Dressed as a male protagonist

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In the cave full of aura, Wei Ling's voice slowly spread: "I'm not Wei Ling."

Everyone's expressions were tense.

Nan Jinrong said: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense, the sect master knows that very well." Wei Ling looked at everyone with indifferent and alienated eyes for the first time, and said in an unhurried voice, "I'm not Wei Ling, so whoever I want to be with, I don't care. It doesn't matter. Shen Feng is mainly because he can't understand me, even if he kills me now."

"You're crazy!" Ming Lan wanted to get closer to Wei Ling, but Wei Ling waved her sleeve to block her back.

"Yes, I'm crazy. Anyone of you who wants to be crazy can also go to the bottom of the cliff and try it out to see what it's like. Will you be as crazy as me!!"

In the last sentence, Wei Ling suddenly raised his tone, with unspeakable hatred: "Just because I chose Yuan Lu to be my Taoist partner, you are going to treat me like this? Then why didn't you just kill me?! Do you know that?" How much suffering and pain do I have down there?! I watched the separation of the heaven and the earth, watched the sea turn into mulberry fields, watched the appearance of human beings, and everything changed; no one in the world can see me, and no one can feel me, I don’t Knowing whether I am dead, or burned to the point where only the wisp of consciousness is left, I want to shout, but I have no voice! I want to kill myself, but I have no hands!!!”

Following Wei Ling's words, everyone turned pale.Especially Nan Jinrong, Ming Lan, Shen Rang and others.

Wei Ling stared at Shen Rang intently, and said softly, "You might as well just kill me."

At least there will be no more pain and despair after death.

Wei Ling will never forget those tens of thousands of years, the loneliness and despair engraved into his soul forever!

Confusion appeared on Yun Ya's face.

Fuyao narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression unprecedentedly serious.

Minglan took a step forward and said, "Wei Ling, it's not what you think..."

Wei Ling looked at her: "What is that?"

It's not that he didn't give Shen Rang a chance to explain, but the other party's answer was only two words.In this case, what else would he think?

Thinking of this, Wei Ling only felt sad: "I, Wei Ling, make you so untrustworthy? Can't even give an explanation, need to cover up?"

Nan Jinrong closed his eyes, with a look of struggle on his face.After a while, he said softly, "If you want to know, I'll tell you..."

Minglan and Guanglingzi looked at each other, and Minglan looked at Yunya and Fuyao, and said, "Let's go back first, and let the sect master, Shen and Wei Ling have a good talk."

Fuyao said: "But Senior Sister, I also want to know what's going on."

Ming Lan raised her eyebrows and said, "What did you say?" Her voice was full of threats.

Guanglingzi held Minglan's hand, and said to Fuyao: "The reason why you and Yunya are kept from knowing about this is because Uncle Tianlan has been trained not to let Yunwu Peak and Baicao Peak get involved in this matter."

Fuyao raised his eyelids, and said "oh", "It turned out that Master Tianlan meant..." After saying that, Fuyao turned around and left.

Minglan and Guanglingzi led Yunya to follow.

For a while, only Wei Ling, Nan Jinrong and Shen Rang were left in the cave.

Nan Jinrong got up, changed from half kneeling to sitting cross-legged, his back straightened, and his eyes swept over Wei Ling's drooping eyebrows.

After a while, he said to Shen Rang, "Sit down too."

Shen Rang hesitated for a moment, then walked over slowly and sat down cross-legged in another place.

Nanjin Rongdao: "Since Wanzongmen founded the sect for tens of thousands of years, there have been many legends about the source of chaos. Some people say that as long as you get the fire of chaos, you can spy on the mysteries of heaven and earth, the mysteries of the universe, and gain supreme power. The universe is above the three thousand big worlds and billions of small worlds."

"Some people say that the source of chaos is the source of life. As long as you get it, you can get the secret of life and death, control the life and death of all things in the world, create life, and become the master of life."

"No one knows whether these legends are true or not. It's because no one has seen the source of chaos since the fall of the ancestor of Hongmeng." Nan Jinrong's voice was soft and slow, with a hint of desolation: "except The successive heads of the Wanzong Sect."

Following Nan Jinrong's explanation, Wei Ling sensed that a secret beyond his expectations was about to be unveiled. He was a little uncertain, or it could be said that he was a little apprehensive.

After all, the unknown always makes people curious and fearful at the same time.

Nan Jinrong said: "The source of chaos is the biggest secret of Wanzongmen, and it is also the most fundamental reason why Wanzongmen has existed for many years. In the year when I took over as the head, the master took me to Heishiya to see the source of chaos. Ontology, he told me that the source of chaos is actually a living body, which was born in chaos and existed for tens of thousands of years in the Hongmeng period before it possessed spiritual wisdom. After being enlightened by the ancestors of Hongmeng, it finally possessed complete spiritual wisdom and spirit body."

Wei Ling raised his eyes abruptly and looked at Nan Jinrong in disbelief.

Does the source of chaos have a spirit body? !

Nan Jinrong said: "The spirit body of the source of chaos is condensed by the fire of chaos, and it is the only inextinguishable fire in the world. If there is no accident, it can grow until it absorbs enough energy of chaos, and it will Immortal Ancestor Hongmeng was resurrected from the flames of chaos."

Wei Ling: "...resurrection?!!!"

Nan Jinrong nodded: "The source of chaos was sealed at the bottom of the Black Rock Cliff by Immortal Ancestor Hongmeng himself. He said that the source of chaos is the source of life. It can be resurrected and even create identical life forms."

No, the problem is not this.

Wei Ling's thoughts turned sharply, and he faintly felt that something was wrong.But this idea slipped too fast, he was just a flash, and he couldn't remember where the loophole was.

Nan Jinrong said: "3000 years ago, a traitor named Jin Yan came out of Wanzongmen. He stole the source of chaos, swallowed half of the fire of chaos, and knew the secret of the source of chaos. The elder at that time They wanted to kill him, but he fled to the heavens and took refuge in a foreign race. Since then, the secret of the source of chaos has been known to the king of gods. Destroy the hope of Hongmeng Immortal Ancestor's resurrection."

Wei Ling shook his head: "No, that's not right. Immortal Ancestor Hongmeng is not dead, he doesn't need to be resurrected." This is the setting in "Killing God", Immortal Ancestor Hongmeng is not dead.Wei Ling had an intuition that even if other settings were changed, this setting would never change.

Nan Jinrong's eyes were fixed.

Shen Rang said: "Did you see something at the bottom of the cliff?"

Wei Ling didn't expect that Shen Rang would take the initiative to talk to him, so he couldn't help but look up at him, and said softly, "What should I see?"

Shen Rang was silent for a while, and said: "If the senior brother who is in charge doesn't come, you can see a lot."

Wei Lingfu went to his heart, and said in a low voice: "Is this why you let me go down?"

But why not tell him directly?Otherwise, he wouldn't be unprepared...

His thoughts stopped abruptly, and Wei Ling suddenly had a terrifying conjecture that seemed absurd but extremely reasonable.

As if to verify his conjecture, Shen Rang shook his head suddenly, lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

Nan Jinrong sighed, "It's my fault. I failed to protect you, and it has nothing to do with Junior Brother Shen."

Wei Ling stood up abruptly: "It was I who asked to check why the flame of chaos was extinguished, and it has nothing to do with you!" It's just that he was stupid. He didn't ask the details of the "treasure" a few times at that time, so he went on rashly. This is no wonder who.

Nan Jinrong stood up, "Wei Ling..."

Wei Ling interrupted him: "I don't know why the flame of chaos went out, and I won't go down to investigate again. This matter is over, and there is no need for brother to explain."

Wei Ling left after speaking, and when he reached the entrance of the cave, someone grabbed his arm.

"Listen to what Senior Brother Sect Master has to say."

Wei Ling shook him off: "I don't want to hear it!" As if he could guess what Nan Jinrong would say next, Wei Ling refused to listen any longer.

Right now, he just wants to go back to Zuowang Peak and have a good rest.I don't want to hear any words or news about "the source of chaos", "fire of chaos" or "immortal ancestor of Hongmeng"!

Shen Rang stepped in front of him again, and said in a low voice: "Why didn't you listen? Or did you see something at the bottom of the cliff and remembered something? Wei Ling, you can't be with Yuan Lu, not just because of Yuan Lu's Identity, but also because of you and the head..."

"That's enough!" Wei Ling interrupted him abruptly, and said anxiously, "I said I'm not Wei Ling, don't you understand? I'm Wei Ling, Wei from He Nugui! I come from another world, I am the one who seized the house, an outsider, not the Wei Ling who is in love with the head of the Wanzong sect! Do you understand?"

Nan Jinrong's already pale face suddenly flushed unnaturally because of Wei Ling's words, and then spat out a mouthful of blood!

Shen Rang didn't bother to stop Wei Ling any longer, and he stepped back to support Nan Jinrong.

Wei Ling was originally standing with his back to Nan Jinrong, when he suddenly heard the movement behind him, and saw the shock and panic flashing in Shen Rang's eyes, he guessed what was going on in an instant, and turned around to look.

Nan Jinrong covered his mouth with one hand and coughed violently.Accompanied by the sound of coughing, the pattering blood leaked from between the fingers and fell on the ground, pattering, as if it couldn't flow out.

Wei Ling staggered over and grabbed Nan Jinrong's shoulder, trying to stop the bleeding, but he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, Wei Ling only felt that a knife penetrated into the bottom of his heart and broke his heart into pieces.

Afterwards, Shen Rang took out a pill and handed it to Nan Jinrong. Nan Jinrong took it, but the uncontrollable cough made him unable to take the medicine at all.

Wei Ling broke off Nan Jinrong's hand covering his mouth, took the medicine, stuffed it into Nan Jinrong's mouth without any explanation, pressed his chin to force him to swallow, and put another hand between his chest and abdomen , Transmit your own spiritual power into his body, and help him restrain the surging blood and spiritual power.

Shen Rang also put one hand on Nan Jinrong's vest, and cooperated with Wei Ling to appease and guide Nan Jinrong's spiritual power.

Unknowingly, the three sat down cross-legged at the same time, adjusted their spiritual power to the best state, and began to exchange and adjust their breath.As for Nan Jinrong's original spiritual power, as soon as it touches Wei Ling's spiritual flow, it will immediately return to the Dan Mansion obediently and abnormally, and then slowly flow into the meridians, nourishing Nan Jinrong's limbs little by little. Baike.

Shen Rang withdrew his hand at the right time, and instead of continuing to help, he sat cross-legged and guarded the two of them.

There was no time in the cave, and the three of them remained in this state until Nan Jinrong's spiritual power was functioning correctly and his qi and blood returned to normal, Wei Ling slowly withdrew his hand and opened his eyes.

Nan Jinrong opened his eyes at the same time, looking at Wei Ling with clear eyes.

I don't know why, but being looked at by such eyes, Wei Ling felt a sense of affection in his heart.

Perhaps it was affected by the consciousness of the original owner, or perhaps it was caused by Wei Ling's own guilt. At this moment, Wei Ling did not get up, but silently looked at Nan Jinrong, looking for his figure in the other's eyes.

Then, he saw himself in Nan Jinrong's black pupils.

Although small, it is extremely clear.It seemed that only he could be contained in these eyes, and there was no other person or thing.

At this moment, Wei Ling once again doubted the relationship between Nan Jinrong and the former Wei Ling.

With the sound of Xi Xi Suo Suo, Shen Rang slowly got up from the other side, walked over and squatted down, feeling Nan Jinrong's pulse.

"...Although the injury is under control, you must rest and adjust your breath, and you can't be stimulated anymore."

Hearing the word "stimulation", Wei Ling's heart skipped a beat, thinking that Shen Rang's words were meant for him.

Nan Jinrong finally took his eyes off Wei Ling when he heard the words, and said, "I will retreat after the spies from the peaks are removed."

Shen Rang said: "Brother's injury can't be delayed any longer, you should leave this matter to me."

Wei Ling said: "I will also assist Senior Brother Shen at the side, don't worry, Senior Brother Sect Master."

Nan Jinrong shook his head, as if he wanted to say something.Shen Rang said: "If you intervene, the senior brother in charge will be even more worried. This time in retreat, you and the senior brother in charge, on the one hand, you can help the senior brother suppress his injuries, on the other hand, I think your realm has improved very quickly, and your spirit But the strength can't keep up."

Wei Ling opened his mouth and said after a while, "Then I... go back and get ready."

Nan Jinrong's throat moved slightly, as if swallowing a mouthful of warm blood.Wei Ling's soles went numb, and he said immediately: "It's not for anything else, I just want to see Yehuo and Feici, and tell the disciples on the peak to ask Feile to take care of Feici for me when he comes back from Ci'en Temple." .”

This time, Shen Rang didn't say anything, but just looked at Wei Ling silently.

After a while, Nan Jinrong nodded slowly: "Okay."

Wei Ling stood up and left as if he had been pardoned.Shen Rang said, "Wei Ling."

Wei Ling turned around.Shen Rang said softly: "Don't blame me."

Wei Ling paused and turned slightly to look at him.

Shen Rang said: "Our junior brother, named Wei Ling, Wei of He Nugui, is not a Wei who slays demons and protects Taoism. It doesn't matter if you don't remember, we still remember."

Wei Ling didn't know how he got out of Lingyin Cave.

His footsteps were flimsy, and under the bright sun, he almost threw himself on the ground.

Seeing this, a passing disciple immediately stepped forward to catch him, shouting: "Uncle Wei! Uncle Wei!"

Wei Ling raised his head abruptly and asked him, "Uncle Wei? Which Wei?"

The disciple was stunned for a moment, and said, "Master Wei's Wei? What's wrong with Master Wei?"

Wei Ling broke free from his support, and hurriedly left.Until he walked far away, the disciple's voice was still lingering in his ears.

He said, Uncle Wei's Wei...

Wei Ling repeated in his heart, yes, besides this Wei, who else could there be?

In this world, there is only one sitting on the first seat of Wangwang Peak, and his name is Wei Ling, not Wei Ling.

Shen Rang was simply lying to him!

Summoning Li Xing, Wei Ling rushed towards Zuowang Peak like a bolt of lightning.

Zuowang Peak is still the same, the bamboo forest is surging, the breeze is blowing, the Lingquan flows in the bamboo forest, making the sound of ding-dong water, and the air is full of the fragrance of bamboo and grass.

Wei Ling couldn't wait to go room by room to find Lu Wuchen's location, so he immediately released his spiritual sense to find Lu Wuchen's location.

What he didn't expect was that Lu Wuchen was not in Siwangju.

Grabbing a disciple along the way, Wei Ling frowned and said, "Where's Yuan Lu?"

The disciple hurriedly saluted and replied: "Return to Master, Senior Brother Yuan Lu hasn't been out of his house these few days."

Hearing this, Wei Ling immediately knew that he would not be able to ask these disciples anything.

Lu Wuchen's cultivation base has already reached the Nascent Soul stage, even higher than Yunya's, if he wants to go out and forget his residence without anyone noticing, then none of the disciples on the peak will notice.

I asked about Bai Ying's whereabouts again, but the disciple had never even seen him.

Slightly disappointed to send the disciple away, Wei Ling frowned and looked at the bamboo forest not far away, secretly guessing where Lu Wuchen might go.

At this time, four days had passed since the conflict between Nan Jinrong and Lu Wuchen. Lu Wuchen was injured, so he shouldn't go down the mountain rashly, not to mention that he was on the mountain, no matter how angry he was, he would not really abandon himself.

Wei Ling expanded the scope of the scan, covering almost half of Zuowang Peak, and finally found something abnormal in the back mountain.

The back mountain is lush and lush, with towering old trees. Even in December, the branches and leaves are still luxuriant, covering almost no sunlight.

Finding Lu Wuchen in the cave where he rescued Lu Wuchen, Wei Ling was about to vomit blood from his embarrassment!

Not to mention that the many wounds on his body had not been cleaned and changed in the past few days, and even the internal injuries caused by Nan Jinrong, he had no intention of dealing with them. Instead, he let Nan Jinrong's spiritual power wreak havoc in his body.

After dragging the person out of the cave, Wei Ling took clean clothes, water, wound medicine, and some gauze from the storage bag, and began to help Lu Wuchen clean the wound, and then applied the medicine to bandage it.

After finishing all this, Wei Ling stretched out his hand to take off Lu Wuchen's clothes, and was about to put on clean clothes for him, when he was hugged and pressed|pressed under him.

Wei Ling said, "What are you doing?"

Lu Wuchen's complexion was pale, but his eyes were piercingly bright, as if filled with two will-o'-the-wisps, faint and chilly.

He spoke softly, with a faint coolness in his voice: "Of course it's what I want to do most in my life."

Noticing that Lu Wuchen's hand got into his clothes, Wei Ling quickly pressed his hand and said, "Calm down. You have injuries."

Lu Wuchen sneered, lowered his head and bit Wei Ling's lips, grinding like a hungry wolf.

Then, he pushed his tongue|head into Wei Ling's mouth, plundering and occupying it wantonly, without giving Wei Ling a chance to dodge at all.It wasn't until the smell of blood overflowed between the lips and teeth of the two that Lu Wuchen slowed down and began to lick/sweep slowly, swallowing their blood and saliva into their stomachs.

Wei Ling was so kissed that his brain was hypoxic, and his eyes turned black, so he could only tilt his neck slightly, trying to gain some breathing space.

Lu Wuchen pinched his waist, and heard his humming sound as he wished, so he let go of his lips and tongue, and then buried his head in kissing his collarbone, chest, and then a point in front of his chest.

Wei Ling looked at the sky covered by branches and leaves with red eyes, his whole body went limp from the numbness coming from his body, and his breathing became heavier.

He could feel Lu Wuchen's uneasiness, and wanted to make up for his negligence, but doing such a thing in such a place, he really... couldn't accept it.

At the moment when the pants were taken off, Wei Ling grabbed Lu Wuchen's hand and said softly, "That's it."

Lu Wuchen grabbed Wei Ling's wrist with his backhand, and exerted great force, as if he wanted to crush Wei Ling's hand bones: "How can I stop it? Can it be stopped?"

Wei Ling suddenly felt a little dazed in his heart - such a deep obsession really made him a little breathless.

"...I don't want to be a teacher."

Wei Ling repeated: "I don't want to do it as a teacher, do you understand?"

He did not forget Lu Wuchen's promise.Don't dare to forget.

Lu Wuchen laughed dryly twice, as if a low-pitched anger came from his chest: "Why, you allow Master to break the promise, but you don't allow me to go overboard?"

Wei Ling frowned, feeling a little helpless against Lu Wuchen's anger and words: "Which eye or ear of yours saw or heard that the teacher broke his promise?"

"Since the teacher has decided to be with you, he will not regret it, let alone let you go. You must always remember this."

Holding the back of Lu Wuchen's head with the other hand, and pressing down, Wei Ling raised his head and kissed the corner of his eyes, and said, "But being a teacher is not a casual cultivator with no worries, but the head seat of Sitting Wangfeng. As a teacher, you have your own brothers and sisters, teachers and friends you care about, and justice and ethics that you care about. Do you understand?"

"On your and my affairs, I can insist on staying with you despite the objections of your uncles and uncles, but all of this is under the condition that you believe in me and fight with me."

Wei Ling knew that what he said was somewhat unfair to Lu Wuchen.But at this moment, he really couldn't make any more choices.

It is impossible to give up the brothers and sisters of Wan Zongmen; it is impossible for him to give up Lu Wuchen.

This kind of dilemma is a kind of torment for him, he really doesn't want to have to deal with Lu Wuchen's harsh words and desires at this time.

Maybe he is hypocritical, but at this moment, he really wants to get Lu Wuchen's support and understanding, what's more, he wants to be soft-spoken and depended on.

From the torture and suffering at the bottom of the Black Rock Cliff, to the words Shen Rang uttered, to being forced by Lu Wuchen, Wei Ling's only weakness in his two lifetimes was gradually exposed.

On the surface, Wei Ling left the Lingyin Cave and went straight to Zuowangju to check on Lu Wuchen's injuries; in fact, he was just looking for support, or a reason to persevere.

But Lu Wuchen disappointed him.

Compared with Nan Jinrong's forbearance and concession, Lu Wuchen at this time is like a lunatic who has lost his mind, and he does it when he is suppressed, completely disregarding his wishes and mood.

This makes his confrontation with Nam Jin Jung et al seem ridiculous.

The cool December wind swept across his body, and the withered grass on the ground bent his waist, slightly brushing Wei Ling's temples, forcing him to close his eyes.

The delicate kisses fell down, a little less violent and rude, and a little more distressed and pity.

"Master, I'm sorry..."

Lu Wuchen hugged Wei Ling tightly, kissed|kissed him, and apologized: "I've been waiting for you in the room for a long time, but I haven't waited, I thought..."

Lu Wuchen didn't say any more, just kept saying "I'm sorry".

Wei Ling's eyelashes trembled slightly, but they did not open after all.

Lu Wuchen panicked, quickly took his clothes and covered Wei Ling, hugged him and said, "Master, you can scold me, you can hit me, don't just keep talking."

Wei Ling ignored him, and he continued: "I'm sorry, Master, I really know I was wrong..."

The cool wind continued to blow around the two of them, Lu Wuchen suddenly said: "Master, my heart hurts..."

Lu Wuchen's originally energetic voice gradually became depressed, as if he was enduring some great pain.

Wei Ling immediately opened his eyes and looked at him.

Lu Wuchen was lying beside Wei Ling, with blood on the corners of his lips and bright black eyes: "Master..."

Wei Ling stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, felt it for a while, and said, "Where did you say it hurts?"

Lu Wuchen said: "My heart hurts." As he said, he took Wei Ling's hand and put it on his heart.

Wei Ling sneered, and didn't break free, but when it reached his heart, he ruthlessly grabbed the protrusion of his left chest——

Lu Wuchen took a deep breath, stifled the voice in his throat, and looked at Wei Ling with pulsating eyes.

Wei Ling raised his eyebrows: "My heart hurts?"

Lu Wuchen stared at Wei Ling intently, and gave a soft "hmm".

Wei Ling slowly opened his loose undershirt, brushed his fingers lightly over his chest, and said, "How much does it hurt?"

Before Lu Wuchen could answer, Wei Ling said, "I'll take a look for you, Master."

As Wei Ling spoke, he propped himself up with one hand, turned his head sideways and pressed on Lu Wuchen's chest, first slowly brushed the tip of his tongue over the protrusion on the left, and then bit it hard with his teeth.

Lu Wuchen gasped, and suddenly reached out to grab Wei Ling's arm, and said, "Master..."

Wei Ling held the bulge in his mouth, and let out the word "um" from his nasal cavity.

Lu Wuchen couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to use his strength to push him down, but Wei Ling suddenly sat up, stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes, and said, "How is it? Does it still hurt?"

Lu Wuchen's breathing was stagnant, and after a long while, he silently swallowed his desire/fire, and said: "...It's much better."

Wei Ling said, "Since you're much better, what are you doing lying down?"

Lu Wuchen lay on the ground unwilling to move.

He didn't know that there was a word called heart block in the 21st century, but at this moment, he did have a feeling of heart block.

After waiting for a long time, Lu Wuchen slowly got up from the ground, sorted out the few clothes left on his body, and picked up the coat beside him to put on.

After he finished dressing, Wei Ling sighed in his heart, and said softly, "The Realm of Outer Heaven is about to open. I'm going to retreat as a teacher. Take care of yourself."

Lu Wuchen looked at him and said, "Master himself?"

Wei Ling let out a "hmm".

Lu Wuchen said: "Since it's a one-person retreat, Master doesn't mind taking me with you."

Wei Ling's heart skipped a beat, he blinked slowly, and said, "The depths of the Lingyin Cave can only be entered by the peak masters of the peaks."

Lu Wuchen said: "That is to say, the master master will also be inside?"

Wei Ling said, "It's not in a spiritual cave."

Lu Wuchen said: "It's just a wall, it can stop anything. What's more, whether there is a wall between Master and him is unknown."

Wei Ling reprimanded, "What nonsense."

Lu Wuchen smiled a little coldly: "Master, have you forgotten, there is a beauty fragrance in my body."

Wei Ling's pupils shrank, and said: "...Since you have the fragrance of beauty in your body, there is no need to be afraid. Anyway, you can see it wherever you are."

Lu Wuchen: "I'm not worried about the master, but the people who retreat with the master."

Wei Ling frowned: "Your sect master is seriously injured."

Lu Wuchen said: "Master, why didn't you ask him why he was injured so badly?"

Wei Ling squinted at Lu Wuchen through the dappled sunlight: "What do you mean?"

Lu Wuchen said: "His qi and blood reversed, and his spiritual power burst out. He seemed to be insane. In fact, it was because his natal magic weapon was destroyed, which caused damage to his original soul, and he couldn't suppress the spiritual power in his body. The situation of force burst."

Wei Ling said: "No matter what the injury was for, it is a fact that his injury is serious."

Lu Wuchen smiled and said, "Well, Master is right. Regardless of the reason or process, the important thing is the result."

Wei Ling felt that Lu Wuchen's words were a little strange.

"What do you want to say."

It's really not like Lu Wuchen's style to hide and hide.

Lu Wuchen said: "I just want to tell Master that the master's injury is a bit strange. Master, you should be careful."

Wei Ling was silent for a moment, and said: "Okay. Be careful as a teacher, and you also take care of yourself."

Then, Wei Ling asked about Bai Ying's situation, knowing that he had returned to the Forest of Silence by himself, and felt a little strange.

"Didn't he say that he would take the teacher to the Forest of Silence?"

Lu Wuchen said: "Master has rejected him, so it doesn't make sense for him to keep it."

Wei Ling said, "Did you tell him something?"

Lu Wuchen's eyes flickered slightly, and he slowly smiled and said, "What can I say... at most, tell him that I am with Master."

Tell him that I'm with Master... I'll fuck it!

Thinking of the beating expression on Bai Ying's face, Wei Ling felt a pain in his head.

"Okay, what are you talking about with him?"

Lu Wuchen sat up straight, put one hand on his bent leg, and said: "You can't tell people outside, you can only tell people around you. Some things need to be shared. After all, I'm happy, and Bai Ying will do it for me." Happy."

Wei Ling looked sideways: "...Bai Ying is really happy?"

Lu Wuchen said: "Why are you unhappy?" He helped Bai Ying solve the number one rival in love, how could Bai Ying be unhappy?

Wei Ling couldn't figure out what Lu Wuchen was thinking, so he shook his head and said, "You can be happy if you say so. It's a pity that my master hasn't had time to let him bring a few words to the wolf...to Lord Zhaoyue."

Lu Wuchen said: "Master, if you have anything to say, just tell me. I will send a message to Bai Ying and ask him to tell it."

Wei Ling thought for a while, and said, "Tell Lord Zhaoyue that I will find him in the Forest of Silence after the Outer Realm, and ask him to take care of his body."

Lu Wuchen said: "Will you take me with you?"

Wei Ling almost showed a disgusted expression: "Take you and take you, who will you take if you don't take you?" Shifang Tieyanling is still waiting for the protagonist in the forest of annihilation, who will he take if he doesn't take Lu Wuchen?

Hearing this, Lu Wuchen's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to approach Wei Ling, Wei Ling suddenly stood up from the ground, put away the medicine and water on the ground, handed the soiled clothes to Lu Wuchen, and said, "If you really hold back If you are in a hurry or in a hurry, you can wash your clothes and cook."

It was just a joke, but Wei Ling did not expect that Lu Wuchen would put away his clothes seriously, and said to him: "Master, don't worry, I will take care of Siwangju clean and tidy, and then wait for Master to put away his clothes." return."

Wei Ling laughed, "Good boy."

Wei Ling seldom smiled in front of Lu Wuchen. When he smiled like this, Lu Wuchen couldn't hold back immediately. He stood up suddenly and hugged Wei Ling into his arms, and kissed him endlessly.

The two parted lips, Wei Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's endless, right?"

Lu Wuchen bit his ear and said, "Master doesn't understand."

Wei Ling remained silent, letting Lu Wuchen mess around for a while, and then led him to Zuowangju.

He understands what Lu Wuchen means, and also knows that the relationship between the two is unequal and unfair, but this kind of thing is not something he can subjectively decide.Furthermore, Wei Ling always felt that his desire for that aspect was not very strong, so he secretly estimated that even if his relationship with Lu Wuchen deepened in the future, he would not expect much about sex.

After coming out of Zuowang Peak, Wei Ling didn't say hello to other brothers and sisters, but went directly to Baicao Peak.

Yehuo was still in a comatose state, but Feici woke up once, but Fuyao gave him medicine to help him rebuild his bones, making him fall into a coma again, saying that this would be more helpful for his subsequent treatment .

After finding Fuyao in the medicine pavilion, Wei Ling immediately asked, "How did the head brother get hurt?"

Fuyao raised his head from the pile of books, and when he saw Wei Ling, he immediately put down the book and said, "Didn't I tell you that it was hurt by spies from a foreign race."

Wei Ling knocked on the bookshelf, a little sullenly: "You tell me, when did Wan Zongmen get in with such a powerful spy, and even destroy the natal magic weapon of the senior brother of the sect?"

Fuyao said: "Who told you?"

Wei Ling: "Is this important?"

Fuyao walked over and suddenly smiled: "Of course it's important. If you don't say it, then the senior brother will think I told you. I can't bear the anger of the senior brother."

Wei Ling gave him a sideways glance: "Senior Brother Sect Leader is not that kind of person."

Fuyao said: "It's not that kind of person for you, but for the rest of us, it's not that gentle and amiable."

Wei Ling couldn't help interrupting him: "Stop talking nonsense, the sect master brother is a bit harsh, but he's not that unreasonable. I saw this myself."

Fuyao said: "Can you see it?"

Wei Ling nodded: "A few hours ago, the brother in charge of the sect suffered an attack of injury, and I discovered it when I was healing him."

Fuyao's expression paused: "Are you mad at him again?"

Wei Ling's face turned blue: "What do you mean I'm mad at him again?"

Fuyao said: "Okay, calm down, my brother Wei. That's what I said, don't get excited."

After a pause, Fuyao said: "But I'm serious, the brother in charge has hurt the root this time, you can't... stimulate him anymore. You can let go of the matter with Yuan Lu, anyway, you are in the sect. Inside the door, he is your apprentice again, so he can't run away. For the time being, you should let go of the senior brother who is the head of the door, and beg him after he recovers from his injuries."

Wei Ling frowned slightly: "What kind of bad idea did you come up with... If you let go of your mouth and then go back on your word, aren't you afraid of making the brother in charge so angry that your injury will relapse?!"

Fu Yao laughed and said, "With me here, how could it be so easy to relapse."

Wei Ling didn't want to entangle him with this issue, and said, "Don't change the subject, I just want to know how the brother in charge got hurt, so I won't talk too much about it."

Fuyao said: "You really want to know?"

Wei Ling looked at the medical skills, pharmacopoeia, and all kinds of bottles and jars on the other side, and said, "Should you tell me?"

Fuyao had a bad feeling: "What?"

Wei Ling's fingertips crackled and a flash of lightning flashed: "The medicine here... is very precious, right?"

Fuyao's face turned pale: "No, Senior Brother Wei, I'll tell you if you want to know, these are my lifelines."

Wei Ling laughed from the bottom of his heart, but on his face he said calmly: "How did the master's talisman get destroyed? Who are the spies? Why do you keep it from me?"

Fuyao sighed, and said, "I'm really scared of you. I never saw you dare to ask other senior brothers and sisters..." Seeing Wei Ling's unkind eyes looking over, Fuyao took a step back, sat on the wooden bench under the bookshelf and said , "Brother Sect Master refined a natal magic weapon a long time ago, called Hunyuan Pearl. That thing can save a life at a critical moment, and it can also transport people thousands of miles."

Wei Ling's complexion changed, Fuyao pretended not to see it, and continued: "You know I got started later than you, and I have never seen this magic weapon, so its origin and function are all told by other senior brothers and sisters."

"A few days ago, the senior brother of the sect leader sensed that something happened to you, and immediately ordered the senior brother Shen to act as the head of the sect, and wanted to go down the mountain to find you in person. Of course, my senior brothers and sisters and I disagreed, so we had a dispute with the senior brother of the sect master. At that time, he said, "Junior Wei's talisman is warning." At first I didn't quite understand what he meant, but Senior Brother Shen and Senior Sister Minglan changed their expressions and stopped blocking the senior brother. .”

Fuyao looked at Wei Ling, and said slowly: "But on the second day after the head brother went down the mountain, there was a problem with the head seal in the sect... At that time, Senior Sister Minglan and Brother Guang Lingzi followed the head brother , before they understood what was going on, the sect master was suddenly seriously injured."

"Senior Sister Minglan and Brother Guang Lingzi helped the head brother stabilize his injury in time and brought him back to the sect. I knew something was wrong the moment I saw it... The natal magic weapon is closely connected with the monk's soul. The problem is that the primordial soul is damaged at the slightest, and the body explodes and dies at the worst, so although the natal magic weapon is extremely powerful, few people in the world of cultivating immortals actually refine any natal magic weapon."

"Senior Brother Sect Master deliberately concealed the destruction of his talisman, so he declared that he was injured by spies. Afterwards, despite everyone's dissuasion, he forcibly opened the Floating Mirror to investigate your situation... the next thing, you probably I can guess."

Wei Ling's lips were pale, and it was a long time before he said in a trembling voice: "The Hunyuan Pearl... is it on me?"

Fuyao said: "Of course it's on you." As if Wei Ling's stimulation was not strong enough, Fuyao added, "Don't you know how the head brother treats you? He put the magic weapon of his life on you for the purpose Obviously, it is to protect your safety. But you came back well, and you still look like you don’t know what happened... Senior Brother Wei, you don’t take the matter of Senior Brother Sect Master too seriously, do you? ?”

Wei Ling's mind was in chaos, and he subconsciously said, "I thought it was just a magic weapon to save my life, so I left it to Ye Huo..."

Yes, it was left to Yehuo... If it was left to Yehuo, why would it be destroyed? !

Wei Ling looked at Fuyao: "What happened to Yehuo? Is he really still in a coma?"

Fu Yao slightly raised his eyebrows: "You didn't bring him back? The murloc's poison is difficult to cure. I don't know what method you used to save his life, but I really have nothing to do to make him wake up." .”

Wei Ling clenched his fists: "What the hell is going on..." Could it be that Ye Huo accidentally lost the Hunyuan Pearl and was picked up by the Wu Clan people, thereby harming the senior brother in charge?

Fuyao said: "What are you thinking?"

Wei Ling held on to the bookshelf beside him, and all kinds of emotions surged in his heart one after another, making him almost breathless: "I... I don't know that it is the natal magic weapon of the senior brother..."

Fuyao said: "Know what, so what if you don't know? If you care about the senior brother, you should protect what he gave you, not like now."

Wei Ling closed his eyes, and said in a soft voice, "You're right... I'm such an asshole..."

Regardless of whether it is the talisman of the senior brother in charge, he should not give away such a thing.Even if the opponent is Ye Huo.

It's like he's handing over the life of the head brother to someone else.

Probably Wei Ling's complexion was too ugly, Fuyao couldn't help but said: "I didn't mean to blame you when I said this. It's just that you should think about it carefully and don't be angry with the senior brother. He treats you well. , That's really good. I've never seen a person in my life who can do this to another person. If it wasn't for the sect master who never revealed that he had that kind of intention towards you, I would have thought..."

Wei Ling interrupted him: "That's just what you think!"

Fearing that Fuyao would say something he would not accept, Wei Ling turned around