I, scum gong, never adore Master

Want him to be ruined, want him to lose everything he wants, want him to betray all relatives, and want him to be powerless to resist.

He knows it all.

From the very beginning, he tried his best to use Tongxiu's divine veins with a face similar to his to hurt civilians, arouse public anger, and damage his reputation. All plans have begun.

But this trick can't completely discredit him all at once, nor can it immediately denigrate him into a demon.

Therefore, with the second time, the divine pulse closely related to everyone in the Xianmen collapsed because of him.

For the third time, Zhong Lize put his face in his face, manipulating monsters to create chaos, making those tongue-covered monsters praise him and threaten everyone.

For the fourth time, he destroyed the Primordial Secret Realm, affecting the spiritual supply of all the divine veins, and blocking these people's desire to ascend.

At this point, even if he is not a demon, but does something that harms the interests of others, no matter what the reason is, he will eventually become the target of public criticism.

But despite this, it is still somewhat unconvincing for the world to believe that a fairy who has lived for a thousand years and never touched the world can do these things well.

Therefore, Zhong Lize simply replaced his identity, called him a demon, said that he did all of this from beginning to end, and involved the revival of the Demon Realm to create panic.

There is no one who is not afraid, no one who is not hated, and no one who is not afraid.

The dojo that has been slaughtered in front of him is probably the last firewood that ignites the anger of the public.

His appearance was a premeditated design to invite you into the urn.

But he still came.

No matter how rational a person is, he is an emotional animal at his core. Seeing this tragic situation, and letting the surviving disciples accuse them, it is undoubtedly confirmed that Yun Jian's murder was confirmed.

Anger welled up, and he couldn't help but fight.

Just after a brutal and inhumane fight in the Taoist Temple of the Lotus Temple, a new round of siege began.

Outside the dojo, Zhong Lize hugged Fei Fei and sat on the high pavilion. A barrier was set up here, and ordinary monks could not break through the people here, and Yun Jian could not withdraw.

Zhong Lize hugged Fei Fei and sat on his lap, pinched one purple-red grape after another with his fingertips, and the bright red juice dripped down his hands, sticky as if he had just killed someone, stained with blood.

The peeled grapes were handed to Feifei's lips, and Feifei put them away with a cold face. The bright red grape juice stained his lips and then brushed his cheeks. The magnificent color seemed to be smeared with lip balm. Shen, gently wiped the juice from the corners of his lips, but she wasn't angry.

"Baby, when do you think he's going to kill someone?"

Fei Fei's voice trembled: "Those dead people have nothing to do with my master! You killed them!"

"Yes, I killed it, but they all think he did it, and it has nothing to do with "Shenyin Peak Immortal Venerable"." Zhong Lize pinched the boy's cheek, and said gloomily, "Why do you still call him master? Now I am the one who signed the master-slave contract with you, and I am your master!"

"Uh..." Philip ignored him, and looked at the dojo with frowning.

Under the high pavilion, almost half of the monks from the entire world of cultivating immortals gathered. I don’t know how many immortal sects came. Anyway, those who have their own divine veins damaged, and those whose disciples were killed or injured, will definitely come to seek justice.

Even if forced to this point, Yun Jian mostly avoids attacks.

His face was extremely ugly, he seemed not in the mood to fight with these people, and he would inadvertently get small wounds by the sword energy while avoiding them absent-mindedly.

Fei Fei felt his heart ache when he saw it, and Zhong Lize pinched his chin and turned his face away.

"Why don't you talk?" Zhong Lize's smile was gentle, and this was probably a rare moment for him to relax.

The fingertips with faintly flashing emerald green lines picked up the juicy grapes and handed them to Philippe's lips.

"It's useless for you to focus on him, and he doesn't know that you are worrying about him. Besides, he is here to find my little uncle..."

Zhong Lize put his arms around Fei Fei with one hand, and stuffed grapes into the corner of his tightly pursed lips with the other.

"If you look at me more, even if you put your mind on me a little more, you should find out how different I am now."

Philip was driven into a hurry, the grapes were rubbed against his lips, he opened his mouth and bit Zhong Lize's hand hatefully, vowing to bite off his finger bones, but the skin was broken, but he didn't smell blood, on the contrary It is a sweet juice that fills the mouth, not grapes...

His round eyes widened in astonishment, and Zhong Lize laughed excitedly seeing how lively he looked.

"Did you find out?"

He raised his arm, but the other hand was still around Feifei's waist. Finally, Feifei realized that something was wrong. Didn't Zhong Lize have a broken arm?Actually...has it grown?

"Nature doesn't grow, it's just a substitute."

As soon as Zhong Lize finished speaking, the color of his arm suddenly faded, and that arm turned out to be a section of emerald green vines!

"How about the part of Tongxiu Shenmai's body? It looks good, doesn't it? I also think it's very useful, even much more useful than the arm of this body." Fingers made of vines raised Fei Fei's frightened and sad eyes. She leaned over to his ear and said ambiguously: "If you like the body of Tongxiu Shenmai, I will find a way to take it away after this matter. His body must be good, at least... At least let me really have you."

"Don't cry... why are you crying?"

Seeing Feifei crying silently, Zhong Lize frowned, wiped his tears hastily, and hugged him in his arms to coax him, but the person in his arms didn't even want to give him a half-answer.

It's ok……

Zhong Lize hugged him and said softly: "I don't have any senior sister anymore, you can't leave me, I will treat you well when the matter is over, and I will give you whatever you want."

Feifei wouldn't know how much Zhong Lize liked this kitten when he saw it for the first time, because he didn't deserve to be carefree.

Because he will never be able to be sincere, and because the innate and pure blood of the beast is what he dreams of but can never get.

He really wanted to keep such a beautiful little thing by his side, to make himself his only master, the only one who loved him, protected him, and pampered him.

I also want to... make myself the only one who can destroy him.

He knows that his paranoia will sometimes make the little thing very sad, but he will try his best to do well, as long as this matter is over, there will be plenty of time in the future.

Feelings are cultivated slowly, and he will pamper him very patiently...

The kite made of paper flew up to the pavilion, and unfolded automatically in front of Zhong Lize.

Feng Wuyou's voice came out: "The time has come."

Zhong Lize looked downstairs.

Even though Yun Jian didn't kill anyone, he still defeated those wastes steadily, but with such a siege, Yun Jian's current state may not be very good at the moment, and he was exhausted by these people.

The other god-suppressing nail on his shoulder loosened faintly, and the majestic and powerful divine power continued to fill his body. If this continues, he may break through Mahayana.

Feng Wuyou was also very worried about this situation, fearing that the situation would get out of control, so he let Zhong Lize carry out the plan in advance.

Zhong Lize caressed Philip's cat ears a few times, and coaxed in a gentle voice: "Wait for me here, and when the matter is over, I will come and take you away, if..."

His voice was suddenly a little sinister, he took a bite of Feifei's neck, and was finally satisfied after seeing the marks that had been branded by him.

"I have set a restriction here. If I die, this pavilion will be burned with spiritual fire. I will take you out of the world together. You will never want to leave me!"

The dojo was in chaos, and when Zhong Lize appeared with the same face and clothes as Yun Jian, everyone raised their heads and looked intently.

"It's the Immortal! The Immortal is here!"

"The Immortal Venerable is here to eradicate the devil!"

As soon as Zhong Lize appeared, he couldn't help but fight with Yun Jian for a few tricks.

The speed of the master's fight was extremely fast, and during the entanglement, the two people's bodies were mixed, and everyone could barely distinguish the difference at first.

But after all, Zhong Lize's Mahayana cultivation had been piled up, and he gradually fell into a disadvantage, and the sharp wind knife also cut wounds similar to Yun Jian's on his body.

This time, everyone was dazzled and couldn't tell who was who.

Zhong Lize smiled subduedly, and stopped attacking Yun Jian. Instead, he grabbed a few monks who were relying on the Immortal Venerable, who were relying on him, and who were quite close, and slapped Yun Jian in front of him, shattering him instantly. skull.

Then he smiled and said, "Shenyin Peak Immortal Venerable...surprised?"

Yun Jian frowned, and before he could figure out what his intention was, he was entangled by Zhong Lize and beat him hard.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't tell who was who anymore.

Since Yaoxie disguised himself as the Immortal Venerable, their voices and appearances and clothes were the same. The only thing that could be distinguished was that the Immortal Venerable lost an arm, while the demon head had silver hair and scarlet eyes.

But a few days ago, when the heads of various sects visited Yun Miao, they saw that the powerful Immortal Venerable had refined a new arm, and the demon head also had black hair.

During the fight between the two identical people, the aura overflowing from their bodies was too similar, even the demon leader Bai Yan of the Immortal Venerable possessed it.

this is too scary!

While everyone was dazzled, Zhong Lize "implicated" several monks and added a few more crimes to the murder, all of which were attributed to Yun Jian.

He changed the angle again, frowned and said in pain: "You deal with this deity, why bother others? They...they are all innocent!"

Yun Jian: "..."

Yunjian doesn't care about being slandered, let alone the trust of these people who never think and follow blindly.

But he felt that he couldn't go on pestering like this anymore, the person he was looking for was still waiting for him.

The god-suppressing nail had loosened slightly, and even if it hadn't fallen off, it still wouldn't hinder the continuous burst of divine power from the suppression, but he would suffer great pain during this process, and his counterattack would be much slower.

Zhong Lize found the right time, and the cloud sleeves waved away, and Yun Jian was caught off guard and was splashed with water.

It was as if a heavy stream of water wetted the hair and fell from the tail. The ink-dyed hair faded to silvery white, which was extremely dazzling in the sun.

That is... the water in the weak pool of Shenyin Peak...

Extremely cold and heavy, Yin Qi is scary.

If ordinary people can melt flesh and blood, bite bones and strip souls, to Yun Jian, although it is not that serious, it is still something that has imprisoned him for thousands of years, so how can it not affect him?

The weak water washed away his black hair, which was dyed by Jiang Ye himself, and the silver-white hair fluttered behind him.

Those eyes that were difficult to distinguish between true and false finally settled down at this moment, and they were sure that the silver-haired Yun Jian was the devil, the murderer who just slaughtered the dojo, and the chief culprit who killed his fellow disciples.

Just at this time, a monk who was extremely sad and collapsed because of the death of his companion rushed up with a sharp sword.

While Yun Jian was not paying attention, a sword pierced Yun Jian's abdomen!

The severe pain stimulated him, and those conspiracies that he never cared about, it turned out that as long as he didn't care and he just avoided them, they wouldn't find him.

After being tortured for thousands of years, perhaps the layout has already begun from the very beginning.

what do you want?

Want him to be ruined, want him to lose everything he wants, want him to betray all relatives, and want him to be powerless to resist.

To eliminate his power, to extinguish his hope...

Let him completely give up his life, give up his obsession, and fall into the abyss?

Yun Jian looked at the blade passing through his belly, held it in his palm, and looked up at the monk whose eyes were stained with fear before his anger faded away.

Ask him, "Why did you kill me?"

"I……"

Looking at Yun Jian's extremely bewitching and beautiful face, he felt complicated all of a sudden, and his tone was chaotic: "I killed the Immortal Venerable of Shenyin Peak... no, no, no, not the Immortal Venerable, but the devil! It's the demon! It's... the murderer who killed my friend Daoist!"

This monk was so contradictory. He obviously felt that he was trying to avenge his friend, so he mustered up the courage to stab the sword, but when the blade penetrated the opponent's body, he began to regret it.

It is not the sword that I regret to give away.

Instead, he regretted that the morality he kept shouting was not awe-inspiring enough.

He seems to hope that the person who does all kinds of evil is not the devil, but the immortal, and he hopes that he is not doing it to avenge fellow Taoists, but for the righteousness of the world.

Yun Jian suddenly laughed.

He gripped the sword and pulled it out little by little, he didn't feel the pain, so that the wound was bleeding and hideous, he didn't change his face, even his gentle smile was brightened against the blood.

This time, he didn't show mercy.

He easily grabbed the monk's throat: "You all think I did all this?"

There was no answer, and there was silence.

But the way they looked at Yun Jian, they had already told clearly what they were thinking.

Yun Jian chuckled lightly: "At first, I thought that you were being deceived. As long as you clarify, as long as the truth is revealed, all misunderstandings will disappear like thick clouds, but... now, I understand that you can't see the light of day, so naturally you don't want to see it." The dense clouds are gradually dispersing, even if they really want to disperse, you will try every means to continue to find reasons to block it!"

"Really or not?" Yun Jian's eyes gradually deepened, and the end of his eyes suddenly burned red.

No one answered him.

With a strong palm, there was a click, and the monk's neck was broken, and he died immediately.

"That's it!"

The dojo is windy, and the sky is gradually obscured by dark clouds.

The blood-stained white robe fluttered, silver threads fluttered behind him, his handsome and flawless face had lost blood and turned white, but the glazed beads in the peach blossom sockets gradually deepened, turning black into a mass of insoluble ink, scarlet Sparkling waves.

He obviously possessed supernatural powers and was an innate god, but he fell into the mortal world and was imprisoned and bound; he was clearly His Royal Highness Feng Lan from the Nine Heavens, but he was ordered to make it unknown; Humans are regarded as evil spirits.

The Protoss will not tolerate him, and neither will the Human Race.

He probably didn't think it was interesting. If this was what the people behind wanted, it might have succeeded.

But the only obsession in his heart has not dissipated.

He wants to spend the night!

A monstrous hurricane swept in, destroying hundreds of miles, white flames burst out from his body, and Yun Jian stared at Zhong Lize with red eyes.

"Let's start with you."

After the understatement of a sentence, the phoenix nirvana fire suddenly burned hotly, enveloping Zhong Lize in it, the phoenix nirvana fire was different from ordinary fire.

Even a god can burn half to death, let alone a counterfeit who relies on evil spirits to pile up Mahayana cultivation base.

Under the high temperature, Zhong Lize's magical artifacts that he tried to protect himself were all melted away.

Those people kept shouting: "Xianzun be careful!"

But no one will come up to help him.

The reason is very simple, even the immortals can't deal with evil spirits, we will die if we go up!

Many people even saw Zhong Lize couldn't resist anymore, so they ran away with oil on their feet.

The hot white flame scorched the end of Zhong Lize's hair, burned the skin of half of his arm, and gradually scorched the side of his face. In the burning pain, he looked vaguely at the attic.

I said silently in my heart: Feng Wuyou!Are you still not making a move?Are you going to watch me die?Do you have the heart to watch the body you squeezed out be destroyed?

Feng Wuyou heard Zhong Lize's voice transmission, but it was not Feng Wuyou who answered him, but another strange voice.

——Okay, almost done, I am very satisfied with the result, let's continue.

Zhong Lize couldn't hold on any longer, half of his body was burnt to charcoal, he was considered useless, no one would look forward to him any more, or look up to him any more.

Just before the last vitality was about to disappear, he took another deep look at Gaoge.

With a slight movement of her lips, the restriction of the curse of life and death was lifted.

He wanted to take Philippe to hell with him, but he also felt that he would definitely go to hell, but Philippe would probably not go, because it hurts to be burned. He realized that Philippe would cry if he pinched him. How desperate it must have been.

"Stop! Devil, look who this is!"

A female voice diffused through spiritual power, and was clearly heard by Yun Jian amidst the roaring flames.

Yun Jian turned his head to look at the woman standing in front of the hall holding a whisk, that was Rong Xianke, and there were actually two people tied up in the two piles of firewood beside Rong Xianke!

Rong Xianke held a lamp, and the white fireworks burning on the lamp turned out to be the Nirvana Fire of Yunjian!

Rong Xianke said: "Stop! Otherwise, don't blame me for dropping this oil lamp."

Two people were bound on both sides. On one side was Wutong in red, whose face was pale and seemed to be still in a coma. .

Yun Jian's palms trembled suddenly, and the moment he stole the Nirvana fire, Zhong Lize, who was half dead and had a mouthful left, couldn't care about anything else, dragged his seriously injured body to the high pavilion, and fled away with Philip wrapped around him.

With a cold face, Rong Xianke said solemnly: "Don't try to struggle fearlessly, see if you kill me faster, or the lamp in my hand falls on the woodpile faster."

"If you had to choose between two, who would you choose?"

Others don't know and are at a loss.

But Yun Jian knows everything, one is a mentor who has taught him for thousands of years, and the other is a lover who has been fettered and entangled for a lifetime.

In fact, those who watched in the dark were sure about what Yun Jian would choose. After all, Wutong wanted Yun Jian's life time and time again. Will not enter this urn at all.

A result that can be chosen without inner struggle.

Sure enough, Yun Jian walked towards Jiang Ye step by step...

He wants to spend the night!

Wutong woke up from a coma. He was tied to a solid meteorite pillar, looking sideways at Jiang Ye in horror, watching Yun Jian walking towards Jiang Ye step by step.

In an instant, everything became clear.

Is this what Feng Wuyou meant by borrowing his face?

Master...

What he wanted to say, but he couldn't say it, his throat was cursed, he could only make a broken and hoarse voice, he couldn't utter a complete sentence, even a name could not be clear.

"Wu Tong" looked at Yun Jian, but Yun Jian only had "Jiang Ye" in his eyes and never looked sideways at him.

"Wutong" has never been so uncomfortable, tears are raging.

If this is the result, he still wouldn't blame Yun Jian, but worried that he would not be able to bear it after knowing the truth...

Rong Xianke said: "Have you chosen? Then the other one is discarded?"

The author says:

Push a friend's article——

"After I crossed the catastrophe, the master has a big belly" by: Seven realms;

Edible guide: main attack, next year, childbirth;

Qi Wushen returned from the catastrophe, only to find that the sect had changed.

The head of the sect was changed, the dormitory was replaced by a firewood room, and what was even more exaggerated was that the upright master he had been thinking about was pulled down from the altar, and was hated and condemned by thousands of people.

——And the reason for all of this is... Master, he is pregnant with a cub? !

Qi Wushen stared at Zong Wu's slightly swollen belly, his eyes were red and frightening.

"Who is it?" His voice was low and hoarse, revealing cruelty, and he pressed Zong Wu against the door.

"It has nothing to do with you." Zong Wu shook off Qi Wushen's hand, alienated and determined, waved his sleeves and left without the slightest nostalgia.

Qi Wushen clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white and trembled slightly.

Master has always kept himself clean, that person must have forced it, but Master kept it a secret for him!Damn it!

Whoever slept with the person on the tip of his heart, he must find that bastard and tear him to pieces!Throw down the endless hell!

But later he discovered: Qi Wushen knelt outside the bedroom for three days and three nights: Master, I was wrong!

Zong Wu: You are right, I am blind, I shouldn't have accepted you as a villain in the first place!

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Zong Wu has only one apprentice, he loves him and loves him, and he has to secretly protect him when he crosses the tribulation in the lower realm.

However, this apprentice is an asshole——

While he was poisoned, his body was broken and his ruthless way was ruined. If he ate it up and wiped it off, he would forget about it as soon as he came back!

Zong Wu became angry, and announced to the whole world that he would sever ties, cut off his immortal bones, and then drive him out of the sect.

However... the man had just been kicked down the mountain with his front foot, and sneaked back to the bedroom with his back foot.

Qi Wushen grabbed Zong Wu's ankle, said with a smirk: "Master, you can go, but you have to wait for the apprentice to finish serving the master, right?"

Respect him, love him, fall in love with his naughty apprentice, attack x pet apprentice accidentally spoils himself on the bed, and coldly wants the master to respect