The system has a male protagonist face

The shopkeeper with weak legs said coldly, "What are you screaming for! Do you want your life!"

"No, no..." The shopkeeper pointed to the outside and stammered, "Yes... there is an 'adult' coming..."

The goatee stared at him, stepped forward a few steps, and cursed, "Any cat or dog can just yell! I think you're a bitch..."

Under the cloak, Feng Jue's face changed suddenly, and his fingers subconsciously clasped the 'random red' around his waist.Glancing out of the corner of his eyes, Feng Jue watched helplessly as the goatee flew out as if being pulled by something.

There was a sudden noise in the room, Feng Jue stood silently behind the crowd and watched everything that was about to happen with cold eyes, and the finger behind him was stuck in the crack of the door secretly with a buckle in between.

As the goatee disappeared, the crowd grew more and more panic-stricken.At this moment, the entire wall of the inn's gate suddenly collapsed, and a group of demons stood behind the dust.

The leader should be a high-level demon, because he doesn't have an ugly appearance. On the contrary, the other party is born with a charming evil spirit that comes with a high-level demon.

That demon's eyes are red and black, the skin on his face is sickly pale, his lips are as bright as drinking blood but strangely enchanting, there seems to be some kind of totem between his brows but Feng Jue It's not very clear.

Glancing at the people who were all on guard, the demon stepped forward and chuckled, but his voice was hoarse as if it had been polished on sandpaper.

"Everyone, this is Zhuang Yan, a member of the Cold Poison Sect." Stretching out his hand to wrap the black hair in front of his head, the demon Zhuang Yan raised his chin slightly and said, "Welcome everyone to visit the Cold Poison Sect."

Feng Jue was taken aback when he heard the words, cold and poisonous door?Is it the Cold Poison Sect who is facing Qi Guichen tit for tat in the Demon Realm?

Everyone present understood what Zhuang Yan meant, especially those monks who were more aware of the current situation in the Demon Realm. Once they heard Zhuang Yan's words, they knew that they wanted to serve as cannon fodder for the Cold Poison Sect.

Immediately, several monks quit. Although they can't get along in the cultivation world, they don't want to go to the devil world to die in vain!

Not far from Feng Jue, three cultivators pulled out their long swords from their waists, apparently planning to force their way out.Zhuang Yan, who was not far away, curled the corner of his mouth, and the hint of ruthlessness was fleeting.

"Everyone, maybe there is still a way to survive after going to the Cold Poison Sect." Zhuang Yan stepped forward and said, "If you resist, you will end up like this person."

After Zhuang Yan finished speaking, he swung his sleeves violently and threw something down. Feng Jue opened his eyes slightly when he saw the 'person' who fell in front of him. This was the goatee who was shouting not long ago.

The others also clearly recognized the goatee, but at this moment, there was a trace of panic and fear on their faces.Because the whole body of the goatee is shriveled like a corpse at the moment, and one can tell that it is completely dead at a glance.

Seeing the mournful expressions on the faces of the monks, Zhuang Yan rolled his eyes and smiled, "How is it? How are you thinking?"

The cultivator who had drawn out the sword before was already hesitant, and then looked down at the goatee, finally gritted his teeth and put down the sword in his hand, and Zhuang Yan smiled even wider when he saw this.

Feng Jue knew that he might not be able to fight against the group of demons in front of him, so he could only follow the group of monks to walk behind Zhuang Yan with his head down.Unexpectedly, when passing by Zhuang Yan, Feng Jue was suddenly stopped by the raised arm in front of him, slightly tilted his head to look at Zhuang Yan, Feng Jue's hand hidden under his sleeve had already grasped 'Luanhong'.

"You smell like a demon..." Zhuang Yan shrugged his nose, then frowned slightly, "This is..."

He glanced at Feng Jue uncertainly, Zhuang Yan smacked his lips with a strange expression, then turned his head and waved his hands, "It's nothing, it's a fuss."

Looking back at the monks with different expressions, Zhuang Yan pursed his lips and said, "Are you ready, everyone, let's... go to the Cold Poison Sect."

☆、Cold Poison Gate

Feng Jue realized that Zhuang Yan didn't take them directly to the Demon Realm, but went around and went to a relatively remote place to set up camp first.

"Tomorrow, we will start again."

After Zhuang Yan's words fell, Feng Jue suddenly remembered what the system said before, it seemed that the door to the devil world would only open tomorrow.

In other words... now this period of time is waiting for the passage to open?

Feng Jue originally wanted to sneak away while Zhuang Yan was not paying attention, but Zhuang Yan was quite vigilant, and... I don't know if it was an illusion, but Feng Jue felt that Zhuang Yan seemed to be paying special attention to him.

The place on the edge of the Demon Realm is not warm at night. Fortunately, the system put a cloak on Feng Jue in advance. Feng Jue saw the unattractive expressions of the other monks, so he got up and picked up some dead wood and lit a bonfire.

Zhuang Yan twitched his lips when he saw Feng Jue's actions, and the other monks moved cautiously to this side after seeing the bonfire burning.

Feng Jue leaned against the tree trunk behind him to keep warm, and when his consciousness gradually relaxed, his whole body trembled suddenly.Turning his head to look at Zhuang Yan who was sitting next to him at some point, Feng Jue calmed down and then turned his face indifferently.

"This fire, the color is so beautiful." Zhuang tired of straightening his robe, sat aside and said with a light smile, "It reminds me of something that happened a long time ago..."

Feng Jue didn't reply, and Zhuang Yan didn't get annoyed either.Looking at the flames jumping in front of him, Zhuang Yan continued on his own, "At that time, in order to seize power, the Cold Poison Sect was divided into several forces... Everyone desperately wanted to survive..."

"Those who lost were put on the fire and burned directly... just like this color..." Zhuang Yan looked at the flames in front of him ecstatically and murmured, "I have always wanted to know why everyone wants to win. For survival?"

Feng Jue was silent when he heard that, but Zhuang Yan suddenly turned his head to look at Feng Jue and raised his lips and said, "You know what? Until a certain person met... at that time, his appearance was worse than anyone he had ever met. ..."

"He said, 'Because I want to win, you must lose'." Zhuang Yan said with a smile, "That person, I really got it right... Now, he is an amazing character."

Feng Jue still didn't say a word, Zhuang Yan tilted his head and said, "Aren't you curious?"

Feng Jue shook his head lightly.

"That person was originally from your cultivation world, maybe you have heard of it." Zhuang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low tone, "It's a bit similar to your breath, it seems that he was charged with murdering a teacher..."

The hand placed by his side was clenched tightly, Feng Jue's whole body was tense as he listened to Zhuang Yan's narration, "I met him more than a year ago, it feels like...lost everything but with an unspeakable purpose Only then can it stand upright...it's scary..."

Raising his head and looking at a group of monks sitting not far away, Zhuang Yan grinned, "The monks have fallen into our demon world...the most fearful thing is that they still have the fighting spirit and haven't given up hope in the cultivation world...that person is like that .”

Feeling uncomfortable as if blocked by lead, Feng Jue bit his lower lip and tried hard to hide himself under the cover of the cloak.Zhuang Yan stood up, clapped his hands and said, "But it's a pity, my Cold Poison Sect will definitely get rid of him, and the Demon Realm...can't let an outsider dictate!"

Feng Jue doesn't know why Zhuang Yan said these words to him, but it can be concluded that the person the other party is talking about must be Qi Guichen.He has been in the Demon Realm for the past few years... What exactly has he experienced?

Feng Jue, who originally had a clear goal, was shaken for the first time. He suddenly realized that even if Qi Guichen cleared up his grievances... I am afraid that the other party will never change back to the way he was before.

The most important thing is...will Qi Guichen, who has great strength now, still care about what happened back then?

These thoughts have been bothering Feng Jue, until the next morning, they are still pressed in Feng Jue's heart.Zhuang Yan asked everyone to get up and prepare to leave this place, looked up at the sky, Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "It's almost time, let's all come with XX."

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Yan took a step forward and turned around.

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At the same time, the pale system in black brocade was clutching his left arm and walking quickly towards the inn where Feng Jue lived.

There was faint blood oozing out from between his fingers. The system was walking towards the inn with a blank face, but when he turned a corner and saw the ruins in front of him, his color suddenly changed.

Spotting the innkeeper who was frowning not far away, the system frowned and stepped forward and asked, "What's going on here?"

"Ah?" The shopkeeper was taken aback, and after seeing the person in front of him, he knelt on the ground and begged repeatedly, "My lord, please let the villain go, didn't you just take away the monks here... There is really no one... "

"Who is the person who took it away?" The system's voice sounded coolly, "What does it look like?"

The shopkeeper gesticulated, and after the system heard it, he stopped talking and turned around and walked towards the room where Feng Jue lived.

Fortunately, what Zhuang Yan knocked down was only a wall, and when the system tried to open the door, it seemed that something was wrong.Bending down to take off the buckle stuck in the crack of the door, the system turned and left after pensively for a moment.

The right hand that was covering the left arm was slowly lowered, looking down at the blood system in the palm of the hand, it was silent again.Looking up at the vast sky in front of him, the system's red eyes narrowed slightly.

When he opened his eyes again, the system turned around and left the place with a layer of frost on its face.

But at this moment, Feng Jue officially stepped into the demon world with Zhuang Yan.

Looking at the tents under his feet one after another, Feng Jue looked suspiciously at Zhuang Yan who always had a smile on his face.

At this moment, two ferocious demons dragged a female monk whose mouth and nose were blocked and passed in front of the crowd.The female nun looked very pitiful with tears streaming down her face, but none of the monks present had seen the storm, and when they saw the female nun's gaze, they just turned their faces away and ignored it.

Feng Jue noticed that the female cultivator was only covered with a dirty leather blanket, and some parts could be said to be barely covered.Moreover, the female nun's exposed limbs were covered with bruises and traces of being whipped.

Zhuang Yan at the side seemed to be familiar with the scene in front of him, glanced at the female repair and turned his eyes and said, "Take it to the west."

Feng Jue was about to speak to Zhuang Yan, but suddenly turned around and said with a light smile, "Everyone, no matter what you see now... I advise you to keep your words in your stomach."

Squinting his eyes and looking at the crowd, Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "There are a group of hungry war wolves in the west. If you want to survive, you should not do anything else. No matter what your previous status is, but when you arrive at the Cold Poison Sect ...Whether it's a dragon or a snake, you have to coil it for me."

Following Zhuang Yan's words, Feng Jue's temples broke out a layer of fine sweat.The devilish energy here is too strong, Feng Jue feels bad all over now.

Taking out the medicine bottle given by Hua Shaochen from his sleeve, Feng Jue took a few pills before he felt a little relief in his chest.And Zhuang Yan looked at Feng Jue for a moment, then turned around and said with a sneer, "Unexpectedly, he is still a sick child."

Everyone didn't speak, but Zhuang Yan called a demon to whisper something to him, and then Feng Jue and the four monks in the team were taken away by the demon.

The Mozu first found a tent for the five of them to settle down, and then took out five handcuffs full of runes from behind.Looking at the rune, Feng Jue felt as if he had seen it somewhere before, but before he thought about the demon, he ordered five people to put handcuffs on his right wrist.

The monks present were full of dissatisfaction, but the people under the roof could only swallow their anger and obey.Feng Jue put on the handcuffs obediently, squinted and looked at the runes on them, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Until late at night, Zhuang Yan never appeared again.

Seeing that it was getting dark outside, Feng Jue was about to inquire about the news, but someone lifted the curtain suddenly.I saw a female nun slowly walking into the tent with her head down, carrying a tray. Feng Jue found that the nun was barefoot, her wrists and ankles were locked by thick iron chains.

There were five bowls of brown soup in the tray held by the female nun, and as she handed the tray forward, the female nun murmured in a low voice, "Drink it, or we will all die."

"What is this?" A monk frowned and said, "Poison or a voodoo that controls us?"

Feng Jue lowered his eyes to stare at the soup in front of him, was silent for a moment, but picked up a bowl and drank it without saying a word.

Under the surprised eyes of all the monks, Feng Jue lightly wiped the corner of his mouth and said calmly, "No matter what it is, do you have a choice now?"

This was the truth, and the other four cultivators could only drink the soup and sat back with gloomy faces when they saw this.Seeing that female cultivator was about to leave with her head down, Feng Jue suddenly raised her head and said, "Miss, please stay."

The female cultivator paused, Feng Jue stepped forward and nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to fasten the loose gauze on the female cultivator's wrist, then Feng Jue took a step back and said, "I'm being abrupt, girl, go slowly."

The female cultivator narrowed her eyes slightly, arched her body, then turned around and opened the curtain to go out.

A monk at the side sneered at Feng Jue's actions and said, "What time is it and I can't move my eyes away from the woman."

"That appearance may not be so outstanding, and the loss outweighs the gain by playing with her..."

Feng Jue sat in the corner without saying a word, just looked down at his fingers, but thought about the restriction on the iron chain on the nun's wrist just now.

After a while, the other chattering monks in the tent fell silent, Feng Jue got up and walked over to lean down to check one by one.Sure enough, they all fell asleep as if they had been drugged.

Feng Jue turned around and walked to the water tank beside him, gritted his teeth and punched himself in the abdomen, causing all the soup that he drank in his mouth to spit out.

He is a sick child, and Hua Shaochen has often caught him pouring medicine over the years, but due to his poor physical fitness, Hua Shaochen asked Feng Jue to take a pill to protect the internal organs before drinking the medicine, This is something like a protective film that allows the medicine taken into the stomach to be absorbed slowly.

Taking advantage of the soup not being absorbed just now, Feng Jue forced himself to spit it all out.Looking at the sleepy monk, Feng Jue wrapped the cloak tightly around his body, lifted the curtain and walked out quickly.

Now Feng Jue is not in a hurry to leave, Zhuang Yan said... the cold poison sect is going to deal with Qi Guichen now.Coupled with his previous understanding of the trends in the demon world, Feng Jue knows that the Fenxiang Valley established by the Cold Poison Sect and Qi Guichen is now in dire straits.

It was rare for him to be brought to the Cold Poison Sect, so Feng Jue made up his mind to collect information about the Cold Poison Sect first, and then find a way to send all the information to Qi Guichen.

It can be regarded as... help him, although the hero may not need it.

Feng Jue narrowed his eyes and looked around for a while, feeling a bit empty without the system by his side.Thinking of the buckle he hid in the crack of the door, Feng Jue couldn't help wondering if the system saw it?

But the time is limited right now, fortunately there is no powerful demon clan in the place where Feng Jue is, so Feng Jue took advantage of the night to investigate the terrain of the Cold Poison Sect and the layout of the surrounding troops.

Just when Feng Jue was about to call it a day and return to the tent, his eyes suddenly lit up, because he found that the nun who delivered the soup before was sitting alone in a corner with her knees hugged.

The footsteps of leaving stopped, Feng Jue suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

The female cultivator was sitting blankly, but when she saw Feng Jue appearing, her eyes lit up, she looked down at the gauze tied around her wrist, and the female cultivator lowered her head and said softly, "Before, thank you fellow daoist."

"Why did the girl fall into the cold and poisonous sect?" Feng Jue saw that the other party was not surprised by his appearance, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "The girl doesn't have the sinister aura of a demon cultivator, I'm afraid she fell into the demon world involuntarily." stop."

"Fellow Daoist is careful, since you can see it, why bother to ask?" The female cultivator raised her head and laughed at herself, "Being controlled by the Cold Poison Sect and being humiliated, I should have found a place to kill myself... But I can't swallow this bad breath."

"Miss is trapped by the chain on her wrist?" Feng Jue looked down at the nun's chain and said, "To tell you the truth, if you want to escape... I can help you untie the restraint on your wrist."

The female cultivator raised her head when she heard the words, and stared at Feng Jue without blinking her eyes. After a long time, the female cultivator raised one corner of her mouth and said, "Friend Su Xuan appreciates it, but Su Xuan said... ...I am not willing to swallow this bad breath."

Feng Jue looked over, and saw that female cultivator Suxuan stood up, stared at the iron chain on her wrist and said coldly, "The Cold Poison Sect has harmed me so far, but leaving is far from being able to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Feng Jue: "What does that girl mean?"

"Fellow daoist, can you undo the restriction and then make an illusion to cover this chain?" The female cultivator slightly curled her lips and said, "Fellow daoist, I'm afraid I don't know, but Wu Bo, the current head of the cold and poisonous sect, is very lecherous, although it is true that some Strength, but Wu Bo has been obsessed with beauty for many years and cannot extricate himself."

"What does the girl want to do?"

"Oh, that Wu Bo is not only obsessed with beauty, but also loves to abuse the people next to him. Daoists should have seen female cultivators who have been abused before."

Feng Jue remembered the scene he saw when he just arrived at the Cold Poison Gate and was silent.

The female cultivator laughed and said, "If those women were not directly rewarded to other demons for enjoyment, or simply fed to demon dogs as food...the end would be extremely miserable."

"What's the girl's plan?" Feng Jue looked at the chain on the female cultivator's wrist and said, "It's not difficult to impose false restrictions, as long as you don't deliberately check the changes of the restriction, you may as well let me listen if you have a plan." Hearing it from the top, maybe... the bottom can also do a little bit of effort."

"I don't know who you are as a friend?" The female cultivator smiled when she heard the words, "I am Suxuan, an inner disciple of the Guyue Sect. Fellow Daoist has saved Suxuan's life...Can you tell Suxuan's name?"

"Feng Jue of the Yuheng Mountain School." Feng Jue didn't hide anything, looked at Su Xuan and said firmly, "I also know Miss Fu Xueyi from your school, and this time I stepped into the Demon Realm to track down and kill Xu Jing, the elder of the Gu Yue Sect. come."

Su Xuan opened his eyes slightly, and after a while, he suddenly bowed to Feng Jue and said, "So it's Master Feng Xian, Su Xuan thanks Xian Master for saving his life."

"Miss Su, don't need to be too polite." Feng Jue quickly helped her up and said, "Since our identities are known to each other, I also trust the girl, but I don't know what the girl is going to do next? Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Let me tell you the truth, Suxuan intends to break into the Cold Poison Sect on this trip." Suxuan reached out and rubbed his cheeks, then took off a thin human skin mask from his face, and looked towards Feng Jue Time has changed.

Looking at Su Xuan who had a delicate face in front of him, with the haughty expression of an inner disciple of the Gu Yue Sect in his eyes, Feng Jue was slightly stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I probably know the girl's plan."

"If you let me go back at this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself." Suxuan raised her snow-white chin and said, "It's better to fight, so that even if I die... I will have no regrets."

Feng Jue was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and then said in a low voice, "Feng Jue is ashamed of what the girl said."

Helping Suxuan untie the restraint on his wrist, and put the illusion in place, Feng Jue said worriedly, "Miss, do you know how to get close to Wubo during this trip?"

"Immortal masters don't have to worry about this, Suxuan has figured out some routines in the past few days." Suxuan smiled and said, "The immortal master is also dedicated to the cultivation world, and Suxuan will look for opportunities to find a way to deal with the news and changes of the Cold Poison Sect." Tell the immortal master, and hope that the immortal master can help Suxuan for the cultivation world."

"How dare you." Feng Jue nodded, "Feng has a duty to do so."

"Then, Master Immortal, please stay calm these days." Su Xuan smiled, his face bright and moving, "Just wait for the good news from Su Xuan."

☆, dream

For the next few days, Feng Jue sneaked out at night to check the terrain, and the person who came to deliver the soup every day became another nun.

These days Feng Jue drank the soup and then vomited it out. After a long time, Feng Jue also realized that this soup can not only make people drowsy, but also seems to change the meridians and internal organs of the monk after taking it for a long time.

Even one of the monks complained one day, "I have adapted to the demonic energy of the demon world these days, and I don't know if it is an illusion... It seems that cultivating demons is smoother."

Eyes drooping slightly, Feng Jue unconsciously clenched his fists.Once cultivating demons, these monks may not be tolerated by the cultivation world at all, and can only take refuge in the demon world, and the current two camps in the demon world...

So it really deserves to be called Cold Poison Sect, this plan of boiling frogs in warm water is really good!

Feng Jue looked at the sky outside, and the monk who was thinking about the date he had agreed with Suxuan suddenly said, "Do you know the favorite concubine of Wubo of the Cold Poison Sect?"

"Isn't there a lot of trouble recently about this matter? What is the identity of the concubine?"

Because there was really nothing to do, several monks got together to discuss, men, what they are interested in is nothing more than money, power and beauties.

The monk who spoke first took a quick look outside, and then continued, "A few days ago, Wu Bo met a female monk by chance when he was away. For some reason, that female monk seemed to fall in love with Wu Bo at first sight!"

"And this!"

"Is this nun crazy?! That's a demon!"

Signaling everyone to be quiet, the monk continued, "But Wu Bo enjoys it, no, I have loved that female nun a lot these days, it is said that these days..." Showing a comprehensible expression, it was noticed by everyone. The cultivator snorted with an expression on his face, "Everyone in the Cold Poison Sect wants to punish that female cultivator, tsk tsk, it's not in vain to be considered a good show."

"This nun doesn't know what to think... Sigh..."

"Wu Bo loves that female nun quite a lot, maybe she has true feelings." The monk shook his head and said with a smile when he said something that he didn't believe, "We are all in danger..."

"Let me tell you, do you think that cultivating demons is more suitable for us?" A voice interrupted everyone's discussion, Feng Jue turned his gaze away, and saw a middle-aged monk not far away with a red face and said, "These few days Higa's meridians seem to be a little tougher than before, and they seem to be more friendly to demonic energy..."

"Are you kidding me? Cultivating demons will be completely tolerated by the cultivation world!"

"The situation in the devil world is like this, we still have to think carefully..."

"Everyone, you can't say that." The monk interrupted everyone and said, "How many people who can wander around the edge of this demon world still have hope in the cultivation world? Don't you all want to change places to develop a great career?! This demon is now Don't look at the internal chaos, but once you form a faction...it's hard to say who will win in the end."

"But……"

"Isn't the leader of Fenxiang Valley who is facing the Cold Poison Sect tit-for-tat, the demon cultivator? He can do the thing of killing a master and go to the demon world to cultivate demons! Why can't we try it! At that time, we can have whatever we want!"

Before the monk could say anything, he was thrown onto the low table beside him by a strong force. Feng Jue stood up and looked at the angry monk and said coldly, "You are worthy?"

"you!"

"Besides, who told you that he killed his master." Feng Jue's face was frosty, with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, "Because of some petty gains, you abandoned the last bottom line of being a monk. You forgot that you were forced to drink medicine these days and be punished." Do you feel like being a human being with your tail curled up?"

"What ground do you have to criticize me!" The monk was furious, pulled out the sword from his waist and stabbed at Feng Jue, "What are you pretending to be noble! What I hate the most in the world of comprehension is the hypocrisy of you all dressed like beasts! Relying on the kung fu of a three-legged cat, he dares to stir up trouble and point fingers!"

Feng Jue tilted his head slightly, and the sword edge brushed Feng Jue's cheek straight past, stretched out two fingers to clamp the sword edge, Feng Jue tilted his head and smiled softly, "A beast in clothes? Three-legged cat kung fu?"

With a slight force on the fingers, the sword edge could no longer move a little bit.

"How do the demons treat the cultivators? Are you blind these days? Can't you see the plight of those female cultivators?" Feng Jue gritted his teeth and said, "Could it be that one day you will be dragged out to feed the dogs or be put on fire?" On the grill, can you still laugh and scold the demons for doing a good job and deserve death in the cultivation world?"

"I..." The monk stared at Feng Jue bitterly.

"You can't wait to hide away when the female cultivator comes over, just because she is covered in filth and unkempt, and you are afraid of getting your clothes dirty!" Feng Jue's subordinates exerted a little force, and let out a sneer, "Who is the real beast in clothes? And, who is it?" Is it the three-legged cat kung fu?"

Following Feng Jue's words, the blade of the sword was directly severed by Feng Jue's fingers.Looking at the half of the blade that fell to the ground, the figure of the cultivator holding the saber swayed, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

The other monks were also stunned at the moment, Feng Jue turned his head to look at the monk holding the broken sword, opened the curtain and went out with a cold face.

Finding a remote corner, Feng Jue took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom with his right hand trembling slightly, poured a pill from it and swallowed it into his mouth, then Feng Jue took a slow breath.

Really... so tired.

Feng Jue stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, relaxing the nerves that had been tense these days a little bit, I don't know Mr. System...how is it now?

In the past, I didn't feel that no matter whether the system was attached to the sea of ​​consciousness at the beginning or finally turned into a human form to follow Feng Jue, Feng Jue felt that he was not alone from the beginning to the end.

But now, after just a few days, Feng Jue is not used to it.

Habits are really scary things.

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Demon Realm

Fenxiang Valley

A spacious and magnificent palace was built inside Fenxiang Valley, but at this moment, apart from the occasional sound of wind blowing leaves outside the palace, there was not a single sound of movement in the palace.

The windows of the entire palace were covered by heavy curtains, and even at noon the room was still dimly lit.And in the innermost bedroom of the palace, a handsome young man was lying on a carved wooden bed covered with crimson brocade silk.

The man was wearing a black brocade robe with exquisite red patterns embroidered on the cuffs of the skirt and cuffs. A pair of hands with slender joints were securely folded on his abdomen.The young man was sleeping, but the slight wrinkles between his brows clearly showed that he didn't sleep very well.

Opening his eyes suddenly, the young man supported the bed and sat up in shock, gasping for breath, but his pupils were ruby-like in color.Stretching out his hand to cover his forehead, it took a long time for the young man to gradually calm down the somewhat chaotic heartbeat.

Looking up and looking aside, the young man stood up and straightened his clothes before he opened the door and left the bedroom.

Walking into a house with the same gorgeous construction, the young man picked up a brush beside him as if he wanted to write something on the rice paper in front of him, but his wrist was hanging in the air for a long time but he couldn't let it fall.

The black hair between the temples hangs down on the plain white paper, and the young man finally writes down the word "Jue".

As the last stroke fell, the young man straightened up and looked at the words on the paper and let out a long sigh of relief.

At this moment, there was a sound of low footsteps outside the house, and the young man turned his head to look outside the house and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

The thick wooden door was pushed open, and the young man looked at the person and raised his eyebrows and said, "Which gust of wind brought you here? Are you afraid of being discovered by Wu Bo when you run to the boundary of the deity?"

"Oh, I'm afraid he doesn't have the heart to care about XX right now." The visitor said with a hoarse voice, stepped forward to look at the rice paper on the table and said with a chuckle, "The writing is really good, can your lord give it to XX?"

"This doesn't work." The young man put away the paper on the table and said calmly, "You can do anything else."

"Your Majesty still looks like he refuses people thousands of miles away. Anyway, I haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Zhuang Yan, I didn't listen to your nonsense." The young man raised his head and said calmly, "What happened to the Cold Poison Sect?"

The visitor brushed his long hair on his shoulders and smiled, this person was Zhuang Yan who brought Feng Jue into the Demon Realm not long ago.

Zhuang Yan looked at the young man and said with a smile, "The Cold Poison Sect is over now, and I am completely tired of it."

"What happened?" The young man raised his eyelids and said calmly, "Wu Bo killed someone again? Which relative is he this time?"

"Your Majesty did it on purpose, right? Wu Bo doesn't have any close relatives now." Zhuang Yan sat on the wooden chair beside him and said with a smile, "Didn't Your Majesty know the last one with your own hands?"

Hearing this, the young man snorted and turned his head to the side, Zhuang Yan lowered his eyes and continued, "Wu Bo is known to be lustful, but just a few days ago, he seemed to get very close to a female cultivator of unknown origin... No, no When someone monitors a certain person, a certain person will come over.”

"A female cultivator of unknown origin?" The young man laughed lightly, "It's interesting, have you found out who it is?"

"It seems to be an inner disciple of Gu Yuemen, and Fu Xueyi, who is quite famous in the cultivation world, is her senior sister." Zhuang Yan seemed to think of something and raised his lips and said, "By the way, there is another interesting thing, that female cultivator It seems to be approaching Wu Bo intentionally, although the purpose is unknown, but she is not from Wu Bo."

"What else?" The young man slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "Since the other party is not from Wu Bo, then he should take good care of him."

"So, no matter what she does now, she just watches but doesn't talk about it." Zhuang Yan propped his chin and smiled, "She is very useful and smart. The thing that Wu Bo doesn't say to XX is probably because of being hooked by a beauty. Ken said it."

"Difficult to become a master."

"Your Majesty doesn't understand, it's called involuntary emotion." Zhuang Yan said with a half-joking smile, "If Your Majesty likes someone, and if the other person asks you to do something, Your Majesty, will you do it or not?"

The hand that was packing up the pen and ink paused, and the young man snorted and said, "How is that possible."

"That's right, I think the one who can catch your eye... I'm afraid he hasn't been born yet." Zhuang Yan stood up and said lazily, "Then I'll go first. That female cultivator was controlled by the restraint on her wrist, but she didn't know Why does that restriction seem to be broken."

"I'm afraid someone else is helping that female cultivator." The young man raised his eyelids, "If we can catch the person behind the scenes, we can try to win them over."

"What if the other party refuses?" Zhuang Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Keep it?"

"Fat water does not flow into outsiders' fields."

Zhuang Yan smiled and nodded, then waved his hands and left the place.

After he left, the young man swung his sleeves and closed the door, looking down at the rice paper on the table in front of him, the young man slowly stretched out his right hand to stroke the wet ink marks on the paper.

"Feng Jue..."

The corner of his mouth curved slightly, the young man shook his head and muttered, "Why did I dream that you came to the Demon Realm..."

"Sure enough, it's all a dream..."

The young man originally wanted to straighten up and stand upright, but for some reason, his eyes seemed to shake for a moment, but he couldn't stand upright after straightening up.After finally supporting the table and standing still, the young man looked at a buckle in his palm and frowned slightly, "What is this?"

The shape of the buckle is very simple and simple, but the young man stared at the buckle for a long time before he looked away and smiled wryly, "When did I actually take his belongings..."

Slowly putting the buckle in his arms, the young man shook his head and then pushed open the door and walked out, but the rice paper on the table... was finally blown to the ground gently by the wind.

☆, unspeakable

Feng Jue is a little tangled at this time, yes, tangled.

Suxuan met Feng Jue secretly yesterday and told him one thing. Since hearing about this, Feng Jue has been in a deep entanglement, so much so that he almost didn't spit out the poisonous soup at night.

Holding his forehead, Feng Jue started to struggle again with a jade slip in his hand.

He held the news in his hand, but whether to hand it over to Qi Guichen made Feng Jue feel difficult, if he did, Feng Jue was worried about revealing his whereabouts, what if Qi Guichen found out that he would just silence him without saying a word?But he is not very happy to say no to Feng Jue, just like holding a piece of meat pie in his hand but having to hold back and not be able to eat it right away.

"What sin did you do..."

Sighing, Feng Jue straightened up and planned to go back to the tent. These days, he also collected all kinds of information about the Cold Poison Sect, and now he is waiting for the system master to come to discuss the next step.

Stretching out his hand and rubbing his eyes, Feng Jue was about to walk back but suddenly rolled aside violently.Feng Jue has always attached great importance to his appearance, but this roll just about saved his life.

Standing up and looking at the several inch deep cracks on the ground beside him, Feng Jue raised his head to look at the person coming, his right hand was holding 'Luan Hong'.

The visitor's long hair fluttered like a ghost in the night behind him, and a smile appeared on his pale face after seeing Feng Jue.

"I didn't expect it to be you."

"Zhuang Yan." Feng Jue knew that he might not be kind this time, looking at the silver whip in Zhuang Yan's hand, he narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "What advice do you have?"

"Your Excellency's methods are really clever. If it weren't for that female cultivator, you might have been kept in the dark by Your Excellency." Zhuang Yan tapped his palm with a soft whip and said with a smile, "Your Excellency really has good eyesight. different."

"Then, what do you think?" Feng Jue knew that his actions might have exposed him, and seeing Zhuang Yan, he was already thinking about the worst in his heart, and the 'Zhanyue' sword held a sword flower in the air steadily. across the chest.

Zhuang Yan looked at Feng Jue, who was full of vigilance, pursed his lips, flicked the long whip and made a sound of piercing the air, and then slammed towards Feng Jue.I have to say that Feng Jue practiced hard in the past few years, and didn't learn anything that should be learned.

The two fought for several rounds, but there was no winner, so Zhuang Yan put away his smile slightly and sighed, "It's interesting."

Feng Jue's hand holding the sword was tight, sweat was covered in a layer of sweat on his temples.Zhuang Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Jue, before smiling softly after a while, "A sick child is a sick child, what's the use of you being able to block the attack now?"

Feng Jue bit his lower lip and didn't speak.

"You seem to have the intention to deal with the Cold Poison Sect." Zhuang Yan looked at Feng Jue and tilted his head, "You are quite courageous."

"But I was found out that my skills are inferior to others." Feng Jue sneered, "Stop talking nonsense, let's do it."

Hearing this, Zhuang Yan shook his head, turned to look at Feng Jue with a smile and asked, "Are you interested in cooperating?"

"Cooperation?" Feng Jue suspected that he had heard wrong, and frowned at Zhuang Yan, "What do you mean?"

"Someone means that we can consider joining forces to deal with the Cold Poison Sect."

Feng Jue thinks that if it's not that his ears are broken, Zhuang Yan is going crazy. What does it mean to join forces to deal with the Cold Poison Sect?Could it be that this guy actually wants to swallow the Cold Poison Gate?Compared with Zhuang Yan, Feng Jue thinks it is better for Wu Bo to control the Cold Poison Sect, which is also more beneficial to Qi Guichen's forces.

"A certain one has no ambitions, and is not interested in this kind of supreme position." Zhuang Yan looked at Feng Jue's disbelieving face and chuckled, "Since he wants to cooperate with you, he must show some sincerity."

Zhuang Yan put away his long whip, put his hands into his sleeves and looked at Feng Jue with a relaxed look, "Do you know about Fenxiang Valley?"

"...Understood." Feng Jue nodded.

"The one who devoted himself to Fenxiang Valley is just passing the time in the Cold Poison Sect. Since your Excellency wants to bring down the Cold Poison Sect, you might as well consider joining forces with...or Fenxiang Valley."

"...Are you from Qi Guichen's side?" Feng Jue was slightly surprised and said, "Impossible, as you said before, the Demon Realm will not fall into the hands of an outsider."

Zhuang Yan's eyes darkened, and it took a while before he said leisurely, "But compared to outsiders, this Cold Poison Sect is a disappointment to someone, and the Devil Realm is a place where strength speaks."

Feng Jue paused when he heard the words, and his brows frowned slightly.

On the opposite side, Zhuang Yan looked at Feng Jue thoughtfully, and after a while he opened his mouth to test, "Just now, you said Qi Guichen..." Squinting his eyes to look at the young man in front of him, Zhuang Yan seemed to be Thinking of something, he curled his lips and smiled, "On our side, we all call him the lord."

Feng Jue was taken aback for a moment, and said something bad in his heart.

Sure enough, Zhuang Yan then asked, "Do you know Your Majesty? Who are you?"

This was a very simple question, but for some reason Feng Jue remembered the last sentence that Qi Guichen looked at him in the lobby of Qingyun Station that day.

'Brother, this is the last time I call you that. '

The body swayed slightly, Feng Jue looked up at Zhuang Yan and smiled slightly, "I don't know him, it's just that I didn't know him before.