How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

Hongxuan thought about it.

As long as it is not the stars and the moon in the sky, Mo Yang can find any rare treasure he likes, as long as it exists in this world, with his own ability.

After all, he didn't have much to do on weekdays, so he went out to look for some treasures just to kill time.

If Shangqing Immortal Venerable knew this at this time,

He has always been the eldest disciple who takes the world as his responsibility.

I'm ready to coax people out to go treasure hunting, under the pretext of killing time.

I guess everyone would wonder if there was something wrong with their teaching.

"Whatever you want, I can find it."

What he wants to give Mo Yang must be good, and it must be thousands of times better than these carrots.

Mo Yang laughed out loud at Hong Xuan's serious look.

"What are you laughing at? Don't you believe me?" Hongxuan asked him seriously.

This person just knows how to laugh.

But she smiled so beautifully that Hongxuan couldn't even get angry.

"Believe it, I naturally believe Hongxuan." Mo Yang couldn't stop laughing.

Hongxuan is so likable like this, even when he's jealous he's so cute.

Mo Yang couldn't help it and raised his hand to pinch Hongxuan's cheek.

"Stop it." Hongxuan brushed him away gently, "I'm not kidding you."

"I know." Mo Yang returned to his serious state, curled his lips and looked at the person in front of him.

Although he still looked cold and abstinent, his words revealed a bias that was inconsistent with his temperament.

"Hongxuan, the person I love most in this world is you."

Mo Yang winked at him, "Are you going to give yourself to me?"

……

Hongxuan was stunned and his mind went blank for a moment.

"I--"

Hongxuan was just about to send himself out without hesitation, when he suddenly remembered that this sword spirit had a blood contract with Yan Ming.

This is not fair!

"You yourself are not mine, why should I give you away?"

Hongxuan didn't think there was anything wrong with discussing his belonging issue with others at this moment.

In fact, he felt uncomfortable when he thought that Mo Yang was still controlled by Junior Brother Yan Ming.

Hongxuan grabbed Mo Yang and said, "Let's go find Yan Ming and cancel the blood contract."

Mo Yang is his man, how could he be involved with Yan Ming?

"Hongxuan." Mo Yang called him softly, pulled him into his arms, and lowered his head to cover Hongxuan's lips.

"Mo Yang will always belong to Hong Xuan, and only Hong Xuan."

No one can shake this point, including Mo Yang himself.

"Well……"

Hongxuan was kissed by Mo Yang until he couldn't breathe. He didn't know how to react. He could only hug Mo Yang's neck and let him invade him bit by bit.

"You bastard, have you seen enough? Get lost!"

Mo Yang's eyes darkened, he raised his hand and swung out a palm, taking Hongxuan with him and flying to the bed in the inner room.

The master and disciple pair outside are really inhumane. They even want to watch the couple's affairs!

Mo Yang cursed inwardly, but his hands did not stop moving.

"Hiss——" Yan Ming and Shang Qing were both shaken away by Mo Yang's spiritual power, and they were so angry that their teeth itched.

"Master, this sword spirit is so bold that he dared to do that to me!"

What he said was one thing, but what Yan Ming was thinking at this moment was:

My senior brother is too gullible. He was abducted by Mo Yang as soon as he went on a long journey.

Looking at his own master again, he pestered Shangqing to eat and live with him every day. This man was just not smart at all, and Yan Ming could only worry.

"Tell me the truth, did you know this a long time ago?"

Shangqing is not a fool. Yan Ming and Mo Yang are in tune with each other, so how could he not know?

It was all my fault for trusting this little disciple too much. I believed whatever Yan Ming said and never thought about anything else.

Now, my beloved disciple was kidnapped so easily!

Hongxuan is stubborn and cannot easily change his mind about things he has made up his mind about. Now he realizes it is too late!

"That's not right. Hongxuan doesn't know that Mo Yang is the sword spirit of Jue Ji, right?"

His eldest disciple has always hated evil, if he knew that Mo Yang belonged to the demon clan...

"No, I have to stop them!"

Shangqing pretended to rush into the house, but was stopped by Yan Ming.

With him here today, no one can ruin Senior Brother’s good deeds!

"Master, why do you care about him?

Could it be that Master discriminates against the demons?

I still have the blood of the previous Demon Lord in me, Master, please kill me now!"

Yan Ming tilted his neck back, half-closed his eyes, and looked as if he was ready to die and let the king do whatever he wanted.

Shang Qing was stunned, raised his hand and slapped Yan Ming on the head.

"You come again. For so many years, you always use this excuse. I don't know whether your bloodline is harmful to you or me."

"You have the nerve to threaten me with this every day?"

"As long as it works." Yan Ming lowered his head and muttered silently, pulling Shangqing back to their yard.

"A blockhead like my brother can sense my feelings, so why can't you, Master?"

"What did you say?" Shang Qing was still thinking about his beloved disciple and didn't hear what Qing Yanming muttered.

But looking at his resentful expression, you can tell that what he said was definitely not a good thing.

"Hmm..." Yan Ming had a headache.

After returning to their residence, Yan Ming felt more and more depressed and couldn't even eat.

Why on earth!

What's so good about that sword spirit?

He's only been here for a few days? And he tricked my senior brother away like that?

Then look at myself. I have been with my master for two hundred years, but this man never treated me as a man!

"Dog Sword Spirit! You're lucky!"

Yan Ming cursed inwardly with a dark face.

"What's wrong?" Shang Qing reached out and scratched Yan Ming's chin twice.

Just like teasing a kitten, Yan Ming would smile every time after tickling him.

"Don't touch me." This time Yan Ming acted out of character and pushed Shang Qing away with a dark face, "Don't always treat me like a child."

Shang Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Aren't you just a child? If Master doesn't treat you as a child, what else can he treat you as?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Ming became even angrier.

His dark brown eyes darkened, flashing with the cold light of a wild beast.

Yan Ming grabbed Shangqing's waist from behind and pressed him onto the tea table before he could react.

?

Shangqing was stunned for a moment, and before he could understand what was happening, his lips were covered by something soft.

Yan Ming finally seized the opportunity and took advantage of it to suck and bite it twice.

"Bastard!"

Shangqing reacted and pushed Yan Ming away angrily.

Yan Ming's cultivation was naturally not as good as Shang Qing's, and he was completely unprepared against Shang Qing. This palm strike made Yan Ming spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Yan Ming!" Shang Qing's face turned red with anger, "How dare you?!"

"Why shouldn't I dare?" Yan Ming said in a cold voice, half lying on the ground with his hands covering his chest.

"Master, you always treat me like a child, but I am no longer the Yan Ming you picked up."

Yan Ming felt a sharp pain in his chest. Shangqing's palm was so powerful that it almost took his life.

Shang Qing saw his little disciple frowning in pain, his heart softened and he wanted to help him, but when he thought of his behavior just now - he deserved to die in pain!

"Get out, I don't want to see you."

Shang Qing spoke in a cold voice, turned his back and stopped looking at him.

This guy has really been spoiled by himself and is completely lawless.

He is Yan Ming's master!

How could this person have such thoughts about him!

"Heh~" Yan Ming laughed bitterly, "Master, have you never seen what I'm thinking?"

Thinking of this, Yan Ming felt sad again.

He really had no way to deal with the person in front of him.

But Yan Ming didn't want to continue playing the role of Shangqing's good disciple.

He wanted this person, wanted him to belong to him body and soul.