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

"I'm almost done, what about you? What are you going to do to help me save Linglan?" Chen Jun looked at Jiang Zhouyin. Taking the wrong path to keep his lover's spiritual body, according to the previous plan, he might really be able to win three yuan in a row, and become a generation of famous ministers who assist the king and plan for the future.

Hearing the words, Jiang Zhouyin looked at Yanyue, the goblin was still fascinated by a half-smile, and had no intention of leaving, so Jiang Zhouyin gave up the idea of ​​taking out the magic weapon, Yanyue would probably snatch it, No one in the Six Realms knows that the leader of the Lingtian League once went to a secret realm to search for treasures, and later got the thousand-eyed pot, but when he was seriously injured, he was picked up by the demon master, and he succeeded in winning the treasure.

"Ghost Dancer is now being cultivated in the magic weapon, and the magic weapon is in my body. I will stay in Baofeng City for a while until I can peel off Linglan's spirit body and give it to you." Jiang Zhouyin said seriously.

Chen Jun stood up staggeringly, like a person who had been wandering for a long time finally caught a piece of driftwood, he nodded in a daze: "Okay..."

Yanyue smiled: "Isn't that right, Immortal Zhouyin." He said so, and what he thought in his heart was that once Jiang Zhouyin took out the magic weapon, he would pick up the leaks if he could. Those who see have a share, and the strong are respected!" As for the face, he can temporarily lose it, but Jiang Zhouyin's life or death is another matter, he can't forcefully invade Jiang Zhou in front of Elder Wan Shu and Xiao Zheng. Yin's soul was of a different nature, Yaozun smacked his lips and reluctantly gave up, he had to go back, Lu Zhongran and Mozun were waiting.

Thinking about it this way, Yan Yue asked Fen Tian: "Are you together, nephew?"

Mozun Luyuan now intends to train Fen Tian, ​​and will take him with him on many occasions.

However, Fen Tian's gaze fell on Jiang Zhouyin, and was blocked by Fu Xingyou immediately after.

However, he blocked Fen Tian's gaze on this side, while Jiang Shuo's eyes were focused on that side.

Fu Xingyou: "..."

"You wait for me!" Fen Tian said suddenly, "I'll be back as soon as the Three Realms meeting is over."

Jiang Zhouyin thought about what he said: "Young master, we have already made it clear..."

As soon as the words fell, Fentian disappeared into a stream of light as if escaping, and the Yaozun followed closely behind. Before leaving, he even gave Jiang Zhouyin a wink: "There is a rich love history, Immortal Zhouyin~"

"..."

Xiao Zheng thought of Song Shaoan and the others who were still waiting, "I'll go first too."

The breeze blew past, and it seemed that what it brought was not warmth, but embarrassment.

"That Fen Tian likes you?" Jiang Shuo suddenly became angry.

Jiang Zhouyin couldn't bear it anymore, he finally beat himself to death in the long-term ease, and uncontrollably vented his anger on Jiang Shuo: "How old are you? You know how to like a hammer! The matter of Baofeng City has been resolved, You hurry back to the Haoran League."

"Why should I answer? Why are you guilty?" Jiang Shuo suddenly raised his voice, chasing after Jiang Zhouyin: "You clearly said..."

"I'm teasing you." Jiang Zhouyin interrupted, rubbing the center of his brows with a headache, "I didn't know what was going on with you at the time, but you insisted on drawing a clear line with me, emphasizing that you don't like men every day. Why, do I like it? You don’t like me and I don’t like it, just right, and you still remember the joke between men?”

Jiang Shuo seemed to be frozen, and after a while, his five sense organs flew around, and he retorted hoarsely: "Is it my fault? Can this be my fault? I was young at the time, and I didn't understand it very well, but you! Why are you so fine to me? Okay? Send me pastries today and help me vent my anger tomorrow. Knowing that I was afraid of the dark for a while, I took my sleeve robe and sent me back to the water pavilion. When I can't hold it back...you said it was just a joke..."Jiang Shuo's voice Gradually depressed, crying, after all, the first love flower in the cultivation career was snuffed out by Jiang Zhouyin as soon as it bloomed, it is not sad that it is fake, the youthful heart, has always been honest.

Jiang Zhouyin was a little at a loss, bowed slightly, and stared at Jiang Shuo: "Crying? Really crying? I didn't..."

"You bastard! Scumbag!" Jiang Shuo suddenly raised his head and roared with tears all over his face, then turned and ran away.

There was dead silence all around.

Jiang Zhouyin raised his head subconsciously, but Fu Xingyou's expression of desire to survive made him ignore it, and the big apprentice couldn't say a word, "I didn't..." Jiang Zhouyin looked away, and met Chen Jun's deeply scrutinizing eyes.

"..." Damn it.

The only one who can accommodate emotions freely is Elder Wan Shu. His face is rosy and his eyes are shining, and he is writing vigorously.

"Elder!" Jiang Zhouyin couldn't bear it anymore: "Go back!"

Unexpectedly, Wan Shu raised his head, with a very serious expression, and tapped Chen Jun with a brush: "Even if you separate Lily of the Valley's spirit body, there is no guarantee that she will still be conscious. help you guys."

Jiang Zhouyin's eyes flashed when he heard the words, and Wan Shu felt compassion for Chen Jun.

Perhaps Jiang Zhouyin's face was too ugly, and Li Suian didn't say some things, and the group just stayed in Chen's house.

At that time, Jiang Zhouyin walked past Zhu Zirong, facing a bloody woman with a strong desire to survive, his footsteps did not stop at all, because of the overwhelming power in Baofeng City, for those love|desires who could not get on the stage , wanton violence, how can lily of the valley be guilty?That rainy night, Chen Jun, who was full of love and hope, came back, only to see Lily of the Valley covered in bruises and purple corpses. The morality of the sages and sages he had learned was completely shattered.

The karma in the world does not depend on the quantity, but only on the depth of the fetters of hatred. Baofeng City lost Chen Jun and Ling Lan first, so it is no wonder that Chen Jun is cruel and merciless, using the lifeblood of the whole city as a sacrifice.

Jiang Zhouyin really needed to use his soul to strip out Linglan's spirit body. Ghost Dancer was actually her name mixed with those dozens of undead. Jiang Zhouyin peels off a little at most every day, or saves a dead soul, which takes a lot of effort.

This day Jiang Zhouyin sat in the courtyard for a whole day, and only slowly opened his eyes in the evening, his face was covered with sweat, someone handed him a square handkerchief.

Jiang Zhouyin looked up and saw that it was Fu Xingyou.

In fact, he was a little embarrassed, and was called a "scumbag" in front of his apprentice.My face is gone.

"How is it?" Fu Xingyou seemed not to care, and sat down beside Jiang Zhouyin.

Their shoulders were next to each other, Jiang Zhouyin was already weak, but when he sensed that Fu Xingyou intended to support him, he simply leaned forward gently, "Hurry up."

"Hmm." Half of Fu Xingyou's face was covered by the setting sun, and half of his face was sunk in the shadow of the backside, with a strange sense of division.He seemed to be very calm, and it seemed that some kind of emotion had reached a critical point, just waiting for an opportunity to explode.

Jiang Zhouyin noticed it a little bit, but he was so sleepy, his head tilted a little bit, and then lightly knocked on Fu Xingyou's shoulder.

After Yu Hui watched quietly, Fu Xingyou's heartbeat went from calm at the beginning to unstoppable acceleration, buzzing viscera and blood, he looked slightly sideways, and saw Jiang Zhouyin's soft and handsome outline, a lock of black hair floating on the young man's body. On the cheek, Fu Xingyou was worried about waking him up, so he immediately stretched out his hands to straighten it out, but it's over?The touch of the skin on his hand made him gradually ignore everything around him. Fu Xingyou only lingered in timidity and ethics for a moment, and then put it on again.

This time the touch felt more real.

The halo slowly moved along his fingers on Jiang Zhouyin's face.

Finally, the fingertips rested on the thin lips.

There is no longer any hesitation.

Fu Xingyou pressed his thumb gently, but the veins on the back of his hand were raised. His eyes were focused and hot, and he stroked it twice.

This is by no means what a normal disciple should do to his master.

Fu Xingyou's soul was ignited, and the consequence of taking this step was that he was no longer satisfied with this.

A sharp and shocked gaze finally couldn't be hidden, Fu Xingyou's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Mu Xifeng's cold face suddenly.

Mu Xifeng has always been caring and modest to Fu Xingyou, this is the first time his eyes have shown a chill.

Looking at each other for a long time, the night swallowed up the last light, and even the gentle wind just now became strange, gently blowing their hair, and then lightly swept out from the eaves of the Chen's house, rushing towards the vast and dark sky.

Fu Xingyou nodded slightly at Mu Xifeng, then carried Jiang Zhouyin back to the room.

Putting Jiang Zhouyin down, the young man seemed to be unconscious, but Fu Xingyou sighed softly: "Master..."

Fu Xingyou went out.

Almost as soon as the door was closed, Jiang Zhouyin opened his eyes. His spiritual world should have been greatly shocked, and his pupils trembled slightly.