Why get drunk and smell pears

"Are you interested in working with me?"

Shen Qingyu was stunned after hearing this sentence.

He didn't expect to hear these words from Yin Jiujian's mouth.

Although he understood the emotions in his heart during this period of time, he had to think twice about things related to the ghost gate.

"Tell me first what you want to do."

Shen Qingyu's face was solemn, and the complex emotions that she thought would arise in the face of Yin Jiujian were completely hidden now.Gradually deepen

At this time, only heavy vigilance remained.

Seeing his face change, Yin Jiujian ignored the fleeting displeasure in his heart, and followed suit.

"I think you can see that the underground of Yecheng should be quite a ghost gate. Now these formations can no longer be suppressed. Why don't we join hands to find out the other formations hidden in the city so as to solve the problem? Trouble this time."

"If you don't want the ghost gate to open, don't open the place above the snowfield. Yin Jiujian, what are you trying to do, don't lie to me, okay?"

The language is cold and stiff, but there is a bit of plea at the end.

He really doesn't understand what Yin Jiujian is going to do, why he wants to cultivate demons, why he wants to kill more than 370 people in the Lin family, and even less, why he wants to open the deadly gate of ghosts to all the people in the world.

Why are you doing this, tell me please?

Junior brother, you are back, as long as you look back, I am willing to protect you forever...

Shen Qingyu tried his best to hide the pleading and pity in his eyes, and what made him even more painful was that during this meeting he could see Yin Jiujian's declining life.

Even though his cultivation could protect him for a while, his body couldn't survive this year.

Yin Jiujian didn't know what Shen Qingyu was thinking, and his face changed when he saw that the persuasion failed.

"Oh, Shen Qingyu, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. It's just the same as that hypocrite Mingmingxuan, what kind of tricks do you trust or don't trust you? Think I'm a fool? You think I don't know that you want to arrest me and use it up With my cultivation base, I will live with you like a dog in the future!"

He pointed the tip of the sword at the vitals of the person in front of him again, and fierce ghost energy escaped instead of the original devil energy.

Shen Qingyu didn't want to face him, so she quickly took two steps back, but Yin Jiujian saw it as a laughing stock, and laughed relentlessly.

"You are really weak, as pitiful as your hypocrisy... Why don't you just die like that hypocrite and die in the heart demon calamity."

Shen Qingyu was completely irritated by these words, and the spiritual energy transformed into Yin Jiujian's feet and hit a little bit.

"You are not allowed to talk about the master. That is not only my master, but also your master."

Yin Jiujian became even angrier when he heard it, his heart and blood were churning, and more uncontrollable ghost energy gushed out.

The black air lingered, like a ghost, and the woman with a pale face and sweaty but smiling face couldn't help but appear in her mind.

Ah Jiu, run away!

go!Do not look back!

There seems to be a vengeful ghost roaring in his memory. If Yin Jiujian regrets the most in his life, it is that he did not repair the demon in advance, and killed him before the failure of tomorrow's Xuan Xin Demon Tribulation.

You look at this face in front of you.

How disgusting.

Righteous way, they all look the same!

The swordsmanship hits the heart vein fiercely.

Shen Qingyu had to dodge left and right, lest the sharp sword edge stab him to pieces.

Looking at the more fierce sword moves, the coldness gradually deepened.

You hate me that much?Can't wait for me to die?

Seeing that Yin Jiujian's aura was becoming more and more unstable, Shen Qingyu still couldn't hold back, and pulled out his natal spirit Jianfeng lightly.

Zheng——

The blades intersected, sparking bright sparks.

The two took a step back at the same time, and Yin Jiujian pointed his sword at Shen Qingyu, unwilling to let go.

Ever since he abolished his cultivation and switched to the ghost way, his meridians were no longer comparable to before, and he could only hold on for less than a stick of incense under such movements.

Under the flesh and blood, every inch of the meridian is shaking, and ghost energy is surging, clamoring for an ominous omen.

Yin Jiujian understood very early on that most of those who entered the path of ghost cultivation were half-dead people.

Although living people can cultivate, most of them will not die well.

Just like his father, who was resented and hated by others, he ended up trapped in the Yin family for a hundred years, and when he wanted to be happy, he was wiped out in ashes.

Sometimes Yin Jiujian wondered if he was the same, trapped in the past and could not end well. He could only watch helplessly as everything was destroyed in the end. Not as good as his father.

In terms of fame, he really surpassed the previous generation.

Yin Jiujian laughed at himself, silently swallowed the blood in his throat, and prepared to leave with a miserable smile.

"Don't leave." Shen Qingyu said.

He saw Yin Jiujian's movement to leave, and immediately swung his sword to block his escape route.

Yin Jiujian couldn't help it, and subconsciously took out the disc sacrificial vessel, trying to escape by using the method of changing shape and step when he was fighting with the woman from Yushoumen.

But in the end it was Shen Qingyu who was superior. After all, he was one of the few out-of-body masters in the cultivation world. With just one move, he knocked out the bloody disc in Yin Jiujian's hand, and blocked his escape route by the way.

"Humph."

Yin Jiujian had no choice but to snort coldly, looking at Shen Qingyu with hatred in his eyes.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Venerable Qingyu's cultivation level has really improved a lot. He is indeed the favored son of heaven, a genius who is rarely seen in a hundred years."

Shen Qingyu grabbed his wrist that was scratched by her own sword energy, and sheathed the sword leisurely.

"It's not as good as you, it's not worth mentioning."

Pull him to deal with the wound, but Yin Jiujian slams him away.

"Fake mercy."

Shen Qingyu pulled again, this time with the strength that Yin Jiujian couldn't shake off.

There was no way, Yin Jiujian could only hold back his anger, watching the other party take out the best elixir from the storage bag to heal his wounds, his eyes were tender and tender, as if they had returned to the time when they were in the sect when they were young.

Shen Qingyu is still the elder brother who takes care of him and cares about him the most, and he is still the "Yin Qing".

Taking back the bloody disc that fell in the distance, Yin Jiujian was in a complicated mood.

There was still silence between the two, but Shen Qingyu was applying medicine to the wound that didn't hurt at all.

"If I knew this, I should have killed you when I fell into the crack."

Yin Jiujian couldn't help but speak harshly, the atmosphere of silence was not suitable for the relationship between the two of them at all, it made him feel heart-wrenchingly uncomfortable, and wished he could shake his hands and leave.

"Ah."

There was no rebuttal, just an understatement, and it fell into Yin Jiujian's resentful ears.

Indescribable emotions continued to spread, and the feeling of being angry but unable to express made people extremely depressed.

"It's...forget it."

After applying the wound medicine, Shen Qingyu threw away Yin Jiujian's hand and grabbed his sleeve instead.

Grabbing him this time will never let him leave again. Suddenly, he remembered the belt that he put in the storage bag many days ago and kept it in a safe place.

Shen Qingyu: "..."

He still took it out, and by the way, put a spell on it that could not be broken given Yin Jiujian's current situation, and it was still possible to simply restrain him for a while.

Thus, Shen Qingyu successfully took off Yin Jiujian's belt and tied it around Yin Jiujian's waist amidst Yin Jiujian's anger, shock, anger, and finally a certain flushed face with strange anger.

I feel the thin waist under my hands, full of toughness and strength.

Shen Qingyu was satisfied.

Shen Qingyu was very satisfied.

So this one that was taken down...

In front of Yin Jiujian, he put it into his storage bag openly and aboveboard.