Master always thinks that disciples are useless

On the square couch, the body of head master Shen was suddenly blown by the wind, and instantly turned into dust, and drifted away with the dissipated green smoke spiritual power.

Gu Qinghan closed his eyes and mourned for a few breaths, and after he got out of the Shuiyue faction, he called out the Lingshuang Sword with a cold face, swiped the sword at the Shuiyue faction, and the cave collapsed in an instant, burying the rotten flesh inside.

In the cultivation world, the weak prey on the strong, and new forces will rise every moment, and weak sects will fall. They have long been accustomed to it.

The Shuiyue faction has thus become a thing of the past.

Back to the outskirts of Xiaoye City.

Even on a quiet night, outside Xiaoye City, where the evil spirit shrouded the city, almost no one fell asleep. The medical cultivators were racing against time to cure and save people, and the sword cultivators patrolled around, alerting the demon clan to open the city gates and rush out to kill people.

Gong Zhengyu noticed that the tent that was supposed to belong to the Demon Slayer Sect had been replaced by another sect, which was a symbol of a white crane.

The Jade Blood Sect had only a dozen people in total, and their tents should have been at the farthest place, but now they forcibly occupied the three tents marked by the Tianyang Sect, and squeezed them abruptly beside the Xuanqing Sect.

Everyone knows what they're up to.

It's just that no one knows why a waste that cannot be cultivated will cause the Xuanshuang Immortal Venerable and the young master of the Jade Blood Sect to fight for it.

Is it because he looks good?

"Young Sovereign." The man in blue brocade greeted him gently and elegantly, waving his fan. Seeing Gong Zhengyu was slightly surprised, his eyes naturally glanced at the red clothes, and finally, the intertwined He paused for a moment with his two well-defined hands, and immediately looked away.

interesting.

he thinks.

Xie Wuji watched Gong Zhengyu's back enter the Xuanqing sect's tent, and then withdrew the smile at the corner of his mouth, and took Wen Ruyu back to his territory with a serious face.

"Is what I want ready?"

As soon as she entered the tent, Wen Ruyu let go of her dignity, sat down on the ground, and rubbed her sore wrists: "Where are you going to go? The shops with a radius of hundreds of miles have all closed their shops, let alone the wine. You don't even open restaurants, you are really my ancestor."

"Without you, wouldn't you go further to buy it?" Xie Wuji showed displeasure, opened the curtain on the tent, and glanced narrowly at the opposite side.

The Xuanqing faction can sneak in for the time being, but how to make the other party recognize that Gu Qinghan is a hypocrite and willingly come to the Jade Blood Sect.

Is he the Great Demon Patriarch?

Wen Ruyu spread out her hands and showed him, "Please, the majestic ghost doctor's hands are callused after treating a bunch of ignorant people, and it would be nice if I could spare time for you to go all the way to ask questions! You What do you want wine for?"

Xie Wuji glanced at him, then retracted his eyes lightly, and said perfunctorily: "It's nothing."

Wen Ruyu glanced suspiciously, he has no habit of drinking.

Suppressing the weirdness in his heart, he thought about it, and said lazily, "Oh, by the way, after you left, a monster sent me a voice transmission, asking if we want to cooperate with them."

"No." Xie Wuji said coldly.

Wen Ruyu smiled: "I think so too, but they may have found someone else."

"Gu Qinghan, what is written on it?"

Gong Zhengyu sat cross-legged next to the man, resting his chin lazily on the other's shoulder, blinking at the messenger talisman in his hand, he was familiar with those words, but he could only recognize the word "person" .

The characters in the cultivation world are not quite the same as those in the demon world.

He was unprepared, and there was something written on it, and he didn't care what it was, it was some trivial matters of the Xuanqing sect passed on by Helian Moxiu, and Gu Qinghan needed to make a decision.

"Xiao Yu." The man didn't extinguish the communication talisman, but put it on the small square table, and called out with mixed feelings in his heart.

Gong Zhengyu replied with a smile: "I'm here."

Gu Qinghan turned his head slightly, facing the face that was so close, the complex emotions in his heart were surging, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

There is no such person in the cultivation world.

But he knew what the patriarch of the Phoenix clan looked like and what his name was.

Although it can't be confirmed that it is the Demon Lord, at least it should be a person from the non-cultivation world who is familiar with the Yaozu.

Then the sky cracks...

Gu Qinghan had never been so at a loss before, he sighed, frowned, and asked slowly: "Are you the devil?"

Gong Zhengyu narrowed his eyes suddenly.

Gu Qinghan suddenly asked what is this for?It's been a long time since I said that I'm a Demon Lord, so I'm about to ask questions?

His eyes fell on the message talisman emitting spiritual power, but he couldn't understand the words on it, but he always felt that the cause of the matter started from this message talisman.

What did Helen Moxiu say?

"I... no."

With flickering eyes, he stretched out his hand to untie the man's belt, trying to use the most irresistible method of the other party to make him stop arguing for a while about whether he was the demon king or not.

Believe it sooner or later, but believe it at this time.

At that time, the cauldron that Mozun connived at the demon clan to commit crimes, murder, and set fire was placed on his head, then it would be over.

For the time being, he doesn't want to resume some shit master-student relationship with Gu Qinghan.

But Gu Qinghan grabbed his troubled hand, took a deep breath, "Xiao Yu."

"Master, I'm sleepy~"

There was a bit of hesitation in the amber eyes, Gu Qinghan sighed, his cold voice was lowered by him, it was extremely sexy: "There is no one named Gong Zhengyu in the cultivation world, Xiaoyu, who are you?"

"Master~ it's time to sleep."

"Don't make trouble."

Gong Zhengyu: "..."

No matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't help feeling a little irritable when asked, and the unhappiness in his heart was rising steadily, and broke out even though the man was indifferent.

Gong Zhengyu sat up from Gu Qinghan's arms with a cold face. He had never sat so straight before, with his arms folded around his chest, his voice changed a little, and he said harshly: "Gu Qinghan, I told you clearly back then You, I am the Lord of the Demon Realm, you are the one who insisted on listening to Li Chen's diagnosis and thinking that I was mentally ill if you didn't believe it!"

Gu Qinghan pursed his lips.

Gong Zhengyu said with a half-smile, "Why, are you going to settle accounts with me now that the monster tribe invaded? Or do you want me to help you solve this trouble? Let me tell you, no, yes, yes!"

The more Gong Zhengyu thought about it, the angrier he became, and even the anger and grievance that he was misunderstood as a sick mind when he was telling the truth at the beginning came out together, and said in a vicious voice: "I'm going to Xiaoye City now, find a demon to take me back to the demon world , What kind of beautiful man is there in the devil world, there are a lot of people who want to climb my bed, as for hanging on your tree?"

As he said that, he really stood up and wanted to go outside.

Gu Qinghan frowned, and quickly pulled him back, "Xiaoyu..."

"What are you stopping me for? The righteous immortal sees me, a big devil who does all kinds of evil, what are you waiting for, don't kill me with a sword to claim credit?"

"Small……"

Gong Zhengyu babbled, and didn't give the other party a chance to explain. He said coldly: "You are so small, the ashes of the last person who dared to call me like that were thrown away by me, and I will call you Jun when I see you later... um—— "

The unspoken words were forcibly blocked back, the lips and teeth were sealed, the cold and handsome face suddenly enlarged, and the heart was beating like a drum.

Gu Qinghan used his own lips to block the ever-stopping pink lips.

Gong Zhengyu's eyes widened in disbelief, he was at a loss for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled away, his slightly parted lips and teeth immediately gave the other party a chance to plunder the city, Gu Qinghan just pinched his little apprentice on the back of the head like this, learning without a teacher , unilaterally exchanged a lingering kiss that was almost suffocating.

The fair and handsome faces of the two were more or less dyed a peach color. When they parted, their lips were redder and more crystal clear.

A few blushes of red flashed quickly on Gu Qinghan's indifferent face, his eyelashes trembled, his eyes focused on Gong Zhengyu's face, he stared unsteadily at the lips and teeth that smacked his tongue as if tasting the aftertaste, his pupils slammed Shrinking, suddenly looked away.

It's overstepped.

he thinks.

For a while, I just wanted to stop the little apprentice's endless mouth, but...

They're not buddies yet.

Gu Qinghan calmed down slowly, a little remorseful, and fell into deep self-blame, but his mind was against him, always replaying the touch of that moment in front of his eyes repeatedly, lashing his heart with each stimulation. nerve.

Gong Zhengyu raised his eyebrows, smiled, and his unhappiness disappeared instantly.

He stretched out his hand to touch the hot lower lip, maybe it was a little nibbled when he hit it just now, but now it's a little swollen.

Normally, when he took advantage of his unpreparedness to kiss Gu Qinghan's face, the other party would feel ashamed and angry, but there was a day when he took the initiative to kiss me on the mouth.

This is because you took the initiative to keep me, so I will reluctantly stay here for the time being, and you can't pin the responsibility of the Yaozu on my head and ask for punishment.

Smiling, Gong Zhengyu stretched out his hand to pinch Gu Qinghan's sharp-edged jaw, like a hooligan molesting a woman from a good family, turned his face away, and blew softly: "Are you close, Xianzun?"

Gu Qinghan pursed his lips and remained silent, his earlobes gradually turned red, and he was still pretending to be calm, but he was really at a loss what to do.

No one has ever dared to tease Xuanshuang Immortal Venerable like this.

Gong Zhengyu simply loves him like this.

Gong Zhengyu said: "Tell me, Master, how does it feel to be a model teacher and pull my little apprentice to kiss him in the middle of the night?"

He intentionally kept his words taboo and blunt, and the blush that Gu Qinghan had finally suppressed came back, his face flushed with embarrassment.

Then Gong Zhengyu retired and stopped teasing him: "But let's talk about it first, I didn't persuade the Yaozu to cultivate, you can't pin this matter on me."

"No." Gu Qinghan's voice became a little hoarse, more deep and magnetic than before.

He has been by his side for the past few months, why talk about instigating the monster race to invade the realm of comprehension.

"Really not?" Gong Zhengyu confirmed.

"En." Gu Qinghan nodded firmly but slowly.

Gong Zhengyu was happy in his heart, and he liked this man more and more. He stretched out his head and kissed his face twice, admiring the man's ocher earlobes: "For your sake, I'll go to Xiaoye City tomorrow. It's just that if the monster clan is really fighting among themselves, it's not easy for me to intervene."