Brother in the immortal world at large, bride in the demon world

Ye Junxi was about to walk over to have a look, but Huang Gerong's roots immediately encircled his ankles, and he was quickly pulled into the soil hole behind the tree.

Neither of them expected that the dead tree could move, and everything happened so fast that even Gong Zheyan didn't realize it. When he jumped into the hole, Ye Junxi's voice was gone.

After walking two or three steps, he saw a man in an emerald green Taoist robe tied to the cave wall by tree roots, with a disheveled face and disheveled hair, and even lost one of his boots.

Gong Zheyan cut off the rhizome to save him, the man wanted to reach out to use his strength to stabilize himself, so he quickly retreated.The man stumbled, brushed aside the rough brown hair in front of his face and looked up at him, as if he was about to say thank you.

Seeing the man's face clearly, Gong Zheyan immediately became furious. He rushed over and grabbed the man by his collar, pulled him up from the ground, and yelled at the man, "It's you again! Where is Ye Junxi?!"

The man couldn't figure it out, he pulled Gong Zheyan's wrist and backed away, hoping that he would let go, and kept talking non-stop: "My fellow Taoist, you are so unreasonable, I just saw you for the first time today." Back, where did it come from? As for Ye Junxi? It is probably the Taoist priest who was dragged in by the demon tree. Where is he? You ask me, how do I know? I am not a demon tree, even though you saved me..."

Gong Zheyan's anger was so hot that he pinched the man's neck and tightened his words step by step: "Zhong... Hai... Tang, don't play tricks with me, my patience is limited! !!"

When the man heard what Gong Zheyan said, his phoenix eyes immediately lit up. He grabbed Gong Zheyan's sleeve and asked, "I...cough cough cough...do you know my brother? Where is he?"

Gong Zheyan frowned, then touched the dust on the man's face, and found that there was no red mole at the corner of his eyes, and immediately understood what was going on.

He left the man behind and searched for a deeper place on his own, but he was followed closely.

The man kept talking in his ear: "This fellow daoist, Zhong Haitang is my twin brother, and I am his younger brother, Zhong Jieran. You just said "again", which means that you have met my brother for at least two years. Back, where is it, where? I heard that my elder brother was taken away by the Demon Lord, is this true? Or are you actually the Demon Lord..."

Zhong Jieran covered his mouth, took two steps back, then stepped up immediately, and continued: "Why don't you talk? Do demons rarely talk? Or are you not at all!!! Yes, how can demons save people?" What?? So how on earth do you know my brother? Tell me quickly, I know where your fellow Daoist Ye is!!!”

Gong Zheyan stopped suddenly. He raised his hand and tied Zhong Jieran's hands. He took the other end of the immortal rope, pulled him in front of him, and applied a little electric current to it. Where? Go!"

The long-winded Zhong Jieran shut up immediately, and silently rolled his eyes at Gong Zheyan.

After walking for a while, it was Gong Zheyan who opened his mouth first: "We were talking earlier, why didn't you say it, why did you suddenly speak?"

Zhong Jieran rubbed his wrists and coughed twice: "The sap of this demon tree has the effect of paralyzing people's nerves. Even if I can hear what you are saying, I can't open my mouth. Besides, I have long wanted to tell you that this tree is not good. With good intentions, if you really strip his soul, he will come to take away Shewu's body. But this is all right, my body is preserved, but my life is about to be lost..."

Gong Zheyan didn't have time to listen to him, so he interrupted him coldly: "You take me to find him, I won't kill you to silence you."

"But I see that you are very murderous, especially when you just strangled my neck... By the way, can you tell me some news about my brother. I have a pill to relieve paralysis, and later your Daoist Ye Useful. How? Think about it?"

Zhong Jieran slowed down and tried to get close to Gong Zheyan, but Gong Zheyan kicked him to the front. He was tied to the rope again, and he staggered two steps forward before being grabbed again, and fell again. .

Many dense roots appeared in front of his eyes, Zhong Jieran took out the Baibei Xuanhua Fan in his arms, and manipulated it to whirl a circle, smashing all those roots.The broken and damaged roots overflowed with viscous sap, which solidified and coagulated.

After that, Gong Zheyan saw Ye Junxi who was bound and unconscious.

Zhong Jieran: "Wow, your Ye Daoyou is so handsome! Silver... I've never seen such a good-looking one..."

Gong Zheyan: "The antidote!"

Zhong Jieran: "You haven't agreed to my request, I can't give it to you."

Gong Zheyan: "I won't kill you."

Zhong Jieran: "You are completely different from the savior I saw in the storybook, you are really..."

Gong Zheyan: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Zhong Jieran sighed, took out a green pill and was about to stuff it into Ye Junxi's mouth, but Gong Zheyan snatched it away.

Gong Zheyan burned the root system with fire, hugged Ye Junxi in his arms, did not feed the medicine to Ye Junxi, but swallowed it by himself: "I'll try to see if it's poisonous, and you can give me another one!"

Zhong Jieran, who was forced by him, had no choice but to take out another one, watching Gong Zheyan ponder the original one in his mouth, and then fed this one into Ye Junxi's mouth, he couldn't help saying: "This is another one!" What's the use? How can you guarantee that I'm giving you the same kind of pill? Besides, not all the poisonous pills I made will work immediately. If I wanted to kill you, you would have been poisoned to death by me. "

Gong Zheyan's face darkened, and his teeth were gnashing loudly: "Ordinary poisons can't kill me. If you dare to play tricks, I have a hundred ways to make your life worse than death!"

Gong Zheyan: "Brother Ye, how are you? Are you okay?"

He was gritting his teeth and speaking, when he saw Ye Junxi in his arms waking up faintly, his voice immediately softened, and the original deep and lingering voice became pitiful and innocent, which shocked Zhong Jieran who was beside him, and he almost suspected that there was something wrong in this person's body. two souls.

The beauty beside him coughed twice, patted Gong Zheyan's arm, and let him stand up. He lowered his head, pressed his middle finger on his temple, closed his eyes and shook his head, silver hair Shaking like satin, it slid gently along the shoulders to the chest, looking so sultry that Zhong Jieran couldn't help reaching out and wanting to hold that strand of silver hair in his palm and rub it.And the fairy rope tied in his hand has been taken away at some time.

Just as he raised his hand, Gong Zheyan grabbed his wrist.

The beauty raised her eyes, and a pair of ruby ​​eyes looked towards him.

The splash of color rushes towards him, it's simply—beautiful!

Ye Junxi asked in confusion, "Who is this?"

Gong Zheyan: "A trapped fellow Taoist."

Zhong Jieran: "My name is Zhong Jieran!"

The two opened their mouths at the same time, but they said different things.Bi Yan's voice was louder and thicker, so that he couldn't hear what Zhong Jieran's name was, but only heard the previous surname.

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Isn't the surname of Zhong the best friend of the Qingyue Sword Sect's sword cultivator who was taken away by the Mozun, brother Yue Shimei?

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