The Devil and the Flower

Believe it or not, it doesn't matter.

Feng Yueci has practiced since childhood, and has always devoted himself to Taoism, without being stained with dust.The so-called love, in his view, is the same as fame, wealth and power, it is just a fleeting cloud on the road, and you will be enlightened if you investigate it.

Jiang Huan's talent is extraordinary, given time, he might be able to surpass the four monarchs, but now he is infatuated with emotions, it is like a catastrophe.

One thought of the sky, one thought of the ground, one thought of being imprisoned, and one thought of the willows and flowers.

Feng Yue resigned: "Listen to Mr. Jiang's words, it's like reincarnation, and you can see your previous life. Then have you ever thought that it's because of reincarnation that you see me like an old friend, and it's not your intention that you feel dusty in your heart."

Jiang Huan shook his head immediately, stared at him with a smile, and said seriously: "If there is reincarnation, then I believe... Daojun must be the only thing I want in my past and present lives."

Feng Yueci lowered his eyes and tilted his head, coughed in a low voice, tiredness floated between his brows and eyes, and he had no intention of arguing with him anymore.

Seeing this, Jiang Huan also stopped the topic, and only told a few more words: "The Taoist Lord is tired, take a good rest. I will go to the library tomorrow morning and help you look after those little bastards. You have to take care of your body these days, where are you?" Don't go anymore. If there is anything, just leave it to me, okay?"

Feng Yue resigned, "That's it, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Huan walked out and closed the door very lightly.

Feng Yueci didn't move, he drank the tea slowly, and after a while, without raising his head, he said: "It's windy in the house, don't stay for too long. If the wine hurts someone, don't drink again."

Lying lazily on the roof, Jiang Huan, who was about to continue drinking with the wine jug in his hands: "..."

It's terrible, he obviously hid his breath and didn't make any sound, why was he still discovered by Feng Yueci?

The next day, Jiang Huan ran to the study building early in the morning. Lin Yanlan mentioned a few words when he came to deliver the medicine, and when he passed by, he heard the wailing of the students one after another.

Feng Yueci drank the medicine slowly, and only said: "Young Master Jiang has a sense of proportion."

A few days later, Lin Yanlan stared at the dark circles under his eyes, and fell asleep while walking when he came to deliver the medicine, with a very tactful tone: "Mr. Dao, Mr. Su asked me to ask you, is there any way to stop Jiang Jiang Young Master? Don’t let him harm you... Cough, don’t let him train people anymore.”

Feng Yueci heard the words, finally put down the scroll in his hand, got up and said: "I'll go and have a look."

"Ahhh-"

"Help woo woo woo!"

"I'm going home! I'm quitting! I'm suing—"

As soon as she stepped up the steps, she heard screams, Lin Yanlan looked pitiful, and said that she didn't know what torture she was suffering this time.

Feng Yueci remained calm and walked slowly to the front of the library.

I saw Jiang Huan lying on the roof of the building carelessly with his long legs crossed, holding countless spiritual strings in his hand, and at the other end of the spiritual strings were leading many students with bruised noses and swollen faces, hanging in mid-air like kites, flickering left and right Right, up and down.

The students need to resist the pulling of the spirit thread, and at the same time use their spiritual power to maintain their figure and direction, otherwise they will bump into the big rocks surrounded in all directions in the next moment, and the collision will be terrible.

What's even more frightening is the thousand-thousand sword energy that will descend at an unknown time, which can poke people into a sieve in an instant!

Lin Yanlan: "..."

Su Lingmou jumped up and down, telling Jiang Huan to stop all the time, his voice was hoarse, but Jiang Huan didn't seem to hear it, he smiled and watched the children flying up and down, bumping into each other left and right, apparently thinking it was very interesting.

But as soon as Feng Yueci came up, Jiang Huan immediately jumped down from the roof, "Daojun, shouldn't you be drinking medicine at this time? Why are you here? I'll be fine later."

Su Lingmou: "..."

He yelled for a long time without any response, and when Qing Hui came, he leaned over as if seeing a baby!How shameless!

Feng Yueci looked at the students and said, "Young Master Jiang, it's alright, let them go."

Jiang Huan happily responded, "Okay."

As soon as he let go of his hand, the people who fell to the ground with a clatter in mid-air, screamed again and again.

"It's Daojun! Daojun woo woo woo..."

"Dao Lord, save us!"

"Daojun! He is not human! It's too much!"

Qingniu rushed over, raised his head, mooed, snorted, and attacked Jiang Huan with everyone.

Jiang Huan smiled nonchalantly, "I can't bear this pain, what else can you do?"

Everyone: "..."

Feng Yueci raised his hand and brushed the bell to dissipate the previous zither sound, and flicked it again with his fingertips, it was so clear and lingering, it shook people's spirits, and all the fatigue and pain seemed to fade away.

Everyone's eyes were filled with tears, they blinked and blinked, and wanted to rush to hug him and cry.

Feng Yue resigned: "Tomorrow's joint test, go back to prepare earlier today, there is no need to practice again."

Everyone excitedly said: "Yes!"

Before the voice fell, the birds and beasts scattered in an instant, not even a hair was left.

Jiang Huan shook his head and said with a smile: "When you didn't come, they were all holding their breath. When you came, they all turned back to three years old. Daojun is soft-hearted and spoils children too much, which is not good."

Feng Yue said, "They are very good."

Jiang Huan responded without principle: "Okay, okay, what you said is right."

While the two were talking, they walked down the sapphire steps side by side. Seeing the incomparable harmony, Lin Yanlan and Su Lingmou opened their mouths, but didn't say a word.

Su Lingmou stood on the stairs, stared at the two people's backs, and frowned, "Miss Lin, they..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a sudden roar from the sky.Looking up, I saw a huge spirit ship slowly sailing above the school palace, and the Four Dragons Chongtian flag on the railing fluttered high, which was very conspicuous.

Su Lingmou couldn't care about anything else, his face was serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Here we come!"

According to the etiquette, flying spirit weapons are not allowed to enter the palace, and guests who come here should descend from the ladder outside the palace gate, and then be received by the academy staff to enter.But the spirit ship of Sijun Academy had already reached the sky, but there was no sign of stopping at all.

Lin Yanlan said worriedly: "Mr. Killer failed to intercept Daoist Lord before, and suffered a great loss. Now that he comes here with anger, he must make a fuss!"

Su Lingmou waved his sword, and went up with the sword, "Even if he is one of the four princes, he can't be allowed to play wild in the academy!"

In the martial field, the teenagers stopped their movements, and in the school building, all the students came out with their heads out.The little Doudings playing on the road were picked up one by one by the seniors and hurriedly sent back to the dormitory.

Su Lingmou and the other teachers in the academy rushed to the gate of the palace at the same time with Yujian, and looked at each other, knowing everything in their hearts.

Everyone held the ceremony first, and then the elder who was the leader stroked his beard and said, "Your Majesty is a great driver, I am far away to welcome you. I also invite colleagues from the academy to disembark and talk about it, so that I can wait for the friendship of the landlord."

On the spirit boat, there were two women and a man walking to the bow, both wearing black and white robes, with four dragons holding round pendants hanging from their waists, cupping their hands and half-returning the salute: "Bu Yi, Bu Rao, Bu She, I have seen you all!"

Unforgiven and unforgiving, just listening to the names of these three apprentices is enough to imagine what kind of temperament Killer is.

Bu Yi Bu Rao's appearance is seven points alike, they are sisters, only one is smiling and the other is cold, but it is very easy to tell them apart.And that Bu She's eyes kept turning to look at the figure below, looking rather sinister.

Bu She said: "My master is the honor of the four lords. This time, you are here, but only a few of you are here to welcome you. Is this the courtesy that your Huaxia Academy should have?"

The elder of the academy replied nonchalantly: "I would like to ask this student, what's the problem with us? The principal is busy with affairs, and we manage the academy all the year round. Now we are all here to welcome you. Why did you neglect to kill the king?" Your Excellency?"

Bu Rao said with a cold face, "Daoist Qing Hui is not here."

When everyone in the academy heard this, their expressions became very ugly.

A person next to Su Lingmou sneered, that person was Fang Zisheng, the preschool teacher, who took care of children all the year round, and he was young, so he couldn't hold his breath, so he couldn't help but said: "Little girl, what is your identity, you actually say Kuangyan, do you dare to ask the Taoist Lord to welcome you? To put it bluntly, the Qinghui Taoist monarch is more powerful than the four monarchs. There are still people in the world who don’t know how to kill the monarch, but no one does not know the monarch! Even Your Excellency the Killer, he is not qualified to order Daojun goes out to meet you!"

The students nodded again and again, but they applauded secretly in their hearts because of the rules.

"Heh." But he heard a sneer coming from inside the spirit boat, and then the spiritual power in the air gathered and pressed down, forming a palm print and swooping down to take a picture.

Su Lingmou shouted suddenly: "Be careful!"

No one expected that Junjun would be so presumptuous and rude, he would do it as soon as he said it, and he didn't pay attention to Xuegong at all.

Fang Zisheng raised his sword to block in front of him, and the others held their swords to help each other, but they could only dissipate three points of their palm energy, all of them blushing and holding their necks thickly, not taking half a step back.

Killing Jundao: "I don't believe that Qing Hui will watch you seek death! If he doesn't come, I will force him to come!"

Before the words were finished, the bell rang softly, accompanied by the invisible saber aura that swept up, and the palm prints in the air were smashed apart by the saber aura in just a moment.

The students gathered in the rear receded to the left and right like water flowing in the sea. Jiang Huan walked over with a half-smile in his arms, "What a big breath."

The white clothes are fluttering, the blue shirt is slim, Feng Yueci sits on the back of the green bull, his eyes are quiet and high, his face is neither sad nor happy,

"You? It's you!" There was the sound of tables, chairs and cups falling to the ground from the spirit ship, followed by the monstrous anger of killing the king, and the voice was deafening: "Heir of Emperor Jiang! The Jiang family!"

Jiang Huan said, "Are you blind?"

In an instant, the spiritual power surged violently, biting like a violent and furious beast.Jiang Huan swept across with his hands, touched his feet, and rushed forward, facing the angry Lu Jun, and then retreated, facing each other in emptiness.

Killer's face was extremely ugly, "Wangchuan Jiang is worthy of being the orthodox Emperor Jiang. There are many talents, and an unknown person can have such strength! But even the head of your Jiang family dare not offend me like this. Who gave you the courage? "

Jiang Huan was too lazy to explain his relationship with the Jiang family, and said, "I'm sorry, my Daoist gave it to me."

Feng Yueci slowly caressed the horns of Qing Niu's head, seeing his arrogant appearance in front of Lord Killer, he gave him enough face and did not say anything to refute.

Everyone: "..."

Killer's face darkened in an instant, his fingers bent up, and with a clasp of his palm, a black iron halberd appeared in his hand, and he went straight to kill Jiang Huan: "You bastard! I will make your blood splash here today!"

The light of the knife suddenly appeared, and the blood was full of blood.

Jiang Huan faced him with a knife, his eyebrows and eyes were flying wildly, hiding his hostility, "Oh? We'll wait and see."