Zong Ziheng washed the water, changed his clothes, and wiped it for a long time. He still suspected that there was a faint smell of dog urine lingering on his body, so he asked, "Xiao Jiu, do you still smell like big brother?"
Zongzi Xiao looked at him with his chin in his hands: "Yes, there is the fragrance of orchids."
"Doesn't it stink?"
"It's delicious, brother has always been delicious."
"That's good." Zong Ziheng heaved a sigh of relief, "Have you cleaned it?"
"Um."
"Come on, brother, take a look." Zong Ziheng wiped his younger brother's hair with a towel, wrinkled his nose and smelled it, "Well, it seems to be really clean."
Zong Zixiao looked up at Zong Ziheng: "Brother, have you ever kissed?"
Zongzi Heng squinted at him: "What nonsense are you thinking in your little head?"
"Have you ever kissed?"
"I'm not married, of course not."
"Second brother is not married either, but he has been to a brothel."
"A person who cultivates Tao should not indulge in desires. Whether it is material desires, appetites, desires for victory or defeat, or desires for sex, human desires are a bottomless pit that can never be filled. To cultivate the Tao, you must cultivate your body, and you must cultivate your mind."
Zong Zixiao slowly revealed a smile: "As expected of a big brother."
"But today..."
"I stopped you today for your own good, so as not to shake your Dao heart."
"I'm eager to save people, how can you think of those irrelevant things, you are really ignorant." Zong Ziheng reprimanded.
"I just don't allow elder brother to kiss her. If you kiss her, you will always remember what to do with her. Even if you don't remember her, she will always remember what to do with you."
"Where did you learn so many fallacies?"
"You taught me."
"I never taught you."
"You taught me."
Zong Ziheng laughed and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense."
Zong Zixiao sneaked a glance at Zong Ziheng's always red lips, feeling a strange emotion in his heart.
It's so strange, why do people kiss, and what does it feel like to kiss
"Okay, let's go, let's go see Chen Xingyong."—
What happened today has already caused an uproar in Yancheng. Three people drowned in the inn. In order to avoid friction with the local guardian Xianmen, Xu Zhinan left two disciples to deal with the aftermath. The others left with the prisoners of the Lion League. I found an abandoned Taoist temple nearby.
After Chen Xingyong woke up, although his face was ashen, his expression was somewhat provocative.
Zong Ziheng stared at Chen Xingyong: "Chen Xingyong, you have committed a lot of evil, devoid of humanity, and when you are about to die, you have no regrets?"
Chen Xingyong smiled and said: "If I show remorse and cry bitterly and beg for mercy, will His Highness let me go?" Chen Xingyong has a handsome appearance, pale complexion, and a hint of femininity in his speech.
Contrary to the Pure Yang Sect, the founder of the Cangyu Sect was a female cultivator, who practiced the most yin and cold exercises. Men who practice this way will become less masculine.
"Shameless!"
Zong Zixiao said: "Brother, why do you have to talk nonsense with such a lowly person, he will not easily reveal the buyer behind the scenes, it is better to go straight to the punishment."
Xu Zhinan said coldly: "Chen Xingyong, you stole pills and killed yourself. You have committed many crimes on your body, and death is not a pity. If you want to have a good time, you should answer our questions honestly. Otherwise, some people would like to skin you and have cramps."
"Xu Zhenzhen, I have no grievances with you, why are you chasing me so hard?" Chen Xingyong said frivolously, "Let me guess, you also want to be fair, right?"
"You are a scum in the world of cultivating immortals. Everyone will punish you. As a hundred-year-old immortal sect, I, Chunyang Sect, eliminate harm for the people and restore the righteous way. What reason do I need?"
"So, you don't want Gong Shuji?" Chen Xingyong's tone was full of sarcasm.
Zong Zixiao also looked at Xu Zhinan, even though his eldest brother told him not to judge others by himself, he still didn't believe that anyone would be completely indifferent to such a powerful magic weapon.
Xu Zhinan took out a simple and unremarkable wooden ruler from his Qiankun bag: "I will take care of this magic weapon, and when Fei Ling arrives, I will hand over Gong Shuji and you, a traitor from the Cangyu Sect, to her."
Hearing the words "Flying Lingshi", a trace of fear finally flashed across Chen Xingyong's face.
"However, before that, you must tell the truth about what you know. My Chunyang Sect has always acted openly and aboveboard, but I don't have to pay attention to the way of a gentleman when dealing with a beast like you."
Zong Zixiao suddenly stood up from his chair, walked in front of Chen Xingyong, and kicked him in the face.
Chen Xingyong flew upside down and hit the wall, blood gushed from his mouth and nose.
Zong Ziheng frowned slightly.
"Do you still remember that in Gutuo Town three years ago, you almost killed me and my elder brother?" Zong Zixiao's immature face looked very sinister at this time, "You want my pill, and you deserve it too?"
Chen Xingyong spat out the blood in his mouth, but didn't make a sound.
"Are you afraid of Fei Ling envoy Qi Mengsheng? Why?" Zong Zixiao smiled and showed his white teeth, "Do you think I'm not worthy of your fear?"
Chen Xingyong stared warily at the handsome boy in front of him.
"Xiao Jiu, come and sit down." Zong Ziheng said.
Zong Zixiao turned to look at Zong Ziheng: "Brother, let me interrogate him. For the past three years, I have been thinking about how I will take revenge when he falls into my hands one day. I will let him speak."
"Xiao Jiu, come here." Zong Ziheng emphasized his tone.
Zong Zixiao curled his lips unconvinced, and retreated.
"Chen Xingyong, let me ask you." Zong Ziheng said in a deep voice, "How many people's golden elixirs have you dug up in total, and where did those golden elixirs go? You attacked us in Gutuo Town three years ago, and you were attacked again." Who instigated it."
Chen Xingyong said flatly: "If I say it, I will die. If it were you, would you say it?"
"You are already a dead person, what are you still thinking about?"
Chen Xingyong chuckled twice: "I'm going to disappoint His Highness, you can't take my cheap life for the time being, do you know why?"
Zong Ziheng narrowed his eyes.
"Because the senior senior brother of the Pure Yang Sect dare not kill me."
Xu Zhinan opened his mouth to speak.
"Unless." Chen Xingyong laughed, "He doesn't want the life of his good brother."
Xu Zhinan was stunned for a moment, and then jumped up: "What did you do to Yanzhi?!"
Zong Ziheng was also surprised. Cheng Yanzhi went to track down the mysterious man in black and didn't return all night, could it be...
Chen Xingyong laughed out loud.
Zong Ziheng only felt a pale golden shadow flash across his line of sight, and the next moment, Xu Zhinan had already held Chen Xingyong's neck, and pushed him into the earthen wall. At the same time, he heard the sound of the earth wall cracking and Chen Xingyong's bones breaking.
Chen Xingyong let out a short howl, his face suddenly turned pale, and beady drops of sweat slid from his forehead.
Xu Zhinan sternly said, "Where is my junior brother?!"
Zongziheng and Zongzixiao both showed surprise. It was the first time they saw Xu Zhinan showing his strength. When the inn was flooded before, they only thought that the disciples of the Chunyang Sect could save people extremely fast, and they held their breath underwater much longer than ordinary people, but they saw Xu Zhinan with their own eyes. The speed and strength are still surprising.
Cultivators of the Tao are already superhuman in physical strength, but the high-level monks of the Pure Yang Sect are almost inhuman.
Chen Xingyong looked at Xu Zhinan weakly: "I'm alive, so your junior brother can save his life, otherwise, you just wait to clean him up." He coughed up blood, and showed a smirk, "It's not a whole body."
Blue veins appeared on Xu Zhinan's forehead, and he secretly tightened the hand holding Chen Xingyong's neck, as long as he wanted, he could easily break the neck.
Zong Ziheng came over and comforted him in a calm tone: "Brother Xu, let him go first, we must first know the whereabouts of Master Cheng."
Xu Zhinan threw Chen Xingyong to the ground, gritted his teeth, and said, "Yanzhi's cultivation is not vulgar, and he shouldn't be easily controlled by others. Chen Xingyong, if you dare to lie to me, I will make it impossible for you to live or die!"
Chen Xingyong collapsed on the ground in embarrassment, endured the pain and said: "One life for another, let me go, and your junior brother will come back naturally."
"You're dreaming."
A Pure Yang Sect disciple ran in suddenly: "Brother, the Cangyu Sect's Fei Ling has arrived!"
Xu Zhinan glanced at Chen Xingyong who was shivering on the ground, and said to Zongzi Heng: "Go, go see Qi Mengsheng first, and discuss countermeasures together."