The beautiful teacher who was raised by mad apprentices

Shen Zhiyu hugged Ji Huan'an and quickly returned to the Demon Palace. The servants in the Demon Palace only knew that the Demon Lord had brought a beauty back, but they didn't know who it was.

Although the two have been separated for only a few days, both of them are very worried about missing each other.

Nothing happened while Ji Huanan was still in the brothel, otherwise Shen Zhiyu would have to blow up the whole brothel.

The maidservant brought over the hot water.

"My lord, the water has been drawn, can you..."

Before the servant girl finished speaking, the door was opened.

Shen Zhiyu took the hot water, "I ordered someone to clean the hot spring."

He entered the house with water in hand, and the maid obediently closed the door for Shen Zhiyu.

A basin of warm water was placed at Ji Huan'an's feet. Shen Zhiyu took Ji Huan'an's feet and gently put them into the water.

The water temperature is just right, neither hot nor cold.

Ji Huan'an narrowed his eyes comfortably, and Shen Zhiyu put his hands in the water to massage Ji Huan'an.

"How did you know I was there?"

Shen Zhiyu had already guessed that Ji Huan'an would ask, even if he didn't ask Shen Zhiyu, he would confess.

"I asked someone to find your whereabouts. I am now the demon king..." The feet in the basin were fished out. "I lost my soul when I met you, so I became stupid. Later, those The souls came back one by one by themselves..."

Shen Zhiyu wiped all the water off his feet with a towel, and Ji Huanan sat on the bed and pulled the quilt to wrap himself up.

After coming out of the brothel, it felt extremely cold outside.

"One didn't tell the lady, the lady won't..."

"Cough cough—cough cough—" Ji Huan'an couldn't help coughing, and directly interrupted Shen Zhiyu's words.

Seeing that Ji Huan'an was coughing like this, Shen Zhiyu leaned over and patted Ji Huan'an's quilt.

"Is the lady all right?"

Ji Huan'an shook his hand at Shen Zhiyu, indicating that he was fine.

But Shen Zhiyu was still a little worried, he got up and was about to get someone to find the magic doctor.

But Ji Huan'an grabbed his hand, and Shen Zhiyu looked back at Ji Huan'an.

Ji Huan'an had a warm smile on his face, "I'm fine"...

Fortunately, he didn't cough up blood this time, so Ji Huan'an didn't have to deliberately hide anything.

But Shen Zhiyu was a little worried, he pressed Ji Huan'an on the bed.Ji Huan'an put his arms around his waist and lifted him up to look at him.

Ji Huan'an still had that red peony pinned to his head, his lips were still painted with lip balm, and his clothes were not changed.

The red lip balm is very complex, and Ji Huan'an really seems to be fine.

Shen Zhiyu leaned over to taste the lip balm, and creases began to appear on the quilt on the huge bed.

The clothes fell into the basin, causing ripples.

The servant girls outside all lowered their heads, their ears were red and they didn't dare to say a word, for fear of disturbing the people inside.

A slender jade hand grabbed the quilt and swayed with the tree shadows on the ground.

The bell rang frequently, as if responding to its owner, the swaying figure suddenly separated, and the two seemed to be fighting on the bed, unable to separate.

A full moon hung high on the tree, the leaves were dyed black by the moonlight, and the wind brought the unique leaves to dance their own dance under the blessing of the moon.

This is a dance that belongs to them alone, and the sound coming out of the house is like accompaniment.

The music didn't stop until midnight. The traces on Ren'er's body are the proof of this battle.

The maidservants knelt on the ground and did not dare to look up at the man who was being held in the arms of the Mozun.

However, there were also those who were bold enough to see the tooth marks on Shen Zhiyu's shoulders from being bitten by teeth, and the bright red marks on his back from being scratched by nails.

But it seemed nothing compared to the person in his arms, Ji Huan'an lay in Shen Zhiyu's arms in a daze.

He could clearly feel the comfort and warmth of staying in Shen Zhiyu's arms, as well as the clothes that wrapped him tightly.

Outsiders can only see the canine tooth marks on Ji Huan'an's neck and the other marks, but they don't know the marks on his body wrapped in clothes.

Shen Zhiyu quickly put Ji Huan'an in the hot spring, and when he was wrapped in the warm and comfortable water temperature, he let out a comfortable moan.

Then a dark tail hidden in the bottom of the water quietly climbed up to Ji Huan'an's waist and wrapped him around him. Only then did Ji Huan'an open his eyes.

Shen Zhiyu hugged Ji Huan'an into his arms, and Ji Huan'an simply fell asleep in Shen Zhiyu's arms with peace of mind.

When he woke up again, the first thing he saw was the blue bird pecking at the table.

Ji Huanan was still very happy when he saw the blue bird, he didn't expect that the blue bird was still alive.

The last time I was in a hurry to find Shen Zhiyu, I forgot the blue bird on the carriage.

Shen Zhiyu originally wanted to get rid of those people, but they escaped too quickly.

Song Linjian on the other side has been trying to break the barrier since he sneaked into Lingyun Pavilion.

Shang Yaguan saw that "Ji Huan'an" suddenly became less talkative, and would grab him and chatter vigorously on weekdays.

Jiang Qihuai saw that "Ji Huan'an" had softened a lot towards him, and entangled him even more tightly during the day.

Song Linjian had no choice but to act in the middle of the night because Lingyun Pavilion was too big.

As a result, he got lost in it several times, and he also happened to pass by Shang Yaguan a few times.

Shang Yaguan kindly brought him back to Zhuyin Peak. The first two times were fine, but after the third time, Shang Yaguan began to have some doubts. In addition, "Ji Huan'an" asked the most questions about enchantment during the day.

Song Linjian stood in front of the enchantment, his eyes looking at the enchantment gradually became crazy.

He didn't even know when Shang Yaguan appeared behind him.

"Brother, what are you doing here?"

Song Linjian was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Shang Yaguan, "Shang... Junior brother, why are you here?"

Shang Yaguan acted calmly as if he didn't find any problem with "Ji Huan'an".

"Senior brother can be here, why can't I be here?"

The skin of Song Linjian's jawbone curled up, as if it wasn't his face.

Shang Yaguan quickly noticed something wrong with "Ji Huan'an's" face, and he turned his hands away.

"What are you talking about, junior brother?" Song Linjian's facial features gradually became crazy.

He seemed to take a few steps back, leaning his body against the enchantment pillar, tearing off the talisman attached to it with his hands.

"Brother, brother, please watch the fireworks..." As soon as he finished speaking, the human skin mask fell off Song Linjian's face.

Looking at the human skin mask that fell on the ground, Song Linjian stopped pretending and tore off the paper talisman behind him.

The yellow paper talisman was held up by Song Linjian in front of Shang Yaguan, and Shang Yaguan didn't expect that he would tear off the paper talisman without drowning.

Two fireworks exploded in the air, and Shang Yaguan quickly fled away.

But Song Linjian chased after Shang Yaguan relentlessly, laughing like a lunatic after chasing behind Shang Yaguan, "Hahaha, hahaha..."

Sharp laughter rang in Shang Yaguan's ears, no matter how fast he was, Song Linjian still chased him up.

Song Linjian, who was side by side with Shang Yaguan, looked at Shang Yaguan running for his life, just like a cat playing with a mouse.

Song Linjian directly raised his hand and swung Shang Yaguan away, and Shang Yaguan was hit by the tree very quickly.

Sliding down from the tree, he stood up and prepared to fight Song Linjian to the end.

Jiang Qihuai hurried over after seeing the signal. Seeing Shang Yaguan who was at a disadvantage, he didn't even think about it, so he ran over and carried Shang Yaguan on his back.

By the time Song Linjian realized it, the two had already run a certain distance.

Song Linjian didn't bother to chase after him, so he flicked a black feather over.

That feather obviously looked like an ordinary black feather, but when it was inserted into Jiang Qihuai's leg, it looked like it had been shot by an arrow.

Jiang Qihuai limped and carried Shang Yaguan to the square, but the square had already turned into a sea of ​​blood, and Duan Muying and Bai Yunying were lying there holding hands.

A group of people are still wandering around Lingyun Pavilion, looking for the remaining survivors.

"Run for your life first." Shang Yaguan lay on Jiang Qihuai's back, his face gradually lost color.

Jiang Qihuai had no choice but to escape the group of people with Shang Yaguan on his back and fled to the foot of the mountain, but even if he avoided the group of people, they still had nowhere to go.

The sky changed, and dark clouds hung over their heads.

The wind rustled the leaves, and the raindrops fell slowly.

Jiang Qihuai had no choice but to find a broken Taoist temple, barely sheltering from the wind and rain.

It was pouring rain outside, and the Taoist temple was already broken.When it rained a lot, the roof began to leak rain, and there was nothing Jiang Qihuai could do about watching the constant dripping rain.

He found a place where he could barely stay and put Shang Yaguan down, took out a small porcelain bottle from the medium space, poured the medicine and fed it to Shang Yaguan.

A few beggars came to the door, all wet.

"It's really bad luck. It was fine just now. Suddenly it rained heavily..."

"Isn't it? I thought I could ask for a few more copper coins..."

One of them saw Jiang Qihuai in the house, and saw that they were dressed as if they were rich, and another person was injured.

The beggar gestured to his companions on the side, and the group of people immediately understood what he meant, and a group of people walked towards Jiang Qihuai and the others.

"Hey, you took our seat..."

Jiang Qihuai ignored them and started a fire on his own.

Seeing that he was ignored, the beggar poked the ground with his crutch angrily, "I'm talking to you, do you hear..."

Jiang Qihuai still ignored them.

Seeing that he ignored him so much, the beggar raised his crutch and wanted to hit him.

Jiang Qihuai directly knocked the man into the air with his elbow, and the other beggars did not dare to challenge him when they saw it.

The two curled up in a corner, and Shang Yaguan was seriously injured by the bump.

Song Linjian seemed to know nothing, innocent and talkative.In fact, it was all just his disguise, and his purpose was not as simple as taking down Lingyun Pavilion.

Looking at Lingyun Pavilion, where blood flowed like a river, Song Linjian felt that he was one step closer to success.

To be successful, sacrifices have to be made.

History is constantly developing in a spiral.

Song Linjian kicked away the corpse at his feet, "Everyone is empty?"

"Go back to the adults, it's all cleared..."

"Where is the escaped one?"

"No... didn't catch..."

Song Linjian pulled out the sword stuck in the corpse, and directly pierced the man's chest.

"Since it hasn't been emptied, how can it be said that it has been emptied..." Song Linjian is the real Song Linjian right now, "You will be punished for lying"...

The sword was pulled out, and the blood on the sword dripped into the eyes of the sect master on the ground, and slipped out from his eyes again, as if leaving a drop of regretful blood and tears.

The news of Lingyun Pavilion's slaughter quickly spread to a large sect, and the atmosphere of Qingyun Palace became heavy after receiving the news.

Ji Huan'an was completely ignorant of the situation outside the Demon Palace, but Ke Qing passed the news to Shen Zhiyu immediately.

Shen Zhiyu didn't know how to speak to Ji Huan'an, after all he was the elder of Lingyun Pavilion.

Shen Zhiyu pushed the door open, and Ji Huanan was lying on the table teasing the blue bird, and when he saw Shen Zhiyu coming, he sat up.

"You, what's the matter..." Seeing that Shen Zhiyu's expression was not looking good, Ji Huan'an asked.

Shen Zhiyu held Ji Huan'an's hand in his arms, "I... have something to tell you..."

Seeing Shen Zhiyu's embarrassed expression, Ji Huan'an probably guessed that this might not be good news.

"Tell me..."

"Lingyun Pavilion was slaughtered..."

Ji Huan'an was obviously a little shocked when he heard the news, but his expression returned to calm immediately.

"Slaughtered? By whom..."

"It's a newly-emerged Seven Killing Hall..."

Ji Huanan poured a glass of water, and quietly listened to Shen Zhiyu talking about this matter.

"I heard that this Hall of Seven Kills has something to do with the Dark Clan back then..."

"Cough cough—cough cough—" Ji Huan'an didn't take the first half of the sentence to heart at all, but the second half of the sentence made him choke on the water.