With the good-for-nothing beauty

Xu Basui didn't react: "What kind of horse?"

Zhou Jin closed his eyes: "According to seniority, Zhou Ming is my cousin."

Xu Basui was stunned for a while, and was startled: "You are Saturday's cousin? Why didn't I know? Why didn't the Canglan faction hear anything?"

"Because my biological father was expelled from the Canglan Sect." Zhou Jin said coldly, recalling the past, the strange excitement of being pinched was extinguished by the cold memory.

"The biological father is the disgrace of the sect, and the son can't see the light, that's all."

Xu Basui opened his mouth wide. Is his love rival not only his sweetheart's bamboo horse or his cousin?

"Although it's ridiculous to say it, Zhou Ming and I do have similar blood." Zhou Jin looked at his hands, "Tao companion? The demon is joking."

Xu Basui calmed down, cleared his throat in embarrassment, glanced at the blue and red pinched out of Zhou Jin's fair neck, and became even more embarrassed: "I was in a hurry and made a mistake. But! Even if it's not a Taoist couple, it's actually for Saturday Guarantee you to set this blood curse, he is too kind to you."

The more he talked, the more envious and jealous he became, Xu Basui resented: "What kind of merit did you cultivate in your previous life, so that you have such a good fortune in this life."

Zhou Jin: "Do you want this blessing for you?"

Not to be outdone, the two glared at each other, the one without the spiritual core was the first to be unable to hold on, and said "Aqiu" resoundingly.

Xu Basui grabbed the braid and said, "Weak chicken."

After Zhou Jin sneezed, he shivered again, his face was so pale that he couldn't see blood: "It's not as strong and healthy as Demon Venerable..."

Xu Basui grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the main seat of Nanke Pavilion before letting go. He sat on the chair and said viciously: "Shut up, sit down, and you will be killed if you say another nonsense."

Zhou Jin stroked his crumpled collar and wanted to sit down on a chair beside him, but Mozun tripped over and kicked him to the ground.

The Mozun was still vicious: "Are you told to sit on the chair? Get out, sit on the ground."

Zhou Jin was stunned, the ground was covered with ice, but he would not feel how cold it was, his perception would not be numb, and his resistance would not increase suddenly.He raised his eyes to see the furious Demon Lord, and sat down cross-legged calmly: "Yes."

Xu Basui lifted the pot and poured water into his palm, the water turned into ice, and he pressed against the ice with a relaxed expression on his face.As soon as he entered Nanke Pavilion, the boiling in his spiritual veins calmed down a little due to the cold air.

The system chirped: "I was scared to death, please calm down, I thought you were going to kill the protagonist just now."

Xu Basui pressed his temple and blurted out: "Shut up."

Zhou Jin was puzzled: "I'm not making noise."

"You are scolding me bloody in your heart." Xu Basui made a gesture to kick him, "Do you think I can't hear you?"

Zhou Jin really froze his body.

Xu Basui snorted, feeling unhappy at the thought of Zhou Ming getting him a lovesickness guide.Didn't the voice in his head tell him to do some mission to trample on Zhou Baiyuan?Yes, he wants to join the show.

He stared ferociously at the little black flower sitting below, this height was too suitable for lifting his feet, and he did the same - he lifted his legs directly, and stepped on Zhou Ming's left shoulder with his right foot.

Xiao Heihua raised her eyes in astonishment, her body was tense.

"What are you looking at? You have dropped a bowl from the Demon Realm, and it would be considered light for me to step on you a few times." Xu Basui said harshly, "Didn't you hear how the cook said how to kill you?"

As expected, Xiao Heihua lowered her head in surprise.

"I can't even wash the dishes. Damn it really makes people laugh. The closed disciple of Juntong Xianzun has such virtues, what jokes are you making?"

Xu Basui stepped on it comfortably, blah blah blah blah blah, the system applauded in his head.

After patting for a while, he looked at Zhou Jin again and was upset: "Why are you drooping like an idiot? Look up!"

Zhou Jin had no choice but to raise his head, and his eyes inevitably followed the demon's slender legs. What he saw was the waist tied in the scarlet robe, and when he went up, he saw the small Adam's apple on his neck, and when he went up, he saw the gorgeous face that needed to be punched.

Xu Basui found that Zhou Jin couldn't restrain his shiver since he entered Nanke Pavilion, he had already driven away the cold air around him, and the color of the lips of the little boy was still pale due to the cold.

Xu Basui caught another point of ridicule, and he was in high spirits: "Hey, you are so afraid of the cold, you must be sick, right?"

Zhou Jin looked at the opening and closing of the cherry red lips, and was in a daze for a moment: "Yes."

Xu Basui was amused, and stomped down on the person with his legs unceremoniously: "Speak louder! Are you still a man? Useless dim sum? With such a face, you really don't have handles in your pants, right?"

"..."

Zhou Jin's temples were bulging with veins: "Yes! I'm sick! So what!"

The sound was so loud that it echoed directly in Nanke Pavilion.

This time Xu Basui was teased to laugh so hard that he couldn't keep his feet on his feet. He slid off his shoulders and landed on Zhou Jin's tight thigh with a heavy foot.

"Isn't this quite energetic." Xu Basui covered his stomach with a smile, "What do you usually pretend to be a weak little white lotus? You have hot eyes. It's much more interesting now hahahaha..."

An angry Zhou Jin meditated on being elegant and easy-going, looked down at the damn foot, and suddenly felt the urge to grab the ankle and tear off the moody Demon Lord to beat him up.

Xu Basui laughed enough, and put his feet on the man's shoulder again: "Okay, what's wrong with you? Tell me to make me happy. If you don't tell the truth, I will freeze you into a popsicle."

Zhou Jin was pushed back a little, but continued to straighten his back stubbornly.Before he had stabilized for two seconds, the impetuous Mozun stepped on him and shook him twice: "Say it quickly, why are you pretending to be dumb?"

He was so shaken that his head was shaking, and he was speechless: "I have an ice spell on my body, and I can't stand the cold place. In the house of the Demon Lord, I will be terribly cold when I take a step."

"Wow, do you still have such a disease?" Xu Basui wondered, "How did you get it?"

Zhou Jin pursed his lips, his eyes gradually turned cold: "I don't know."

"I don't know, then how do you know that this disease is called Ice Curse?"

Zhou Jin's face was stinky: "I deduced it from my memory and classics."

"What, that's not nonsense."

Zhou Jin was dissatisfied: "The Canglan Library contains the world's spells, and the classics are all written without lies, and there will be no mistakes."

"Zangshuge..." Xu Basui raised his eyebrows, "Hey, why did I go to the fairyland so many times and never meet the famous Zhou Qi? It turns out that you didn't practice swords or Taoism in the Canglan Sect, and spent all day in that Smell of ink in the wastebasket?"

Zhou Jin was about to explode: "What is a wastebasket? That's the Book Collection Pavilion, the most famous Treasure Book Pavilion in the Immortal World!"

Of course Xu Basui knew that the Canglan School had the most exaggerated barrier set up in the Cangshu Pavilion. He had tried to break through, but it was too troublesome, so he didn't try it again.

But he deliberately turned around and said: "It's not a dead living tomb. How can you deal with people when dealing with classics? They just see you as a waste and don't bother to teach you to practice, so they kick you to such a place. See Ah, your elder brother is so attractive and attractive, how about you? Tsk, which immortal cultivator is looking at you seriously."

Zhou Jin stared at him for a while, his eyes gradually calmed down, and he lowered his head and said softly, "I don't care about other people's eyes."

Xu Basui hated to see him looking dead, so he changed his leg and stepped on his right shoulder: "Speaking of which, you almost froze to death that night because of this Laoshizi ice spell, right?"

Zhou Jin was stepped back again, and the sound of grinding his teeth could be heard: "Not bad."

Xu Basui clenched his right hand and punched his left palm: "I suddenly thought of a good idea. I set such an annoying blood curse on you on Saturday. I really don't want to torment you anymore. But since you are afraid of the cold, I will have to Keep you in Nanke Pavilion, if you don't like it, I will let you suffer from the cold."

"Don't worry, I'm sure I won't kill you." He stepped on Zhou Jin again and shook his head, grinning unnecessarily, "Little waste, do you think this is a good idea?"

Zhou Jin's beautiful face was stinky and dark, and the legs on his shoulders made him look like a sitting tumbler, much more lively than when he first came to the Demon Realm.

"As expected of you." He sneered speechlessly, "The Mozun is really smart."

The Mozun laughed for a long time, then suddenly kicked him out cleverly.

Caught off guard, Zhou Jin rolled backwards, escaped from the spiritual power circle within seven steps, and was suddenly covered in frost.

He was so cold that he groaned, and for a split second, a pair of black boots stopped in front of his sight, vigorous heat came from the man, and Zhou Jin stretched out his trembling hand, trying to grab the corner of his evil ghost robe.

The man lifted his foot and touched his palm with the tip of his toe.

An extremely hateful and domineering voice came from above his head: "Zhou Baiyuan, the story between us—"

System: "It won't be too long! Hurry up and toss the protagonist and assist them!"

Zhou Jin looked up, his eyes seemed to be brewed.

Xu Basui looked down at him: "It's still growing."