After dressing as a demon, I accidentally deceived the feelings of my old enemy

Feng Ce frowned and looked at him, his deep eyes were sharp and vigilant, he quickly suppressed the cruelty in the other party's eyes, and replied: "Calling people stupid is nothing more than to cover up my pitifully low IQ."

The person who came was the genuine Demon Venerable Feng Che, only then did Feng Ce realize that this place was not the real world, but an illusion, but this illusion was made extraordinarily real, if Feng Che hadn't appeared, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

Although I don't know why Feng Che still appeared before he was completely dead, but since he came to him and uttered such a provocative word, he was either doing something or looking for trouble.

Sure enough, Feng Che sneered: "Last time I found a chance to give you the missing memory, but you told that ghost system, you still don't admit that you are extremely stupid?"

Feng Ce had no impression: "What do you think I told the system?"

Feng Che didn't say anything clearly at this time, his eyes drifted subconsciously, and he was obviously guilty, and then said: "It's nothing, it doesn't matter to you after all. I finally found a loophole in the system this time. It didn't take long. You listen carefully to me." .”

"The deity's body is only lent to you temporarily. If you dare to lose an arm or a leg, I will not spare you."

"Besides, it's not you that Wen Bie took a fancy to, but the yin and soft body of this deity. That's why he drugged you and formed a blood contract with you. The purpose is to make you his furnace."

"The last thing, don't be stupid and tell the system that the deity has appeared, and don't tell it what the deity said to you."

Feng Ce didn't respond, but instead asked him, "What does the system have to do with you?"

"What do you care about? You are using the body given to you by the deity. It is best to be sensible." Feng Che took a step back from the entrance and reached the threshold. "You must obediently do the task and redeem yourself as soon as possible. .”

After saying the last sentence, Feng Che exited the door and disappeared.

Feng Ce hurried over, chased out the door, but was blinded by the dazzling white light, opened his eyes again, and came to an endless long bridge.

741 suddenly popped up at this time: Warm reminder: The host has been pulled into the illusion by the mirror demon, please be careful.

Feng Ce: Mirror Demon?

The original book didn't mention Mirror Demon, but Feng Ce found some from Feng Che's memory.

Mirror Demon is a senior in the demon world, his cultivation base is terrifyingly high, and no one can beat him in the cultivation world, but he has retired and usually stays out for nothing.

He also came out to have a look after Feng Che built the Demon Realm.

Feng Ce recalled that he had just bid farewell to Feng Che and was dragged into the Mirror Demon's illusion, was it a coincidence?

At this time, the bottom of the feet is a vast abyss, no matter whether it is left or right, there is nothing to see, and the two ends of the bridge are endlessly extended.

When Feng Ce didn't know where to go, a vigorous voice suddenly came from above: "I have complied with your request. I hope that you, a younger generation, will not disappoint the old man's expectations. You will rule the world as soon as possible, and you will repay the old man well."

Feng Ce didn't know if it was Feng Che's fault, or what happened to them, so he asked 741: When did I ask him, and what did I get in return?

741: The system is testing...

Seeing Feng Ce's silence and not answering, Mirror Demon laughed a few times: "Leave this illusion to you. If you can get out of this bridge, you can go back."

There were no horizontal fences on both sides of the bridge, and there was no wind around. Feng Ce took a few steps forward and stopped. It would be a long way to go to the end, and the same is true for walking backward.

741 is silent yet.

Feng Ce glanced at the bottom of the bridge, there was a vast white abyss, and he couldn't see the bottom. Feng Ce, who was slightly afraid of heights, only took one look and immediately retracted his sight, and the soles of his feet were a little unsteady.

Feng Ce suddenly thought that going out from this bridge does not necessarily mean going forward or backward.

Determined by this idea, Feng Ce jumped from the bridge.

The feeling of falling awakened Feng Ce, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the setting sun slanting in through the window.

Feng Ce interrupted 741 who was still testing: I have to report someone to you, the Demon Lord Feng Che just pulled me into the illusion.

741: ...

The system fell into silence, and after a while, it replied: The evil purification system will deal with this bug as soon as possible, and reward the host for reporting, +500 purification points.

Feng Ce asked 741: Is Feng Che still alive?

741: Don't worry, the host, Feng Che will never be resurrected.

Feng Ce was dubious about Feng Che's words, and the same about the system's words. He got out of bed, put on his boots, and planned to leave the house to find Wen Bie.

However, as soon as he arrived at the door, he was stopped by someone: "My lord, Master Hou ordered you not to leave the mansion for these days."

Feng Ce almost forgot about this.

Afterwards, Feng Ce avoided the patrolling government soldiers and slipped out through the back door.

The imperial guards guarding outside saw Feng Ce sneaking out from the back door, and for a while didn't know whether to stop him or not.

Feng Ce looked at their staring eyes in astonishment, and said, "Don't tell my father."

Then, go around a few streets to Wenbie Xiaolou.

it's getting dark.

Feng Ce was a little hesitant, he didn't intend to take the initiative to contact Wen Bie again, after all, what happened last night was vivid in his memory.

Although Feng Ce is not one who will take revenge, he is also a vengeful one. Whoever bullies him must find a way to return it. Unless it is irrelevant, he will let the other party jump up and down like a clown.

Don't be too hard on Wen, he can't deal with it, but he will always return it in the future.

These grudges must be put down now.

Feng Ce went upstairs and met Nie Yang, who said that Wen Bie was not here right now.

Feng Ce asked her: "Miss Nie, do you know where he went?"

Nie Yang thought for a while, and said: "Master rarely tells me where he goes, or the prince will go to the Twelve Music Pavilion and ask my junior brother, my junior brother should know."

Feng Ce: "Thank you Miss Nie."

Nie Yang smiled at him, then entered the room and closed the door.

Rong Ying was sitting inside, holding a needle and an outer robe with his legs crossed, and was sewing and mending. He heard the Fengce man leave, and said: "If you don't know, you don't know. When will the senior sister learn to be glib and deceive the prince?" Twelve-tone Pavilion asked me?"

Nie Yang: "Just say one more word and I'll slap you. Hurry up and go back after sewing."

Rong Ying raised his head and smiled, and asked, "How did your clothes get torn?"

Nie Yang went to the table and sat down: "I was too strong, I accidentally tore it while washing."

Rong Ying suddenly stopped, looked at Mie Yang who was sitting in front of the candle lamp, and said with flat eyebrows, "You are blocking my light."

……

Leaving the small building, Feng Ce sent a message to Wen Bie with Chunyu: "Come and find me at the Twelve-tone Pavilion."

After finishing speaking, he went to the Twelve-tone Pavilion, but as soon as he entered the Twelve-tone Pavilion, he bumped into Wen Bie who came out.

The two stopped.

Feng Ce: "Didn't you come to the Twelve-tone Pavilion to find me? You are in the Twelve-tone Pavilion, what are you doing?"

Wen Bie: "I knew you were outside, so I came out."

Feng Ce: "I have something to ask you. Go to your room first."

Seeing that Feng Ce seemed to be on fire, Wen Bie was probably angry because of what happened last night, but he was a little guilty after all, so he nodded and said gently, "Okay."

Soon, when the next room heard that Feng Ce had found their master so quickly, they both stared in disbelief.

Wen Bie closed the door and lit the candle lamp: "Whatever you want to ask, just ask."

Feng Ce: "Ask about you and Feng Che."

Hearing Feng Che, Wen Bie, who was bending over to light the candle, looked up at Feng Ce, and asked him, "Why did you mention him all of a sudden?"

"I also suddenly remembered."

Feng Ce looked over and deliberately kept a distance of three or four steps away from him, but his momentum was not lost at all.

From Feng Che's mouth, he learned that Feng Che had looked for him twice.Forgot something for the first time should be the fault of the system, but Feng Che could have told him what it was, but he avoided it, probably because he regretted telling him in the first place.

The second time Feng Che said that his body was only borrowed temporarily, and asked him to complete the task to redeem his body as soon as possible. When he came back, he wanted to wait for him to get his body back after being redeemed by the system.

Of course, the most important thing is to provoke the relationship between him and Wen Bie.What kind of person Wen Bie is, it is natural to know what kind of person Wen Bie is. Everyone wants to ascend to immortality, so it is necessary to look at his yin and soft body as a furnace to improve his cultivation?

Although there is nothing wrong with the two being old enemies, Feng Che knows that his relationship with Wen Bie is no longer an ordinary relationship. Normal people will not just react to sow discord when they see it.

According to Feng Che's temperament, even if he couldn't kill him, he would be furious and threaten and warn him not to have any more association with Wen.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Wen Bie stood up beside the candle lamp, supported the table with one hand, and asked, "What do you want to hear about me and him?"

"Emotional matters."

As Feng Ce said, he walked over and sat down, and was about to pour himself a glass of water when he realized that the water was cold.

Feng Ce, who wanted to drink hot water, put Chunyu under the kettle, intending to heat the water.

Wen Bie watched his antics, reached out to hold his hand, and said, "I'll make you a pot of hot tea."

After about a quarter of an hour, Wen Bie came back, poured hot tea for Feng Ce into a cup, and sat down.

"The tea is good." Feng Ce took a sip that burned his mouth, only took a sip and put it down, waiting for it to cool down before drinking, "Tell me, I want to know."

Wen Bie replied: "I have no feelings for him. Naturally, I only have hatred for my old enemy."

Feng Ce: "How does he treat you?"

Wen Bie was silent suddenly, and after a while, he said, "He is very strange."

When Feng Ce heard it, he immediately braced himself: "Where is the strangeness?"

"He can be regarded as my junior brother of the same school," Wen Bie said, "Later, he fell in love with my junior sister who liked me, and even misunderstood that I liked my junior sister, so I told him that I like men."

"After he became a demon, he once told me that he liked me, but it must have been a joke to disgust me," Wen Bie also poured tea for himself, and said calmly, "Later, he killed creatures and did bad things. Absolutely, even wanting to invade Shangyun Peak and slaughter my sect disciples to dominate the world."

Feng Ce: "Do you want to lead the human race, the demon race and the demon race?"

Wen Bie nodded: "So, I killed him with my own hands."

Feng Ce knew that Wen Bie had killed Feng Che, so he wasn't surprised. He picked up the tea and tried it to see if it was still hot.It was almost done, so he took a sip.

Drinking such hot tea on a cold spring night, my belly is full of warmth.

Feng Ce replied to him: "It's really strange. But maybe he really likes you."

Otherwise, let you keep this matter for so many years?

When this matter was told, it would definitely shock the cultivation world.

Wen Bie looked at Feng Ce: "Anyway, I don't like him, the person I like is you."

Feng Ce rubbed the center of his eyebrows with one hand, and grabbed Wen Bie's hand with the other: "Okay."

"You don't have to worry." Wen Bie went to kiss his hot lips.

Feng Ce also kissed him, and then stood up: "I should go back. It is rumored that I am with the uncle of the First Concubine, and I have been forbidden at home."

Wen Bie: "The eldest concubine's cousin?"

Feng Ce: "Yes."

Wen Bie: "..."

After a moment of silence, Wen Bie asked, "Isn't it all me?"

Feng Ce just lowered his eyebrows and smiled, then left and went back to the Hou Mansion.

Yuwu was already waiting for him in the east courtyard, and when he saw him come back, he immediately said happily: "My lord, everything has been done!"

Feng Ce nodded.

Leng Zhu didn't do anything tonight, maybe Yin Bingyu already knew about it and warned him, although Feng Ce stayed at home these days, he lived a leisurely life after retirement and listened to Yu Wu coming to tell him about Prince Rui The days of gossip are extremely nourishing.

"We are happy to marry Yin Bingyu," Yu Wu said, "arrangements are already underway, your lord, Prince Rui just likes Yin Bingyu, why should he be fulfilled?"

Feng Ce asked Yuwu to break away from Zhao Jian's control of the ghost puppets who were kept by Zhao Jian to wander around at night. The news of Prince Rui's mansion being haunted had already spread in Yongdu, and Prince Rui himself was terribly frightened. Look, it means that the mansion is too unlucky, and you have to get married and have a good time.

Of course, Feng Ce asked Yuwu to arrange the alchemist, and in the end the alchemist said that Yin Bingyu was the best candidate.

Feng Ce sat on the rocking chair, basking in the sun: "If the Grand Tutor knew about this, would he abandon Yin Bingyu?"

Yuwu: "No."

Feng Ce: "Then wait and see how they pinch each other."

Sure enough, after the Taifu heard about this, he asked the emperor for a marriage, and the emperor agreed very readily.

The wedding date is still set in three days.

After Feng Ce found out about this, he and Yu Wu sneaked out of the Hou Mansion, and had a chance encounter with Prince Rui who was going to the Twelve-tone Pavilion.

Prince Rui Zhao Jian was followed by a group of people, following him to stop, the group of people all stopped.

Feng Ce lowered his head and smiled, full of sarcasm towards the other party after he succeeded in his tricks, then raised his head to look at Zhao Jian and put away his smile for a moment, and asked him in a cheerful tone: "Prince Rui, do you feel that life is very difficult these days?" interesting?"

With Feng Ce's words, Zhao Jian immediately knew that all of this was done by Feng Ce. Although he felt extremely uncomfortable, the sinister fox-like smile on his face remained undiminished, and he looked calm.

Feng Ce pretended to think, looked back at the Twelve-tone Pavilion with his hands behind his back, and said to Zhao Jian, "Prince Rui is going to the Twelve-tone Pavilion? Let me guess that Prince Rui is going to the Twelve-tone Pavilion." What is Eryin Pavilion going to do? Bring so many people and forcefully kidnap Miss Yin?"

Liu Benxu next to Zhao Jian saw Feng Ce like this, and suddenly became angry: "Feng Ce, don't be too arrogant!"

"When it comes to arrogance, who can compare to Prince Rui?" Feng Ce looked at Zhao Jian, with a half-smile on the corner of his mouth, walked towards him, and asked, "Prince Rui thinks I'm right. wrong?"

Liu Benxu wanted to stop him, but Zhao Jian raised his hand to signal him not to act rashly.

There were three floors of onlookers and three floors outside, there was only the whispering of whispers, and the guests in the restaurants and teahouses on both sides of the street pushed out the windows to watch.

Wen Bie was no exception, he frowned coldly as he watched Feng Ce walk towards Zhao Jian, and put his hand on his left shoulder.

Feng Ce had already advanced enough to touch the corner of Zhao Jian's clothes, and he attached his head to Zhao Jian's right ear, as if embracing, and said softly to Zhao Jian: "This is just a small game, just treat it as you trying to spread the truth about me and Fu Shi'an. Little gift together, as you have done so many things to the Hou Mansion, you will be indispensable to the big gift."

Feng Ce got up, looked at the face that was no longer smiling, and was fierce and cold, and his tone became cold: "Prince Rui, please don't treat me, Feng Ce, as a dead person."

Zhao Jian took Feng Ce's hand off his shoulder, held his wrist, and looked at Feng Ce's wolf-like face fiercely: "What is this son doing? Your grandfather offended the royal family ten years ago, now But you are still suffering, could it be that the son thinks that the punishment was too light back then?"

Feng Ce withdrew his hand: "Don't tell me I almost forgot about that incident ten years ago."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, and said to Yuwu, "Let's go."

Yu Wu followed immediately, and whispered, "Your Majesty, you are really amazing."

Feng Ce didn't answer.

Wen Bie, who was standing upstairs watching the whole scene, closed the window.

In the end, Zhao Jian did not go to the Twelve-tone Pavilion, but returned directly to the residence.

He Qianqing and Ye Shaoqing ate melon seeds all over the ground on the second-floor corridor of the Twelve-tone Pavilion. Seeing that the good show was over, they asked someone to clean it, laughed and walked in and sat down.

He Qianqing gulped down a glass of water, feeling very happy in his heart, and said with a smile: "The toad wants to eat swan meat. He is ten years older than us, but he wants to marry A Yin. Your son has taught you a good lesson!"

Ye Shaoqing asked him: "Did you hear what the son said clearly?"

"How can you hear the noise down here?" He Qianqing waved his hand, "You can tell by Prince Rui's expression."

Suddenly a sword "clicked" on the table, and the voice of the visitor was low and hoarse: "Practice the sword."

He Ganqing held a melon seed between his teeth and hadn't finished chewing it yet. He raised his head to look at Qingqing, smiled immediately, and asked, "Master, can I rest for a while, just for a little while."

Tibetan Qing: "I can't."

He Qianqing immediately turned his face down, and the dead fish looked at Ye Shaoqing: "I'm going to practice swords."

After speaking, he followed Cangqing and left weakly.

As soon as He Qianqing left, Ye Shaoqing was bored and took out the military book to read it.

Today is the last day for Tibetan Qing to stay in Yongdu, tomorrow he will leave Yongdu and go to Bashu to find a suitable man-made demon.

He Ganqing was practicing sword under the pear tree, and his moves were exhausted. Cang Qing couldn't help being full of anger, and then kicked a stone at her feet and flew towards her wrist holding the sword. After he glanced at it, he became weak again.

Zang Qing pulled out the cloth-wrapped sword in his hand, and the bright light gathered on the blade almost blinded He Qianqing's eyes.

"Use a sword, keep your steps steady, keep your body steady, the hand holding the sword..." Tibetan Qing turned around, turned his wrist, the tip of the sword went down, and the back of the hand holding the sword slammed into He Qianqing's hand hard, making He Ganqing unsteady, The hand holding the sword loosened, and the sword fell to the ground.

Only then did Tibetan Qing say the second half of the sentence: "Be more stable."

He Ganqing knelt down and picked up the sword, and said, "Master, I'm just kidding with you. I'm very stable, don't you believe there will be another fight?"

Tibetan Qing neatly retracted his sword: "Practice hard, I have something to do when I leave Yongdu tomorrow, and it will take ten and a half months to return."

Zang Qing was about to leave suddenly, He Qianqing looked at him, and saw that he was standing straight and looking at her with lowered eyebrows, the uncleaned beard on his face and the broken hair blown by the wind made him look extremely vicissitudes.

The pear blossoms are falling one after another.

He Qianqing felt a little reluctant at once: "It will take ten days and a half a month to go? Master won't wait for Ah Yin to get married before leaving?"

"Ayin's marriage was unexpected," Cang Qing looked at her, then looked away, and said, "It was already arranged for me to leave, and I have taught you a lot these days, practice hard and don't be lazy, come back to me Will check."

He Qianqing: "Where is Master going?"

With one hand behind his back and a sword in the other, Tibetan Qing replied, "Southwest, Bashu."

Bashu is thousands of miles away, and it takes several months to go back and forth, only a dozen days is extremely fast, He Qianqing is a little unsure, but Zang Qing is a martial arts swordsman who hides his secrets, and his lightness kung fu is also first-class.

It must be possible to come back so soon.

So He Qianqing was not so reluctant, and just said: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely practice hard."

Zang Qing looked at her helplessly: "Okay, now practice the move just now again."

He Qianqing practiced seriously this time, and Zang Qing was satisfied. He sat down under the pear tree and asked her: "Is there anything you want, girl? I'll bring it to you later."

"Of course it's a martial arts secret book." He Qianqing raised his hand and broke off the short pear blossoms and walked over to sit beside him. Master, let’s be a chivalrous man together, when encountering injustices, draw your sword to help.”

Zang Qing looked at the sword in her hand and asked her, "Do you know what kind of sword this is?"

The scabbard of this sword was wrapped with cloth strips, obviously to prevent people from recognizing it. He Ganqing looked at it and shook his head.

"It's Gu Jian," said Tibetan Qing. "It wasn't called that name before. It was called Tibetan Qing. Later, I called it this name, and it was called Gu."

"Tibetan Blue Sword?" He Qianqing slapped his forehead, "Isn't this sword the sword in the storybook novel? Why do you really have it? I thought Master, you've read the storybook, so it's named this."

"Is it really called the Tibetan Blue Sword? Is the story in the storybook true?"

Seeing He Qianqing's huge reaction, Zang Qing smiled lightly and said, "Half truth, half falsehood."

He Qianqing remembers the story in the storybook very clearly. At that time, she was crying when she saw the ending. Ye Shaoqing saw He Qianqing sighing and saying this story every three days.

After all, the male protagonist Jin Yulou who holds the Tibetan blue sword is too miserable.

Later, when Leng Zhu talked about this storybook on the second floor, He Qianqing and Ye Shaoqing cheered that Leng Zhu finally stopped being rigid and just told a few stories back and forth, but they didn’t expect that Leng Zhu would only tell this storybook once. After that, I didn't talk about it again, because when I told the book the next day, my nose was bruised and my face was swollen.

It was also that day that He Qianqing's cherished scriptures disappeared, and the whole city of Yong couldn't buy the scriptures, because of this, He Ganqing was sad for a long time.

Thinking of it now, He Qianqing was still deeply moved, and asked him: "Master, what was your original name?"

Zangqing looked down at the pear petals crushed into mud by her feet, and seemed to sigh: "I don't have a name."

——Jin Yulou finally found out that he was given a name and surname by being raised by the Chou family. He went back to take revenge but failed. Name...my surname is not Jin, and I'm not called Jin Yulou...my parents...don't give me a name."

It seemed that the fame and prosperity of the past, the drinking and galloping, all disappeared with him abandoning the name Jinyulou, leaving only guilt and regret.

Thinking of this, He Qianqing couldn't help saying a sentence in the storybook: "The Jianghu without the Jinyu Tower will be eclipsed from now on."

Zang Qing wanted to stand up, but He Qianqing suddenly pinned the pear flower to his ear.

Tibetan Qing was slightly taken aback.

He Qianqing: "Master said, there is no knight who doesn't like flowers."

"I never said that." Zang Qing got up, held the sword and left.

But he didn't take the flowers that He Ganqing put on him. His figure was lonely but not thin, and his vigorous and powerful hands held tightly the sword that had accompanied him half his life in glory and half his life in bleakness.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-1222:28:13~2021-01-1321:50:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: sleep 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: Zixi, gifted 1 bottle;