When the devil

In this monster hunting conference, the rewards brought by Yu Wanfeng were all hand-picked by the emperor, and most of the participants were new young disciples from the Taili Academy, and it was very exciting to put together the prizes.

In the afternoon, one after another, people brought back the hunted monsters to show off one after another. Xue Qingqing not only hunted the monsters, but also hunted two wild deer, and threw them to the officers and soldiers to roast and eat. Wei Ling and Yuan Chun strolled around the dense forest for a while , the monster inside is too weak, Wei Ling really didn't have the heart to hunt it, but Yuan Chun was full of kindness, seeing a little flower monster dying was really pitiful, so he personally caught it and took it out of the monster sealing formation to release it.

When Xia Zhou came back, it was almost dusk. For some reason, he brought a few officers and soldiers of the Guo family with him. They were all working together to drag the wooden cart. On the cart lay a big black bear. When they saw Wei Ling, Xia Zhou smiled brightly: "A Ling, this bear skin is not bad, take it back and make a cloak for you."

"Big harvest." Wei Ling smiled, looked away from Xiong and looked at Xia Zhou: "Where's the ink pond?"

Xia Zhou said: "The monsters in this forest are not very powerful, but there are a lot of ferocious beasts. Your apprentice is busy practicing." As expected, he saw the questioning in Wei Ling's eyes, and he smiled coaxingly: "Don't worry, It will be fine, your apprentice has cultivated well, so don't be a mother-in-law, if something happens, I will compensate you?"

Wei Ling pushed Xia Zhou gently, Xia Zhou leaned back, and the two retreated behind the fence behind them. Wei Ling stared into his eyes and said, "What good thing have you done?"

He got too close, Xia Zhou smelled his fragrance, and slowly covered his slender eyes: "If someone wants to light a fire, let the fire burn hotter."

"It's you they're going to burn."

"I'm terrified. If I don't make the fire hotter, how can I keep people from being buried with me?"

Wei Ling looked at him for a while, and said: "Jinchuan City is already a dead city, we are the turtles in the urn, I am not talking about Taili Yuan, the outside world has been cut off in the city a few days ago, not far from Jinchuan City. It is heavily guarded."

After saying this, he straightened up, the distance was farther away, and the smell became weaker. Xia Zhou was not reconciled, so he dragged him over: "Who are you afraid of? Are you afraid of Yu Wanfeng? Or are you afraid of Gu Xiao?"

His voice was deep and heavy, with a cock, Wei Ling used a little effort to break away, but before he could break away, Xia Zhou hugged him and dragged him further in, his strength was so strong that it was almost violent, hitting De Weiling took a deep breath.

"I can't wait to kill him right now." Xia Zhou pinched his chin, pushing him against the wall, and Wei Ling stared into his slender and narrow pupils in panic, the eyes of catching prey.

"Let, hand..."

He suppressed his voice and stopped, not wanting to alarm anyone.

Xia Zhou stared at his face quietly, and slowly slowed down his slender fingertips: "Make it clear, Ah Ling, you belong to me, whether it's Yu Wanfeng or Gu Xiao, you'd better forget about it."

Wei Ling felt uncomfortably pressed by him, and it took him a long time to breathe a sigh of relief: "I...is yours, you, first...let go of me."

After saying this, half of the inexplicable hostility in Xia Zhou's eyes dissipated in an instant, and what remained was suspicion and observation, as if savoring the afterglow in Wei Ling's eyes.

"Well, Pavilion Master Xia, Venerable Wei Xian, the banquet is about to begin, if it's convenient for you, can you put your personal affairs aside first?"

Yuan Chun's timid voice came from the other side of the fence. She had been standing outside for a long time, and she was too embarrassed to disturb her. To be precise, when Xia Zhou took Wei Ling away, she was right beside her. What she said just now was a kind reminder that she mustered up her courage.

Wei Ling took the opportunity to push Xia Zhou away, and walked out quickly, his ears were a little red, he rubbed his hands unconsciously, Xia Zhou thought he would leave without looking back, so he obediently followed behind him as usual, Unexpectedly, just two steps away, he stopped and glanced back, the unwilling grievance dyed the corners of his eyes, he slightly opened his lips, and silently said to him: "You, yes, a, Big, bastard—"

Xia Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and realized something from the slight blush. Before he had time to grab it again, Wei Ling had already turned around and walked out of the fence. The touch and the soft scent of the nasal cavity still remained at the fingertips. Xia Zhou Zhou couldn't help but want to laugh, but his heart was empty, as if lost.

When did that ruthless god of few desires become a seductive little fairy?

He really underestimated.

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During the dinner, a bonfire was lit in the middle of the banquet, Guo Xianhou spent a lot of thought, making it very extravagant.

There are beauties everywhere, dancing against the firelight, and the table is full of delicious food and wine, which makes the atmosphere extremely high. The officers and soldiers also went to dance around the bonfire after drinking too much. The disciples of the Taili Academy did not dare to lag behind. Putting a cup into his mouth, Yu Wanfeng is not a person who likes to put on airs, seeing that the people below are having a good time, he also got up and mixed in, listening to the piano and watching the dance, although his face was not arrogant and indulging, but he also had a demeanor of enjoying it.

Wei Ling drank a jug of wine, thinking that the Guo family really hid good wine, and Yuan Chun was also a hero in the female school, so she drank all the people who came to toast, and finally she took the wine and walked to Wei Ling with a face The one who went up was smiling, but opened his mouth to talk nonsense: "Oh, the wine is good wine, and the food is also good food. It would be great if I could go home with such a good time tonight."

I don't know if she's drunk too much, she speaks in a high-pitched voice, Xue Qingqing looks at her next to her, seems to be thinking, but Wei Ling is unmoved, and continues to drink by herself.

Just at this moment, when the song was about to end, the sound of the piano gradually stopped, and the jubilant crowd in front of the bonfire also subsided a little bit. Yu Wanfeng was supported by the beautiful woman and went back to the upper seat. Thanks to Governor Guo for letting me taste it all in one night, it was not in vain to travel thousands of miles."

Guo Xianhou said with a smile: "It is a great honor for Master Grand Master to have fun."

Yu Wanfeng sat down with his clothes up, and the beautiful woman next to him immediately poured wine for him. With a slight smile on his face, he said half-thoughtfully, "It's not enough to have a good time."

Guo Xianhou was slightly stunned, and hurriedly asked: "What do you think, my lord, I'm humble enough to listen to you."

Whether Yu Wanfeng smiles or not, the meandering curve on his face is not too big. Whenever his words are mixed with laughter, it gives people the illusion of a superficial smile, and it is the same now, just looking at Guo Xianhou, Instead, he went to Wei Ling: "Today, there are two rare guests, both of whom are rare masters in the immortal arts. It is really a rare opportunity to have a drink together on the stage."

Wei Ling took a sip of wine, and looked over to meet the sight.

Yu Wanfeng stroked his beard and smiled: "The disciples of our Taili Academy have been arguing so much that my ears are not clean these days. In my dreams, I want to try my skills with real masters of immortal arts. I don't know if the immortal master and Pavilion Master Xia are willing to show respect. fulfilled the aspirations of these young people.”

When he said this, the surrounding Taili Academy disciples fell silent for an instant, and countless pairs of eyes looked at him, with expectations, worries, curiosity, and even eagerness to try.

"Okay." Wei Ling was very cheerful, and her smile was even more beautiful: "It's just that there is hope for winning and losing. If I win one person, Mr. Guo will give me a pot of wine, okay?"

Guo Xianhou laughed loudly: "This is a loss-making business, Xianzun, you have to be merciful."

"Everyone, please do your best. If Wei Xianzun empties the wine in Jinchuan City, our Taili Academy will not be able to afford to pay Governor Guo." Yuan Chun was very energetic. She had already stood up with her sword in her hand, looking like she wanted to Try it yourself.

Xia Zhou finally became interested in the dinner, and he leaned over to Wei Ling's side: "A Ling, are you drunk? Are you also in the mood for miscellaneous fish?"

Wei Ling replied to him: "Relieve boredom." Then he patted the table lightly, and his figure was as light as a feather, and turned over to the open space in front of the campfire.

Yuan Chun hurried to catch up, and bowed deeply: "Yuan Chun has the courage to come first, and I hope the immortal will give me some advice."

Wei Ling didn't say much, and lightly pressed the hilt of the sword with the tip of her right finger, but smiled and said nothing.

Xia Zhou rested his chin on Wei Ling's figure carefully. He took off his cloak and stood in front of the flames to be dragged clean and white. His body was a bit thin, and the waist seal made his waist slender and slender. He couldn't help thinking of the tight and strong The delicate muscle lines and the warmth in the palm of your hand are like beautiful and flawless jade that has been carefully carved.

And the most deadly thing among them is Wei Ling's casualness that is different from the past when he holds the sword in his hand, like a flower falling into the water and disintegrating into a cloud of smoke, shapeless, but awe-inspiring and alluring.

He really wanted to enjoy that look alone, but he just didn't want to belong to himself, and he always liked to put on a pose in front of others——

Yuan Chun stood still not far away for a moment, then suddenly drew his sword and charged at her, her speed was astonishing, it was impossible to see her movements clearly with ordinary eyesight, only sparks were reflected in the sword light, like the wind around her, her figure had already reached Wei In front of Ling.

Wei Ling just stood there quietly, unhurriedly raising the sword. Hearing the crisp sound, half of the unsheathed sword had already blocked Yuan Chun's attack. Then she raised her backhand, pulled out the whole sword, and pressed down along the direction of her movements. , unexpectedly abruptly blocked the daunting long sword.

Unconvinced, Yuan Chun gritted his teeth and pulled out a small knife from his boots, but before the knife was drawn, Wei Ling had already turned around to get out of the way, but the knife couldn't touch the flying past. Clothes were hem, the front was empty, and Wei Ling was already on the other side when he raised his eyes.

"Let you make three moves." Wei Ling held the sword and said softly: "You can make me take a step back, and I will lose."

Hearing what he said, Xia Zhou was so happy to drink. He had long felt that Wei Ling was completely different from those who held the sword and those who didn't. Especially after drinking, the arrogance deep in his bones would ooze out vividly. Come, exude a seductive energy, making people want to pounce on him and tear him to pieces.

What's more, he was clearly trying, trying to brake with stillness, trying the third level of the five-level sword spirit.

Yuan Chun naturally didn't know, but was a little offended by Wei Ling's words, got up and went to meet him.

This time, Wei Ling's speed was even slower, so slow that the fire light reflected on the sword did not move at all. The moment he reached the edge of Yuan Chun's sword, he let go of his hand, turned around the sword body to the back of his hand, and when he held it again, it was just right. Hold the sword in Yuan Chun's hand against the opposite direction, following the trend, her wrist can no longer exert strength, and the sword is pulled off.

"One more time." Wei Ling said to her warmly.

She pursed her lips and started the tactic empty-handed. She had already made the third move, but Wei Ling suddenly let go of her, leaned to her side, held the hilt of the sword in her right hand and approached Yuan Chun's back of the neck, and touched it lightly.

Yuan Chun opened her eyes wide. The touch from the back of her neck was not lukewarm, but it was as if hitting her chest, which made her unacceptable. The victory and defeat had been decided, and she was extremely unwilling. Wei Ling hit straight.

Wei Ling took Yuan Chun's palm head-on with the other hand, white light bloomed, and a gust of wind blew up, Yuan Chun was repelled two steps, and when he stood still, he saw Wei Ling still standing quietly by the bonfire Before, it seemed that nothing had disturbed him at all.

Yuan Chun looked down at his palm, then at Wei Ling, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's amazing! The little girl is willing to bow down."

People around have been dumbfounded.

Wei Ling put away the sword, and said in a gentle voice, "Accept."

As the flames flickered, his breath was as indifferent as the evening breeze, and he could not smell the slightest bit of murderous intent.

"Yuan Chun, your cultivation level is still far behind." Yu Wanfeng's voice was the first to break the silence: "Guo Inspector, it seems that your wine is delivered."

Guo Xianhou didn't mind how the wine was served, and the atmosphere was just as he wanted, so he continued: "The humble official lost for no reason, and I also feel unwilling. Coincidentally, there are some experts under the humble official. Do you know if you can give them face and let them try the trick?"

Yu Wanfeng said: "Oh? That's interesting, who wants to challenge Wei Xianzun?"

An uninformed general below stood up: "Wei Xianzun's rank is too high, and I dare not be a general... Or, I will try to challenge Pavilion Master Xia."

He said something terrible, and both Wei Ling and Yu Wanfeng looked at him.

Guo Xianhou smiled and said: "Brothers don't have to be so polite, who here is not a hero who galloped in the battlefield? Today's opportunity is rare, and it is time to perform well."

This military commander is a sensitive person. What he said just now depended half on his mood and half on the strength of alcohol, but after he finished speaking, two big men stared at him with complicated expressions, and he had an inexplicable sense of foreboding.

"Okay." Unexpectedly, Xia Zhou put down the wine glass, and hurriedly agreed before the general regretted it.

He enjoyed the attention of everyone, with his two slender legs resting on the table, he said lazily: "But I don't play with those mysterious things like A Ling, the rules of the world, win reputation, lose life, dare not play." dare?"

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The writing time of the manuscript was written wrong, which led to a one-week update in one breath... In short, happy reading.