The Fishing Immortal is pretending to be weak again [Transmigration Book]

How could anyone have the heart to reject such a Chu Kui?

Zhu Jiuhuang's heart fluttered for a moment, and he responded softly: "Okay."

Chu Xing was very happy, he was lazily leaning against Zhu Jiuwang's arms, his pulse felt unwell, and Chu Xing was too lazy to move.

"By the way, brother." Chu Xingshen suddenly remembered that Zhu Jiuwang was taken away by Zhu's family yesterday, so he wasn't in trouble, right?

"What did the Zhu family say, it won't make things difficult for you, right? I'm sorry, I slept too hard yesterday, otherwise my brother would not have been taken away by the Zhu family."

Chu Xing's tone was filled with annoyance.

In Zhu Jiuxu's eyes, this little expression looked so cute.

Zhu Jiuwang knew that his mentality had changed. Chu Yu clearly had an ordinary public face, but in his eyes he was very attractive.

Back then, even if Shen Xianjun, the number one beauty in the cultivation world, was lying in front of him and lying on his bed, he would still be able to stay still.

Now, a young boy who has just grown up has touched his heartstrings.

Zhu Jiuhuang lightly stroked his waist with his fingertips, thought for a moment, sighed, and said, "My father...arrested me back and wanted me to give my brother the chance to enter the Wuji Sect. , he will abolish my spiritual root."

Hearing this, Chu Xingshen suddenly became nervous.

This Zhujia is really not a thing!How to treat the protagonist like this!

Chu Xingshen grabbed his clothes and said hastily, "What about it, brother Linggen is still there?"

Zhu Jiuwang took him into his arms, his lips almost touched his forehead, he chuckled lightly, and said, "Of course, how can I give them a chance to abolish my spiritual roots?"

"It's too bad. Brother, I don't want to see these people in the future. Some people read as writers and as animals." Chu Xingshen said angrily.

"Although the spiritual roots are still there,..." Zhu Jiu looked helpless.

Chu Xingshen immediately became nervous again, his heart tightened, and his eyes were full of eagerness.

No matter how many times Zhu Jiuwang looked at these eyes, he would never get tired of them.

"Is my brother injured? Did the Zhu family bully my brother? It's too much! I'm going to help my brother get revenge!"

As Chu Xingshen spoke, he was about to get out of bed.

Zhu Jiuwang hurriedly pulled him back, and said: "It's just a small injury, it's just that Zhu's family slapped him, and he suffered some internal injuries."

Chu Xing frowned deeply, "Why don't you tell me about the internal injury, where? Let me see?"

He reached out to pick off Zhu Jiuwang's clothes, Zhu Jiuwang leaned back and let him do what he did.

Before he knew it, half of Chu Xingshen's body lay on top of him.

Zhu Jiuwang reached out to hug him, preventing him from falling.

Chu Xingshen took off his clothes and stared at the fair chest for a moment.

He originally thought that the protagonist was thin and weak, but at this time, the exposed chest was covered with a thin layer of muscle.

Zhu Jiuwang stretched out his hand and took the initiative to untie his belt, and in an instant, his upper body was completely exposed.

Chu Xing's eyes straightened.

Zhu Jiuwang grabbed his hand, pressed lightly on his lower abdomen, and said in a hoarse voice, "Here."

The skin in his hand was delicate and warm, Chu Xingshen felt hot, and wanted to take it back for a moment, but Zhu Jiuhuang held on.

"It hurts. My father wanted me to stay in Zhu's house, and wanted to destroy me completely, so he killed me. Although it was not visible on the surface, it actually hurt the inside."

Listening to these words, Chu Xingchen was a little absent-minded. All his perception was on the skin under his hand, which was scorching hot.

His eyes were flickering, and he said: "I just said why I can't see it..."

Zhu Jiu smiled arrogantly: "I can't see it, it's not a skin trauma after all."

"Then what should we do? Go to Yaofeng and ask Elder Yao to show you." Chu Xing said with a deep heart.

Zhu Jiuwang was too white, his white flesh was a little dazzling, and he had that dream last night, Chu Xingchen didn't dare to look at it.

"No, it's too much trouble, rub it for me."

He wasn't injured at all, wouldn't he be exposed by going to Yaofeng?

The reason for saying this is to let the little thing touch him more.

Zhu Jiuwang was happy and happy, his body didn't dare to react, he was afraid of scaring the little thing away, so he tried his best to suppress the fire in his body.

Chu Xingshen glanced at him strangely. He didn't dare to refuse the protagonist's request, so he could only say, "Okay."

He gently rubbed that part of the lower abdomen, and the thin abdominal muscles were so flexible that Chu Xingchen felt a little dizzy.

She always felt that something was wrong, but Chu Xingshen couldn't figure it out.

Zhu Jiuxuan's eyes were very heavy, and the temperature of the little thing's hand was lower than his, so just rubbing it gently like this could bring him infinite reverie.

Zhu Jiuwang felt that his self-control might not be that good.

Chu Xing kneaded a stick of incense and within a short time, Zhu Jiuhuang got up with his clothes on, gently pushed the person in his arms away, and said, "It's ok, I feel much better."

Chu Xing was at a loss: "Really? Why don't you go and see Yao Lao?"

"Really, it's much better. I'm about to break through. I don't want to waste time on unnecessary things."

Hearing these words, Chu Xingshen regained his energy immediately, and dispelled the strangeness in his heart before, and silently gave Zhu Jiuhuang a thumbs up in his heart.

Zhujiu wanted to find a place to meditate in vain, but suddenly remembered that the old man had given him two oranges when he went to Yehe Town. He had never been interested in these. In the past, the old man would give him a few oranges when he went.

Zhu Jiuwang doesn't like to eat, and often throws it away after it becomes stale and rotten.

He took out an orange from his pocket, threw it to Chu Xingchen, and said, "I picked it at Zhu's house, try it?"

Chu Xingchen blinked, looked at the orange in his hand, peeled the orange peel into a flower, and said, "It's been a long time since I've eaten this kind of human food."

"Well, if you like it, I'll bring you some more next time."

Zhu Jiuwang's eyes were glued to him, watching him put the orange into his mouth, the juice of the orange moistened his lips, his lips moved slightly, Zhu Jiuwang couldn't move his eyes, and finally, Chu Xingchen put his lips on his lips again. Lick away the juice.

The exposed tongue was bright red, Zhu Jiuwang tasted it last night, it was sweet and soft.

Chu Xingshen's appetite was whetted by the orange, and he stretched out his hand: "It's delicious, is there any more?"

Zhu Jiuwang let out a low laugh, as if he was pleased, the little thing was so greedy, he wanted to feed him all at once.

"Have."

The old man gave him two oranges in total, and there was one left.

Zhu Jiuwang also threw the other one to him.

Zhu Jiuwang never thought that watching a person eat would be so interesting.

Chu Xingshen finished eating two oranges and looked at him eagerly, wanting more.

Zhu Jiuwang said helplessly: "If you eat too much, you will get angry, and you will still be injured. I will bring you more next time."

Chu Xingshen nodded, and sighed, "I didn't expect the Zhu family to be so bad, but the fruit is still quite delicious."

In fact, it was not Chu Xingchen who got angry, but Zhu Jiuwang himself.

Watching a little thing eat an orange reminds him of something he shouldn't think about.

Zhu Jiuwang moved a little further away from Chu Xing and found a place to meditate.

Chu Xingshen yawned. Knowing that Zhu Jiuhuang was practicing, he didn't dare to disturb him.

Two people, one is leaning crookedly on the bed, the other is sitting on the futon in front of the desk, there seems to be a Chu River and Han boundary between them.

Chu Xing's heart felt unwell, and he became listless, and his eyelids gradually closed.

Noticing that he was fast asleep, Zhu Jiuwang stepped forward to cover him with the quilt, his eyes lingered on his face, his fingertips moved slightly, and he couldn't help caressing his lips.

Chu Xing frowned deeply.

Zhu Jiuwang hastily withdrew his hands, looking helpless.

After leaving the house, Zhu Jiuwang closed the door.

Jiang Youwan leaned against the branches, and heard the command from the master below: "Take care of him."

"Oh." Jiang Youwan responded, and then saw the master stepping away.

Zhu Jiu wanted to return to the Demon Sect, but the year before last, a Demon Cultivator presented him with a ten thousand year snow lotus.

Surprised and powerful, it is rare to use this kind of thing, and after receiving it, it was thrown into the treasury of the Demon Sect.

He can't use the snow lotus, but the little thing does.

Just a snow lotus petal can repair internal injuries and enhance the quality of the root bone. The older the age, the stronger the effect, and this plant is ten thousand years old, so it is rare to find such a good thing. The existence of monks scrambling.

Chu Xingshen woke up in the middle of the night and found that Zhu Jiuwang was not there.

Chu Xingshen walked out of the house and called out, "Brother?"

There was no response, and the lights in the next room were also off.

Zhu Jiuwang went out?

Seeing this, Jiang Youwan jumped down from the tree, patted on her clothes, and called, "Junior Brother Chu?"

Chu Xing looked at her deeply, with surprise in his eyes: "Senior sister, why are you here?"

"It happened to be on the way, so I came to see how your injury is recovering."

Chu Xing Shen nodded, and said, "It's much better, thank you for worrying, Senior Sister."

Jiang Youwan smiled, who doesn't like an optimistic and cheerful child?

"I think so, take a good rest, I won't bother you anymore."

"Senior Sister Jiang, have you seen my brother? It's Zhu Jiuwang." Chu Xing asked deeply.

Jiang Youwan was stunned for a moment, and said: "Well, I just saw that he went out on business, what's the matter?"

Chu Xing's eyes showed regret, "Well, don't tell me when you go out."

"Should be back soon, don't worry." Jiang Youwan comforted him.

It's true, even if he was taken away by Zhu's family, he came back in less than a day.

Chu Xingshen was always at ease about the reliability of the protagonist.

Chu Xing Shen nodded and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister."

"Okay, I'm leaving, you have a good rest."

"Ah."

Chu Xing returned to the room.

He sat on the bed, thinking boredly, now that the protagonist is not here, and he is alone, maybe he can try to attack the Demon Sect at night?

Hey, it's interesting, even if it's a shock, I can't think of it, he will go there at night to make trouble, right?

The dog is frightened, he not only wants to get the sword back, but also makes him pay the price, dares to snatch his sword, and even dares to tamper with his sword, this matter he will not let it go!

Chu Xing sneered, with killing intent flashing in his eyes, he recited the formula silently, and teleported away.

Mozong, Jing Huang has never cared about the things in the treasury.

Today, he suddenly said that he wanted to open the treasury, which surprised Yin Huai'en.

Yin Huaien was puzzled and said, "Master, are you looking for something?"

"Well, take out that 1-year-old snow lotus, and look for it for me. Is there anything suitable for monks in the Qi refining stage and the Foundation building stage?"

Yin Huai'en's frightened eyes suddenly changed.

Obviously, the Lord is not looking for these things for his own use!

So who is it for?Could it be that the Lord has a small friend in the world?

The snow lotus was donated a few years ago, and it is a bit hard to find among the treasures in the treasury.

Yin Huaien said: "Please wait a moment, Lord, I will find it for you now."

Jing Ran folded his hands behind his back, looking at the luxurious room, and felt for the first time that the things inside were not all waste.

Above the Demon Sect, a snow-white figure appeared instantly.

Immediately, Chu Xing's palms were facing upwards, with frost and snow on his face, and his lips whispered, "Ningshuang."

Even without a sword, for Immortal Xingshen, sword energy can come out at will.

Cultivated to the state of Xingshen Xianjun, a person is a sword, and a sword is a person.

White snowflakes suddenly fell from the sky.

In this weather, it is obviously still in the hot season, how can it snow?

The Mozong disciple slowly raised his head and looked at the snow.

One of them said: "It's a bit weird, it's not the season for snow."

Another person followed suit: "Hurry up and report to the Lord."

However, before he could leave, the snow fell on his nose and immediately turned into white sword energy. The disciple's head was sliced ​​off by the sword energy, and the disciple let out a scream.

"what!"

Seeing this, the other demon cultivators immediately panicked: "It's not snow! It's sword energy! Don't let this snow fall on you!"

The white snowflakes all over the sky are formed by the condensed sword energy.

Chu Xingshen's expression at this time was just like this snowflake.

Heartache, it doesn't matter, take back Qixing Zhen'e, he will make the panic hurt even more.

In fact, Chu Xingchen was very resistant to this place of the Demon Sect. After all, the original owner died here. If it was not necessary, he would not bother to come here.

This is thanks to the demon king's fright, he wouldn't be able to do this if he didn't tamper with his sword.

Chu Xing looked coldly at these fidgety demon cultivators, and landed gracefully like a stroll in a courtyard.

White clothes, veiled hat, and sword aura, these three are combined together, and the demon cultivators instantly understand the identity of the person in front of them.

Those guarding the periphery of the Demon Sect are all low-level demons.

Chu Xingshen had no intention of wasting time with them.

"Xingchen Immortal?" Moxiu let out a scream.

Chu Xing brushed off his sleeve.

"It's noisy."

The demon was immediately knocked into the air, and countless snowflakes fell on him.

Chu Xing took a deep look at him and said, "If you don't want to die, get out."

To be able to enter the Demon Sect, one must have a low-tempered and cunning temperament, and be very life-saving, almost running inwards.

They will report this matter to the Dharma Protector and Your Majesty!

This just happened to lead the way for Chu Xingshen.

The Mozong is not as decent as the famous sect, the sect stands on a mountain full of immortality.

Flames, skeletons, and black magic energy filled the entire Demon Sect.

Chu Xing sneered sneeringly, it's really not flattering to be surprised by such a taste.

The escaped demon cultivators were like ants running around.

Timid as a mouse, but also noisy.

Even if Chu Xingshen didn't use a sword, he could directly stun them with a swipe of his palm.

The demon cultivator who led the way went round and round, and finally rushed into the main hall of the demon sect.

"Xun Guardian! Gou Zhengdao is here!"

Xun Wujing was sitting on a side seat in the main hall reading a book, and raised his eyes lightly when he heard this, "What did you say? Who killed it? Ha! Zhengdao has the guts to kill the Demon Sect? Are you kidding me? If he really dares to kill him , I respect them as a man! Heh..."

After Xun Wujing finished speaking, he saw a white-clothed sword and walked in like a stroll in the courtyard.

The man had his hands behind his back, and his whole body was covered with cold and snow. The veil on the veiled hat was partly lifted, and Chu Xingshen greeted him, "Hello."

Xun Wujing flickered, as if he saw something terrifying!

Star Shen Xianjun!

How could Xianjun Xingshen be here!

In the past, before Xianjun Xingshen fell out with their lord, Xun Wujing was not afraid to see him.

From Xun Wuzong's point of view, the current Immortal Lord Xingshen reacted similarly to their superiors from the outside world!So scary!

As Chu Xing sank, the sword energy also followed with the wind, and snowflakes fluttered and fell on the roof of the main hall of the Demon Sect.

There was the sound of something breaking.

Immediately, Xun Wujing saw that the roof of their Demon Sect had been torn off!In the true sense, it was lifted!

When the wind blows, snowflakes from the outside fall into the house and land on Xun Wujing's body.

Immediately my scalp went numb without a trace!

Sword Qi!

He took several steps back!With a swish, the place where he was standing just now was cut by the sword energy!If he was slow for a moment... half of his body might be cut off.

Xun Wujing looked at Chu Xingshen, saying that the more beautiful a person is, the more poisonous he is.

Immortal Lord Xingchen, what a vicious heart!Not only betrayed their lord!And kill their sect!

Xun Wuzong became angry immediately: "Xianjun! What do you mean! Do you really think there is no one in our Demon Sect!"

Chu Xing put his hands behind his back and said, "That's natural. If there are people, can you still use your little Nascent Soul to guard the house?"

There was no trace of a choke.

"Although I am in the Nascent Soul stage, the immortals should not underestimate me!"

Chu Xing let out a soft laugh, his eyes filled with frost and snow, "Where is the Seven Star Earthquake?"

Xun Wuzong threw out his anger and shouted, "Fuck you! Suffer!"

After the words fell, he rushed towards Chu Xing.

Xun Wujing's heart fire is one of the top ten fires in the Tianhuo rankings. He has always been confident in his own fire. There is nothing in this world that he can't burn!

However, as soon as the heart fire touched Chu Xingchen's palm, there was a sizzling sound, and in the next moment, it went out directly.

Chu Xing's white hands grabbed Xun Wujing's face: "Where is Qixing Zhen'e, I'm not patient enough, I can't get an answer, I'll crush you."

Xun Wujing shivered.

If he reveals the whereabouts of Qixing Zhen'e, then afterward, he will face a punishment worse than death!

If not, he might die now!

In the choice of dying now or dying later, choose to die late without a trace!

Heh, if it weren't for the absence of the other protectors and the four puppets, Immortal Xingchen could have come here?

Damn it, when those people come back, he will definitely give them a good reprimand, the sect is almost gone, and there is no sign of them.

Chu Xingshen let out an impatient "tsk", and the chill grew on his face.

Xun Wujing hurriedly said: "In the Lord's bedroom!"

"Yes, take me there."

Chu Xing carried him heavily, Xun Wujing couldn't find a chance to escape, so he could only report the direction along the way.

Nearly.

Chu Xingshen sensed Qixing Zhen'e, he pushed open the door and saw Qixing Zhen'e on the shelf of the desk.

Seven Star Zhen'e was surrounded by a black devilish energy.

The Devil-Breaking Sword is originally invulnerable to demonic energy, and even if you think about it with your feet, you can know that it is a terrifying demonic energy.

The original work was shockingly neither human nor demon, and Chu Xingchen himself didn't know what it was.

Chu Xing called out, and Qixing Zhen'e flew to him by himself.

He grabbed the sword, put his fingers together, and lightly slid across the sword.

The light blue aura gradually dispelled the devilish energy on the sword body.

Chu Xingshen felt much better, and the pain in his heart finally stopped.

Xun Wuzong wanted to slip away while he was purifying Qixing Zhen'e, Chu Xing looked back, and the icy sword energy shot out from Qixing Zhen'e instantly, and the sword energy penetrated Xun Wuzong's chest, nailing Xun Wuzong to the the wall.

He still remembered that during the trials of the Wuji Sect, this guy held Zhu Jiuwang hostage, but Chu Xingshen was very vengeful, if he dared to hurt the protagonist, he would have to pay the price.

The treasury is isolated from the outside world, and Jing Huang is picking up a treasure that Chu Yu can use.

Jing Zhuang picked up a fiery red bead and said, "Can monks in the Qi refining period use five-element beads?"

Yin Huai'en hesitated for a moment and said, "No way?"

Jing Zhuang picked up another pen and said, "Where's the Shanhe pen?"

The corner of Yin Huaien's mouth twitched: "If you can't control it, you will be backlashed, right?"

Shocked and regretful, the little thing's cultivation base is too low, so I have to mention it to him quickly.

The aptitude of the little thing is not good, so he has a lot of treasures to improve his aptitude, which can be brought to Chu Yu, and it will not be a problem to feed him into the Jindan stage and Nascent Soul stage.

If he can't become a great power, in the Jindan stage and Nascent Soul stage, few people in the entire cultivation world dare to bully him.

"Mr. Yin! My lord!"

Moxiu stumbled and patted on the door of the treasury.

Surprised and displeased, he hasn't finished picking yet, who disturbed his interest?

Seeing the master's displeasure, Yin Huai'en scolded: "Back off."

"There's something important! It's really important!" The demon cultivator was still banging on the door of the treasury.

"No matter what is important, you can't hinder the Lord's interest in picking treasures, get out."

"Xingchen Xianjun is here!"

Moxiu leaned against the door, desperately looking at Immortal Xingshen who was getting closer and closer to him.

Chu Xingshen knew that what he had killed were only some young soldiers of the Demon Sect, and they would not cause much damage to the Demon Sect. The powerful figures such as the frightened guardian puppets hadn't shown up yet.

Even Yin Huai'en didn't see it.

Jing Wang grabbed the hand of the snow lotus and pinched it hard, almost crushing the snow lotus directly.

Yin Huaien hurriedly said: "My lord, I'll go out to have a look, please calm down, I think Xianjun Xingshen came to say hello to you."

After Yin Huaien finished speaking, he opened the door of the treasury.

Suddenly, the wind and snow arrived.

In the heavy snow all over the sky, Immortal Xingshen stood inside like a fairy, but his body was clean and holy without any dust from the wind and snow.

Yin Huai'en looked at the sword energy that had turned into substance, and said, "What is Xianjun doing?"

"Let the frenzy get out."

He said that the entire Demon Sect would be toppled today, and he definitely would.

Once the monks in the Transcendence Tribulation Stage fight, it will be devastating.

Yin Huaien said calmly: "Our lord is very busy, Xianjun should calm down first. If you have anything to say to me, harmony makes money."

Chu Xingchen twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Really?"

Chu Xingshen held Qixing Zhen'e in his hand, and slashed thousands of times with his sword. With a "boom", Ningshuang, wrapped in the Qixing Zhen'e's sword energy, slashed towards the treasury in front of him.

The heaven and earth shook, and all buildings were so vulnerable to this sword.

treasury...

collapsed.

The moment before it collapsed, he broke out of the wall in a panic, and looked at Chu Xingchen who was in the snowstorm.

"Yesterday, the Demon Lord gave me a generous gift, and today I happen to be free, so I'll come and give the Demon Lord a generous gift, okay?"

Chu Xing's tone was icy cold, with snow hidden in his eyes, and he spoke with a cold and murderous intent.

Shocked laughter came: "Xianjun, you will really find me something to do when I am happy. I had no time to talk to you today, but you came to my door on my own. You said, if I Not responding to you, wouldn't it be a disappointment to Xianjun's kindness."

From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the treasures under the treasury, but unfortunately, there are many things in it that Ah Qian will still need in the future.

This really made him... angry.