I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

Jing Feitong didn't move his feet, but tilted his head slightly, and the medicine bottle hit Ya Ji's feet, smashing it to pieces.

Jackie was startled, and backed away in panic.

Shu Lingjia suddenly realized, and blurted out: "The resentment on this string of beads is not hers!"

At this time, no one was in the mood to pay attention to the fact that a fox spoke. Yan Yu sneered: "Of course not! What can she complain about? Before I thought about saving her, she had already planned to take advantage of it." It poisoned me to death."

"She wants my stupid brother, who has been reduced to a pariah, to take over and become a prince in glory and wealth!"

He suddenly raised his voice: "Let me tell you! That resentment is my resentment, that obsession is my obsession, and I sealed her in the mirror! I am not reconciled, I hate!"

"The nightmare hiding in the bead taught me to snatch someone else's luck resurrection, but I know that he just wants to use me and take the opportunity to seize it. He wants to release Zong Wuxin, it's okay, I want to too."

Yan Yu sternly said: "I want to find Zong Wuxin, I want to live forever, I want to see the chaos in this world, and see if there is anyone in the world who can really be selfless and fearless! If good people don't get good rewards, then I want to be bad to the end!"

He stretched out his left hand towards Ya Ji, spread his five fingers, and then made a fist hard.

Ya Ji screamed in horror, her body was twisted into a ball like a piece of crumpled waste paper, the mirror shattered, and she had become a scattered light spot, scattered in the air in an instant.

Yan Yu smiled at Jing Feitong, his eyes slowly moved down, and fell on Shu Lingjia again, and said, "You two, why don't you guess... can I succeed?"

As his voice fell, the whole world collapsed in an instant.

Jing Feitong and Shu Lingjia opened their eyes at the same time, they were still in that secret cave.

Shu Lingjia got out of Jing Feitong's sleeve, recovered his human body, bent down and stretched out his hand towards Jing Feitong.

It was not necessary in time, Jing Feitong still grabbed his hand and stood up.

Both of them used this action to sort out their thoughts, and then Shu Lingjia said: "So the contents in the beads, and half of my remaining luck, were taken away by Yan Yu. And his purpose, I want to release Zong Wuxin."

Jing Feitong was still thinking about what happened just now, when he suddenly heard Shu Lingjia say such a sentence, he couldn't help being startled, and asked, "The other half is lucky?"

Shu Lingjia nodded: "Didn't I tell you before? Jiang Rong failed, and my luck is only half back."

Jing Feitong thought that Shu Lingjia had almost recovered, but when he heard him mention this matter for the first time, he was shocked. He grabbed Shu Lingjia's wrist to feel his pulse, and immediately frowned.

He said: "The injury hasn't healed yet, why didn't you say it earlier!"

Shu Lingjia said: "If you didn't say it, you forgot it. I didn't tell you."

Compared with Jing Feitong, his attitude of admitting his mistakes was extremely dishonest. Jing Feitong said angrily: "It's your luck to forget this kind of thing! How can you put it in someone else's hands? Go, go out and find it back." .”

Shu Lingjia: "Huh?"

What they said just now was obviously about Zong Wuxin, "someone is going to release Zong Wuxin", no matter how you think about it, this is a sensational topic that can shock the entire cultivation world, but it was thrown aside inexplicably.

For Jing Feitong, naturally, nothing was as important as Shu Lingjia, so when he got his pulse, he immediately grabbed Shu Lingjia's wrist and pulled him outside.

He said in a deep voice: "Aren't you the most irritable on weekdays? You can't wait to jump if you don't hear a word, why are you so careless when it comes to yourself, next time you have to tell this kind of thing in time, do you hear me?"

It was the first time for Shu Lingjia to be scolded like this by him, she was very unconvinced, she frowned and wanted to say something, but seeing Jing Feitong's rare face, she laughed again.

Jing Feitong looked back at him, but was still helpless after all, shook his head, and laughed too.

He said, "There's really nothing I can do about you."

Shu Lingjia said with a smile: "I haven't remembered what happened before, but you have put on the style of the senior brother. Now I completely believe that the person in the dream is you. After so many years, even the trainer His tone hasn't changed."

Jing Feitong smiled, in this situation, suddenly bringing up the past of the youth, but it is inevitable to make people feel melancholy.

He coughed, and said in a low voice like a cover-up: "Don't let me hear this kind of thing again."

Shu Lingjia's expression also softened: "Okay, it's not a lot, you have to do one by one, right? I'll tell you right away next time."

After finishing speaking, he said again: "But you are right in what you said, we have to leave quickly. If Yan Yu really wants to find a way to release Zong Wuxin, I'm afraid he has already started to act. At the very least, we have to get rid of this Just spread the news, so that everyone can take precautions."

Jing Feitong nodded, and while the two were heading out of the secret cave, he said: "Back then, Zong Wuxin was sealed by the joint efforts of all the seniors. If I were Yan Yu and wanted to break the seal, then I would definitely We will attack one of these people. The most likely ones are Ming Qi or... He Zizhuo."

Shu Lingjia said: "Although that is the case, the people who had the ability to seal Zong Wuxin back then were not easy to deal with, and with their prominent status, it was not easy to get close to them and strike. I think we just need to pass the news Bring it, all sects and factions should strengthen their defenses."

This sounds right. If the seal formed by the efforts of everyone was so easy to break, the world of cultivation would not have been peaceful for so many years.

They are all people who have seen strong winds and waves, and no one will be frightened by one or two harsh words, so although the two of them attach importance to this matter, it is not necessary to say that they are too worried.

On the other hand, Jing Feitong was always thinking about Shu Lingjia's luck, so he pulled him around three times and then left the secret cave.

The moment the two reached the exit, Jing Feitong turned his head and blinked at Shu Lingjia, and his figure disappeared.

Shu Lingjia knew that he came in secretly, so naturally he couldn't be seen by others, and walked out without any strange expression on his face.

The Nanze Mountain disciple who led him over had already waited at the foot of the mountain. After seeing Shu Lingjia, he cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Shu, for improving your skills again."

Shu Lingjia returned the courtesy and said: "Thank you. In addition, I also learned some things from the secret cave. I want to meet with the two elders to discuss face to face. I wonder if senior brother can report on your behalf?"

After hearing what he said, the other party showed embarrassment and said, "Sorry, it may be inconvenient now. Something happened just now, and the second elder was busy going to deal with it, and it was difficult to get out."

Shu Lingjia had something on his mind, and when he heard him say that, he felt ominous in his heart, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The disciple said: "In the past few days, all sects and sects who came to participate in the sword test meeting left the mountain one after another. I heard that on the way, many sects encountered a small group of enemy sneak attacks. It is difficult to determine the casualties at present."

Shocked, Shu Lingjia blurted out and asked, "How is Qizong?"

The disciple said: "Mr. Shu, don't worry, the Qizong was indeed attacked, but the news from over there has come back, saying that someone suffered some minor injuries, but nothing serious. As for the attacker who did not catch , Sect Leader He fought against him, and said... he looked like someone from the Demon Race."

Shu Lingjia's thoughts changed sharply, and he said in a low voice: "Demon race?"

It is true that Yan Yu was born in the demon clan, but it stands to reason that he is already dead, and he is currently living in this world incognito with the body of seizing a house. It should not be possible to mobilize a large number of demon clan members to openly fight against the entire cultivation world .

Now those attackers are acting so high-profile, as if they are afraid that others will not know that the demons are going against these sects. Shu Lingjia's first reaction is that they are planting blame on the demons.

Or the demons were provoked by others, it is not impossible.

But even if the Demon Emperor has not yet come out of seclusion, the Demon Race is definitely not something to be provoked. If they blame them for no reason and offend the Demon Race, what good is there besides expanding the battlefield?

With too little information, Shu Lingjia couldn't figure it out for a while, but the only thing that is certain is that the whole thing has begun to become completely chaotic.

After he thanked that disciple, he asked him to bid farewell to Nanze Erlao on his behalf, then he came down from the mountain and returned to his temporary residence on Nanze Mountain, where Jing Feitong was already waiting.

Shu Lingjia said: "Senior brother, do you know about the attacks on various sects? Among them is Ling Xiao."

Jing Feitong's expression was a bit dignified, but he was not too surprised. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, I've heard about it."

He clapped his hands and said, "Come on."

Immediately, a person appeared out of nowhere, lightly landed in front of the two of them, saluted and said: "I have seen the Palace Master."

He was very clever, and after he finished speaking, he saluted Shu Lingjia in the same way, and said, "I have met Mr. Shu."

This made Shu Lingjia startled, and said: "It's too polite, it doesn't have to be like this."

Jing Feitong said: "Tell me what you know."

The man said: "Yes. According to the reports from the spies from various parties, they saw several sects being attacked with their own eyes. It is said that they were first harassed by monsters on the way, and then a small group of hidden demon clansmen took the opportunity to rush out and attack .And judging from their intentions, it seems that their intention is not to hurt people, but to take robbery as their main purpose.”

Shu Lingjia was still puzzled, and asked, "Are you sure it's the Demon Race?"

The man said: "Mr. Shu, many exercises of the demons cannot be practiced without their blood, and this outsider cannot imitate them."

Jing Feitong said: "How about the sects that were attacked?"

His subordinate replied: "Currently, among the stronger sects such as the Lingxiao Sect, the Jinghai Sect, and the Guiyi Sect, only a few disciples were slightly injured and did not cause too much loss. And these sects have also strengthened their vigilance. , and did not continue to be attacked in the follow-up. However, a few small sects were arrested and many people were taken away, but they didn't know what to use."

Shu Lingjia was slightly relieved when he also said that the Qizong was fine.

Jing Feitong said: "You go down, let people keep an eye on the situation of several parties, and they can help if necessary, but remember not to reveal your identity for the time being, just leave a token."

The few words Jing Feitong ordered casually showed his level.

The current situation is complicated, obviously there is nothing about Bi Luo Palace, it is not wise to get involved, but saving people is not in vain, leaving evidence, if there is a conflict with any faction in the future, take the things out, and say " Life-saving grace" is enough to make the other party shut up.

After the man went down, Jing Feitong asked Shu Lingjia: "What are your plans?"

Shu Lingjia said: "I think the actions of those demons are more like slapping around, distracting everyone's attention, and I don't know what the purpose is. But no matter what Yan Yu's identity is now, there is a place in the end, he will definitely go."

Jing Feitong immediately understood: "Zong Wuxin's sealed place."

After all, no matter what he said, Yan Yu's ultimate goal was to lift the seal on Zong Wuxin. As long as he went to see the current situation there, there might be answers to many things.

The two were not afraid that Yan Yu's words in the illusion were false, because in that illusion, what they saw were not real people, but Yan Yu's grievances before he died.

Resentment comes from the deepest obsession in the heart, and it cannot be deceived at all.

Shu Lingjia said: "That's right. That place should be near Qingqiu, right? Go and have a look?"

Jing Feitong said: "Alright, I will keep people watching the situation of the various sects, and report back in time if something happens. Then let's go."

After the two discussed it properly, they left Nanze Mountain and headed towards Qingqiu all the way.

The edge of Nanze Mountain is a vast expanse. It is summer, and the desert is hot and dry. Even Yujian flying in the sky can feel the scorching meaning.

The sun was setting and the night was approaching, but the summer heat didn't seem to subside at all because of the setting sun. There was not even a breath of wind around, and it was so stuffy that people couldn't breathe.

"Master, such a long-term flight consumes energy. I see that everyone is tired. There seems to be a source of water ahead. Why don't we rest for a night?"

The one who spoke was Ge Nan, the eldest disciple of the master of Heng'an Peak, who also participated in the sword trial meeting together. Now that Yin Chen is not here, most of the affairs among the juniors are decided by him.

The road was not peaceful, He Zizhuo naturally wanted to go back to Lingxiao Mountain as soon as possible, and then go back to investigate what tricks the demons are trying to do.

But when he looked back and saw many people wiping sweat, he also knew that someone must be really tired, so he begged Ge Nan to come and talk.

If you continue on your way under such circumstances, you are afraid that many people will be exhausted when encountering an enemy attack.

He murmured: "Then take a few people to the front to have a look. If there is nothing unusual, let everyone rest for a while. Remember that all people should not be alone when they act, and be on guard at any time."

Ge Nan responded, and went back to tell other disciples that everyone was already hot and tired, and there was a burst of cheers when they heard this.

Sit down under the shady tree and drink a few sips of the clear sweet spring. It felt so refreshing. Many people sighed in satisfaction. After assigning the night watchers, they all planned to have a good night's rest.

While relaxing, there was a sound of procrastinating footsteps not far away. Someone turned his head and immediately showed disgust, and scolded: "Don't stay here, stay away from us!"

It was Jiang Rong who came.

He was punished to use his own essence and blood to make offerings to the refining magic lamp. This kind of loss rate is beyond the normal consumption of ordinary people, and no amount of practice can make up for it. His own spiritual power was originally very little.

However, in just a few days, Jiang Rong's hair was already gray, and at the same time, he staggered and moved slowly. From a distance, he looked like an elderly tottering old man.

After all the evil deeds were exposed, the aura of the protagonist was gone, and everyone was disgusted with him and guarded against him. Jiang Rong didn't dare to speak out after being scolded, and sat down under a big tree far away from the crowd. down.

Reluctantly, the two disciples in charge stared at him from a little distance away.

Before Jiang Rong was led by several disciples to control the sword in turn, and he didn't dare to move. When he came down, his legs were numb. Now he walked to the stream step by step and drank a few mouthfuls of water.

While drinking water, he accidentally saw his ghostly reflection on the water, and immediately looked away in fright.

This time, in order to rush back to Lingxiao Mountain, the punishment he received was temporarily suspended. On the contrary, Jiang Rong had the most relaxed days in these days, but at this time he couldn't help but think about what he might suffer after returning to the sect.

According to his current state, there is definitely no way to escape.

After a lot of painstaking efforts in the past, there were still some people who supported him in the sect, but now there is no aura of the protagonist, and all the things he has done are exposed. Even if he goes back, no one will come to intercede for him.

Do you really want to wait to die?Waiting to be sucked dry by that damn lamp?

Jiang Rong was afraid and regretful at the same time, the story that Shu Lingjia told him that day made him extremely annoyed as long as he thought about it for a while.

Jiang Rong was lying on the ground, full of thoughts, and when he finally fell asleep, someone patted him on the shoulder suddenly.

Jiang Rong opened his eyes, and found that it was late at night, and the sky had become dark unconsciously. A figure stood quietly beside him, looked down at him, and made a "shh" gesture to him .

Jiang Rong recognized this person and murmured: "Ming Xiao?"

After he finished speaking, he quickly looked to both sides.

The others hated him, and knew that Jiang Rong had no strength to resist or run away, and the resting place was far away from him, and the two disciples who were in charge of guarding him in shifts were all near him, but at this moment he was lying on the ground. I couldn't move, and I didn't know whether I was dizzy or dead.

Ming Xiao smiled and said, "That's right, it's me. I won't see you in a few days, Mr. Jiang is fine."

Jiang Rong looked at him vigilantly, feeling a sense of relief that "it's finally here".

It must not be for no reason that Mingxiao came to him several times before, because of this, Jiang Rong also deliberately kept a hand, and did not expose Mingxiao in front of Shu Lingjia.

He always felt that the other party approached and reminded him so deliberately, it must be because there is still some use value in him that can be tapped.

These days, Jiang Rong has been waiting for the arrival of Ming Xiao, which will also be his only chance of survival.

Finally, when he was about to despair, this person finally appeared.

Jiang Rong's heart was beating wildly, hope was rekindled in his heart, and he pretended to be calm and said: "Master Ming, shouldn't you go back with Xinzong? Why did you come here late at night?"

Lingxiao Mountain stretches for thousands of miles. One of Xinzong and Qizong is in the south and the other is in the north. There is a peak in the middle, and they never communicate with each other.

In fact, they should be going in the same direction on this section of the road leaving Nanze Mountain, but of course the two sects will not go together, and the departure time is also separated by a day, and they will not meet under normal circumstances.

Ming Xiao said with a smile: "Young Master Jiang, you are well-informed and full of tricks, have you heard a word?"

Jiang Rong said, "What?"

Ming Xiao leaned down with a smile, and whispered in his ear: "Being a whore again, and erecting an archway again."

Jiang Rong's face suddenly became hot, he turned his head and said, "You—"

"Okay, you've reached this point, why bother pretending to be confused? Keep it up like this, I'm leaving, and I don't know who is crying."

Ming Xiao said: "I know you have the heart, and you haven't mentioned my matter to Shu Lingjia, so I'm willing to give you a hand. But you have to prove to me that you are worth it."

As soon as Jiang Rong heard that there was something to be said, he immediately suppressed his humiliation and asked, "How do you want me to prove it?"

Ming Xiao said: "Back then, in the Qizong, there must have been many people who supported and defended you? Besides that old man Jiang who didn't know how to adapt, who else, please tell me."

Jiang Rong hesitated and said: "Yes, yes... But now that I have lost my luck, I'm afraid they won't listen to me anymore. If you have a way to help me get some luck back, maybe these people can still help us. So, when the time comes, I will definitely repay you well.”

Ming Xiao said: "Tell me first."

Jiang Rong then mentioned a few people.

Back then when his protagonist's aura was complete, his status in the sect was almost as high as the sky, and the more he had a higher status, the greater his influence.

Among these few people, there are the peak masters of other peaks, the elders of the punishment hall, and some great swordsmen who ignore ordinary affairs on weekdays.

Ming Xiao listened to them one by one, then asked about the situation of these people, nodded and said: "Sure enough, it is a good method, as expected of Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Rong said: "I've told you everything now, can you take me out of here first? Otherwise, after returning to the sect, I will raise the lamp again, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave!"

Ming Xiao smiled, this smile looked very strange in the mottled light and shadow.

He said: "Yes. You have to go back and continue to be tortured. It will be too painful, and the night will be long and dreamy, and changes will easily occur."

As he spoke, he stretched out a hand, pressed it on the top of Jiang Rong's head, and said lightly: "To express my gratitude, let me help you out!"

Jiang Rong was shocked, only then did he realize that he wanted to kill someone to silence him!

"You...why are you going back on your word?"

He didn't want to die at all, and he fantasized that after getting out of trouble here, he could follow the plot Shu Lingjia said, and be accepted as a foster son by a high official in the capital, give full play to his talents as a modern person, and live in prosperity and wealth. A mortal life.

After all, he was also a person who once had the aura of the protagonist. Didn't Ming Xiao pay much attention to the value of him?

Jiang Rong struggled desperately, and at the same time opened his mouth to scream, but he found that he couldn't make any sound, so he burst into tears of fear, looked at Ming Xiao with pleading eyes, and shook his head again and again.

Ming Xiao admired his despair, and asked slowly: "You told me not to kill you?"

Jiang Rong nodded frantically.

Ming Xiao laughed, and spat out his palm force, and blood flowed out from Jiang Rong's seven orifices at the same time.

As soon as he let go, Jiang Rong fell to the ground and died on the spot.

Ming Xiao smiled and clapped his hands, his body faded into a phantom in the night, and disappeared without a sound.