Fans of thousands of people respect him for cultivating the ruthless way

Xie Jiuqing had no expression on his face, and it can be said that he was not surprised. He already knew that there were people outside the bedroom.

How could Xuan Xian's little trick deceive him?

He raised his eyebrows, but hugged the person in his arms even tighter, "It seems that Immortal Yunxi has not been out of touch with me, not only can come and go freely in this Promise Demon Palace, but also hurt the queen of this seat, now it is Are you here to plead guilty?"

In Guiyi Sect, one who has attained Huashen cultivation will have the qualification to take over as the master of Yifeng.

Xuan Xian is young and promising. He is the only disciple after Xie Jiuqing who has entered the stage of transformation at such an age. Naturally, he is a key training object. Not only are there excellent training resources for selection, but the position of peak master is even more important. Of course.

However, even though he became the peak master, he didn't feel that there was any change.

In front of Feng Mosheng, he was still that well-behaved little disciple.

"Senior brother, there may be some misunderstanding between you and me. Although your devil queen is highly praised by Lord Qianqinglian, she is actually like mud in a pond, filthy and dirty. She has done many dirty things behind your back. As long as you can let her go Master, I will present the evidence I have obtained with both hands, what do you think?"

Even if he is extremely dissatisfied with the person in front of him, he can't act rashly now, because his cultivation base can't compete with the other party, and if he is not careful, he will fall into a passive situation.

He wants to endure and solve it in the most peaceful way.

Taozi has already fallen into it, Feng Mosheng didn't want Xuan Xian to do the same, but he didn't know what to say, he was afraid that his pleading would only make Xie Jiuqing angry, so his heart sank, "Presumptuous! I don't need your help as a teacher, Hugh You are talking nonsense and slandering Immortal Qianqing here, you must apologize to your elder brother and leave quickly with your things!"

Feng Lange is Xie Jiuqing's inverse scale, even if he touches it lightly, he may be brutalized by the other party's fury, he can't let this happen.

He was still sick, with a sickly look between his brows and eyes.

Just now, the two were intimate, their clothes were disheveled, the corners of their eyes were still red, and the unsightly marks on their bodies were extremely glaring, reminding their master of the abuse they suffered all the time.

Xuan Xian was not a fool, he clenched his fists angrily, and was terribly stubborn, "Master is the head of the sect, appointed by the ancestors, safety and danger cannot be compromised, otherwise I will not be able to gain a foothold in the righteous alliance in the future."

What he said was to remind Xie Jiuqing that if he didn't let him go to the same school, he wouldn't let it go.

Xie Jiuqing is not stupid. He hates threats from others the most in his life. Hearing this, he curled his lips and chuckled, "I won't exchange such boring things with you. Besides, you are now in this seat's Promise Demon Palace. Don't you want me Shall I make it flat and round?"

Speaking of this, Feng Mou slightly narrowed his eyes and whispered in the ear of the person in his arms, "If you want to save these two disciples, it depends on whether the master is obedient or not."

The cold palm touched the side of the waist, and the thin layer of callus was sharpened on the delicate skin, and there was a burst of coolness.

Feng Mosheng shrank back, nestled in the opponent's arms, not daring to move, as if letting him be ravaged by him.

Xuan Xian saw it in his eyes anxiously, "Don't you just hold a grudge because Master hurt you once with the magic pestle, today I will let you see the real face of the one you have been holding in the palm of your hand!"

After saying that, he directly threw the soul-gathering wood of Sheng Youshen's head master Yuanshen to the other party.

If Xie Jiuqing is really a person who must take revenge, he hopes that the other party can hate one more person, so that at least Feng Mosheng won't have to bear everything.

Moreover, what Feng Lange did was nothing compared to what Feng Mosheng did. Even if Feng Mosheng was at fault, Xie Jiuqing's current achievements all depended on the other party, and what else did Feng Lange do besides blindly asking for it?

Before, he asked the elders of Guiyi School to find out the ins and outs, and some people who knew the inside story told him that at the beginning, Feng Lange didn't seem to really want to adopt Xie Jiuqing, and he often behaved strangely, such as always Punish young children for no reason, and the situation will get better after a while.

As for what happened on the way that made Feng Lange's attitude towards Xie Jiuqing completely changed, no one knows.

Xie Jiuqing took the Soul Gathering Wood into his hand, picked up something as thick as a finger and observed it carefully.

The small and exquisite thing emits a bright green light all over its body, which is because the soul lives in it.

After a moment of silence, he slowly sank his consciousness, and some memories that did not belong to him flooded into his mind like a flood.

The phoenix mother's support for Feng Mosheng when she was young.

In order to get the "Xuan Qing Zhen Jue", how the head of Shangzhen designed to frame Feng Mosheng and so on.

What you know before is not the same as the experience of being there.

In Shangzhen's memory, he saw Feng Mosheng being knocked to the ground by a palm but still holding back, saying with red eyes, "Save him..."

In the end, he even agreed to the other party to marry Wei Biji, just so that the people of Guiyimen could enter Taiyin City to rescue them.

Seeing this, the original hard heart suddenly collapsed.

Then we entered the topic.

The head of Shangzhen sent a secret letter to Feng Lange, intending to silence Feng Mo's voice, and every word in the other party's words was absolutely contemptuous of the devil.

......

Xie Jiuqing was silent for a moment, smiled, and muttered, "So what?"

As he spoke, he kneaded the soul-gathering wood in his hand into fine powder with spiritual power, and the beautiful bright green color turned into dots of stars in the air, which soon disappeared.

He knew that Feng Lange always valued his reputation, perhaps he did this just to keep the last sliver of his reputation in front of the righteous way, and the other party did not commit any treachery.

Even if he did, he would choose to forgive.

Because the other party has been kind to him in nurturing him, and he is already terminally ill, he would not choose to care about all kinds of things in the past, what he can do now is try his best to make up for the kindness he owes.

Xuan Xian took a deep breath, feeling an unprecedented powerlessness spreading physically and mentally.

Now, there is no need to take out the Luling Orb, because he understands that no matter what he takes out, the result will be the same.

I don't want to take it anymore.

Let's let the other party misunderstand, lest knowing the benefits of Feng Mo's voice, they will turn their heads and think about it.

"No matter, whether Lord Mojun cares or not has nothing to do with me. Guiyi only hopes that Lord Demon Lord can release Fuhua Immortal Venerable. All matters in the sect need to be handled by the sect leader himself."

On the day of the banquet, this person deliberately brought up the fact that the Demon Realm is going to marry the Demon Queen. Xie Jiuqing was still thinking about it, and the blind man could see the other party's friendship with Feng Mosheng, "If you are not afraid of letting the world know that the head of Gui Yi Sect voluntarily commits himself to this seat As a humble servant, you can bring the Righteous Path Alliance to the door, and then I will bring your master and the unborn fetus to fight in person."

After saying that, gently caressed the lower abdomen of the person in his arms with the palm of his hand.

The mass of blood energy absorbed the medicinal power of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill and gathered it very quickly. In fact, it had only been in the body for two months but it looked like four or five months. There was already an obvious bulge under the thin clothes.

Although Feng Mosheng couldn't see it, he could still feel Xuan Xian's gaze cast on his abdomen following the words.

As the head of the No. [-] sect of the Righteous Way, he is the son of the Demonic Way in his stomach, what will the people of the world think of him?

Besides, he was a man.

Others will definitely regard him as a monster.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously hunched his body and flinched into the opponent's arms, and lowered his head sadly.

The words "lowly servant" pierced his heart like a sharp knife, and he pinched a corner of his clothes and rubbed a small wrinkle.

He already knew his position in the other party's mind, and now he is only living for the baby, and everything he does is for the baby. He is about to die, and the other party's liking is meaningless to him.

He doesn't care anymore, because if he doesn't care, he won't be as angry and entangled as before.

"Xuan Xian, as a teacher, I voluntarily stayed in the Demon Realm, so go back and don't come again."

Xuan Xian hadn't recovered from the shock of the man being able to conceive a fetus at all, he clenched his hands into fists, "But Master..."

Feng Mosheng didn't do it voluntarily.

He could see it.

In the past, he was always by his side when returning to Yimen. Even if he couldn't see the pair of peach blossoms, the starlight would shine in his eyes, and a smile would appear on his face when he smelled the fragrance of flowers.

But now there is only bottomless despair and panic.

Hollow and numb.

Xie Jiuqing raised his eyebrows and was very irritable at the two trying to be affectionate in front of him, but before he could open his mouth, a pair of soft lips moved up to cover his.

The straight and long eyelashes swept across his face, causing a slight itchy feeling.

Feng Mosheng stuck the tip of her tongue into his mouth, probing clumsily, "Xiao Jiu, let them go."

Her slender arms tightly wrapped around his neck, and she untied her tie as if she wanted to sacrifice herself devoutly.

Xie Jiuqing hugged him tightly, and the begonia gauze curtain in the bedroom fell like swaying moonlight, completely blocking the scene inside.

The restriction in the hall was triggered, and before he could react, Xuan Xian had been teleported to the outside of the bedroom.

He looked up at the sky.

There is not even a moon in Taiyin City.

There are layers upon layers of dark clouds above. I don't know how much filth is buried in this place that never sees the sun.

His memory stayed in the last scene, Feng Mosheng was held in Xie Jiuqing's arms, his black and flexible hair hung down behind him like a waterfall, and a loose piece of clothes fell off his shoulders, with a very clear tooth mark on it.

.......

In this world, the strong are always respected.

Because he is not strong enough, he cannot protect those he can protect.

However, he obviously worked very hard. In order to be promoted in a short period of time, he even resorted to secret techniques to expend his lifespan. The lifespan of a normal God Transformation Stage is 700 years, but he only has a short 300 years.

Even so, it was still far from Xie Jiuqing's distraction.

He stared at the pitch-black night sky, his clear eyes revealed a trace of confusion, and the light of identification was restored for a moment.

Must, rescue Feng Mosheng within a limited time.

must.

Thinking of this, he raised his trembling right hand slightly, concentrating all the spiritual power in his body.

This process went on for a long time, until the vortex-like palms absorbed all the spiritual power in his body, and he almost couldn't stand still, and he raised his right hand and hit his dantian hard.

With a sound of "噗嗤", blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth like a gurgling spring, staining the white cassock on his chest.