The Devil and the Flower

After being separated from Guijun, Feng Yueci turned sideways and lowered his eyes, his complexion was like snow, not a trace of blood was visible.

He held the green umbrella with one hand, covered his lips with one hand, and his wide sleeve fluttered back down. His low coughing sound seemed to be hitting people's hearts, intermittently, which was extremely unbearable to hear, and he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable with him.

Jiang Huan wounded Guijun with a single knife, and hurriedly supported his arm, saying: "A Yue!"

Feng Yueci shook his head slightly, but blood dripped between his fingers.

Jiang Huan's eyes were fixed, and suddenly it was like dark clouds overwhelming the top, setting off a stormy sea.

He suddenly turned around and said, "Where's Miss Lin?"

Everyone was taken aback by his tone, Li Mianxi said anxiously: "Senior Jiang, I haven't had time to tell you that something happened to Miss Lin's house, and she went back earlier!"

Feng Yueci calmly wiped away the blood on his lips, held Jiang Huan down, and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."

Recently, there have been many major events, and he has done too many things. Even if Jiang Huan is sending him spiritual power to warm and nourish his body all the time, he can't bear such wear and tear.

Originally, he could still support it, so he wouldn't lose his composure at this time, but Guijun's spiritual power carried a bone-piercing chill, which made him unbearable and in pain, which is why he did so.

Although Su Lingmou and Ye Yunqi were not as skilled as Lin Yanlan in medicine, they knew a little bit of medical theory, and they came forward to touch his pulse together.

Everyone looked over anxiously, all extremely worried.

Ghost Lord muttered to himself: "The more, the more..."

There was no smile on Jiang Huan's face, he gently supported Feng Yueci to sit on Qingniu's back, looked at him with gentle and affectionate eyes, but when he got up to face the ghost king, his murderous intent suddenly arose, making the surrounding wind gather. Cloud sinks.

Imbued by the silent coolness, everyone's hair stood on end, and they rubbed their arms involuntarily.

Jiang Huan faced Gui Jun from a distance, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

Seeing Jiang Huan like this, Yang Ce was startled, and hurriedly shrank behind his senior and senior sister, feeling bad, the Great Demon King Jiang was really angry!

Don't look at Jiang Huan who is intimidating on weekdays, but in fact, when he seldom gets angry, he usually smiles casually and passes away with a single knife.

From the perspective of Yang Ce and the reincarnations, since coming to the place of origin, Jiang Huan's temper has improved a lot, and he doesn't know if he has been influenced by the Taoist Lord.

But none of them will forget that this is the Great Demon King Jiang who makes the entire reincarnation world tremble!

Offending him is tantamount to courting death.

The surrounding wind changed silently, and everyone subconsciously held their breath.

Guijun stared at Feng Yueci behind him, then turned his eyes back to him, as if confirming something, he slowly put down his hand covering his left arm, and said mockingly, "Are you in a hurry?"

Jiang Huan didn't talk nonsense with him.

Kill Jun said suddenly: "Be careful!"

The light of the knife suddenly rises, and the shadow of blood fills the sky.Gui Jun instinctively dodged to the side, but before his figure fell, the rock he was on had been split in half and shattered into powder.

He hid extremely quickly, but a strand of long hair was cut off by the knife energy and fell lightly to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, there was a crackling sound, and all the mountains, forests, grass and rocks around the ghost king were shattered, and they were razed to the ground in an instant.

Su Lingmou was stunned: "God!"

Fortunately, the joint test site is far away from the school building and dormitory, otherwise most of the school would be destroyed!

The black mist surrounding Guijun's body turned blood red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before he could react, Jiang Huan attacked again, completely different from the looseness in the past, this time he couldn't hold back after only a few moves.

——Jiang Huan wanted his life.

Is it because he shot Feng Yueci just now and hurt the person in his heart?

Guijun laughed while beating: "Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha ha!"

Killer's expression changed drastically, Guijun's cultivation was still higher than him, and he was not suppressed like this when he fought with Jiang Huan before!

Could it be that Jiang Huan didn't really fight in the previous battle?

Lord Slaughter frowned, unable to watch Ghost Lord die, ignoring his own injury, he dodged into the battle circle.

But Jiang Huan still had the upper hand with one enemy against two, and beat the two kings to fight.

The people who watched from a distance were dumbfounded, covered their hearts, and gasped, wondering who the hell is this?

The four kings joined hands and lost to an unknown student. I'm afraid that things will change in the future, right?

The ghost king leaned back to avoid the blade, but turned his head and went straight towards Jiang Huan.

Lord Kill hurriedly said to Ghost Lord: "Don't go crazy! You don't want to die!"

Jiang Huan slashed down with his long knife, splitting the black mist for a moment, and met a pair of tearful and hateful eyes in an instant, as if he had seen it somewhere before, with an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The black mist reunited, and the ghost gentleman whispered word by word: "Jiang, Wang, Ting!"

The long knife paused slightly.

Ghost Lord immediately used the void spirit shuttle and said, "Let's go!"

Jiang Huan lifted his eyelids, extremely indifferent, regardless of whether he was an old friend or not, he mercilessly swung his sword and cut him down.

Ghost Lord said: "You!"

Lord Slaughter rushed forward to push Ghost Lord away, his back was ripped apart, and there was a deep bloodstain, blood gushing from his mouth, and he fell forward.

The ghost master quickly grabbed him, and the void spirit shuttle broke through the space in the blink of an eye, and disappeared without a trace with everyone in the Hall of Four Monarchs.

Jiang Huan put the knife back into its sheath, his eyes flashed a little thoughtful, and the next moment, he returned to Feng Yueci's side as if nothing had happened.

The crowd who had been booing and asking about Feng Yue's speech suddenly dispersed eight feet away, with a lingering look of fear on their faces——too, too cruel!

Jiang Huan didn't bother to pay attention to the others, held Feng Yueci's hand, raised his sleeve and gently wiped off the blood left on his fingertips, coaxed: "Only one is abolished, and the other will be abolished next time, okay?"

Everyone: "..."

Feng Yueci was still coughing, seeing the murderous coldness lingering in the corners of his eyes and brows, he called out, "Wang Ting."

When Jiang Huan heard his voice, his eyes were soft.

Feng Yue resigned, "Is there any injury?"

When Jiang Huan heard this, the corners of his lips twitched, and he finally smiled, "They are the only ones? It's far away. It's just that the demon king's token is a little troublesome."

This smile broke the cold and oppressive atmosphere of silence.

Qingniu shook his head: "Moo Moo!"

Amidst the moo moo, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Yang Ce sighed silently, wanting to laugh out loud while having Qi Qiran in his heart - the feeling of being afraid of the Great Demon King Jiang with someone is so wonderful!

Feng Yueci tilted his head, and was about to explain a few words to Ji Shiyan.

Jiang Huan suddenly wrapped his arms around his waist, and directly hugged him from Qingniu's back.

Everyone: "..."

Feng Yueci looked as usual, and said calmly: "Wang Ting, let me down."

Jiang Huan said: "Don't let go."

Feng Yue resigned: "Be obedient."

Jiang Huan hugged him and walked towards the library, saying: "All the people in the Hall of Four Monarchs have run away, you have to worry about the rest, what's the use of them? Ah Yue, listen to me this time, you need to rest. "

Feng Yue resigned, "It's good that Momoo carries me on your back."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Huan deliberately declared his sovereignty, saying: "I just want to hug you."

Feng Yueci saw that he had finally calmed down, so he kept silent.

Qingniu stomped its hooves angrily and followed up, deliberately stepping on the dust with every step to show its dissatisfaction.

When they could no longer see their backs, a pot exploded around them instantly.

"Who is this person? Who is it? Is he so powerful? That's Lord Killer and Lord Ghost!"

"I just want to say, well played!"

"But this is considered an enmity with the Palace of Four Monarchs, right? Even if Jun Yuan is a peacemaker, this matter can't be settled."

"These are not important! The point is!"

"He, hold, let, dao, lord!"

"Fuck off! I won't listen! This is fellow Taoist! Best friend! Do you understand?"

Su Lingmou fumbled a few times, poured down the remaining heart-protecting pill in the bottle, grabbed a child by the ear with one hand, and told the gang of kids to silence.

No matter how ups and downs their hearts are, the members of the hundred families maintain their aristocratic demeanor on the surface, they look at each other, and everything is said.

While cleaning up the mess, Su Lingmou said: "Shiyan, your matter... Let's talk about it later. And you, each of you still want to laugh? You hurt your bones and missed the way. Let's see if you still laugh Come out! Hurry back and recuperate!"

The students nodded like chickens pecking rice, pulled Ji Shiyan, and ran away obediently.

Su Lingmou looked at the mess, his eyes turned black, how much will it cost to repair and rebuild!

There is poverty in the smile.

I really want to borrow money from the Baijia clan.

While Su Lingmou was worried, he suddenly caught sight of Second Young Master Wu who was shining not far away, his eyes lit up immediately, he walked over, and said very kindly: "Shuangya, how is your brother?"

Wu Shuangya: "..."

The Jiang family brothers and sisters came back to their senses, talked in a low voice, then looked at each other, and walked towards the library.

At the same time, Ye Yunqi also walked towards the library from the other side.

Jiang Huan resigned with Feng Yue in his arms, walked across the library, and returned to his residence.

Feng Yueci leaned against the bed, coughed for a while, took the water Jiang Huan handed over, and thanked him in a low voice, his brows and eyes showing a little tiredness.

Not because of fatigue, but because of chronic illness.

Jiang Huan touched his wrist and forehead, it was cold, and said distressedly: "A Yue."

Feng Yueci still said: "It's okay."

Jiang Huan said: "You don't know how afraid I am that something will happen to you."

Feng Yueci held his hand instead, imitating his tone, and said flatly: "The world is so big, what am I, Jiang Huan, afraid of?"

Jiang Huan: "..."

Thinking of the arrogant words he once said, Jiang Huan was angry and funny.

Feng Yueci took a look at him, his eyes were clear and flawless, and he couldn't see any jokes, as if he was just learning to listen to him casually.

Jiang Huan said: "Anyway, since I met you, I don't know how many times I have slapped you in the face. Ah Yue can make a joke if he wants to."

Feng Yueci shook his head slightly, and said earnestly: "Wang Ting has never been afraid of anything in this world. Don't lose heart because of me. If you stop because of the feelings in your heart, it is not what I want."

Jiang Huan was stunned.

Feng Yue resigned: "There is no star in the bright moon, only the scorching sun can shine together. Love touches people, love hurts people, in a single thought."

He reached out and touched Jiang Huan's eyebrows.

Jiang Huan took his hand and said in a low voice, "Ah Yue looks at me like the scorching sun?"

Feng Yueci nodded slightly.

Jiang Huan took his hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, and said in a clear tone: "My original intention, my path, has never changed. Ah Yue, I am fearless for you. It's human nature to have a lot of thoughts and worries for you. If Ah Yue doesn't understand, just listen to me... You are so good, I will only become better because of you."

When Feng Yueci heard the words, there were slight ripples in his eyes, which softened the light and shadow, and faded away his indifference.

Jiang Huan said: "Ah Yue also has to promise me one thing, take good care of your body. I couldn't control it before, but now you are mine, and I don't allow you to say anything about life and death. I want you to live well and live with me. Together. Don't forget that I am the omnipotent Emperor Jiang, and I will definitely find a way to save you."

Feng Yue resigned, "Okay."

Jiang Huan said suddenly, "Ah Yue, I remembered one thing. I never found you in the past. Do you think that you are dead and gone, that's why you conquer hundreds of cities and collect tokens of the devil king? The Demon King's keepsake is so powerful, so if you collect a hundred pieces, will there be any special abilities?"