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

Jiang Yunya, who was guarding one side thousands of miles away, received the Mahayana sound transmission from all directions at almost the same time, and it exploded in his mind.

They all asked him if he had a way to eradicate the demon seeds.

Jiang Yunya held down his head, which had been turned upside down by the sound transmission.

I don't know if it's because too many sound transmissions have turned Jiang Yunya's mind upside down, or because the happening of the demon species has impacted him too much.

A master of the six sects like him, a powerhouse standing at the pinnacle of the world, should have nothing worth moving Jiang Yunya.

The spiritual power is divided into dozens of strands, and they are respectively sent to the Mahayanas through sound transmission.

The content of Jiang Yunya's sound transmission is also very simple:

"No solution, kill."

A cloud of blue light burst out from his palm.

The Sect Master of Falling Blue Sky knows all kinds of dharma, and of course he knows more than just medicine and cultivation.

Jiang Yunya seemed to be speaking to the dean who was with him, and he seemed to be speaking to himself: "I had a little awareness of the sword energy of the sun and the moon shining on the wall earlier, so it is not too late for us to take action, otherwise it will probably be for the Taoist priest Grab it."

The dean gave a flat "hmm".

He was the most indifferent person in the whole thing.

The shock of the demon species restlessly invading the entire mortal world may not be as shocking as catching wind and shadows. The so-called "disciple of the Great Controversy Academy secretly fell in love with the Seven Killing Envoys" shocked the dean more than anything else.

Jiang Yunya seemed to be infected by him, and his expression became calmer and calmer, but the blue light on his palm became more and more bright, "An incident 200 years ago was made by Dao Zun, and the world has already failed him."

He clenched his other hand into a fist, touched his lips and said with a smile: "I fall into the blue sky and I am not rich in heartbreakers. I can't lose again and again."

The dean turned his head, his eyes gloomy.

When Jiang Yunya thought that the dean was going to have a long and impassioned speech with him, he heard the dean asked unexpectedly:

"Playing cards?"

Jiang Yunya was stunned, then slapped his legs and laughed loudly: "Fight, fight, fight! When things here are over, we will fight when we get back!"

The dean said: "When I was young, I read a lot of books and saw a lot of exercises. I also heard many preachings from seniors in the books and in front of people."

He didn't want to wait for him to take over the position of dean of Dazheng Academy, just want to lie paralyzed and play cards all day long, without any ambitions.

It's really embarrassing.

In response to the unforgiving words of the years, the pig was killed one after another.

"I've also thought about what the purpose of hard work is. In today's world, if you ascend to immortality, you probably won't be able to fly. Besides, what can you do after ascending to immortality?"

Jiang Yunya didn't laugh at his slack and passivity.

He just listened to the dean slowly in silence, "I figured it out later."

"I have worked hard to practice poker so that I can play poker well, and so that others can play poker as well as I do."

Jiang Yunya laughed even more wildly, almost crying.

A scholar deserves to be a scholar, even when playing cards, he has to beat around the bush with a series of dignified reasons.

He also wanted to understand.

Why is the dean so indifferent.

Because the dean knew what he wanted and what he wanted to do from the very beginning.

Familiar with the heart, so indifferent.

The head of Xuanshan also slowly drew the sword from the scabbard.

Seeing that his anger has stopped, no one would associate the head of Xuanshan with the unlucky head who is so angry that his beard and eyes are blown from time to time, and he can only rely on the heavenly king Baoxin Dan to maintain his life.

The head of Xuanshan relies on the majesty maintained by Tianwang Baoxindan.

But it never relied on the majesty of Tianwang Baoxindan.

Before Tianwang Baoxindan, before the title of head of Xuanshan, he was first of all a sword cultivator.

All he can rely on is the sword in his hand.

Gu Chibi's whole body was full of inspiration.

It's hard to imagine that in Dazheng Academy, which has always been listed as the most elegant place in Immortal Dao along with Falling Blue Sky, Gu Chibi, who is the chief disciple, is actually an individual cultivator.

Fists and feet can be used as knives, guns and sticks.

When Gu Chibi was not so well-known, she was ridiculed and questioned constantly.

After all, Dazheng Academy's style of writing is at its peak, and you can speak freely, so not many students will care whether she is the dean's personal heir.

And Gu Chibi will seriously respond one by one: "Physical training is simple and direct, convenient and easy to use."

So why not practice physical training?

Could it be that the dean personally taught that academy disciples must be very elegant in fighting?

Gradually, Gu Chibi became more famous among the younger generation, everyone respected her, not many laughed at her——

Those who laughed at her were punched back by Gu Chibi.

Gu Chibi found that hands are always more useful than words.

For example, she is doing the same with Cichangyan now.

Jian Qi confronted Ling Guang, and the pearl that led the long smoke went out to sea to stop Gu Chibi. He was shocked: "What are you going to do???"

"Even if my cultivation base is superb and I'm good-looking, I've made you jealous for a long time, isn't it time for internal strife?"

Gu Chibi rolled his eyes.

The situation was urgent, and it was rare for her not to get entangled with the smoke.

Just pointing out, pointing at the mortals wandering in the street suffering from the demon seed: "The demon seed should be killed."

Then a little Yin Changyan and Huai Shuangjian: "You are my friends."

What Gu Chi wrote was as simple and crude as the Taoism she practiced: "So let me kill."

It not only kills the demon species, but also protects friends.

The best of both worlds.

Cited a long smoke without answering.

The sword energy of the pearl goes out to sea, but the sword energy flows like a pearl, and the water ripples criss-cross the streets and alleys.

Yin Changyan sincerely thanked Gu Chibi: "Thank you for inspiring me."

"..."

Before Gu Chibi could beat the unlucky child, Huai Shuangjian's cold voice came along with the ice all over the floor: "If you have the time to talk nonsense, why don't you just do it directly."

By the way, proving this statement with his own body, he froze Yin Changyan and Gu Chi's pen into two ice sculptures.

Citing Changyan: "???"

Gu Chibi: "..."

What they didn't know was that Abbot Wuchen stopped turning the beads.

He looked in the direction of the palace and murmured, "Is that... vitality?"

******

Wei Heng put his hand on Shu Yao's.

There is an endless stream of spiritual power passing from their overlapping palms.

Shu Yao's body was getting stronger and stronger, gradually reaching the point where Seven Kills could easily show signs of it.

The breath and the vitality come from the same source.

Like spring returning to the earth, all things grow.

It is also like frost in cold autumn, still luxuriant and evergreen.

The essence inherited in one continuous line is the foundation of all things and the source of vitality.

To be able to survive the bloody demon way and achieve the position of Seven Kills envoy all the way, of course Seven Kills' ability to adapt to changes is not bad.

Even though it was hard for him to believe that Tanlang really did not know when, he went to change his face and became a doctor.

However, the facts were in front of him, and he couldn't help but not believe it.

Seven kills had no choice but to force himself to believe this.

He began to think quickly.

Tanlang was seriously injured, obviously he didn't have enough spiritual power to support his current behavior.

Then Dao Zun's actions are also easy to explain.

His eyes were full of fiery meaning.

Although Dao Zun has suppressed the Demonic Dao with one sword for 300 years, no one in the world refuses to accept No. [-] in the world.

Ultimately he is also a human being.

When Wei Heng was distracted and had no time to pay attention to him, with his own cultivation, he might not be able to turn the situation around.

Qisha seems to know the voice of his master in the sword fight, but he mumbles in the sheath and does not listen.

With a sound of "wow", the fan cut through the air, and the sound of shaking the fan abruptly pulled Qi Sha back.

The woman who claimed to be Tanlang's childhood sweetheart took two steps closer.

She was completely different from the image of the woman who buried her head in Shu Yao's arms before, beautiful as she was beautiful, but her face was blurred.

There is a smile in the woman's eyes, like a cloud of romance, there is no need to deliberately talk and do more, she will naturally be unrestrained and unrestrained, jumping out of things.

and many more…

Qisha's gaze stayed on the fan.

fan? ? ?

A little familiar.

Po Jun said: "How should I put it, brother, I can actually understand your shock. After all, Shu Yao, we all know the basics, who doesn't know his two brushes, he insists on being a doctor , I am also very afraid that in the end, if he fails to save people, he will slaughter a whole country."

The veins on Shu Yao's forehead twitched twice.

However, saving people is the most important thing, he can only operate the Yunshang Heart Sutra in his body to the extreme without saying a word.

Po Jun: "But, it's not up to the two of us whether this works or not, right? Dao Zun thinks he can do it, I don't want to face the sun and the moon, what can I do?"

Qisha froze in place.

The familiar fan, the way of talking non-stop, the fleeting Po Junxing...

Seven kills had a terrible conjecture in his heart.

However, this conjecture is too scary.

Rao is used to seeing strong winds and waves, killing 10 heads with a knife in his hand, so he was not sure for a while.

Even lost the ability to speak.

Po Jun didn't care what he was thinking, and continued in one breath: "Hey brother, I know you have guessed my identity. Actually, one is that I am too embarrassed to say it, and the other is our 200-year-old brother, shameless Although it is torn apart, the former friendship is still there. As a person, I am nostalgic, and I can't bear to scare you."

He spread his hands and sighed helplessly: "But I really can't help it. Look at the critical moment, I can't just watch you draw your sword and slash at Shu Yao, can you?"

Seven kills jumped up.

His voice pierced through the majestic dome of the palace along with his movements: "Pojun!!!???"

The shout was so shocking that even the emperor, who had been wandering in the same place, couldn't help wondering for a while.

He wondered: "Although the name Po Jun is indeed a bit too masculine, it doesn't suit a beautiful woman, this, this... this brother of the Demon Dao, why is he so excited?"

The general bowed his head in shame: "The minister is wrong."

The emperor asked casually: "What's wrong with Aiqing?"

The general sighed heavily and long, regretting his mistakes: "I shouldn't have doubted the immortal master."

He recounted his crimes: "I shouldn't suspect that the immortal masters are not as reliable as the demon cultivators just because they are fond of juggling and performing arts."

"Now it seems that compared to the seemingly calm but sudden eruption of the magic cultivator, the immortal master is at best unconstrained in the world."

The emperor and the general sighed together: "To tell you the truth, Aiqing, I... also had this idea at first."

They looked at each other and saw the tears in each other's eyes.

At this moment, the friendship between the monarch and his ministers has been unprecedentedly consolidated.

Po Jun waved his fan and gave them a deep look: "Maybe I shouldn't interrupt, but I'm also a magician."

Anyway, sooner or later his face will be lost, so Po Jun quickly took off his vest, pointed at Shu Yao and said, "Well, Dao Zun, even the one next to him, the head of the Immortal Dao, is also a demon cultivator."

emperor:"……"

The circle is so messy.

I'm afraid I'm afraid.

Goodbye Qisha looked like a dream, and said in a raving voice: "He really is a greedy wolf."

God knows that during this period of time, while he was hesitating whether Dao Zun's first disciple was a greedy wolf, he let Xue Tian run around, almost balding his hair with worry.

Po Jun said, "Yes, that's right."

Qisha said: "Before I found Tanlang, I sensed a breath of Pojunxing, and it really belonged to you."

Po Jun said, "Yes, that's right."

Qi Sha still fell into a dream, without any real feeling, and said: "You really have a crush on Tanlang."

Po Jun subconsciously said smoothly: "Yes——"

He reacted, wishing he could jump over and cover Qi Sha's mouth: "Brother! Don't talk nonsense!"

"I'm not! There's nothing between me and him!"

Didn't you see Dao Zun looking at you with cold eyes?

Seven kills doesn't care about him, he just feels that everything that cannot be explained is instantly connected.

He said: "No wonder Tanlang said he was the sweetheart of his childhood sweetheart."

With all the causes and consequences in mind, Qisha's expression has an indescribably strange meaning, one side is relieved, and the other side seems to be trying to endure something.

He said: "No wonder you want to turn against your lord and leave the devil's way. It turns out that the devil's way can't tolerate your hobbies."

Seven kills said with difficulty: "But in fact, my lord and I don't care about appearances. If you like this appearance, no one will stop you. Anyway, you are already a military envoy. If you don't accept it, you can kill it at will." Two would be fine."

Po Jun wished he could wake Qisha up and let him hear the sound of water in his head.

Qi Sha didn't know what he was thinking, and was still intoxicated by his own associations: "Oh, no, you have a crush on Tanlang, and you should turn against each other sooner or later."

When he said this, he was a bit vicissitudes, as if he remembered something, and said in disbelief: "Could it be that your reputation for being romantic for a hundred years is a lie—"

Actually just to learn how to dress better as a woman?

Po Jun only felt that Qi Sha said one more word, and Wei Heng's eyes turned cold.

In the end, the whole person was like falling into the winter ice and snow.

He closed his eyes in despair.

The wings of auspicious beasts and birds flying out of the fan covered the sky and the earth, wishing to slap Qi Kill to death first, and then swallow him in one gulp.

It is in line with Po Jun's inner needs today.

Shu Yao didn't care about the fuss of the two of them.

The Yunshang Heart Sutra in his body was running to the extreme.

Shu Yao had a hunch that his sword strike would be enough to melt thousands of miles of ice and snow into the appearance of dead trees rejuvenating and flowers blooming on branches.

So he no longer hesitated.

Shu Yao turned around and raised his hands, his sleeves were like red clouds floating in the clouds, and also like the most brilliant light of a phoenix's tail feathers in the wind of thousands of feet above the clouds.

Nine Heavens Xuanmeng flew out, a stream of light flew across the sky, and nailed to this mortal dragon vein at a speed that was almost hard to find with the naked eye.

Jumping beads and regretting jade.

At that moment, gentle smoky pink clouds accumulated in the sky.

They are misty like clouds and mountains, floating all over the world like the mist that rises in the morning, accompanied by petals falling to the ground.

For mortals touched by the pink glow, the demon seeds in their bodies were forced to turn into wisps of black air and escape in all directions.

Xuan and Peak Master put away their swords.

Behind her was the exclamation of a group of disciples: "Peak Master, are the demon seeds in the mortal body all right?"

"I see they are returning to normal!"

"What kind of method is this? It's like a medical practice, but it's simply unheard of and unseen."

Sure enough, the black energy in the mortal's body disappeared, his complexion turned rosy a little bit, his eyes became brighter, and the dark purple color of his lips also faded away.

They turned their heads and looked, you looked at me, I looked at you, they were all at a loss, and they couldn't figure out how they got here.

The other Mahayanas also loosened their tense heartstrings like Xuan and Peak Master, and put down the magic weapon and long sword one by one.

Jiang Yunya on the cloud, as the suzerain of Falling into the Blue Sky, is recognized by the Immortal Dao as one of the people with the most profound knowledge in medicine, so he inevitably received crazy inquiries from the Mahayana.

Either tactfully, or directly blaming him for knowing that he has a way, so if he didn't say it earlier, they would make a false alarm and scare half of their lives.

Little did he know that Jiang Yunya was even more wronged.

He just wanted to embrace the hospital and howl: "I am the majestic Sect Master, talking about medical attainments..."

Not as good as a magic cultivator? ? ?

Howling, howling, Jiang Yunya didn't howl out Shu Yao's true identity because of the remaining sliver of reason.

With the sun and the moon shining on the wall, there is no way.

The dean kept a straight face, but he could still see a little smile that he couldn't help showing: "How about the Sect Master Falling into the Blue Sky? Don't be complacent, that's the skill of his juniors."

Jiang Yunya: "..."

No!He is a magician!

The kind that once a doctor will explode with magic breath!

He was puzzled.

In the end, he had no choice but to hold his damaged self-esteem, and cried aggrievedly.

Huai Shuangjian, Yin Changyan and Gu Chibi looked at each other across the solid ice.

There was a rioting crowd outside them.

The crowd actually didn't really want to understand how they came here.

But soon something new took their attention.

For example, the two ice sculptures with distorted faces standing on the street cannot conceal their outstanding appearance.

They quickly gathered around, amazed:

"Sin, these two handsome juniors, why were they frozen into ice sculptures and placed here?"

"Isn't it? People who do this are also malicious and evil, and they deserve to die."

"Hey, but it's not a cold winter, so it's hard to make ice sculptures."

People are puzzled.

But their backs felt cold, and they retreated subconsciously.

Then the ice sculpture was shattered into ice chips by Huaishuangjian's sword energy, which splashed all over the ground.

Everyone quickly thought of all the strange phenomena in the capital and the influx of young entertainers.

What else do not understand?

As soon as they clapped their hands, they suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are here to perform!"

"It scares me to death. I really thought who was so black-hearted and had a festival."

Three people: "..."

Fine.

They applauded in unison, and those who were enthusiastic even threw away flowers, jade pendants, silver and copper coins.

Before Yin Changyan and Gu Chibi could recover from the ice sculpture's freezing state, they were smashed all over their bodies.

Citing Changyan and sucking in a breath of cool air.

Gu Chibi was used to body training, so he had the leisure to laugh at him and said: "Look at your delicate and weak appearance, you are really embarrassing to your sword cultivators."

"Although I really want to fight with you and revise the name of our sword." Yin Changyan pondered for a while, "but I think there are more important things to do at this time."

For example, talk about life with the guy who attacked them with a sword and froze them into two ice sculptures.

Huai Shuangjian took out his sword and shattered the ice sculpture, then headed towards the palace.

The two of them tacitly agreed, and started to chase in the direction of Huaishuangjian.

Leaving the common people in admiration:

"You see, the people who can juggle are different!"

"No, there are afterimages running out from behind."

Seven Kills and Po Jun stopped at the same time.

With their spiritual knowledge, it is not difficult to sense what happened just now.

Po Jun said to himself: "I don't believe it. Brother, 200 years, how could Tanlang be a serious medical practitioner?"

Shu Yao came to this scene, even with the support of Wei Heng's spiritual power, his strength was completely overdrawn, half paralyzed in Wei Heng's arms, and said weakly: "Do you want to see my cold voice and silent shadow for you?" After a while, I was willing to cry when I saw the coffin, believe that I am a serious medical practitioner."

Po Jun was still immersed in his own world, and he said to himself: "I was ready for you to slaughter the mortal world, and I took you to run away."

It can be seen that it has become a habit for him to clean up the mess.

Wei Heng hugged Shu Yao so that he could lean on him more comfortably, and he said two words to Po Jun stingily: "No."

It's a pity that the power of the sun and the moon shining on the wall is not enough to make Po Jun and Qisha wake up at this time.

Qi Kill wanted to look at Po Jun sympathetically, but when he touched Po Jun's face, he quickly moved his eyes away as if he had seen something terribly eye-catching and ugly.

Po Jun was very dissatisfied: "Do you think I'm not good-looking?"

What qualifications does Seven Kill have to question his aesthetics?

"..."

It was eerily quiet.

Shu Yao half closed his eyes to rest his mind, and had no time to talk to them.

Wei Heng didn't really want to make any comments on Po Jun's appearance.

The emperor wanted to praise the beauty, but he was worried that Moxiu would be moody, and in the end it was important to save his life, so he closed his mouth like a clam shell.

Qi Sha closed and opened his mouth, opened and closed again, and only after a while did he choke out a few words, full of the unbearable weight of life:

"That's different."

The flower-like beauty, and the flower-like beauty dressed up by the brother who has been with you for 200 years, chatting and talking, and who is the only one who has the favor of a beautiful woman——

It's completely different from the sky to the north, and the difference between cloud and mud is two extremes.

Holding Qisha Chaodou's hand, trembling slightly.

For a moment, Qi Kill really wanted to stab himself once or twice to see if there would be any pain or bleeding——

Maybe it was in a dream?

The most arrogant and domineering Tanlang in the past practiced medicine, not only saving the mortal world, but also leaning against Dao Zun with a weak face.

The most romantic and affectionate Po Jun in the past wore women's clothes, buried his head in Tanlang's arms and chatted with him.

Qisha secretly twisted himself.

It is true, he thought blankly.

Also, how could dreaming be so outrageous as reality?

A series of blows came head-on, and Qi Sha didn't even have the intention to let go of harsh words, he just said: "To save the mortal world, the Taoist priest may at least consume eight or nine out of ten of his spiritual power, and he can't stop me. You alone can break the army. You can’t stop me, so let’s just leave.”

"Breaking the military?"

Gu Chibi happened to step outside the hall. He was surprised at first, but then he was relieved when he saw Seven Kills: "Why, insisting on pointing at Junior Brother Shu and saying that greedy wolves are not enough, are you going to label Junior Sister Jingyue as a military envoy?"

Seven kills: "..."

Shu Yao: "..."

How should I put it, even if it is a hundred years of hatred, it is difficult to stop his sympathy for Qisha at this moment.

Originally, I found that I was once a friend, but now my enemy is unknown, and the other side of the opposite is already very heartbreaking——

Not to mention that what was said clearly was the truth admitted by the person concerned, but it was also labeled as slander.

Maybe the mood is a little broken.

Sympathy doesn't hinder Shu Yao's gloating, and he makes trouble.

With the help of Wei Heng's hand on his waist, he quietly propped up his back, and said righteously: "That's right, I respected you as the envoy of Seven Killers, and you are also a respectable figure in the devil's way."

No, no, no.

The Seven Killers just wanted to deny it.

His head and face were completely lost by Shu Yao Pojun.

He didn't even want to admit that he was one of Sha Po Lang.

Shu Yao didn't care about the seven kills who were on the verge of collapse: "You pointed at me and called it a greedy wolf. I also tolerated it for the time being considering that your devil's eyes are not very good. Now you are pointing at my childhood sweetheart and calling it a broken army envoy." .

He is also the childhood sweetheart.

Qisha felt that it might be difficult for him to look directly at these words for a long time.

The eyes of the three of Xiandao were fixed on Qisha.

There is not only the sparkling light of seeking the root, but also the deep meaning that seems to be enlightened.

Shu Yao paused, pointed at the core, and asked sharply: "I heard that the Pojun Envoy is very romantic in the magic way, could it be that the Seven Killing Envoys are also one of the members who admire the Pojun Envoy? That's why the three words are always inseparable from the Pojun, so it's lovesickness." Illness?"

Seven kills: "..."

Not only could he not utter a single word, but a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat.

It's the smell of blood.

Qi Sha was in a trance, feeling that he was only about to be so angry that he vomited blood.

After the destructive passion passed, Po Jun was shocked and began to get scared.

Seven kills knows it when he knows it, if he reveals the fact that he is a woman in front of the junior——

Po Jun thought of the script that Gu Chibi was writing, and was terrified when he thought about it carefully, and he was terrified of his real name.

He didn't hesitate, in order to protect his own reputation, he put the years of brotherhood behind him.

Thinking of Po Jun, he took a step back in Shu Yao's direction.

The lotus steps are full, and the mood is timid.

Qisha's face was full of horror.

Wei Heng circled Shu Yao, staying a little further away from Po Jun without a trace.

Po Jun wiped the corners of his eyes lightly, with tears like pear blossoms and rain, very touching: "I can understand the love of the Seven Killing Envoys for Po Jun Envoy. It's just that Po Jun Envoy and I, a man and a woman, have very different looks. Why did the Seven Killers point at me and call Po Junshi?”

Seven kills: "..."

He wanted to call out in despair, how do I know? !

How did I know you were going to dress up like this? !

But he can't.

He was as gloomy as a dark cloud, and while trying to maintain his demeanor as a seven-killer envoy, he didn't give Shu Yao any further opportunities to slap him and damage his reputation.

Qisha saw through.

Any arguments and explanations are false.

It was true only if he didn't talk to Shu Yao at the beginning, didn't give him any slander, and gave him the opportunity to freely guide the thinking of those idiots in Xiandao.

The blood burst out, Qisha disappeared in place.

As he said, Wei Heng's spiritual power was indeed running out, and the Mahayanas scattered all over the place were busy with the aftermath, and at the same time, they had to take care not to let the magician in their hands escape, so that they could not be distracted to come.

Only relying on Po Jun alone, it is really impossible to keep the Seven Kills.

Qi Sha returned to the magic palace in a daze, and stepped up thousands of steps to meet Rang Xuetian in a daze.

The first thing he did when he saw Rang Xuetian was not to wait for Rang Xuetian to ask, nor to explain to Rang Xuetian how he was doing.

Qi Sha's eyes were full of eager anticipation implicitly, and he asked: "Your Majesty, did you really send me to spread the demon seeds in the mortal world, and give a word to Greedy Wolf?"

Maybe it's just a big dream?

Maybe?

Jean Xuetian: "???"

He kind of understood what kind of tragic experience Qi Sha went through when he went to the mortal world.

So Xuetian was like when the seven kills left, and he couldn't help but show some compassion and said: "Although I understand your hard work..."

"However, this seat did send you to the mortal world, and you took the initiative to ask this seat for your life."

Qisha tremblingly pulled out Qisha Chaodou.

Hesitating whether to hit his neck or not.

In the rebuilt hall, let Xuetian's confidants watch the seven kills, and stepped forward as if facing a big enemy, but let Xuetian raise his hand to stop him: "No need."

He comforted Qi Sha and said: "You don't have to worry too much, wait until Ziwei Secret Realm—"

Seven Kills had no time to think about what Xue Tian wanted to say.

He only captured the words "Ziwei Secret Realm".

Qi Sha's eyes were bloodshot, and he raised his head to stare at Rang Xuetian.

He said hoarsely, "Tanlang is a doctor."

Jean Xuetian: "???"

Ah? ? ?

Seven Kills: "I saw Po Jun."

Let the snow day is not very unexpected.

Po Jun will never be hesitant to continue staying in the Demonic Dao, and it is normal to run to be with Tanlang.

Seven kills said: "Po Jun has dressed up as a woman."

He added indescribably: "Pretty pretty."

Jean Xuetian: "?????"

They were silent two by two, and looked at each other two by two.

"I have misunderstood Po Jun all these years."

Let Xuetian sigh with emotion, and cautiously probed: "You said that Po Jun is quite beautiful, because you don't care about beauty and ugliness, but how about him?"

Let Xuetian silently shut up, leaving enough space for Seven Kills to make up his mind freely.

Seven kills: "..."

Let him kill and let Xuetian die again!

******

Shu Yao took Wei Heng to drink with him.

Considering that there are many forced unemployed performers in the capital to help with the aftermath, and Wei Heng's spiritual power is exhausted, it is not so unbelievable that he can be dragged to drink by Shu Yao.

Shu Yao drank very quietly at first, one cup after another, without saying much.

When the jars of wine on the table were empty and the bowls were stacked twice, he started talking nonsense.

Shu Yao's drinking capacity is actually not very bad.

It's just that he has things in his mind, so it's inevitable that it's much easier to get on top of him than usual.

He grabbed Wei Heng's sleeve and laughed, "I really appreciate Dao Zun this time."

Shu Yao raised his eyelashes, like a jackdaw fluttering its wings, revealing the bright and bright moon hidden behind the black wings.

Shu Yao remembered something from a long time ago.

It was so long that he didn't have time to meet Rang Xuetian who broke the army and seven kills, and he was still peacefully working as his little-known disciple in a little-known Moxiu sect.

Shu Yao's talent has been revealed since then.

But there is nothing to do, the Zongmen Temple is small, and it is basically one-sided.

Fortunately, the person in charge of Yiyantang tricked Shu Yao into the door under the name of Tianxing, but he and Gusha Moxiu were called brothers and brothers, and they were extremely close.

He saw Shu Yao's dislike for Gu Sha.

On the one hand, the suzerain was reluctant to part with this truly rare talent, on the other hand, he worried that he was too rebellious and difficult to control.

So the suzerain thought about it, wanted to bald his head, and finally slapped his shiny head and came up with a bad idea.

Really bad idea.

As a demonstration, he asked the two lonely elders to take Shu Yao to walk around the mortal world, and asked the elders to kill a few mortals for Shu Yao to see.

After doing this, Shu Yao hibernates and stops being a monster.

The suzerain was satisfied, thinking that his dismounting made Shu Yao restrain his spirit.

Just over ten years later, when the Sovereign came out of the seclusion, intending to give Shu Yao some grace and power——

He was dumbfounded.

Because Shu Yao killed the two elders involved, killed the Gu Sha lineage in the sect, and incidentally killed the well-known witness who was not in the sect.

While completely tearing his skin apart from Gu Sha's lineage, he drew a clear line with Tian Xing and ran away.

After more than 200 years, the young man who could only suppress his anger quietly in his heart has become a greedy wolf envoy who speaks one word in the devil's way and takes life and death.

The old events of that year have also been washed away with blood, and those few unlucky Gusha Demon Cultivators have been reincarnated for a few times.

But Shu Yao could never forget it.

He remembered the moment of anger when he saw the blood splatter with his own eyes.

I also remember pretending to be nothing after the incident, but gnashing my teeth unwillingly every time I think about it.

In the following 200 years, Shu Yao met many people and killed many people, but he still stubbornly remembered clearly the faces of a few mortals who died innocently.

During the most serious period of time, Shu Yao once resisted going to places with too many people because those mortals died in a lively place.

Because I always feel that I can hear the screams of mortals.

After Shu Yao had experienced a lot, he thought about it calmly and carefully, and thought that this was the first time he had seen innocent people die in front of him because of Shu's family, and he should remember it deeply.

It's one thing to know it in your heart, but it's another thing to be able to cross it.

After 200 years, Shu Yao still remembers this incident clearly and buried it deeply.

He originally thought that this matter was destined to become a shortcoming in his life.

But God let him meet Wei Heng.

Let him change the cold sound and silent shadow into the nine-day hanging dream today, and save the lives of more mortals by dancing beads and regretting jade.

Over the span of more than two hundred years, the old regrets of youth have been complemented overnight, and the regrets have disappeared.

After more than 200 years, and countless times of complaining about the sky and others, angry cursing when he was on the verge of collapse, hating the injustice of heaven, and when God had no eyes, God's will once again favored him.

It is supreme luck.

It was better than what he had dreamed of having in his dream when he dreamed back at midnight.

Shu Yao, he is a bit duplicity, hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

He was obviously very happy in his heart, but he intentionally asked Wei Heng, "Did Daoist ever think that if Po Jun and I had never turned against Rang Xuetian Seven Kills, we would have come to Xiandao just to deceive Daoist Du? Dao Zun believed me today and withdrew Sun Yue Zhao Bi, that is to say, he lost everything."

As he talked, he went down the sleeves, from pulling Wei Heng's sleeve to touching Wei Heng's hand.

Shu Yao was probably a little drunk.

Wei Heng thought, he shouldn't care too much about drunk people.

He clearly knew this truth, and still answered Shu Yao with 12 points of seriousness: "No."

"I know you, and I believe you are not such a person."

How long have you been with me?Where can I know what kind of person I am?Why can't you think about it and just love me secretly?

Shu Yao wanted to laugh a little.

He resisted not talking or laughing, just muttered: "Come, come, drink, drink."

The blush on his cheeks spread little by little on the snow-white satin-like skin, making one suspect that it was the red plums falling in the snow from the fire burning on the clouds.

Exactly the same gorgeous color moving, thrilling.

Wei Heng lowered his eyes, raised his hand and slowly poured himself a glass of wine.

When he was about to toast, Shu Yao snatched it away.

Shu Yao didn't say what he thought just now.

It's because he thinks it's no longer needed.

He spun the wine glass and smiled at Wei Heng: "This is not how you drink."

After finishing speaking, Shu Yao drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Wei Heng looked at him speechlessly, thinking that it was just a matter of pouring wine, and said that he had no reason not to pour for Shu Yao, why bother to make such a big detour.

Of course there are reasons.

The next moment, Shu Yao bent over unexpectedly, pressed his lips against Wei Heng's, and wanted to transfer all the wine in his mouth to him in one breath.

Since it was the first time I did it, I was a little unskilled in the business, and the wine could not stop flowing down the corners of the lips, across the snow-like bend of the neck, and wet the red skirt.

Po Jun stopped in his tracks.

He felt that he had done his best in the fight with Qisha, and afterward, he ran to a restaurant closest to the palace in a very passive manner, and when he was about to have a drink or two to relax and relax, he didn't want him to run into this scene .

It was embarrassing.

After experiencing a series of ups and downs, Po Jun has thoroughly seen through Shu Yao's essence, and he doesn't really want to make any comments on the ruthless way he has been talking about for hundreds of years.

He just wanted to take two steps back, taking advantage of Wei Heng's turmoil, to retreat quietly without anyone noticing.

It ended up hitting someone.

It is not without reason that the rumor of Yin Changyan's "wind and snow killing a pot of wine" can be circulated to this day.

He felt that he had been frozen into an ice sculpture by the ruthless Huaishuangjian, and he really needed a pot of hot wine to get rid of the cold in his body, so he left the matter to other comrades in the capital, and came to meet with Shu Yao, Wei Heng and Po Jun. of the same restaurant.

Like Po Jun, he ran into an embarrassing scene.

The two got together and didn't know whether to advance or retreat for a while.

For a long time, Yin Changyan comforted Po Jun and said, "Don't be too sad, there is nothing you can do about it."

"There is always someone who looks better than Shu Yao."

It's hard for people to feel that their childhood sweethearts lost to the sky.

Fortunately, Jingyue likes Shu Yao's beauty more than himself.

"..."

Po Jun remembered that he was still wearing the shell of Shu Yao's childhood sweetheart.

The volume of Cichangyan is neither too loud nor too small.

Just enough to keep the mortals in the wine shop from noticing.

It also happens to allow practitioners like them to hear verbatim.

Po Jun is tired.

He didn't really want to argue that I wasn't that I didn't, don't talk nonsense, Dao Zun, please spare my life.

His hateful eyes fell on Shu Yao, the source of all disasters.

Po Jun just wanted to kill Shu Yao, and die again.

Citing Changyan was terrified.