The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

At the back of the mountain, the moonlight elongated the shadow of the two of them embracing each other. Ling Yugeng smelled the faint fragrance of Chu Shun, mixed with another strange faint fragrance, like a blooming white lotus.

He is like an old system, too slow to react, just relying on instinct to act.

Not far away, a staggered tree fell together, and there seemed to be a rustling sound. Ling Yugeng hugged Chu Shun and looked up.

The wind blew through the mountains, and the leaves rustled as they rubbed against each other. It was a little scary to hear in the silent forest in the middle of the night.

"Master." Chu Shun called softly in his ear.

Ling Yugeng came back to his senses.

"Let's go," he said.

Ling Yugeng: "Yes."

He let go of Chu Shun, and when he was leaving, for some reason, he always felt that there was some violation. He looked back again, and his right fingertips were gently hooked, and he looked back.

Chu Shun raised his eyes and glanced at him, then dodged away again, with a subtle light flowing in his eyes, a trace of fearlessness in his shyness, a slight smile on his lips, his clear face was stained with beauty.

Ling Yugeng didn't think about the subtle disobedience anymore, his eyes fell on the unsheathed sword in Chu Shun's other hand, "Put the sword away first."

"Okay." Chu Shun obediently responded, very obedient.

Ling Yugeng's fingertips curled slightly, and he held the hand that hooked his fingertips cautiously and tentatively.

Back to the residence, it was already late at night.

The two figures parted, Ling Yugeng stood at the gate of the side courtyard, Chu Shun turned his head three times at every step, as if he was reluctant to part with him, but also as if he was confirming whether he was still there.

"Rest early." Ling Yugeng's deep voice carried a soothing breath.

Chu Shun gave a low "hmm".

Seeing Chu Shun's back not entering the door, Ling Yugeng turned around and left after the door was closed. Instead of going back to his residence, he went to Zangshu Pavilion instead.

There have been a lot of things going on in the realm of cultivation recently. After discussing with the elders today, he will teach the sect disciples personally in two days, so that the disciples can strengthen their cultivation.

In the Zangshu Pavilion, Ling Yugeng sat behind the table, turned a page of the book in his hand, read it for a while, lowered his head to his forehead, remembered Chu Shun's expression when he returned to the room, seemed to want to keep him, hesitant to speak I didn't say it.

The candlelight flickered, Ling Yugeng lowered his eyes, and the hidden and unspeakable emotions in his heart were intertwined. He raised his hand to caress the position of his heart, and a few traces of bewilderment flashed in his emotionless eyes.

Why... still can't calm down.

The heart kept beating on the chest, and the rhythm was chaotic. Neither Chu Shun nor Chu Shun had this feeling before in the back mountain.

It's like opening a taboo program before, it got stuck with a bug, and it didn't work properly. Only when I realized it afterwards did I realize what it was like to open that Pandora's box.

Ling Yugeng lowered his head, put his elbows on the table, and covered his face with his palms.

That's what it's like to be a human being.

It's so...mysterious, indescribable.

"It's fake, it's all lying to you..." Chu Shun coaxed a voice from the bottom of his heart, "He just wants to stabilize you."

Chu Shun: "He loves me."

"He can't love anyone."

Chu Shun: "Shut up!"

"He's lying to you."

In the room, the person on the bed tossed and turned. When he woke up, there was fine sweat all over his forehead, and his hair stuck to his cheeks. He was dressed roughly, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and his clothes were wet with sweat.

It was still gray outside the window, Chu Shun stretched out his hand to touch the bed a few times, and touched the soft brocade bag under the pillow, the cloth of the brocade bag has become very soft because people often touch it.

He was lying on his side on the bed, his black hair falling obliquely from behind.

……

As the sky was getting brighter, Ling Yugeng stayed in the Library Pavilion all night. At dawn, he looked up at the sky outside, took the books in his hand to the bookshelf on the other side, and put the books back on the shelf.

Suddenly, there was a sound of slight footsteps coming across the bookshelf.

When Ling Yugeng walked to one side, the sound of footsteps followed, and when Ling Yugeng stopped, the sound of footsteps also stopped.

On the other side of the bookshelf, white and reddish fingers caressed the books on the bookshelf, walking in rhythm with the man's footsteps.

"Chu Shun." Ling Yugeng called out his name at once.

Chu Shun paused his hand on the book, walked over to the other end of the bookshelf, and saw Ling Yugeng holding a book in the middle of the bookshelf, "Master."

"When did you come?"

"Just now." Chu Shun said, "Today it's my disciple's turn to clean the Library Pavilion."

This library pavilion is an important place, and ordinary outer disciples can't come in, but there is no need to clean it, let alone Chu Shun's turn, presumably he ordered his disciple to let Chu Shun go to his place to clean it yesterday, so that the disciple mistook him for him He wanted to make things difficult for Chu Shun.

"It's so early." Ling Yugeng looked at Chu Shun's not-so-good face, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Perhaps that disciple of the sword is not good at controlling it," Chu Shun said.

Ling Yugeng saw a few red marks on the back of his hand, stepped forward, picked up his hand, and saw a few scratches.

"It should have been accidentally scratched last night." Chu Shun looked at Ling Yugeng's drooping eyebrows, and when Ling Yugeng's fingertips touched his wound, his hands trembled, he retracted his hands, and put his back behind his back.

Ling Yugeng looked up and saw that he turned his head in embarrassment, "My disciple is fine."

Ling Yugeng looked at him for a while.

Chu Shun's eyes wandered, "What's wrong?"

Ling Yugeng turned his face away, "You know, you have a bad habit."

Chu Shun glanced into Ling Yugeng's cold eyes, then lowered his eyes again, "What?"

"Hide me." Ling Yugeng said.

Chu Shun: "I...not."

"Then look at me."

Chu Shun's eyelashes fluttered a few times like feathers, his fair face was like a fragile paper, and there was a camouflage that could be broken at a poke. He stretched his lips and looked at Ling Yugeng for a long time. When avoiding his sight, Ling Yugeng asked him aloud.

"What did you see?" Ling Yugeng asked.

Chu Shun: "Master wants me...to see what?"

"Look at me."

"The disciple has seen it."

"Does it look good?"

Asking this sentence in a deep and indifferent voice made Chu Shun stunned for a moment.

"Master...it is very good-looking." He said.

"It looks good, why don't you look at it?" Ling Yugeng let go of his face.

Chu Shun: "..."

He stared straight at Ling Yugeng, his eyes fell on the skirt of his clothes, his eyes were churning, his breath changed for a moment, mixed with the desire to destroy, he tilted his head, his eyes fell In a corner of the bookshelf, pulling out the feather duster in his hand, he changed the subject and said, "Is Master hungry?"

The shadow came over, Chu Shun turned sideways, took a step back, and leaned against the edge of the bookshelf.

The eyes of the two intersected, Chu Shun licked his lips, then pursed it again, and then, his wrist was lightly tapped by the cool fingertips.

"If you squeeze it again, you will be bald." Ling Yugeng said.

Chu Shun: "...Oh."

He put down his hand to pick up the feather duster.

A strand of hair around his ear was messed up, Ling Yugeng hooked his fingertips across the tip of his ear, Chu Shun's face remained unchanged, the other ear was as usual, but the touched ear was a little red.

He leaned back against the bookshelf, a volume of books was dangling on the edge of the bookshelf, Ling Yugeng raised his hand, raised his head and pressed the book back, lowered his head, and met Chu Shun's clear eyes.

It was quiet all around, Chu Shun raised his chin, his dry throat rolled.

It's not that I haven't seen it so closely before, but when I know that the relationship has changed, my mentality will be different.

The phoenix eyes seem to have hidden hooks, tickling people's hearts one after another, instigating people to do some bad things.

They were not the only ones who came to Zangshu Pavilion so early today. It was common for monks to get up early and practice late.

Faint voices came over.

"Did you see it?"

"You mean..."

"Yes, it's the back mountain. I don't know what will happen when Elder Meng finds out..."

"That mountain is the lifeblood of Elder Meng—you think, could this be the attack of the demons?"

"I heard that in the four major sects, many disciples have been recruited, and several disciples have their spiritual roots completely destroyed!"

The sound of their footsteps approaching, Ling Yugeng glanced to the side and backed away.

A "click" sounded.

The feather duster in Chu Shun's hand fell to the ground. He grabbed Ling Yugeng's skirt, leaned forward and kissed the corner of his lips, moved his lips, but did not make a sound, but Ling Yugeng saw his words clearly.

——Disciple Yu Yue.

Ling Yugeng touched the corner of his lips lightly with his fingertips, and looked at the person opposite him lightly.

After being watched for a long time, Chu Shun showed a little uneasy expression.

Ling Yugeng lowered his head, touched the tip of his nose with him, moved past his face, and put his lips next to his ear, "I promise you, Yu Yue."

Footsteps outside were approaching.

"Sect, Sect Master." The disciple's voice came.

Ling Yugeng, who turned his back to them, said "hmm".

Seeing that it was him, the three disciples asked Ann, and looked again curiously, seeing that there seemed to be someone on the opposite side of him, but they couldn't see clearly, they left back and forth, their footsteps staggered together, until they went away, Ling Yugeng let go of his grip The hand on Chu Shun's lips made him gasp for breath.

"I heard that Master is in the Library Pavilion, I made some food, but it is forbidden to bring food into the Library Pavilion, Master, do you want to go out and taste it?"

"Alright." After reading all night, he was not in a hurry.

Chu Shun looked at Ling Yugeng's neat and tidy body, as if he had never done that thing before, and it was still the spotless plain white rice paper. Ling Yugeng noticed his gaze and turned his head to look over.

There are some ambiguous traces on the corners of the lips.

In the past two days, Ling Yugeng had a lot of things to do, and he had to go to the Yishi Pavilion every day. Regarding the tree in the back mountain, there was a commotion in the Hehuan Sect. It was rumored among the disciples that there were demons mixed in. Ling Yugeng explained a thing or two to the elders. , but still doubtful.

That night, there was something weird about that tree.

Chu Shun would come to him every morning and cook some delicious food for him. It was no different from the little apprentice from before, except that sometimes he would stay longer in Ling Yugeng's room.

The two had just been together, Ling Yugeng knew not to act too hastily, except for an occasional kiss to help him suck away the demonic energy that appeared on him more and more frequently, he never did anything that crossed the line.

Every time Chu Shun blushed, he didn't dare to look directly at him.

After being with Chu Shun, Ling Yugeng meditated and practiced, and he never entered his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness and demons again.

There are only two things that are very strange. One is that he tried to contact the system headquarters in the past two days and wanted to report the incident of being an adult, but he couldn't receive the signal all the time, as if... the signal was blocked.

The second is that Chu Shun's blackening value is rising steadily, but when he meets him during the day, he looks normal. Every time the blackening value drops during the day, it will rise again at night.

In the Acacia School, the disciples sat cross-legged and whispered to each other. Paper balls were thrown in the air. It was very lively. Chu Shun, who always liked to sit in the back row, sat at the front today and heard the disciples chatting behind him.

"I heard that the suzerain is here to teach today."

"Really! To be able to see the face of the suzerain, I will die without regret in this life."

"I don't know if I can have a chance to see the secret method of dual cultivation."

They usually don't see the suzerain, and even if they do, they take a look from a distance. Today is different, the teaching is a close contact.

"Come here!" A person ran in from the door.

Everyone was waiting eagerly, and Chu Shun blended into it, and his fiery eyes didn't look abrupt.

A figure appeared from the door, and when everyone saw that person clearly, they all let out discouraged voices in unison.

"Cough cough!" Elder Meng coughed twice, knowing what these little bastards were thinking, "Quiet."

Elder Meng turned sideways, and another figure appeared behind him. The man's face was cold, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, sharp and thin. He was dressed in a plain white robe and walked in from the outside with a spotless and clean aura.

He and Elder Meng nodded, passed by him, walked up to the stage, glanced at the crowd, their eyes paused on Chu Shun's face in the front row, Chu Shun looked at him, and dodged again .

Extraordinarily innocent.

"Today, I will teach you the lessons." Ling Yugeng said in a deep voice.

The aura of the Nascent Soul Realm was so strong that the disciples below were like chickens, not daring to chat and sitting upright.

Today's classwork involves a wide range of topics. The main lecture is about subduing demons. Each class lasts an hour, and the rest is for the students to practice on their own. At the end, Ling Yugeng asked the students to draw a spell that he taught today.

He looked over one by one, and stopped beside Chu Shun. A very oppressive shadow fell, and Chu Shun couldn't help but hold the pen in his hand tightly. After a long time, Ling Yugeng said that today is over, "You follow me."

Jiang Chaoyun in the back row took out the dried fruit and ate it, his eyes were good, he saw that the talisman drawn by Chu Shun was not a symbol, and he gloated and said to Chu Hui next to him: "He must have failed to draw well, and he will be punished. "

Chu Hui: "Brother, your hand is pressing down on my book."

Jiang Chaoyun turned to the right, "Senior Sister..."

"Hey, go play with your Gu worm." Bian Miao lovingly patted his head.

On the corridor, the two walked one after the other, and met one or two disciples stopping to salute on the way, Ling Yugeng nodded and walked past them, all the way back to his courtyard, the sound of heavy or light footsteps overlapped.

"Master." Chu Shun finally couldn't bear the silence of the road, stepped forward and tugged Ling Yugeng's cuff, "I know I was wrong."

The lake next to the corridor rippled.

Ling Yugeng stopped in his tracks, "What's wrong?"

"A disciple shouldn't..."

"What shouldn't?"

Ling Yugeng turned around and faced him.

Chu Shun: "Shouldn't, shouldn't... be distracted."

Ling Yugeng didn't say a word, he called Chu Shun to come, but he just wanted to clean up the evil energy in his veins.

In the past two days, it has become much stronger.

Chu Shun knew that even though their relationship had changed, Ling Yugeng's sternness remained undiminished: "The disciple accepts the punishment."

"Punish you, how to punish you?" Ling Yugeng asked.

Chu Shun: "Draw a hundred talismans."

"Okay." Ling Yugeng turned around and continued to walk forward. Chu Shun had no choice but to follow. The two reached the study room. Ling Yugeng pushed open the door and walked in first. He took out talisman paper and cinnabar and other things, "Come here .”

Chu Shun stood behind the desk.

"Draw it." Ling Yugeng handed him the pen with a stern face, "Everyone has drawn it today, only you."

The level of the spell depends on the hand of the drawer, but all the prerequisites are drawn by the drawer.

Chu Shun took the pen.

"If you make a wrong drawing, you will be fined once." Ling Yugeng looked beside him with a ruler.

A drop of ink fell on the talisman paper, Chu Shun pulled the talisman paper away, saying that this is not counted, he glanced at Ling Yugeng behind him from the corner of his eye, "How does Master want to punish me?"

Ling Yugeng raised his eyes lightly, held a ruler, pressed against Chu Shun's back, and covered him from behind, "As a teacher, I don't like strong methods."

"How about kissing you until you can't breathe?"

He seemed to be asking the question seriously, so it seemed that the words were even more intriguing.

Chu Shun's hand trembled and almost destroyed another talisman paper. Ling Yugeng grabbed his wrist and said in a flat voice, "I'll teach you once, study hard, one hundred pieces, you said it yourself."

……

In the end, when Chu Shun left Ling Yugeng's courtyard, his footsteps were all superficial.

After he left, Ling Yugeng sat behind the desk, looked at the pile of talisman papers on the desk, stroked his red lips, licked the corners of his lips, closed his eyes and frowned.

This is clearly a sign that Chu Shun is about to fall into a demon, and nothing has happened recently, so why...

He pondered for a moment, and his mind was replaced by Chu Shun's red and swollen lips.

Ling Yugeng opened his eyes expressionlessly, looking at Xiao 67 who had a strong sense of presence.

When Ling Yugeng entered his own sea of ​​spiritual consciousness again, the realm of emptiness, he was hugged by someone as soon as he entered, and the person behind him kissed his ear, held his earlobe in his mouth, and rubbed his teeth carefully.

Ling Yugeng made a "hiss", clasped the man's chin, and directly pressed him to the ground. This time, the inner demon seemed to be very eager. He clasped his wrists and pressed him to the ground. His feet were not honest. Ling Yugeng pressed his hands Both feet are suppressed.

Today he is a little bit angry, but he is not so hungry and thirsty yet.

The inner demon magnified his desire.

"Why don't you come to see me?" the demon asked him.

Ling Yugeng: "Why do I want to see you?"

After staring at each other for a while, the heart demon pressed Chu Shun's face, and softened his voice again, "Master, let me go."

His tone was so similar to that of Chu Shun, Ling Yugeng shook his head, he couldn't tell who it was for a while, so he let go of his hand involuntarily, and then saw a dark light flashing across the heart demon's eyes, Ling Yugeng was caught He was under him.

The demon lowered his head and blocked his lips, Ling Yugeng struggled with his wrist, the demon used all his strength, and brutally bit his lips, the pain was real, Ling Yugeng frowned, turned his head to avoid His kisses, breathing messy.

Chu Shun's lips fell on his cheek, and his hot and chaotic breath sprayed on his face. Ling Yugeng rudely raised his hand and pushed him away, instead of looking at his face, sat up, raised his hand and used the back of his hand to slap him hard. He wiped his cheek hard.

He is dirty.

After wiping his cheeks, he wiped his lips again, as if to wipe away the touch on his lips. He didn't say anything, but his body language expressed resistance with every move.

Chu Shun, who was pushed aside, looked at his movements, showing a little injury, which was quickly covered up, "You hate me."

"How can you dislike me..." He murmured.

The sense of disobedience welled up in Ling Yugeng's heart, and he paused in the movement of wiping, looking at the demon who had lost his soul, and felt a little distressed.

Heart Demon and Chu Shun have very different personalities. Chu Shun is very pure and reserved, and can't do blatant seduction and such coercive things at all, but there is an inexplicable similarity between them.

While he was thinking, the demon that had been pushed away made a comeback. This time Ling Yugeng was not pushed down. The demon pushed his shoulder, and his hand was supported. When the move failed, the demon immediately kissed him coherently. .

That shouldn't be considered close.

He kissed his lips, but was avoided by Ling Yugeng, so he bit his cheek and bit his earlobe forcefully, Ling Yugeng put one hand behind his back, and the other hand caught Chu Shun's chin.

He said in a deep voice: "Don't go too far, otherwise..."

"Master, is it disgusting?"

"Why don't you feel disgusted when you kiss me?"

"Master, it's really hypocritical."

"Obviously I like it..."

This heart demon is also too fierce today, and the pursuit is more fierce than ever before.

If there is anything special about today - he has absorbed the devilish energy from Chu Shun's body today.

The previous incident suddenly came to Ling Yugeng's mind.

The inner demon is active, most of the time at night, just when Chu Shun falls asleep, and another time is when he absorbs too much demonic energy from Chu Shun, but the latter situation is usually rarer—the last night , When he saw the heart demon, the heart demon did not move, and Chu Shun was in the back mountain at that time.

A guess faintly formed in his mind, and he raised his eyes and looked straight at the demon.

"Chu Shun."

Except for the last time when he got drunk and mistakenly thought that Chu Shun was the demon, Ling Yugeng had never really called the demon by his name.

Chu Shun was in a daze for a moment, revealing his flaws.

The next moment, Ling Yugeng heard a "ding" in his ear.

The main system is connected to the signal!

【067. 】The voice of the main system echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ling Yugeng's clothes were disheveled, with pale red teeth marks on his face, and he said: 【I'm here, the main system. 】

He looked at Chu Shun, who lowered his head and remained silent.

Is he thinking too much?

Ling Yugeng said that he tried to contact the system headquarters during this time, but failed.

The main system said: [During this time, your data has been blocked, and we cannot receive or find your signal. 】

This is equivalent to someone installing a barrier to shield the outside world in his data.

This kind of thing cannot be done by ordinary people.

[In addition, we have also found the source of another set of data in your body. ] The main system said, 【That is the soul of the protagonist. According to the records, after you came to this world, the data fluctuated and changed from one container to another. 】

That is to say, when he returned to his body, he brought a strand of Chu Shun's soul with him.

The system said that the reason why the protagonist will be reborn is because when he was born, his own soul was divided into two parts. Now that he is reborn, it is actually a fusion. The soul hid in his data.

Afterwards, when 067 continued to obtain the breath of the protagonist from Chu Shun, he even cultivated this strand of soul, otherwise this abnormal data should have been cleared as a bug long ago.

After this shielding signal event, the main system said: [Internal judgment, this world is a high-risk world, it is recommended that the execution system exit the world, force it to leave, the soul will return to the protagonist's body autonomously, whether the execution system 067 is the same...]

The main system sound is gone.

There were several sounds of "呲啦", like the sound of an old TV snowflake screen, which lasted for a few seconds, and then completely fell silent.

Ling Yugeng looked at Chu Shun who lowered his head in front of him.

Chu Shun raised his head, with a gentle smile on his beautiful face, his black eyes were like overturned ink, bottomless, no longer out of control as before, he calmed down completely, his gorgeous lips lifted , like a dark red mandala blooming in hell.

He asked in a soft voice: "Where does Master want to go?"

Chu Shun's soul body stayed in his body for too long, so long that he even knew what to do, and was able to hold his own breath, so that the main system would not find him here.

The sky is white with fish belly, and the morning light is slightly dew.

Inside the room, Ling Yugeng opened his eyes suddenly.

He got up from meditation, walked outside, opened the door, and heard another hurried footstep on the corridor, almost colliding with him.

The disciple quickly took two steps back, saluted, and gasped, "Sect Master, it's not good, there are many monks surrounded outside, and they said they want us to hand over Brother Chu, and if they don't hand over people, they will besiege and enter." Elder Meng is circling outside."

Ling Yugeng glanced at the courtyard where Chu Shun lived, "Send someone to keep an eye on Chu Shun."

He directly sacrificed his sword, Yujian arrived at the gate of the sect.

A group of monks were dusty outside, sitting or standing, the open space under the tree was occupied by monks, and there were many sword guards in the sky. As soon as Ling Yugeng arrived, someone shouted.

"The Suzerain of the Hehuan Sect is here!"

Ling Yugeng retracted the sword and landed on the ground. Elder Meng stepped forward in a panic, and said: "These people insist that nephew Chu is a demon cultivator and let us hand him over. They really, really don't talk about martial ethics!"

Hearing "Devil Cultivator", Ling Yugeng's heart sank. Elder Meng didn't know about Chu Shun, he knew it clearly, but his face remained calm, "Everyone, I have no grievances or grievances with you from the Acacia Sect. Qiu, what are you doing?"

He glanced at the monks, many of them were familiar faces he had seen in the Zongmen Grand Competition, there were young talents, and there were also suzerains from small sects.

A representative over there stood up, "We are not unreasonable people. If you hand over that demon cultivator, we will not make things difficult for Hehuanzong. If you insist on hiding that demon cultivator to the end, we will attack the mountain."

Ling Yugeng glanced at the man, the Nascent Soul cultivator's eyes were full of coercion, the man wanted to retreat, but with so many people behind him, he regained some confidence.

"Magic cultivator?" Ling Yugeng said, "You say it is?"

The other side had already prepared, and said loudly: "Everyone knows about the loosening of the enchantment in the Ten Thousand Devils Cave. Many sects in the cultivation world have been plotted against. It is really sad, and who is the culprit of all this—Sect Master Ling, You're looking forward to it."

He took out a photo bead, injected it with spiritual power, and a picture was projected above it.

I saw Ye Hei Feng Gao, with his back facing them, standing next to the Ten Thousand Devils Cave, scratching his palm, drawing some formation spells, and when he was about to leave, the photo pearl caught half of his handsome and evil face.

That is Chu Shun.

"Picture beads cannot be faked. Sect Master Ling should know this. Do you still want to protect him?"

Ling Yugeng was silent for a moment, "Picture pearls cannot be faked, but people can be faked."

"Sure enough, he has been bewitched." The man turned his head and said to the person next to him.

Ling Yugeng saw the person beside him - Chu Beishao.

Chu Beishao: "Sect Master Ling, he is of the blood of a half-demon. Only his blood can react to the enchantment of the Ten Thousand Devils Cave. That day, I saw that his expression was wrong, and I followed him all the way there, risking my life. This image was left behind, and besides..."

Another picture appeared on the photobead again.

This time, Chu Shun's face was clearly visible above, and opposite him was a demon cultivator. They were talking, but their voices were very thin.

"This Gu...for whom..."

"You don't have to worry about..."

"Today's suzerain of the Acacia Sect with thin skin and tender flesh... not bad..."

"Don't think about him...he...my people"

"It was intended to be used by him... to wish... wish to come true as soon as possible..."

"So, do you still want to cover him?" Chu Beishao asked while looking at him from under the stairs.

Ling Yugeng looked down at them, his condescending aura made people dare not act rashly, no one knew what he was thinking, his face was cold and expressionless.

Suddenly, there was a sneer of disdain on his lips.

"Did you take a closer look at the first photo?" He asked.

The people on the opposite side looked at each other.

With a wave of Ling Yugeng's hand, the picture pearl came from that disciple to his hand, and he put it away again, "Can you see the sword tassel on his waist?"

"If I remember correctly, Fellow Daoist Chu, you were wearing this sword tassel that day."

There is only a little afterimage of Jiansui, which is hard to detect without looking closely.

When he finished speaking, he whispered to each other.

"Jian Sui was lost that day." Chu Bei Shao said.

"Oh." Ling Yugeng pointed out one point again, "The hairpin, but you lost it too?"

The hairpins are similar, and ordinary people will not notice the difference at all, and only when they look closely can they taste a little difference.

Chu Beishao frowned, looking at Ling Yugeng with murderous intent in his eyes.

A sharp light flashed across, so fast that no one could notice it, the hair on the side of Chu Beishao's drooping face was cut off, and a bloodstain appeared on his face.

"Warning!" Someone yelled.

They didn't know where the hidden weapon came from.

Ling Yugeng glanced behind him from the corner of his eye, and put away the picture beads, "Based on these, you want me to hand him over?"

"wishful thinking."

"Do you know what your disciple is thinking about you?" Chu Beishao said, "He has put a love gu on you."

"This has nothing to do with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of evil wind blew, and a deafening sound came from the sky.

"Where is Little Daoist Chu?"

A fuzzy black shadow appeared in the mid-air, accompanied by the strong wind, he asked over and over again where little fellow Daoist Chu was.

"You... who are you!"

"Hahahaha! In order to repay his kindness for giving me my freedom, I came here to repay it. I didn't expect it to be so lively."

This is the demon who escaped from the Ten Thousand Devils' Nest.

A figure came out from the darkness, walked to a distance of five meters behind Ling Yugeng, and stopped. Ling Yugeng turned his head sideways, turned around, and met a pair of pitch-black phoenix eyes.

Bloodthirsty madness oozing with darkness.

Ling Yugeng's eyes fell on his hands.

What Chu Shun took was his own black iron epee.

Overcast clouds approached in the distance, hundreds of demon cultivators carried sedan chairs, and the leading demon cultivator held a fan in his hand, shaking it, and reached the sky above them.

"Devil Lord, I am late, and I hope the Demon Lord will forgive me."

The successive changes are breathtaking.

Chu Shun only stared at Ling Yugeng, without turning his attention elsewhere.

Ling Yugeng: "..."

Today, this is poking a hornet's nest.