White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

◎Xiyu Taichi Night◎

On the night of August [-]th, the main rudder of Xiyutai changed, the main entrance and all the side doors were tightly closed, and no one was allowed to leave the main rudder, but the disciples of Xiyutai killed each other inside, causing many casualties. Blood flowed like a river.

A blood-stained disciple rushed up to a huge and gorgeous pavilion with serious injuries, broke open the door, rushed into the house, and shouted at Xue Muhua: "Master, it's not good! The elder brought some disciples to rebel and forced The head abdicates! The woman next to the head wife, he is..."

Before he had a chance to finish his words, a cold sharp blade came through the air by accident, pierced his back deeply, penetrated his chest, his heart stopped beating immediately, and he could only open his eyes. Return to Fengdu Huangquan.

Xue Muhua was stunned. He looked at the crowd who walked in quickly. Bloody sharp blades and indifferent faces were not the focus of his vision. The young man in the blue round neck robe immediately widened his eyes, and blurted out in disbelief: "Yang Qingming?! Didn't you die at the hands of me a long time ago?!"

Yang Qingming pulled out the sharp blade from the fresh corpse on the ground, smiled arrogantly and loudly, and opened his lips: "You can't imagine, not only am I still alive, I have been lurking by your side for the past year, and now the time has come! Xue Muhua, after sitting in the head of the sect for so long, shouldn't it be returned to the original owner?"

Xue Muhua clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "The head of the sect has always belonged to me! Since you are still alive, you should obediently kneel down and bark like a dog to make me happy!"

Yang Qingming laughed arrogantly: "Who is the head tonight depends on who has the right to kill lives!" Then he ordered: "Come on! Take Xue Muhua down!"

After hearing this order, the disciples behind Yang Qingming immediately raised their magic weapons and rushed towards Xue Muhua.

In the middle of the night, in the courtyard under the huge full moon, disciples of Xiyutai escorted Xue Muhua into the room. They fought alone for half an hour, even after breaking out of the siege, they led the guarding disciples to fight bloody for an hour. , was still defeated by Yang Qingming.

Yang Qingming walked in front of him and sneered arrogantly, "Would you like to look in the mirror and see what you look like like a bereaved dog?"

Xue Muhua gritted his teeth and stared at Yang Qingming, and said with resentment: "If you hadn't secretly learned some heretical martial arts, you would not have survived to this day! It is even more impossible to defeat me!"

Yang Qingming still laughed arrogantly: "Your greatest ability is not to look down on others with a dog's eyes, and to bully others. Now that Feng Shui is changing, I have to give you back double, so that I can be worthy of your insult to me. Haha Ha ha!"

Xue Muhua only gritted his teeth, stared at him, and couldn't say a word to refute.

Yang Qingming continued: "I'm not interested in your peach, but if you can't see, hear, speak, or have limbs, wouldn't it be interesting?" Then he turned around and ordered: "Make Xue Muhua a human pig!"

Xue Muhua laughed crazily: "I just bullied you and beat you with a whip, but you are more vicious than me, and you want to destroy me completely! You are so vicious, how can you be the head of the sect?" !"

Yang Qing was dissatisfied and said: "It's noisy, give me a slap until he shuts up."

The two disciples immediately stood up and slapped Xue Muhua in turn, until Xue Muhua vomited blood and was unable to speak anymore.

Yang Qingming ordered again: "Make a human pig immediately!"

A disciple drew out a sharp blade, grabbed Xue Muhua's hair in a bun, and was about to goug out his eyeballs, when suddenly a voice sounded from behind Yang Qingming: "Wait a minute!"

Yang Qingming turned around, saw the visitor, and greeted casually: "It's so late, why is Brother Fei still up and wandering here?"

Fei Zaian walked up, took a look at Xue Muhua, and said to Yang Qingming: "You must not be a human."

Yang Qingming replied indifferently: "Brother Fei is the only one who loves him in the whole chief rudder. Should he be beautiful-blessed, or miserable? If Senior Brother Fei doesn't let him turn into a human pig, then what would be better for him to become? "

Fei Zaian demanded: "Don't goug his eyes and cut off his ears, don't cut off his hands and feet."

Xue Muhua called out in a daze: "Master..."

Yang Qingming said to Fei Zaian: "Then I'll cram his tendons and hamstrings and ruin his voice, is Senior Brother Fei satisfied?"

Fei Zaian replied: "It's up to you."

Yang Qingming ordered: "Bring Xue Muhua to the house for execution, and don't let Senior Brother Fei see it."

The disciples immediately escorted Xue Muhua to a room and closed the door. A moment later, there was a tragic cry from the room. After hearing this, Fei Zaian sighed helplessly.

Yang Qing said with a smile: "Senior brother, why bother to sigh, from tomorrow on, he will be a dumb man who can't move his hands and feet, and he can only listen to you in everything, aren't you happy?"

Fei Zaian didn't answer, just said something else: "Congratulations on taking back the position of headmaster, I'll go back to sleep, and I'll send someone to take him to my residence tomorrow." After walking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Headmaster Go to bed early too!"

Yang Qingming looked up at the full moon in the night sky, and replied: "I can't sleep, Qingyuan hasn't come back yet."

Fei Zaian knew that his feelings for his twin brother could not be shaken even if the world collapsed, the mountains lost their edges, and the waters dried up, so he stopped trying to persuade him, just sighed, and walked away.

Yang Qingming looked at Yuanyue alone and lonely, not knowing when he saw it.

Early the next morning, in the Fanxing Courtyard on the back mountain, Zhayue just got up to change clothes and wash, her black hair was loose, and before she had time to comb her hair, and before she had time to feed her baby, she was captured by Xiyutai disciples who broke in and tied her hands , taken to the main rudder building, her child Shi'an was held by a mother, and she had no choice but to look back and see the child crying.

Escorted to a pavilion, Zhayue saw that her elder brother Xue Hen was also here, his hands were also bound, the long sword around his waist disappeared, and a thick belt was covering his eyes.She called out 'Brother', looked around and found many Xiyutai disciples holding swords standing inside and outside the room.

Xue Hen recognized his sister's voice, turned his head and responded, "Zhayue? Why have you been arrested too... What exactly is Master Xue going to do?"

Wearing a light green luxurious robe, Yang Qingming walked out slowly from the back of the luxurious landscape screen, and mocked arrogantly: "Master Xue? This disgusting title no longer exists, and the position of the master has already disappeared. Return it to its original owner."

When Zhayue saw the face of the visitor, she was shocked: "It's you...! You...! How could it be..."

Xue Hen was also very surprised: "His voice...! Could it be...?!"

Yang Qingming ordered: "Take off the tape on his eyes."

An attendant immediately walked up to Xue Hen, and simply tore off the blindfold.When Xue Hen was able to open his eyes and see everything in the room clearly, he saw Yang Qingming sitting on the head chair, and couldn't help but couldn't believe it: "...Yang Qingming, is this true? How did you become... Headmaster."

Yang Qingming's face was full of indifference, he pursed his lips proudly, he only picked up the iced tea that the attendant had just filled from the coffee table, and took a sip lightly.Another attendant took a look at him, and in order to claim credit, he said on his behalf: "The one you two are seeing now is the real master of Xiyutai. The position, but blood is thicker than water, the real young master has already eliminated Xue Muhua's evil party last night and punished Xue Muhua."

Xuehen became even more unbelievable: "That is to say, you deliberately concealed your life experience, and came back to take the opportunity to regain the position of head?... No wonder you have been refusing to give me a chance."

Yang Qingming opened his lips proudly: "Thank you for the protection of Yunxiuding, which gave me the opportunity to lay out and regain everything that should belong to me. I should give this cup of tea to the two of you." Then he ordered the attendants : "Give them tea."

An attendant immediately picked up the teapot, walked up to the brother and sister Xuehen, pinched the brother and sister's chins, and forcibly poured cold tea into each other. After taking a big mouthful of tea, they returned to the tea table and gently put down the teapot.

Xue Hen demanded: "We've already drank your tea, it's time to let us go and let us go back to Yunxiuding!"

Yang Qingming replied indifferently: "Why do you need to leave, Xiyu Terrace has plenty of room for the two of you, wouldn't it be good to live for a lifetime?"

Relying on his ingenuity, Xue Hen immediately realized: "You want to keep us as hostages in Xiyu Terrace?"

Yang Qingming didn't intend to deny it: "This is the rule of the world, isn't it." Suddenly stood up, walked slowly in front of Xue Hen, bent slightly, clasped his chin tightly with his fingers, looked at his expression, and said coldly and arrogantly. He smiled and said: "You can see me every day in Xiyu Terrace, how beautiful this day must be. As for your sister, she will either commit suicide by taking poison or marry me."

After hearing this, Zhayue couldn't help saying angrily: "Uncle Yangqing! I didn't expect you to be like this! Why did I listen to you in the first place! From the time I got married with Yunzhan to the time I had his child, everything You set the game up!"

Yang Qingming let go of the hatred, smiled slightly with his hands behind his back, turned around without talking too much nonsense, and ordered: "Take the two of them to the Yuxiao Tower in the backyard and keep them under strict supervision."

The disciples of Xiyutai obeyed the order, immediately picked up Xuehen brother and sister, and escorted them to Yuxiao Tower.

Yang Qingming thought for a while, and then ordered one of the attendants: "Xue Muhua spent a lot of silver in the past to build the Fanxing Garden in the back mountain for his wife's private use. This seat does not allow this kind of abuse of public money. You go to Liuku Pass down the order of this seat: demolish the Fanxing Garden as soon as possible, and use every brick, tile, and pillar there to expand the disciple's dormitory. Go back to the silver to fill the silver treasury."

The attendant sighed: "The head is really a sage, he has the same aura as the old head, and he really is related by blood! I will follow the order of the head and finish this matter right away!"

In the afternoon, the yard of the chief helm was still as usual, filled with brilliant sunlight. After a night, Xue Muhua was numb to the pain on his body, like a piece of wood, sitting numbly on the wooden wheelchair, numbly opening his eyes. Focus on.Now, he is still the same as usual, he can see and hear, but he can no longer speak or move his body by himself.

Fei Zaian was behind him, pushing the wooden wheelchair, slowly leading him, relaxing at the main helm, and said to him: "The weather today is good, the wind is also very comfortable, neither hot nor cold, and there is also the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers. How do you like it?"

Xue Muhua just remained dumb, turned his face away slightly, unwilling to express any emotion, but such a quiet expression, just to Fei Zaian, was a kind of obedience, which Fei Zaian couldn't wish for.

Fei Zaian was still in a great mood, still pushing the wooden wheelchair, leading him forward, into the wide and long Jiuqu Bridge.