Everyday, the Demon Lord is Escaping His Marriage

While chasing, Hua Che said in his heart, "Stay for a little bit, fight for a little bit".

Although his cultivation base is still shallow now, but he has come here anyway, should Ji Feng wake up?

In his previous life, he came to Mingyue Valley with everyone to practice. In order to save others, he slipped and fell into the cold pool hundreds of feet deep at the bottom of the valley, where he met Jifeng who had been covered in dust for many years.

Although this meeting happened a year earlier, but at least it was the sword that had been fighting with him for many years, fighting bloody battles, accompanying him day and night, and the bond engraved on the soul, would it disappear with the passage of time?

Hua Che landed on the top of the mountain. He gasped for breath and looked around, but the arsonist had disappeared.

That's right, if someone wants to escape, he can't catch up with his current self.

Hua Che was thinking whether to go back or go to the cold pool to get the sword, when suddenly, there was a loud noise in the valley!

The entire mountain range trembled!

Hua Che quickly supported an old locust tree to stabilize his body. The shock was unusual and seemed familiar.

Before Hua Che could guess, a gorgeous silver light overflowed from the bottom of the broken valley and shot straight into the sky!

This familiar aura made Hua Che's heart tremble. He chased after him almost instinctively. The closer he got, the stronger the clear and gentle aura became.

Jifeng is different from other swords.It is not as lonely and cold as Langyue, nor as clear as Tingquan, but is unique, warm and jade-like, and the wind is smooth. One sword pierces Kyushu, and the dead trees are in spring; one sword breaks the haze, and the clouds disappear.

Hua Che stamped his feet.

The sword body is frost-white and spotless, with a restrained brilliance—it is being held in someone else's hand.

Hua Che's eyes became very scary in an instant.

The arsonist didn't just set fire to the town, he came to get the ancient sword.

Although this person was dressed in black, with a huge cloak covering his entire body, Hua Che had [-]% guesses about his identity.

"You set fire to the town?" Hua Che asked cautiously.

Although the face of the arsonist cannot be seen clearly, anyone who is chased here by a 16-year-old boy will be shocked.

The arsonist stared at him for a moment, but without saying a word, he drew his sword out of its sheath and killed Hua Che.

Hua Che quickly dodges, this kind of spiritual sword has its own temper, Hua Che has been with it for a hundred years, and has long been familiar with Ji Feng's temperament.Barely dodged two tricks in the hands of the highly cultivated arsonist.

The other party was obviously taken aback. The boy who thought he could solve it easily turned out to be a tricky veteran, so he became serious.

The blade brushed past the side of the neck, if Hua Che hadn't dodged quickly, the head would have been moved now.

His eyes were blurred, he reached out to touch the bloodstain on the side of his neck, and glared at the treacherous Ji Feng: "It's against you?"

I don't know if I was really frightened by this voice, or tasted the familiar smell of blood, Jifeng buzzed a little uneasy.

The arsonist grasped the sword with all his strength, and his voice was low and deep: "You are already my spiritual weapon, so you want to betray the Lord?"

Hua Che sneered: "Who is its owner?"

The arsonist showed his murderous intentions, and his sword was swift and ruthless. Even though Hua Che could see the trajectory of the sword, his body couldn't react, and he was cut several times in the blink of an eye.When the sword rushed towards him again, he didn't hide at all, and stretched out his hand to grab the blade.

The tip of the sword stopped within two fingers of Hua Che's heart.

This move startled even the arsonists.

"Once the spiritual weapon recognizes its owner, it will never be betrayed for eternity. As long as the soul is immortal, no matter when and where, when it falls from Shangqiongbi to Huangquan, it only needs to be summoned, and it will return to its place immediately." Hua Che held the sword tightly, Sliding all the way from the position of the sword grid to the tip of the sword, the entire blade was stained with blood.

In an instant, Ji's scenery bloomed!

The dazzling silver light reflected Hua Che's extremely pale face, his phoenix eyes were slightly stern, and there was a bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth: "I'm not worthy to touch the spiritual weapon of this deity!"

The arsonist felt his palm burn, as if he had been burned by the fire, he instinctively let go, but the saber turned around and charged towards the center of his eyebrows!

At the same time, another sword burst out of the air, and the arsonist looked away, but he stopped entangled and left quickly.

Hua Che suppressed the evil spirit in his eyes, recognized that it was Tingquan, looked back, and it was indeed Chu Binghuan who followed.

"It's you, how about Sa Sa..." Seeing him, Hua Che's nerves, which had been tense for a long time, suddenly relaxed.

"Hua Che!" Chu Binghuan hugged him from behind in time, and when he took a closer look, his expression changed drastically.

Not to mention Chu Binghuan, even Hua Che himself was taken aback.

The front placket was stained with blood at some point, and there was a bloody hole in the right chest, Hua Che hadn't felt the pain until now.

"Don't move." Chu Binghuan seemed to be more frightened than Hua Che himself, and even his voice trembled.

Hua Che let Chu Binghuan fiddle with it, undressed and did a simple treatment to stop the wound bleeding. He seemed to remember that when he was saving the little girl, he couldn't dodge in time and was stabbed by a flying arrow.

Hua Che was sitting against a tree, he lost a lot of blood, and was very dizzy. He tried his best to look at Chu Binghuan who was playing with bottles and cans beside him.Chu Binghuan took out all the elixir treasures in his sleeves, mixed them in a hurry, and gave Hua Chedu some real energy from time to time, and then fed him some Juyuan pills, for fear that Hua Che would die if he didn't pay attention.

Hua Che looked very relaxed, he casually gazed at the moon and stars, and inadvertently lowered his eyes to look at Chu Binghuan, suddenly he couldn't laugh or cry: "Doctor Chu, did you put the angelica and safflower because I didn't bleed enough? "

Chu Binghuan was taken aback for a moment, his face turned pale.

Hua Che resisted the urge to burst out laughing, and put on an expression of melancholy, saying, "Can you do it? Why don't you change to a doctor, I don't want to die..."

"..." Chu Binghuan held his forehead, "Shut up!"

Hua Che laughed.

Chu Binghuan took a deep breath, he was so concerned that he was confused, and he forgot all the memorized recipes.He cleared his head, threw away all the prepared medicine, dug out Hua Che, who was covered in blood, from his brain, and remixed the medicine.

When Hua Che was holding the mutton fat jade bottle filled with elixir, he looked into the distance and asked, "How are Sa Sa and the others?"

"The fire has been put out, they are dealing with the funeral." Chu Binghuan urged, "Don't worry about it, just drink your medicine."

Hua Che shook the jade bottle, and the liquid medicine inside issued a friendly call, Hua Che could only feel a shudder.

After all, he and Chu Binghuan have been together for more than a hundred years and have suffered greatly from it.

Mo Zun is not afraid of heaven and earth, but he is afraid of Chu Binghuan's medicine.

It was so miserable, terribly miserable, earth-shattering, after eating this time, I dare not think about the next time, Chu Binghuan euphemistically said, "Let's see if you dare to get sick again", which scared Hua Che so much that he would run away like a shit.

Just hearing the sound of the liquid medicine rolling, Hua Che felt like crying.

"Then what, let's chat first..."

Chu Binghuan was ruthless: "Drink!"

Boo!

Hua Che pinched his nose, took a sip from the jade bottle, and was choked to tears on the spot.

Hua Che cried while coughing: "If you want me to die, tell me early, don't torture me in this way!"

Chu Binghuan was hard-hearted: "Drink it in one go!"

Hua Che was furious: "You are murdering your own husband!"

Chu Binghuan: "..."

After saying these words, Hua Che was also stunned.

It's just because the atmosphere at this moment is just right, perfectly blending with the previous life, Hua Che speaks without thinking, and instinctively... talking nonsense.

Chu Binghuan was in a daze for a moment.

It's such a coincidence that the location and characters are the same.

Half a year after entering the Shangqing Immortal Sect in their previous life, a group of them went down the mountain to practice in Mingyue Valley.Hua Che accidentally fell into the cold pool to save someone, and when he was rescued, he suffered internal and external injuries.

Chu Binghuan dispensed medicine for him, and he was very flattered.As a result, as soon as he took a sip from the bowl, Hua Che's face changed in shock, and he shouted with distorted features, "It's so bitter!? Take it away quickly, I don't want to drink it anymore!"

Hua Che is no different from a three-year-old child when he plays his temper, he refuses to drink anyway.And Chu Binghuan was not the kind of patient and good-natured person, he directly sealed Hua Che's acupoints, opened his mouth, and poured all the medicinal soup into it.

Then, Hua Che lay on the ground crying with bitter tears streaming down his face. Those who didn't know thought he sold himself to bury his father!

"Chu Binghuan, you are murdering your own husband! If you want to be a widow, just say so, and I will help you!"

In the end, Chu Binghuan chased him all over Mingyue Valley with his sword, and Hua Che finally shut up.

Good medicine is bitter, although his medicine is crazy, but the effect is really good.

After Hua Che said this, he felt extremely embarrassed. He drank the medicinal soup in one gulp, resisting the urge to cry, and a sweetness suddenly appeared in his mouth.

It is candied fruit.

Hua Che looked at Chu Binghuan in surprise, this "cruel" doctor is actually so considerate?Isn't he most fond of admiring the pained expressions of others after drinking his medicine? ? ?

The taste of this candied fruit is very familiar.

"You..." Hua Che pointed at his bloodless lips, "Where did you buy it?"

Chu Binghuan opened the Baijuan, and there were more than ten different preserved fruits inside: "I made it myself."

Hua Che is a person who likes sweets, even if he eats candied fruit, he has to coat it with a thick layer of honey.He likes to eat apples, pears, peaches and green plums.

I have bought the Hua Che sold at the stalls in the world, and I have tasted the Hua Che made by the imperial chef in the imperial city, but they are not as good as the preserved fruit made by Chu Binghuan. up.

It's a pity that Chu Binghuan was very stingy, and only showed mercy when he took the medicine and rewarded him with two pills, which made Hua Che miserable.

Later, he rebelled against the Xianmen of the Shangqing and separated from Chu Binghuantian, so he couldn't eat preserved fruits.

When they get along with Chu Binghuan again day and night, the two of them stand on the opposite side of life and death again, not to mention that you do me and eat me.

Tasting it again after a hundred years, Hua Che almost burst into tears.

He raised his hand and stuffed another one into his mouth, the third, the fourth, the fifth, and tried every kind of preserved fruit.

"I didn't expect Mr. Chu to be so ingenious." Hua Che smiled and said, "If a female cultivator from a family marries you in the future, I'm really lucky!"

Chu Binghuan glanced at him, brought dry firewood, and lit a fire.

"Ice Cube, why don't you go to Shangqing Xianmen?"

Chu Binghuan broke off a branch and threw it into the fire: "I don't want to go."

Hua Che asked lazily: "Do you want to cultivate the Dao and ascend to immortality?"

Chu Binghuan: "I don't want to."

"So, you are also in love with the world of mortals?" Hua Che was very surprised, and asked with a smile, "Then tell me, what kind of female cultivator do you like? It is impossible for a person like you to marry a woman from the mortal world, right?" ?”

Chu Binghuan didn't speak, Hua Che said to himself: "First of all, you have to have a prominent family background, at least you have to be right with Yun Tianshui Jing. Secondly, you have to have a good character and a good personality, and you have to be able to stand your cold temper. Gentle and virtuous, the cultivation should not be too low..."

"The flowers are clear."

"Your character should not be too weak, but you should be stronger. You can go to the hall and go to the kitchen. By the way, you have to be good at cooking. You, Mr. Chu, were spoiled and picky since you were a child. You don't eat meat, you only eat vegetables. Chili, like tofu and pasta..."

Chu Binghuan's heart tightened, and he looked deeply at him: "You, you know me so well?"

"I like dumplings, stuffed with three delicacies, and I only drink Lushan Yunwu for tea. Oh, if there is no such thing, West Lake Longjing can do it; I don't like drinking, except I have to drink it during New Years and festivals, I only drink Qiulubai; I have a cleanliness addiction and hate dirty , going to bed without taking a shower after sword practice will definitely be beaten..."

Chu Binghuan's eyes were foggy: "Where did you find out about this?"

Hua Che chuckled, "I'll guess! Also, every night before going to bed, you have to light agarwood. I'm going to write this down with a pen and give it to your true destiny."

Chu Binghuan's expression turned cold: "Shut up and rest."

"No." Hua Che smiled, bright and open, his handsome face showed fatigue that couldn't be concealed, "I'm afraid that if you shut up now, you won't have the chance to speak again."