Wen's sect's scumbag junior brother is back

Xu Chaoqi was pressed on the table by his senior brother biting his face. He pushed his senior brother's shoulder hard, but how could the strength of the number one swordsman in the 27th realm be so weak?

Wen remained motionless day and night, covering Xu Chaoqi like a mountain.

He looked down at the other party's resisting expression, smiled, bent down and left three teeth marks in a row on Xu Chaoqi's face.

Xu Chaoqi originally thought that his senior brother could leave after biting, but he had thought that the other party buried him in the crook of his neck, bit his shoulder, and took a bite.

Xu Chaoqi:?

He is not a flower, why suck him?

The senior brother's evil thoughts were really bad, he hugged him and sucked him for half an hour, he even rubbed his hair and pinched his face from time to time.

Xu Chaoqi was tortured until his clothes were disheveled, his hair was disheveled, and his face was covered with finger marks left by the other party.He was tormented so weak that he lightly bit the other party's neck in retaliation. Unexpectedly, Wen paused for a long time, and doubled his demands on him, forcefully forcing tears to ooze from the corners of his eyes, and the senior brother kissed him The corners of his eyes, on the contrary, became more pleasant.

Xu Chaoqi:! !

Evil husband!He thought bitterly.

The pearl exuded a faint light. Wen Zhaoxi hugged the man in his arms and buried him in the other's hair. Smelling the scent that belonged exclusively to the Taoist companion, his expression became softer.

The night wind blows the curtains, he looks at the flowing waterfall, and memories emerge.

Why go back to the right way?

When he was young, a certain person always slept in the school, so after he learned it during the day, he went back to repeat it to the other party at night.

After the young boy finished eating the pastries he made, he skillfully lay on his lap and asked him to rub his belly. While rubbing, he said that as a monk, one must have a firm heart and be dedicated to righteousness.

The young boy blinked his eyes and asked why Xiang Zheng?

He smiled and said: "Xiang Zheng is our mission first, and second is to have no regrets..."

The other party nodded, pulled his hand and moved it up a little bit, and said softly, "I'm here too!"

Hearing this, he couldn't laugh or cry, and pressed lightly, and the other party's eyes were red, and he said it hurt, and he was about to vomit.

He touched the little boy's head, his eyes were red, and he was very cute.

It's just that this person was a little cry boy when he was a child, and he would cry every now and then, but fortunately he didn't cry much when he grew up.Even no matter how much he teases, the other party is skinny and delicate, and rarely sheds tears.

Wen Zhaoxi smiled, and the smile gradually faded.

The memory flipped backwards, 8000 years ago, he stood on the coast of the southern border with a sword in his hand, and remained calm for a long time.

The cold wind blew through the ends of his hair, thinking right and wrong.

He walked to the cold stone and sat down, touching the smooth wooden box that had been stroked a million times, recalling the past with Xiao Yao.

The waves were beating against the shore, and he couldn't help but think of how he taught Xiao Yao to be righteous when he was a child.

"We are righteous monks..."

His eyes gradually became empty, but he still murmured: "If you come back and see senior brother like this, wouldn't you be disappointed?"

The corners of his eyes were slightly red, but he forced a smile in front of the wooden box.

The memory faded, he calmed down and listened to the powerful heartbeat of the person in his arms, the other person was angry and making noise in his arms, but he was always gentle, but he couldn't help but plunge into the other person's arms, gnawing on the other person's heart.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the two gods had returned to the heaven.

His Majesty the Golden Palace.

The two gods bowed and talked about what they had seen and heard in the middle world. The God of Siming turned his back and looked at the golden carp in the pond, his hands gripping the railing became tighter and tighter.

Especially when he heard that Wen Zhaoxi was still the devil, he staggered and almost lost his footing.

When he looked back, the horror in his eyes persisted for a long time, and it was difficult to calm down.

"Let's step back first..." He waved his hands weakly, slumped on the chair, his eyes were empty.

"Plop—" Yu'er jumped into the pool, he rubbed the center of his brows, and said palely: "It's no wonder that heaven says that only Wen Chaoxi can stop the evil god. It is expected to reach the top of the heaven.”

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The head of the heavens..." He gripped the back of the chair tightly.

He has been in the heavens for so many years, so he is a god.

If he hadn't unintentionally released ghost energy back then, attracting the attention of all the benevolent gods, and isolated him intentionally or unintentionally for tens of thousands of years, he would not have landed in a position of no high and no low in this heaven.

Even though he later made up for it, there was a gap between him and the earliest gods.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his palms trembling uncontrollably.

The evil god robbed him of his candy when he was young, and that was the first time the evil god did evil.

During the period after the evil gods robbed him of his candy, all the good gods took pity on him and greeted him in various ways.

He didn't do his homework, and the good gods waved their hands, saying that he was frightened and hadn't recovered yet, and asked him to rest for a while.

Every day when he went back, many good gods came to visit him and sent him treasures from the world. His golden palace was filled and he became the most popular little fairy boy in the heaven.

He was just a child back then, and he was still ignorant, only knowing that when evil gods bullied him, all good gods would treat him well.

From then on, he began to fantasize that it would be fine if the evil god came to bully him again.

Therefore, when the evil god comes, he should not intentionally take some good things to the evil god, eat delicacies from mountains and seas in front of the evil god, and deliberately chat and make friends with others. The more I hate him.

The good gods valued him more.

There are gods who protect the law in practice, and gods send food every day, and even sacrifices to the heavens will specially choose him...

He had tasted the sweetness and made more and more progress.

It's just that the evil god didn't know what happened, and suddenly got tired and didn't want to talk to him, and the good gods didn't pay him as much attention as before.

He became more and more frightened, for fear that he would lose the gods in the future.

So he took out the gourd containing ghost energy, which he had stolen from the land.

The good gods are right. There are some things in the earth that the heavens don't have, such as the ghost energy that can destroy people.

He wanted to use the ghost energy on himself, so that he could pretend that it was the evil god who bullied him, and everyone would treat him well again.

However, he didn't expect that as soon as he opened the gourd, the ghost energy flew out and floated all the way to the middle world, causing many troubles, and he began to panic.

After all, the basket was stabbed, and the evil gods pointed at him and said that he did it, and the good gods covered him, but all the gods could guess that it was him who did it.

It's just that the good gods have been kind to him for so many years, and all the gods are unwilling to admit that they are blind, and they are the ones who help the evil, not to mention that if this matter is really revealed, the reputation of the good gods will be stained for the first time.

So all the good gods joined forces and poured the dirty water on the evil gods.

The heavenly thunder shattered the sky, but the Dao of Heaven did not punish, and it is not known whether it favored the evil gods or did not believe in the good gods.

Although he escaped the punishment of heaven, he has also fallen out of favor with the good gods since then. All the good gods isolated him and ignored him.

Fortunately, he discovered the secret of the good gods, and had a treasure that he could exchange with the good gods, so the good gods gradually became indifferent to him, and after ten thousand years, they finally stopped looking at him with strange eyes.

Siming Shenjun breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and saw that the hem of his clothes was dark again.

So he took out a small bottle and poured down the goodwill, and then slowly walked out of the golden palace.

The evil god is about to break through the seal, so he has to find another way to lure Wen Zhaoxi.

He didn't forget how much the evil god hated him. If the evil god came out, he would probably disappear in this world due to his violent temperament.

Just when he saw that there was no god around him and was about to descend to the realm, a pure white figure walked past him and glanced at him.

Siming Shenjun's heart tightened, fearing that the other party would report that he violated the rules of heaven.

However, upon seeing this, the divine ruler just turned his head quickly, as if he didn't see it.

The Commander-in-Chief knew his mind, he walked over with a smile, and handed the other party a vial.

The god wanted to leave quickly, and muttered in his mouth: "I didn't see it, you just

When I didn't go out today. "

The other party hurriedly tried to cover up his traces, but the Lord Siming forced the vial into his hand.

Siming Shenjun said in a low voice: "Ghost energy has been rampant recently, and my mood may be affected. I give this vial to you, so as to stabilize my kindness."

The god's eyes flickered, and he quietly put the vial into his sleeve.

Siming Shenjun smiled.

The Middle Realm, the Southern Territory.

A doll suddenly fell on the shore, and it exuded a demonic energy. Gradually, the doll began to swell, and it was said to be seven feet long.

Its skin gradually smoothed, and its eyes became alive.

Gradually, it took human form, sat up, touched its own face and smiled strangely.

In the Demon Realm, Mo San's finger is hanging by a thin thread, and he is manipulating something.

His voice was low and hoarse, and he smiled sinisterly.

"The leader of the righteous way is actually the devil, and the great figures who don't know the right way know what will happen?"

His smile faded, and his eyes became stern: "Why didn't the demons continue to attack? It was only one step away! Just because he is the demon lord? So what if he is the demon lord! What can he do for the demon world? It's ridiculous."

The black thread in his hand trembled, controlling the puppet at the other end to move forward.

The doll found a suit of disciples from nowhere, pretended to be a disciple of Yingtian Sect, and ran into the main hall.

The gatekeeper disciple hurriedly stopped him, the puppet saluted first, and then showed an anxious expression on its face.

"If I want to report to all the realm masters, it's a major matter about the head of the sect, so there should be no delay!"

Upon hearing the headmaster, the gatekeeper disciples looked dignified. They took a deep look at the puppet, turned around and went in to report.

With the effort of a cup of tea, with a sound of "Xuan", a sense of oppression came, and the puppet bit the bullet and went in.

As soon as Mo San controlled the puppet to enter, the coercion spread to his fingertips along the black line, making him tremble.

Hundreds of righteous experts gathered together to discuss important matters. His sudden arrival attracted everyone's attention to him.

Mo SanSan was dripping with sweat, the hall was empty and silent, and all the masters and suzerains looked down at him.

Mo San's mind was buzzing, he knelt down, and instinctively said with consciousness: "The disciple has met the Changzong, the masters of the realm..."

"What's the matter?" Someone said calmly, crossing the prayer beads in their hands.

The puppet looked at the ground and spoke nervously. The originally moderate voice echoed in the silent hall.

"The disciple unintentionally learned that the head of Wen had become a demon 8000 years ago. He is now a demon, and even the demon master of the demon world..."

The hall became more and more silent, even the sound of breathing disappeared.

All the realm masters were silent for a long time when they heard the words, looked down at the doll with vicious eyes, and suddenly laughed.

"You think you're the only one who's smart?"

There was a hum in Mo San's mind.

There was a lot of laughter in the hall, and all the great experts looked at each other, with the meaning of cutting grass and roots in their smiles.

One person has already seen that this person is a puppet, so he sneered, picked up his teacup and sipped lightly: "We knew it a long time ago, but we deliberately pretended not to know it. If we really force this person away, wouldn't it be cheap?" ?”

Mo San's body froze, and someone said "it's a demon", and then the black thread broke, his eyes went blank, and he lost consciousness.

The three demons of the demon world turned into powder.

The Da Neng who did the work stretched his waist, and smiled to the people beside him: "We just pretended not to know, but someone actually poked it out? This is very embarrassing."