Evil Master and Disciple

Looking at Guo Wei's angry expression, Linglong suddenly became distracted.

This was the first time in all these years that Guo Wei treated his mother so harshly.

"I never thought of killing Shen Lin's daughter. You should know this."

"So what? Even if you don't kill his daughter, Feng'er will live in pain all his life. Mother, I ask you to think carefully about this. Otherwise, you will lose not only your son, but also your grandson."

After Guo Wei finished speaking, he turned and left Linglong's room.

Linglong was not angry. She stared at the door for a moment, as if she didn't expect that Guo Wei, a blockhead, would dare to lose his temper with her.

After a moment, Linglong actually smiled.

Although she looks very ordinary now, her smile seems to be unique and enchanting.

"You little brat, you're over two hundred years old and you're finally acting like a man."

Linglong muttered to herself and continued to lie on the couch and eat candied fruit.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open again.

A demon-suppressing god dressed in green walked in.

She was also in disguise, and the Shen Fu Yao at this moment was not her true appearance.

"Linglong, I just saw Guo Wei storm out. What happened? Did you have a fight?"

Linglong said lazily, "He told me to give up revenge, saying it would be bad for Feng'er's future. Do you think he's crazy? We've been preparing for so many years, and the plan is going so smoothly. How can we give up now?"

Shen Fuyao's eyes flickered as he said, "Haha, I think you've gone crazy. If you want to seek revenge on Shen Lin, just go by yourself. Why bring your family along? Ye Feng is doing so well now. He's a world-famous young poet and the most promising young disciple of the Yunhai Sect. Most importantly, Ye Feng has lost his memory.

Guo Wei was originally reluctant to send Ye Feng to the Yunhai Sect, and he must be even more reluctant now.

I think we should change our plan and abandon the previous one. We should go straight to Xingluo Peak and fight Shen Lin to the death.

Either he kills us, or we kill him, and then we are killed by the masters of the Yunhai Sect. From then on, the grudges are settled, and there is no connection anymore. Let the younger generation live well, isn't that great?"

Linglong glanced at Shen Fuyao and said, "Are you also wavering?"

"Of course I won't waver, but I just feel...that I shouldn't impose my hatred on the next generation."

"Humph, I actually thought about letting it go, but the tragedy of the Guo family's massacre thirteen years ago made me wake up. Shen Lin is a demon. He will not let go of any of Fuyou's descendants."

"Linglong, I've actually been wanting to ask you this for a while now. Was it really Shen Lin who secretly mobilized the Qinglong Mountain cultivators to attack the Guo family? Ever since the incident at Qinglong Mountain a while ago, I've always felt like something was amiss."

at the same time.

Yunhai Sect, Xingluo Peak.

night.

Mozhuxuan.

Mozhuxuan has been a bit deserted recently.

Yun Shuang'er went down the mountain to gain experience. Jin He first went to the Yunv Sect to watch the fighting. After resting for a few days, he went to the Xuanzhen Sect under the leadership of Yu Chenzi to watch the inner sect fighting of the Xuanzhen Sect.

Now that the inner sect fighting of the Xuanzhen Sect is almost over, this observation group is heading to Lingtai Temple again.

Nangong Yan, who has the most lively personality, has been in seclusion recently, striving to reach the peak of Guiyuan realm.

Li Xuerong is still reflecting on what happened last time.

This led to Mozhuxuan being in a state of depression.

Tonight, after Fatty Yulong finished teaching Ling'er and the others how to practice, he wandered around the mountainside somewhat absentmindedly.

Before I knew it, I arrived at the door of Mozhuxuan.

He lingered at the door for a while, seeming a little hesitant.

It happened to be seen by Sun Qingqing who came back from outside.

"Uncle Yulong, why are you hanging around at the door? My master is at Mozhuxuan."

"Ah... Qingqing, I just ate too much last night, so I came out for a walk to help digest it."

At this moment, the voice of Fairy Yuying came from the courtyard, saying, "Since you are here, come in and have a cup of tea."

Upon hearing this, Master Yulong laughed dryly and said, "I just happened to be passing by."

Now that we have discovered it, we have no choice but to go in.

He came to Fairy Yuying's room and closed the door.

Fairy Yuying was sitting in front of the teahouse and making tea.

She looked up at Master Yulong and said, "You haven't looked for me in a few days. You look like you have something on your mind."

“I…I didn’t…”

Yuying glared at him, and Master Yulong immediately shut up.

He laughed dryly and said, "My parents gave me life, but my junior sister knows me best."

Yuying said, "Let's not talk about your business first. Let's talk about Ye Feng and Shuang'er first. How are they doing in the capital?"

Fatty Yulong sat down, picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "A few days ago, Feng'er and I contacted each other using the Spiritual Sound Mirror. They are doing well in the capital. It seems that Shuang'er has gained a lot from her training in the mortal world in recent months. She has been in seclusion recently. Maybe she can reach the Divine Silence Realm before the Spiritual Mountain Competition."

Upon hearing this, Yuying raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said, "You are worthy of being my disciple."

Then, she put on a stern face and said, "Ye Feng didn't do anything beastly to Shuang'er, did he?"

Fatty Yulong said, "Who do you think of my disciple? He's only sixteen, not yet an adult. He doesn't have much need for this kind of thing. Even if there were any beastly actions between the two of them, it was probably done by Shuang'er to Feng'er. Shuang'er is twenty-four this year and has long passed puberty..."

"What did you say?!"

"It was just a joke!" Seeing that Yuying was really angry, Fatty Yulong immediately smiled and apologized.

Fairy Yuying glared at Yulong fiercely and said, "Don't make jokes like this in the future, or I'll break your legs. Tell me, what's wrong with you lately?"

When Fatty Yulong heard this, the playful smile on his face gradually disappeared and he sighed softly.

"Junior sister, I've been tricked."

"puff……"

Fairy Yuying, who was drinking tea, almost spit it out.

"You? Being schemed against? For so many years, you've been the only one scheming against others. How could others scheme against you? Although you're ugly, I have to admit that there aren't many people in the entire Yunhai Sect who are smarter than you."

Fatty Yulong said, "Junior sister, you finally praised me for once after all these years. However, I was really tricked this time."

Seeing Fatty Yulong's serious expression, Yuying put away her joking thoughts.

She frowned slightly and asked, "Who is it?"

"The mother of your most beloved disciple."

"Uh? Explain clearly, I don't quite understand."

"She's Shuang'er's mother. Aren't you her most cherished disciple?"

Fairy Yuying said, "Yulong, the more I listen, the more confused I become. Shuang'er's mother? The God of Subduing Demons? She's been dead for over twenty years. How could she plot against you?"

Fatty Yulong smiled bitterly and said, "You are wrong."

"Where is wrong."

"You're both wrong. First, Shen Fu Yao isn't dead. Second, she's not plotting against me now; she started plotting against me over twenty years ago."

Upon hearing this, Fairy Yuying's face suddenly changed, and she cried out in a lost voice, "What did you say? Shen Fu Yao is not dead? What's going on?"