Dressed as a sick beauty

That night when the news of Yu's death came out, no one could sleep peacefully, and no one could believe that a person with the highest cultivation and talisman skills in the world would fall so suddenly, so unexpectedly.

Since then, everyone has been exploring the changes in the ghost building that night, trying to restore the truth about Wen Yu's death, and found that many of them pointed to the Lord of the Northern Territory.

The ghost building has always been guarded by the Northern Territory. On the night of the incident, the Northern Territory troops stationed in several cities outside the ghost building actually watched the talisman master fighting alone. The evil in the building.

Everyone didn't think about it, if it weren't for these people's cold eyes, the Fu master would not have died so easily.

Tracing back to the source, only Yu Chenyan, the lord of the Northern Territory, could instruct them to do so, so? Almost, although no one dared to say something on the surface, secretly, these conjectures have already become the truth that everyone does not declare.

Yu Chenyan was aware of these rumors and did not explain them. Except for the Anfu Chief, everyone around him believed that it was? He ordered the generals in the Northern Territory outside the ghost building to stand still.

His mother thinks so, so does Chu Baiyue who suddenly turned cold in front of her?

Yu Chenyan doesn't care much about these things, but often thinks with chills that when Wen Yu's life is dying, he sees that there is no support in the Northern Territory, right? Don't you think he is right? He is so cruel.

Yu Chenyan didn't even dare to think about the jade slips that didn't move until the light went dark.

Is it? No? Wen Yu also thinks like the world, so he got so angry that he didn't need Yu Jian to call him and ask him for help when he was dying...

A gust of wind blew across Yaotai, and the peach blossoms covering the ground rose and fell.

Yu Chenyan turned his face sideways, woke up from the memory, and looked towards the direction of the jade steps. "He has a soul mark on his shoulder, even if he pretends not to know me, and refuses to look at me from the beginning to the end, but I can always know his Yes? No? He can't hide, and you can't stop me either."

Chu Baiyue's complexion was paler than before, her slender hands pressed against the edge of the table, the veins were particularly obvious, and her knuckles turned white.

He wanted to open his mouth, but covered his mouth and coughed first, the bright red blood bloomed on the brocade handkerchief.

Using the holy sword, the force of backlash seemed to break all the veins in her body. Chu Baiyue wiped the corner of her mouth and said unhurriedly: "Of course I can't stop you? But someone can."

Yu Chenyan sneered? After a while, he got up with a mocking face, shaking his sleeves and hands.

"I've hated you a lot since before. You look like you've got the victory and you're full of confidence, but in reality, you were just a mere child of the Chu family, not to mention the children of the same family. You old patriarch? When you see me, you have to salute in fear and fear, with a flattering look on your face, "

Yu Chenyan looked at the broken branches and leaves of the peach tree, and smiled, "But? You? On the surface, I've been courteous, but in fact there is no awe. I think about it. I want to go about it. You? Ah Wen is a good friend, so it seems that he has no other ability to show off his power in front of me."

"Later? I found out, what is a trick that is eaten all over the world?"

Yu Chenyan turned around and looked at Chu Baiyue who was sitting at the table, even though she was seriously injured, she was still meticulously dressed and hair crowned, her eyes were like sharp knives piercing one's heart.

"When you were fledgling, you? You borrowed a lot of wind from Ah Wen to become the handsome young gentleman passed on by word of mouth in the world, you? You know it yourself! Now that he is not here, I don't need to worry about it. Don't continue to show it in front of me? This The deputy who is in charge of everything, is clearly being backlashed by the artifact and almost can't hold on anymore, now I can kill you with a single palm, and dare to say some big words to me."

Yu Chenyan looked at him condescendingly, then left with his hands behind his back.

"I'm not like you? Even if I take the position of Patriarch, I still have to be so cautious and pathetic in everything I do. No one, no one can stop me now, no matter what I want to do."

After the words fell, Shen Yan took two steps, and one person hurriedly stepped onto the Yaotai, rushed to him and saluted him: "Greetings to the domain master, the Holy Palace is here to report."

Yu Chenyan frowned: "Ridiculous, I am here, who can use the name of the Holy Palace."

The man held up a flower hairpin with both hands, "Master Jiang, it's Mrs. Jiang."

Yu Chenyan's expression changed.

Auntie? !

After Immortal Yu Cangwu passed away, Mrs. Jiang was overly sad. From then on, she often accompanied the ancient Buddha with the blue lamp and ignored the dust.After hearing about Yu's death, Yu Chenyan went to tell him personally that Mrs. Jiang didn't say anything, and after she slapped him with her hand, she refused to see him again.

Yu Chenyan ate too much behind closed doors, so he didn't ask for boredom in the future.

Ten years later, when he suddenly heard the news of Mrs. Jiang, Yu Chenyan took the flower hairpin and the envelope in surprise. After reading the letter, his expression gradually became serious, and he turned to look at Chu Baiyue, "This is what you said to stop me. "

Chu Baiyue stood up against the edge of the table, and said lightly: "Not bad."

Yu Chenyan's face was as frosty, and the hand holding the flower hairpin was tightened, and he gave a slight disdainful smile.

"I've tried all the tricks, but I can't stop me for a long time, but you? It's time to go back to Nanling. The Patriarch Bai Yue, who came from a separate family, can hold a holy sword. The group of Nanling's family members are afraid that they will go crazy, so why not?" Baili called you urgently? Go back?."

Chu Baiyue's indifferent expression suddenly turned cold.

"Not holding you? Worry."

Yu Chenyan snorted coldly, then his eyes fell on the envelope, he struggled for a moment, took off the beautiful jade around his waist and handed it to the old city master Yan, and whispered a few words, unfolded the fairy map, and disappeared in place. As soon as he left, everyone on Yaotai Also dispersed one after another?

Not long after Gu Moze left Yaotai, the person in his arms woke up.

When Wen Qiu raised his eyelashes, his expression was still full of panic. He was a little stunned and stunned. His graceful chin rested on Gu Moze's shoulder. He watched the busy traffic on the street, and it took him a long time to regain his senses.

Jia Tang...the villain!

Wen Qiushi's eyes were like fire, and he was about to ask where the evil disciple who almost killed his teacher was, when he suddenly found that the passers-by in his line of sight were all looking at him? Unexplained gazes appeared involuntarily? A bit ambiguous .

Wen Qiushi: "?"

He froze for a moment, suddenly felt like sitting on pins and needles.

Today is different from the past, Wen Qiushi has just shown his sharpness in the Talisman Dao Competition, more than half of the people in Lanyue City recognize his face, and seeing an extremely handsome young man hugging him horizontally, they can't help but show it? Curious gaze.

Wen Qiushi hurriedly buried his head down, covered his face with one hand, pressed the other on Gu Moze's shoulder, and patted, "Put me down quickly? Many people are watching."

Gu Moze frowned slightly, and glanced coldly around, those eyes were shocked and disappeared in an instant.

"No one is watching, uncle."

Wen Qiushi: "..."

He was still struggling to get down? Gu Moze had no choice but to bend down and put him down.

The moment he landed on the ground, Wen Qiushi's feet went limp and he almost fell down. Gu Moze held his waist with one hand and his arm with the other, and managed to make him stand still.

"Wow—"

The passers-by around who saw this scene all let out small voices of amazement.

The radiant person in Fubi before was so weak in private, his body was so weak that he couldn't even walk steadily.

For a moment, everyone looked at Wen Qiushi with pity.

Although Wen Qiushi's consciousness is clear, his body has not recovered from the fear of falling from the sky, his limbs are weak, and he can't lift much strength. When he was supported by Gu Moze, he heard the movement around him, squinted his eyes Looking around, he saw a lot of love and affection.

Wen Qiushi covered his heart, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

He can't stand these gazes, so go back? Just keep fit and pull out the weeping willows!

"I'm fine, you? Let go." Under the watchful eyes of all the people, Wen Qiushi had no shame in letting Gu Moze continue to support him, he took a breather, his straight and slender legs under his clothes trembled slightly, and walked forward two steps.

The soles of his feet were weak, and his thin figure moved? It was a little erratic, but fortunately, he walked unharmed.

Wen Qiushi took another two steps, and found that Gu Moze was standing still and didn't follow? He turned around, stepped back and waved, "What are you waiting for, don't you...hey?"

Wen Qiu bumped into a person with a "bang" on his back, and that person's chest was a little hard. Wen Qiu felt a pain in the back of his neck when he bumped into it, and staggered, and then fell straight on his back after the other party dodged sideways. .

Gu Moze regained his senses for a moment, grabbed his thin wrist, and pulled him back? "Master, be careful."

"Uncle Seven, be careful!" "Elder, be careful!" At the same time, other familiar voices sounded.

Wen Qiushi stabilized his body and looked towards the crowd who were exclaiming. A group of disciples of the Heavenly Sect dressed in heavenly cloud suits came from the street in front of them. They were arranged side by side in two rows as a whole. Serene as usual, with a spirit sword in hand and a straight back, the group of people looked like a rainbow.

Mu Qingyuan and Zhang Jianjian stood at the head of the two rows. After hearing that Qiu Shi stood firm, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to tense his face.

Wen Qiushi was puzzled when he noticed the man he bumped into just now. The man had a tough face, his brows were furrowed, and he looked a little fierce, staring at him without saying a word.

Wen Qiushi blinked blankly: "Sorry, I bumped into Your Excellency."

As he finished speaking, his sleeves were pulled down. Gu Moze, who was beside him, looked away, tilted his head slightly, and put his thin lips close to his ear, "This is the senior brother of my uncle."

When Wen Qiu said "Ah", Shang was immersed in Senior Fu Zhu's senior brother, and said without hesitation: "Isn't my senior brother dead? He died young."

After the words fell, a group of Heavenly Sect disciples fell silent.

The leading man lowered his face, his eyes were about to freeze when he looked at Wen Qiu.

At this time, there was an unknown laughter coming from the side, and Lingzong Master Meng Zhiyu approached loudly, "Jingzong Master, you? Why does this junior seem to not know you? It seems that after many years of friendship between teachers and brothers, they don't even know each other when they meet. So weird."

Wen Qiushi's expression froze, and the name 'Jing Wuya' popped up from a corner of his mind.

The original master brother, he is most vigilant and worried about the object.

Others are not familiar with the original owner, so he can still pretend to be a fool, but as a senior brother, Jing Wuya has watched the original owner grow up, so he knows his character very well, and he can definitely see it ? He is not the original owner.

At that time, treat him as an evil spirit who robs the house, and with the violent temper in the original book, he will probably be wiped out in ashes.

He made a big mistake when he first saw him, he didn't recognize Jing Wuya.

Seeing that it was completely exposed, Wen Qiu couldn't help but took a step back, put his hands behind his back, and quietly took out the talisman, holding it, ready to run away if the situation was not good.

Jing Wuya's brows were full of anger, and after glancing at Meng Zhiyu beside him, he saw the meaningful and sinister eyes of the other party, suppressed his anger, and shook his sleeves and hands, "Sect Master Meng is rare and strange, my little junior brother You usually like to make these jokes to tease me, you? You are far away from the Lingzong, so of course you don’t know how harmonious my brothers are.”

Wen Qiushi's hand that threw the magic talisman paused.

Ok?What the hell?

Before Wen Qiu could react, Jing Wuya strode forward, raised his arms around his shoulders, turned him around, and gave him a warm and friendly rough hug, and patted him with one hand like a ball. Pat Wen Qiushi's head.

"Sect Master Meng heard the rumors from somewhere. It seems? Right? There are many misunderstandings about the relationship between me and my junior."

Wen Qiushi was dizzy from being photographed, and when he loosened his fingers, the talisman fell to the ground.

Meng Zhiyu's eyes fell on it, with a suspicious expression on his face, "But you? This junior sees your movements, and there are magic symbols hidden behind your back. Those who come and go are not good."

After being reminded, Jing Wuya finally noticed the talisman blown to his feet by the wind, and he narrowed his eyes displeased.

Wen Qiushi noticed that the air pressure in his whole body was lowered, and he took a step back in a daze, and opened the distance. He had attached the defensive talisman to his body early, so he was not afraid, not to mention that even if the talisman fell to the ground, it would still be effective.

He waited quietly for Jing Wuya to make a move, never thinking that after the opponent was silent for a while, he bent down to pick up the talisman.

"Is this? You? A gift for senior brother?" Jing Wuya thought about the purpose of this trip, resisting the thought of beating up the person who wanted to attack him, raised his big hand, and gently placed it on Wen Qiu's hair. , palm back and forth rubbing.

He messed up the young man's soft hair, and then under the incomparably horrified gaze of the disciples of Tian? Sect, a smile suddenly broke out on his tough and gloomy face, revealing a doting and loving expression.

"Senior brother likes it very much? Thank you? My kind and gentle brother."

Jing Wuya deliberately suppressed his soft voice, and Wen Qiushi, whose head was being caressed by his palm, turned his head suddenly, bending over in a shape of vomiting.

"Slightly." Disgusted.

Jing Wuya's face darkened instantly.