The decent boss always wants to attack me

Bai Qing put one hand on Su Jiancheng's shoulder and was supported by him to walk back the mountain. Although his body became increasingly hot and limp, he couldn't hide the icy aura around him. It seemed that no matter what situation he fell into, for him None worth mentioning.

Like a spotless ice lotus on the top of a snow mountain, she is indifferent and proud.

He lightly tapped Su Jiancheng's neck a few times with his fingertips, whether it was ridicule or praise: "That's right, you have learned to plot against me."

After much deliberation, there was only a problem with that elixir. I'm afraid there was some sensual and indiscriminate medicine wrapped in it, and it would be kicked to pieces by Chu Xiu before it could exert its effect in advance.

Su Jiancheng turned her head to look at him, her red pupils were full of madness: "Don't you want to leave here? I can make our cultivation improve faster."

Bai Qing said indifferently: "So what are you going to do? Let them expel me from the sect?"

Large and small soup ponds are spread all over the back mountain, warm in winter and cool in summer, the water in the pool closest to them is light blue, and a cold mist forms on the surface of the water, and the moment Baiqing slides into the pool, the cold spring water fills the limbs Baiku dissipated a lot of the dry heat in his body.

He let out a breath slowly, put his hands on the wet and slippery boulder by the pool, and raised his eyelids to look at Su Jiancheng.

The man jumped in after him as expected, his snow-white hair spread out in the water, half of his red eyes were covered by the hazy mist, only the beautiful black pupils were exposed, the thin underwear was wet by the pool water, and he was vaguely outlined. The slender waist is looming.

Su Jiancheng plunged into the pool water, and the white shadow under the water was getting closer and closer. When he swam in front of Bai Qing, he suddenly emerged from the water, his hair was wet in strands on his neck, his white eyelashes and eyes were full of water fog.

He gently hugged Bai Qing, the man was already so hot that he was about to catch fire, but at this moment he just lowered his eyes to look at him calmly.

Su Jiancheng said softly, "I just miss you."

"Conjuration?"

Chu Xiu couldn't bear it: "Aren't your Baihunmen's spells and those broken rules aimed at Bai Qing?"

Mo Cong choked, the rules in the door are not up to her, it has lasted for 200 years, it is reasonable to say that it is aimed at the Bai family, although Bai Qing is also a member of the Bai family...

But it is unimaginable that this person was driven to the Hundred Souls Gate. If he hadn't happened to meet him outside the mountain gate, could it be that he planned to enter the mountain gate and make a mess?

What a lunatic.

She tentatively asked: "Hong Qian and Ruan Lingyao are already at Qiwumen, why don't you ask them?"

Unexpectedly, Chu Xiu gave her an expression of 'too much nonsense and stupid'. The lunatic raised his head and glanced at the Hundred Souls Gate, and said coldly: "The rules in your gate should stop."

Mo Cong secretly gave a thumbs up, the lunatic is indeed a lunatic, he is so confident that he thinks that he can eradicate the 200-year blood feud between Baihunmen and the Bai family by himself, why, just rely on him in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul?

Chu Xiu had enough nonsense with her, and his expression became more and more gloomy: "Tell me the way to break the curse."

"As soon as you came, you pointed the sword at me and asked me to tell you the way to break the curse, and you also had to let me know what the curse is. A doctor has to feel his pulse when he sees a doctor. You are too..."

A water mirror floated in the air, and a cloud of mist slowly rose from the mirror. Chu Xiu raised his hand, and the mist cleared, revealing a picture. Holding the sword, it made that dusty handsome and cold face a little more distinguished.

Don't frown.

This is Bai Qing, not like Bai Qing, with an impatient expression on his face and arrogance and coldness in his eyes, until she saw the person pointed at by the point of the sword, she couldn't help getting closer.

"roll."

Hearing the word 'roll', Mo Cong was startled at first and then wanted to laugh. He thought of Chu Xiu who was carefully bandaging Bai Qing's wound under the tree, and also remembered the blue swallowtail butterfly and That surprise smile filled with mixed feelings.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Chu Xiu thought she couldn't solve it, put his sword back into its sheath, and was about to go to the Hundred Souls Gate, Mo Cong hurriedly stopped him: "I know how to solve this spell."

They went to Qiwumen to fight Bai Qing, she didn't agree at first, but the ancestral training in the door could not be shaken. In fact, she was very happy to help Bai Qing, which was also a thank you for being on the island. Resign yourself to fate.

She took out a talisman, bit her fingertips and drew an extremely complicated incantation on it. When she moved her hand, the body of the talisman emitted a dazzling golden light. This stalemate was like the effort of a cup of tea, and her palm was full of sweat.

The blood-colored mantra on the talisman was gradually changing color with the golden light, but when it reached the top, it seemed to be blocked and stood still. It flickered back and forth for a long time, and Chu Xiu's expression gradually became gloomy. Before he could do anything, the golden light on the talisman The 'whoosh' went out.

Mo Cong was a little distracted, as expected, non-inner disciples had lost the ability to understand the curse.

Seeing that Chu Xiu was about to go to the Hundred Souls Gate again, a voice appeared in time.

"What curse do you want to undo?"

The man came in a long snow-colored dress, his face was still covered by a light veil, and he couldn't see his true face clearly, but when he saw Chu Xiu, he was obviously stunned, and bowed slightly to salute: "Young Master Chu."

Chu Xiu frowned and looked at her: "It's you?"

Mo Cong was a little surprised that they knew each other, and was also surprised that this lunatic could speak well, so he thought about it and heard Chu Xiu's strong voice: "You Baihunmen cast a curse on Bai Qing."

His tone was not very good, and with Mu's temper, she thought that he would definitely not agree.

But Mu nodded in agreement.

The disciples of the inner sect have the highest ability to control the spell in the whole sect. The two disciples who went to Qiwumen are the disciples of the inner sect. Therefore, only the disciples of the inner sect can solve the curse. Mo Cong is only half of them. After Luo Ruoyun's accident, she Has exited the inner door.

Senior Sister Mu, of course she can understand it.

However, Senior Sister Mu, who has always been indifferent to human fireworks, is the one who follows the sect's ancestral precepts the most, and she actually complied.

Her slender hands stretched out from her sleeves, and her fingertips condensed into a ball of pale white spiritual power. She even condensed her air into a blade and drew a line on her wrist. The talismans and seals emitted a dazzling golden light together.

After a moment of effort, the spell has been completed.

Mu put her hands into her sleeves, and there was already a puddle of sticky blood on the ground. As if she hadn't seen it, her beautiful eyes turned to look at Chu Xiu, and her voice hit each other like jewels: "You are causing trouble to Mr. Chu, what you said I will report to Master and let her make a new decision."

Chu Xiu raised his chin as a thank you, the spiritual power in his hand erupted, he tore a crack in the air and disappeared without a trace.

The man disappeared, but Mu Que's face suddenly changed, his eyes were cold: "Mo Cong, you never said that Chu Xiu knows space magic."

Mo Cong was dumbfounded, didn't you also say that you knew Chu Xiu?

The woman waved her sleeves, and her expression returned to normal, but she still heard a hint of annoyance in Mu's voice: "Forget it, let him go."

The methods of the Hundred Souls Sect were enough to make Chu Xiu look down upon him, and when he saw the young master's broken hair, he could guess what good things they had done.

Use hair as a medium, burn it into ashes, and cast spells on talismans to achieve the curse effect. This method is also recorded in the Huoxing Palace Book Pavilion. It is only now that he regrets that he did not read more about lifting spells in those days. ancient books.

The Hundred Souls Gate has been passed down for hundreds of years, and all kinds of weird spells have been studied. In addition to preventing generations of Bai family from possessing a powerful curse that can affect an entire bloodline, it makes people lost in desire. Abyss, or there are countless spells that infinitely magnify even a trace of vulgar disposition in his body.

Chu Xiu clenched the talisman in his hand. He knew that the young master was different from others. His body was weak and his mental strength was weak. He looked very weak.

But the young master is very strong. His cultivation base and his swordsmanship are enough to shake off the disciples. Standing in the crowd, he is like the moon of stars, and he is like a heavenly man. People have the desire to protect countless times.

He knew that the young master was Bai Qing, but he was not Bai Qing.

When he saw Bai Qing appearing, he pointed the tip of his sword at him to tell him to roll, and when he waited for Bai Qing to come back in the dark dormitory, countless thoughts of killing him had arisen in his mind.

But he was afraid that if he did this, the young master would really not be able to come back.

Chu Xiu jumped out of the darkness, the crack behind him merged with the surrounding scenery, and the aftermath of transparent spiritual power rippled in the air and was completely annihilated.

However, what came into view was a mess.

The broken rope, the short blade that was thrown aside, and the clothes that he had torn into a pile of rags, he could almost feel the remaining temperature on the back of his hand.

Chu Xiu lowered his eyes, his pupils were full of dark red light and filled with haze, he stared at the empty table with no expression on his face, and slowly raised his hand.

With a loud bang, the wall of the dormitory was shattered by him, and the ground trembled several times.

He clamped the talisman with two fingers, closed his eyes, and murmured in a deep voice: "Bai Qing."

A small pile of ashes fell to the ground.

The chilly pool water seemed to be warmed by the scalding body temperature, and this warmth was even more deadly to Bai Qing.

He was so exhausted that he wanted to plunge into the pool unconsciously, but the man slowly climbed up to his chest like a slippery snake, his cold body was undoubtedly the antidote for Bai Qing at this moment.

Su Jiancheng's voice was also like that alluring demon, it was scorching from the eardrum to the heart.

Bai Qing looked down at him, raised his chin, and said in a hoarse voice, "Su Er, you want me to violate the door rules."

Su Jiancheng laughed foolishly, he blinked and looked at Bai Qing, his rosy lips were about to cover it: "Don't you want to, no one knows."

There was a hint of temptation in his voice, it was so soft that it seemed to turn into a puddle of water, and he could even feel that Su Jiancheng was about to sit up at any time.

There was a small splash on the surface of the water, and Bai Qing suddenly grabbed Su Jiancheng's waist with his hands, causing the person in his arms to cry out in surprise. He let out an inexplicable laugh from his throat, and whispered in Su Jiancheng's ear: "This is you Delivered to the door."

Su Jiancheng pursed her lips and smiled, and kissed a red mark on his neck, a dark light flashed in her eyes, and she quietly pinched a tactic with her right hand hidden in the water.

"Senior Sister! There's news!!"

Hong Qian stood up: "Call someone."