Say it's a big treason to the master

The three lay down in a row.

Sui Xiangfeng wrapped himself up like a silkworm chrysalis, stared at the bed curtain with a blank expression, and said indifferently, "Who will talk about it first, or we'll just lie down like this?"

Yue Jiwang yawned and said, "That's what you said."

Ming Xiuyi was in a good sleeping position. After being silent for a while, he whispered: "Did you find out that Master seems to be very afraid of the three of us becoming demons all the time? Today he mentioned it again and gave me the next sentence." There is a blood oath restriction."

"Just say this, I thought you were going to talk about feelings." Sui Xiangfeng finally squirmed twice like a silkworm, faced Ming Xiuyi, raised his eyebrows a little ambiguously, and said, "I am in Master I have seen the blood oath restriction method in my study, but it requires blood on the tip of the tongue, could it be that Master..."

Ming Xiuyi was startled, and pursed his lips lightly, but the tips of his ears, hidden under the hair, turned slightly red.

Sui Xiangfeng knew it, but before he could maintain that smile, he was forced to squirm back by the chill on Ming Xiuyi's body.

"That's true." Yue Jiwang said, "For example, about the magic sword last time, I heard from the second uncle, even if the sword is fused by me, there will be no problem, at most it is just enchanted, but Master's reaction was great, as if that sword could kill me."

The three were silent for a while.

Sui Xiangfeng suddenly said without beginning or end: "You say, what kind of destiny did Master see about us? Are we really going to die after falling into a demon?"

Ming Xiuyi nodded: "Eight or nine is not far from ten."

"No." Sui Xiangfeng shook his head, "If it were really that easy, Master wouldn't be so..."

He "so" for a long time, frowning but couldn't think of how to describe Gong Wutong's reaction after knowing that they might be possessed, like...

In fear of anything like that.

That feeling was very strange, Sui Xiangfeng couldn't figure out what the peculiarity of Gong Wutong was even after thinking hard, so he had to turn his head, intending to let the chill come to his mind.

Sui Xiangfeng was so dizzy thinking about it, he didn't hear what Ming Xiuyi was saying, and suddenly felt a cold finger pointing between his brows.

He raised his head slightly, and saw Ming Xiuyi looking at him in panic: "Don't get too close, second senior brother."

Sui Xiangfeng looks at him in confusion.

Ming Xiuyi sighed, and said: "The Ice Spirit Seed will be difficult to suppress at night. I have already used all my spiritual power to suppress the chill. If you get too close for too long, you may be injured."

Sui Xiangfeng stared at him in bewilderment, those dark and terrifying eyes stared at Ming Xiuyi's face, the empty and scattered eyes almost frightened Ming Xiuyi.

At this moment, Sui Xiangfeng's voice seemed to be more sinister than the chill on Ming Xiuyi's body: "Do you think it is possible that after we became demons, it was Master who caused our tragic death?"

There was a sudden deathly silence around him, and then Yue Zhiwang sat up abruptly, looking at Sui Xiangfeng in astonishment.

Ming Xiuyi also sat up, frowned, and said: "Second Senior Brother, such words..."

Sui Xiangfeng yanked Ming Xiuyi's sleeves and sat up, as if he had caught an extremely fleeting light, he said anxiously: "Do you remember your reaction just now? That's just... lest the cold will hurt us The look on his face is exactly the same as when Master saw the magic sword."

Ming Xiuyi was stunned.

"No, it's not exactly the same." Sui Xiangfeng shook his head and lowered his hands, muttering, "You are just panicking, Master is afraid, he is afraid of something he will do in the future, he is..."

Ming Xiuyi grabbed Sui Xiangfeng's shoulder and said softly, "Second Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother..."

Seeing that Sui Xiangfeng was deep in thought, Ming Xiuyi made a quick decision and flicked Sui Xiangfeng's eyebrows with his fingers.

With a crisp snap, Sui Xiangfeng shuddered and woke up instantly.

He looked around in confusion, pressed his forehead that was sore from the bullet, and frowned, "What did I just say?"

Ming Xiuyi and Yue Jiwang looked as ugly as if they had seen a ghost.

The three of them were silent for an unknown amount of time, but Sui Xiangfeng, who had finally collected his thoughts, spoke first.

"That's it." Sui Xiangfeng said, "Do you still remember what I said to you before?"

Ming Xiuyi: "What?"

"I said that Master rescued us from the demons, maybe there is some purpose."

Yue Jiwang frowned when he heard this kind of words for the first time. When he first came to Jiufangzong, he was the person who distrusted Gong Wutong the most. Unfavorable, but over time, this kind of thinking completely dissipated.

"You guys are a little too presumptuous." Yue Jiwang finally regained the majesty of a senior brother, and said coldly, "Can you say such things casually?!"

Sui Xiangfeng said, "That's not what we mean."

He told Yue Jiwang about Gong Wutong eating poisonous weeds in the secret realm.

Yue Jiwang frowned even more: "Why didn't you tell me about this?"

"After we went back, you came back with the magic sword. I didn't have time to tell you about all the troubles at that time."

Sui Xiangfeng looked at Ming Xiuyi, then looked more and more, finally swallowed his saliva, and said: "Let me make a conjecture first, you first promise not to cut me with a sword."

Sui Xiangfeng has always been very bold, and since he has been with Gong Wutong for a long time, he dares to say any tiger and wolf words without changing his face, and he doesn't even think about whether he will be beaten.

But now he had asked the two of them for their consent in advance. To Sui Xiangfeng, that conjecture was shocking and he didn't want to believe it.

Ming Xiuyi looked at the elder brother.

Yue Jiwang said, "Okay."

Only then did Ming Xiuyi nod his head: "En."

Sui Xiangfeng made enough mental preparations, let out a breath, and the cold voice came softly in the winter, like a cold wind blowing.

"Do you think there is such a possibility..."

Just at this time, there really was a gust of wind swirling from the crack of the window, and suddenly rolled towards the candlelight on the table.

I saw a candlelight flickering in the room.

The light suddenly went out.

At the same time, Sui Xiangfeng's voice seemed to be stepping on the moment of darkness: "...Master's life is not long, and we need the lives of the three of us to save him?"

As soon as this statement came out, the surrounding area was silent.

One night, no one fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Gong Wutong was wrapped into a ball, and was lured by Hong Su to play in Yaozu leisurely.

The New Year’s Eve of the Yaozu is indeed very lively. On the 28th of the year, the lanterns and festoons have already been decorated. Countless birds and beasts are flying across the sky, chirping, and the flower demons are laughing coquettishly, using their spiritual power to bloom the dead branches into bright red flowers. style, very angry.

Gong Wutong didn't wear flowers today, and there were several beautiful feathers sent by peacocks in her hair.

If someone else dressed him up like this, he would definitely think that some gaudy feather duster has become a genius, but he looks good and has a unique temperament. Even if his head is full of peacock feathers, his ostentatious arrogance can still be suppressed.

When he was strolling around the monster clan with a small hand stove in his hand, almost all the monster cultivators wherever he passed were looking at him intently.

Gong Wutong enjoys the eager and attentive gaze, and the wild wave that attracts bees and butterflies is really not as good as a peacock.

Ming Xiuyi didn't sleep all night. When he came out of the residence, he happened to see Gong Wutong being surrounded by a group of little monsters. Some peacocks were kindly introducing him to the new gadgets of the monster clan over the years. He couldn't help but nodded. All childlike curiosity.

Accidentally seeing Ming Xiuyi, Gong Wutong's smile deepened, and he slightly opened his lips to him, revealing the tip of his tongue.

Ming Xiuyi: "..."

Even Ming Xiuyi, who was confused by Sui Xiangfeng's conjecture, was irritated by his behavior at this moment.

Seeing that Ming Xiuyi was stunned, Gong Wutong laughed and was surrounded by people and left.