Future husband?
Bat was shocked: "What? You are a homosexual?!"
Yan Qing: "Well, don't discriminate against me."
The bat was puzzled: "That's not right. Aren't you monks all renounced love and affection?"
Yan Qing raised his eyebrows: "When did I become a monk?"
Bat was shocked again: "What?! You are not a monk? Then what happened to your hair?"
"..." Yan Qing smiled kindly and praised: "How come you are so tactful and good at speaking."
"?!" The next second, the highly emotional bat screamed miserably in the hands of its owner. Stars appeared in its eyes, foam came out of its mouth, and it raised its claws to the sky.
When Yan Qing returned to Jinghong Palace, the guards had not woken up yet.
He let his hair down and looked at the face in the mirror that looked 70% like his own. He suddenly felt troubled. A person's personality would always be revealed in the slightest clue. What if he was recognized by Xie Shiyi because of the similar face
"Quick, help me think of a way to disfigure me?"
When the curse on the bat was lifted, the first thing it did was to express passionately: "I will never forgive you!!!"
Yan Qing: "I found that besides being unable to speak, you also have a very bad temper. You must be living a very hard life if you are so irritable."
Bat choked: "What the hell?"
Yan Qing said: "I know what to name you."
He reached out his hand and patted the bat's head, smiling and saying, "Don't you all like names with seven or eight characters? Since you like to argue so much, let's call it 'Si Su Ping Sheng Bu Zhi' from now on."
bat:"?"
Yan Qing: "Okay, Bu Zhi, help me come up with a reasonable plan for disfigurement."
Having suffered from a lack of education, he felt that the longer the name, the more impressive it was. His red eyes rolled around, but he didn't object. He accepted the name with satisfaction and calmed down: "Why do you want to disfigure yourself?"
Yan Qing pointed at his face and said, "What do you think I look like?"
Bu Zhi took a look and said with a sense of superiority: "It's not bad. Although your skin is not dark, your eyes are not red, and you are extremely ugly, you don't have to feel too inferior to others."
Yan Qing sneered: "Dark skin and red eyes, if I looked like you, why would I disfigure myself? I would just commit suicide."
Frustrated: ...hold back your swear words.
It flapped its bony wings angrily and flew outside, not wanting to pay any attention to this ugly monster who had a problem with his aesthetic taste and was unaware of it.
Yan Qing leaned against the table, looking at herself in the mirror nonchalantly, picked up the brush on the table, took some cinnabar, mixed it with some ink, and started painting on her face in front of the mirror. A large hole was drawn on the forehead of the person in the mirror, and blood was flowing down and covering the entire face.
Yan Qing looked at it for a long time, then found some watercolor powder and painted her face pale. When she was done, the guards outside had already started knocking on the door.
"Master, the sect master asked me to take you to the main hall now."
When the guard pushed open the door and took a look, he was almost scared to death - who is this ghost who is demanding his life
Yan Qing said, "Let's go."
The guards were dumbfounded and kindly advised: "Young Master, there is no need for you to commit suicide. Elder Huaixu will plead for you."
Yan Qing remembered her current persona, smiled at him, and said sadly: "I am about to die, my father will plead for me. But my heart is about to die, who will save me?"
Guard: “???”
Yan Qing was taken by him to the main hall of Huichun Sect.
There is a cable bridge suspended in the air on the road leading from Jinghong Hall to the main hall.
The mountain flowers were blown across the valley by the wind and were carried by the floating mist.
"Young Master!" Congming had been waiting for him on the other side of the cable bridge.
The prison formation was broken and the situation was serious. Everyone who was there last night was brought to the scene.
Yan Qing appeared in such a horrible appearance that Ah Hua and Ah Hu were shocked: "My benefactor, what happened to your face?"
Yan Qing touched the blood on his face and explained: "It's okay, I accidentally fell."
But in the eyes of everyone, the more you hide, the more guilty you seem.
Yan Jianshui sneered and said sarcastically: "Yan Qing, are you so short of men? Are you going to commit suicide if you can't get one?" Bai Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, her eyes filled with some confusion and pity.
Yin Wuwang's eyes stayed on Yan Qing's face for only one second, and then he left quickly. Many people in this world admired him, and Yan Qing was just the most inconspicuous one among them. The only difference was that his means were more despicable.
He saw the blood on Yan Qing's face, and finally figured out his behavior in the prison last night. This madman was desperate and started playing hard to get with him? Did he think that would surprise him and attract his attention
Ah Hu stepped forward and said, "My benefactor, please don't commit suicide. There is nothing in this world that cannot be overcome! Look at me. I thought my wife had fallen out with someone else and didn't want to live anymore, but in the end, nothing happened!"
Ah Hua said, "You bastard, if you dare to commit suicide, I will chase you to the underworld and scold you to death."
Yan Qing: “…” Why does he have to listen to this so early in the morning
Seeing Yan Qing being humiliated, Bu Zhi laughed unbridledly: "Ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Yan Qing thanked them for their comfort, patted Bu Zhi on the shoulder, pointed at them and said, "Come, call daddy and mommy."
The frustrated laugh stopped: "..."
Ah Hua had very complicated emotions towards the bat that had stayed in her belly for ten months, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
Yan Qing wished that the three of them could stay together and not bother him. He stretched out his hand, picked up the frustrated wing and handed it to Ah Hua, smiling and saying considerately: "Come Ah Hua, look at your child, how much he looks like you, these two eyes and a nose, they are all on the mouth."
"Really, young master." Ah Hua was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes. She turned around and pulled Ah Hu and said in surprise, "Brother Ah Hu, look, this is our child."
Ah Hu was so happy to be a father that he cried with joy: "I see, I see. This child looks like me, these eyes are eyes, and this nose is a nose."
Yan Jianshui, Bai Xiaoxiao, Yin Wuwang: "..."
Bu Zhi was hugged tightly, almost suffocating, rolling his eyes, and breathing weakly: Damn you bastard... Damn you, you dead homosexual... Damn it, don't let me catch you...
Ah Hu couldn't hear clearly, and said in a daze: "Benefactor, what is our child saying?"
Yan Qing: "I am complaining about my unsuccessful life, don't listen to me."
Yan Qing got rid of the three members of the family, feeling free and at ease. He walked across the suspension bridge, with flowers flying like snow and his clothes fluttering in the wind.
Yin Wuwang took a step forward and followed closely behind.
Bai Xiaoxiao had always kept the matter of Youlao in mind. She bit her lip and took the initiative to talk to Yin Wuwang: "Brother Wuwang..."
Yin Wuwang lowered his eyes to glance at the young man, then looked at his pale face and clear eyes. The once secret heartbeat seemed to disappear at the sound of the cave collapsing.
He wouldn't be so cheap as to steal someone else's fiancé.
Yin Wuwang pursed his lips and chose to ignore Bai Xiaoxiao and followed Yan Qing.
The pink and white pear blossoms brushed against the golden diamond between his eyebrows, and Yin Wuwang's thoughts were slightly stunned, and he recalled a certain feeling of being involved.
Bai Xiaoxiao stood there at a loss.
Yan Jianshui walked up and said contemptuously: "Xiaoxiao, I've already said that Yin Wuwang is such an ungrateful person."
In the main hall, a group of Huichun Sect elders watched the dispute on the suspension bridge in the water mirror in complete silence.
The leader looked at his fellow apprentice: "Is this what you said—Yan Qing has repented and turned over a new leaf?"
Elder Huaixu felt that Yan Qing had disgraced him for the rest of his life, but he was stubborn and said, "Yes, my son was bewitched by that wild man, and he has repented now."
The clan leader sneered: "Okay, I want to see how he is bewitched."
As soon as Yan Qing entered the gate, a token flew down from the sky and smashed heavily in front of him.
Bang!
"Yan Qing, do you admit your guilt?!" A majestic and solemn voice resounded throughout the palace.
"You stole the sect's most precious treasure, the Luo Lin Flower, trespassed into the sect's forbidden area, and destroyed the prison! You deserve death for each of these three crimes! Do you plead guilty?"
Yan Qing raised his head and looked at the elders in the center of the hall. The Huichun Sect was just a small sect. There were only two Nascent Soul cultivators in the entire sect, Huai Xu and the Sect Master. Now the crowds of people in the hall were all at the Golden Core Foundation Establishment stage. They usually hated him, a fool, and looked at him with gloating pleasure.
Huai Xu was so anxious that he began to induce her: "Yan Qing, tell us the truth. All of you here are your teachers and will not wrongly accuse you. Your cultivation is low and you haven't even reached the foundation building stage yet. How can you have the ability to steal Luo Linhua, let alone blow up the prison. Tell me, who framed you? Tell us the name of the person and we will seek justice for you."
Every word he said was trying to put the blame on Yin Wuwang. After all, Yin Wuwang was just a casual cultivator without any sect or school. It would be easy for them to kill him, so it was perfect for them to use him as a scapegoat.
Yin Wuwang stepped into the hall one step later. When he heard Huai Xu's words, he laughed mockingly and clenched his fingers little by little.
He had long expected the Rejuvenation Sect to do this.
The world of cultivation is a place where the weak are bullied and the strong are feared. If he is really a casual cultivator with no background, he would probably have no way out now.
Fortunately, he had already informed Liuguang Sect. When the others arrived, he would pay back the humiliation that Huichun Sect had inflicted on him a hundredfold. His eyes fell on Yan Qing, especially Yan Qing!
After hearing what his cheap father said, Yan Qing almost laughed out loud.
Dad, can you not be so familiar with the cannon fodder script
In fact, he only wanted to ask Yin Wuwang for the Biyun Mirror. As for Luo Linhua, Yan Qing thought it was more of a cause and effect.
The book says that Yan Qing's behavior was "stealing the credit", but the most crucial point that made Bai Xiaoxiao willing to suffer this loss was that Luo Linhua was indeed stolen by Yan Qing.
Since he intends to follow the plot, he has to acknowledge these causes and effects.
Huai Xu was anxious: "Yan Qing! Say something quickly!"
The main hall of the Huichun Sect was full of people, and everyone's eyes were on the young man in the center of the hall. He had black hair like a waterfall, pale skin, blood on his face, and a body as thin as a piece of paper. But standing between heaven and earth, he had an indescribable charm, like strong grass and long wind.
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Seeing that he was slow to speak, Huai Xu stood up and said, "Yan Qing—"
The clan leader stopped him: "Huai Xu! Sit down!"
After all, Huaixu had to give face to his senior brother, so he gritted his teeth and sat down with a sour face.
The leader's eyes were like blades, falling on Yan Qing, and he asked solemnly: "Yan Qing, do you plead guilty?"
Yan Qing's eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as a painting, and she smiled: "Please plead guilty."
The whole hall was in uproar in an instant.
Huai Xu's eyes were about to burst: "Yan Qing!"
Immediately afterwards, the sect leader's questioning swept towards Yan Qing like a violent storm.
"Did you steal Luo Linhua?"
"yes."
"Did you trespass into a forbidden area?"
"yes."
"Did you destroy the prison?"
"yes."
The leader was shocked by his frankness. He looked at Yan Qing in disbelief and finally asked word by word with difficulty: "Yan Qing, do you regret it?"
The light from the sky was reflected from the mirror in the hall. Yan Qing smiled slightly, his eyes were clear and glittering, like frost on a sword: "No regrets."
"That's not the case, Sect Master. The collapse of the prison has nothing to do with the young master!"
Ah Hua and Ah Hu heard it clearly outside. They were dumbfounded and ran in in a hurry.
They couldn't let their benefactor suffer this injustice.
"Master, the young master is innocent!"
The sect leader was already so angry that Yan Qing had a headache. When he saw the two people running in, he immediately shouted angrily: "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the main hall? Get out now."
Huai Xu, who was disheartened, saw that things were turning around, and his eyes immediately lit up: "No, no, no, Sect Master, they were also in the prison last night, let them finish what they said!"
Dong, dong, dong. Ah Hu knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times. He immediately said, "Master, I am the guard outside the cave. I can testify that there was more than just him in the cave last night. There were also Senior Brother Yan and Junior Brother Bai."
The clan leader found it unbelievable: "As the cave guard, you actually let three people in at once?"
Ah Hu was stunned. He realized his negligence and burst into tears. He kowtowed three times and said, "It's all my fault. Sect Master, please punish me and spare the young master."
Ah Hua was so anxious that she spoke up to help him out: "Master, he made this mistake last night because I was bothering him and distracting him. Master, please punish me."
The clan leader shouted angrily: "Shut up! Is the main hall a place where you can act so recklessly?!"
He slapped them with one blow, and the two men fell to the ground, seriously injured.
Ah Hu spat out blood, but still struggled to raise his head and tell the truth: "Master, although I was outside the cave yesterday, I know that the cave collapsed because of two sword energies. They were Senior Brother Yan's Jade Blood Sword!"
Huai Xu was dumbfounded - he hoped that the blame would be directed to Yin Wuwang instead of Yan Jianshui. Every child was the apple of his eye!
Huai Xu threatened: "Think carefully about who destroyed the prison."
Ah Hu insisted: "It's Yan Jianshui."
When Yan Jianshui heard Ah Hu's accusation, he said contemptuously, "I just activated the formation of the cave. The destruction of the Youchi was clearly caused by Yan Qing provoking the monster in the cage."
The clan leader frowned, realizing that something was wrong: "A monster in a cage? What monster? Hasn't the prison hadn't held anyone for hundreds of years?"
Huai Xu now only wanted to convict Yin Wuwang, so he tried to persuade him: "Jianshui, why were you in the cave yesterday?"
Yan Jianshui said sarcastically: "It's all because of Yin Wuwang."
“Yin Wuwang, it’s Yin Wuwang again?!” Huai Xu finally got what he was waiting for. He stood up excitedly and said, “Master, let me tell you, this casual cultivator is a disaster! He first seduced my son Yan Qing to steal Luo Linhua for him, and then he was the culprit that caused the collapse of Youlao! I think if we execute him, our sect will be at peace!”
His logic during the call was like something chewed by a dog.
But as one of the only two Nascent Soul elders in the sect, everyone would give him this face.
The sect leader's mind is now preoccupied with the matter of the monster in the dark prison.
Huai Xu seized this opportunity, just wanting to quickly end today's matter. He immediately showed hatred in his eyes and said firmly: "Come here, arrest Yin Wuwang for me!"
Yin Wuwang, with black hair and a black robe and a blank expression, faced off against the entire sect alone.
“Brother Wuwang…” Bai Xiaoxiao’s eyes showed sorrow and pity, and she gently stood behind him.
Yin Wuwang's eyes were only directed at Yan Qing.
The noise in the hall was actually not as shocking as the word "no regrets" that Yan Qing just said casually. But the shock only lasted for a moment. What if Yan Qing was still infatuated with him? He would eventually avenge the humiliation of being imprisoned and despised.
Yin Wuwang looked away and coldly looked at the crowd of people in the dark hall. The stupid and irritable clan leader, the vicious and protective Huai Xu, and the dog-eyed Yan Jianshui. He said in a hoarse voice: "Huichun is meant to save the world and help people. You really insulted this name."
Huai Xu was furious: "Catch him for me!"
"Let's see who dares!"
Just when the main hall was in chaos, a chain suddenly flew from the sky. The golden chain was like a long snake, tightly binding Huai Xu's body, pulling him heavily off the high platform and rolling to the ground.
Huai Xu screamed, his eyes full of fear.
A man in purple clothes and a broad cap came riding on a sword, followed by three or five cultivators, all of whom were at the Nascent Soul stage.
The whole hall was shocked.
"who are they?"
“Mahayana Stage!!”
The purple-clothed man was imposing and his eyes were stern. He scolded: "How dare you, ants, attack the young master of Liuguang Sect!"
Liuguang Sect? These three words were like thunder, shocking everyone present to the point of numbness, their faces turned pale, and they were unable to speak.
Yan Qing sighed. He stood in the center of the hall, with black hair and green clothes, and red silk entwined between his fingers. Although he had expected it, he really didn't want to laugh when this slap in the face script of the Dragon King returning to his throne fell on his head.
In the book, Huichun Sect is just an insignificant novice village. It is a poor sect, located in a remote place, far away from the center of the world. Usually, the immortal holy land of Nanzezhou is just a rumor. The disciples of the sect have low cultivation, and only in the Qingyun Conference held once every hundred years can they have the honor of meeting people from the nine major sects. It is conceivable how much the three words "Liuguang Sect" shocked them.
The man in purple was obviously a Mahayana cultivator, and his aura of pressure enveloped the entire world.
The leader of the Huichun Sect stood up at once, sweat on his forehead, and said in fear and trepidation: "Senior..."
The purple-clothed man ignored him, jumped off the sword, walked to Yin Wuwang's side, and said respectfully, "Young Sect Master."
Yin Wuwang replied calmly: "Yeah."
The sect master's pupils shrank and he almost collapsed to the ground: "Young, Young Sect Master?"
Yin Wuwang was completely surprised to see that everyone in the main hall had expressions of shock, regret, and fear.
As expected, they are all bullies who only bully the weak and fear the strong, and they fawn on the powerful. When they knew his identity, they were frightened and behaved like this.
“Brother Wuwang…” Bai Xiaoxiao spoke, trembling slightly, obviously frightened by what was happening before her eyes.
Yin Wuwang tilted his head, looked into the boy's clear and flawless eyes, and thought of his action of standing behind him just now. His heart softened for a moment. Perhaps Xiaoxiao was the only kind person in the Rejuvenation Sect.
Huai Xu fell to the ground, terrified. He just wanted to find a scapegoat for his son, so how could he have offended the Liuguang Sect
The purple-robed elder had a sinister expression and spoke in a low, disdainful tone, "What did you just say? Who did our young master seduce? Him?"
His gaze fell on Yan Qing, his eyes were like knives, full of viciousness and sarcasm, and he smiled sinisterly.
"He is worthy..."
"I don't know how many people in Nanzezhou have gone to great lengths to get into the bed of our young master. What do you think of your Rejuvenation Sect? It's still unclear who is seducing whom!"
"You have a crippled spirit, low cultivation, a vicious mind, and are greedy for fame and fortune. How dare you set your sights on our young master? You are a clown who doesn't know how to live or die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes turned cold and the golden lock in his hand attacked Yan Qing directly.
"Young Master!" Ah Hua and Ah Hu shouted immediately.
The golden lock came at him with great force. With Yan Qing's current Qi Refining Stage cultivation level, he would be dead if he took it.
In a flash, a sharp sword intent suddenly broke through the air, spreading across the clouds and sky, rolling up the momentum of thunder, and with its light dust, changing the color of the wind and clouds.
The green sword fixed the purple-clothed man's chains in the air.
Then, an old and deep voice came coldly: "Do you think you can touch the people from our Wangqing Sect?"