Mozun just wants to steal the teacher

drunk

"Is Little Wood enlightened?"

The sky and the earth were dim and discolored, and the area of ​​Liuhe Ghost Mountain was gray, with no sunlight.

There are countless chains wrapped around the body of the puppet, and the chains are thick and long, piercing deeply into the ground.

Tang Juan was hanging in the air with him, in a confrontational situation.

The gray and white bone staff slowly changed color, revealing a faint red, and as time passed, the red became more and more thorough.

Yan Huiqing held his breath and saw Tang Juan raised his arm and knocked the bone stick towards the puppet corpse's head.

The blood light cleared the gray mist in the mountains, and the drizzle fell from the sky. To his surprise, the huge puppet corpse let out a ferocious roar, and then the body began to tear from the place hit by the bone staff, and finally It turned out to be wiped out directly.

Hello?

Was the plot eaten by the puppet corpse?

Reining in the bones, accepting him as a younger brother... Not only did the plot not happen, but it was cut off from the root.

He was wrong, he shouldn't have said that he was more suitable to be a Demon Lord than Tang Juan.

This is a ruthless person, and he directly wiped out his little brother.

The wind blew violently, making Tang Juan's robe rattle.

Yan Huiqing stood there in a daze, staring blankly as he floated towards him through the rain with a bone stick in his hand.

Tang Juan's eyes were bright, and he no longer lost the confusion he had before. The luster of spiritual power lingered all over his body, and wet flowers bloomed on the front of his clothes.

He looked Yan Huiqing up and down, his eyes stayed on the mask, and said with regret: "I thought I could see your face."

Yan Huiqing couldn't laugh, his mind was full of images of him killing the puppet corpse.

It's not just that the plot is broken, it's not right at all, Yan Huiqing can't help but start to wonder if he remembers the plot wrong.

The restoration of vision reassured Tang Juan a lot. In addition to the failure of the spirit suppression fruit, his cultivation base returned, and he became more confident and put on airs.

"Qing" was put away, Tang Juan stroked his sleeves slowly, and when he saw the sporadic blood on the hem, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"That's the blood you spit out yourself." Yan Huiqing suppressed his emotions and pouted, "I don't have a handkerchief, so I wiped your mouth with clothes at that time."

Tang Juan couldn't hold back his airs anymore, and tore off the disguise: "Why don't you use your own clothes?"

Yan Huiqing said confidently, "I love clean people so much, so of course I get dirty clothes."

"Then you're going to stain my clothes?"

"After all, it was your blood that was wiped."

"Uh..." Tang Juan did not expect that after the battle, the two would stand in the rain and discuss this.

Of course, what to discuss is not the point. What bothers him is that his visual skills have been restored, and he still can't play Yan Huiqing with his words.

angry...

Liuhe Ghost Mountain is not far from Changzhao City, only a hundred miles away, and Yueling Mountain is adjacent to Changzhao City.

The thousand-year-old puppet corpse was unsealed, and its power alarmed the Yue Lingzong. Shi Fengchun and all the elders were aware of it.

But before they discussed and sent someone to check, the terrifying force that had just appeared disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Not knowing the specific situation, Shi Fengchun didn't dare to delay, so he rushed over with the two elders as soon as possible.

It was a coincidence that they ran into Yan Huiqing and Tang Juan who were coming down from the mountain.

Tang Juan's aura is strong, and at a glance, it can be seen that he is different from when he first went down the mountain to practice.

It is difficult to distinguish the deeper level, the most obvious one is that the cultivation level has improved a lot, and it should surpass the Nascent Soul.

Both parties were stunned, looking at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

Even Yan Huiqing, who has always been indifferent, felt that the scene was a little delicate. He touched the mask on his face, but fortunately he was not the one who was embarrassed.

In the end, it was Shi Fengchun who spoke first, and said kindly, "Yantang, why are you here?"

Tang Juan was stunned for two seconds before he realized, and pursed his lips: "Come to get rid of the trouble..."

It is very common for elders to call juniors, which means closeness.

Yan Huiqing raised his eyebrows when he heard someone call this word for the first time, and his mood became better.

Yan Tang Yan Tang, his Tang Tang.

Both Shi Fengchun and the elders' expressions changed, and one of the elders quickly stepped forward and pulled his wrist.

Yan Huiqing recognized that this was the elder in charge of medicine in Yue Lingzong, and he gently bumped Tang Juan's arm to tell him not to struggle.

The elder checked it out, and heaved a sigh of relief: "The spiritual power was too much, but he didn't suffer too much injury."

Tang Juan is the future of their Yue Lingzong, so nothing can happen.

Tang Juan withdrew his hand and subconsciously wiped his wrist with his sleeve: "Why did the suzerain and the elders come here?"

Shi Fengchun looked at Liuhe Ghost Mountain, and said after deliberation: "We found out that there are evil spirits born here, so we came here to check the situation."

He remembered what Tang Juan said just now, and asked, "Yan Tang, you just came down from the mountain, do you know the situation?"

"It's a sealed evil spirit, and I have already killed it."

Tang Juan didn't hide it, not to mention that he couldn't hide it;

Shi Fengchun was dumbfounded, he was dumbfounded with the elders, he came back to his senses after a long time, and asked: "You said that the evil spirit died, or was it killed by you?"

They knew how Tang Juan's cultivation was. The evil spirit was so powerful that it could be felt from a distance of hundreds of miles. Together, they were not sure that they could kill the evil spirit.

Tang Juan nodded, thought of something, and added: "I didn't kill it alone, he helped me. His name is Yan Huiqing. He is very powerful and has advanced cultivation. He has protected me all the way. of."

He looked at Yan Huiqing, blinked, his eyes were sly, he didn't know what bad water was in his stomach.

Everyone's attention was diverted, and they all paid attention to Yan Huiqing who was standing beside him.

The man wears a mask, with a gentle temperament, without revealing a trace of sharpness, hiding but not revealing, unpredictable, he is a powerful character.

Yan Huiqing didn't know that he had received such a high evaluation. Tang Juan could only help to hide it when Tang Juan said something like this: "I killed it, and Tang Juan assisted from the side."

In fact, with Tang Juan's current cultivation base, it is not an easy task to kill the puppet corpse without getting hurt.

The puppet corpse is refined from the bones, and so is the bone staff. In comparison, it is equivalent to nothing.

The elders knew about Tang Juan's cultivation, but they didn't know about Yan Huiqing's. After thinking about it for a while, they didn't expect such a great power to appear in the cultivation world.

But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that they have to have a good relationship with this mighty man.

"Yan Daoyou's cultivation is so profound that today he can get rid of evil spirits and protect the common people. I really admire you."

"Thank you for taking care of my disciples." I don't know what sect and sect Yan Daoyou came from, and who is the master? "

Yan Huiqing laughed, very approachable: "I'm a casual cultivator, with no family, no sect, and no master."

It is said that any sect may reveal its flaws, and cutting off all available connections will not reveal its secrets.

It is even more impressive for a person to cultivate to such an extent.

Shi Fengchun rolled his eyes: "It takes a lot of time to kill the evil spirits. My Lingling Sect is not far from here. I don't know if Fellow Daoist Yan has time to come to my sect for a rest."

Tang Juan echoed from the side: "Promise, didn't you keep telling me that you want to find a chance to go to Yueling Mountain?"

What the hell is Little Wood thinking?

Yan Huiqing glanced at him with downcast eyes, feeling itchy and curious, and nodded at Shi Fengchun's kind invitation: "Then bother."

On the way down the mountain, several people kept chatting.

Yan Huiqing and Tang Juan stood next to each other, listening to Shi Fengchun silently, only answering when being cueed.

While chatting, an elder suddenly laughed: "Yan Daoyou is very similar to a person in our sect."

Yan Huiqing froze and said calmly, "Really?"

Tang Juan frowned: "Who do you look like?"

"It's like your master, with a high level of cultivation and a similar body shape." The elder paused, tsk tsk, "I'm not very talkative."

Yan Huiqing's heart skipped a beat.

It's not long since Xiao Muzhu became a teacher, so it's not normal to recognize him. The elders have been with the Supreme Immortal for decades, and their eyes are poisonous.

Shi Fengchun was taken aback, and laughed loudly: "Looking at it this way, it really looks a lot like Wushang, but Wushang has been in closed-door training for a long time, and when I get to the sect, if there is a chance, you two can meet and maybe become friends .”

Yan Huiqing couldn't laugh, so he responded indiscriminately.

How did he see the Supreme Immortal Venerable?Do you use a shadow clone?

Mixed feelings……

Really, I am like myself.

On the way back, Yan Huiqing kept thinking about this matter.

Tang Juan didn't say anything, and looked at him from the corner of his eye calmly, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Shi Fengchun was very considerate to others. Once he arrived at Yueling Mountain, he helped Yan Huiqing arrange a place to live. Considering that he and Tang Juan knew each other well, the place he arranged was not far from Yuanyuan Xingyuan.

Yan Huiqing thanked him and stayed.

The system distributed the achievement value of the reward without too much explanation, only saying that the task was completed.

"Don't you want to make Tang Juan famous all over the world?"

After today's encounter, most of the credit has been taken away by him. Tang Juan is afraid that he will not be famous all over the world, at most he will mention his name.

System: "The main tasks have been completed, so there is no need to worry about these."

"Has the main thing been completed?" Yan Huiqing decided to have a good chat with it, "Tang Juan didn't subdue the puppet corpse, but let the puppet corpse be wiped out in ashes. Is this considered complete?"

The system is straightforward: "The task is to help Tang Juan defeat the puppet corpse, and it is also a kind of defeat if it is wiped out."

It paused, and said softly: "The reward has already been obtained, and the host would take advantage of the loopholes in the previous missions. Why should I go into it this time?"

Yan Huiqing recalled it for a while, but couldn't refute: "I've reformed myself now, can't I?"

The system didn't speak.

Yan Huiqing was silent for a while, then sighed: "The plot has changed a lot, Tang Juan's magic weapon is also very weird, and you, you also have something to hide from me, isn't it normal for me to investigate?"

The house is close to the Yuanyuan Xingyuan, and there is the Supreme Immortal Venerable sitting in the town, so there is no noise around.

The room was very quiet, even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly, it was inexplicably depressed.

Yan Huiqing opened the window to let the sun shine in: "You don't want to say it, and I can't force it. I just ask you one thing. Will people be punished for setting OOC?"

The plot collapsed, and the system was broken. Yan Huiqing didn't want to be wronged. If there was no punishment, he would do what he wanted to do.

It's summer, and the sun is shining.

Yan Huiqing turned his body sideways and stood in the shadow beside him.

"Yes, if the host sets OOC, he will be punished."

"Tsk..."

This answer is somewhat irritating. In the past, Yan Huiqing was appointed to scold a few words, but now he doesn't speak.

The system comforted strangely: "Host, don't think too much, don't violate the human settings, do tasks and get rewards, everything will be fine."

Yan Huiqing laughed shortly, with unknown meaning: "It's pretty good now, there's no need to get better."

Although he didn't get too many things out of the system's mouth, at least he can be sure that his feeling is not wrong, and the plot is indeed wrong.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

Yan Huiqing would never worry about things unfoundedly, and if he didn't get an answer, he turned around and let the matter go.

Lying in the room until night, Yan Huiqing left a letter, quietly left the room, and sneaked into the Yuanyuan Xingyuan.

It had been a long time since he had used the Supreme Immortal Venerable's shell, so he wanted to try it.

The system reminded: "Host, if you change your identity now, it is very likely that you will be discovered."

As soon as Yan Huiqing arrived at Yueling Mountain, he suddenly disappeared, and at this time the Supreme Immortal Venerable suddenly left the pass, so it was easy to be discovered by interested people.

"If you find it, you will find it. Anyway, there is no evidence."

All the way into the retreat room, Yan Huiqing changed his clothes, and rolled on the tatami in a very disfigured manner.

I am used to sleeping, but this nest is still comfortable.

The system hit the nail on the head: "Host, you did it on purpose."

Yan Huiqing rested his arms on the pillow, with a wandering smile on his brows and eyes: "Ah, I was discovered by you."

He did it on purpose.

Maybe it's because he's been too conformist and lacks excitement these days, Yan Huiqing can't help but want to die.

The system earnestly said: "Host, if your identity is discovered, you will be punished. Aren't you the most afraid of pain?"

"Yes." Yan Huiqing smiled suddenly, and changed the topic, "Tongzi, you seem to have suddenly changed back to the old you."

What was the previous system like?

Nagging, endless tasks all day long, like an old lady, although using the most indifferent electronic voice, there is a trace of human touch.

To sum it up, Yan Huiqing hated it, but not too much.

As for now, worry more.

But Yan Huiqing always felt uncomfortable.

The system stopped talking again.

After a long time, when Yan Huiqing was about to fall asleep, a soft electronic voice sounded in his mind: "Does the host prefer the old me?"

Yan Huiqing replied lazily: "That's right, it was easier to deceive before, but now I can't even get a word out."

system:"……"

Please, be human.

Yan Huiqing went to bed on time every day, lying on the familiar tatami, and fell asleep faster.

During the time he was with Tang Juan, he never had a dream when he slept, so that when he suddenly fell into a dream tonight, he didn't realize that he was dreaming in the first place.

In the dim palace, there was no sound, and the layers of gauze curtains were like invisible cages, trapping the people on the bed.

His body was in severe pain and his wrist was heavy. Yan Huiqing had to use a lot of strength to raise his hand.

The wrists were thin, almost skinny, and the carpal bones protruded from the shackles.

The shackles were lined with a layer of soft fine fleece, which did not abrade the skin.

The pain was so severe that Yan Huiqing's eyes were blurred, and he sat up from the bed after accumulating strength for a long time.

There was no one around, the chains were attached to the chains, and the chains were full of small bells. The bells were hollow and would not make a sound, only when they hit the chains, there would be a little ringing.

Yan Huiqing took a closer look, the bell was painted with cinnabar talismans, very delicate.

All symbols are the same and look very familiar.

Unexpectedly, he lowered his head and sniffed at his wrist.

Covered by the aroma of incense and herbs, there is a faint smell of blood, which is not easy to detect, but it does exist.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and through the gauze curtain, he saw a thin figure.

The wind blew up the gauze, and he could see through the gap that the man was dressed in red like blood, with silver patterns as paintings.

Yan Huiqing opened his eyes slightly.

Those silver patterns are the same as the runes on the bell.

"wake up?"

"I haven't seen you wake up after waiting for a long time, but you woke up after going out for a while, and you said you didn't mean to compete with me?"

"Why don't you talk, did you have a nightmare or lost your mind again?"

"Nightmare?"

Yan Huiqing was stunned for a moment, unable to believe that she could make such a sound.

It was like an old broken gong, scraping and making a hoarse sound, piercing and urgent.

The veil was lifted suddenly, and the man leaned over, with madness and excitement in his eyes: "You finally talked to me."

Yan Huiqing was stunned for a moment: "Tang Juan?"

The man in front of him was clearly Tang Juan, even if his face was turned into ashes, he would not admit his mistake.

However, this face did not have the coldness he was familiar with, but was full of shocking affection, paranoia and madness.

Yan Huiqing's heart tightened, and he suddenly realized that this was a dream.

At the same time, he remembered the last dream.

The same place, the same Tang Juan, so the person who was locked and trapped on the bed, was he?

His body suddenly ached, his internal organs ached, and he gasped violently. Amid Tang Juan's anxious and worried voice, he tilted his head and lost consciousness.

— woke up.

Yan Huiqing woke up from the pain.

After waking up, there seemed to be pain in the body.

Outside the retreat, someone is knocking on the door.

Yan Huiqing settled down: "Who?"

"Reporting to Master, it's me, Tang Juan."

"What are you doing here so late?"

"I just came back from training at the foot of the mountain, and I came here to pay a visit to Master. Is Master free now? I want to ask you something."

The dream was still vivid in his mind, and he couldn't sleep anymore, so Yan Huiqing simply got up: "Wait for me at the gazebo, I'll go there right away."

Yan Huiqing recalled the dream, and was so upset that he dug out the brewed spirit wine.

Not yet, but he just wanted to drink tonight.

Alcoholism is not good, Yan Huiqing only dug a jar, and kept another jar, planning to drink it after brewing.

Tang Juan was sitting at the ruins of the gazebo. Seeing him coming, he greeted him with a smile: "Master, long time no see."

Too enthusiastic, Yan Huiqing glanced at him indifferently, not in the mood to delve into it: "What do you want to ask?"

"No problem, it's just random talk, it's just that I have practiced for a long time, and I just want to meet Master, Master, don't be angry."

"Um……"

Tang Juan looked at him: "I heard from the suzerain that the master has been in seclusion these days, when will he leave the seclusion?"

It seems that the elder's words made him suspicious, Yan Huiqing put down the wine: "I was disturbed by you just now, and I almost lost my temper, so I left the gate."

Tang Juan's expression froze, a little at a loss.

"Okay, I lied to you." Yan Huiqing lifted the mud seal of the wine jar, "Can you drink?"

As soon as the words fell, he raised the wine jar and took a sip.

The fragrance of flowers is strong, but it is a pity that it has not been brewed well and is a bit astringent.

The strong wine entered his throat, washing away the traces left by the dream.

There is no pain, and you can be sure that what is in front of you is real.

Tang Juan stared blankly at his movements, unable to recover.

Yan Huiqing handed him the wine jar: "Drink?"

The stars are reflected in the pool water, like a few lazy fish, swaying slowly in the sparkling waves.

The wine jar is not big, the mouth is also small, and it has a moist luster under the moonlight.

There is wine on it, and maybe the wetness from touching the lips.

Tang Juan stared straight ahead, feeling his mouth dry.

When Yan Huiqing was about to withdraw his arm, he hurriedly grabbed the wine jar and said in a hoarse voice, "Drink..."

Tang Juan knows how to drink, but he has never drank too strong wine, nor has he tried to drink it from a jar.

The pungent wine and the aroma of the spirit flower are mixed very violently, leaving an astringent feeling on the tip of the tongue, and when it passes through the throat, it is as burning as fire.

He felt that he might have gone mad, his lips touched the edge of the wine jar, and the bitter taste of alcohol made him excited.

"I can't finish drinking."

Yan Huiqing frowned and snatched the wine. The wine was too strong, and with Tang Juan's drinking method, he would get drunk soon.

Sure enough, after he took another sip of wine, he raised his eyes to meet a pair of shining eyes.

Shiny, like a puppy.

I don't know if it was intuition or what, but when he met those eyes, Yan Huiqing instantly realized that Tang Juan was drunk.

"The amount of alcohol is really—"

Before he could finish speaking, Tang Juan pounced on him.

The wine jar rolled across the ground, and the bones rolled into the pool, disturbing the lazy fish in the pool.

The moonlight was shattered and spilled all over the ground.

Yan Huiqing lay on the ground, frowning, subconsciously supporting Tang Juan's waist.

Their current postures are not harmonious, Tang Juan is lying on top of him, with his head against his chest, very drunk.

"Master..."

"The wine quality is too bad, and I'm still playing crazy when I'm drunk."

Yan Huiqing commented mercilessly, and then rubbed his head.

No one set an OOC punishment, I think the person who came here was really drunk.

Thinking of this, he strengthened his hands, removed the hairpin, and rumpled Tang Juan's hair.

It wasn't until the drunken man hummed dissatisfiedly that he mercifully withdrew his hand.

Tang Juan was not so drunk that he couldn't speak, and kept mumbling about something. Yan Huiqing was very curious, so he leaned closer to listen.

It took a long time to hear it clearly, Tang Juan didn't say anything else, he was chanting the same name from beginning to end.

The three words that he was so familiar with were called sticky by him, like a spoiled child.

Hearing this, the Lord was stunned.

A lot of unsuitable images appeared in his mind, Yan Huiqing's breath tightened, and he felt that acting like a baby couldn't be more pleasant.

Pulling back the wandering thoughts, Yan Huiqing's first reaction was that his identity had been discovered.

But then, he overturned the idea.

If it is really discovered, it is impossible that no one will set an OOC punishment.

That leaves only one possibility.

Without knowing that the two identities belong to him, Tang Juan mistook the Supreme Immortal Venerable for Yan Huiqing.

As the saying goes, uttering the truth after drinking can make Xiao Mumu talk about it even when he is drunk. Yan Huiqing couldn't tell what it was like in his heart for a while, a little unhappy and a little sweet.

He thought about it for a while, and thought that this might be the feeling that he had greened himself.

"Is Xiao Mulu enlightened?" Yan Huiqing poked Tang Juan's face and smiled happily, "You still call me when you're drunk, do you like me?"

As soon as the words fell, the person lying on his chest suddenly raised his head, staring straight at him with a pair of bright drunk eyes.

The author says:

Tomorrow's clip, the update will be adjusted to after eleven o'clock in the evening!

Brother Yan: My wife kept confessing to me when she was drunk, what should I do, wait online, urgent.

Tangtang: Confession? ? [The old man on the subway looks at the jpg on his phone. 】

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!