The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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Noticing Xiao Su's expression, Zhao Yan's heart trembled, and he quickly grabbed the other's sleeve.

Xiao Su calmed down a bit, blocked the shouting from outside, dressed Zhao Yan in a leisurely manner, and then impatiently opened the door of the inn from the inside.

The moment they saw Xiao Su's haughty face, the people outside the door took a step back in vigilance and panic, the sword they held in their hands was almost unsteady.

Only Daoist Zhang Xing still insisted on standing calmly at the same place, he mustered up the courage to meet Xiao Su's extremely oppressive gaze, and resisted the invisible sense of oppression on his shoulders.

Even though there was a distance between Xiao Su and Xiao Su, his skin seemed to be a fire, and if he was not careful, he would be ignited by the evil spirit lingering on the other party's body.

Under such circumstances, Master Zhang Xing no longer cared about his face and majesty, stepped lightly, and then couldn't control himself, like the disciples behind him, and stepped back.

"I don't want to look for you, but you have the guts to look for it?"

Xiao Su's voice was low, and he was dressed in a black robe bordered with gold thread, majestic, with intense fire burning between his brows, that unattainable and aggressive sense of distance, even Zhao Yan lost the courage to approach.

He hid behind Xiao Su, not daring to disturb him.

"Xiao Su, why are you causing trouble again and again?" Master Zhang Xing frowned, and he said accusingly, "I found hundreds of corpses of disciples from Cangxue Town around here this morning. If it wasn't for the demon cultivator, who would do such a thing?"

"I killed them because they were an eyesore. Is there a problem?" Xiao Su didn't bother to talk to this group of pious people. It was passed to several monks in front of me, "What are you, who gave you the qualification to talk to the deity?"

"You!" Master Zhang Xing has served in Lingshan for a long time, and he is often accompanied by Yun Xiangyi's side, except for Xuan Ye, who is his palm, and now Xiao Su looks down on him with eyes like looking at animals, and he can't swallow his chest . "Xiao Su, the body of the cauldron is still bound in the hands of the immortal, you don't take Lingshan seriously..."

"You are also worthy of blackmailing the deity?" Xiao Su interrupted him directly, and the long hair in the shawl behind him gradually floated up in the lingering evil spirit.

Zhaoyan felt Xiao Su's anger, and swallowed nervously.He moved back to make room for Xiao Su.

However, when Master Zhangxing saw Zhaoyan's face, his expression froze for a moment.The next second his face darkened: "The Immortal once warned you not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, and now you are ruthless against the disciples of Cangxue Town again. Don't blame the Immortal for destroying your furnace!"

Because of his words, Xiao Su's eyes suddenly filled with evil spirit, and the hand hanging by his side gathered spiritual power: "Do you think I will let you live to sue Yun Xiangyi?"

I don't know if it's Zhao Yan's illusion, but the face of the youthful Master Zhang Xing who is wearing a Taoist robe opposite him, when he sensed Xiao Su's anger, even though there was fear in his eyes, it seemed more of an indescribable expectation...

Zhao Yan felt that it was weird, he couldn't care about anything else, he hurried forward and grabbed Xiao Su's arm, and said anxiously, "Xiao Su, ask them what they are going to do... they can't be here, fight, there are many incompetent people in the inn. Powerful guest..."

"It's not the deity who provoked the trouble." Xiao Su was so annoyed that the veins on his forehead popped out. He has never been so angry since he was a demon. A group of minions dare to pretend to be powerful in front of him?

Zhao Yan hugged his arm tightly: "They said you hurt many disciples, but you were with me yesterday, they misunderstood you, you should tell them clearly...you didn't do it, why should you admit it?"

Here, Master Zhang Xing also stared at Zhao Yan.

The last time I was in Lingshan, I just took a quick glance, and didn't pay much attention to Zhaoyan's appearance.Looking closely now, it is really worthy of the word "superior".

Originally thought that all the furnaces had a flirtatious appearance, the higher the class, the more magnificent, but the person who was never expected to be firmly guarded by Xiao Su, his complexion was unexpectedly clean and pure.

Compared with other furnaces that take people by flattery, Zhaoyan is not bad.

The sweet smell in the air seemed to be aggravated by this, and it was so beautiful that people wanted to destroy it.Master Zhang Xing's eyes were dim, and he started to move downstream along Zhaoyan's face.

This is a stark look.

Xiao Su was the first to notice other people's staring eyes, and he swept his palm fiercely. The real person hurriedly raised his whisk to resist, and the disciples from Zangxue Town behind him couldn't resist and fell directly from the upstairs.

Zhaoyan lowered his eyes, and the hand holding Xiao Su's sleeve tightened a bit.

"Xiao Su, don't deceive people too much! In the name of the Immortal Venerable, I will investigate the cause of the death of the disciples in Cangxue Town. If you don't want something to happen to the cauldron, take back your evil spirit!"

As soon as Master Zhang Xing finished speaking, Xiao Su pulled Zhao Yan out in front of him.

He pushed away the real person who was blocking the way, and said in an arrogant tone, "I have something to ask Yun Xiangyi to meet in person. Talking to you ants will only lower the identity of the deity."

The real man raised his eyes to look at him, but Xiao Su was only willing to give him the corner of his eye. Before the mocking arc of the corner of his lips disappeared from the real man's eyes, Xiao Su turned into a cloud of black mist with his words and disappeared among the crowd. before.

"Really, the Demon Venerable is gone!" the disciple of Cangxue Town said anxiously, "Our plan..."

Daoist Zhang Xing raised his hand to block the disciple's words.

Master Zhang Xing looked at the direction Xiao Su left: "Do you know why he can only hold his breath when we set fire to the cold mountain, and he dare not act rashly when we provoke him so much?"

"I know..." the disciple nodded, "Because the spiritual power of the Immortal Venerable is lurking in the furnace, the Demon Venerable is therefore restricted."

"In that case," Master Zhang Xing said, "As I ordered, continue to provoke Xiao Su and force him to do something."

"But the Demon Lord is not fooled." The disciple frowned.

"Xiao Su won't be fooled, you won't plant it?" Daoist Zhang Xing's face darkened, "If the celestial venerable doesn't make a move, we can't compete with Xiao Su! Now Zangxue Town has become a pawn discarded by the celestial venerable, he doesn't care about you, Don't even interfere with the order of the human world? What does the devil care about, what does the immortal care about, they are all people with weaknesses, they are all vulgar things, who is superior?"

When the disciple saw the real person say such words, his expression froze.His expression was a little stiff, but he answered bravely: "Yes, the disciple takes orders..."

Master Zhang Xing turned around and left, his eyes darkened.

"Xiao Su, where are we going?" Zhao Yan stepped on the sword, facing the high-altitude wind carefully turned his head to look at Xiao Su.

Xiao Su hugged him from behind, isolated the cold wind from his arms, and protected the thin body in his arms.

"Where else can I go? I'm homeless and in a mess." Xiao Su bent over, put his chin on Zhao Yan's shoulder, and added, "Worthless."

Zhaoyan smiled: "Why, so you say? Let's find another inn to rest, it's the same."

"How do you rest. I received a letter from Zhe Yu yesterday. See if I misunderstood the meaning." While Xiao Su was speaking, a spell appeared in the air, and the English characters on it flashed red, "Zhe Yu said that you were Immortal cultivators are watching, this deity has to pay attention."

Zhaoyan raised his eyes to look at the characters, and after careful identification, he nodded: "Well, almost."

Xiao Su withdrew the spell, and frowned impatiently: "When I burn the thirteen sects, I should burn all of them with one fire, so as to avoid endless troubles."

Zhaoyan noticed his emotional fluctuations, stepped on the blade of the sword and slowly turned around, actively hugging the opponent's broad shoulders.

He gently patted the scorching skin with his hands, like soothing a big wolf dog clinging to him, and even his tone couldn't help being gentle: "It's okay, it will get better. Just drive away Yun Xiangyi's spiritual power, We can go to Jinshan."

"Speak lightly." Xiao Su brought the tip of his nose to the back of Zhao Yan's neck, smelling his pleasant scent, his mood improved due to the peach in his nose, and he breathed out, "The deity's spiritual power is not enough yet. Jie, you can't take the risk of expulsing Yun Xiangyi's spiritual power. The people in Cangxue Town are rushing up to attack you at this moment, isn't it just because of the deity's fear."

"So it's a matter of improving spiritual power." Zhao Yan bowed his head, exposing the back of his snow-white neck for Xiao Su to kiss, "It's simple, don't worry."

"Simple, what do you know?" Xiao Su thought it was funny, and the weight almost fell on Zhao Yan, "I have crossed the tribulation 72 times, and I didn't succeed once, and I almost disappeared several times. I usually go through the tribulation It takes three times to achieve a positive result, and Yun Xiangyi has survived once, and has lost most of the deity."

Zhaoyan struggled to bear his weight, and continued to comfort him: "It's okay, I will accompany you. When I was a child, when I went to a better school in the town, because my foundation was not as good as others, I always got low marks in the exams. But I worked hard. , slowly catching up."

"Oh." Xiao Su was not interested in what he said, but Zhao Yan's gesture of soothing him earnestly made the corners of Xiao Su's mouth curl up, "Is the school fun?"

"It's not fun." Zhao Yan shook his head, "It's very tiring, I study late at night, and I have to get up early in the morning. I can't sleep when I'm sleepy in class, and I have to make time to memorize after class, because I have to go to work after school, otherwise I won't have food money the next day. .”

"It's been so hard." Xiao Su stood up straight, and stopped pressing on the other party, "Your parents only give birth but not raise? That's right, you said that they didn't treat you very well."

Zhaoyan pursed his lips uncomfortably: "Father likes to drink, so he was fired from the factory."

Xiao Su reached out and clasped the back of his head, staring down at the obedient face of the other party: "Besides that, what else happened to you."

"The alpha in the next class is very annoying, always blocking my way. I have to avoid him." Zhao Yan said, "So I'm very afraid of the teacher delaying the class, because he will guard the door of my class in advance."

"Why did he block your way?" Xiao Su heard the word "alpha" a lot, and almost understood it as the meaning of pickers. At this moment, he felt a little annoyed, "He called you attention?"

Zhao Yan's eyelashes twitched slightly, the shameful memory didn't want to deliberately recall the details, but Xiao Su stared at him, the dodge of his eyes was caught by the other party, as if he couldn't prove his innocence if he didn't speak.

"That alpha," Zhao Yan paused, nervously grabbing the clothes behind Xiao Su, not daring to raise his eyelids a little, "He said, he wants to keep me."

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