I, Long Jun, am not short!

The Suzaku grew bigger and bigger, separated from the man in red's chest, and turned into a solid body. First, it flew up into the sky and hovered for a while, but after discovering something, it flew down again, slowly turning into a small palm-sized Suzaku landed on his chest.

The little Suzaku lightly pecked at the man in red's chest, but there was no movement. It tilted its head to look, and took away the hair that covered half of the face of the man in red, revealing a gorgeous and handsome face. Even with pale complexion and closed eyes, there is a sharp indifference between the eyebrows, which makes people feel inexplicably dangerous.

It was Yan Cijing who was shot down by Mo Xunyu.

He seemed to be trapped in some kind of dream, his long eyebrows were slightly frowned, his thin red lips lost all color, his lower lip had a reddish tooth mark bitten by himself, and the maple red long coat was hung by the branches when it fell. There were a few cracks, but there was no sign of waking up at all.

Little Suzaku was very anxious, and pecked his face from time to time, leaving a few red marks, but it didn't work at all, and the person who should be drowsy was still drowsy.

Until the sky turned from dark to bright, Yan Cijing's brows frowned more and more tightly, his breathing became a little short of breath, his head tilted slightly, and Little Suzaku seized the opportunity to peck him hard on the neck.

This time it really worked, Yan Cijing opened his eyes abruptly, his breathing stopped for a moment, his eyes were blank for a moment, and then he slowly lowered his eyes to look at the vermilion bird on his chest.

"Zhu...poof." Before he could call out Suzaku's name, he had already vomited a mouthful of blood, covered his lips with his hand and coughed non-stop, the blood on his face faded completely, and he was terribly pale.

Little Suzaku flapped its wings anxiously, Yan Cijing gasped for a few breaths, touched it comfortingly, sat up on his own, tried to circulate the meridians in his body, and then said softly: "I don't have spiritual power , can’t help you maintain your human form.”

Then he sat half-sitting and didn't talk or pay attention to the bird, and the little Suzaku chirped for a while, then thought of a way, jumped to the ground and found the blood that Yan Cijing had spat out just now, and licked it a few times , and then jumped back again, the soft and sticky voice of a little boy said: "Master, how did you get out?"

Yan Cijing turned his head to look at it, not surprised at all, there was no emotion on his snow-white face, and he shook his head slowly.

Everyone around him knows that he doesn't like to talk. Suzaku was not surprised, and continued to chatter: "I remember I cultivated in your body, and then you suddenly lost your spiritual power. I was shocked. Your body The defense is too strong, I won't come out, and then I will be able to come out after sleeping. Master, why are you here?"

Yan Cijing said: "Cishu pushed me down."

Misty Valley is an evil place. Yan Cijing mobilized the spiritual power of Biluo Huangquan and the devil energy around him to strengthen the defense since he first entered, but he really didn't expect that Mo Xunyu would sneak attack, and what he didn't expect was that Mo Xunyu didn't know what to use There is a way to seal his devilish energy. Without the devilish energy, Biluohuangquan is equivalent to useless. Yan Cijing was thrown down without any resistance.

Suzaku was surprised and said: "Young man? Wow, how could it be him? Master, I tried it just now. I can't fly far if you don't have spiritual power."

Yan Cijing nodded, indicating that he understood.Suzaku is an ancient mythical beast, but the one he picked up doesn't seem to fit the description. He is so stupid that he has to call him the master. He can't transform into a human form well, and he is only five or six years old. Only with strength can he maintain Little Suzaku's human form and ability, and he usually rests in his heart lake to cultivate.

Originally he thought that the little Suzaku was just a little mascot, but there was no harm in carrying it around. Who would have thought that the ancient mythical beasts were really different, they couldn't look like them, and when they took shape, they were a big killer weapon, fighting in the ashes of fire.

It is also very useful, except that he can only exert his strength when his spiritual power is sufficient.

After falling into a coma, Yan Cijing couldn't defend himself, so he inhaled a lot of mist, which made him weak and a little confused, so he didn't plan to run around to investigate the situation. He put one hand on the ground and looked at the diffuse With one hand, he unconsciously smoothed the hair of Little Suzaku.

He was wondering why Mo Xunyu did this. Speaking of which, the relationship between him and Mo Xunyu was so good that it couldn't be better. If even Mo Xunyu would attack him for some reason, then he really didn't know if there was any other reason. Who can be trusted.

Also, Mo Xunyu said "I won't let you die", how could Mo Xunyu be sure that he would not die, would he come to save himself?Isn't this idle?

Why push him down all of a sudden, what is he going to do to the demon world?So why is that, as long as he says a word, Yan Cijing will help him with anything that is not too much, and Mo Xunyu has never made any excessive demands on him.

Yan Cijing squinted his eyes and thought of what happened in the demon world recently, and thought of the demon clan behind the demon king. Of course he would not think that it was Mo Xunyu's person, and Mo Xunyu pushed him down definitely not because of the demon Wang, Leng Ye, Leng Lin and Leng Mei are all there, Bi Luo and Huang Quan are also supporting, even if there is no Yan Cijing in charge, Zi Huan is still there.

What is that for?

Yan Cijing suddenly had an unrealistic idea. Could it be because the demon world is no longer safe, and Mo Xunyu made such a bad plan?

After a while, Yan Cijing shook his head again, it didn't make sense, if that was the case, then anything would be better than knocking him down the Misty Valley, Mo Xunyu wouldn't be so stupid, so what is it for?

Suzaku was jumping around, and suddenly said: "Master, I suddenly remembered something."

Yan Cijing looked at it, Suzaku said: "Do you think you are missing something?"

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Chu Xian: "Are you having a fever?"

Mo Xunyu shrugged: "I don't, Brother Chu, I'm serious. Be my master."

His Highness Long Jun was shocked by his request and fell silent for a while, just when Mo Xunyu thought he was thinking about it, Chu Xian raised his head and said, "You really don't need to let the doctor see it?"

Mo Xunyu: "..."

Chu Xian continued: "It's normal to talk nonsense when you have a fever, and it's also normal to do some unthinkable things. Don't worry, I understand, and I don't care about you."

The translation of this sentence according to Chu Xian's psychology is that although you are sick, His Highness is magnanimous and does not have the same knowledge as patients.

Mo Xunyu was silent for a moment, then raised his hand slightly, and four black demonic energy extended from the four corners of the inner room. Chu Xian felt that something was wrong, and after a few steps, he was entangled in his wrists and ankles.

He frowned to look at Mo Xunyu, and said with a sneer, "Why, are you afraid that I might escape?"

Mo Xunyu tilted his head and smiled at him cutely and harmlessly. He clenched his hand lightly, and Chu Xian felt a prickling pain in his wrist and ankle. Blood oozes.

When the devilish energy tightened, a circle of small thorns formed, tightly clasped around Chu Xian's limbs, piercing his skin, and the sharp pain was a bit unbearable.Fortunately, Chu Xian was in more pain and felt that he could bear it.

Not long after, his hands were covered with blood, dripping down from his fingertips, and even the hem of his clothes was covered with a layer of blood, which was pierced by the devil energy imprisoned on the skin of his ankles.

Chu Xian's complexion, which had no blood in it, turned even paler, but his expression didn't change a bit, not to mention a look of pain, there was no emotion at all on his face, it was plain and outrageous.

Mo Xunyu blinked at him: "I'm not afraid that Brother Chu will run away, but I just want to let Brother Chu know what to say and what not to say."

Chu Xian bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and his temples were drenched in cold sweat. He didn't care about the increasing blood flow and the painful wound on his back, and even smiled: "Why, Your Highness still has to thank you?"

He has an arrogance that is fatal to Yan Cijing, but Mo Xunyu is not Yan Cijing, he will not take it seriously, and even dislikes Chu Xian's arrogance.

Probably because this arrogance does not belong to his master. What Chu Xian resembles his master is his soft heart and kindness.

Mo Xunyu kept laughing, and said with crooked eyebrows: "Brother Chu, why should you be so polite to me. But don't worry, Brother Chu, I won't do anything to you, don't worry."

Chu Xian raised his hand and shook his bloody hand at him. Before he could speak, Mo Xunyu said: "Of course, the premise is that Brother Chu is more sensible."

"..."

I understand your sister. I understand.Chu Xian cursed inwardly with a blank face, tried it, the devilish energy only imprisoned him, but did not restrict his actions, so he turned around and sat in front of the desk by the window, with his back to Mo Xunyu before he dared to be silent Taking a deep breath, he said silently: "It hurts to death!"

Probably venting a bit, Chu Xian calmed down and said, "I don't understand what you are doing this for."

Mo Xunyu raised his eyebrows, and said as a matter of course: "In order to let you be my master."

Chu Xian: "Don't think about it, it's impossible. But I still don't understand."

Mo Xunyu said: "Brother Chu, just ask."

Chu Xian ignored him, and analyzed on his own: "You don't need to go to such great lengths to use Cishu to deceive me. If you had such an idea very early, then you have many chances to do it. Now it is absolutely impossible. It’s not a good time. If you had a whim, it would be even more wrong. Why did you tie me here on a whim? Do I look like your master? Take a step back, even if it looks like a certain aspect, how did you suddenly Thinking of asking me to be your master? You don’t want him anymore? You have a better way to pay me, even if you send me to Misty Valley, then why did you attack Ci Jing?”

He turned his body slightly, tilted his head to look at Mo Xunyu, and continued: "You said, neither he nor I will die, so you knocked him down the misty valley, and waited for him to crawl out alive and settle accounts with you?" ?Why do you find things for yourself like this?

"And, what is my identity, Mo Xunyu, if I disappear for a long time, do you know what will happen? As long as I am alive, someone will find me, so what should you do? You think you have lived too long ?"

Mo Xunyu nodded in agreement: "Brother Chu is right, but so what, Cici, I can find reasons to fool him at will, he actually believes in me, even if he is extremely disappointed in me then , nine out of ten will not touch me.

"As for Brother Chu, do you say so much to let me let you go obediently? How is it possible? I have done everything and committed crimes. If I let you go at this time, will you let me go, Brother Chu? Don’t you know how much you hold grudges? If someone comes, I didn’t think about it to be honest, so let’s take a step and see, anyway, there must be a way before the car reaches the mountain.”

Chu Xian poured cold water on him: "The boat will naturally sink when it reaches the bridge."

Mo Xunyu sighed lightly: "Brother Chu, you forgot what you shouldn't say."

The little thorns that were imprisoning Chu Xian suddenly withdrew, Chu Xian raised his eyebrows, and just about to be surprised for a while, he was sucked by a strong force, and then he was grabbed by the neck.

Mo Xunyu mercilessly squeezed the seemingly extremely fragile neck, and secretly exerted force with his subordinates, and was satisfied to see Chu Xian's frowning brows and his ugly face, which he tried his best not to show others a joke.

The four demonic energy that originally did not restrict his movements tightly held his limbs at this moment. Chu Xian felt that the air in his body was squeezed out completely, and he couldn't breathe at all, and the tears in his eyes were about to be forced out , he blinked with difficulty, and blinked back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes.

It's been a long time since I haven't seen her rosy face, her face is flushed, and she feels uncomfortable looking at her, her lips are purple and cold, and the cold sweat on her temples and forehead is pouring out layer by layer, passing across her delicate face. Forced to stop Chu Xian's consciousness, his head was heavy, dizzy and painful, as if his head that had been raised all the time was about to hang down in the next moment.

Am I dying?Chu Xian thought.

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