I, Long Jun, am not short!

Chu Xian didn't want to give Yan Cijing a chance to catch up with him. As soon as he turned around, he turned into a long silver dragon and flew towards the sky. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared, leaving only Yan Cijing standing on the spot with his hands spread out tightly. On his hand, several deep crescent-shaped blood marks slowly ooze out a small stream of bright red blood.

Compared with the back of His Royal Highness Long Jun, it is almost equivalent to non-existence.

The silver long dragon parked himself above the clouds half dead, he didn't care about a long bloody mouth on his back, secretly thinking about where else he could go now.

Lian Huan definitely can't go back, maybe Yan Cijing couldn't think about it and ran to him to block him. In terms of heaven, he really doesn't know how to face Jiu Ling and Chu Xia, and the good boy will let him take it out. Actually, I really don't know what to say, and Chu Xian thinks that he is not at all sad for Jiu Ling's slap.

After thinking for a long time, His Royal Highness Long Jun sighed. He thought that he had as many friends as enemies, but there were not many places to avoid when something happened. It was really pitiful to say the least.

Then he turned his head and turned to the direction of the underworld, only Mu Yin could keep him there for a few days.

Chu Xian stopped at the entrance of the underworld, hesitated for a moment, took off his bloody coat, barely put on the clothes Jiuling gave him, covered half of his blood, raised his hand to touch his swollen face, This face is really not very face-saving when meeting people.

There is no other way, we have already arrived here, we can't just turn around and leave, His Royal Highness Long Jun lowered his head and put his hands in front of his face, and quickly crossed the Naihe River of Forgetfulness, a silver shadow scraped across the city of Yongdu, hitting On the black and white impermanence that came side by side.

It is not uncommon for Bai Wu to smile three-pointed first, and I don't know if he learned from Si Ming. He hasn't learned the naturalness of Si Ming and his comfortable smile, and the smile is fake and polite at first sight.He said: "The one covering his face is...His Royal Highness Long Jun?"

The deserted Heiwuchang was also startled: "What's wrong with the face of His Royal Highness Dragon Lord?"

Having been recognized, Chu Xian immediately took off his hand, first raised a smile, then pressed down the corner of his lips with a "hiss", waved his hand and said, "It's a long story, is Mu Yin here? "

Bai Wuchang made way for him, smelled the smell of blood clearly on his body, and couldn't laugh immediately: "My Highness is in the Palace of the Underworld, and His Highness Long Jun is injured?"

Chu Xian nodded: "Small injury, it's fine, you guys go get busy, I'll go find Mu Yin." As he said that, it was blown away like a gust of wind.

Bai Wuchang looked at his back that disappeared after a while, turned around slowly and exclaimed: "His Royal Highness's face, who is so cruel that he is willing to hit his face, hey, Hei Wuchang, do you think that the dragon Your Highness suddenly has a kind of... what is it, oh, weak and beautiful!"

Hei Wuchang reached out and tapped his forehead, and said coldly: "The point is, a person with the identity and ability of His Royal Highness Long Jun was hurt in the face."

Bai Wuchang casually waved his hand and said, "Young lover must have hit you, His Highness Long Jun's mouth is normal."

Hei Wuchang pushed his shoulders and walked forward: "It has nothing to do with you, let's go."

When the bloody wind swept in, Mu Yin was sitting in front of the desk reading a book, and when he felt someone coming in, he raised his eyes and saw Chu Xian in a cloud-white dress sitting leaning at the table, holding a cup of herbal tea .

Mu Yin first smiled politely and distantly, then stood up and said, "His Highness Chu Xian is well."

Chu Xian said: "Your Majesty Muyin Tongan, you can do it and leave me alone."

Although he is usually dressed in white, Mu Yin can tell at a glance that this cloud-white robe belongs to Emperor Jiuling. Firstly, Emperor Jiuling prefers this color, and secondly, Chu Xian usually does not wear such cumbersome clothes. It was still tied high with a hair band.

Mu Yin was full of doubts in his heart, but he sat down and said, "His Highness Chu Xian came down in a hurry, and I didn't have time to receive him. I don't know why His Highness Chu Xian came?"

Chu Xian finished drinking a cup of herbal tea, and said nonchalantly, "Oh, I'm thirsty, I'm here for a cup of tea."

"..."

The Temple of the Underworld lit the green bamboo-flavored incense. Mu Yin didn't react for a while, and only then could he smell the bloody smell in the air. Then he looked at Chu Xian who was sitting sideways, and the side facing him had a delicate white face. She was unparalleled in style, but there was a slightly cracked blood on the other side of her lips.

Mu Yin impatiently said indifferently: "His Royal Highness Chu Xian is joking." After saying this, he immediately leaned forward a little, worried: "His Royal Highness Chu Xian, turn your face over there and let me see what's wrong?"

Chu Xian said "oh", there was nothing he couldn't show him, and he turned his leaning body towards him: "Look."

Mu Yin hissed, staring at his swollen tall face with a complicated expression, and the blood stains on the corner of his lips that he hadn't had time to wipe, stood up and walked over: "Who hit you? Where else are you hurt? "

Even Chu Xian can beat him like this, it's a lot of death.

Chu Xian let him pinch his chin to look at his face, not caring: "Who can hit my face? Except Jiu Ling."

Mu Yin said: "Emperor Jiuling beat you up like this? What did you do?"

Chu Xian said: "It's okay if I didn't do anything, I just blocked it for someone. Oh, don't touch it, it hurts! Do you have any medicine here? I also have injuries on my back."

He took off his coat while talking, revealing his middle coat which was cut and half-stained with blood. The clothes at the wound were stuck to the incision by blood clots, and blood was still oozing out. Really, it was unbearable to look at.

Mu Yin took a step back, and it took him a long time to find his own voice: "Emperor Jiu Ling also called this? What's the use of coming to me if you don't go back to the heaven to find Si Yuan?! I don't have a doctor here!"

Chu Xian said: "I can't go back, what kind of doctor do I need, am I shameless? You can do it for me, anyway, I can't die from this little injury."

It wasn't until Mu Yin, who had only read a few medical books, found the elixir and gauze, and carefully tore off his shirt, that he realized how terrible the wound His Royal Highness Long Jun was talking about was.

The incision was deep enough to show the bone, and it was about a foot long. The flesh and blood corroded by the residual devil energy was blurred, and a large amount of blood stained half of his pale back, which was simply horrible.

The medicine bottle in Mu Yin's hand was almost unsteady. He had never seen such a tragic injury, so he reluctantly asked, "Does it hurt?"

Chu Xian immediately nodded and said, "It hurts a lot, so hurry up and just do it casually."

Mu Yin didn't listen to him, squatted down and carefully wiped the blood with a wet cloth, and asked him, "Who did it? Who are you offending again?"

Chu Xian said: "Well, it's a long story. I went to Guangling. Speaking of Guangling, I haven't finished eating rose cakes. Do you have rose cakes here?"

His Highness Emperor Underworld glared at him, and stretched out his hand casually, and the dessert plate on the desk flew into his hand. He took a look and found a plate among a large pile of lotus leaf cake, cloud slice cake, dragon beard crisp and peanut biscuit. Rose Cake casually floated the snack plate in front of Chu Xian, and raised her chin: "You recognize the one in front of you."

His Royal Highness Long Jun stuffed a mouthful of rose cakes and felt better, so he opened his mouth to briefly explain what happened, and at the same time did not delay eating. When he finished eating [-] rose cakes, Mu Yin was wrapping gauze around him.

Mu Yin commented: "It's really heroic."

Then he said: "Emperor Jiuling has always been measured in his strikes, and he can still kill him in one go? And that Yan Cijing has practiced Biluo Huangquan, so it is not certain whether Emperor Jiuling can hit him, and you still use your hero to save the beauty How good is this, it’s like a pig’s head.”

Chu Xian said: "I also reacted instinctively. At that time, who remembers Biluo and Huangquan? To be honest, I don't know his real strength. What if?"

Mu Yin threw his own set of clothes to him, and said, "Okay, you're amazing, so after you're saved, what's the matter if you run away without being sincere with the beauty, the soul is back?"

While dressing, Chu Xian said, "Because I don't know whether I should trust him or not, and how much I should trust him."

Then he picked up Mu Yin's green jade hairpin and gave a "tsk" sound, and pulled up his hair reluctantly.

Mu Yin said: "Oh, you protect Yan Cijing with righteous words in front of Emperor Jiuling, and you say 'I believe him', and then you turn around and say 'I don't know how much I can trust you when Emperor Jiuling leaves' ', Your Highness Chu Xian, why are you so inconsistent?"

Chu Xian spread his hands and said, "Is it my fault? Jiuling is aggressive, and Ci Jing just jumped out with a few words of grievance in his defense. I have to protect the weak side anyway. But after meeting him this time, I am so unlucky." I can choke on a sip of cold water, one incident after another has never stopped, I am not a fool, can I not doubt it?"

Mu Yin hit the nail on the head and said, "I'm vacillating, I'm indecisive."

Chu Xian said: "Nonsense! I'm just a little soft-hearted, how can I be indecisive?"

Mu Yin said: "Emperor Jiuling didn't wake you up with a slap, Chu Xian, Your Highness Longjun, if you like Yan Cijing, you should protect him and follow him, if you don't like it, follow Emperor Jiuling, what are you now, What's the use of running to me if the two sides are not in order?"

Chu Xian raised his eyes and looked at him: "What nonsense are you talking about? I told you, Mu Yin, you talk too much. Do you know what liking is? I like Ci Jing? Are you kidding me? Let me treat him as a younger brother, okay? Where are you going? The demon world?"

Mu Yin raised his eyebrows. He has a good way of seeing people. He was the one who told the truth about Emperor Jiuling and Chu Xia back then. He just felt that Chu Xian was not enlightened. He raised his voice and said, "Brother? Speaking of which, you are good enough for this brother."

Chu Xian said casually: "Not really, is it similar to Jiu Ling?"

Mu Yin recalled the time when Emperor Jiuling was distorted by Chu Xian's angry smile, and couldn't agree with this, and couldn't help but ask, "Then what do you think of Emperor Jiuling?"

"younger brother."

Mu Yin: "...Emperor Jiuling is older than you, don't take advantage of it."

Chu Xian said: "It's not important, I have nowhere to go, I'll stay with you for a few days, I'll talk about the future after I think it through."

Mu Yin said helplessly: "If I can drive you away, you can just stay here and think about it. It's just that the underworld is not as comfortable as the heavenly realm. Please bear with me. I'll clean up your bedroom."

A long time after Chu Xian left, Yan Cijing sighed slightly, turned around and returned to the demon world.

He was distracted all the way, and didn't notice that the atmosphere was not right, until he entered the dormitory, Leng Ye hurried over, and said: "Your Majesty, I was just trying to contact you, something happened, Princess Zihuan was imprisoned by the Demon King! "

The author has something to say: Barely catching up with the daily update, there is still no small theater......

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