Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

60 years have passed, Jun Jiusi is no longer the immature boy he was back then, all the greenness has faded from his face, and the soft eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to those of Xiaohou, with a little more sharpness like a knife, light and sword shadow, which is a bit like his biological father Jun is alive.

It's just that Jun Jiusi is not like Jun Changsheng who was the Chongming Emperor, but more like the suzerain of the Taiyi Sect who fought for six years and swept away the evil things in the abyss.

He was wearing a brocade robe, half of his satin-like black hair was tied up by a golden crown, and half loose, and he came in a menacing manner, as if he was not here to meet an old friend, but to slash people with a big knife.

Zhong Ying coughed, fearing that Jun Jiusi would not recognize him, so he greeted first: "Xiao Ba, it's me."

Jun Jiusi's gaze was like a falcon, haughty and piercing, looked Zhong Ying up and down twice and said, "I don't know!"

Zhong Ying: "..."

This brat is even more disgusting than before!

Zhong Ying clenched his fists tightly, and endured so much that he didn't give Jun Jiusi a "brain break", and forcibly pulled the corner of his lips: "I'm Zhong Ying, and I used to often..." The one who beat you.

The last few words were stuck in his throat, and Jun Jiusi interrupted Zhong Ying: "I don't know! I, Chongming, are not some ruthless and despicable people who can talk about it! Get out of here! Don't appear in front of me , dirty my eyes!"

"???"

What scumbag?What kind of heartlessness?

Zhong Ying, who was pointed at his nose and scolded, had veins throbbing on his forehead.

"Now, immediately, get out!"

Jun Jiusi snorted coldly, folded his arms around his chest, and kept chattering: "I thought it was Brother Qi's classmate who came out, so I came out to have a look, but... hehe, I wasted my time for nothing. I... hiss!"

"Boom-"

Zhong Ying couldn't hold it back, and gave the brat a headache.

His movements were so smooth and skillful that Jun Jiusi's fair forehead turned red, but he didn't react, and stared at Zhong Ying dumbfounded, completely unbelievable that Zhong Ying would do this.

In the past 60 years, except for Xiao Hou who occasionally took care of him, who in the entire Chongming Kingdom would dare to show him face?

Even the guard gasped, he didn't expect that His Highness the Eighth Highness, this lawless uncle, would still be so deflated.

Zhong Ying gave a "tsk" sound: "Speak well to me."

Jun Jiusi pointed at Zhong Ying, shaking his fingers, not knowing whether it was out of anger or for some reason: "You still dare to hit me?"

return?

Zhong Ying lightly raised his long eyebrows.

He knew that Jun Jiusi still remembered him, after all, he had beaten him so many times, it was enough to leave a deep psychological shadow... Cough cough.

Jun Jiusi's face was flushed with a thin layer of red, and with a move with his right hand, a red-tasseled hunting spear appeared in his palm, and stabbed at Zhong Ying: "See if I don't kill you, you heartbroken man!" Chinese!"

"What heartbreaker? Don't talk nonsense!"

The red-tasseled spear pierced into the green grass, and the lightning that wrapped around the gun exploded from the ground. The ground cracked and spread forward. It stretched several feet before stopping, and the green grass was scorched black by the lightning.

Zhong Ying fell to the ground like a white crane, his hair was not messed up, and his expression was slightly surprised.

Surprised that Jun Jiusi actually chose the long spear as the magic weapon of life, and also surprised by Jun Jiusi's cultivation base.

"Little Ba, you have grown a lot in the past 60 years." Zhong Ying praised with a smile.

Jun Jiusi's parents are both great talents in the Hedao period, and Jun Jiusi's aptitude is naturally not bad. Although he is not as good as the "monster" who seems to be unexpected, and is not as good as the "reborn" Zhong Ying, but it is entirely possible to pull him to Yuxin Academy alone. Praise for "talent".

However, Jun Jiusi, who possesses extraordinary aptitude and noble status, has never been a hardworking person. Judging from his previous cultivation progress, Jun Jiusi should not have the current cultivation level.

——This shows that Jun Jiusi has been practicing hard for the past 60 years, so that he can far surpass his peers.

Jun Jiusi sneered, and continued to fight after missing a single blow. The spear dance was extremely ferocious, and the thunderbolt even destroyed the surrounding flowers, plants and trees.

"Today I'll kill you bastard!"

"You're itchy, aren't you?"

"Hehe! Heartbreaker!"

"Are you finished? I don't have time to make trouble with you. I'm here to find your brother."

"Don't even think about it, you fool!"

"..."

"Go to hell!"

"..."

Bear boy can't do without beating him!If you don't beat me, you won't be good!

Zhong Yingge fired the red-tasseled gun, grabbed the killing gun, and jumped forward: "Look carefully, how to use the gun." After speaking, he stabbed the opponent directly in the face.

The spear points collided, the red-tasseled spear flashed with lightning, but there was nothing on the extinguishing spear, as if it was just ordinary iron, even this move seemed ordinary.

But Jun Jiusi's pupils flashed a touch of horror. In his eyes, this ordinary move came like a thousand troops, with a clear banner and fierce aura.

With a shock, Jun Jiusi took a few steps back, and Zhong Ying picked up the gun.

The original momentum of thousands of troops disappeared in an instant, and transformed into a sharp and terrifying force, which made people have to avoid the edge, and the red tasseled spear in Jun Jiusi's hand was directly thrown away.

After picking up the Hongying Spear, Zhong Ying had already come up to him, with the Extinguishing Gun behind his back, and gave Jun Jiusi a few brains without hesitation.

The continuous sound of "bang bang bang" knocked Jun Jiusi's head full.

Zhong Ying bared her tiny canine teeth: "Do you still dare to curse?"

Jun Jiusi covered his head, stared at Zhong Ying indignantly, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to scold "Your uncle", when he reached his mouth, he turned worried: "Be careful—"

Countless vines emerged from the ground and entangled Zhong Ying. When Zhong Ying wanted to break free, countless wind blades flew from all directions and involved him. Zhong Ying froze and was dragged into a piranha several feet high. In the middle, afterward, a seal of Tianzun descended from the sky, pressing the piranha into thin paper.

"Brother Zhong!" Jun Jiusi rushed over. Seeing this scene, his brows and eyes were twice as angry as before, "Come out! Get out! Who allowed you to do it? Where did you get the guts?"

The few priests who had just shot showed up, looked at each other, and seemed unable to understand Jun Jiusi's anger: "Your Highness, we are only protecting you."

"Fuck your mother's protection! Are you blind? Where did you see that I want to protect you!"

These priests were all stronger than Jun Jiusi, that's why they were arranged to protect him. After being scolded so badly, their faces were a bit ugly.However, unlike sects where cultivation is based on seniority, the Chongming Kingdom places more emphasis on status. Even if the prince's cultivation is lower than theirs, he still has the right to be willful and arrogant.

"Your Highness..."

Jun Jiusi shouted: "Take this broken stone statue away, do you hear me?"

"No, I'm fine."

A smiling voice sounded in his ears, Jun Jiusi turned his head and saw Zhong Ying who was pulling a green leaf above his head, his eyes were inexplicably red.

Zhong Ying laughed: "It's funny how you look like this."

Jun Jiusi pursed his lips, pointed at Zhong Ying, and ordered angrily: "Beat him, beat him hard! Throw him out of Chongming Kingdom!"

With the lesson just now, how dare the worship guards dare to take action against Zhong Ying, and all of them took this order as a deaf ear.

Jun Jiusi: "...you are against me!"

Zhong Ying rubbed Jun Jiusi's forehead, Jun Jiusi calmed down slowly, and Zhong Ying began to pull his crown: "Tell me quickly, where is your seventh brother?"

"You left Seventh Brother behind for 60 years, don't care about it." Jun Jiusi said in a low voice, "You still have the nerve to mention him?"

Zhong Ying touched his nose, feeling a little guilty: "This matter is my fault, but isn't it important for me? When I finish my work, I will take you to play in the Devil Realm. I promise, you can stay in the Devil Realm as you please. People dare to embarrass you."

For that great beauty Lian Zhongjun, Zhong Ying sold all his subordinates.

"Hey, you really don't have a conscience, are you still looking for an excuse?"

Zhong Ying wanted to beat Jun Jiusi again, why is this brat's mouth so poisonous?Silently pulling Jun Jiusi's bun into a doghouse, Zhong Ying said: "Yes, yes, you are right, if you don't tell me where your seventh brother is, how can I make a fool of myself and make amends for him?"

"Back down." Jun Jiusi scolded, and in the blink of an eye, there were only two people left here.

"Seventh brother is not here." He then lowered his voice and said, "Daddy has been sleeping in order to save seventh brother. A few days ago, someone broke into the Kaiming Palace to assassinate. Although the assassins were all dead, mother was seriously injured in order to protect daddy. Hearing that Daozu left a pill before he ascended, Seventh brother went to Yuxin Academy to ask for the pill. Seventh brother got the inheritance of Taoist, so he should be able to get it when he goes in person."

Zhong Ying was shocked.

Jun Jiusi was vague and didn't know what kind of injury he suffered after mentioning Xiao, but, is there any treasure in Chongming Kingdom?Needing to use the elixir left by Daozu, I'm afraid it's not a trivial matter...

Zhong Ying said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, take good care of your mother, I'll go to the academy."

With that said, he whistled.

A Yinglong flew out of the bracelet, its wings covering the sky and the sun.

"Third Uncle, please stay in Chongming Palace for a few days." Zhong Ying said.Although the Chongming Palace will definitely strengthen its guard and there is no need for Ying Long, but with Ying Long around, no matter what happens, Zhong Ying will be there immediately.

With a wave of his hand, Zhong Ying turned and left.

Unlike Chongming Palace, Zhong Ying easily entered Yuxin Academy.

He is a student of Yuxin Academy. Over the years, the identity token has never expired, and the academy did not expel him.Moreover, with the cheap father of the sword master around, someone would open the back door for Zhong Ying at any time.

Zhong Ying avoids his master and students, looking for Jun Buyi's aura, standing outside the fence, saw Jun Buyi in the courtyard.

Before the old master cultivated, he came from a rather remote mountain village, and he had to help his family with work since he could walk.Now, at this age, with this level of cultivation, he has returned to basics and opened up a melon field on his own territory.

In the garden, there are large stretches of melon vines, a jujube tree, a small piece of sugar cane, and many grape vines on the wooden frame...

The old homeowner's face is peaceful, just like it was 60 years ago.

Jun Buyi is wearing a light-colored long gown with a black lotus-pattern robe on the outside. It is as cold as ice and snow on the top of a mountain, and as elegant as a lotus in water that emerges from the mud and is not stained.

However, he has a head of cold white hair, which is bound by jade buckles and hangs loosely around his waist.

He seemed to have said something, the old homeowner smiled and stroked his beard with relief, and an old voice came in a low voice: "Okay, this old man will definitely help, don't worry."

Jun Buyi bowed his hands and said in a clear voice, "Thank you."

Zhong Ying stood on the spot, staring at this scene through the morning glories all over the fence, sketching Jun Buyi's exquisitely curved profile in his heart.

At this time, footsteps came from behind, Zhong Ying did not dodge.

"Who are you?" A voice came from behind, vaguely familiar, like an old friend.

Zhong Ying raised his hood, his long black hair fell down, and he took off his mask, revealing a pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes.

The person behind stepped forward a few steps, and after seeing Zhong Ying, Gujing Wubo's voice became a little more surprised: "Senior Brother Zhong?"

Zhong Ying nodded slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, he called out, "Junior Brother Qiu."