Daozun and I turned the enemy into gay[Jian San]

Shu Yao said, "Okay."

He leaned against the doorpost, a cold light flashed quickly in his half-drowned eyes, his expression was still lazy and boneless:

"The death of the head of the Big Dipper Sect was always caused by me. I have to settle this account with Seven Kills."

Those who didn't know heard it and thought that he was so capable now that he could kill all directions, he could punch seven kills and kick to break the army.

Wei Heng frowned slightly, disapproving: "You were just implicated, the death of the head of Beidou Sect cannot be blamed on you."

Furthermore: "Besides, you have not recovered from your serious injury, but you have already hurt your vitality by forcefully attacking yesterday—"

If it goes on like this again and again, I'm afraid it will damage the longevity.

But Shu Yao looked up nonchalantly as if he didn't understand what he meant, "What's the big deal?"

He closed his eyes and began to blow: "I remember that I and I never stopped fighting with people. If we couldn't hold on, we just found a clean place to sleep for two days. When we opened our eyes, we fought again. It was a life-and-death struggle."

Wei Heng suddenly remembered that it only took 300 years for Shu Yao to go from a penniless boy to killing Rang Xuetian with his sword.

For most great practitioners, a person who is three hundred years old is just a teenager.

But Shu Yao has reached an equal status with them.

Represents astonishing talent—

It also represents amazing tribulations and life and death struggles.

According to Shu Yao's manner of speaking, Wei Heng didn't think he would begrudge his life, but would rather take a step back to protect his life.

During the past few days with Wei Heng, in Shu Yao's opinion, Wei Heng is easy to talk, but his emotional indifference is really indifferent.

Seeing his rare expression getting more and more worried, Shu Yao was curious and thought of teasing him a little bit.

He raised his long black eyelashes, and even bent the corners of his eyes together, and said with a smile: "Oh, Dao Zun is like this, it's hard for me to pretend that I don't know that there is a soul of Dao Zun on the pearl."

There is a curved arc in the corner of his eyes, sweet, the waves in his eyes are like rum, very touching.

Rumor has it that Tanlang makes a beautiful face and kills like hemp.

Regardless of killing people like numbness, the first half is actually answered.

It seems that sometimes rumors may not be without credibility.

Wei Heng felt a little embarrassed.

The embarrassment is very light, like a thin thread on the whole brocade.

But it really exists, obliquely destroying the entire smooth mirror-like brocade, and drawing a line of folds on the satin.

His voice faltered a bit: "I thought that Qi Sha would regard you as a thorn in his side, and it would be difficult to let him go easily. To be on the safe side, he put a soul splitter on the Pearl."

Still old problem.

When giving Mingzhu, Shu Yao spoke too fast and didn't give him a chance to explain.

He insisted that Jiyue's thought of Wei Heng thinking about him for his own sake made it so charming that it couldn't be put on the stage.

Even Wei Heng felt something was wrong when he spoke.

It seemed as if he said it with some kind of shady thoughts.

After Shu Yao was presumptuous, he immediately regretted that he had spoken too ambiguously.

If someone like Wei Heng, who is reserved and conservative, gets the news that he knows that he has been secretly in love with him for a long time, it will definitely not feel good.

At the least, they deny the three consecutive times, and at the worst, they become angry from embarrassment.

Shu Yao hoped to stay on Xuanshan Mountain for two more days, but he was not very happy with any outcome.

So he calmly changed the topic, pretending nothing happened: "Seven Kills has been in the Gu Sha lineage for a hundred years, no wonder he behaved like this."

For the second time today, Wei Heng's expression moved slightly, and his long eyebrows were raised like ink.

No wonder he was surprised.

Ever since Wei Heng suppressed the Demon Dao with a single sword, most of the Demon Cultivators switched to Heavenly Punishment because of the concern that his subordinates would shine on the sun and the moon.

It was replaced by the rise of the Tianxing lineage.

Let Xue Tian and his subordinates kill the three wolf envoys, all belong to the lineage of Tian Xing.

Shu Yao snorted with the tip of his nose: "What's so surprising. Originally, one of the magic cultivators is the kung fu method of Tumoxiu. All the qi of the world, no matter whether it is pure or mixed, can be transformed into the devil's breath in the body. If you are eager for quick success, Draw a quick word."

"Heavenly Punishment One must stick to one's heart, not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, and do things that harm the peace of heaven. Except for the different cultivation methods, it is almost the same as Taoist cultivation. In the devil's way, he is ridiculed as a demon monk. If it is not for the Daoist Forced by the situation, how many demon cultivators are willing to practice Tian Xing? Gusha has no scruples, does not pay attention to the cause and effect of the heart, and is naturally loved by the demon cultivators."

"All the demon cultivators went to practice Heavenly Punishment because they thought they were wise enough to protect themselves, but in fact, far more people secretly turned to Gu Sha than Dao Zun imagined."

But the magic cultivator of Gusha's lineage will not live until the end of his life.

Wei Heng swallowed the words in his mouth, and understood why Shu Yao always had the attitude of being drunk now.

When he helped Shu Yao back to his room yesterday, the words he said to himself rang clearly in Wei Heng's ears again:

"Half of my life, I cherish my life half the time, and I work hard for a year, all in order to live a better life."

"Regardless of other things, be happy as you like, this is enough, worthy of my life."

For the first time, Wei Heng understood Shu Yao a little bit.

This is how the sword points to make Xuetian, how to go to the stage of discussion, and how to kill witnesses to kill.

Now clamoring to ask Qisha for an explanation.

It's not being willful and impulsive, not short-sighted, but living in this world with all the pride in the way he wants, so that he can't live in the world.

It is best to win, and it is not regrettable to die like this if you lose.

Shu Yao was still in the red dress he was accustomed to love, with red clothes, black hair, and fair skin.

Under the pillars of the Beidou sect that left traces of wind and frost erosion, under the stretching rows of black eaves tiles, and under the ancient pines on the green mountains farther away, a fire was lit, and it burned brightly.

Very beautiful, Wei Heng thought.

Born from the heart, she is gorgeous and fierce, but also has a gentle and upright heart hidden inside.

How can it be stuck?

Qisha can't be trapped, Xuetian can't be trapped, even Mo Dao can't...

The same can't be stuck.

Wei Heng really wanted to put his hands on Shu Yao's shoulders like he supported Shu Yao yesterday.

If you take the Moxiu who died on the Riyue Zhaobi as an example, there are few people in the world who know Moxiu better than Wei Heng.

So he knew how difficult it was for Shu Yao to walk step by step from Hanwei to become today's envoy of greedy wolf, and today's master of Heaven's Punishment Vein, and how tough it required.

"I found out that Qisha entered Gusha a hundred years ago. After persuading him several times to no avail, I told Xue Tian to listen, and Xuetian indulged Qisha for another hundred years."

Ren Xuetian's bones were thoroughly cooled, and the smile in the corners of Shu Yao's eyes didn't change a little because of these bad things, and he was still warm and pleasant: "So I just killed Ren Xuetian, and see how he indulges the seven kills."

In the end, Shu Yao summed up with a sentence of panacea: "After all, I am a good person."

Wei Heng said: "I know."

The heartstring seemed to be touched by someone casually raising his hand, Shu Yao looked at Wei Heng in astonishment.

Wei Heng added: "I generally know about what you have done in the Demonic Dao in recent decades."

Knowing that although Shu Yao acted arrogantly, although the rumors were spread outrageously, it was not too much in essence.

Shu Yao was even more astonished.

I thought I couldn't see it.

Judging by your indifferent appearance on the surface, I didn't expect you to be a person who would check every detail of your crush's actions.

Thanks to his kindness.

If it's a girl with a thinner skin, let alone a married couple, I'm afraid it would be trivial to break up with each other.

Tsk, it's true that people can't be judged by appearances.

After Wei Heng finished speaking, he also felt guilty.

Of course he wasn't bored to pick up other people's privacy.

It is also under the reason of enough aboveboard and enough weight, and weighed and acted again and again.

However, the greedy wolf envoy has all his heart for him, and I'm afraid he will inevitably misunderstand...

Indeed he slipped.

I can only wait for the right time in the future, and tell the envoy Tanlang that I am not in the mood for love, so that he does not have to delay on this road.

Exactly the same silence, each with their own ghostly thoughts.

Shu Yao coughed twice, trying to cover up her embarrassment: "What did you just say?"

Wei Heng was kind-hearted: "It's about going to ask the Seven Killers for an explanation on the devil seed."

The big white goose on Xuanshan Mountain never waited for its owner to feed it a handful of dried fish.

However, two ordinary young people ushered in the Demon Realm.