Inside the Nine Sun Tower.
After Qin Wuchuan had a long conversation with Zhuo Jin, they sat in the darkness, speechless for a long time.
I don't know how long it took, Qin Wuchuan's voice finally echoed in the empty tower wall—
"Okay. As a teacher, I will come out of the tower as you wish."
Zhuo Jin knocked his head heavily, then put it up and tidied his clothes, and stepped forward to pick up Qin Wuchuan.
"Master," Zhuo Jin said, "I know that you don't care about me killing Yun Xi, but I can't help but care about myself. I'm sorry for Master."
Qin Wuchuan patted his arm and said, "You are helping him, saving him. Child, don't care, for thousands of years, the old man has completely looked down on life and death, and the blood is constantly cut off, and it doesn't matter. Just ask for it. For the rest of my life, I can do a little bit more for the people in this world and live a life in vain."
"Yes, it is because the disciple is narrow." Zhuo Jin settled down, "'That one' has already handed over the Sect Master's Order to my hands. Master thinks..."
Qin Wuchuan waved his hand: "You and I, just act as elders."
"Yes," Zhuo Jin breathed a sigh of relief, "So, he comes back occasionally, just like returning home, nothing has changed."
The heavy door of Heishi opened slowly.
A long figure stood outside the gate, looking at the master and apprentice coldly.
"Where is Wei Liang?" Wang Weizhi asked.
"Wang Weizhi?" Zhuo Jin was startled, "The breath in you... Are you in a demon?!"
Wang Weizhi's expression was impatient: "I ask, where is Wei Liang?"
Zhuo Jin frowned slightly: "He never came back."
Wang Weizhi's face changed, and he turned to leave.
Zhuo Jin's broken sword drew from the scabbard, swung to Wang Wei's body, and stopped him.
Wang Weizhi sneered with his back on his back and said, "Why, Lord Zhuo Jian wants to do it with me? It is his duty to slay demons and slay demons? It is really rotten wood that cannot be carved."
"Little friend, you have misunderstood." Qin Wuchuan stepped forward slowly and said, "In fact, our suzerain has found a solution to the magic cloud. Jin'er just wants to help you, not with you."
Wang Weizhi's face was irritable, "If you have something to say, let it go!"
Qin Wuchuan himself had been infected with the magic cloud, and naturally knew Wang Weizhi’s condition at the moment. He said, "Nine Sun Pagoda can force the magic cloud out of the body. Although it cannot be eradicated, it can appropriately alleviate the pain. The little friend will stay here and wait for the sword lord. Come back, how?"
Wang Weizhi: "Hey, wanting to lock me up, wanting to mad your hearts."
Qin Wuchuan slowly raised his eyelids, his eyes fell on Wang Weizhi's face, and he was suddenly startled: "Little friend! Your appearance... seems to be very similar to me?"
Wang Weizhi raised his eyes and scanned Qin Wuchuan's face that looked like a mean old woman, and the corners of his mouth twitched frantically: "Old man, you are afraid that you are not blind. Can I be like you?"
"No, no," Qin Wuchuan said, "When I was young, I looked like you."
Wang Weizhi was even more uncomfortable: "You mean to say that when I am old, I will be as ugly as you? Don't worry, old man, even if I die old and die here, there is absolutely no possibility that ugly will become your virtue."
Zhuo Jinrao has a calm temper, and he wants to roll his eyes at this moment--how can the topic be skewed thousands of miles away when he talks about such major events as the magic cloud.
"Wait...wait!" Qin Wuchuan's eyes widened, "You are a demon, could it be that you are Huang Hua Niang's child?! Are you my and Huang Hua Niang's child?! No, I and Huang Hua Niang's child How could it be possible to be only in the teens and 20s."
Wang Wei's head is as big as a fight: "Old man, don't just recognize your relatives. My father's name is Wang Yangyan, not your ugly old man. Hey, you old man, you are born very much like Arakawa!"
Qin Wuchuan opened his mouth wide in surprise: "You, you are so young and gentle, how could you have seen your father's appearance?"
Wang Weizhi was even more surprised than him: "No, Arakawa is your father?! Then why does he say that I am his blood?! He said that I am like his big cub, this big cub, it can't be you!"
"It's me! You, who is your mother?" Qin Wuchuan asked anxiously.
"My mother's name is Huang Yinyue." Wang Weizhi suppressed his irritability.
Qin Wuchuan gasped, "Huang Yinyue... Yinyue must be the child of Huang Huaniang and I! When I and Huang Huaniang had a good relationship, she once said that she loved the silver moon in the sky the most, and if she had a daughter, she would name it Yinyue. …"
One of Wang Wei's face was dull: "So, old man, you are actually my grandfather?"
Qin Wuchuan stretched out his arms and swept Wang Weizhi into his arms, touching his hands from his hair.
"It's so small, so soft! So cute, like me, like me!" Qin Wuchuan burst into tears, "Ah my grandson! Great, great! How old are you this year? Is there a girl you like? My grandson My son is so good-looking, I should get married early and give me a great-grandchild!"
The corners of Wang Weizhi's mouth and eyes twitched wildly, and he forcibly suppressed the urge to crush the familiar old man.
Zhuo Jin also jumped his eyelids—who was the one who just didn't care about the continual incense
"Elder He of Baiyao Peak knows where the Sect Master has gone," Zhuo Jin said, "I will go over and ask for you."
This scene of ancestors and grandchildren recounting the old, it is really spicy eyes.
Zhuo Jin asked for a full half an hour, and when he returned to the Nine Sun Pagoda, he saw that the old and the young had finally finished holding them, both sitting on the stone steps under the tower with exactly the same movements.
"Sect Master went to Qianqi Pass."
Wang Weizhi stood up and said, "Okay, I'll look for him first, and then I'll see you... grandfather."
He was a little awkward.
Although he is not familiar with Qin Wuchuan at all, this is the first time in his life that he recognizes a person's family status from the bottom of his heart and words.
When he turned around, he found that his eye sockets were hot.
He flew thousands of miles away, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Sneez, useless old man, so I cry. If there is anything good to cry, I won't cry."
Wang Weizhi flicked his long hair and swept towards Qianqiguan.
Halfway, he suddenly remembered something.
Between him and Ji Yuan, it's not over yet!
…
1,500 miles northwest of Yunshuiyao, there is a big city full of peach puppets. After the puppets are infused with aura, they can do some rough work such as sweeping, and the family and Xiaozong will use the puppets instead of servants.
The corners of Wang Weizhi's lips smiled and swept down.
Walking in the crowd, the magic blood in his body still rushed and boiled, making him restless and depressed. The blood is hot and painful, but the body is extremely cold. It is such a strong contrast that makes the Mozu extremely eager to tear everything in front of him, and sprinkle his body with the blood of others.
At this moment, the surface of Wang Weizhi's body seemed to still have the temperature and smell of Qin Wuchuan. They are like a thin protective film, which relieved his mania a lot.
He faintly understood what Huang Yinyue was like.
'This old man, it's been a long time since he took a bath, his body was stained with rotten smell, and he was still lingering after the wind blew all the way. In the future, never want to meet me again! '
Wang Weizhi pouted his mouth in disgust and walked into a puppet shop.
"Bring me a hundred. Want the best puppets." Wang Weizhi said with a smile.
"Good!" The shopkeeper is a fat middle-aged woman, her cultivation is in the middle of Jin Dan.
The monks doing business here are the kind of people with insufficient talents but good skills. They were not efficient in cultivating, so they found a different way, earning spirit stones to buy medicine pills and herbs, and promoted by knocking medicine.
"All men." Wang Weizhi bit the word'male' hard.
The chubby female shopkeeper took the doll while laughing and jokingly said: "The little son is like a jade tree in the wind, even if you buy a female doll, no one will misunderstand you!"
Wang Weizhi smiled quietly.
As the first arrogant of the Wang clan, Lingshi has always been indispensable.
He generously paid twice the spiritual stone, put a hundred peach puppets into the Qiankun bag, and then continued to rush to Qianqiguan.
As soon as Wang Weizhi passed the Yunshui Ballad, his whereabouts were reported to Qianqiguan by the demon.
He rushed all the way, frightened all the way.
The most important reason that the demons can't beat the human beings is that they don't have any rules and regulations. But at this moment, the demon who stretched for thousands of miles and was crowded with dwarf rivers was neat and tidy, and the needles dropped could be heard.
Although Wang Weizhi is a demon at this moment, his heart can't help hanging down to his throat. He secretly thought that after he met Lin Ju, he had to go to Wanjian to return to the sect and tell his maternal grandfather, the Demon Race, the terrible news. Offended!
How terrible is a disciplined magic army
Nobody knows.
Because if they were disciplined and organized to invade the immortal territory, the human race would have been extinct long ago!
"Wei Liang is really at Qianqi Pass? This will be at Qianqi Pass, I'm afraid it is already a corpse."
One of Wang Wei's Lu was uneasy, and he was also a little strange in his heart-these demons had clearly found him, but did not move, and let him go all the way south.
All the doubts disappeared when they saw the scene in Qianqi Pass.
Wang Weizhi almost fell from the cloud head.
I saw the demon army lined up in a neat phalanx, one by one walking on the round stone platform in the center of the Qianqi Pass, like a pilgrimage, kneeling reverently in front of Lin Chuo, bowing his head, waiting for treatment.
Wang Weizhi rubbed his eyes and hesitantly descended.
At this moment, the devil who had been tragically jumped in before and was kicked to the end of the team by Wei Liang finally came to Lin Chuo again—the devil was so close to him, everyone was very sympathetic to his experience, a few arrangements The flag-raising demon of the phalanx quietly opened a back door for him and sent him to the front row.
He was worried, for fear of being recognized by Wei Liang, who was standing by. He hung his head heavily, one of his heads about to hang down on his belly.
Wei Liang didn't remember his appearance, but the devil was careless, and no one noticed that Wei Liang's footprints were still on his hips, so this detail betrayed him gorgeously.
Seeing that Wei Liang narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he still wanted to kick his feet, Lin Yu quickly grabbed his hand and motioned him to let the hapless child go.
Wei Liang sneered and returned to her side.
The demon let out a long sigh and blew up all the fine gravel on the ground.
Just waiting for Lin Chu to put his hand on his head, he suddenly heard the sound of the neat clothes breaking, Wang Weizhi fell from the sky, grabbed the demon, and threw him down.
All the demons: "..." Unlucky boy, committing evil!
"Lin Qiu, get me healed quickly." One of the unqualified jumpers, Wang Wei, stretched out his wrist in front of Lin Chu with a reassuring look.
With a cheeky face, he completely ignored Wei Liang who was aside.
Against the icy gaze that was as cold as a knife, the hot magic blood in his body seemed to have condensed a little, and he was very comfortable.
Lin Chu didn't need to look at it to know that his big freezer must be very upset.
"Oh, that, Wang Weizhi," Lin Chuo raised his eyelids, glanced at him indifferently, and said, "I refuse to jump in the queue here. Listen to my husband's arrangement and go to the back in line."
Wei Liang laughed lightly.
Wang Weizhi just clicked his mouth, and suddenly felt chills in his back.
Looking back, I saw thousands of pairs of eyes fixed on his body, as if as long as Wei Liang waved his hand, they would swarm up and tear the uninvited person to pieces.
"Brother Liang..." Wang Weizhi turned his head back and put on a false smile, "Let the sister-in-law save me first."
Wei Liang: "..." There is such a shameless person.
Although Wei Liang's face was still sullen, he didn't embarrass him anymore and asked Lin Chi to suck away the magic cloud for him.
When the magic cloud left, Wang Weizhi was immediately relieved, shaking his head and shaking his head with emotion.
"Sister-in-law, is the soul injured?" Wang Weizhi felt refreshed, and began to consider Lin Chuo's injury. He said to Wei Liang, "Brother Liang, there is a secret medicine in the Hehua Sect called Jade Flower Gel. It's better to repair the soul, it's much easier to use than the Guyuan Grass. This Guyuan Grass is not right!"
One mouth, one Liang brother and sister-in-law, called them so smoothly.
Wei Liang's careless eyes narrowed slightly.
On this round table, a dense layer of used Guyuan grass has been laid, and the devil is still collecting spirit grass from all over and sending it over, but Lin Chu doesn't seem to be getting better.
Wei Liang naturally knew that Guyuan Grass was not symptomatic. The effect of Guyuan Grass is to fuse the soul and the body. Using Guyuan Grass to heal the wounds of the soul is like filling the stomach with the most precious medicinal materials. The waste is small and the key is not easy to use.
"Go get it." Wei Liang said.
Wang Weizhi waved his hand again and again: "Brother Liang, you don’t know, I’m really afraid of the Hehua Sect. Those women... Tsk, like an octopus, I can’t move. I’m not unwilling to go, I’m just afraid. If the time is delayed, things may not be available."
Hehuazong is the sect where Mu Roujia is located. Both men and women practice fascination.
Wang Weizhi was still a young man with a strong spirit, and it was inevitable that those Yingying and Yanyan who could not stand against him were also inevitable.
Wei Liang fixedly looked at him for a while, with a slight smile on the corners of his lips, and said lightly to the demon underneath: "Anyone who approaches within ten feet of the Holy Lord will kill without mercy."
"Yes!" The tidy roar rushed straight into the sky, shaking down a small group of wild geese in the clouds.
The corners of Wang Weizhi's mouth twitched, and he consciously jumped a big step backwards and landed on the edge of the stone platform.
Wei Liang stroked Lin Chiu's hair lightly, and said in a low voice, "I will return immediately."
The Hehua Sect is thousands of miles away from here, and Lin Chuo's soul was wounded, so it is really not suitable to travel long distances. If Wei Liang walked alone, he would be able to return in just a few hours.
"Yeah, don't worry." Lin Chuo is really not at all false at this moment.
Don't look at these demon beings as honest as rabbits in front of Wei Liang, in fact, they are still fierce monsters. They are in the protection circle of the demon, and they are definitely more than hiding in the guardian array of the return of ten thousand swords. Safety.
Besides, there is another Wang Weizhi beside him.
Although this person is unruly and unruly, he has a clear personality. If there is a strong enemy, he will definitely do his best to protect her.
Wei Liang said that "those people" could not come here. Therefore, apart from Wei Liang, the most powerful force in this world is only the Sword Sovereign level.
Wang Weizhi and these billions of demons were enough to tear a few sword kings into pieces.
Lin Chuo is fearless.
Wei Liang flicked his black sleeve and disappeared into the wind.
Wang Weizhi eagerly leaned towards Lin Chuo, and just about to step into the foot, he suddenly felt fierce and rushed towards him.
He stopped dangerously on the one-foot boundary, raised his hands, and signaled to the demons that he did not cross the boundary.
The demons put away their fangs and stared at him closely, guarding against thieves.
Wang Weizhi sat on the spot and raised his chin at Lin Chiu: "Hey, don't you worry that Wei Liang was abducted by a woman from the Hehua Sect? Tsk, let me tell you, those women are great for each match! Charming! Great work! If Wei Liang really runs away, don't be angry, and if you are with me, I won't be abducted. You see, I will consciously avoid that place of right and wrong, and I will never take a half step."
Lin Chuo: "Naive."
Wang Weizhi waved his hand and said, "Don't cry for me when the time comes. I didn't frame Wei Liang deliberately, but the secret medicine really helped your injury. You don't know how powerful the Hehua Sect is! So what? Yingjiao Liucui, Yutao Bicha, all of them are pulled out, they are all first-class charming people, not to mention Mu Jiarou, the first beauty of the Hehua Sect, tusk, it was Wei Liang who saw it, and it was soft. The bones..."
"Puff, chirp," Lin Chuo said, "I think you are in a good mood, why, if you haven't seen you for a day, what good things have happened?"
Wang Weizhi didn't expect that his hidden thoughts would be exposed at once.
He stayed in a daze, and smiled uncomfortably: "Sneez, what a good thing, it's just meeting a bad old man."
Before Lin Chu asked any more questions, he consciously said: "It was Qin Wuchuan, the ancestor sword king who returned to the clan with ten thousand swords. It turns out that this man is Huang Yinyue's own father, that is, my grandfather, scoff, I recognize him because he feels sorry for him. The old man."
Lin Chuo was infected by his light and fluttering tone, and his mood improved a lot more inexplicably.
"Very good. If you can condense Arakawa in the future, you will have more ancestors."
Wang Weizhi pulled up his lips and smiled: "Yes. Didn't Arakawa pass on all the ancestral room tricks to me, Lin Qiu, or don't you talk to Wei Liang, just his cold and rigid appearance, I think With him, I’m afraid there will be a lot less fun between the bedclothes. It’s better to be with me. Really Lin Qiu, no matter how strong a man is, it’s useless if he doesn’t work..."
Lin Chuo sank his face, his voice was cold: "Wang Weizhi, it's gone."
"Sneer, boring." Wang Weizhi saw that she really turned his face, and immediately became disappointed, walked to the side and sat down everywhere.
Lin Chuo suppressed his anger and continued to heal the devil.
Although Wei Liang had spoken, no one was allowed to approach her within ten feet, but as a holy lord, a pampered and proud woman who was able to climb on top of Wei Liang's head, she still had a little bit of power to let the devil one by one. Come up for treatment.
After sending away a few demons, Lin Chuo's mood slightly calmed down.
In the book, Wang Weizhi also said this to Liu Qingyin. Liu Qingyin was not angry, but shy.
Lin Chuo was just the opposite. She didn't feel shy at all, but she was so angry.
She knew that Wang Weizhi's little boy was open-minded, but he couldn't speak his mind, and that he could speak and act like this to everyone he met. She also knows that he has no intentions, and will not really move any crooked minds, and will avenge revenge and covet herself.
But she was still very angry.
I don't know where the anger comes from, but vaguely feel that there seems to be a very comfortable aura between her and Wei Liang, which can't tolerate the slightest touch of outsiders, and no jokes are allowed.
Even if he wasn't there, she would still explode at one point.
Lin Chuo thought with a stare, a little confused, and his curiosity gradually overwhelmed his anger.
She sent away the demon in front of her, and when she swept her eyes, she saw a three-foot tall puppet puppet in front of Wang Weizhi. With a small dagger in his hand, he cut the wood chips from the puppet puppet little by little. Come.
The puppets opened their eyes and mouths wide, with vivid panic and pain on their faces.
What kind of weird play is this
Wang Weizhi seemed to have eyes on his back, and he felt Lin Chuo's gaze.
He didn't look back, and while slowly cutting through the puppet man's fingers, he explained to her: "It's Jiyuan, I will keep him, and slowly tidy up."
Lin Chiu frowned slightly.
Wang Weizhi turned his head to look, and said displeased: "Lin Qiu, do you want to persuade me to be forgiving and forgiving? Don't be like that, it means that standing and talking don’t hurt your back—you know what he does to me and my family. What happened, I just wish I could make him a thousand times worse!"
"No," Lin Chiu said, "I think you are raising a tiger."
She didn't mind letting Ji Yuan suffer. If Wei Liang came to do this, she would only clap her hands and cheer, but Wang Weizhi... Sorry, she really couldn't believe this unreliable guy.
Wang Weizhi chuckles disdainfully: "Shit, Jiyuan can't get over the waves anymore. I only have a ray of his soul. In addition to being able to really feel all kinds of pain and let me squeeze round and flatten, he does everything. can not do this."
Lin Chu sighed: "How much do you have to suffer in order to have a long memory."
Wang Weizhi was unhappy: "I won't tell you. Women have long hair and short knowledge."
Lin Chuo was not a person who lay flat and Rendi. She smiled coldly, brushed her shoulder-length hair, pointed to Wang Weizhi's long ponytail and said, "Yes, long hair, short knowledge."
Wang Weizhi: "..."
He was alone for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said dullly: "Hey, let me tell you a secret, do you want to listen?"
"Um?"
Wang Weizhi said: "If you want to hear, don't sullen your face. I just said Wei Liang's words unintentionally. I didn't want to destroy your relationship."
Lin Chuo raised his eyebrows: "Well. I'm not angry anymore." This kid still has eyesight.
Wang Weizhi sighed and said, "Ji Yuan is so crazy for a woman. This woman is an opera singer named Mei Niang."
"Oh?" Lin Chiu suddenly remembered Ji Yuan's makeup.
"Do you know what Ji Yuan was before he was enchanted?" Wang Weizhi leaned forward and spit out two words mysteriously—
"Eunuch."
Lin Chuo: "..."