Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

After leaving the water cage, even a blade of grass on the side of the road feels beautiful.

The clothes on Bai Jiamu's body were full of moisture, and even the neckline was wet and stuck to his neck, making him extremely uncomfortable.

As soon as he came out of the water cage, he immediately took off his outer robe and changed into new clothes from the Qiankun ring.

Bai Jiamu complained: "I really didn't expect that there would be such a wet place in Xuantianzong."

Zitao rolled his eyes: "You can't easily come in normally."

Bai Jiamu: "The Law Enforcement Hall is willing to let us go?"

Zitao: "No, I stole the key and came to rob the prison."

Bai Jiamu: "..."

Cheng Yunzhi who was still arranging his clothes: "..."

Bai Jiamu couldn't even tidy up the messy tapes. He said in disbelief: "It's the first time that I, Bai Jiamu, have been pushed into prison like this. You don't want me to go into prison for the second time, do you?"

Cheng Yunzhi thought for a while, and he couldn't take advantage of Gu Yan.

In case he really wanted to enter for the second time, he decided to use the privilege to fish himself out.

Zitao said, "I lied to you."

Bai Jiamu: "See if I don't kill you—"

Finally, there was a fight in front of the Law Enforcement Hall. The poor disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall who had just stayed up all night and finished recording the dossier just had time to close their eyes and take a nap. Then when they opened their eyes, they found that the three who had just come out of the water cage were fighting again.

Bai Jiamu: "Get out of here!"

Zitao smiled and said, "No."

The disciple of Law Enforcing Hall stretched out his hand, speechless.

Cheng Yuzhi coughed, and the two finally realized that they were still standing at the door of the Law Enforcement Hall, surrounded by people coming and going, casting strange glances one after another.

Mr. Cheng said: "I want to play, you two go back to the house to play."

Bai Jiamu became angry from embarrassment: "When am I going to play with him?! Open your dog eyes..."

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the disciples of the Law Enforcing Hall immediately went up to hold one of them: "Senior Brother Zitao, you can leave, walk slowly and don't see you off."

Zitao hugged his shoulders and said, "Don't be like this, brother Bai and I rarely meet here, so we can't leave something to commemorate."

Bai Jiamu: "Roll!"

In the end, the disciples of Law Enforcing Hall told them that since the murderer had not been found yet, they could only move within the prescribed range and could not leave Xuantianzong.

The law enforcement hall will buckle a ring spiritual weapon on their hands to prevent them from escaping.

"There is also that fellow Taoist named Qiu Zhen who lives in the room next to the water cage. You can also take him away." The disciple of the law enforcement hall flipped through the jade slips and said.

Zitao: "Qiu Zhen? Who is that?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "It's a little friend who follows Brother Bai."

Bai Jiamu twisted the ring on his hand, and found that it was tightly clasped on his wrist, unable to move, not even a chance to loosen his flesh.

He was obviously displeased, and wanted to speak a few times, but he pressed his throat back abruptly.

In the end, he just said casually, "I'll pick up Qiu Zhen."

After Bai Jiamu left, Zitao was amazed: "Zushan actually has a fellow Taoist who is willing to follow Bai Jiamu. It's very rare."

When he said this, he didn't seem to be mocking Bai Jiamu for his lack of friendship, his tone was calm, as if he was just expressing his own feelings.

Cheng Yunzhi: "Why, does he have no friends?"

Zitao: "It's true since I was a child, I don't know why, maybe it's because he behaved surlyly in Zushan?"

The elder brother shrugged, "There are more enemies than friends, and he is Bai Jiamu. So it is quite rare to have a friend now."

Cheng Yunzhi said: "I think there is something wrong with Qiu Zhen."

Zitao asked curiously, "How?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "I don't know. They also said that Qiu Zhen has a problem, but I noticed that his problem is not only in the Bai Jiong case. When he comes, maybe you can see it too."

Bai Jiamu went to pick up Qiu Zhen, and found that the door of his room was wide open, and Qiu Zhen was sitting on a stool, looking down at the gap in the floor tiles boredly.

Bai Jiamu said, "Why are you still here?"

Qiu Zhen raised his head and said with a smile: "Brother Bai. I don't come to Xuantianzong very often, so I don't know the way. Fortunately, brother came to pick me up, otherwise I'm afraid I'll get lost."

Bai Jiamu was in front, leading him away, while saying: "Xuantian and Zu Shan have communicated so many times, have you never come out?"

Qiu Zhen smiled and said, "Senior Brother Bai, have you forgotten that I just got started last month?"

As they spoke, the two of them stepped up the steps for the last time, and saw two figures sitting on the stone table on the right side of the broad sword trial square, chatting for some unknown reason.

Bai Jiamu didn't want to go up, he thought to himself, maybe Qiu Zhen is the only person he can get close to, so why does he still have contact with these Xuantianzong disciples?

Anyway, he still has to be ridiculed and talked about.

But thinking so in his heart, he didn't stop at his feet, and walked up before the two turned their heads, and said in a bad tone: "Hey, I've received someone, so I'll go first."

Cheng Yuzhi turned around slowly: "Don't run away. Anyway, we have a colleague in the water cage, why don't we go to the cafeteria to have dinner together?"

Bai Jiamu: "Eat, eat, what to eat."

Cheng Yunzhi smiled and said: "This is not acquaintance, not friendship..." His eyes fell on Zitao, who was fixed after turning around, and asked in wonder, "Brother Zitao?"

His gaze moved along Zitao's line of sight, and finally fell on Qiu Zhen.

Zitao was like a statue, his whole body was frozen, maybe only his chest was heaving; his breathing was rapid, as if he saw a raging flood beast, trembling, he put his hand on the hilt of his waist.

Bai Jiamu noticed Zitao's strangeness, and said with disdain: "What are you doing? We have one more person, so we are so scared? Chen Zitao, you are nothing more than that..."

Feeling something was wrong, Bai Jiamu could barely stop.

He thought about all the strange things during this time, why did he who had never had a friend suddenly have a friend who was good to him wholeheartedly?

Why did a strange face that he had never seen before suddenly come to ask him if he wanted to go to Xuantianzong together?

And on the day of the journey, Qiu Zhen saw the dagger in his waist.

Qiu Zhen asked curiously, "Brother Bai, did you use a dagger as a weapon?"

At that time, they were still some distance away from Xuantianzong, and Bai Jiamu sat on the spirit boat feeling bored, thinking over and over again, how to use his new trick after seeing Zitao.

Hearing the words of the new friend, he waved impatiently: "Don't make noise."

Qiu Zhen was quiet for a moment, then leaned forward and asked, "Brother Bai, can I touch this dagger?"

Bai Jiamu's temper exploded when he was called out, and he turned his head angrily: "Shouting, screaming, screaming! If you have nothing to do, go to the plywood to practice swords. Don't go to Xuantianzong. Even the disciples who have just started can't beat others. !"

Just as she was about to kick him out, she suddenly saw Qiu Zhen's face that somewhat resembled his mother's.

Bai Jiamu paused, and threw the dagger to him: "Be careful, if you bump it, I'll take your head off."

Qiu Zhen took the dagger away carefully, and quickly took it back, as if holding some precious treasure.

In fact, it is not a valuable thing. My mother bought it at a street stall, just to look good.

But Bai Jiamu still said something, just glanced at him, and started to meditate again.

Thoughts came back, his words stuck in his throat.

Zitao slowly stood up from the stone bench, stood opposite Qiu Zhen, and looked directly at him.

Qiu Zhen also laughed lightly, and the image of the little follower running behind her butt disappeared.

Bai Jiamu reacted immediately: "You... are Xuantianzong's traitor?"

Zitao sneered: "A traitor? That's not enough."

Qiu Zhen's gaze shifted, first falling on Bai Jiamu, then on Cheng Yuzhi, looking up and down for a moment, and said, "You're doing well these days."

Cheng Yunzhi also looked at him, thoughtfully, and took out a small porcelain pot from the mustard bag.

It was probably the spirit fruit drink that he had bought somewhere before, or he picked it up from the small kitchen of Changshu Peak under the acquiescence of Xianjun, and took a sip.

He thought for a while, and came to a conclusion: "Which expert are you, a young fellow Taoist who came to a mere qi refining period?"

Bai Jiamu: "...What?!

Zitao's expression also confirmed what Cheng Yuzhi said.

The expression started from doubt, and gradually changed to ugly, even extremely scary!

Before the others could react, Zitao drew out his long sword, and stabbed out at a speed that was unprepared. The scorching sun was shining brightly, rising from behind him!

Qiu Zhen didn't know if he didn't react, or he acquiesced to the stab.

The long sword directly pierced his chest, and the sound of flesh and blood being torn was jaw-dropping.

There's blood running along the long sword, Dido.

Zitao squeezed out the name from between his teeth: "Bai Ci!!!"

Qiu Zhen said regretfully, "Brother Zitao."

"You still dare to come to my Xuantian Sect!!!"

Eldest brother was out of breath, and the scorching sun behind him became more and more piercing.

He is like a little sun falling into the mortal world, scorching red gold, not to be looked at directly!

The long sword in his hand directly hit Qiu Zhen... No, it should be Bai Ci's throat. With just a light pressure, he can cut open his vitals!

It was not that there were no other disciples in the square. After the accident happened, countless disciples came to look at him together.

"That's...Senior Brother Zitao?"

"It's really senior brother! Why did senior brother kill that person?"

The rest of the disciples shouted: "Law Enforcement Hall! Law Enforcement Hall!"

There were still many people who wanted to gather around to watch the excitement, and the quilt Tao shook them away with a palm, blocking the ground three feet below their feet.

Zitao shouted eagerly: "The law enforcement hall! Bind the immortal cable! The demon cultivator has sneaked in!"

Qiu Zhen's throat was pressed against the long sword, and it was still shaking when he spoke.

The skin has been broken, and there are thin lines of blood falling, but he doesn't care.

The man thought about it seriously, and asked, "I think I've learned to be an 'innocent and innocent' follower, and I'm already very similar. Brother Zitao, how did you recognize me?"

Zitao: "...I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes and fly to the sky! During the Qi refining period, why are you still in this state without making any progress?"

Bai Ci regretfully moved the sharp sword point away from his throat, and casually swallowed a elixir to stop the bleeding in his chest.

Bai Jiamu recognized that it was a casual gift from him, and gasped!

Beitz said: "I originally planned to delay some more time and stay a little longer."

Zitao's expression turned ugly, and he said, "What are you going to do?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he took out a meatball-like monster from his arms and waved it in front of their eyes.

Cheng Yunzhi didn't realize it all at once, so he heard him say: "It should have belonged to me, but now I don't know why it's on the island. Now that it's here, let's make good use of the waste."

However, before everyone could react at all, he glanced sharply at the sky and said with his tongue, "Here we come."

coming?

what?

A crack opened on Bai Ci's side, and he jumped into it as if returning to his own garden, leaving only a thin blood on the ground and the half-dead meat ball that was pinched.

Everyone's eyes were hazy, and when they came back to their senses, they found a strange snow-clothed man standing beside the blood, bowing his head quietly.

Cheng Yuzhi put the porcelain pot back into the mustard bag, turned around and said, "Young Master Gu, why did you come here by such a coincidence, just a step behind?"

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