After waking up, he became the male favorite of his old enemy

After Zhuiyue finished speaking, the Taoist monks said goodbye one by one and left, even Tian Hufa and Feng Hufa looked at each other, escaping from this atmosphere that seemed a little strange to everyone.

In the end, only Qian Xun and Yao Jiuliang were left.

"Hey, Yu Wu..."

"It's time for Jiuwu's practice, I will check it first, and take a step first."

Yao Jiuliang was about to say something, but Qian Xun interrupted him directly, and got up and left as if he didn't want to talk more with him.

Yao Jiuliang was so angry that he almost died, if his mother took the initiative to talk to Qian Xun again, he would be a dog!

After Qian Xun left for a while, Yao Jiuliang came out of the main building with a sullen face. He is not in a good mood now, and even the devilish energy that is always lingering around his body has become extremely violent, making the area around the crime cliff already dense. The demonic energy in his body also became active, and for a while, the black and red demonic energy shuttled freely around the place where the monks were stationed, making people dare not move at will.

The demon cultivators brought by Yao Jiuliang were stationed not far from the cultivators. They looked at the strong demon energy and were a little bit alarmed and vigilant. After all, even demon cultivators couldn't bear too much at once. Demon Qi.

Only Yao Jiuliang, as if he didn't feel anything about it, walked slowly towards the place where Moxiu was with a sullen face, as if deliberately trying to scare everyone.

However, what Yao Jiuliang didn't expect was that just as he walked to the realm of the demon cultivator, he saw an unexpected person waiting for him.

"The Lord of Hell." The one who spoke was a young man who looked quite sick, and he was the Holy Crown Daojun.

Yao Jiuliang didn't know what Shengmian Daoist wanted him for, but Shengmian Daoist was really hard to make people hate him, so Yao Jiuliang nodded slightly: "I don't know what Shengmian Daoist is here for?"

The demon energy in the place of demon cultivation is naturally much stronger than that of the monks, but Shengmian Daojun doesn't seem to be affected by the demon energy at all. He is reshaping the fairy body, which is different from them, so at the beginning He wanted to go down to the bottom of the cliff of crime, but no one was willing to let him go down. After all, he had nothing to lose except his medical skills. If he encountered danger, he really couldn't protect himself.

Shengmian Daojun looked at the sullen Yao Jiuliang and smiled suddenly for some reason, he said: "I came here to find the Lord of Prison."

Yao Jiuliang knew from the moment he saw Daoist Shengmian that he was looking for him, but he really couldn't figure out why Daoist Shengmian came back to look for him, a demon cultivator, so Yao Jiuliang asked: "Is there any reason to look for him?" What is the deity doing?"

However, Shengmian Daojun's answer made Yao Jiuliang even more confused. He said: "There is no one else, I just want to be the master of Hell."

Yao Jiu frowned, feeling that one or two of the cultivators acted mysteriously, making people unreasonably annoying, but he still obediently stretched out his hand to Daoist Shengmian, nothing else The reason is that Daoist Shengmian has an aura similar to that of Qian Xun, and they are both good people.

Seeing Yao Jiuliang's frank appearance, Shengmian Daojun wanted to laugh even more for no reason. He has always hated fighting. Changes have occurred since the appearance of Yao Jiuliang thousands of years ago. The battle between monks and demon cultivators has gradually decreased, and now there is even a trend of cooperation. It’s better to find a quiet place to feel the pulse.”

Yao Jiu glanced at Daoist Shengmian, feeling that there were a lot of things to do in cultivating immortals, but he obediently took him to his resting place.

The demon cultivator naturally has his own spatial magic weapon, but it is not as big as the monk's side, and I don't know who stipulated it. The place where the demon cultivator lives must be strange, not how many There are bloody barbs all over the place, that is, there are bones scattered all over the place that look scary. It is not at all like the little bridge and flowing water on the monk's side. It looks so disgusting to death. , thinking that after a while, I would ask Qian Sunda to use a magic weapon for space that he practiced himself.

After returning to his residence, Yao Jiuliang stretched out his white arm that did not look like a normal human being, and asked Shengmian Daojun to feel his pulse.

I have to say that the way Yao Jiuliang waited for Shengmian Daojun to stretch out his hand to feel his pulse without saying a word looked a bit cute, like a puppet that was manipulated by others, and Shengmian Daojun unconsciously liked him again. It deepened a little bit.

It's just that when he felt Yao Jiuliang's pulse, the original smile gradually faded, and he changed into a puzzled look, and said half aloud: "Sure enough."

"What?" Yao Jiuliang was puzzled.

Shengmian Daojun withdrew his hand, pondered for a while and asked: "I wonder if the Lord of Hell Abyss feels any abnormality in his body, or something special, different from others?"

Yao Jiuliang was already a little impatient at the moment, this Shengmian Daoist said a lot of other things, but he didn't say what was wrong with him, just like Qian Xun, he didn't like to talk about the main point, so Yao Jiuliang suddenly lost his temper, Said: "If you have something to say, just say it, don't ask around here, I don't like to answer questions."

Shengmian Daojun smiled embarrassedly and said: "I'm sorry, I'm used to being a doctor on weekdays. I always forget that monks are different from ordinary people and ask some questions that shouldn't be asked."

When he said this, Yao Jiuliang felt a little uncomfortable, and felt that although Shengmian Daojun was a good person like Qian Xun, he was more comfortable with Qian Xun.

"What's the matter with this deity? Let Shengmian Daojun go deep into the land of demon cultivation to connect the deity's veins?" Yao Jiuliang asked.

"That's it," Shengmian Daojun stopped circling around, "Fortunately, I am blessed by heaven. After reshaping the body, I can see the yin and yang energy with my eyes. Today I can see the Lord of Hell, and found that the Lord of Hell is actually With extremely strong yang energy, but this yang energy seems to be suppressed by something, it has been unable to come out, and it has a self-circulation in the body. If it weren't for my eyes that can see yin and yang, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see it. There is actually such a secret in the Lord of the Hell."

When Yao Jiuliang heard Yang Qi, his mind moved, and he asked, "Are there many? How many?"

Daoist Shengmian had nothing to hide, and replied: "A lot, it is similar to the body of the most yin of Daoist Qian Xun, and it can even be said to be close to the body of the most yang."

When Wu Jiuliang heard Shengmian Daojun say this, he didn't know why he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. If he is close to the existence of the most yang body, then will the cultivation world be saved?

Qian Xun knows this matter the most clearly, it is better to ask Qian Xun directly.

So Yao Jiuliang got up directly and said: "The monks can't use the magic cultivator's things, so I won't leave the Holy Crown Taoist for tea. I have other things to do, so I'll go first."

After all, a burst of black and red demonic energy surged, and Yao Jiuliang disappeared immediately.

When he reappeared, he was already in Qian Xun's "shabby room".

Just as Yao Jiuliang was about to open the door and enter, he heard a familiar childish voice.

"Heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is prehistoric. The sun and the moon are full and the sky is full. Kungang. The sword is called Juque, and the pearl is called night light. Guozhen...Guozhen..."

It turned out that Yu Xiaoji was endorsing the letter.

Qian Xun propped his head, his satin-like long hair fell down, and another strand of mischievous curls hung around his lips, making the viewers daydream for no reason, but now Qian Xun has a serious expression, as if he is not satisfied with what Yu Jiuwu recited .

Yao Jiuliang suddenly became interested, and stood outside the window with his breath hidden. Qian Xun was indifferent even when he was teaching people, just like tasteless water, which makes people unable to taste the taste, so dull, but he taught When Yu Xiaoji was in school, his appearance was completely different from before, especially the way he taught Yu Xiaoji's literary class now, no matter how you looked at it, he looked like a teacher, and he was still a beautiful teacher who made people want to eat and drink.

"Guozhen what?" Qian Xun said.

He didn't use a particularly harsh tone, but Yu Jiuwu seemed to be very scared, and said anxiously: "Guozhen...Guozhen...Guozhen plums, cabbage and ginger!"

Qian Xun's brows were immediately frowned, and before he could make a sound, he heard a muffled laugh coming from outside the window, and when he turned his head, he saw Yao Jiuliang with his eyes bent under the sun.

Qian Xun's heart suddenly beat violently.

The person in front of me is him...it's him...

It was someone he could clearly reach, but couldn't touch.

Qian Xun lowered his eyes, and was about to ask Yao Jiuliang what's going on here, when he heard a milky shout.

"Devil, how dare you laugh at me!"

Immediately afterwards, a fiery red figure rushed straight at Yao Jiuliang, and Yao Jiuliang grabbed the running Yu Xiaoji in his arms, and patted his ass, saying: " It's Guozhen Li Nai, the vegetables are heavy mustard and ginger, and you can't even memorize a thousand characters, you are really an idiot."

After all, Yao Jiuliang turned in from the window and sat next to Qian Xun.

Yu Xiaoji's angry hair was on fire, and he struggled even harder, and almost got out of Yao Jiuliang's arms. Unfortunately, Yao Jiuliang is not a person who respects the old and loves the young at all. Seeing Yu Xiaoji He was about to break free from his restraint, and with a strong arm, Yu Xiaoji rolled his eyes.

Seeing this, Qian Xun hurriedly stopped Yao Jiuliang, saying: "Jiu Wu is still young, don't do this, you will hurt him."

After finishing speaking, Qian Xun and Yao Jiu were taken aback. They hadn't had this familiar conversation for a long time, but it was still so natural when they said it, as if they had never been separated.

Yu Xiaoji didn't know what was going on, and when he heard this, he suddenly stopped struggling, looked at Qian Xun and then at Yao Jiuliang, and sat in Yao Jiuliang's arms with his lips pursed, sullen look.

The atmosphere seemed to be different from their previous confrontation.

Qian Xun was afraid of this.

He lowered his eyes and asked, "I don't know what happened to the Lord of Hell?"