After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

Fortunately, Ning Buwei quickly strengthened the concealed separator by two layers.

The body slowly put on the clothes, the collar was tightly wrapped, and the whole body exuded a sense of condemnation.

Ning Buwei sneered; "Prudish."

Body: "..."

The rejoicing was mixed with a trace of disappointment, all of which were transmitted back to Chu Jun as they were.

Uncle Master whose face was still darkened: "..."

His spirit must have gone mad.

-

After submitting the registration form, Feng Zizhang went to buy three sesame seed cakes for Jiang Yizheng.

Jiang Yi was gnawing on the freshly baked sesame seed cakes. The sesame seed cakes were charred on the outside and tender on the inside, with thin skin and filled with fillings. One bite was full of oily fragrance, which made her very satisfied.

Feng Zizhang was walking beside her, smelling the fragrance, he was also aroused a little greedy.

However, he has already built his foundation, and eating ordinary food is at most just for satisfying his hunger. It is useless, so he looked away, "Xiao Jiang, there is Endless Square in front, do you want to go shopping?"

Jiang Yizheng said quietly: "How many spirit stones do we have left?"

Feng Zizhang choked: "...doesn't cost a few dozen dollars."

The two fell silent together.

"But Yijianfeng has food and lodging included, at least we won't starve to death in the future." Jiang Yizheng cheered up forcefully, "And I heard from seniors that Yijianfeng is now only in charge of Xiaoshan's mother. Definitely not bad."

Feng Zizhang said in a daze: "Is it related to relatives?"

"Li Chengfeng is our father, Xiaoshan is our younger brother, so Xiaoshan's mother is—"

"Our mother?" Feng Zizhang answered in shock.

"...Our relatives." Jiang Yizheng took a bite of the biscuits, "Zizhang, be sober, not everyone is as amiable as our father, listen to what my father said, this lady is cold-tempered, not very easy to get along with , Xiaoshan is her own son, she doesn't mind if she recognizes it, it's probably too cheap for the two of us."

Feng Zizhang said with a dull face: "Is my father amiable?"

Jiang Yizheng nodded vigorously and said: "Don't hit or curse, my father gave me another Jade Spirit Pill when he came back."

"Again?" Although Feng Zizhang was lucky enough to get one and was forcibly eaten, he looked at Jiang Yizheng full of envy, "Daddy favors girls over boys, and I don't have one."

"Well, look for it in the ring." Jiang Yizheng said, "I found it in my ring."

"Eh? Didn't it come directly to you?" Feng Zizhang was surprised.

Jiang Yizheng whispered: "Father, he has a hard mouth and a soft heart, and his skin is thin. If you pick it out, maybe he will be annoyed."

"Really!" Feng Zizhang took out a Jade Spirit Pill from the ring, his eyes widened.

Jiang Yizheng covered it and stuffed the ring back for him, "Hide it quickly, and be careful not to be seen by others."

Feng Zizhang put away the Jade Spirit Pill, looked around suspiciously, and whispered: "I almost broke through after taking it last time, but I suppressed it."

Jiang Yizheng sighed, "I don't seem to have changed... but my strength has grown a bit."

While talking, the two of them happened to pass by the gate of Endless Square, and a few people came out from inside. The man in red behind, tall and tall, with ordinary features, was holding two small bags of rice flour and putting them into the ring. Can't help but take a second look.

"Ouch!" Feng Zizhang staggered when someone knocked him over, and Jiang Yizheng rushed to support him.

"Walk without eyes!" The person who bumped into Feng Zizhang gave them an angry look.

"I'm sorry." Feng Zizhang's arm hurt badly, but he still didn't forget to apologize.

"Obviously he bumped into it—" Jiang Yizheng said unconvinced, but Feng Zizhang held down his arm, motioning her not to speak.

"What do you mean?" The man was wearing the uniform white clothes of Shizong and covered with ink gauze, his brows were raised coldly, and he stretched out his hand to push Jiang Yizheng violently.

"Girl, are you okay?" Someone supported Jiang Yizheng from behind.

Jiang Yizheng turned his head, he was a handsome male cultivator, also wearing the clothes of Wu Shizong, but his words and deeds were completely different.

The male cultivator smiled softly at Jiang Yizheng, then looked at the disciple who pushed people, and said, "Senior Brother Shen Ze, these two fellow Taoists also had no intentions."

"It's your turn to talk!" The disciple named Shen Ze sneered, and four or five disciples of Wushizong came out from Endless Square and stood behind him.

"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be the Lu Shen who chased after that cook every day." Someone sneered: "This female cultivator is far behind that cook. Can't I catch up with the cook to chase her?"

Lu Shen frowned, and Shen Ze came over and put his arms around his shoulders, and smiled maliciously: "Junior brother Lu, listen to my advice, don't put your mind on these feelings and loves. My disciple, you should cultivate hard, this female cultivator is so ugly, her hands and feet are not clean, she is not worthy of you."

Lu Shen was staggered by his embrace, Shen Ze raised his eyebrows, and pushed him to the back, while the other disciples were smiling and hurriedly grabbed him to prevent him from coming forward.

"You guys are too disrespectful!" Feng Zizhang dragged Jiang Yizheng behind him, and forcibly said, "Talking about other people's appearance casually, is this the upbringing of your Wushizong disciples!?"

It's just that the breath was unstable, not only did it not have any effect, but it also provoked ridicule from everyone on the opposite side.

Jiang Yizheng bent down to pick up the sesame seed cakes that fell on the ground, but before she touched them, the sesame seed cakes were stepped on by someone. Shen Ze stared at her condescendingly, "Hurry up and hand over the stolen things!"

Jiang Yizheng straightened up, with an ugly expression on his face, "Since when did I steal from you?"

"Oh, you won't admit it if you're caught, right?" Shen Ze sternly said, "Just now you bumped into me and stole my two Jade Spirit Pills!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Feng Zizhang said angrily, "That's our property!"

"Heh, your stuff?" Shen Ze curled his lips, "You two casual cultivators who have no background and no sect, you have no qualifications, no qualifications, no cultivation base, where did you get such a treasure as Jade Spirit Pill?"

Probably because the three words "Jade Spirit Pill" are so attractive, many monks passing by and those wandering in Endless Square gathered around to watch the fun.

"This Jade Spirit Pill is a heavenly elixir, and you may not be able to see it in the auction house..."

"My master spent millions of spirit stones to get one, and it was used to save my junior brother who caused trouble..."

"Looking at Wushizong in this way, it is really rich and powerful. These disciples can have two casually, huh."

"It may also be these two casual cultivators."

"Can these two casual cultivators buy the Jade Spirit Pill?"

The monks around were whispering, Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng were surrounded by this group of Wushizong disciples, and it was obvious that they wanted to hit them with the Jade Spirit Pill and force them to hand it over voluntarily.

This is the Huiyuan City at the foot of Wushizong. Disciples of Wushizong can be seen everywhere. As the saying goes, a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake, but now the strong dragon is his family, and the local snake is also his family. There is no chance of winning at all.

Feng Zizhang regretted that he casually took out the Jade Spirit Pill on the street to attract people's covetousness, Jiang Yizheng was not living under someone's fence now, he was very stubborn, "My father gave it to us!"

"Hahaha your father?" Shen Ze teased: "Who is your father, can you give me the Jade Spirit Pill? I'm reluctant to make him my son-in-law, can he give me a bottle?"

"Shut up!" Feng Zizhang was so angry that he wanted to draw his sword, but the disciple behind Shen Ze pushed the sword back into the scabbard.

"Senior brother Shen is the chief disciple of the Shangong Department, even the disciples of the inner sect have to weigh their actions." The disciple curled his lips, "It seems that you have come to Wushizong to apply for your name before?"

"Yes, they are going to work as handymen." Someone shouted from behind: "Look, I have the application form here!"

The expressions of Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng changed suddenly.

"Give it back to us!" Feng Zizhang wanted to grab it, but was kicked to the ground.

"Oh, Junior Brother Qi is responsible for recruiting handymen in Lishang Pavilion." Shen Ze smiled and said, "Junior Brother, they probably don't want to sign up, so return it to them."

The disciple holding the registration form walked up to the two of them, Jiang Yi was reaching for it, but the other party easily dodged it.

"Thorn."

The two registration forms were torn into two sections.

"Junior Brother, you're really careless." Shen Ze blamed Zhuangruo: "But it's okay, anyway, their hands and feet are not clean, and they can't enter Timeless Sect at all."

"Stop spitting blood here! That Jade Spirit Pill is ours!" Jiang Yizheng said angrily.

"Where's the evidence?" Shen Ze snorted lightly.

"Then what evidence do you have!" Feng Zizhang gritted his teeth.

"Oh, sophistry." Shen Ze snorted softly, "Take them back to the place of good deeds!"

These Wushizong disciples were either at the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen Stage or at the Golden Core Stage. They were numerous and powerful. Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng were no opponents at all, and they were quickly defeated and taken away by them.

The crowd of onlookers had nothing to look at and soon dispersed.

A gust of wind blew the registration form that had been torn in two on the ground to the feet of the man in red.

He bent down to pick up the few pieces of paper, and looked down at the writing on it:

Feng Zizhang, 24 years old, qualification B middle school, foundation building second level.

Jiang Yizheng, Qualification C, Qi Refining Level [-].

Intent to sign up: Yijianfeng handyman.

Attached family members: Father, Li Chengfeng.

His gaze stayed on the word "Li Chengfeng" for a moment, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

And two kids?

-

And "Li Chengfeng" himself is playing with a knife.

He slapped the handle of the Suzaku knife in his palm, and after a few screams of fierce ghosts, a remnant soul struggled out of the handle. Just as he was about to escape, he was bound firmly by the bloody soul-binding formation. .

Du Lu's resentful face could be vaguely seen from the remnant soul, he was trapped in the formation, staring at Ning Buwei, as if wanting to eat his flesh and blood.

"Ning—Cheng—wind—" Du Lu's voice was hoarse, and he wanted to break free from the soul-binding formation several times, but was firmly bound by the blood rope.

Ning Buwei twitched the corners of his mouth, "I'll ask you to answer, or search for the soul, choose by yourself."

"I've said it all... you can let me go?" Du Lu smiled strangely.

"Of course not." Ning Buwei sat on the chair, turning the handle of the Suzaku knife in his hand, "But I will consider making your death easier."

"Hmph." Du Lu sneered.

"How did you escape from Linjiang City?" Ning Buwei asked him.

Although he used the counterattack formation forcibly at that time, he thought that there was no problem with that formation, and it would definitely wipe out Dulu. As a result, the remnant soul of the other party appeared in the cloud gate again.

"Of course someone helped me." Du Lu didn't feel well in the soul-binding formation, and kept struggling in pain, but it didn't help.

"Who?" Ning Buwei put the handle of the knife on the table and walked to the front of the formation.

"Hahaha... who is..." Dulu laughed heartily, "A person you would never think of! You have been deceived! I have been deceived too! We have all been deceived! Hahahaha... We, We're so stupid, so stupid!"

Ning Buwei's face darkened, "Who is that person?"

Du Lu's laughter stopped abruptly, and there was a trace of bewilderment in his voice, "I don't know."

Ning Buwei narrowed his eyes, "He instigated you to snatch Linglong bone and rescued you from Linjiang City, didn't you know?"

Du Lu ho ho laughed: "Linglong bone...Linglong bone, all because of Linglong bone...If there is no Linglong bone, the Ning family will not die, why did Ning Xingyuan bring it out...why did he bring it come out……"

Ning Buwei's expression changed, "Ning Xingyuan has something to do with Linglong Gu!?"

"Of course! Of course!" Du Lu said bitterly: "It's all because of Ning Xingyuan, everything is because of him! Why...why did you have to bring it out...otherwise the Ning family wouldn't be targeted! I persuaded him Yes! I've persuaded him! But he's obsessed with bringing it out! He won't need it at all! Bringing it out will only cause trouble—"

"—Look! Take a look at Chengfeng! Look at what the Ning family has become! I didn't want to kill him...he is my master...he is my master...how could I want to Kill him, but he wants my life! No one believes me! No one believes me!!"

"You Ning family committed suicide! You deserve it! You deserve it! He committed suicide! I didn't kill him at all—uh!"

He was suddenly pinched by the neck and held in the middle of the formation, unable to make a sound, staring at the person in front of him in horror.

"What happened back then?" Ning Buwei stared at him coldly and asked.

Du Lu grinned, "Are you finally willing to ask? Didn't Yan Jinzhou force you to swear? Didn't you keep swearing to Heaven that you would never pursue the affairs of the Ning family?"

Ning Buwei tightened his grip suddenly, and said sharply, "Don't mention her to me!"

"Hey... she is your master, why can't you mention it?" The eyes of Du Lu's remnant soul were full of sarcasm, "I killed Ning Xingyuan, how are you better than me—Ning Cheng wind!"

"If you don't investigate the affairs of the Ning family, you can't or don't dare!?"

Ning Buwei lifted the remnant soul from the formation, "I gave you a chance."

Du Lu suddenly struggled in panic, "No, you can't do this! You can't search for souls! The Ning family forbids soul searching! This is family law—"

"The Ning family has long been gone." Ning Buwei looked coldly, and made a tactic with one hand, and slapped Remnant Soul's forehead suddenly.

Dulu's memory is really lackluster.

He was originally a beggar from Ningcheng in Xun Mansion, begging on the street all day long, but by chance, he was brought back to Ning Mansion by Ning Xingyuan. reason.

He entered the Ning Mansion at the age of 12, and was accepted as a personal disciple by Ning Xingyuan at the age of 24, and has been taught by Ning Xingyuan ever since.

Until one year, he went out of the house to practice and was in danger, and strayed into a secret place, but happened to meet Ning Xingyuan.

Ning Xingyuan looked a little surprised when he saw him, but he didn't stop him from walking with him.

Ning Buwei looked up from the perspective of crossing the deer, and saw a majestic gate lying in front of him. The gate was inlaid with countless precious gold, silver and jewels, which looked...very gaudy.

On the door, there are three big characters written in dragons and phoenixes - Floating Realm.

Then all the pictures became blurred and flashed by, and it was clear that Du Lu had returned to Ningfu.

Among them, the memory of one day is particularly clear and clear, and the emotions are particularly strong.

Ning Mansion, Dan Huai Courtyard.

"Dulu, this is the peach blossom wine that the young master wants. You just come back, so send it to the young master." The little maid smiled and handed a jar of wine to him.

Du Lu took it with a smile, "My lord doesn't like to drink peach blossom wine."

"I don't know about that, it's because you've been serving the young master for a long time, we can't compare to you." The little maid stabbed him gently, and left with a smile.

Du Lu hugged the jar of peach blossom wine, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

He is obviously already Ning Xingyuan's direct disciple, but what he can do is still a servant's work.

He carried Tao Huaniang to the front hall, but did not see Ning Xingyuan, so he went around the front hall to the study.

Going to the corridor of the study room, he caught a glimpse of the child brought back by Ning Xingyuan a few days ago from the corner of his eye. It is said that he is the young master from Ning's family in Chencheng, Shangzhou, Xunfu. Ning Fan from Zhouzhou took him to practice the Ruthless Dao, and Ning Xingyuan took a lot of effort to bring him back.

"Chengfeng." He stood under the corridor and called out to the child.

The child standing in the nine-leaf lotus bush has black hair and snow skin, like a sesame glutinous rice ball with missing stuffing. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at him with big watery eyes without blinking. The petals didn't have time to swallow.

"It's snowing outside, go back to the house to play." Du Lu couldn't help laughing and said, "Remember to wear a cloak next time you come out."

Tangyuan reached out to pick up a nine-leaf lotus, and ran towards her room with her short legs, but she ran too fast, slipped and fell to the ground.

Because of the thick clothes, I kicked my calves several times and couldn't get up.

Du Lu put down the peach blossom wine, went over and hugged him up, patted the snow off his body, and said with a smile, "Run slower, I won't eat you."

The child pursed his lips, lowered his head, grabbed a petal from his hand and stuffed it into his hand, then ran away without looking back.

Du Lu looked down at the petal in his hand, hooked the corners of his mouth, turned back to the corridor and picked up the peach blossom wine. He threw the petal on the ground casually, and trampled the petal to pieces with his snow-stained boots.

He walked to the study and was about to knock on the door, but he heard an angry reprimand from inside:

"How many times have I told you this was wrong!"

It was the first time Du Lu saw Ning Xingyuan lose his temper so much, his hands froze in place for a while, but he still couldn't hold back, and quietly pushed away.

He only saw half of Ning Xingyuan's back.

"This time... someone needs to sacrifice..." Another person's voice was vague, "...Chengfeng..."

"Impossible." Ning Xingyuan said coldly, "You'd better get rid of this idea quickly."

"There must be someone..." Another voice chuckled, "...Dulu?"

Du Lu standing outside the door froze suddenly, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

This time Ning Xingyuan didn't make a sound.

Du Lu only felt the biting cold wind, and his heart was icy cold.

Ning Xingyuan, who had his back turned to him, turned around suddenly, the eyes of the two intersected for a moment, Du Lu suddenly turned around and disappeared in place holding the wine jar.

He ran across the large nine-leaf lotus bushes in a panic, his face full of panic.

Ning Xingyuan wants to use him to sacrifice!

He has to leave immediately!

His feet slipped and he fell to the ground. Peach blossom wine was sprinkled all over his body. The light fragrance of peach blossom mixed with the smell of wine melted into the snow. When he looked up, he saw Ning Chengfeng looking towards him among the flowers.

The screen went black in an instant, Ning Buwei came back to his senses suddenly, and quickly made a trick to shoot Du Lu's remnant soul, but it was a step too late, Du Lu's remnant soul suddenly dissipated in the soul-binding formation, a wisp of blue Guang suddenly jumped out from the soul-binding formation.

Suzaku Broken Knife followed closely behind, but it was a step too late, allowing the ray of blue light to escape.

The Suzaku Broken Knife penetrated deeply into the window lattice of the inn, Ning Buwei walked to the window and pulled out the Broken Knife, looking at the ashes of the deer's remnant soul in the soul-binding formation.

It is obvious that Du Lu's memory was tampered with by that ray of blue light just now, but he has never noticed that it was the same blue light that suddenly appeared and attacked him at Yijian Peak before...

This Qingguang seemed to let him know these memories of Dululi on purpose.

If Ning Xingyuan brought out the Linglong bone from the Floating Realm, why has he never heard about Linglong bone in the Ning family for 16 years?In the next 500 years, there was very little news about Linglong Gu in the Seventeen States, at least he never paid attention to it. If he hadn't heard later that Linglong Gu was regarded as a treasure by the Chongzheng League, he would never have thought about it.

What is the "sacrifice array" mentioned by Ning Xingyuan?Why mention him and Dulu?

If Du Lu had the intention to kill Ning Xingyuan because he knew that Ning Xingyuan was going to sacrifice himself to the formation, how could he kill Ning Xingyuan, who was already in the fusion stage at that time, when he was a monk at the golden core stage?

If the purpose of this blue light is to lure him to find out what happened in Ning's house 500 years ago - Ning Buwei was taken aback suddenly.

His hand was gently lifted up, and the Suzaku Broken Knife in his hand was dripping down because of his excessive strength, which was stained with blood.

The body moved very lightly, took the broken knife out of his palm and put it on the table, then pulled him to sit down, and took out a bottle of medicine powder from his arms.

Ning Buwei wanted to withdraw his hand subconsciously, but the wrist was firmly held by the opponent, and he couldn't pull it back.

The powder was not finished applying to the wound, and the body was wrapped around him with cloth strips that he didn't know where to find, and even tied a pretty slipknot.

Ning Buwei hadn't bandaged the wound properly for 500 years. Now that he was treated so tenderly, his wrapped hand didn't know where to put it, and it froze in mid-air without moving.

The body held his hand helplessly.

The soft fingertips inadvertently scratched the back of his hand, leaving a warm touch.

Ning Buwei stood up abruptly, grabbed the Suzaku Broken Knife on the table, and said in a stiff tone, "I'll go and see why those two idiots haven't come back yet."

After speaking, without waiting for the body to make any other movements, he strode out and slammed the door shut.