Master always thinks that disciples are useless

After all, there is still a demon emperor in the demon world. Although the demon king is above the demon emperor, he is the emperor of the demon world, the demon world, and the nether world. It would be inappropriate to intervene directly.

What's more, it's a family's own internal affairs. It's like the emperor of the human world intervening in the quarrels of his courtiers and family members. It's somewhat annoying.

Gu Qinghan shook his head: "No need, your identity should not be revealed for the time being."

"Oh..." Gong Zhengyu replied hesitantly.

Thinking of Xuanji from the Phoenix clan, and the white-haired merman at Shen Zhang's gate, he suddenly remembered that the demon emperor Luo Yang seemed to belong to the merman clan.

The mermaids rely on their hair color to identify bloodlines. The lighter the hair color, the purer the blood. If the hair color is pure white... According to the last time he went to the demon world, it seems that the only one in the mermaid tribe has white hair...

He seemed to know who the white-haired shark was.

Lost son?

If it was really Luo Yang's son, then things would be difficult.

The words of the old head of the Shuiyue faction clearly refer to the internal fighting among the monster clan, and the factions that are fighting among themselves are the Phoenix and the Yuren. Rob, why did Luo Yang's son fight against Xuanji?

Gong Zhengyu couldn't figure it out, and always felt that he had forgotten something, so he briefly shared his doubts with Gu Qinghan, "Let's just wait and see what happens in the next few days, I will see Phoenix sooner or later, and I have to go back to the Demon Realm to find a way to restore me. mana."

Gu Qinghan nodded, the embarrassment he had just had was suppressed by the business, his face returned to his coldness and indifference, his amber eyes stopped turbulent and dark, and turned into an unchanging calmness again.

It's just that the useless little apprentice whose spiritual roots were dug out suddenly transformed into an unattainable master of the demon world, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

If there was no misunderstanding in Lingchi a few months ago, when he saw Mozun, he should respectfully call him the king.

"Why did your cultivation disappear?"

Gong Zhengyu said innocently: "I don't know, it's like this when I wake up."

Gu Qinghan looked at him, thought about it, frowned, and said hesitantly, "You are in the Demon Realm...do you have any enemies?"

"No."

He was born to be a Demon Lord, and unless he didn't want to waste his cultivation and lose his soul, no one could take this seat away, even if it was the Dao of Heaven, it was naturally impossible to make enemies.

Moreover, the Demon Race is not as double-faced as the Human Race, with duplicity.

So even he himself was inexplicably puzzled, how could he get drunk after two sips of wine in the flower building in the devil world, wake up and come to the cultivation world, and even his cultivation base was deprived.

lost in thought.

After a while, Gu Qinghan said: "The spiritual pool has the effect of purification, is it..."

"It's impossible." Gong Zhengyu said firmly, "That only works for demon cultivators, and I'm a real demon."

As soon as these words came out, there was another burst of silence.

"Forget it, it's not important, I can come back after all." Gong Zhengyu waved his hand in annoyance. It's worth not mentioning this matter, anyway, he can't die anyway, and he can practice again when the spell is gone.

His eyes fell on the man's lips.

As soon as the business was over, Gong Zhengyu returned to his unscrupulous appearance, licking his mouth that was a little swollen from being bumped.

His straight back collapsed, and the hem of his red clothes swayed. He hung his hands on the man's shoulders, wrapping his arms around his neck.

The man in red with a handsome face and flirtatious face was only an inch shorter than the cold and cold fairy, and he was almost the same height. With such an embrace, he looked very aggressive, as if he had cornered the cold fairy.

"Master, you haven't answered the disciple's words yet, my mouth, how about kissing~ eh?"

Rao Gu Qinghan had known for a long time that his apprentice's face-changing speed was extremely fast, so he was stunned for a long time, his throat choked, and he was speechless.

The roots of his ears were reddened by the hot breath again, Gu Qinghan curled up his fingers in shame, pressed his lips together, and said in a muffled voice: "Xiaoyu..."

Gong Zhengyu was grinning, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of spring, "Gu Qinghan, how did you learn it? My legs are so soft from kissing, let's do it again."

"No, I haven't registered yet, this..."

Gong Zhengyu put his mouth together with a smile on his face.

Kissing with someone you like is naturally a very pleasant thing. This is not only a physical collision, but also a kind of spiritual and cheerful communication.

At that moment, electric current flowed through the limbs and bones, as if through a simple collision of lips and teeth, one could directly glimpse the truest thoughts in the other party's heart.

Gong Zhengyu curled his lips, feeling the man's slight refusal, but he couldn't bear to push him away vigorously, so he became even more excited—maybe the gene of robbery and plunder was engraved in the bones of the demons.

He touched Gu Qinghan's waist, looking for the belt of the girdle.

"Master, the three of us have something to do, is it convenient for you?"

Gong Zhengyu was working hard when someone disturbed his interest.

Standing outside the tent were three figures, they were the three elders in charge of the Xuanqing sect.

As if afraid of being discovered, Gu Qinghan violently separated the entangled lips and tongues of the two, pulled out a silver thread, his chest heaved violently a few times, and gradually calmed down.

only……

Her face was still red, her neckline was messed up, her clothes and sleeves were all wrinkled, and even her hair crown was slightly crooked. She didn't have the usual immortal appearance.

There is still a sense of emotion in the room.

But the three elders came here together, maybe they have something important to say, it's not that near water peak is deserted, there are people from other sects around, it is impossible to let them report the matter through the door.

After Gu Qinghan tidied up his clothes in displeasure, he said "Enter" expressionlessly, Gong Zhengyu curled his lips, sat beside him in displeasure, and wiped the corners of his mouth.

The three elders walked in with their chests hunched over.

Gu Qinghan's perennially dull lip color was extraordinarily ruddy tonight, they naturally noticed it, they were slightly surprised in their hearts, and felt the vague atmosphere in the room, they secretly looked at each other.

"Master."

They saluted in unison, and looked at Gong Zhengyu, expressing their intentions.

Gu Qinghan glanced at it, and said lightly: "What's the matter?"

"This……"

The three of you looked at me, and I looked at you, hesitating to speak.

One of the burly middle-aged men stopped and said, "May I ask your apprentice to avoid it for the time being."

Gu Qinghan frowned unhappily, his voice was still a little hoarse, and he said coldly: "Just speak up."

"This..." The three of them made excuses for a while, and they hesitated to speak.

I thought that the head of the sect would let outsiders go out after a while like this, or that those who know how to wink should go out by themselves, but Gong Zhengyu is so thick-skinned that he just shook his head and stayed beside Gu Qinghan, poking straight at him. their eyelids.

The three elders had no choice but to bite the bullet and winked at each other, and a short and kind man spoke first: "Master, Gong Zhengyu is both a disciple of the Xuanqing Sect and the head of the Jade Blood Sect, is this... Not quite right?"

If someone speaks first, it will be much easier to say what follows.

The burly middle-aged man Liu Zhang then said: "The story of Xie Wuji's success in the daytime has already spread, if he is allowed to stay in the Xuanqing sect, I am afraid he will be criticized by others. Let him bear the identity of a hall master and mix in the Xuanqing sect."

"Elder Liu said that not long ago, Gong Zhengyu used the badge of the head of the Jade Blood Sect to bully the weak in the Xuanqing sect. After beating him up, he asked them to seek revenge from Xie Wuji. Isn't it possible to oppress others at will regardless of the consequences?" Elder Wei Xin said angrily.

"A member of the Jade Blood Sect, there is no guarantee that he is not a double-faced agent, reporting our situation to the Demon Sect."

"Nowadays, the cultivation world has a lot of complaints about you, the sect leader. You only favor a trash who can't cultivate..."

"It's not right."

"Not right."

"It's really wrong..."

The three of them glanced at each other and counted Gong Zhengyu's shortcomings. Under the banner of Xuanqing sect, they tried to drive out this person who held the token of the Jade Blood Sect and enjoyed the treatment of the head disciple at the same time.

It turned out to be for him to wear shoes.

Gong Zhengyu understood, and silently sneered, secretly thinking that these three people were really beyond their limits.

Not to mention that he almost forgot about that scum called Chen Zhang.

What is the name of his distant relative... Liu Zhang?

His eyes naturally fixed on the tall, dark-skinned middle-aged man with fierce eyes in the middle. Presumably the most active person was Elder Liu Zhang from the Discipline Hall.

It's okay to have yin and yang weirdness, and choose such a time to do some immoral things.

Gong Zhengyu's face was full of displeasure, he opened his mouth, and was about to speak, when Gu Qinghan sternly said: "My disciples, don't bother you."

Gong Zhengyu rolled his eyes, then closed his mouth again, letting Gu Qinghan protect him with peace of mind.

He just likes to see him protect his weaknesses.

Liu Zhang said indignantly: "He used the token of the Demon Sect to bully the good disciples, and participated in the competition on the martial arts arena. The disciple who was beaten is still lying in the ward of the Xuanqing sect, unable to take care of himself! If no punishment is given, how can he survive?" Convince the crowd!"

"Elder Liu, I personally set up the martial arts arena." Gu Qinghan glanced at him lightly, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were displeased.

The implication is that he knows the rules of the competition stage better than anyone else.

If there is no fear of life among the disciples, the barrier of the martial arts platform will always be open, and no one can get in.

Obviously, that disciple can kill his fellow disciples and let the disciple guarding the competition stage open the barrier to let people in, what kind of a kind person can he be.

"Don't bring this matter up again, my apprentice, it's not anyone's turn to point me out yet. As for what you said, I will let Mu Xiu investigate clearly."

"This!" Liu Zhang's pupils contracted, and he said in a panic, "This, I won't bother Peak Master Helian."

He helped cover up a lot of Chen Zhang's affairs on weekdays, and even used his identity to let him pretend to be a tiger. If Gu Qinghan knew about this, he might not be able to get along in the Xuanqing faction.

He steals chickens and loses money, comes arrogantly, and walks away in a hurry, feeling extremely resentful in his heart.

What's more, he couldn't figure out how that boy Chen Zhang was clearly the fire spirit root of the main attack, how could he lose to a trash who couldn't cultivate!