snake curse

He lowered his head slightly, and asked in a deep voice: "The Taoist priest didn't seem too surprised when he saw Bai today."

Yin Nie replied: "There are some things that I know will not end like this, so I am prepared in my heart. What's more, when I arrived in Wuzhou, you have stayed here for decades, although your appearance has changed. , but Pindao will not mistake you."

The space in front suddenly opened up. Looking from a distance, there was still a dozen or so steps away before you could reach a stone chamber. You could faintly see a bright fire coming out of it, mixed with bursts of heat, and a scent of medicinal herbs. float over.

Bai Changong frowned slightly, it seems that after all these years, Yin Nie still did not give up his previous plan, he wanted to refine the elixir with elixir, help him break through the barrier, and fulfill his wish to ascend to immortality.

When he was about to reach the entrance of the stone chamber, Bai Changong stopped abruptly, and looked away from Yin Nie: "Since we are almost there, I won't bother the Taoist priest to lead the way," he said, his expression froze suddenly, and his right hand trembled slightly , the white scale sword slipped out of the sleeve with a flash of cold light, "Just solve it here!" As he said, he quickly stabbed Yin Nie's back with the sword.

Yin Nie, who was unprepared at first, suddenly turned around, and the whisk in his arms was like a spirit snake, and instantly strangled the sword of Baichan Palace: "The poor Taoist knows that you are here for Ren Piping and Xiao Shishu, and Xiao Shishu can give you You, it's a pity that Pindao can't give you the human skin screen, and you..." Yin Nie suddenly lowered his eyes, "I don't even want to leave!"

Bai Changong raised the corner of his mouth: "Then it depends on whether you have the ability." After speaking, he shook off the tail of the sword and started fighting with Yin Nie.

The fight between the two was as fast as a gust of wind, shaped like lightning, hard to distinguish with the naked eye, they broke into Yin Nie's stone room from a narrow tunnel, and each figure changed hundreds of times.

In the stone room, next to the huge alchemy furnace that was slowly emitting green smoke, Xiao Shishu was lying unconscious, leaning against the stone wall was the human Pi Meiping who made Wuzhou city gossip frequently.

Looking at the two people whose bodies are changing, occasionally, like Taijiquan, they move by one move at a time, making people see clearly every move, every style, and every magic spell. In fact, the light and shadow Among them, there has been a contest of thousands of tricks.

Qian Xiao'er said that the cultivation level of the White Toad Palace is not low, but it is only trapped by the body of the snake, and it can fight thousands of times with Yin Nie, who has practiced for thousands of years.If he was still the Mu Changgong back then, how could his cultivation base and Taoism be as he is now.

Yin Nie soon felt that the White Toad Palace today is not as weak as he imagined, and even has the tendency to overpower. People in the middle school, such qualifications are rare in a hundred years, and they are born to cultivate immortals!" He said, with a hint of jealousy in his tone, "Souls trapped in snakes can achieve such achievements. If I hadn't died back then, I'm afraid I've already become an immortal...Mu Changgong, what are you still doing with the dragon ball, it's better to become a poor Taoist!"

Bai Changong laughed, and the white-scaled sword stabbed at Yin Nie's empty door with a stroke: "How can the Dragon Ball give you such a pious beast, Yin Nie, the destiny is hard to break, you are destined not to become a fairy in this life!"

In an instant, Yin Nie's gaze became ferocious and tyrannical, his face full of ferocity, like a ghost, he was most jealous of others' gossip, saying that he could not become immortal, Bai Changong's words really stepped on his painful feet.

"Show your tongue quickly, let me see if you still have the Qingniu Cave Mansion where you were born out of Pindao! If you don't hand over the dragon ball, Pindao will refine the dragon ball out of your body!" After saying that, he mobilized ten levels of skill to attack with all his strength. White Toad Palace.

The White Chan Palace no longer took it lightly, and fought with all its strength. During the fight, it even resorted to the two magic weapons Qian Xiaoer gave him——

Evocation Umbrella and Line of Life and Death.

After some fighting, although Baichan Palace still lost to Yin Nie with profound morality and suffered some minor injuries, but Yin Nie was completely helpless against him. After such a long time, Yin Nie was completely enraged and made Yin Nie captured Bai Changong even more regardless of the consequences.

It is also because of Yin Nie's self-disruption that Baichan Palace suddenly used a blindfold, just like the blindfold that deceived Hesang to "Yizhuang" and led Yin Nie to one side, while his real body instantly changed to the other side, grabbing the corner with one hand Xiao Shishu, who was unconscious inside, lifted himself up and flew outside.

"Mu Changgong—!" Yin Nie's furious voice resounded through the cave.

"Sometimes there must be something in your life, and there is no time in your life. Don't force it. Daoist, I will take the person away, and leave the screen to you."

……

In the past few days, people from the Xiao Mansion and the government have searched for Xiao Shishu for several days, but they could not find any whereabouts. The red-clothed ghost was killed.

However, that night, when a servant passed by Xiao Shishu's room, he saw the door was wide open. The servant went in curiously and saw his young master, who had been missing for many days, lying motionless on the bed, his face flushed, and his whole body scalded. Like the stove, it was obviously burning badly.

Immediately, Xiao's mansion boiled up overnight, which quickly alerted the government.

……

The White Chan Palace was exhausted and walked towards the Jialan Temple. He almost lost the strength to put the White Scale Sword back into his sleeve. He rested in the mass grave for a long time. Not to be disturbed by the lonely ghosts in the cemetery, after recovering some strength, he left the mass grave under the worried eyes of the goblin mother-in-law.

The bright moonlight spread on the mountain road, and the gloomy owls and wolves howled one after another.

Baichangong was thinking about one thing. In Qingniu Cave Mansion, Yin Nie seemed to recognize everything, but he kept avoiding the important ones, asked him why he stole the human skin screen, and never gave a definite answer from the beginning to the end.

Bai Changong thought, why does he care so much about Piping... and who exactly is Gu Linniang...

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No.30 three times

After leaving "Yizhuang", within a few days, Baichan Palace saw an old friend, but when He Sang returned to Jialan Temple, he closed the door and didn't go anywhere.

"I'm exhausted... my hands are so itchy!!" Mu Yu collapsed on the table, beating the table with both hands, "I want to gamble, I want to gamble!"

"Still wanting to gamble," said Guan Xing, who was lying on the bed, with scantily clad clothes and a flamboyant body. Occasionally, he rolled over in boredom, raised his long white legs, and swayed them like an urchin. "Who?" I told you to renovate the temple when you are full, now it’s over, you have attracted so many mortals, you must have offended our master, you deserve it!”

Mu Yu suddenly jumped up, pointed at Brother Guan Xing's nose and said, "Which onion is your master! Let me tell you, my master is a god..." When he was talking about Xing, he realized that he had gone too far and choked. She concealed herself and sat down again, "...Anyway, my master is much bigger than your ghost master..."

Brother Guan Xing rolled his eyes: "Hmph, it's not just because of his identity that he was deceived, I didn't see how special he is, but you demons and ghosts are very active, and swarmed on him like mosquitoes seeing blood. Tch, a little No bones."

Muyu gritted his teeth, and suddenly smiled and said, "Yeah, we are not as powerful as you. You have a woman's face, and you are more coquettish than the top card in the brothel. You sell your ass even if you are a ghost, and you are not afraid of reincarnation in the next life. Thousands of people stabbed! In the final analysis, it is just one word, cheap!"

Brother Guan Xing's complexion changed suddenly, and his delicate little face immediately turned ferocious. He turned over and sat up on the bed, stared at Mu Yu viciously, and said sharply, "What are you talking about! Who are you calling cheap!"

Mu Yu raised his chin, glanced at Brother Guan Xing, and glanced to the other side with a smile: "I'll say whoever strikes up the conversation!"

"You..." Brother Wan Xing made a gesture to rush forward.

"Okay, stop arguing!" The female ghost in white standing by the window interrupted the two of them, and walked towards them while talking, "What time is it, you still have the mind to fight. The temple suddenly If it becomes like this, even if you are not afraid, but the scholar is a living person, why don't you think about it? The fifth son doesn't care about anything now, if the herring spirit does something again, how long do you think we can live?"

Brother Guan Xing looked at Su Xiaoci, his throat rolled, his face was cloudy and uncertain, he looked at Su Xiaoci's eyes full of water and worry, pointed at the wooden fish for a long time, and finally held back with his hands: "I don't care about you! "

"Hmph." Muyu raised her head and ignored him.

In fact, it's not surprising that Mu Yu said it too much. Although Brother Guan Xing is a man, his stature and posture are not like ordinary men. Comparing with Su Xiaoci at the side, she is quite brighter and more beautiful than Su Xiaoci.

When the Jialan Temple first changed, the scholar originally met Su Xiaoci who escaped from the mutated temple in a panic, but as soon as he approached Su Xiaoci, a ray of light flashed from his body, and inexplicably bounced Su Xiaoci out. It was in the attic next to the pagoda. Suddenly a beautiful woman in red flew out, narrowly following Su Xiaoci, so that Su Xiaoci did not bump into the stone lantern.

At that time when I saw Brother Guan Xing for the first time, I saw him with red lips and white teeth, gorgeous clothes, half of his clear and flexible shoulders exposed, and a pair of jade white feet, although he was only about half a head taller than Su Xiaoci, Chu Ningsheng thought it was Su Xiaoci at first glance sister, a poem suddenly came to mind——

Vermilion lips and bright teeth smile tenderly, Luo Yiyu bites the red silk.

I couldn't help it, and almost didn't read it out.

Later, when Brother Guan Xing asked Su Xiaoci if there was anything wrong, the scholar was stunned by that voice. He recalled the time when he first met the White Toad Palace, and he couldn't help thinking to himself, how could he be such a beautiful man...

He led the two of them back to the monk's house for temporary shelter, so they, oh, no, it was two people and two ghosts. Before He Sang came back, they lived together in the monk's house that was not affected by the yin energy of the pagoda. We lived in peace and harmony for a few days.

Xiaoshan Shenmuyu is probably used to He Sang, and has always been used to domineering, when looking at the two ghosts, Brother Guan Xing and Su Xiaoci, he often made sarcastic remarks.Of course, Brother Guan Xing's mouth is also a bit unforgiving, so naturally he refuses to suffer. The two of them have been arguing a lot these past few days, which has almost become a common occurrence.

However, at that time Chu Ningsheng didn't know that Brother Guan Xing and Su Xiaoci were ghosts, and neither of them wanted to get close to him, they were like gods of avoiding the plague, and asked Chu Ningsheng to stay away from them.At first Chu Ningsheng was depressed all night, thinking that he was hated by the two of them, so he sneaked a few glances at Su Xiaoci a little sadly.

Later, one night, Su Xiaoci really couldn't see that the scholar was so depressed, he was absent-minded in his studies, and he was careless in his work, so he told Chu Ningsheng the fact that she and Brother Guan Xing were ghosts, and told Chu Ningsheng that the reason for keeping a distance from him was because The three yang fires on his body were too strong, and their ghosts couldn't get close to him, otherwise, their vitality would be seriously injured, and their souls would be scattered.

After Chu Ningsheng heard it, he was so frightened that he ran back to the room with a pale complexion, and wrapped himself in a quilt overnight.

He couldn't imagine that the two people he saved would be dirty things, and he couldn't even imagine that a weak woman like Su Xiaoci would be a female ghost, so he ran to tell Muyu what was on his mind, but Muyu seemed to know it beforehand, and immediately said something. He got out.

Later, he thought for a long time alone, and finally realized that, after all, in this world, people are much scarier than ghosts.

"Hey, scholar, do you want to gamble? Let's have two?" Mu Yu yelled at Chu Ningsheng not long after the silence.

At this time, Chu Ningsheng was curled up in a corner wrapped in a quilt, his lips were pale, his whole body was shaking, and he looked delirious.

At first, she didn't notice him, but Muyu was taken aback when she saw him now: "Hey, smelly scholar, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Chu Ningsheng looking like he was about to die, Su Xiaoci cried out inwardly, and was about to get close to Chu Ningsheng when he raised his foot, but suddenly remembered the fire on his body, stopped immediately, and asked worriedly: "Ningsheng, are you better?" Is it gone?"

Brother Guan Xing also almost lost his breath at this moment. Hearing Su Xiaoci's voice, he raised his eyes to look at Chu Ningsheng, and said calmly: "I'm afraid the wind and cold have worsened again. This temple is a hundred times heavier than before. I don't know what to do if I douse my body with cold water, and the evil wind enters my body, if I don't have a fever, I will burn him to death."

Muyu walked up to the scholar and squatted down, raised the back of his hand to wipe his forehead, and immediately shouted: "It's so hot!"

"Ning Sheng's condition worsened?" Su Xiaoci asked impatiently.

Muyu was silent for a while, Xiaosheng murmured: "Scholar will be burned like this...won't he be burned stupid?" Looking back at everyone.

After all, Chu Ningsheng is not like them. They are either gods or ghosts. They have rough skin and thick flesh. The wound will heal slowly after the bleeding stops. People who study are very weak. Chu Ningsheng has this disease and has no medicine to take.

"I'll help him to the bed," Muyu said, then turned to point at Brother Guan Xing, "get off the bed and stay away from him, don't get bounced away again."

It's rare that Brother Guan Xing actually pointed fingers at Muyu without any complaints. He got off the bed, stood beside Su Xiaoci, and watched Muyu help Chu Ningsheng to the bed alone.

"What should I do now...how about you go and don't stay here anymore." Su Xiaoci was burning with anxiety, her eyes were slightly watery.

Brother Guan Xing pressed her shoulder and comforted her: "Don't worry, the scholar is auspicious, and we won't kill ourselves if we die, don't worry."

Looking at Chu Ningsheng, who was breathing weakly, Mu Yu murmured: "...that's true, his life is hard, and he will be fine if he doesn't take medicine... Master doesn't want to leave, I have to wait for the White Toad Palace, and I won't leave either."

Hearing this, Guan Xing rolled his eyes, and said sarcastically: "Chu Ningsheng is always a scholar who will collapse in the wind, do you still expect him to be a god? If you are sick, you have to take medicine. If your brain burns out, don't worry about it." Speaking of taking the exam, whether you can survive is a question."

Muyu was silent, although he hated the scholar, but after the anger of losing the bet subsided, he didn't want to kill him so much.

After a long time, the atmosphere became more and more heavy, Brother Guan Xing suddenly pondered and said: "Actually... it's not impossible."

Su Xiaoci immediately grabbed his hand and asked, "What can I do? Brother Xing, what can you do to save Ning Sheng!"

Brother Guan Xing's body trembled slightly, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "Isn't there a son of the god clan here, as long as he is willing to take the scholar to see the doctor, he will be fine." Leaving, he and Su Xiaoci are both ghosts, and they are controlled by the herring essence, so they cannot leave the Jialan Temple. Now that the scholar is burned like this, it is even more impossible to leave by himself.

"No way!" Mu Yu immediately refused sharply, she couldn't offend the son of God Realm just because of a scholar.Otherwise, not only may not be able to save the scholar, but it will harm him.

Brother Guan Xing glanced at Mu Yu, and said expressionlessly: "Then... we can only resign ourselves to fate."

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No.30 four times

"come in."

Mu Yu stood in front of the door and walked for a while, when he suddenly heard He Sang's voice calling him into the room.

"What's the matter, what's wrong with you?" He Sang stood in front of the window, slowly shaking the folding fan in his hand, the cold moonlight poured down from the window, and He Sang's clear-cut face was smudged with an elegant halo. .

The small mutton fat jade plaque hanging from the tail of the fan was gone, and Muyu was surprised for a while before, but he didn't dare to ask about the five sons of the Black Emperor, so he was just secretly surprised.

"Master, the scholar's condition has worsened," Mu Yu said to He Sang, "Should we go back to the city first?"

He Sang glanced at him indifferently: "I'm not a doctor, why are you telling me these things? Just go out and find a doctor to treat him."

Hearing this, Muyu stammered: "Master, if you don't leave, Muyu won't leave either... I don't know the scholar well, and his life and death have nothing to do with me."

He Sang turned around, walked to the table, opened his clothes and sat down: "Since it has nothing to do with you, why are you here to tell me?"

Mu Yu rolled his eyes, poured a glass of water and handed it to He Sang respectfully, and said with a smile: "Master, since you came back to the temple, you have been locked away, and the White Toad Palace hasn't come back yet, and you haven't gone out for a long time. Why don't we go to the city tomorrow for fun?"

"It's troublesome." He Sang glanced at him sideways and took a sip of the water in his glass. "Don't worry, the scholar will be fine. The person I'm waiting for will be back soon."

Muyu was curious, but he didn't dare to ask further questions, he just said: "But the scholar's fever is really bad, I'm afraid I won't wait until then..."

He Sang put down the water glass, got up and stood up: "Didn't you hate the scholar very much before? Why do you care about him so much now?" He looked at Muyu with a slightly embarrassed expression, and before he could answer, he suddenly raised his hand and bit his index finger, pointing towards the water glass A drop of blood dripped from his mouth, and he raised his chin to signal the stunned Muyu, "Give it to him to drink, he should be fine tomorrow morning."

"Master...Master..." Muyu stared blankly at the clear water soaked in a drop of bright red blood, "You...you actually..."

"Didn't you say that you were about to die, and you wanted me to save him? Fortunately, I was only chained and lost my divine power. This blood is also a good medicine for mortals." He Sang sucked the wound on his fingertips , Unfolding the folding fan and shaking it again, he walked slowly to the window and looked outside.

Muyu picked up the water glass in fear, and looked at the blood drop in the glass, like ink, fainted and fell in the clear water, stared at it for a moment, raised his head and stared at He Sang's side face in disbelief .

The blood essence of the gods is an excellent nourishing holy product for any person or demon who wants to cultivate into a fairy, and even some Taoist priests who are eager for success will pay attention to some small gods and put their souls The flesh and blood are refined into elixir, and taken to become immortals.

He Sang is the fifth son of the Black Emperor, and his divine power is limitless. Now that his divine bones are locked, if he is marked by these demons, he may be in danger.

Mu Yu never thought that He Sang would bleed for a mortal.

However, because of this, Muyu suddenly remembered something, and his worry about He Sang became somewhat less inexplicably.

Muyu itself is just a small mountain god. In the mountain area under his jurisdiction, he had encountered this kind of Taoist cultivating obsessive demons. If he hadn't been rescued by He Sang at that time, he might have been refined into an elixir long ago.

This is also one of the reasons why he worked so hard to follow He Sang, because He Sang was his savior.

Speaking of which, He Sang at that time had no supernatural power, but he was able to abolish the magic power of that idiot Taoist. Muyu still doesn't know how He Sang did it.

Now He Sang just donated a drop of blood to save Chu Ningsheng, Mu Yu didn't know whether it was good or bad, and struggled for a long time in his heart, not knowing whether the drop of blood was for the scholar or not.

"What are you still standing here for? Are you planning to bring the water over after the book is sick and dead?" Seeing Muyu holding the water glass in a daze and motionless, He Sang opened his mouth to recall his wandering thoughts.

"Ah! I'll go back right away!" Muyu came back to his senses, and went out with a water glass.

Forget it, the master is not afraid, and nothing will happen.

……

When Bai Changong returned to Jialan Temple, it was already late at night. He had just walked to the mountain gate, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. Regardless of his tired body, Baichan Palace quickened his pace and walked into Jialan Temple.

"How could this be..." When he saw the scene in front of him, he murmured in surprise.

The Daxiong Palace collapsed.

The Temple of Heavenly King Buddha in the back is also filled with ghostly aura.

He flew up and quickly flew in the direction of Da Duo Pagoda.

In less than a moment, the man stood in front of the pagoda. After seeing the appearance of the pagoda, Bai Changong's expression suddenly became more ugly. He took a few steps forward and almost couldn't help approaching the pagoda.

Around Da Duo Pagoda, there is a cloud of yin energy like a turbulent river, straight up to the sky, the black breath with a suppressed purple light, like a galloping horse sweeping across the sky, almost covering the cold and bright moon.

However, after a few days of not returning, such a big change happened in Jialan Temple. What happened during this period?

"I thought it would take a few more days for you to come back." A slightly deep voice suddenly sounded behind the White Toad Palace.

Looking back, Baichan Palace saw the person coming, and called out in a low voice: "Fifth Young Master."

"Where have you been these past few days?" He Sang persisted in folding his fan, and walked slowly towards the White Toad Palace step by step. Under the moonlight that was obscured by the dark energy, the face of the White Toad Palace could not be seen for a long time. "It turns out that the injury is all healed. I thought you were nailed to death in Yizhuang before, but I didn't expect you to leave soon, and Shi Shi came back only now."

Bai Changong raised his lips and smiled: "It's just covering up the indecent appearance, and it will take a few days for the inside to fully recover."

When He Sang heard this, he nodded thoughtfully: "Appearance...that's right, Toad Palace won't care if there is one more scar on his face or one less scar, let alone others' sympathy for him."

He Sang's tone of voice was a bit eccentric, as if he was asking for warmth, but also seemed to be sarcasm, Bai Changong couldn't help avoiding his gaze, and put aside the topic: "Fifth Young Master, what happened to Jialan Temple, why did it become like this?"

He Sang raised the corner of his mouth, paused beside the White Toad Palace, and looked up at the towering pagoda in front of him: "The fierce ghost in the attic said that it was because the people who heard the news disturbed the tranquility of the monsters in the tower, so they sent the monsters just The temple has been repaired recently, and it looks like this." He said, and suddenly turned his head to look at the White Toad Palace, "Toad Palace, what kind of monsters and ghosts live in this pagoda? It can turn the world upside down."

Bai Changong's expression was slightly gloomy, and a cold light flashed across his smoky eyes. After a moment, he said calmly: "The ghost in the attic refers to Brother Guan Xing? So, he is with you now." Paused Next, he continued, "Actually, the monster controlling him is a herring spirit with a lot of skill. I have stayed here for many years just to subdue him and to complete my merits and virtues."

He Sang smiled, lowered his head suddenly, rubbed his thin lips against Bai Changong's ear temples and asked, "Consummation?" Thin broken hair behind the ear, "Do you want to be a human or a demon?"

There was a sudden pause, Bai Changong didn't avoid He Sang's intimate gesture, but fell silent.

After a long while, he seemed to be sighing and said lightly: "It seems that Fifth Young Master knows something."

He Sang snorted lightly, raised his head to separate the two people from the imaginative distance, and his deep voice seemed to be immersed in delicate and soft wine, with a hint of drunkenness: "There are so many beauties in the world. Whether it’s true or not, I’ve always thought that I wouldn’t be mistaken, but… Toad Palace, you are an exception, the first and only one who made me mistaken.”

Bai Changong asked: "Did Qian Xiao'er tell Fifth Young Master?"

He Sang smiled: "I paid a very high price for him to tell you about your origins. Didn't you notice that the suet jade plaque on the tail of my fan is gone?"

Bai Changong glanced at the folding fan in Hesang's hand, it was indeed empty.

"At first, he tried every means to evade, and refused to reveal your background and details. I asked Muyu to investigate you, but the few nights at Lanshuixie made me realize that your identity is not as simple as Muyu said." He Sang turned his head and looked at the spooky Daduo Pagoda in front of him, "Qian Xiao'er asked me to exchange the mutton fat jade plate before he would reveal your details, and I agreed. However, although he did say Some truths and deeper questions that surprised me, but they stopped answering me, and insisted on talking to me, saying that it was not just as simple as your details, and swallowed my jade card for nothing."

Bai Changong said expressionlessly: "It turns out that although the fifth young master took good care of Bai in the past few nights, he was not fascinated on the surface. In such a beautiful moment, he could still think that Bai's background is not simple. , and after Bai left, he asked Boss Qian," he sighed softly, "Boss Qian and Bai thought that the fifth son was too obsessed with this appearance, but now it seems that we are overwhelmed. I really have to make Bai admire the fifth young master's incomprehensible thoughts."

He Sang's eyes flickered, his face darkened for a moment, and the next moment, he suddenly laughed, pinched Bai Changong's cheek, and mentioned it in front of him with a gloomy expression: "I think we need to have a good talk."

The four eyes meet, there is only a thin layer of distance between the two, the breathing is mixed, the lips and teeth seem to be together, ambiguous, but there is a deep and depressing breath.

Bai Changong frowned slightly, and there was no panic in his clear and dark eyes. The cold moonlight shone on his flawless and fair skin, and his slightly bright red lips were as full as pearls, which seemed to imply that others would pick them.

He raised his hand, pushed He Sang's fingers away calmly, and when his cheeks were out of control, he smiled lightly at He Sang and said, "Okay, let's go to the room to talk in detail."

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No.30 five times

A dark cloud covered the bright moon, and the cold moonlight shining on the ground seemed to be taken back by the heavens. The originally gloomy Jialan Temple became even darker.

Bai Changong pushed open the door, walked in slowly, raised his hand and flicked his fingers at the table, a dim yellow light rose in the room immediately, and a faint flame flickered on the oil lamp.

"Fifth Young Master, please come in." He said to the people outside the door.

He Sang, who was following behind him, stepped into the room, his gaze stayed on the calm and composed face of Baichan Palace for a long time, and after a while, he turned around, closed the door, and put the bolt on it.

Bai Changong noticed his movement, and his deep eyes paused slightly.

He withdrew his gaze, raised the corner of his mouth suddenly, and asked calmly: "I don't know what Boss Qian told Fifth Young Master."

He Sang turned to look at Baichan Palace, did not answer, just stared at him wholeheartedly, without blinking his deep eyes.He raised his feet, and walked slowly and heavily towards the White Toad Palace step by step.

Bai Changong felt oppressed, and the lights on the table seemed to flicker accordingly.

"He told me that you are the disciple of Immortal Changsheng of Xuanzong of Tianzhu." He Sang suddenly embraced Bai Changong's flexible and slender waist, and pressed against himself tightly, "You are human, but your physical body has been destroyed. This picture is so beautiful. Fang Wu's face is not yours." He raised his hand and caressed Bai Changong's cheek, his eyes seemed to have broken stars, and with a touch of deep fascination, he lingered on for a while.

Without waiting for Bai Changong's answer, the other hand slowly moved down along the beautiful curve of Bai Changong's spine, stopped at his waist, and drew a circle if there was nothing there.

Bai Changong pulled out a hand, and pressed the restless hand back, he and He Sang with deep eyes looked at each other without any confusion.

"Fifth Young Master, do you like this appearance very much?" He asked.

He Sang gave a strange and deep laugh, and he pressed the White Toad Palace closer to himself, and the scorching breath, with the unique taste of lust, sprayed on the face of the White Toad Palace, hitting the slender, cicada-like wings of the White Toad Palace. His eyelashes trembled slightly: "What do you think?" He asked back.

"So, can the fifth son still eat it?" Bai Changong asked Xu Sheng, his air was like a orchid, and suddenly he slightly bent one leg, rubbed his knee against He Sang's lower body soundlessly, and stretched out another slender The light-white fingers brushed He Sang's protruding Adam's apple, hooked into the hem of his clothes, and gently scratched the skin under He Sang's clothes.

He Sang's eyes suddenly sank a little, he pushed him away, and sat down at the table with a cold face: "I'm very surprised, people, would be as promiscuous as you? It's really in your bones, you're stuck. A monster snake..."

Bai Changong smiled: "It seems that Fifth Young Master is not interested anymore. Then, Fifth Young Master, please come back?"

Raising his head, He Sang raised the corners of his lips and looked at him with a smile: "I won't touch you, but this appearance deceives me so much, I think, I shouldn't let you be too satisfied?"

Bai Changong lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "You are welcome." Looking up at the window, he said, "I don't think Fifth Young Master has anything else to do, it's already very late now, why don't Fifth Young Master go to rest first?"

He Sang grabbed his arm: "Don't worry, I still have something to say."

Bai Changong stood still and looked at him: "Fifth Young Master, what else do you want to ask?"

He Sang smiled, stood up, raised the back of his hand to caress Bai Changong's cheek, and asked, "Where is Qingzhao?" His eyes were like sinking water, making it hard to breathe, "What is your relationship with him. "

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

After a while, Bai Changong brushed his hand away, raised his lips and said with a smile: "Boss Qian also told Fifth Young Master?" Regarding Qing Zhao, few people in this world probably remember it now.

He Sang smiled and did not answer.

Bai Changong then said: "So, he must tell you that I do have the incense of dragon fruit on my body, and it is for Qingzhao to nourish the incense. When nailing the soul, I used the fragrance of magnolia to get rid of the incense of dragon fruit. "

He Sang nodded, indicating that what he said was right.

Bai Changong turned around and turned his back to He Sang: "I have nothing to do with Qing Zhao," he tilted his head slightly, "He is just the son of an old friend, but unfortunately, he is already dead."

He Sang was silent for a while, finally nodded, and replied with a smile: "Okay, then I won't bother you." He left the room of the White Toad Palace.

On the way back to the house, He Sang recalled bit by bit who Qing Zhao he remembered was.

As far as He Sang knows, Qing Zhao is the only son of Qinglong King Qingshang, and his biological mother is the "Xiang Gu" dragon girl of the White Dragon Clan, White Dragon Girl.

Not to mention why the "fragrance Gu" dragon girl who is destined to live for incense can get married and have children, the birth of Qingzhao is quite intriguing.

According to the rumors, on the day of giving birth, Bai Longnv closed her eyes and left before she could cry because she was weak and her loss was not compensated.

Therefore, Qing Zhao was not born from a dragon egg, but like a mortal child, when it was born from the belly of the White Dragon Girl, it looked like a baby.

Because of this, countless people once speculated that the Green Dragon King wore a green hat on his head, and the so-called "fragrance Gu" dragon girl of the White Dragon Clan was just a stealing cat who couldn't stand loneliness.

However, no matter how the gossip and rumors play tricks, instigate right and wrong, or even make serious remarks, Qinglong Wang Qingshang still loves his son very much, almost to the point of cutting flesh and feeding blood.

Since the death of Bai Longnv, Qing Shang has never married a wife and had children, and has never had any contact with any woman. She raised Qing Zhao alone. She is a well-known infatuated seed of the Dragon Clan. Even in the God Realm, she is fond of some naive goddesses. Dao, yearning.

As for Qingzhao, he grew up just like a mortal, unlike ordinary dragons who take human form at the age of [-] and adults at the age of [-], but are already indistinguishable from ordinary dragons, with the power of the dragon god It is mediocre, and it is difficult to become a great weapon, even less than half of the ordinary dragon clan. In this way, everyone's speculation about the White Dragon Girl is further confirmed, and more and more people feel worthless for Qinglong Wang Qingshang.

The Piansheng Qinglong King still loved his only son as always. Even though everyone gave Qing Zhao a strange look, he cherished the only blood left by the White Dragon Girl from the beginning to the end.

He Sang thought, this might be the reason why he didn't want to show his true feelings.

Among the romantic and beautiful, you must know how to enjoy, rather than looking for troubles and losing yourself.He Sang is the most dismissive of infatuated seeds like Qinglong Wang Qingshang, no matter how many women fall in love with him, in his view, Qinglong Wang is an idiot, a fool who is played around by the so-called love and sincerity, and doesn't know what it means.

As the so-called life is alive, one should be unrestrained and free, otherwise, this whole life will be entangled by love threads, like being trapped in a spider's web, and there is nothing to talk about.

Smiling, He Sang thought about Qing Zhao again.

It stands to reason that Qing Zhao's mother is Bailongnv, and he is considered half a member of the Bailong clan, so why was he so determined to destroy the Bailong clan?

The reason for this seems to be unknown.

When He Sang accidentally learned that Qingzhao killed the Bailong clan, his supernatural power suddenly increased, and he slaughtered his biological mother's clan like a madman, and then suddenly disappeared.

At that time, the White Dragon Clan once asked for help from the upper realm, and the upper realm also sent priests to rescue them. Unfortunately, when they arrived at the White Dragon Clan, it was already devastated, with corpses strewn all over the field, and there was not a single survivor left. Everything in the White Dragon Clan was destroyed. , leaving only this confusing story.

The four clans of divine dragons have four colors of blue, white, black and yellow, blue-winged dragon, white-horned horned dragon, black-scaled dragon, and yellow-green glazed dragon. Once the white dragon clan is extinct, there will be no more horned dragons in this world.

Linghe Sang