Dharma

"...that demon king?" Shen Congzhen's expression froze slightly, but he recovered in an instant, and looked at Zhao Yu with some contempt, "You said that if you were a native-born demon, it would be fine if you worshiped the demon king, but you are a Brother, what do you worship him for?"

Zhao Yu's eyes were still full of brilliance: "Don't you think that this one will be able to enter the heaven one day! Besides, I am a monk, so I am happy. Think about it, other monks can only go to the heaven. Feisheng is a single-plank bridge that tens of millions of people may not be able to squeeze through. I will follow Junshang and them. I will do a great job after you finish this matter? If you work harder, you will have the opportunity to follow them to touch the gate of heaven from time to time. Wait until If you enter in the future, won’t you be able to enter the heaven for a stroll? Isn’t it much easier and more convenient than working hard to pursue ascension?”

Shen Congzhen looked like I don't want to talk to you, and after a while he suddenly asked: "The devil, is he in our city?"

"what?"

"You don't know?" Shen Congzhen frowned when he saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, "I saw a demon, and I suspect it is the demon king himself."

"Ah? Impossible?" Zhao Yu said and thought for a while, "But it's been a bit of an unusual transfer recently... Tell me what's going on, I'll go and investigate secretly, if it's really Jun Shang himself ……hey-hey."

Shen Cong looked at him with a half-smile, and leaned crookedly against the prison wall, with a leisurely and lazy attitude, "Don't you still have any unreasonable thoughts about the devil?"

Zhao Yu immediately coughed lightly: "How come? Where are you thinking? Don't I just want to get close to Jun Shang and strive for an early promotion?"

Shen Congzhen leaned against the wall and did not speak.

"Oh? You haven't told me who that demon is yet."

Shen Congzhen raised his eyelids, "I promised him not to reveal what he was hiding. If you want to, go find it yourself."

"Ah? Why is this?" Zhao Yu made a bitter face, very dissatisfied.

Shen Congzhen changed the subject: "I just want to stay in the area controlled by the monks, can you apply for me again?"

"Why?" Zhao Yu was a little puzzled, "I'm eager to go, I'm so scared here. And you have made such a big deal, you can't please you if you stay here. Chasing and killing you, Your Majesty is also thinking of you."

Shen Congzhen smiled sweetly: "The environment in the Demon Realm and the Demon Race control area is too bad, which affects my beauty."

Zhao Yu was speechless for a moment, he looked at Shen Congzhen and raised his forehead: "I just didn't expect it... no, I should have thought it was like this."

Shen Congzhen smiled and winked at him: "Aren't I beautiful?"

"……beautiful."

"Shouldn't such beauty be kept?"

"...Yes." Zhao Yu looked away.

After a while, Zhao Yu persuaded again as if unwilling to give up: "Although the environment over there is worse, it is much safer for you than here. Of course, if you feel that there are no people you know there and it is boring , can I try my best to apply for it? Now that we have the exact whereabouts of Xia Jingge, if I go back and think of a good plan, and find a way to capture him, I guess it will be another great achievement."

Shen Cong really listened, so he couldn't help reminding him: "You should stop thinking about him, even though he is only a monk at the Golden Core Stage, why don't you think about it, why he can go out so confidently and boldly when everyone is paying attention to the Golden Core Stage Experience? Don’t lose your wife and lose your army at that time. If you have any plan, you’d better ask for instructions first, and don’t act on your own.”

Zhao Yu frowned and nodded, "You are right. I know, I will observe him carefully first."

"..." I told you not to provoke Xia Jingge, okay?Shen Cong was really helpless, and he couldn't say clearly that the marriage partner next to Xia Jingge was the devil he suspected, so he could only tell, "Don't act rashly."

Zhao Yu listened, looked at Shen Cong's real appearance, and thought of his life experience, couldn't help pursing his lips: "You don't think that Xia Jingge is very good, do you? I heard that he is going to get married soon, you better don't think about it." gone."

Shen Cong looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, and said slowly: "I didn't say anything. But when I was dressing up as a girl, he looked at me differently from others."

"Why is it different?"

"Very special eyes." Shen Congzhen showed that gentle and gentle smile again, and looked up at the prison above his head. It was not the way a man looks at a woman at all. What's even more strange is that the way he looked at that woman was also the same as looking at other people. There is no difference in eyes.Those who can get married under such eyes are either really emotionless, or they will not be able to bear it sooner or later... The two of them have special identities, which is interesting.

Shen Cong really thought about it, seeing that Zhao Yu was still waiting for the answer, but he didn't want to say more, he just raised his hand and waved it out, "You go, if you stay any longer, the cell bosses outside will become suspicious."

Zhao Yu also looked outside, and saw that the prison boss was really there, poking his head back and forth. He hesitated for a while before saying: "Okay. When those monks come, you can play by ear and be careful in everything."

Shen Congzhen nodded with a smile, and waved his hand outward, Zhao Yu then withdrew the sound insulation technique, turned and left.

Seeing that he was gone, Shen Congzhen saw that there was no one else around, he flipped his sleeves and turned out the mirror again to take a look. He glanced at himself in the mirror, saw that his hair was not messed up, and his appearance was handsome, so he was satisfied. Put away that mirror.

I am also so beautiful in men's clothing that I would bow down to myself.

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After Xia Jingge and Feng Fuling returned, they made people pay attention to the progress of Shen Congzhen's case. I heard that the presiding judge had sent five people to report the case, presumably to report to various sects of immortality.Xia Jingge thought for a while, but nodded, "This is the most appropriate way for them. It's just that my Jiuhua sect may not be willing to take care of this matter. I will write a letter to my senior brother and mention it to him. , let him still send someone."... Think of it as compensation for Shen Congzhen, Xia Jingge thought to himself.

"In this way, we have to take a step ahead." Feng Fuling pondered.

Xia Jingge looked at him and smiled, "The invitations have been sent out, why don't we get married first?"

After hearing this, Feng Fuling also showed an imperceptible smile, "Naturally, we have to get married before leaving."

The end of the month has arrived, Shen Congzhen's case is obviously a tug of war, and the opera can only start when the members of the six sects are all present, and Xia Jingge and Feng Fuling probably won't be able to see the follow-up with their own eyes.So now there is no need to worry about anything else, and the wedding has entered the final stage of preparation.Of course, Feng Fuling is the one who is a little bit busy, and Xia Jingge is still very leisurely every day.

When he was free, he knew that the rumors outside had changed again.Probably since the fight in mid-air last time, everyone knew that he was a monk. Now he is no longer a male favorite, but has become a clean monk. He and Feng Fuling are together, and they still say yes Feng Fuling forcibly climbed up.

Xia Jingge couldn't figure it out.

He said to Feng Fuling: "Why did I just have a fight? In the eyes of outsiders, the relationship between you and me is so different. These people think too much. They can't pass it on properly. Are we really in love?"

After Feng Fuling heard this, there was a faint smile in his eyes.He was about to reply, when he raised his head, he saw Xia Jingge looking at him as usual, without any affection in his eyes.The way he looks at himself is focused and serious, just like the way he looks at others, even a pen, a flower, or a tree.

The smile in Feng Fuling's eyes quietly disappeared again. ...How could he not understand that maybe Xia Jingge would never be able to like herself.

Fengfu paused for a moment, then replied with a normal expression: "Maybe one day our two real identities are exposed, and we can become true love in the rumors."

Xia Jingge looked at him, still a little confused.

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