Cultivate the ruthless way for him

"This palace knows."

Xue Ji thought for a while and ordered: "Keep quiet."

"Yes."

The vigorous birthday banquet ended with a farce.

Looking at her son who was beaten to death, his face was like gold paper, lying unconscious on the bed, Wei Ziyan cried out of breath and scolded her husband: "How could you be so cruel, Feng'er is your own son! ..."

"You have the nerve to say it."

Xuanyuan Hongxuan sat in an armchair with a gloomy expression.

"If it weren't for your bad idea, why would this idiot make such a scandal."

Wei Ziyan's eyes were red and swollen, and she looked at this ruthless and indifferent husband in shock: "What do you mean I came up with such a bad idea? Didn't you just nod your head in agreement? The pot of wine I prepared for Feng'er clearly contained aphrodisiac pills, who knew?" It didn't enter that little thing's mouth, but instead entered Feng'er's mouth!"

"idiot!"

"I told you earlier that the dragon boy is not an ordinary child of the fairy clan who is ignorant of the world. He used to be a little demon in Shu. In order to climb up, he first relied on Qilin Palace and then Xuexiao Palace. In terms of scheming and means, he is much better than you. Even without the protection of the dragon clan, it is not a good match. I agree with you that the medicine is not fake, but I let you use aphrodisiac pills and other crude things so hastily. Did it go directly into the drink? You don't even think about how cunning that little thing is, how could it easily fall into your way?"

Wei Ziyan whimpered again.

"That's my clan's secret medicine. It's always tried a hundred times. All the disciples of the fairy clan can't escape it. How could I have thought that this little thing is so difficult to deal with? What should I do now?"

What Wei Ziyan is most worried about right now is her son's life.

The son has obviously taken the antidote, but he still hasn't woken up yet.

She knew about the aphrodisiac pill, although the effect of the medicine was strong, but as long as there was an antidote, it would go away quickly.The son's body temperature has returned to normal, his complexion is even worse than before taking the medicine, and his lips are even covered with pulp.

"Hurry up and think of a way to save Feng'er."

"Ah, ah." Xuanyuan Feng moaned angrily: "It hurts, it hurts so much..."

Wei Ziyan hurriedly held her son's hand: "Good boy, mother is here. Just bear with me, and you'll be fine soon."

Xuanyuan Hongxuan frowned heavily, looking at the chaotic scene, he suddenly asked: "Are you sure, this evil obstacle is the aphrodisiac pill?"

Wei Ziyan was taken aback: "What is the meaning of this, sir?"

Xuanyuan Hongxuan shook his head: "I'm afraid, he's just stealing chickens and making money, and going against the way of others."

"what?!"

Wei Ziyan suddenly changed color, rolled her eyes, almost fainted from anxiety, and hurriedly ordered: "Quick, please go to the doctor."

Such aristocratic families all support their own medical practitioners in the mansion.

Soon, two old doctors who lived in the mansion all the year round came over. They were surprised when they saw Xuanyuan Feng's situation, and said: "Patriarch, madam, among the eldest sons, there is one, one— —" The old doctor blushed, a little embarrassed to say it.

Wei Ziyan was so anxious that smoke came out of her seven orifices: "What the hell? Tell me clearly!"

Another doctor said with a shy face, "It's a talisman of obscenity."

"Amulet of obscenity?"

Wei Ziyan looked bewildered, but just by hearing the name, she knew it was definitely not a good thing.

"This thing, alas, is extremely promiscuous. It was originally passed down from the demon clan. It is said that those who take this talisman by mistake will burn with lust and fall into the illusion woven by evil talismans. They will experience the indescribable things in it. until..."

"Until what?"

"Until you're exhausted and you die."

The two doctors sighed in their hearts at the same time: Such a vicious sorcery.

The person who made the talisman clearly wanted to take the eldest son's life.

Wei Ziyan was dumbfounded at first, then broke down and cried, grabbed her husband by the collar and said angrily, "Did you hear, Feng'er is going to die, you have to think of a way."

Xuanyuan Hongxuan didn't expect his son to be hit by such a vicious evil talisman, he was stunned for a moment, and said: "If you want to save Feng'er, I'm afraid you need an antidote."

But how could that little thing obediently hand over the antidote to them?

Wei Ziyan stood up impatiently: "If you don't go, I'll go. Even if I break my head, I will ask the Dragon Princess to give me the antidote. Feng'er is in love with that dragon cub, but that dragon cub wants Feng'er What is the reason for my fate?"

"Donghai Dragon Clan, can they bully others like this?!"

She kept saying it with confidence, but she forgot that she was the one who did the evil first.

Xuanyuan Hongxuan grabbed his reckless wife, and said: "There is no evidence, if you go to find Princess Long now, even if you smash your head, what's the use of it, maybe you will be kicked back for slandering the dragon family!" His Highness's crimes. When the time comes, it will really kill Feng'er."

"Then what should we do? Do we just watch Feng'er lying here waiting to die?"

Xuanyuan Hongxuan pondered for a moment, and said: "If you want to get the antidote, you have to make a big fuss, heh, such obscene things, but all decent immortal clans, are strictly forbidden to be kept and touched by the children of the dragon clan. Dazu, how could His Royal Highness use such pickled things? If I expected it to be correct, it was probably because the dragon cub couldn’t change his previous habits and secretly used it behind the Dragon Queen’s back. If this matter were revealed, how could the dragon clan Let him tarnish the reputation of the Dragon Clan."

"what do you mean……"

"In this matter, you still have to find Tianhou to decide for you."

"But you also said that there is no certificate—" "Then find a certificate! Since he can use this thing at will, the place where he lives must be unclean."

Xuanyuan Hongxuan seemed to have discovered a new way of thinking.

"What's wrong with the little Highness of the Dragon Clan? This ancient clan pays most attention to reputation, and the Dragon Clan has no shortage of outstanding disciples. I don't believe that the Dragon Lord, the Dragon Princess, and the elders of the Dragon Clan will helplessly watch such a situation. The miscellaneous dragons who have mixed with the monster clan since childhood have tarnished the prestige of the dragon clan. Even if they are concerned about the blood relationship, they will not punish the little thing too harshly, just the little bit of grievance and estrangement is enough for the little thing."

He Xuanyuan Hongxuan has been in charge of Zhongzhou for so many years, and he has never been planted twice in the hands of one person, let alone a boy who is only a few hundred years old and has no hair yet.

Xuanyuan Hongxuan was also very regretful at the same time. He regretted that when Zhaozhao first entered Zhongzhou, he didn't make a decisive decision and strangled him, causing tigers to become a problem.Up to now, Zhaozhao has assumed the status of a young highness of the Dragon Clan. It is thousands of times more difficult for him to completely eradicate the grass and roots than before.

But Xuanyuan Hongxuan was not discouraged, and even had a plan in mind.

Now that he has a new backer, he is not so afraid of the Dragon Clan.

In any case, he needs that little thing to pay for his arrogance and conceit!

**

Before the birthday banquet was over, Xue Ji took Zhao Zhao and left Xuanyang Immortal Mansion.

Feeling ashamed, Tianhou specially ordered Xian'e to send many pills to treat trauma.

Xue Ji ignored it, asked Meng Li to put it away, piled it at the bottom of the box, took another plaster made by the Dragon Clan, held Zhao Zhao's wrist, and gently applied it to Xiao Long.

"Does it still hurt?"

Even though there were only two strangle marks, Xue Ji felt very distressed.

Zhao Zhao shook his head.

The juvenile's eyes are still red, it's a play made in Xuanyang Immortal Mansion, and it hasn't completely disappeared yet.

Such little tricks of pretending to be pitiful and innocent were commonly used no matter in the Qilin Palace or in the Fourteen States.Use it to deal with your elder brother, use one at a time.

As for Master Cheap, even though he knew he was acting, most of the time he was tricky and didn't tell the truth. He first followed him and deliberately watched his jokes.There's no pressure on him to act.

But facing Xue Ji, Zhao Zhao felt a little guilty for no reason.

As if he did something wrong.

"It doesn't actually hurt."

Seeing Xue Ji being cautious, as if she was dealing with some life-threatening serious injury, Zhao Zhao couldn't help but speak.

Xue Ji didn't answer, but said angrily: "Don't move around."

Princess Long's snow-like eyebrows were shining brightly under the sun, and the snow-white sleeves also exuded a pleasant, faint plum fragrance.

It tastes the same as the mother Zhao Zhao fantasized about when he was young.

Clean, beautiful and gentle.

It's just that Zhaozhao always feels a little unreal when he really has such a mother who looks like a fairy concubine.

Zhaozhao recalled the conversation between two aristocratic sons that he overheard two days ago in the Shanhu Garden of the Dragon Palace. "The concubine likes children who are knowledgeable about books and etiquette, just like your highness. You are always so frizzy and sleepy when you read books. How can you get the favor of the concubine?"

Another person retorted: "I don't think so. Your Highness is in a hurry all day long, and you can't read well. You can't write well, and you don't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Doesn't the princess still love your Highness very much? Look, it's better than treating His Highness."

"What do you know."

The previous aristocratic family scoffed.

"Your Highness has been homeless for so many years, and the concubine feels guilty in her heart, so she naturally wants to treat her better. But the guilt is only temporary. After a few years, if Your Highness is still running around like this, willful and reckless, and refuses to make progress. , do you think the princess will still love him?"

"Besides, who doesn't know that our little Highness, who grew up with the monster clan, has inevitably been contaminated with a lot of bad ethos of the monster clan. The princess didn't say it on the surface, but it's not that the little highness used it before. All the things and clothes have been changed. I heard that the concubine is still discussing with the Dragon Lord to find a master for the little highness to teach the little highness poetry and book etiquette. The highness of the dragon clan represents the face of the dragon clan. Even if your highness is not as good as his highness, he can't be much worse than his highness. Otherwise, when there is a grand fairy banquet in the future, how will the princess take the little highness out to meet people?"

Zhao Zhao heard it at the time, but just hummed softly in her heart, not taking it seriously.

When he was in Qilin Palace before, the number of people who chewed his tongue, scolded him behind his back, and said bad things about him were beyond count. As an embarrassing fake young master, in order to survive, he could endure it, even the next time we met, he would still Can talk and laugh with those people without changing face.Now, as the decent young Highness of the Dragon Palace, he would not pay attention to this kind of discussion.

What Zhaozhao didn't expect was that he would suffer from insomnia that night.

The words I heard during the day were like small needles dormant in the depths of my heart, coming out to prick him from time to time, it didn't hurt, but it was uncomfortable.

Zhaozhao naturally understands that this is inseparable from the narrow-mindedness and jealousy he has cultivated since childhood.

If it was in the Qilin Palace or the Fourteen States, he would have to resort to some secret tricks and come back with no physical revenge, so as to relieve the anger in his heart.But when he returned to Dragon Palace, he was tied up instead.

He instinctively didn't want Xue Ji and Qing Yao to see his bad side.

He also wanted to be a good dragon just like his elder brother.

However, there are some things that cannot be eliminated by pretending to be stupid or turning a blind eye.

Zhaozhao can bear the hostile comments of those family members, but when getting along with Xueji and Qingyao, due to some psychological troubles, he becomes more sensitive and suspicious uncontrollably.

For example, when Xue Ji taught him to practice calligraphy, Zhao Zhao didn't think there was anything wrong when he first practiced, but after hearing those words, Zhao Zhao wondered if Xue Ji thought his handwriting was ugly.

Another example is what happened in Xuanyang Immortal Mansion today.

With Xue Ji's intelligence, it is impossible not to see that Xuanyuan Feng made a fool of himself in public because of him.

But on the way back, Xue Ji didn't ask about this matter.

Of course, this may have come from a mother pampering a naughty child.But Zhaozhao couldn't help wondering whether Xue Ji thought that his actions were too vicious and would damage the reputation of the Dragon Clan, so she deliberately didn't mention it.

Unlike Master Cheap, who would sneer at him, he felt at ease.

"What do you think?"

Seeing that Xiaolong pursed his lips and drooped his eyelashes, not as lively as before, Xue Ji asked with a smile.

Zhao Zhao still shook his head.

Xue Ji didn't show it on her face, but sighed in her heart.

Ever since the youngest son regained his memory, getting along with her has become a lot stranger.

This is also understandable, after all, the current Zhaozhao is the complete Zhaozhao, and his previous life experience will inevitably leave many marks on him.

These imprints create the character and temperament of the teenagers, and inevitably affect their way of getting along.

Intimacy is like a husband and wife. After being separated for a long time, they will still feel strange when they meet for the first time. What's more, Xiaolong has been living outside, living under the fence for so many years, suffering so much, and suddenly having so many relatives, it is normal to be at a loss.

The mother and the son had their own thoughts, and neither said anything more.

When he was about to leave Zhongzhou, Zhao Zhao got off the fairy car alone, and was going to see Changyuan in the Wanku Cave.

Xue Ji knew some inside information, she didn't stop her, and strengthened the golden ring on Xiaolong's wrist, so she let Xiaolong leave with confidence.

It has been half a month since the last time I met Zhang Yuan.

Originally, it didn't take so long, but it was only delayed until now because of Xuanyuan's meddling and making a fuss about the birthday banquet.

I don't know if the cheap master is in a hurry.

"Xiao Zhaozhao, your current state of mind is suitable for practicing the ruthless way. Are you sure you don't want to try harder?"

A ruthless and distressed voice came from the inner palace.

How could he not be angry that the only seedling he had been looking forward to for thousands of years was abducted halfway like this.

Before Zhaozhao could answer, another old voice in the Yuan Mansion said first: "It's extremely noisy, can you talk less, the old man has been guarding the Tao for so many years, and I have never seen such a noisy and long-winded Taoist like you."

He is the guardian of the way of the sword who has just settled in Zhaozhaoyuan Mansion.

Ruthless hated this person for fighting for territory with him for a long time, and immediately retorted in a strange manner: "You are old and faint, and you can't sleep. It has nothing to do with me. I have to say it, I have to say it, and it's better to piss you off."

Zhaozhao routinely persuaded the fight: "Don't talk about it."

Ruthlessly and aggrieved, he murmured: "Obviously I was the one who moved in first, Xiao Zhaozhao, how could you be half-hearted and invite such an old fellow to come in again."

Zhao Zhao said: "This is a gift from Master, I cannot refuse."

Wuqing was filled with righteous indignation: "I get angry when I talk about this matter. Tell me, where is there such a master in the world? What's wrong with giving it away? I'm not afraid of killing you, little guy, if I give you a kendo."

"Also, how can a majestic sword god steal other people's swordsmanship because of his old disrespect? Luckily, Xuanyuan Hongxuan can bear it."

Ruthlessly endless bitter water.

Zhao Zhao rolled his eyes and asked, "What do you mean by that? Is the way of the sword difficult to steal? It's harder than the way of ruthlessness?"

Wuqing: "It's not a question of whether it's difficult or not, but the refinement of the Heavenly Dao represents the will of the Heavenly Dao. You borrowed the power of those 72 heavenly thunders to drag the Wuqing Dao into the inner palace by accident. You are an old and disrespectful master, and somehow you have the ability to steal a sword path under the nose of Xuanyang Immortal Mansion."

"You know, a Heavenly Dao Refining Realm is more precious than any wealth in the world. If I were Xuanyuan Hongxuan, I would have to protect it with all my might."

"You just rolled this ruthless way, and Nanshan Lord must have been heartbroken for a long time after knowing about it."

Zhao Zhao is thoughtful.

At that time, the master was just a clone of the cheap master. In terms of cultivation, he definitely couldn't compare with the cheap master.

For a narrow-minded person like Xuanyuan Hongxuan, would his master steal a whole sword path just because of a momentary oversight?

No regrets.

The lotus fire jumps, reflecting the pale face of the young fairy.

The immortal immersed in the center of the pool of blood was as still as a jade carving, as if he had fallen asleep, even his brows and eyes were covered with a layer of frost, and between his slender and blue fingers was a half-withered bodhi flower.

The flowers had shrunk into the shape of a trumpet, like a dying flame.

"Haha, more than half a month has passed, the little disciple you miss so much, I'm afraid I've forgotten you long ago."

Wentian's malicious laughter echoed deep in the pool of blood.

Seeing that Zhang Yuan was unmoved, Wentian continued to provoke: "You have lost all five senses now, and you can't perceive the changes in the outside world. It is impossible for me to tell you the truth. Your little disciple has now worshiped a new master. I am clinging to my new master, wanting this and that, drinking and joking. How can I remember you, the old man."

boom.

A clump of fire ignited, burning Wentian's original form that had finally gathered together into a bloody cloud of smoke.

The Immortal in Chizhong opened his eyes suddenly, the bottom of his pupils was filled with a terrifying scarlet color, which was in stark contrast to his pale white hair.

At the same time, countless magic lines flowed out from his wide lotus sleeves, and quickly spread to his pale skin, like vines, outlining countless black "hate" lines.

On the contrary, Wentian smiled more happily.

"It turns out that the god of war will become angry if he is poked at the center."

"Lovesickness curse, lovesickness curse, lovesickness for a lifetime, and never regret it. However, in this world, how has there ever been a real and reliable relationship? In the face of interests, even parents and brothers can meet each other with swords and fight. I also look down on others, and now they have found another Gao Zhi, and found a master who truly loves me, it is human nature."

The magic pattern is overwhelming, directly covering the blood pool.

"Master!"

As soon as Zhao Zhaofu came in, he saw such a terrifying scene, and immediately turned into a dragon shape, and with a whimper, he sucked all the magic patterns into his stomach.

As soon as Xiaolong showed his power, the rambunctious evil spirits in the blood pool immediately silenced and pretended to be dead, and the demon cultivators gathered around who were ready to move all scattered.

Zhang Yuan woke up like a dream, coughed, and supported the wall of the pool with difficulty, not letting himself fall down.

"Master."

Zhao Zhao turned back into human form, ran over, and supported Chang Yuan in time.

Zhang Yuan didn't know what to think, the scarlet in his eyes became more intense, and his dark blue fingers suddenly grabbed the boy's wrist with force.

It is not clear why.

I thought to myself, what is Master doing so hard?

Zhang Yuan directly dragged the young man into the pool of blood, slowly raised his head, his scarlet eyes looked down at the young man, as if a wild beast was gazing at its prey, and asked tremblingly, "Your new master, who... is it?"

Zhao Zhao was a little confused at first.

Hearing this, he rolled his eyes, tilted his head and asked, "Do you really want to know?"

Zhang Yuan's stiff fingers relaxed for a moment.

After a while, there was a "hmm".

Zhaozhao: "You also know him, that is Lord Lian Hua from the Celestial Clan."

"I came to see you after I asked Master for leave, so you should treat me better."

Zhao Zhao stretched out his fingers, brushed Chang Yuan's strand of snowy hair behind his ear, and gently blew.