Why get drunk and smell pears

After all, the Yin family's discovery of the ghost gate cannot be hidden.

As soon as the news came out, Daoist Lieyang was shocked.

He directly approached Lin Yusen, who had just left customs recently, and was also one of the few survivors of the Lin family.

"You don't know how to say that the Yin family is just a mortal! Why is it involved with the ghost gate!"

Daoist Lieyang who was extremely angry grabbed Lin Yusen's collar, his eyes glared angrily, wishing to tear the guy who lied to them to pieces.

Lin Yusen didn't want to pay attention, and without saying a word, he took off the hand that was holding Lieyang Daojun's collar, and took a banana cattail fan and fanned the small stove next to the futon in a leisurely manner.

The small stove was only the size of a palm, and white smoke slowly came out from it. It seemed to be comparable to the one Yin Jiujian used when he abolished Moxiu's cultivation base.

"The Secret of Longevity, isn't it what you want too?" Lin Yusen replied indifferently, his eyes were full of sarcasm without a smile, "We have all been deceived, the ghost gate under the Yin family is Yin Qing did it back then, and now you are all panicking and looking for me, shouldn't you go to Yin Qing... Oh, I forgot, now you should call him Yin Jiujian."

Lie Yang was still furious, but what Lin Yusen said was indeed true.

But he still couldn't swallow this breath, and he was reluctant to forgive Lin Yusen.

"Back then? If you hadn't told us that the Yin family had the secret method of immortality back then, how could we be living in such a panic now."

When he spoke, his eyes were unconsciously empty, his fists were clenched and trembling, as if recalling a certain great fear.

"It's you who partnered with Yin Qing. Since you know that he has the formula of longevity, why don't you hold back. The Yin family... those people say that they are all dead. Now I doubt whether there is really immortality..."

"To shut up!"

Lin Yusen suddenly became emotional, he stood up, inadvertently showing murderous intent, it seemed that Daoist Lieyang would immediately strike and kill him here.

"How can there be no longevity formula? Look at Yin Qing, and then at Yin Jiujian. Think about the time Yin Qing met us with that face when the Yin family was still there! He didn't even die! He outlived us all. Long!!"

Lin Yusen was really not reconciled.

Many years ago, the Yin family was a noble family in the mortal world.

At that time, cultivators and princes were equal, and they did not interfere with each other like they do now.

Before the end of the year, his father would always take him to pay a visit to Wangcheng, every year, every year, but his father was getting old, why did he not change every time he saw that person?

Obviously just a mortal.

Obviously a coward who is nothing.

Why even these cultivators are going to die, but Yin Qing is not dead!Why is his family ruined because of this person and he is still alive!

Lin Yusen was not reconciled, he blamed Yin Qing for not knowing how to share, he deserved to be trapped in the Yin family for hundreds of years and couldn't get out.

A prostitute who is not even as good as a concubine, and now living another life is still disturbing people's peace.

"That's all." Lin Yusen closed his eyes and hid the fluctuations in his eyes, "My family has a junior and Yin Jiujian met and died, you know, I owe you this meeting and don't see each other again next time, okay? .”

Daoist Lieyang couldn't see him dying like this, so there was nothing he could do.

He participated the most when the Yin family silenced the matter back then.

Everyone is going to die now, this guy is not dead yet, it's really unreconciled.

Daoist Lieyang gritted his teeth and left angrily, shaking his sleeves.

"Humph."

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Simply cover up your heart.

Shen Qingyu put the rabbit mask on Yin Jiujian's face, took his tied hands and found an inn to settle down.

"open!"

Yin Jiujian struggled to grab the belt tied to his hand, with a sullen tone in his tone.

The rabbit mask covered his face, but could not cover his breathtaking eyes.

The anger in those eyes seemed to burn Shen Qingyu to death, making the shopkeeper of the nearby inn tremble with fear.

Shen Qingyu directly threw a silver coin over, "One room is up."

"...Okay, please be objective."

The shopkeeper didn't dare to say anything, and directly ordered the waiter to take them upstairs.

Tonight's Qixi Festival, many young men and women have booked inns early, but it is really rare for them to be tied up like this.

But looking at the man in the head pretending to look at it, he must be very rich, otherwise, who else can develop that kind of temperament.

Yin Jiujian was dragged into the room, and immediately placed on a chair by the force of force.

"Let go! What exactly do you want, do you want to take me back to the sect and kill me!"

With obvious malice on Yin Jiujian's face, he suddenly laughed lowly, "Could it be that he knows my taste and wants to continue with that incident..."

Even if his body was immobilized, Yin Jiujian could still test Shen Qingyu with his naked eyes, and wanted to irritate him.

Shen Qingyu's hands hidden under her sleeves were clenched into fists, and her lips collapsed into a straight line, but there was a flash of panic in her eyes, which was different from the usual omen of anger, and she even felt a little flustered.

Yes, he admitted, something inside him had changed, it wasn't the same as before.

He also admitted that he had unspeakable thoughts about his former junior, and he was even afraid that Yin Jiujian would see through if he continued to speak.

But Yin Jiujian didn't intend to let it go.

On the contrary, he wanted to see Shen Qingyu flustered and Shen Qingyu at a loss.

It seemed that only in this way could he break away from his indifferent appearance and reveal the same dirty desires as other cultivators.

In this way, he will be at ease, and will continue with the plan he has prepared before with peace of mind.

It's not really strange that Shen Qingyu appears here, it's just a bad situation...

Yin Jiujian lowered his eyes, looked at the belt wrapped around his wrist and remained silent.

What he wants to do is not just "revenge".

"Untie my hands, and take off the mask."

Yin Jiujian spoke directly to Shen Qingyu in an orderly tone.

Shen Qingyu didn't care about the first half of the sentence and unbuttoned the belt, and directly reached out to take off the mask.

The gloomy face with deep red lips like plum blossoms falling into the snow was deeply tired and imperceptibly vulnerable, which made people feel a little pain unconsciously.

Shen Qingyu asked what Yin Jiujian had been wanting to ask for so many years.

"Why are we like this..."

There was a sudden silence in the room, only the sound of breathing could be heard between the two of them.

Yin Jiujian snorted coldly and said, "Now you have to ask your good master, you have to ask him what he did."

"That is also your master. He brought you up and brought you up. Why do you always speak rudely to him? He is your master."

Every time they talk about their common master, Shen Qingyu, they always can't understand.

Yin Jiujian's eyes gradually became disgusted, and that pale, sweaty smiling face and panicked and anxious voice gradually sounded in his mind and ears.

Yin Jiujian could only close his eyes to calm himself down.

"Do you know what he did? After so many years, what you maintain is just a lost dog."