After Being Betrayed, The Immortal Master Ran Away With The Demon Venerable

"Shut up." Fu Zhuo grabbed his collar, pulled him in front of his eyes, and said with a smirk: "You don't kill me, but I want to kill you day and night."

Zhan Ying raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, turned his wrist slightly, and pushed Fu Zhuo back a few steps with his palm.

Then he paced and walked slowly in front of Fu Zhuo, looked condescendingly into his eyes, and said softly: "You hate me."

Not a question, but a certainty.

Although Zhan Ying didn't know where the other party's hatred for him came from, but at one point, he raised his head and looked at the cloud in the distant sky, and said in a deep voice, "Do you like Fu Yan?"

Fu Zhuo:?

Yi Ning: ...

The head of his family has always had a good brain circuit.

With a look of sudden realization, Zhanying turned his eyes back to his face and said, "I see you are so surprised, is it really so?"

Otherwise, how to explain that this person insisted on killing the child and hated him.

Fu Zhuo couldn't take it anymore, if he had a knife at this time, Yi Ning believed that he would have rushed out without hesitation and stabbed the head of the sect.

"Ahem..." Zhanying put his hand to his lips, coughed dryly twice, and then murmured: "There are really people in the world who are as blind as me."

Fu Zhuo keenly grasped the meaning of his words, narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "What do you mean?"

Zhanying sighed, and when he looked at Fu Zhuo, there was a trace of pity in his eyes, and said: "She has no feelings, all her emotions and desires were cut off by herself, and she will never fall in love with anyone in this life."

Hearing his enemy commenting on his mother in person, Fu Zhuo felt his mind go blank for a moment, thunder rang in his ears, and he rushed forward and grabbed Zhan Ying's throat without hesitation.

"Are you worthy of talking about her? Zhanying, you think too highly of yourself. If that's the case, why do you keep this child and kill him? Or, are you afraid that others will say that you killed your mother and gave birth to your child? It doesn't matter. I'll help you." The more excited Fu Zhuo became, the crazier his expression became, he might be going crazy, or he might have already gone crazy.

Zhanying frowned, pushed him to the ground with his backhand, took out a belt from the storage ring, and tied Fu Zhuo's hands behind his back despite struggling.

For a long time, Fu Zhuo couldn't calm down, he gnawed like a mad dog.

"Your breath is flowing backwards, your pulse is unstable, and you are injured?" Even Yi Ning did not expect that the first sentence Zhan Ying said was not to ask why Fu Zhuo wanted to kill him, but to ask him if he was injured. hurt.

Fu Zhuo didn't answer, but bit Zhan Ying's wrist hard, the wound was bleeding profusely, and the bone was deep enough.

Zhanying took a deep breath, conjured a piece of cloth out of nowhere and stuffed it into Fu Zhuo's mouth.

Just after stuffing it, as if suddenly remembering something, he said in surprise: "I forgot, that piece of cloth belongs to Qing'er..."

Saliva cloth.

Forget it, who made this man so vicious and bit him so hard.Zhan Ying gave up on explaining, and lost his face towards Fu Zhuo.

Suddenly there was a cry of a baby in the hall.Zhan Ying frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed Fu Zhuo by the collar, threw him into the hall, and then hurriedly went to see the child.

Fu Zhuo followed his figure viciously, and spat out the piece of cloth that smelled of milk from his mouth.However, Zhanying stretched out his arms to pick up the child, coaxed him frantically for a while, still frowning.

The child wakes up hungry.

In the huge Ming Guangzong, there is no woman who is still breastfeeding.Where was he going to get some milk?

"Hmm..." He remembered that there seemed to be a bowl of goat milk in the back hall, which was given by the senior sister when she came last time, and he didn't know if the child drank it or not.

Zhanying immediately got up to fetch the goat's milk from the apse, carefully cast a spell, and covered the bowl of goat's milk with the palm of his hand to make it slightly warm.

Use a small spoon to feed the baby one bite at a time. Unexpectedly, when the baby tilted his head, all the milk leaked out.

Now Zhanying was even more at a loss, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and coaxed softly: "Take a sip and try it."

A man a few feet away was squatting beside the couch, talking to a small child.This picture is kind of funny and cute.

Yi Ning watched intently, feeling a little sour in his heart.When he was young, the master was also very kind to him.

The child stretched out his little hand, grabbed a strand of Zhanying's hair and put it into his mouth, and began to eat with relish. Zhanying quickly pulled it out, and while the child was still in a daze, he put the spoonful of goat milk into his mouth.

The child clicked twice, perhaps feeling that it was delicious, and shook his little hand to ask Zhanying to ask for it.

"Like it?" Zhanying poked his cheek with his finger, showing a slight smile, "What a little devil, as deceptive as your mother."

Upon hearing this sentence, Yi Ning turned to look at Fu Zhuo's expression.

But he had already calmed down, standing behind Zhanying, his eyes couldn't tell whether it was indifference or anything else.

Just watching quietly like that, as if there is no emotion.

Perhaps, the sect leader didn't hate that demon woman who tricked him into giving birth to a child.

He is the head of the sect, even though outsiders say that he is harsh and indifferent to his disciples, and that he is ruthless in killing demon cultivators.But Yi Ning always felt that he was very similar to the head of the sect.

They are all people who accept suffering with meekness.

After finally coaxing the child to eat and sleep, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Zhanying's forehead.He had never taken care of anyone like this before, but just looking at the sleeping face of the child, he felt that it was worth it.

"Zhan Qing..." Zhan Ying rubbed his side face with his fingers.

"What do you call him?" Fu Zhuo's face was extremely gloomy. He had never heard anyone say this name.

Zhan Ying didn't look back, just looked at the child, and repeated softly: "Zhan Qing."

My exhibition.

Fu Zhuo sneered, and soon laughed wantonly, almost hysterical.

How ridiculous, when he was sent to Zhan's family to be raised, Zhan's family told him.

His name is Fu Zhuo.

Zhuo, who knows whether the name Zhanying said was Zhuo or Zhuo?But he didn't expect that today, he actually heard another name that Zhan Ying personally gave him, called Qing.

"He should be called Zhuo, a bastard, what?" Fu Zhuo stopped laughing with a hoarse voice, his chest was still heaving violently, and there was a faint smell of blood in his throat.

Zhanying turned back coldly, looked at Fu Zhuo and said, "Who is the bastard? Fu Yan is a human being, and I am also a human being. I see that your mouth is very dirty. I am afraid that Yunqing Mountain will not be able to keep distinguished guests, so let's go down the mountain."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Zhuo suddenly restrained his anger, showing Yi Ning's familiar face, and said softly: "I won't say anything, then tell me why he is called Zhan Qing."

Seeing his appearance, Zhanying turned his face away, as if he didn't intend to answer.

Yi Ning could see that Fu Zhuo's veins were twitching. After a long time, he was able to force himself to endure it with strong perseverance, and said softly, "I know I was wrong. Tell me why he is called Zhan Qing."

In order to achieve his goal, Fu Zhuo had nothing to spare.

Zhan Ying chuckled, and said, "I named my son, why are you so excited?" Isn't this person Fu Yan's suitor?

Because it was his own name... Yi Ning answered silently in his heart.

Seeing that Fu Zhuo was about to lose control, Zhan Ying said unhurriedly: "Come out of the silt but not stained, you don't even know this?" His tone rose slightly, as if he was very satisfied with him Take the name.

Even if he and Fu Yan gave life to him for such a dirty reason, in Zhan Ying's heart, his Qing'er is just like this name.

Get out of the mud without dyeing, licking and not demon.

Therefore, the later Zhuo character did not mean "turbidity", but... just picked a word from this poem as his name?

"You—" Fu Zhuo choked his throat for a moment, but he didn't know what to say to him.

all fake.It's all fake.He has nothing to believe in.

Yes, when Zhan Ying threw him to others, he didn't care about the meaning of the name.

Zhanying should be killed, damned.

"Konghua! Let's go, take the child down the mountain, the second elder somehow found out about the child, I'm afraid he's going to Yunqing Mountain now!" The woman who was called Senior Sister by Zhan Ying pushed the hall away panting. The door, without daring to stop, only to see the talisman with his hands tied behind his back and a saliva cloth lying on his feet.

"Ah... this is..." The senior sister turned around for some reason, and said in a low voice: "Don't see anything wrong with it, don't listen to anything wrong with it."

Yi Ning saw that the blue veins on Fu Zhuo's forehead exploded again visible to the naked eye.

Zhan Ying didn't care about entanglement with Fu Zhuo anymore, reached out to grab the child from the bed into his arms, and jumped out of the window.

But after a while, he jumped back again, put the talisman under his arm and took it away.

Yi Ning looked at him with a wry smile, and suddenly missed the master very much.

Such a good head, that bastard Fu Zhuo, is actually able to do it.

He must avenge this revenge for the head.Not only because he neglected filial piety, but also because Fu Zhuo killed too many people and did too many evils.

Presumably, the head of the sect was held in the hands of the talisman at the beginning, and he wanted to kill him with his own hands, but he was deceived by the other party's false appearance, and finally fell into the trap.

After all, Fu Zhuo was bleeding with Fu Yan's blood, and he has never missed a trick yet.

There were many rumors before that Fu Zhuo was killed by his biological father, but in fact, Yi Ning went to investigate, and it was not the rumor at all.

At that time, Fu Zhuo showed a repentant appearance and killed himself with a knife in front of the head of the sect. Everyone thought he was dead.

In fact, he feigned death to escape, and what died was just a fake body.

"Where are you going? Nan Keze?" Fu Zhuo didn't struggle, but just looked at him coldly.

The wind was too loud, Zhanying didn't hear clearly, so he responded casually.

Fu Zhuo's face suddenly sank.

"Send him away, it's better to kill him now." Fu Zhuo violently pushed his hand holding the child, Zhan Ying didn't expect him to do this, he didn't hold his hand firmly, so he just called him that Pushing it away, Zhanying fished the child back in a panic, just about to get angry.

The next moment, Fu Zhuo pulled out his sword and stabbed at the child.

What he killed was himself, just to make Zhan Ying suffer.Fu Zhuo thought.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Ying lifted the child up, allowing Fu Zhuo's sword to pierce his arm.

Even so, he held the child tightly.

After a while, the toes landed on the ground.

"Snapped!"

Fu Zhuo received an angry slap from Zhanying.

His head was turned to one side, this was the first time Zhan Ying hit him.Zhan Ying once wanted to kill him, clean up the family, and eliminate harm for the people.

But never hit him like that.

"If you touch him again, I don't mind breaking the precept and killing you." Zhan Ying's eyes were piercingly cold, "I will do what I say."

Fu Zhuo was stunned.