyue Mountain for five days, and he still hasn't left."

The right protector's attitude is extremely bad: "His Royal Highness is in danger in Yundu. Before the situation is found out, Yundu and the demons are at odds. Doesn't he know?"

The magic soldier replied, "I've already told him, but he just won't leave."

The right protector said angrily: "Their people in Yundu have the best face. Don't you scold him? If you scold him harshly, I don't believe he won't leave."

The demon soldier said innocently: "I scolded him too, I even scolded the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, but he refused to leave."

Zhong Weiling waved his hand: "Forget it, let him in."

Protector You retorted, "But."

Zhong Weiling interrupted: "There's nothing wrong with it, you can't go away even if you scold him, you can't beat him even if you beat him, and if you don't let him in, do you have any other methods?"

Protector You was speechless for a while: "It's really gone."

After Zhong Weiling washed up, he went down to the Temple of the Moon, accompanied by the Right Protector.

Perhaps it was because his body hadn't recovered yet, Zhong Weiling was a little sleepy, sitting on the main seat of the main hall, yawning all the time.

However, as soon as Xie Zhiqin entered, Zhong Weiling's sleepiness completely disappeared.

Surprised.

Xie Zhiqin's white clothes were almost completely stained red with blood, and there were many sharp wounds on the back of his hands and neck. He hadn't closed his eyes for five days, and his eyes were haggard.

But the moment he saw Zhong Weiling, Xie Zhiqin's eyes lit up, and he said in a warm voice, "You're awake."