The bright moon descends from the highest place and spreads over the lamp ridge, and the breeze comes slowly. The huge palace surrounded by mountains is quiet and silent. The monks walked lightly, and the avenue paved with regular stone slabs was buried in the light clouds and mist, which made the Yexuan Palace, the number one in the world, really look like the residence of immortals.
The demon-killing list hung high at the entrance was written in red letters on a black background. When the third-ranked name suddenly jumped to the first, what followed was the horrifying news that the Qibao Building was burned overnight. Dissociated from the eight sects, but closely related to them, different from Yexuan who is superior to the eight sects because of its powerful force, Qibaolou dominates the cultivation world only with its superb refining technology, and most of the contemporary magic weapons come from its refining In the hands of the craftsman, the main pavilion was burned this time, and the rare secret treasures, craftsmen, and crafts that were damaged in it would definitely affect the interests of most monks.
The origin of the incident is closely related to the demon cultivator who ranks first. The most talented craftsman in the younger generation was bewitched by the monster, and he obeyed the slander and set fire to the core of the Qibao building, and sent to encircle and suppress the demon cultivator. The team often messed up and was forced to send messages to the Yexuan Palace by the helpless Eight Gates faction, requesting that the wicked be brought to justice. The team of messengers who came to deliver the message waited respectfully in front of the brightly lit palace gate, glowing with coldness The mist and dangerous mountains and rocks form a heart-stopping picture. Outsiders have always been allowed to enter the first and second palaces. What kind of tricks are there in Yexuan, which has occupied the leading position for many years, and what is the situation after the two palaces? Unpredictable as the top of a towering mountain.
The monk in silver and blue clothes walked alone in front of the long-awaited line. After bowing to pay tribute, he said in a low voice.
"The palace lord said that the demon cultivator will be captured within three days, and fellow Taoists, please rest assured."
There was an obvious look of joy on the messenger's face: "Thanks to the great kindness of the Palace Master, we are very grateful."
"There is no need to be too polite." The cultivator of Yexuan Palace supported the leader who wanted to salute, and comforted him: "Please be at ease, Yexuan will definitely give an explanation to the fellow Taoists who have suffered disasters."
After the envoy listened, he nodded his head again and again to express his gratitude. The misty peach blossoms surrounded the crowd, and the enduring yellow fire of the ever-burning lantern swayed in the wind.
[Still can't find the stars? ]
[no change. ]
Chao Deng scratched his hair in distress: [It's strange, everyone in the world has announced that they are coming to arrest me, so don't they hate me at all? ]
[You will know when you are caught. ]
[…Speaking of this,] Chao Deng was a little depressed: [I must be arrested, do you dare to have some confidence. ]
[Not too dare. ]
[… Let's break up. ]
He spit out the sweet grass in his mouth towards the lamp and stood up, with the soft blue silk hanging down to his white jade-like profile with his movements, even wearing a fairy-like Tsing Yi, he couldn't erase the brilliance deeply rooted in his bones, and the distance was vast Psychic fluctuations came from the sky, Chao Deng's expression changed slightly, and he retreated into the dense forest in two or three steps.
Ten monks in silver and blue Taoist uniforms surrounded the dense forest where he was in from all sides. The golden light was shining brightly, and the chanting of formation continued, and the huge fireball blasted towards the westernmost monk. The body protector was also unable to compete with that domineering and evil power. The formation was broken, and the remaining nine people immediately sacrificed their magic weapons to attack the center of the dense forest. The Moxiu smiled ghostly at them.
The scorching white smoke pushed all the way to the feet of the nine people. The man raised his hands high, and the soaring flames instantly burned the ancient dense forest. The monks who were too late to retreat were almost burned to death. In the dazzling light, the beauty who complemented the flames lightly fell to the ground .
Most of these people's strength is in the golden core stage, and Chao Deng frowned involuntarily. This kind of situation will happen... Ye Xuangong is playing with himself
Let's play, let's play, according to you.
He didn't hide at all, and swaggered towards the main road. The monks in silver and blue costumes he met on the way were getting stronger and stronger. up.
[There are emotional fragments. ]
Looking up at the lamp, at some point, the monk following him had disappeared completely. On a small cliff not far away stood a tall man in black. He was looking at him with his head slightly lowered. His eyelash feathers and the long hair hanging behind his back are both strangely silver-gray. His lead-colored pupils and brows look like faint ink. He has no intention of restraining his momentum at all. Can't stand.
Damn, this is still a ghost.
The silver-haired man approached him, and was captured by his power before, Chao Deng realized that the man was extremely good-looking, different from his undignified appearance, this man was as good-looking as a bright moon, his whole face was perfect , every inch seems to have been calculated, and the bottom of the eyes is also clear, both all-encompassing, and as if everything in the world cannot be seen.
The temperature around him dropped rapidly, and the grass and trees were covered with a faint hoarfrost. Seeing the man raised his hand and touched his nose like giving up on the lamp, he extinguished the jumping black flame by himself.
"Are you here to catch me?"
The man glanced at him, and in the next moment, facing the lamp, he felt that his spiritual consciousness was suddenly blocked, and the strength of his whole body could not be mobilized. His legs softened, and he knelt on the ground. Cold sweat rolled down his back, and the man pushed him away. He lightly tapped his forehead, and the beauty who fell on the ground trembled, so painful that he dared not even breathe, he whimpered a little, and reached out to grab the man's arm.
"Palace Master, how dare this demon cultivator!"
The people in Yexuan Palace who had been waiting all this time flew down quickly, seeing that greasy white hand still resting on the man's sleeve, they felt anxious.
"Yun Xi," the person known as the palace master spoke, and his voice was as gentle and sweet as the rumors said: "It's okay, he just hurts too much."
"Palace Master, why do you have such a good heart!" Yun Xi said anxiously: "This demon cultivator is heinous, don't get so close to him, beware of any despicable sorcery in your heart."
The owner of Yexuan Palace didn't answer, but just gently pulled away his hand, his eyes flicked over the peach-like face, the cloud-like black hair was hanging down on the clothes on the back that was clinging to the cold sweat, white Deshengxue There were shallow marks on his skin when he struggled just now, and the man looked at him sadly with his black pupils full of tears.
The monks dressed in silver and blue silently put on the black gold shackles for Moxiu, and the man in black with half-closed eyelids walked away without looking back.
Sure enough... very troublesome.
The pain in his body disappeared when the man turned around, and he didn't have time to think about what this meant. The discomfort of being sealed in the sea of consciousness made him feel as if he was in chaos, and he slowly closed his eyes towards the lamp.
I don’t know how many days I have been imprisoned in the dark cell. Chaodeng tried to move his wrist. He was half-hanging on the wall, with his toes touching the ground. The force healed quickly, and the repeated pain kept him awake. This place seemed to be in the depths of the Yexuan Palace, and the surrounding was terribly silent, except for the occasional sound of water drops falling to the ground. When he thought he was going to be imprisoned for the rest of his life, someone He opened the cell door, and two male cultivators in silver and blue clothes pressed him to go out.
There was an unnatural sluggishness in their actions, and no matter what they did, they could not attract the attention of the two of them. Such an abnormal situation made Chaodeng frowned, and the sudden sunlight that hit his eyes forced him to shed physiological tears. He heard Noisy people's voices and shouts, cursing and sighing bordered on endlessly. When he could see clearly, he found that he was surrounded by monks in different clothes, and the huge palace with carved beams and painted buildings stretched across the entire field of vision.
"Demon way! You ruined my Huayuan Peak, and caused the death of my nephew, wife and son!" The little sect master Huayuanfeng, who had peeped at him with longing eyes, said heartbrokenly: "You scum! Beast! You should be a monster who is out of your wits, Di Mo is still so young, you do that kind of stupid thing to him—you are so cruel!"
Why
Glancing at him towards the lamp, he suddenly bent his lips, the man's smile took away all his thinking ability, so he could only look at him dully, muttering something vaguely, as if he was about to pounce on him, pressing down on him. His disciple of the Yexuan Palace had no choice but to beat the frenzied cultivator flying away. Hearing the violent collision of the man being thrown into the stone wall, he laughed towards the lamp, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of thrilling and seductive colors.
[Favourability is half a star. ]
[…]
I don't quite understand this fragment.
[good. ]
The system is rarely praised.
[…]
There is an inexplicable sense of guilt.
"Evil! What kind of tricks did you use?!"
A middle-aged man in white pointed at him and yelled at him, and passed by him without raising the lamp head. This kind of indifference seemed to anger the other party. Immoral and charitable, persecuting my son of the righteous way again and again, leaving him alive is just adding to the disaster. My Wanlingzong was injured by him, and I begged the palace master to hand him over to us to deal with it, so as to comfort my sect. wronged soul."
"Speaking of grievances," the beautiful-faced female cultivator snapped up, "I, Su Xue, was driven into such a state of desperation by him, and Venerable Xuanji also died because of this demon, so Su Xuege should have the right to deal with him." !"
"Presumptuous!" The old man with white hair and childlike face was not angry, and he bowed to the person on the stage and said: "Master, the Qibao Building was burned because of the villain's rape, and several disciples in the building want to witness his decapitation with their own eyes, and return to the palace. Lord Mingen, hand him over to Qibaolou for disposal."
"Hua Yuanfeng's entire family was slaughtered by Song Dimo! Naturally, Hua Yuan should be allowed to escort this demon cultivator away!"
"My Zimen was forced to exist in name only by him—"
"Everyone," the man on the high platform softly interrupted the disputing sects. His voice was not loud, but it made the audience silent. His gentle voice like flowing water touched everyone's ears. The two people who stood up pushed up the magic cultivator who became the center of the audience, and when they approached, they continued: "Yexuan Palace will take full power to deal with this matter, so that he will get the punishment he deserves."
"Palace Master Yue!" Huayuan Peak's little sect master hurriedly said, "Ye Xuan has no grievances with this devil, why do you have to dirty your hands for him?"
The man surnamed Yue raised his hand, and the two monks who escorted Chao Deng were turned into ashes in an instant. Seeing that the monk who knocked him into the air earlier was actually a puppet made of this man's ashes, the little sect master Hua Yuanfeng's eyes were involuntary. A little bit of fear.
"I think everyone has a deep enmity with him. If he is handed over to any sect, it will be unfair to other sects," said the man with a gentle voice, a high-spirited expression, and clear eyes. Personality is very convincing: "I hope everyone here will take a step back and accept my decision."
From the current point of view, this is indeed the most just decision. The words of that lord are naturally the most important in the entire cultivation world. Besides, he was caught by Ye Xuan, and the trial venue is also in the palace. It seems that he is a mess and doesn't know how to praise him, and he loses Ye Xuan's face because of this, but it is an evil thing that makes the sect dust.
Gradually, people began to agree, and more and more gangs agreed. Looking at the scene in front of the lamp, the fingertips felt cold unconsciously, no, it shouldn’t be like this, those people’s eyes were full of desire at first , but now he is being hypnotized to blindly respond to the master of the Yexuan Palace, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible for these people to completely let go of their desires.
I should have thought of it a long time ago, no matter how perfect a person is, it is impossible to satisfy all the monks. The person who looks clean on the surface is the most terrifying. What is gentle as jade and has a high reputation is not just based on character and wrist... This fragment , seems to have the ability to change people's mind.
Wow, it's scary.
... Suddenly there is a feeling of meeting the opponent! why! Could it be that he has become a dirty adult
A monk said cautiously and respectfully: "Then what do you plan to do, Palace Master...?"
The man with a full head of gorgeous hair looked at Chao Deng, and when he saw him looking at him, the latter's soft voice dragged out a sweet silk.
"You look good, are all the people in Yexuan Palace so good-looking?"
The audience sighed and scolded him for being frivolous and presumptuous. The captured Moxiu didn't respond, but just smiled and looked at the silver-haired man. He pressed down, paused towards the lamp, and said again: "Even if you want to kill me, let me know your name?" His eyes narrowed slightly, like a smile or a mockery: "I don't even understand who killed me, Will become a lonely ghost."
There was a lot of noisy people, and the man signaled the excited monks to be quiet, and said softly: "I didn't want your life."
Chao Deng raised his eyebrows suspiciously.
"The longer the song."
After he finished speaking, he raised his head and said to the various sects.
"I will temporarily detain him in Yexuan Palace. If he repents, I can let him live in the future."
"Palace Master! Absolutely no!"
"This is tantamount to feeding demons with your body, please think twice!"
…
…
Yay, someone is going to raise a lamp.
"For the safety of others, but also for punishment," he said, and suddenly reached out to caress Chaodeng's lower abdomen, seeing the incomparably beautiful Moxiu staring at him in a daze, Yue Changge raised his lips slightly: " I will abolish his spiritual root."
Oh.
… wait ah what does that mean? Is that what I mean? Oh shit.
[It's better to scrap it. ]
[… Please give a reason. ]
System explanation: [He should want to keep you by his side, not just detain you casually. ]
[You mean...] Feeling that he and his partner are getting more and more tacit understanding, Chao Deng thought for a moment: [If it is to find a place to be detained forever, he doesn't have to worry about my ability to run around or hook up with people? ]
[Yes, this is also more convincing. ]
For a monk, losing his spiritual root is equivalent to being demoted to a mortal. For anyone who has been able to fly through the clouds and travel through the fog, it is no different than death. Besides, he has already entered the Nascent Soul stage. Treating him like this is tantamount to smashing his bones.
[why? ]
[Crush you. ]
The system is extremely irresponsible.
"don't want… "
Chaodeng wanted to back up, but he couldn't move his body. His eyes were full of fear, but he didn't know that this weak appearance was more attractive than the previous reckless posture. Breathing, accidentally caught a glimpse of a small cinnabar-colored mole on his shoulder, Yue Changge's eyes paused unconsciously.
Some moxiu will be given this vermilion mole by their parents since birth, and it will not disappear until they have sex with others for the first time. Moxiu are naturally open, and the disappearance of the vermilion mole symbolizes their proud growth. The magic cultivator that has turned the entire comprehension world upside down, unexpectedly...
"You are the root of fire, I am water, it won't hurt very much."
Yue Changge's gentle voice fell into his ears, he couldn't help shaking his head towards the lamp, his whole body couldn't help shaking, the fear in his voice was as sweet as an addictive poison.
"Don't! Don't come here! Go away... go away, go away!"
He was pulled by the hand, and his whole body fell into the warm embrace with a light breath, but it made Chaodeng feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
The master of Yexuan Palace stretched out his slender and beautiful fingers to his dantian, the man ignored his struggle, and stretched the corners of his lips slightly where only the chaolong could be seen, the voice that only the two of them could hear was full of malice Laugh: "You can't escape."
[Love is worth one star. ]
"Don't, don't do this, let me go...! Ahhh!"