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

Seven kills will never disappoint Shu Yao.

Especially in the matter of defrauding him, as always, he spared no effort and put in all his strength.

The devil's breath is cold, and the Northland where Moxiu lives is covered with ice and snow all the year round, making Shu Yao's body cold.

Unlike in the past when people with profound cultivation were suppressed, the extremely cold places can also be jumped like flowers blooming in spring. Shu Yao holding a teacup is better than warming his hands without a place.

It was rare for him to sincerely confess his heart: "I said that I don't have any news about the secret realm of Ziwei. I'm afraid you don't believe it too much. Unfortunately, I really don't. I will make an oath to Tiandao."

The Crape Myrtle Secret Realm doesn't care about the age of the entrants. Poor little monks who have refined their Qi into their bodies can enter, as well as powerful Mahayana realms that can overwhelm mountains and seas.

Different levels of difficulty correspond to different realms.

The secret realm is divided into twelve formations, and as long as you pass through a formation, you can get a gift from the Dao of Heaven in a certain aspect.

And those who have broken through the twelve formations in the Mahayana state are rumored to be able to become immortals immediately, transcend tribulations and ascend.

There has been no one in the world who ascended through the transitional catastrophe for more than a thousand years.

No wonder the Seven Killers chose this news to spread. ,

I'm afraid Wei Heng would be jealous if he heard it.

Wei Heng said: "No need."

Shu Yao held the teacup as a temporary small hand stove, looked at him inexplicably, and couldn't believe that this Daoist was really a noble person as the rumors said, without any personal selfishness.

It was probably because his puzzlement was shining brightly in his eyes, Wei Heng glanced at him, and explained in a soft voice: "You are seriously injured, and you have to swear your heart and blood, there is no root cause of injury."

It turned out that Wei Heng was afraid that he would not have time to finish his painstaking oath, so he fell on the bed and went to see the King of Hades.

Shu Yao took a deep look at Wei Heng, with complicated meanings.

His heart is more complicated.

Those prejudices accumulated over time towards Wei Heng, like old and dilapidated walls, were shaken and creaked just in time for the hurricane of the season.

First, he went all the way to Kunyi Mountain to move him back to the Xuanmiao Peak of Xuanshan, and then he cared about his body. Not only did he not ask about the Ziwei Secret Realm, he didn't even let him make an oath.

From this point of view, he had misunderstood earlier.Wei Heng can indeed be regarded as a good person with a bright future.

Rang Xuetian, who is as famous as him, happens to be two extremes, one positive and the other negative.

The sight of Wei Heng's handsome face is like the first green pines and cypresses on the top of the mountain facing the sunrise in the morning mist.Bringing the room he lives in to shine together, adding more meaning of being noble and out of dust for no reason.

Facing his face, Shu Yao couldn't restrain a bit of pity from his heart, and sighed: "The world is dangerous, Daoist must be careful."

"Although the person I met today is a good person, I won't lie to you with lies, but it's hard to guarantee that there will be someone who speaks eloquently and has a vicious heart."

Wei Heng listened to his earnest reassurance that it was false, and his boasting in disguise was true, pressed his fingers on his forehead calmly, and continued the topic calmly, so as not to let it go astray in Shu Yao's mouth:

"This rumor has been rumored since Ren Xuetian was alive, and it has become more and more serious since the hands of the Seven Killers. Why did they choose you?"

If it was only from the Seven Killing Envoys, it would be easier to say.

Even though Wei Heng lived in the immortal way for a long time and ignored worldly affairs, he still heard the news of the incompatibility between the two envoys of the Seven Killers and Greedy Wolf.

But it happened to come from Rang Xuetian who believed in Shu Yao.He has the time to spread rumors, so he can pour dirty water on the Seven Killers who he is far more afraid of.

Shu Yao sighed and said, "It may be because of my carelessness in making friends and making bad friends by mistake."

"Has Taoist priest ever heard of Wan Chuan and this person?"

Wan Chuan and Yi Yi seem to be familiar.

Wei Heng remembered the identity of this person.

In the 32 domains of Mo Dao, a magic cultivator who has recently broken through the Mahayana and took over the position of the No. 30 second domain master.

The only unique thing about this person is that he has neither incomparable cultivation nor stunning appearance, but he is the only one who can see the eyes of the greedy wolf.

The ins and outs of this story are very simple. There is no such thing as a friend who has spilled blood and blood to turn against each other, and there is no wrong payment of trust.

Some are just revealed in a few short sentences, and the bad luck of bad luck is funny:

"Wan Chuan and he broke through to the Mahayana in the Ziwei secret realm. There was a big chance in the first place. The Tiansha Moxiu, whose name I forgot, made a few inferences, so that Xue Tian and the others believed that Wan Chuan and the Ziwei were found. The opportunity of the secret realm, and share it with me."

Shu Yao spread his hands blankly: "That goddamn man made up a good story. If I hadn't known myself, Wan Chuan and the unlucky ones hadn't contacted me since entering the secret realm. I almost believed his evil."

Wei Heng didn't say a word, just raised his eyes and looked at him.

His eyes are not like Shu Yao's, they are born with the energy of peach blossoms falling into water, which makes people confused and confused.But it is too clear, as if you can see through and see the running track of everything in the world.

At a glance, there is nothing to hide.

Shu Yao thought he had a clear conscience for what he said, and met Wei Heng's eyes frankly.

After a while, Wei Heng said, "Why don't you justify yourself?"

Like today, making an oath of heart and soul is very straightforward.

Immortals and demons both live under the way of heaven, and their words and deeds have their own records of the way of heaven. If the vows made with painstaking efforts are false, I am afraid that they will be the first to blew up and died.

Shu Yao leaned back and laughed. Between raising his eyebrows and raising his eyebrows, the madness of the old wolf master who made his teeth itch and couldn't move his eyes was clearly showing his teeth and claws on his face.

This is more useful and eye-catching than any extravagant clothes. It temporarily suppressed his pale and weak morbidity, and he was as beautiful as a dancing flame: "Of course it's because I want to fight."

Shu Yao held a wild smile on his lips, and slowly his voice was filled with the style of a gamer: "Let Xuetian release a fake news, all directions will come to find me, and those who want to fight with me can go around the magic palace Several laps. How can there be such a good thing on weekdays?"

It sounds like a lunatic moxiu who can risk his life anytime and anywhere to fight.

Started talking nonsense again.

Wei Heng thought helplessly.

Do you pretend that you never talk in your sleep?

The Greedy Wolf Envoy who was dragged by him from Kunyi Mountain to Xuanmiao Peak was in critical condition on the first night, with high fever, and started talking nonsense while holding onto Wei Heng's hand.

Wei Heng heard it all, it was just a few words of "garbage game" and "destroy my youth" repeated over and over again, which made people puzzled, and he could only tentatively think that the situation might be a bit dangerous for Tanlangshi, and his brain was burnt out You're talking nonsense.

When he was about to stuff Shuyao with a pill, he suddenly saw Shuyao's black eyelashes trembling a few times, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, very stingy and unwilling to reveal the dew that could not be hidden on the tips of the petals.

Wei Heng is a beautiful woman who can be taken lightly, and there is no such thing as a beautiful woman shedding tears, pity, and a soft heart.

He just flitted a thought indifferently: It is said that this greedy wolf envoy is high-minded and has a good face, it's best not to let him know about this to vent his anger, and chase and kill Xuanshan's family with a sword.

Not waiting for this thought to dissipate like a cloud, Shu Yao moved his lips and murmured twice: "Wan Chuanhe."

The shadow of the candle flickered, casting a piece of soft red between the plain gauze cloak, and the name that lingered on his lips seemed to be infinitely charming.

Wei Heng tried to break free from Shu Yao's hand.

This is a private matter, so I'm too embarrassed to eavesdrop.

Immediately, this charm was broken by Shu Yao himself, and he could only hear him scolding angrily, hating iron for being weak: "If you want to run faster, go directly to the Ziwei Secret Realm to break the Mahayana, can't you just slip away? What's wrong with mother-in-law and mother-in-law?"

He scolded with complacency: "One let Xuetian and one seven kills make you so at a loss? My cold voice and silent shadow haven't rusted yet. If they dare to do it, I want to burn their bald heads first."

Wei Heng no longer tried to break Shu Yao's hand.

After all, slandering the boss doesn't seem to be a private matter too important to be eavesdropped on.

The fluttering butterfly couldn't hide the secret dew in the stamens, and wet a small piece of pillow, Shu Yao's thunderous aura gradually disappeared in the choked voice: "Qisha, Rang Xuetian, Mo Dao, I have disliked them for a long time. "

"Can you run faster?"

Isn't it shameful to admit that a worried friend is protecting a friend?

Wei Heng was puzzled.

He found that he couldn't quite understand the thoughts of the evil wolf envoy.

One moment he was obediently holding the teacup and saying that he was a good person; the next moment he was afraid that his laughter would not be wild enough, or that there was not enough trouble on his head, and he took over the hat of whoever wears who is unlucky.

So Wei Heng didn't respond, took out the teacup in Shu Yao's hand, and poured him another bowl of hot tea: "The tea is cold."

Hand warmers are a little out of place.

Dao Zun is not only a good person, but also a little caring.

Shu Yao once again refreshed his understanding of Wei Heng.

The warm air flowed from the palm to all parts of the body, and the blood in the meridians became active, and his good person card was issued as if he didn't need money.

Just when Wei Heng felt that he had finished asking what he needed to ask, and was about to take his leave and let Shu Yao rest alone, a messenger talisman floated leisurely outside the room.

Wei Heng took it, and at the same time that the communication talisman burned to ashes, Gujing Wubo's voice came from it: "The envoy of the Seven Killers of the Devil's Dao came to the door, saying that you and Tanlang used to haunt Kunyi Mountain, and came here to ask Tanlang Make whereabouts."

Not a single word was left behind, and it was transmitted to Shu Yao's ears.

He looked at the teacup in his hand, and at the cold silent figure beside the bed, thinking about which one he should use to smash Qi Sha's head, and whether he could kill him with one blow.

In the end, Shu Yao regretted coming to an impossible conclusion.

The combat power of the seven kills was not inferior to him. Even when he was in his prime, it was still a [-]-[-] situation where it was still unknown who would win the battle.

What's more, now that Shu Yao can almost be equated with a useless person, I'm afraid it's not enough for the seven kills to press a little finger.

It can be described as an extremely dangerous situation.

The only thing that can break the game——Shu Yao lowered his eyes, reluctantly admitting that maybe he can only rely on Wei Heng.

He can bend and stretch, and in an instant, he changed from a demonic greedy wolf envoy holding a teacup, in an instant, to a charmingly weak and pitiful one.

The kind of pitiful little girl whose soul can fly away to the sky as soon as the voice is heavy.

Shu Yao exhausted his 12 hearts, and said emotionally: "Dao Zun, do you think there is a shortage of manpower on Xuanmiao Peak here? I can help feed the geese, grow vegetables, grow flowers and water, and I can also accompany you to compare swords, talk about Taoism and gossip That kind of chatter."