Under Xiaoyaomen...
Sorry, misread the script.
Um.
The eldest disciple of Baimei Sect, Dongfang Xianyun, has a single-attribute fire root and outstanding aptitude. He succeeded in building a foundation in just one year. If those righteous monks knew about it, he would be shocked.
After all, this person's cultivation speed is faster than that of the Xuan Mingzong Gong Changsheng who is called a genius.
Of course, they won't know about this kind of thing.
At this moment, he was looking at Yin Feixing crying, and sighed softly in his heart.
"It's all your fault."
"Well, I know, it's all my fault."
"You...you robbed me of my cultivation and my woman, and, moreover, my identity!"
"Well, I know, it's my fault."
"If it wasn't for you, I would be the eldest brother of Xiaoyaomen! But now, uncle would rather leave this position empty than give it to me!"
"Well, I know, everything started because of me."
"What do you know!"
A sword rested on Dongfang Xianyun's neck, feeling the coldness emanating from the blade, he blinked, looked at Yin Feixing without changing his face, and spoke more gently.
"Bajie, you're drunk."
"I do not have!"
Pulling hard on the clothes that had little fabric, Yin Feixing rested his head on his chest with tears in his eyes, and his voice became softer and softer.
"Obviously... obviously I just want to live, that's all..."
"..."
what.
It hurts to hear such words.
Carefully embraced Yin Feixing into his arms, seeing him crying and finally falling asleep, Dongfang Xianyun patted his back lightly with the other hand, and started humming that this man must have been when he coaxed him to sleep as a child Humming the out-of-key tune.
"You're not wrong, Bajie, it's all my fault."
Blame me, also desperately trying to grab everything.
Just to survive.
…
behind closed doors.
"Ugh… "
"Brother, what are you sighing for?"
"You are… "
Under the moonlight, the pink-haired boy smiled brightly. As he approached him step by step, the corners of his lips raised even more. Dongfang Xianyun narrowed his pupils and finally recognized the person in front of him.
"Brother."
"Senior brother is really ruthless."
With a pitiful tone, he hummed softly and squeezed into Dongfang Xianyun's embrace. The boy looked up at him, his pupils flickering.
"Obviously those two orthodox monks, you call them so intimate, why do you always address me as brothers and sisters?"
He was like a little beast who had been wronged, rubbing his head in his embrace, making Dongfang Xianyun almost forget what this man had done.
His expression returned to indifference, and he looked at the person in front of him with an indifferent tone.
"Hua Mumu, what did you do again? I don't have that much time to deal with the aftermath of your troubles."
His expression was so calm, Hua Mumu's inner killing intent became stronger.
Hooking him around the neck, forcing the man to look at her, Hua Mumu grinned and laughed again.
"Brother, as a demon cultivator, you have to look like a demon cultivator. I joined Baimei Cult not to play house games with you."
From the first day he joined the Baimei Cult, what he saw was all kinds of things that were not in line with the practice of this person.
Helping the people in the town to repair the streets, sending letters to remote mountain villages unconditionally, and leading the congregation to do good deeds, the key is, the disciples in the congregation are so accustomed to it and enjoy it? !
The reason is nothing more than the identity of this person.
big brother.
It's ridiculous, if he had such an identity, he would have killed him long ago and turned the world upside down!
Thinking of how she secretly wanted to kill some people to frame this person a few days ago, not only did she fail in the end, but also did some good deeds inexplicably, Hua Mumu became even more angry.
"Do you really think that I dare not kill?"
"Gong, think you can't kill Brother Xiaoyun."
In the ear, there is a cold voice.
Before he had time to react, the person beside him was snatched away. He subconsciously wanted to snatch it back, but what he saw was a touch of gold.
"You are... Gong Changsheng!"
Why do these orthodox monks love to come to them!
"Gong is honored to be remembered by Moxiu."
Glancing at Hua Mumu coldly, Gong Changsheng looked at Dongfang Xianyun who had been looking at him with a complicated expression for no reason since just now, and asked a question in confusion.
"Brother Xiaoyun, what are you thinking?"
"...Shu San Lu, why did you appear here? I remember the twenty-seven formations of Tiansha..."
"After saying goodbye to Brother Xiaoyun last time, Gong made a breakthrough."
The purpose is to protect the person in front of him.
But for these reasons, there is no need to let Brother Xiaoyun know.
These things he did were never for the sake of brother Xiaoyun's moving.
"...you are already a Nascent Soul."
"Yes."
"Is there something wrong with coming here in such a hurry? No matter what the catastrophe says, it will damage your body. It doesn't matter if you come here later, I have nothing to do."
"But Gong, I want to see Brother Xiaoyun earlier."
"...Shusan Road, you..."
"..."
Gee.
Really, people can't get in.
Orthodox monks and demon cultivators
Ah!
As if she could still feel the temperature of that person just now, Hua Mumu looked at Dongfang Xianyun with her pupils flickering, struggled for a long time, and finally left with a sneer.
There is no friendship at all, what does it matter if this person is dead or alive
Moxiu should kill. He just chose the right thing.
Until then.
"Eldest brother..."
You will eventually agree with me.
"Then Hua Mumu, have you left?"
"Yes, brother Xiaoyun."
"Hoo..."
Only then did Dongfang Xianyun relax. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"Shu Sanlu, I remember you are from Xuan Mingzong."
"Yes, brother Xiaoyun."
"The Demon Subduing Conference is about to be held."
"Yes, brother Xiaoyun."
"... Logically speaking, you should be the person in charge of presiding over the meeting."
"Eldest brother seems to have said such a thing before coming here."
"then you… "
Dongfang Xianyun's expression was unconsciously in a trance when Gong Changsheng's big brother was distracted.
big brother
This person's elder brother must be that person.
For such a thing as the Subduing Demon Conference, with that person's mind, he would definitely do everything possible to let the other party get the prestige he deserved in the Subduing Demon Conference.
Thinking of this, my heart hurts inexplicably.
"Brother Xiaoyun?"
"I... I'm fine."
Avoiding Gong Changsheng's gaze unnaturally, Dongfang Xianyun lowered his head wearily.
"In this case, Bajie should go back. It's not good to stay in Baimeijiao and be recognized by others."
"Oh, Brother Xiaoyun, did you mean that Yin Feixing?"
Gong Changsheng tilted his head, not feeling at all how incredible what he said was.
"Gong doesn't like him lying on brother Xiaoyun's bed. When he came over from there, he used the teleportation array that senior brother gave to Gong. He should have gone back by now."
However, because of the instability of the teleportation array, it is not certain where to teleport to.
As for what Yin Feixing will think when he wakes up tomorrow and finds himself in a strange place, Gong Changsheng has never considered this kind of question.
"Brother Xiaoyun is always thinking about those annoying guys. Obviously, Yin Feixing has been disrespectful to Brother Xiaoyun over and over again, and now he just sleeps on the bed. It's out of courtesy that Mr. Gong didn't hurt him."
"Shu San Lu, Ba Jie is my teacher..."
"Junior brother? Brother Xiaoyun is no longer from Xiaoyaomen."
"..."
Yes.
He is no longer a member of Xiaoyaomen.
It is said that the person who notified the sects to convene the meeting to subdue demons was his uncle.
And he is now the eldest disciple of the demon king of the Three Realms, Yi Xiangfeng.
Those things have nothing to do with him.
Knowing these things for the first time in her heart, Dongfang Xianyun pursed her lower lip in frustration, with a look of bewilderment on her face.
He thought it was wrong, he thought he was still the same as before, so he laughed and played with Bajie. Maybe, in this person's heart, he was already a demon cultivator who should be punished by everyone.
"...Then Shu Sanlu, why did you come here?"
Knowing that their identities are different now, and knowing the reason for the Demon Subduing Conference, why did they appear here
"Gong just wants to see Brother Xiaoyun. After all, Brother Xiaoyun seems to subconsciously avoid Gong every time."
"..."
"why?"
"..."
Why
You can't tell him that Dongfang Wuqiong likes him, Gong Changsheng, and he chose to avoid suspicion.
If he said that, with this person's temperament, he might have to go to his Patriarch to argue, and it would be him who would not be the best at that time.
After all, how could his Patriarch complain about the person he likes
The only one who gets blamed is Dongfang Xianyun.
Thinking in this way, Dongfang Xianyun's tone was a bit difficult.
"Let's talk about these things in another day, Shu Sanlu... You should go back."
"But brother Xiaoyun, Gong hasn't..."
"Squeak—"
The sound of the door being pushed open.
after.
"Well, apprentice brother... Did Feixing go back? I went to find him just now and found... a monk of the right way?"
"..."
Suffered.
My master is always scary when he is confused, last time Xinghe was almost injured, Yi Moli was so angry that he carried Xinghe to another courtyard, and did not let his master in for a few days.
Speaking of which, it seemed that Yi Moli was the one who rejected Xinghe the most at first, but now...
No, no, this is not the time to think about these things!
The thoughts in his mind were in a mess, and he couldn't think of a solution. Here, Yi Xiangfeng's hands began to gather terrible energy.
The brain suddenly went blank.
…
Don't let Yi Xiangfeng attack Gong Changsheng!
Don't let Gong Changsheng get hurt!
If injured!
If hurt that person will be angry!
He will hate you!
will hate you!
Dongfang Xianyun!
This kind of thing must not be allowed to happen!
…
After all, who is speaking these words in my ear
Dazzling light appeared between the sky and the earth, Gong Changsheng only saw Dongfang Xianyun rushing towards him with a pale complexion, protecting himself tightly in his arms.
My heart thumped.
And the head of the real demon king of the Three Realms, who was hiding aside, suddenly appeared and flew towards this side, with an unprecedented panic in his tone.
"How dare you kid?!"
Gong Changsheng still remembered the scene of that day until a long, long time later.
The world was flooded with dazzling light, even though he couldn't see that person, with the eyes of heaven, he could "see" him lying softly in his arms.
The tip of the nose is filled with the smell of blood.
Let him, couldn't help but cry out in pain.
"Brother Xiaoyun!"
Comprehension World July 3607.
Falling Demon Cliff's absolute wind gust was broken.
The second Mahayana Demon Cultivator came to this world.
The eldest disciple of Xiaoyaomen.
Oriental Xianyun.
Apostasy and cultivating demons.
September 3607 in the cultivation world.
Gong Changsheng, the third disciple of Xuanmingzong of the Shushan School.
Greatly break the demons and repair the twenty-seven formations of Tiansha.
Sneaked into Baimei Sect and returned with serious injuries.
Comprehension World 3608 February.
The leader of Baimei sect, Yi Xiangfeng, became the head of the Demon Lord of the Three Realms.
Comprehension world March 3608.
"Junior Brother, Junior Brother Gong hasn't said that the injury is due to that Dongfang Xianyun, and he is not awake now. If you are like this..."
"Elder Lu doesn't need to say any more."
Dongfang Wuqiong's face was icy cold, and his whole body was full of murderous intent.
"It's because I worry too much, I will solve this matter myself."
"But Junior Brother..."
"Master Uncle, people from all sects have arrived."
"I see."
"..."
Comprehension world March 3608.
The second subdue demon conference.
officially held.
The author has something to say:
It was unavoidable that Sheng'er was seriously injured, but the serious injury was not because of his aunt.
Why do you guess