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

Ye Junxi didn't want to have anything to do with Zhong Haitang at first, but when he heard Xie Yan, he rushed out immediately, turned over the person on his shoulder and saw that it was indeed Xie Yan.

The teenager's abdomen, right chest, and left leg were all pierced with swords, and he almost became a blood man.Zhong Haitang was slightly injured compared to him.

He immediately hugged Xie Yan horizontally, waved away the barrier, and said to Zhong Haitang: "You come in too, the most important thing is to save people."

There was no time to find any pen and ink, and with the blood on the boy's body, Ye Junxi immediately wrote an urgent letter and sent it to Zhong Jieran's Long Huashan, hoping that he would come to rescue him immediately.

Zhong Haitang cleaned up and bandaged himself, but the wound on Xie Yan's side showed no sign of stopping.No matter how much he instilled with spiritual power, that piece of flesh and blood just couldn't heal.The boy's body also became colder and colder, as if he was holding the body of Junior Sister Yue that day.

What to do... Sister Le has not been rescued yet, he can't lose Xie Yan again...

Why is my medical skill so poor that I can't even heal a sword wound! ! ?

The more anxious Ye Junxi was, the more dizzy Ye Junxi became, and he didn't even see what kind of injury Xie Yan had suffered.

"Shen Xiangqing's blood-breaking and soul-breaking sword technique, you know it." Zhong Haitang took out a stack of faint blue towels from Qiankun's pocket, and handed it to Ye Junxi: "You first seal his acupoints with the method of ordinary people, Then use this to wrap up several of his wounds."

? ? ?It's Shen Xiangqing?

Ye Junxi woke up like a dream, and looked at Xie Yan's wound again. The shape of the incision was indeed only Shen Xiangqing's blood-breaking and soul-breaking swordsmanship.He hurriedly followed Zhong Haitang's method, and it really worked. Just as he was about to speak, Zhong Haitang said first: "I know, I won't notify the Demon Realm. If you don't want to marry, no one will force you. As for me Why did you save your little junior brother, passing by back to your mother’s house, Zhong Jieran and I mentioned him by your side, and I also recognized him, at that time he was stabbed in the right chest by Shen Xiangqing, and he was about to die.”

"Thank you, Senior Zhong!" Ye Junxi clasped his fists and saluted respectfully, "When I am cleared of the charge of killing Junior Sister Yue, I will go to the Qingyue Sword Sect to thank Senior Zhong for his great kindness in person."

Zhong Haitang bowed with his uninjured arm: "If you want to thank me, come to the devil world."

Ye Junxi's expression froze, and Zhong Haitang immediately burst into a "puchi" laugh: "Okay, I won't tease you. Take good care of your little brother, Ben Tangtang, let's go!"

Zhong Haitang said it very easily, but his movements with the sword were not stable. He almost fell off the sword a few times, and the spike of the sword swayed from side to side.

Comparing it with the Silver Dragon Frost Blood that summoned him, it has exactly the same pattern.

It turned out that the beautiful woman in Broken Soul Cliff Valley was played by Zhong Haitang. She was obviously only a monk at the golden core stage, and her cultivation base was lower than her own. How did she rescue her junior brother from Shen Xiangqing, who was at the transformation stage?

This really surprised him.

It's even more strange that Zhong Haitang would rescue Shen Xiangqing just because he went back to the fairyland and met Shen Xiangqing who made a move on Xie Yan?

He always felt that he had missed some key information, so he didn't care that this place was still in the mortal world, so Yu Jian chased the mountain.

Zhong Haitang, who was able to fly smoothly just now, was a little surprised to see him, standing in the air and letting the wind blow his red robe, like a red sun in the clouds.

After the two landed, Ye Junxi saluted: "I have a question to ask Senior Zhong."

Zhong Haitang raised his hands around his two strands of dragon beard and hair, and winked at him: "Ask, Beauty Ye, Ben Tangtang knows everything without saying anything~"

"Is senior still a monk at the golden core stage? I don't underestimate it, but Shen Xiangqing's cultivation is now at the middle stage of transformation, and he is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Dare I ask how senior Zhong did it?"

Ye Junxi looked at Zhong Haitang very seriously, and he had a guess in his mind.The only person who can defeat Shen Xiangqing in this world, except for Duan Zhuochen, is Mozun Gong Beiyi.If he went back to the Immortal Realm with Zhong Haitang and Gong Beiyi took the initiative, it would not be difficult to save Xie Yan.

The handsome man in red in the wind smiled lightly, raised his Feiyan sword with one hand and attacked him, the light and shadow with the golden spikes flashed in his eyes, making him unable to distinguish the essence of Zhong Haitang's swordplay for a while. Going, obviously using a lot of skill, but Yinlongshuangxue was knocked to the ground by Zhong Haitang's delicate Feiyan sword.

With a cold light on his neck, Ye Junxi looked coldly at the man holding the sword, but the man smiled like a flower: "How about Ye Meiren?"

He didn't speak, only to see Zhong Haitang put the sword back into the scabbard and changed it into a silver hairpin on his head, clapped his hands, and said seriously: "The same dragon chant wagging its tail, the high-level one is just better than the low-level one." The higher the realm, the more spiritual blessings you have. But how can you use fixed spiritual power to achieve more ingenious and powerful effects? This is the way of swordsmanship. Ordinary people also have people with sophisticated swordsmanship. The effect of shaking a big tree. Therefore, the level of a person's swordsmanship has nothing to do with his cultivation, but few people in the fairy world understand this truth."

Zhong Haitang walked around him and said: "Your master Shen Xiangqing, I have fought against him a few years ago. He is good at transforming swords into shapes. From my point of view, he has already shown his true heart of sword cultivation. The highest level of swordsmanship The realm is the unity of human and sword. If you turn the sword energy into a shape, how is it different from the magic power?"

He lowered his head and pursed his lips, and continued to ask: "Since Senior Zhong has such comprehension and talent, why didn't Senior Zhong resist one or two when the demon king and the demon king invaded the fairy world?"

Speaking of which, both the Qingyue Sword Sect and the Longyang Sword Sect are sects that take "protecting the world as their mission".He always thought that the reason why only the master stood up to resist back then was because there was no one in the Qingyue Sword Sect.

What he said had a questioning tone, but Zhong Haitang was not angry at all, instead he looked at him with one hand on his hips and tilted his head: "Why should I go? Yi Lang is my friend, why should I beat him? Wang and Yilang are fighting because of that incident, why should I wade into the muddy waters of his predecessor?"

predecessor?

Ye Junxi didn't quite understand Zhong Haitang's words, and frowned suspiciously.

Zhong Haitang in front of him shook her long hair again, twirling her orchid fingers and smoothing the broken hair behind her ears, with a bit of a smug look: "Ye Meiren, is this the first day you know me?" ? Mine just want to practice my sword, people who sleep with me, and others, what have I to do?"

After finishing speaking, she pouted at him: "It's Ben Tangtang's kindness to go back and wash the sword tassel well."

Ye Junxi bent down to pick it up, looked at the dusty Begonia Jiansui, and did not chase after it again.

It was him who was narrow-minded, Zhong Haitang did have the ability to repel Shen Xiangqing.

There are people beyond people, and mountains beyond mountains. In the past, he always looked up at his master, but he couldn't see the brilliance of others.

However, judging from what Senior Zhong said just now, it is absolutely impossible for him to save Xie Yan in a righteous way.

So, Xie Yan has a different identity as he guessed?

After returning to the north wing, Xie Yan's condition was not very good.Although the bleeding stopped, the person was still in a coma.Ye Junxi condensed the ice into his palm, and placed his cold-as-ice hand on Xie Yan's injury, and added aura to catalyze it to make the wound heal faster.

After sitting like this, it was night, Ye Junxi was already a little sleepy under the moonlight, leaning against the bed frame, he was about to fall asleep.

Suddenly, he heard the rustling sound of writing, and opened his eyes.Xie Yan's starry eyes were waiting for him, and the original black pupils turned golden.The round nose almost rubbed against his own face.

Before he could realize what was going on, the young man pinched his jaw.

"Thanks……"

The black shadow passed by, and Xie Yan kissed him brutally, his hot tongue swept across his mouth viciously, pressing against his palate, even his throat.

He was so tormented that he couldn't breathe, he could only resist with his tongue clumsily, but was entangled and chased even more desperately by the other party.

The beast, which had been dormant for a long time, slowly woke up. He desperately wanted to pour out his emotions regardless of any skills.He is the long-awaited demon in hell, and once he succeeds, he wants to pull the beauty in front of him to sink and fall with him, so that those elegant eyes are also dyed red.

The young man didn't stop after he tasted it, and his hands began to get busy, but how could Ye Junxi allow him to be so presumptuous, the wounds were bleeding when you chased me and fled.

The moon was covered by dark clouds, the night wind blew wax, and the room was pitch-black. I don't know whether it was because of the young man's strength or some other reason.Ye Junxi's robe was torn to pieces by this crazy boy, a large piece of skin was exposed to the air, and from time to time, Ye Junxi's face was already flushed by the hands of thieves he couldn't resist.

He wanted to use the ice technique to shock the unscrupulous young man in front of him, but he was worried that it would damage the young man's foundation.

But if you don't make a move...

Zhuyu was grabbed hard, and Ye Junxi couldn't bear it anymore, so he raised his leg and kicked him in the abdomen.

The boy immediately wailed in pain, and instead of kicking him off, he wrapped his arms around his neck.

Feeling the beauty's tenderness, the boy immediately moved towards her like a dog, wanting to savor it again.And Ye Junxi did this movement just to find the back of the boy's head in the dark, and knock him down with one hit.

"Boom-"

With a muffled sound, the boy passed out.

He hurriedly helped the boy up, and when he was groping for a pillow on the bed, he touched a fluffy thing, and pinched it, how could it be connected to the end of Xie Yan's spine? !

Ye Junxi hurriedly got out of bed, put the candle on, and turned to look at the bed, only Xie Yan fainted and a pile of messy bedding.

Holding his forehead, Ye Junxi felt that he was dazzled by this kid's kiss.

After tidying up the boy, Ye Junxi's heartbeat has not yet calmed down.Simply go to sit in the crouching shark pond for a while.

In the past, he liked the hot water in the pool the most, which could moisturize his whole body.But tonight was different, the hotter the water, the more irritable he felt.He was always thinking about what happened just now over and over in his mind, and he even felt that it was nothing.

After all, the more intimate things between the two of them also happened.

But he still hasn't figured out whether Xie Yan is...

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, the pool of water suddenly condensed into ice and spread towards the surrounding area. The hoarfrost covered the green grass, and it was about to freeze the fragrant lilies planted by the young man.

"Senior brother! I have dried a lot of dried lilies, and as soon as the glass fruit is ripe, I can eat the glazed lily soup made by senior brother, right?"

What Xie Yan said suddenly brought back his chaotic thoughts.

The frosty air around him gathered into his body, he took a deep breath, and decided to focus on Xie Yan's injury.

On the second day, when he was changing Xie Yan's medicine, the young man woke up slowly, stared at him and asked in a daze: "Senior brother, I...why is your mouth swollen?"