Now that you have become the wolf king, why be afraid of the sea emperor?

Jiang Zhouyin is very vigilant, but once he accepts someone, it's as natural as a routine to confide in him. What's interesting is that he hasn't noticed it yet.

Just like facing Fu Xingyou, he knew very well in his heart that the little apprentice really cared about him, but Jiang Zhouyin was too lazy to study the deep meaning behind it, so it all boiled down to "the deep love between master and apprentice".

Therefore, it is the same for people who are smart enough to deceive themselves and others.

The guest room was still clean, Jiang Zhouyin blinked sleepily, waited for Fu Xingyou to spread the blanket on it, threw himself into it unceremoniously, fell asleep in the dark, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already evening, the noise outside followed Time passed and gradually fell silent, Jiang Zhouyin heard the servant running in, and repeatedly told Fu Xingyou and the two in the courtyard: "Lock the door, don't go out!" After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Jiang Zhouyin woke up and dozed off, and sat up from the bed.

Almost at the same time, someone pushed open the door, and Fu Xingyou stood in a small piece of residual light. The coming of night cast a heavy shadow on his upper body. Jiang Zhouyin couldn't see his expression clearly. In fact, he didn't know what to say. From the beginning, Jiang Zhouyin couldn't understand Fu Xingyou at all. The little Tianjiao ten years ago was arrogant when he came here, and he looked down on him a little bit. Gradually, he learned to be considerate of Master, and he would eat with Mu Xifeng Little Vinegar, Jiang Zhouyin indulged him in his youth, but what about now?

In the courtyard, Mu Xifeng touched his chin subconsciously, how did the younger brother know that the master was awake?

"Uncomfortable?" Seeing that Jiang Zhouyin hadn't moved for a long time, Fu Xingyou stepped forward, first touched Jiang Zhouyin's forehead, and then felt his pulse.

Jiang Zhouyin let him move, and said with a smile, "It's much more comfortable to wake up after a night's sleep." In fact, it took time for the soul to repair the tendons, and he took the opportunity to be lazy. Seeing the little apprentice relieved, Jiang Zhouyin continued: "Don't say , if anyone marries you in the future, it will really take advantage of the sky."

Fu Xingyou was taken aback: "What?"

"That's how you take care of people." Jiang Zhouyin continued.

Fu Xingyou backed away a little and watched Jiang Zhouyin put on his shoes, but what he thought in his heart was "Oh, Master still expects me to marry someone else as a Taoist couple?" Jiang Zhouyin didn't understand, and finally nodded: "Okay, Master, remember it."

Jiang Zhouyin was puzzled, what do I remember?

Seeing Jiang Zhouyin coming out, Mu Xifeng got up immediately, with a simple and sincere smile: "Master."

"Well, let's go." Jiang Zhouyin didn't say it clearly, but both apprentices understood.

Baofeng City obviously hides secrets. Everything is normal during the day, and ghosts can’t be seen. They can only look for them at night. They easily climbed over the wall and left the old mansion. Walking on the deserted streets, waiting for the sky to return to the original black, Miasma rises densely from beneath the feet.

"Jun Lang..." The ethereal female voice seemed to envelope the entire sky.

There were a pair of eyes staring at them in the darkness, but Jiang Zhouyin didn't care, and suddenly said, "Chen Jun, the Patriarch of the Chen family... Tell me, who is this ghost dancer calling?"

Mu Xifeng rubbed the goose bumps on his body: "Alone?"

"I guess so." Jiang Zhouyin said, "According to Elder Wan Shu's words, this should be a pair of idiots and resentful women."

Fu Xingyou: "For example?"

"For example, Chen Jun coaxed the ghost dancer who was alive with sweet words, and later married Miss Gaomen. He felt that the ghost dancer was an eyesore, so he simply removed the obstacle." It sounds reasonable for Chen Jun to seek revenge and bring disaster to the whole Baofeng City.

But Jiang Zhouyin didn't believe it.

Not to mention that ordinary people would be directly sucked to the underworld after death, even though Ghost Dancer was too resentful to go to the underworld, but how did she become a ghost in two years who could bring disaster to the entire Baofeng City from a mere undead?This requires day-to-day cultivation in a place of extreme grievances. Baofeng City is not suitable at all. The suburbs here are surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on the other. It was the panic and anger in Chen Jun's eyes when the 43 corpses were destroyed. If he was standing as a victim, such emotions should not be.

"Jun Lang..." The woman's cold and sweet voice seemed to be getting closer.

Jiang Zhouyin stopped suddenly and drew his sword.

The already icy sound of the wind seemed to be twisted into a single strand, turning into a sharp knife that cut someone's cheeks. Something creepy and fast struck close to the ground, just showing a silhouette in the miasma, and then disappeared suddenly!

Fu Xingyou and Mu Xifeng unconsciously kept Jiang Zhouyin in the middle, one left and one right, but the more they did this, the more the thing used Jiang Zhouyin as a breakthrough point, and in the suffocating silence, a ferocious face suddenly appeared. Out of the miasma, within half a finger of Jiang Zhouyin in the blink of an eye!It was the gray cloud last night. Fu Xingyou was startled, and was about to turn around and chop, but Jiang Zhouyin moved even faster!

Strictly speaking, this was the first time that Fu Xingyou and the two saw Master using a sword.

Jiang Zhouyin's swordsmanship is sharp, his wrist looks gentle, but the sword's edge is twice as sharp, but in the blink of an eye, an electric arc flickers in front of his eyes, and the sword flowers are blooming in front of him. Fu Xingyou saw it clearly, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils. Every sword intent contains a spell that seals evil spirits, which shows that Jiang Zhouyin's heart follows the sword, and he is also familiar with the spells that are weak to ghosts, and these are not included in the main training method of the Yaoyun School. Fu Xingyou was very curious about how Jiang Zhouyin could do it.

As if understanding the confusion in the hearts of the apprentices, Jiang Zhouyin slashed down with his sword sharply, and replied softly amidst a heart-piercing scream: "This is what I plan to teach you in the future. The way of heaven lies in mastery. The practice of not crossing the boundaries is completely self-imposed, the six realms complement each other, and there are rules to follow, for me, whether it is killing demons or catching ghosts, it makes no difference." As soon as the words fell into the river, Zhou Yin was about to slash his sword again, He was all aiming at those densely packed blurred faces, but when Huiyun fled in a panic, Jiang Zhouyin saw a pale, closed-eyed, but exceptionally delicate woman's face, she fell into it as if by accident, and fell asleep It seems that if you open your eyes, you must be intrigued.

Ghost Dancer...

For some reason, Jiang Zhouyin couldn't get rid of the sword aimed at Ghost Dancer's body. Huiyun turned around and ran away. They were all in pain, "呲啦啦" was emitting green smoke, and when the last tail drifted past his eyes, Jiang Zhouyin grabbed it without hesitation.

He just looked at Fu Xingyou, "Follow..." Then he disappeared into the miasma, almost as if disappearing out of thin air.

Fu Xingyou: "..."

Mu Xifeng: "Where's Master?!"

Fu Xingyou saw that Jiang Zhouyin did it on purpose, and he also understood his intentions. Huiyun was also injured last night, and today he is rampant again. Something must be repairing it. Jiang Zhouyin wanted to follow up to find out.

But can't... just say it in advance?

Mu Xifeng followed Fu Xingyou, seeing that he was running in a clear direction and very organized, he couldn't help asking: "Junior brother, how do you know this direction?"

Fu Xingyou replied in a flexible vertical leap: "Master has my jade on him, I can feel it."

Mu Xifeng: "Jade?"

"Well, there is my painstaking effort in it." After Fu Xingyou finished speaking, he suddenly turned to look at Mu Xifeng, with a vigilant and weird expression, "Brother, did you want to draw your sword just now?"

Mu Xifeng: "...No, my sword hilt is pretty, I like to touch it from time to time."

Fu Xingyou slightly distanced himself.

Afterwards, the two of them didn't speak any more, a kind of emotion that was about to come out and was hard to explain lingered in their hearts. There was an idea in Mu Xifeng's mind that was about to take shape, and he waved it away forcefully, as if once he took this step, there would be a Nothing ever comes back.

The main purpose of harming the same sect is to be punished by the sect's nine divisions...