The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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From that day on, Xie Yang was kept in confinement, and he was not able to come out until the celebration banquet two days later.He wanted to explain to Jiang Shuyu, but he hesitated as soon as he entered the hall.

Jiang Shuyu was wearing the costume of the mountain master of Songming City, with a high crown on his head, and the surroundings were as deserted as usual.The entire main hall was crowded with people, and he was alone at a table, with a face of "don't approach strangers", rejecting people thousands of miles away, and he never raised his eyelids during the whole process.

He used to have Xie Yang by his side at this time, but it's different now, when people learned that Xie Yang got a strange sword, they surrounded him from the moment he entered the door...

"Xie Changliu! I heard that you and Huangfuhou met the witch Yulingluo. What does she look like? Is she pretty?"

Xie Yang wanted to go to Jiang Shuyu's place wholeheartedly, so he said perfunctorily, "It looks good!"

But the more anxious he is, the more others pester him.

A fantasy cultivator asked: "Is it true or not? We thought all the demons were ugly. How do you see that they look good?"

Xie Yang: "...It was Huangfu Hou who said it looked good, but I didn't see it clearly! You can ask him!"

Xiao Huanxiu murmured: "I'm not going, it's time to get angry if I go."

Xie Yang didn't hear clearly, he wanted to get rid of these people, but he didn't want to make it too obvious.

At this time, a girl from Yaoxin City suddenly said: "Speaking of this, our young master said that your master beat you, what happened?"

"Really?! Tell me quickly!" Everyone looked at him eagerly, waiting for his next words as if listening to a play.

Xie Yang paused.

Huangfu Hou's mouth is really broken.

But he really didn't understand what happened at that time.So what's the point of going to Jiang Shuyu?Are you still trying to coax him to say that you know your mistake like before?

"Don't listen to his nonsense, my master treats me very well."

The image of Jiang Shuyu protecting Huangfu Hou flashed in his mind, Xie Yang frowned, and actually trembled when he said it.

"Why not me?" He suddenly had a question, and this question occupied all his thoughts at the first appearance.

Fortunately, he was used to pretending, even if he thought so in his heart, he would not express it on the surface, and no one could see that there was anything wrong.

"Xie Changliu, show us your sword!"

Xie Yang nodded.

At this time, a hand stretched out from the side and took the sword from his hand.

"Master Ji."

"Master Ji!"

Seeing that it was Ji Ruchou, all the little cultivators saluted one after another, making way for him.

Ji Ruqiu weighed it first, then pulled off the scabbard, and a cold light flashed across the sword, making it look out of place in the scorching summer.

He put away the sword and returned it to Xie Yang: "It's a good sword!"

Xie Yang stretched out his hand to pick it up, but when he touched it, Ji Ruchou grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the crowd.Everyone lost interest and went elsewhere.

Seeing that no one was paying attention here, Ji Ruchou hugged Xie Yang and asked in a low voice: "Nephew, you and your master... lost your temper again?"

Xie Yang moved his shoulders and shook his hand down, inexplicably angry: "Who knows what illness he has again."

He glanced quietly in the direction of Jiang Shuyu, who was only drinking tea with his head down, without even looking at himself.

"You too, he has a weird temper, why did you provoke him?" Ji Ruchou pushed him, "Go, admit your mistake."

"Don't go."

Ji Ruqiu frowned, and said, "After tonight, you are going back to Changliu Mountain. Are you going to stay so stiff?"

"I'm not wrong..." Xie Yang dissatisfied, "Why do you always act as a lobbyist for him? If he really wants to get along with me, let him speak for himself."

Ji Ruqiu smiled and said: "You don't know him yet. I have known him for so many years and I have never seen him give in to anyone. Do you still want to hang out with him?"

"After holding the sword, I will be a real monk. There will always be a day when Changliu Mountain will not be able to accommodate me. If this is the case, I might as well go away!"

After finishing speaking, Xie Yang ignored Ji Ruchou's shout, turned around and entered the crowd.

++++++Ji Ruchou: "What a fool."

Xie Yang wandered around randomly, unconsciously taking Jiang Shuyu as the center, but stubbornly refused to look at him.

At this moment, a group of green-clothed monks blocked his way, and he recognized that it was Yaoxiu's clothes, thinking that Huangfuhou would come back that day anyway, so he got in, wanting to see what treasure he got.

"No, nothing! What are you? Pity me?"

With a roar, Huangfu aggressively pushed him away and rushed out.A copper medicine pestle rolled to his feet, he tilted his head, and was about to bend down to pick it up, when a pale hand reached out first.

It was Huangfu Hou's little follower.

She silently picked up the medicine pestle, looked up to see Xie Yang, and nodded slightly to him to express her gratitude.Xie Yang scratched his head, and when he was about to speak, she had already turned and left.

The crowd whispered earnestly, saying how useless Huangfu Hou was, he couldn't get the spirit weapon that his retainers could get, and he was blind to such a good father for nothing.

Even so, Xie Yang didn't want to make fun of himself, so he had to give up.

Fortunately, there were a lot of acquaintances at the banquet, and they could sit down at any table they chose.He had never touched alcohol before, but this time he had a quarrel with other fellow apprentices.

As soon as the spicy wine touched the tip of his tongue, Xie Yang spat out "Bah bah".

"Why is it so bad to drink?!"

He raised his head full of doubts, and the heartyness of the people at the banquet did not seem to be fake.

The senior brother laughed at him: "Sit at the children's table!"

He was so angry that he picked up the jar and poured it "gudong gudong". From the corner of his eye, he wanted to see how Jiang Shuyu would react, but he found that there was no one in the seat.

"Xie Changliu, your sword is so beautiful, have you ever named it?" Senior Sister touched his sword and asked enviously.

"Hey, don't ask him, Changliu is a good apprentice of his master, the sword name must be chosen for him by Master Jiangshan," a monk next to him looked at him with a smile, "Isn't it?"

"Humph!"

Xie Yang threw the empty altar onto the table, and it shattered into several pieces with a "bang".

"Not in the future," he said with a gloomy face, "just call it arrogant."

The rain that Xuanguang City had hoarded for a long time finally fell.

Jiang Shuyu didn't bring an umbrella, just propped up a barrier, and walked back slowly.

There were very few monks encountered on the road, they should still be at the celebration banquet at this time, they would meet a few minor cultivators from time to time, and when they saw themselves, they hurriedly lowered their heads and passed by.

Jiang Shuyu didn't care much, and closed the door still aloofly.

He took off his rain-soaked clothes, dried them and folded them, carefully laid them on the head of the bed, and stacked some of the small weapons he carried on the table...

After doing this, he sat there blankly, not knowing what to do next.

"How did you live when I was alone?"

He couldn't remember.

It seems that since Xie Yang came, his life has not been as boring as before.Whenever someone made trouble, no matter where someone followed, Jiang Shuyu suddenly realized that he hadn't spoken to anyone for two days after leaving Xie Yang.

He didn't know whether such a change was good or bad, because Xie Yang would go away one day, and after that, he would become a lonely family again.

The night wind knocked on the door, the rain seemed to be getting heavier, Jiang Shuyu thought of Xie Yang - I don't know if he has gone back.

He intends to go out and have a look, but his self-esteem firmly pins him in place.

Suddenly, the door was knocked from outside, and Jiang Shuyu stood up abruptly, his first thought was to blame himself for being too reckless.

They were right, he was aloof, unlikable.

"Dong dong dong..."

The sound of knocking on the door rang again, and the outside shouted at the same time: "Master..."

Jiang Shuyu just walked over.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, Xie Yang's wet body rushed forward, with the smell of alcohol in his mouth, making Jiang Shuyu frown.

"Have you been drinking?" He asked, and closed the door smoothly, trying to grab the soaked chicken off his body, but he was so tight that his head hurt when he pulled it.

"Master," Xie Yang didn't know how much he had listened to, he just used brute force to surround him, "I don't want to leave..."

Jiang Shuyu paused.

+++++++Where are you going?

The originally dry and tidy underwear was soaked and even ravaged into a mess. He felt uncomfortable all over, but he didn't feel disgusted.

"Yeah." He tried to look calm.

For Jiang Shuyu, these words were already rare, but Xie Yang got drunk and sobbed, "But I can't in this life."

"for……"

Suddenly, a silver light flashed outside the window, followed by thunder.

Jiang Shuyu's upper body tightened, and she clearly felt Xie Yang's heartbeat and breathing speeding up suddenly.

"Is he afraid of thunder..." Jiang Shuyu raised his movable forearm, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly patted him on the back, "Don't be afraid."

But Xie Yang pressed his face closer to his neck, closed his eyes to feel the only warmth, and refused to leave.