God, he quietly likes this seat

Within three days, the Transit Pavilion in Jinglong City disappeared out of thin air, the Yaotai mirror reappeared in the world, the demon clan used Juling Mountain as a bait to lure and kill monks from the two worlds of immortals and demons, Yan Wanfeng sealed the spiritual thoughts of the ninth demon, and Qingzhi Shenjun was seriously injured and dying , One after another, the heavy news quickly spread throughout Kyushu, like wings.

All of a sudden, in the streets and alleys, teahouses and restaurants, people everywhere were having heated discussions on these matters.There were those who fought violently, and there were also those who were panic-stricken, and the whole cultivation world was shaken up and down.

Beidou Immortal Venerable Zhong Jingming was sitting in the meeting hall of Yingke Peak in Buzhou Mountain, listening to the sect masters at the head of the sect who were fighting each other, and they were blushing, but they couldn't argue. Putting his hands on his forehead, he sighed heavily.

"The Immortal Venerable wants to give us a clear explanation, what should we do with Yan Wanfeng?!"

"Yeah, the current situation is chaotic. If the respect of the Ninth World Demon is added to the world, wouldn't the Demon Realm be even more powerful!"

Zhong Tuhua couldn't listen anymore, and said with a cold face: "It is an indisputable fact that Yan Wanfeng protected my disciples of the Xianmen in the illusion of Yaotai. Instead of thinking about how to deal with him here, you might as well think about how to deal with him." Go to the Yaozu to get back the place!"

An old man with white beard and hair interrupted his words: "Shenjun Tu Hua's words are wrong, but these juniors have been fooled by the people of the devil world, how can they take it seriously! Now this person's life is hanging by a thread, it can't be better Timing, if you can't make a decision now, I'm afraid it will be too late in the future."

Zhong Tuhua frowned: "How are you doing?"

The old man said in a trembling voice: "Naturally, he should be locked in the Demon Slaying Path. When the Demon Subduing Formation is opened, the spirit of the Ninth Demon Venerable will naturally be wiped out in an instant. It is absolutely safe."

Zhong Tuhua heard the words, slammed the table and became angry: "What do you mean! My younger brother is still locked up with Yan Wanfeng, are you going to put him on the way of killing demons too?!"

It's okay if he didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, it was more like a stone stirring up thousands of waves, and everyone said: "Your Zhong family has reason for doing such a stupid thing like Qingzhi Shenjun!"

"Fortunately, he is still the successor to the head of the fairy, so he defends a devil in every possible way! Where is he going to put the face of the fairy sect?"

"It can be seen that virtue does not match!"

The disciples of the Zhong family saw that these people were getting worse and worse, so they changed the topic to Zhong Ling, and immediately quarreled with them without showing any weakness: "This is the private matter of my family's god, how can it be your turn to talk about it?"

"It's easy to say now, when Qingzhi Shenjun was saving people in the illusion of Yaotai, why didn't you come forward!"

There was a mess in the conference hall, and someone shouted loudly, "If Zhou Shan has no selfish intentions, why not cut off Yan Wanfeng's arm, so that both parties agree, and Qing Zhi Shenjun will not be implicated anymore!"

Zhong Tuhua didn't expect that they could come up with such a vicious method, his eyes shot out with anger: "It's just a dream!"

"enough!"

Zhong Jingming finally stood up abruptly, and said solemnly to Zhong Tuhua, "Speak carefully."

His eyes swept across the crowd, and after a moment of silence, he said solemnly: "I have to think about this matter again, everyone, please be patient. It's almost noon, we're all gone, let's discuss it in the evening. "

Many suzerains were still arguing, but Zhong Jingming walked out of the gate of the meeting hall without hearing anything.Zhong Tuhua couldn't be bothered to stay here and listen to their noise, so he suppressed his anger and caught up with his father.

Zhong Jingming came out of the welcome peak and went to Zhong Ling's room. When he saw several frowning medical officers waiting in the room, his face became even more gloomy.

"A Ling still hasn't woken up?"

How could the medical officer dare to tell him that Zhong Ling's injury was not serious this time, and he was completely out of breath, so he could only reply: "Never. The old wounds have been touched. Now I have eaten the elixir that should be eaten, and the spiritual power that should be passed on, but I still haven't seen a significant improvement."

Zhong Jingming's brows twitched, he naturally knew that what the medical officer said was "old wounds", it was Zhong Ling who forcibly reversed the way before and transferred all the hostility in the Fumo sword formation from Yan Huaizhou to himself. No wonder anyone.

It's just that Zhong Ling's nature is calm and introverted. When he asked him every time, he said it was fine. Zhong Jingming also thought that after many years, his cultivation was getting better and better, so he should not be trapped by this old injury, but who knew that this time the wear and tear was too much. However, all the ailments from the past were stimulated at the same time.

He pointed at Yan Huaizhou, without hiding the disgust on his face: "What about him?"

The doctor said: "He was injured more seriously than Shenjun, it depends on good luck."

Zhong Tuhua couldn't help asking: "A Ling's life can always be guaranteed, right?"

The doctor said: "Life is not in danger, but this hidden injury will inevitably occur frequently in the future, it is a hidden worry after all."

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Zhong Jingming's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to let the medical officers go out, looking deeply at his unconscious son.

However, in just a few days, Zhong Ling had lost a lot of weight, and Yinglang's face was pale and gloomy.But he was lying side by side with Yan Huaizhou, still tightly clasped his palms, and refused to let go even in his drowsiness.

Zhong Tuhua saw the sudden murderous intent in his father's eyes, he couldn't help being shocked, stepped forward and said: "Father, you must not listen to those people's nonsense, A Ling is impulsive this time, but he will never A lie. Yan Wanfeng must have wanted to protect him, so..."

Zhong Jingming gave him a cold look: "Let me ask you, what if it wasn't Yan Wanfeng who woke up in the future?"

Zhong Tuhua suffocated suddenly, not knowing how to respond, his face turned blue and pale, and after a long time he said: "But, if the method they said is really used, Ah Ling will fight us desperately when he wakes up."

Zhong Jingming said in embarrassment: "How can we let him go!"

But both father and son are like a bright mirror in their hearts, I am afraid they can't do it, and they can do it.Zhong Ling usually has a gentle temperament, but they have all seen with their own eyes what it is like to be a gangster.

Once Yan Wanfeng died, even if Zhong Ling could wake up safe and sound, this son would not be able to keep him.

Zhong Tuhua said in a low voice: "Father, just think it's for Ah Ling, and wait a little longer."

Just when Zhong Jingming was hesitating, he only heard a series of announcements outside the door, and a young disciple rushed in in a panic: "Immortal Venerable, it's not good, the Holy Lord of the Demon Realm is here!"

The current Holy Master of the Demon Realm, named Chuan Ze, doesn’t care about things on weekdays, and he refuses to take half a step out of his demon lair unless he has to. Come for peace.But Zhong Jingming is very clear that he is definitely not a simple character, and it is definitely not a good thing to rush to Buzhou Mountain now.

Zhong Tuhua frowned and said, "What is he here for?"

The little disciple tremblingly said: "He came to ask for someone. Said—the God of War from the demon world is here with us, and we want to take him back."

"The god of war in the demon world?"

Zhong Tuhua glanced at Yan Huaizhou, recovered from his astonishment, and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "I said, it turned out that he came here for the Ninth Demon Lord."

He looked up at Zhong Jingming, "Father, what should I do?"

Zhong Jingming took a deep look at Zhong Ling, and finally fixed his eyes on the hands he and Yan Huaizhou were holding, and said in a hateful voice, "Niety!"

After all, he turned around and strode out without looking back.

When they returned to Yingke Peak again, Chuan Ze, the Lord of the Demon World, had been "waiting" for them there for a long time.As soon as he saw Zhong Jingming approaching, he put down his legs that were lying idle on the table, stood up and clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Immortal Beidou, sorry for your respect, you finally showed your face."

There were still many celestial sect masters in the conference hall who did not disperse. Seeing his sloppy appearance, they all glared at him with extreme contempt, but Chuan Ze didn't care, and just looked at Zhong Jingming with a smile.

He was born extremely beautiful - the robes all over his body are also extremely gorgeous, and the accessories are jingle. If he doesn't speak up, I'm afraid that many people will regard him as a weak and beautiful girl.The arm that is slightly exposed in the wide sleeve is white and slender, as if it could be broken easily, but if he is really as easy to get along with as he looks, how can he be the Holy Lord of the Demon Realm for many years? Woolen cloth?

Zhong Jingming sat down on his own seat, and said straight to the point: "The two worlds of immortals and demons have not interfered with the river water in recent years. I don't know why the Holy Lord came to me today?"

Seeing him sit down, Chuan Ze returned to his seat and leaned back on his seat just now. He smiled at him calmly: "Why do you need to ask questions knowingly? Of course, I am here to welcome back the ninth demon king, the God of War in the demon world." .”

Zhong Jingming said in a cold voice: "The Holy Master may have misremembered. The Ninth World Demon Venerable has passed away for many years, and there is no one you are looking for here."

Chuanze didn't think it was disobedient, and just tapped the armrest of the seat lightly with his fingertips: "That's good. The Shaxue Demon Lord is also a rare talent in my demon world. He has always been my most beloved junior, but now he is ignored by you all." Zhou Shan has been detained, the Immortal Lord must let me take him away."

He was talking nonsense with his eyes open.Every time Yan Huaizhou gets together with people from the Demon Realm, it's a blessing not to fight.There are countless demon cultivators and demon masters in the demon world who have died in his hands. If no one can hold him, it would be strange if they didn't chop him into pieces.

And the most beloved junior?I bother!

The sect masters of the Xianmen all slandered secretly in their hearts, but none of them opened their mouths to speak, depending on how the Beidou Xianzun would answer.

Zhong Jingming knew that since the Lord of the Demon Realm had come in person, he would never let it go unless he got what he wanted.But his attitude is still extremely tough: "Unfortunately, the Holy Master really can't take people away."

Chuan Ze narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said patiently: "Oh? Immortal Venerable forced my people from the demon world to stay with you. It doesn't make sense in terms of emotion and reason."

Zhong Jingming didn't want to go around in circles with him anymore, and said bluntly: "Why, doesn't the Holy Master know that Yan Wanfeng is locked with my Qingzhi Shenjun in Buzhou Mountain?"

"What?!" Chuan Ze covered his mouth in shock, "Is there such a strange thing?"

Seeing Zhong Jingming looking at him expressionlessly, he obviously didn't have time to act with him, and then said kindly: "That's really a coincidence."

"In that case, I will have to bother Buzhou Mountain for a few days. Wait for your god and my demon to wake up, and then take him away."

His words sounded like a discussion, but Zhong Jingming didn't give Zhong Jingming a chance to refuse at all. He straightened his expression and sat down in his clothes: "It's just that, I still have some things about the demon clan that I want to talk to Xianzun. What does Xianzun think? "

Seeing that he actually wanted to stay here by force, Zhong Tuhua was furious, and was about to speak out to reprimand him, but was interrupted by Zhong Jingming: "That's—very good."

He met Chuanze's eyes, and suddenly there was an invisible cold light in the air.

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