How could my Demon Lord's apprentice be the Light of Righteous Path?

The plan to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect in the Xiuxian Realm was disrupted by Zihuang, but it was not completely destroyed.Mozun was seriously injured and fled, and the base camp of Mozong was also found by the world of cultivating immortals and turned upside down.

But what the world of cultivators never imagined was that none of their fantasies of killing the remnants of the demon sect, fighting with all the demon cultivators, or a contest between good and evil happened.

The Demon Sect is empty.

There is no magic cultivator or Yingying Yanyan, even more deserted and simple than many small families.And the most inside are all kinds of poisons, living and dead, complete stumps, which make people's scalp numb and have nowhere to stay.

"The master of these things..."

Yu Shangzhong frowned and hesitated for a while, "Try not to touch these things, and focus on your own safety."

But before Yu Shangzhong finished speaking, another voice came from behind, "Don't touch? Hmph, that's a good idea."

"Come on, give me a fire to burn this filthy place!"

In an instant, the flames soaring into the sky could be seen hundreds of miles away.

At that time, Huoguang seemed to announce to everyone the defeat of the Demon Sect and the great victory of the Immortal Cultivation World.

"What's the matter?" Yun Jian suddenly turned around, stopped in his tracks, and waited for those who suddenly fell behind to catch up.

Zi Huang blocked it subconsciously, but suddenly realized that at this distance, he couldn't see anything except the little fire in the sky.

"It's nothing." Zi Huang replied nonchalantly, "It's just that I thought of something that made me unhappy."

Yun Jian remained silent for a few seconds, and said nonchalantly, "If anyone makes you unhappy, just find a way to make the other person unhappy too, wouldn't it be fine?"

Zi Huang thought for a while, did not continue to answer, and threw the question back: "Then what if Master made me sad?"

Yun Jian sneered, knowing that the little bastard was uneasy, turned around and left, "Then take it."

"Yes, yes, of course." Zi Huang chased after him in two or three steps, leaned close to Yun Jian and said with a smile, "I can't bear to make Master sad."

Yun Jian ignored Zi Huang's rebellious teasing, and threw him the kit he just got.

"This is……"

"Just collected."

Zi Huang opened the kit and raised his eyebrows, "It seems that many people are watching this action in the world of cultivating immortals."

"of course."

"Then it won't look fake for them to take it so easily?"

Yun Jian listened to Zi Huang's worry, and suddenly chuckled, "No matter how much you pretend to be in the Immortal Realm, you have been deceived by this deity for hundreds of years?"

Zi Huang was taken aback suddenly, this seemed to be the time since they met again...

For the first time, Yun Jian took the initiative to mention that period of time.

Zi Huang smiled, "Master's appearance in white at the beginning made my heart flutter too."

After finishing speaking, he passed on the contents of the kit to his master, "They said that according to the two forms of this formation, they found many acquaintances, and also found most of the prototype of this formation. As for the formation The source of the law is in a small world of ancient ruins."

"Maybe there is a record of this formation, but the entrance of that small world collapsed thousands of years ago."

"Continue to investigate how Xiaotiandi collapsed, and whether there are other entrances." Yun Jian paused, and then went to those places to have a look...

The towns in the mortal world are bustling and bustling as always, probably because of the fall of the Demon Sect, they are even more bustling at night. Two people wearing bamboo hats are walking on the street, listening to the storytellers not far away.

"You judges don't know that that shocking sword directly seriously injured the Demon Venerable. The flowers of hell withered in an instant, and the vitality of the Demon Venerable also dissipated."

"When those immortals in the world of cultivating immortals went to check, it was a sea of ​​blood and corpses, a mess, and there was no one alive!"

"The two sides fought fiercely, and suddenly a figure skipped by and took the Demon Lord away!"

"Huo! The devil still has a backhand?"

"This is natural. It is said that when the Demon Lord was lurking in the world of cultivating immortals, he got a person who fell in love with him. This person is also romantic and suave, even more beautiful than the fox demon in Qingqiu. He protects his beloved with death... "

"That's not right." Another person sitting under the stage yelled: "I heard that it was the apprentice of that devil who fell in love with each other and killed each other. Even if there is no balance between good and evil, they still show mercy..."

"Nonsense! I heard that it was because of chaos and abandonment, love and hatred!"

The storyteller looked at the interrupter, and he was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "You just entered the city, right? The grievances between these two people can't be finished for three days and three nights. What you heard may be the The version of Changlefang in Fengcheng, here we are, is the latest."

"You come tomorrow, and I can tell you the version of the story that started in chaos and ended up abandoned."

As he said that, the storyteller turned his head to look at the person wearing the bamboo hat who was sitting in the far corner, and said, "You probably haven't heard of it before. You've been listening to it for so many days, and I'll give it to you tomorrow." Upvote? I promise this is the most popular version in my city."

Yun Jian, who has kept a low profile since entering the city but was pulled out at this time: ...

He really didn't want to know at all how he started recklessly and ended up abandoning him, and then was caught and tortured for three days and three nights by his apprentice who loved and hated him.

Is this folk style too open?

"Master still likes these story books?" A man in black came to Yun Jian's table with a pack of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, bent down and whispered.

"It doesn't matter if you don't listen."

Seeing that the storyteller seemed to have to rework the story again, Yun Jian stood up and pulled Zi Huang to leave.

Zi Huang didn't resist, just smiled at the storyteller, and casually threw a piece of silver.

Zi Huang let Yun Jian pull him, when Yun Jian reacted and wanted to let go, he turned to the guest again, and said with a smile: "Master, walk slowly, the injury has not healed yet."

"Those people who stay here for another night should catch up, and leave tomorrow."

Yun Jian said that he knew it, so he was taken by Zi Huang to the inn where he stayed. These trivial things had already been prepared.

The trauma on Yun Jian's body has healed a long time ago, and what is difficult to raise is the damage to his spiritual consciousness, so Zi Huang found the treasures of heaven and earth to keep him warm and healthy, and all the food and clothing he used were top-grade.

When Zi Huang brought Yun Jian back to the inn, he found that the hot water he asked the innkeeper to prepare had already been delivered.

"There are no spiritual springs or jade ponds in the world, so Master can only make do with it." After finishing speaking, he helped Yun Jian prepare a medicinal bath, and then stood aside.

Yun Jian walked to the side of the medicated bath to take out a porcelain bottle, but was grabbed by Zi Huang.

Yun Jian smiled and spread his hands to explain, "It's really just a little harmless medicine, don't you believe me?"

Zi Huang didn't hear it, but kept looking at Yun Jian's face, and suddenly said: "Master's eyesight is inconvenient, how about disciples coming to serve Master?"

Yun Jian tilted his head, as if you could come whenever you want.

Zi Huang looked at the frank Yun Jian, took off Yun Jian's coat, put his arms around his waist, and untied the belt of his coat.

Fingers across the chest and waist, the underwear spread out and went down the abdomen.

Zi Huang's voice tightened, "Master, why don't you come by yourself."

Yun Jian smiled, and didn't make things difficult for Zi Huang anymore. After walking into the screen, he asked, "Why? Don't you wish you could do everything yourself?"

The robe fell to the ground, the beauty fell into the water, and Zi Huang nearly fled. The moment the door was closed, a chuckle came from behind, accompanied by a sentence, "Don't worry, I won't leave."

Zi Huang returned to his room, gritted his teeth, and lay on the bed silently reciting the sword art manual, but the glimpse in his mind became more and more clear under the current blessing, and it was useless after a long time, so he sat up and picked up the traditional sword. The sound stone is infused with spiritual power.

After a while, a voice came over.

"My lord?" Qin Wen asked suspiciously, "What's wrong? What else do I need to check?"

"No." Zi Huang thought for a while, and chose a standard beginning, "I have a friend...well, it's me."

Hearing this beginning, the fox recalled that he had to know the shocking secret at the beginning, and now that he finally got the follow-up, he immediately became energetic, "That's it~"

Before Zihuang could open his mouth, the fox said in a strange manner: "Oh, some people planned such a big thing behind my back, and almost killed the fox without knowing how. Now you have to ask the fox, don't you?" ?”

Qin Wen also seems to be very gossip about Zi Huang's state, "Bai Qi, listen to what he has to say first."

Zi Huang solemnly recounted what happened recently and just now, before he finished speaking, he sighed.

"I don't understand why Master still looks at me the same way he did back then after going through so much." Zi Huang lowered his eyelashes, "He really doesn't know what I mean..."

"Do you think he knows?" the fox said abruptly, "Perhaps, you can ask yourself."

"what?"

"Ask him if he likes you."

When Zi Huang heard those two words, his heart suddenly started beating violently, faster and faster.

Yun Jian was deeply helpless listening to the conversation next door in the medicinal bath.

An ordinary house in the mortal world is not soundproof for a cultivator...

Yun Jian thought for a while, then got out of the water, put on his clothes, and opened the door of his room, and as expected, Zi Huang was standing outside his door.

"Come in." Yun Jian stepped aside, "Isn't there something to talk about when I come to the deity..."

Before he finished speaking, Yun Jian felt a force bring him into the room, pressed against the door, the familiar breath sprayed up, stuck to his lips, and then made an inch of it.

The two exchanged breaths before Zi Huang held Yun Jian's face and said, "I really like Master."

Yun Jian's lips parted slightly, but they were blocked by Zi Huang's articulate words.

"Master, listen to me first..."

"I have liked Master since a long time ago, before Master could not have imagined."

"At that time, I was happy to see Master, and I hoped that Master would always be by my side. It is best not to let others take all my attention away, and it belongs to me alone."

"I don't want anything but Master."

"But Master doesn't want me anymore..."

"At that time, I was full of thoughts, how could Master not want me."

"Master can't let me go."

"Master, no one understands you better than me now."

"We're meant to be together."

"is not it?"

Yun Jian's red eyes looked at Zi Huang, even though he couldn't see anything, but there was only one person reflected in it, Zi Huang felt as if he owned it.As he thought this way, his breathing became disordered again.

"Yunjian, look at me." Zi Huang put his arms around him and called him by his name, "Don't treat me like that child again, okay?"

Yun Jianben wanted to say something else, the hot breath sprayed on his neck, he suddenly felt Zi Huang licked his side neck, followed by a scorching heat on his lower abdomen that could not be ignored , as if to set people on fire.

Yun Jian froze, and cursed, "Little bastard!"

Zi Huang was scolded but still hugged him and did not let go.

Yun Jian sighed helplessly, and wiped away the blood from his lips with the tip of his tongue, "You were much cuter when you were young than now."

"It's just, Zi Huang..."

"What is like."

"I don't understand."

The author has something to say: This chapter is so difficult to write QAQ