Fishing succubus is good at raising fish

After several rounds of dealing, Yin Yuye stopped Wen Zhou from continuing to destroy everything, but because the other party occupied Yin Che's body, he had some scruples and mostly just defended and not attacked.

He cut off Wen Zhou's way with his horizontal sword, and his voice suppressed his anger: "Why is it him?"

Wen Zhou smiled elusively: "Why him..."

"Because he is my 'container', nourishing my Yuandan, making his face look like mine, and the physique of the succubus can be easily planted on him...to bear this damn fate for me."

He pinched the sword edge with his fingers indifferently, pushed it away slightly, and then approached Yin Yuye again, with an ambiguous tone:

"You must want to know why I followed you, right? Because I recognized the wrong person." As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at Gu Qinglun.

He mistook Yin Yuye for Gu Qinglun and wholeheartedly waited for an opportunity to take revenge.

"You hate Gu Qinglun, don't you?" Wen Zhou smiled inexplicably: "Is it for him? Or for other things, it doesn't matter, as long as you regard him as an enemy, we are allies."

When his hand touched his cheek, Yin Yuye's eyes turned cold, and he grabbed his wrist, "Get out of his body, and then talk about alliances."

"It's just one person anyway, isn't it all the same?"

The next moment, Wen Zhou was pushed away violently. He rubbed his red wrist, his face changed slightly: "It's really good."

Then, he was surrounded by Tianxue disciples.

Wen Zhou didn't pay attention to them at all, he turned around and glanced at everyone present, disdainful of their respective expressions, and said with a sneer:

"Hand him over, and our grievances back then will be wiped out."

"Who?" Gu Qinglun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wen Zhou laughed, "Of course they are the ones who lead me out of the demon world, so that you can take advantage of this opportunity to seize my magic weapon, destroy my foundation, and kill my [-] demon army."

A trace of doubt flashed across Gu Qinglun's eyes.

Seeing that the other party's expression was true, Wen Zhou showed a trace of surprise on his face, shook his head and cried and laughed: "You didn't know about that matter? It really surprised me..."

His eyes looked at the crowd, and he prayed with hatred and curse: "Gao Ming, really smart! If that's the case, why don't you dare to come out to see me!"

Wen Zhou's eyes paused in the crowd, and at the same time, his figure flashed in front of him, his fingers clutching the other's neck.

"Are you a Buddhist sect disciple?"

Xuanwu looked calm, nodded and said: "Exactly."

"What's your name?"

"The poor monk's Dharma name is Xuan Wu."

He glanced fiercely up and down, "Tell me, where is the Zen wish now?"

"answer me!"

"...Master passed away 50 years ago."

Wen Zhou's eyes were full of disbelief, the veins on the back of his hand clutching his neck bulged, and a trace of anger dyed his brows: "This is impossible! I haven't played enough games in this world, how could he be willing to die..."

His voice made Xuanwu feel a little uncomfortable, and was about to correct him when the tension on his neck gradually loosened.

"Dead...a good death!" Wen Zhou laughed wildly, and took half a step back defenselessly.

At this time, a strange aura spread towards him, catching him off guard.

With a crisp sound of "pa", Wen Zhou's pupils dilated, and even his limbs became cold in an instant.

His magic pill...was crushed.

The next moment, a beast's roar sounded in the ear, and everyone fell into chaos and fear, and the shadow that covered the sky and the sun overturned.

"Roar—" Zhu Yan's size suddenly tripled, standing in front of everyone like a hill, its eyes were red, and its mouth was full of blood under its fangs.

Wen Zhou didn't react at all, and let the iron fist come down from behind him.

Almost no one reacted to this change. Everyone feared for their lives and retreated. When the dust in the sky cleared, they could see a huge depression in their original positions.

No one could have imagined that a big devil like Wen Zhou would let others slaughter him, let alone be powerless to fight back.

—How is this possible?

Yin Yuye hugged the fallen Shen Shaotang, who had lost consciousness and fell limply on his shoulders.

The ends of his eyes were already stained with crimson, tears were shining unexpectedly, and his voice cautiously called out:

"Little Che..."

No one responded.

He is just an ordinary monster, who was taken away by the Demon Lord and attacked by Zhu Yan, besides... Yuan Dan has been destroyed, even if he can be rescued, he will be a useless person in the future.

Everyone was tacitly aware of it, and there were a few vague sighs in the crowd, but not all of them sympathized with Yin Che.Because of his existence, this duel can continue, how should it end now?

Gu Qinglun caressed his heart with his palms, his expression flashed with surprise, he actually...would feel heartache for this?

That side of Tianxue's disciples teamed up and forced Zhu Yan into the formation.

When Zhu Yan was imprisoned in the Cangsong Pagoda again, the chaotic order returned to normal, and the eyes of the Xianmeng and Tianxue were wide-eyed, and sparks shot out for a while.

Xuanwu lowered his eyes in pity, chanted scriptures, and twirled the sandalwood beads in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Liu Lianyu felt a little inexplicable. The situation was not good for them at this time, so it was best to withdraw first.

He hesitated for a while, but still took a step forward, and was stopped by the other party's eyes just as he was about to speak.

"Stay away from him." Yin Yuye's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was deep and hoarse.

He is like a beast protecting food, willing to fight the enemy to the death.

Liu Lianyu's movements were stiff, and in the end he didn't take a step forward. He used the movement of shaking a folding fan to conceal the guilt in his eyes.

"Gu Qinglun, you can save him... right?"

Yin Yuye's voice sounded impressively, and he temporarily sealed Yin Che's dantian.

Everyone's eyes fell on Gu Qinglun, and the meanings were mostly curiosity, suspicion and regret.

This succubus is about to die for all to see. How can it be restored if the Yuan Dan is broken?

"It can't be saved."

Different from the distressed appearance of the two on the ground, Gu Qinglun's white clothes were cold and dusty, after several fights, not even a little blood stained the corners of his clothes.

Yin Yuye's vicious gaze was filled with sarcasm. He looked at Gu Qinglun and the group of elders and disciples behind him, and suddenly felt ridiculous.

"Why is Immortal Scarlet Firmament laughing? My patriarch said he couldn't be saved, so please take... away quickly." The third elder frowned, disdainful to even say those two words, and his tone implied a warning.

Could it be that the succubus died and drove him mad?

Yin Yuye gradually stopped laughing, and his voice turned cold:

"If you don't save him..."

He flipped his palm over and hit his chest suddenly.

Gu Qinglun's eyebrows moved slightly, and he felt the blood in his body surge up, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

Regardless of the gazes of the people around him, he looked at Yin Yuye coldly and said, "If you do this, the Golden Scale Curse will backfire even more."

Yin Yuye was indifferent, but "self-mutilated" even more cruelly. Gu Qinglun's face turned pale for a while, and he raised his hand to strike.

He was forced to have no choice but to undo the Golden Scale Curse for him.

"Back when you tamed Qixing Demon in Taiyi Mountain, it became your sword spirit. Since then, you have become famous all over the world with Qixing Sword. Who doesn't know the name of Immortal Lord Fuyuan..." Yin Yuye's face was pale, but he spoke sharply. Turning around, he said sarcastically, "But at this moment, you discovered a hidden danger that threatened you."

"That hidden danger is Fu Yuan's 'inner demon'."

"..." Gu Qinglun's eyes were unpredictable.

Everyone was in an uproar and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"This...how is this possible!" The elders were filled with righteous indignation, and it was hard to believe the slanderous remarks.

"You guys are not very curious, what is the relationship between my face... and Fuyuan?" Yin Yuye said unhurriedly, "200 years ago, Fuyuan took the risk of separating his heart demon from his body and threw it into a barren mountain to live on his own. Self-destruction, but the heart demon and the main body have the same mind and mind, and share the same life span, and gradually awaken the spiritual wisdom."

"Later, that mountain became Wuwang Mountain today."

The group of elders and disciples had disheveled faces, rattling weapons in their hands.

Yin Yuye raised his eyebrows, looked at Gu Qinglun and said, "Fu Yuan, did I tell a half lie?"

"..." Gu Qinglun remained silent.

His performance is equivalent to acquiescing in disguise, which is tantamount to smashing a boulder into the lake, stirring up thousands of waves.

"If you don't believe me, you can kill me, otherwise... I will definitely come back and kill you."

Gu Qinglun raised his hand, "You don't need to kill him, just bring the agreement."

Of course, Yin Yuye didn't sign any Lao Shizi agreement, but Liu Lianyu took it quite neatly, and became famous, and Lingzong followed closely behind.

He seemed to be regretting and mocking, and shook his head lightly: "It's a pity that you can't ascend!"

"You didn't have a chance to ascend this time, why exactly... I thought about it, and I always felt that it was not my fault, maybe it was caused by another 'inner demon'."

"How on earth did 'it' survive?"

Before everyone realized it, suddenly a monk squeezed in from the crowd, it was Huizhi who was accompanying Xuanwu. He held a dimly lit lamp and nodded slightly towards him.

Xuanwu secretly avoided the people nearby and left quietly.

……

They are still at a stalemate, and no one wants to let the tiger go back to the mountain.

Yin Yuye was about to put all his eggs in one basket and take him away at the risk of his life, when suddenly his cuff was gently pulled, and when he lowered his head, the bloodless face of the young man was reflected.

His heart was instantly grabbed.

"Master, can you give me a hug?"

A look of pain flashed across Yin Yuye's eyes, and he hurriedly stretched out his hands to hug him, but his body seemed to be soaked in a pool of blood, getting colder and colder, and he couldn't cover him no matter what.

"Okay, I'll hold you."

"I..." Shen Shaotang's eyes were blurred, and he couldn't focus on a certain point. He felt his chest was heavy, as if he was only holding on with one breath.

"What do you want to tell me?" Yin Yuye leaned over his lips.

He moved his lips, his Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty, and a flash of pain flashed in his eyes, "I... want to go back to Wuwang Mountain, to the sect."

Shen Shaotang was lying in Yin Yuye's arms, looking through the gaps in the crowd, his eyes fell in the direction of a mountain.

It's a pity that the sunset on the back mountain has not yet been seen.

……

On Wuwang Mountain.

Yin Yuye returned to the bedroom with the boy in his arms. The candlelight remained the same, and even the table on the floor remained the same. There were even many delicacies and fruit wines on display.

All these preparations seemed to be waiting for someone's return.

However, it is too late now.

Yin Yuye hugged the boy in his arms, with his arms loosely wrapped around his waist, as if it was the first time he had slept with someone, his movements seemed a little cramped.

He rarely observes the boy in front of him with such a mood.

After staring quietly for a while, his eyes suddenly fell on the young man's neck, the fair and soft skin.

Yin Yuye approached cautiously, as if touching a treasure that was about to be obtained, as if afraid of losing it, he kissed lightly devoutly and forbearingly.

"Actually, a long time ago I..."

Moved.

It's just that his "treasure" seemed disgusted, and he didn't even want to move his eye feathers.

Even the temperature from the other person's skin was cold and merciless, his lips trembled slightly, and his heart lost its vitality at that moment.