Say it's a big treason to the master

The first person Gong Wutong rescued from the Demon Clan was named Yue Jiwang, and he was the one who died for the sword when the Great Demon built the Demon Sword.

When Gong Wutong concealed his identity and went to the Demon Race to cross the Yunjiang River to find Yue Ji Wang, he was almost spilled half of his body's blood to build a sword. He lay dying beside the sword building pool, and was only half an hour away from being thrown into the scalding magma by the big demon. The ashes and ashes in the Jianjian Pond were wiped out.

The second person saved was named Sui Xiangfeng.

Sui Xiangfeng's misery is comparable to Yue Ji's. Since he was a child, he was regarded as a medicine man by the demons to test poisons. Fortunately, he has a hard life, and he has survived so long while gnawing on herbs.

Gong Wutong took a quick glance in the secret and knew how these three people had caused disasters in the Three Realms. Even if they were rescued by him and placed in Jiufangzong properly, they would definitely return to the old way after ten years.

After all, secrets cannot be violated.

Yue Jiwang ten years later was a fierce and crazy demon sword who only knew about killing, and now he vaguely has the prototype of a fierce sword.

There was a red mark the size of half a knuckle on that handsome cheek—it looked like a sword.

He was very vigilant and refused to trust others. Hearing Gong Wutong's words, he said coldly: "You and I are not relatives, why did you save me, and why did you accept me as a disciple?"

Gong Wutong didn't know where the eccentricity came from, the more aggressive he was towards him, the more he liked him, fanning the fan with a smile, "Can't it be that I'm idle and bored, and I can have fun for myself?"

Yue Jiwang didn't expect to get this answer, he thought for a while before shaking his head: "No."

"why?"

Yue Jiwang was sure that he was lying, raised his spikes again, and said coldly: "No one would be so stupid."

Gong Wutong: "..."

Gong Wutong gave a "tsk", seeing that this person was not easy to deal with, so he simply raised his fan: "Stretch out your hand."

Words and deeds follow suit, Yue Ji Wang tremblingly stretched out his hand.

Seeing Gong Wutong being so tough, Yue looked at him with a look of "it really is so" on his face, and looked at him fiercely like sharp knives.

"One day, I will make you regret what you did today!"

When Gong Wutong heard this, his heart was shocked.

In the scriptures I heard a few days ago, the apprentice once said such cruel words to the master!

Exactly the same, word for word.

Gong Wutong immediately waved his small fan excitedly, making Mo Die look over his face.

Yue Jiwang looked as if he had been slapped, and immediately bared his teeth fiercely at him after reacting: "You...!"

Mo Die melted into the meridians, and even looked fiercely, showing the same expression as Ming Xiuyi.

——I couldn't believe it, but I couldn't believe it because I recognized the disciple's contract pattern.

After all, according to Gong Wutong's status, if he wanted to take in disciples, he could have countless favored sons of heaven begging him to take him in as long as he hooked his fingers, instead of him buying and selling by force and forcing people to become apprentices.

Yue stared blankly, recalling the harsh words he had just uttered, his face full of coldness was rarely panicked.

Gong Wutong didn't care what "you" was, and turned his attention to Sui Xiangfeng.

In the future, Venerable Venerable Poison Gu will meet again, but at this time he is just a thin and thin young man, half of his body is hiding behind Yue Jiwang, his expression is dull, his red eyes are staring at Mo Die who is circling him without blinking, the tip of his tongue Stretch out a little bit, as if wanting to taste what the ink butterfly is like.

Gong Wutong said to him: "Want to eat?"

The first time he opened his mouth, Sui Xiangfeng seemed to be frightened, and then he looked behind him and hid.

Gong Wutong knew at a glance that this person was easy to fool than Yue Jiwang, he took out a bunch of spirit marrow beads from the storage ring with a smile, and said to Xiang Sui, "Do you want to eat this?"

——The spirit marrow bead that can be sold for a sky-high price in the outside world is like a jelly bean in his hands.

Sui Xiangfeng looked like he was very hungry, and he nodded timidly and timidly.

want to eat.

Gong Wutong said: "Then you can get it yourself."

Sui Xiangfeng was a little embarrassed, but the aura emanating from the spirit essence beads was too tempting, he couldn't hold back after holding back for a while, he rushed forward to hug Gong Wutong's hand, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"" I took all the spirit essence essence beads in my palm swallowed.

Ming Xiuyi knew the preciousness of the Spiritual Marrow Orb, and felt a toothache when he saw it.

It is rumored that the little saint is extremely prodigal, and it seems that what he said is true.

Sui Xiangfeng who has milk is a mother, swallowed the spirit marrow bead, and did not hide, still hugging Gong Wutong's wrist, with a tail behind him, looking at Gong Wutong eagerly, with "return" written in his left eye, and "return" written in his right eye. "Yes" is written in the eyes.

"You still want it?" Gong Wutong smiled and beckoned Lingdie, "Then you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Sui Xiangfeng thought it was edible, so he took another "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"" and swallowed the four spirit butterflies one by one.

A complete disciple's deed pattern suddenly formed on the tip of his tongue, and Gong Wutong couldn't stop it.

Fortunately, after eating a bunch of spirit marrow beads, Sui Xiangfeng, who just saw that he looked like a mouse and a cat, no longer rejected him, and called Gong Wutong obediently: "Thank you, Master."

Gong Wutong looked at him, vaguely aware that the way this man looked at him was no different from the pair of spirit beads.

Want to eat yourself?

Gong Wutong patted his head with great interest, squinted his eyes and thought to himself, this kid is the most promising one at present, and he first saw the clue of deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors just after he left the house.

Sui Xiangfeng is like a small animal, let him touch it, it's very cute.

Those pure eyes are full of obsession and love for Gong Wutong like looking at food.

He formed a bond with Sui's reunited disciple Qiwen, the more he hoped, the more he finally calmed down, he was still too suspicious, Gong Wutong rescued him and helped him without asking for anything in return, making him worry about gains and losses, and he couldn't give all his trust wholeheartedly.

He frowned, but his tone was much slower than before: "What is the purpose of the little saint to save us so much?"

Just as Gong Wutong was about to speak, a little purple suddenly appeared in that dark eye, and his left shoulder was also slightly numb, just like the feeling when the succubus pattern burst out from the spirit bone before.

He froze for a moment, clutching his left shoulder in a daze.

Yue Ji looked: "Little Holy One?"

"Oh." Gong Wutong put down his hands as if nothing had happened, and said lazily, "Since you already know that I am the little saint, you must know my father's compassionate temperament. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I suddenly want to repair it. Can't you play around with the level 21 Buddha?"

Yue Jiwang: "But..."

"Come on." Gong Wutong's meridians almost flowed with scorching spiritual power, he tilted his head and panted silently, and said casually, "Since you have joined my sect, you don't have to think about it, you won't eat yours after all. You should practice hard, carry forward the master's school, win honor for the master, and you should repay my life-saving grace."

Yue looked and listened, and thought carefully for a long time before he solemnly clasped his fists, his indifferent face was full of seriousness: "Yes, disciple, remember."

Gong Wutong's spiritual bones were getting more and more uncomfortable, and he didn't realize what effect his casual words had on the three newly recruited apprentices.

Seeing that Yue Jiwang no longer rejects him, he forcefully held his hand a little, and said: "Eldest disciple Yue Jiwang, the second disciple will meet each other, Ming Xiuyi, little disciple."

Ming Xiuyi hesitated for a moment, after thinking about it, he still felt that he should fight for himself: "Master, according to the entry time, I should be a big disciple."

Gong Wutong's hand was tightly tugging on the snow-white sleeve, his joints turned pale, he said absent-mindedly: "Oh, then do you know what is the meaning of this arrangement for the teacher?"

"I don't know." Ming Xiuyi said, "Master please enlighten me."

Gong Wutong said without changing his face: "There is no deep meaning at all, it is purely because I remembered wrongly as a teacher."

Ming Xiuyi: "..."

Do I remember wrongly being so righteous?

Gong Wutong never cared about other people's thoughts when doing things and talking, and directly looked back calmly, telling Ming Xiuyi with his eyes: even if he didn't reason, he was very angry.

Ming Xiuyi has a good temper, seeing that Yue Jiwang and Sui Xiangfeng were both older than him, so he didn't say anything more.

"Yes."

Gong Wutong's eyelashes slightly closed, looking at Ming Xiuyi with complicated eyes.

Being the first to start but being the junior disciple, and being picked on so righteously, if it were someone else, he would have been furious, but this Ming Xiuyi didn't say a word, and his face didn't change.

He is really a person who can endure and be ruthless, and the city is extremely high.

It will become a great weapon.

Gong Wutong forcibly resisted the urge to curl up, and said vaguely: "You can live in the Hongchen Garden, you can choose the place you like. The fate card will be discussed tomorrow..."

The three of them didn't notice Gong Wutong's strangeness, they nodded in agreement and turned to leave.

It wasn't until there was no sound outside that Gong Wutong breathed a sigh of relief, staggered and opened the white gauze curtain and entered the inner room, before reaching the couch, he fell to the ground unexpectedly.

He felt extremely uncomfortable, and slowly curled his whole body into a ball, and casually pulled off the shirt on his left shoulder, revealing his snow-white skin and succubus patterns like a small snake.

The succubus patterns were like epiphyllum bathed in the moonlight, blooming on his back shoulders little by little.

Gong Wutong didn't know whether it was pain or discomfort, he lay on the ground moaning, his toes were tense, and his left hand kept scratching the ground.

Because of his movements, the thin snow-white monk robe was messily wrapped around his body, and it took him a long time before he let out an unbearable low moan.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the two pupils were already the purple pupils of the succubus. The purple of the tung flower seemed to be diffused by the water, and a bright fine line of three intertwined branches slowly appeared between the eyebrows.

Gong Wutong flicked his fingers with the last bit of strength, and the Nine Fangzong Jade Plaque next to him flashed.

Probably because he was afraid of being cheated by Gong Wutong again, only the voice of Yunlin Realm could be heard this time.

"Big Brother?"

Gong Wutong whimpered, and it took a long time before he muttered: "Forest, Succubus..."

Yun Linjing was stunned: "Isn't the succubus pattern onset on the 25th of every month? It's only the [-]th today. Could it be that the senior brother has used the succubus bones in the demon clan?"

"Nag, keep on nagging." Gong Wutong tucked his sleeves to his lips and bit his lips, silently enduring the pain caused by the succubus pattern on his left shoulder, a muffled voice came, "Nag me, Let's see how my father treats you when he comes back."

"..." Yunlin Jing, "I'll go over right away, don't let other people get close."

"Hmm." Gong Wutong was about to answer, but Mimi stared at something, and suddenly he couldn't speak clearly, "... yes, it's already gone."

Yunlinjing: "What?"

Gong Wutong's lips parted, the corner of the sleeve fell out of his mouth, and the tone was clear.

"late."

"Someone is already approaching me."

Someone was standing outside the door, his body was obscured by layers of white gauze, and he seemed about to leave as soon as he turned around.

Gong Wutong curled up in the messy layered robes, half closed his purple eyes, even in such a embarrassed posture, he still stretched out his hand proudly and gently hooked his fingers outside the white gauze curtain.

"Little disciple, come in."