After the rebirth, the Taoist companion became the deadly enemy

The morning class ended, and the disciples went to the dining hall together.Suhang has always had no appetite, even if he eats Bigu Pill, he can survive.

He wanted to go back to the courtyard to take a rest, but he noticed that Wen Zong went there alone today.

Suhang knew Wenzong because he was Qing Ziyang's subordinate in his previous life.Although his mouth was broken, he was really loyal, but because he was a member of the devil, his final fate was not very good.

It wasn't until after being reborn that Su Hang remembered that Wen Zong had intersected with them a long time ago.

Because of his personality, Qing Ziyang made too many enemies, and it became even more serious after becoming a demon king. If it weren't for his superior force, the two of them would not have been able to live in peace and stability for nearly ten years.

At that time, the demon king was almost dismayed in the arena.

Rumor has it that countless of his subordinates have lost their lives, blood is flowing, and children can stop crying at night.It is rare for ordinary people not to shudder when they hear his name.

At that time, Suhang had already ascended to a holy place, replacing his master Puxian and becoming the only venerable in the entire continent.But at this juncture, he ignored everyone's dissuasion and insisted on marrying Qing Ziyang.

Immortal Venerable and his becoming a Taoist couple is called marrying off.The world has speculated a lot about this, and the most credible statement is that Suhang sacrificed himself to suppress the devil and save the common people.

It's touching to say, but no one is afraid of Mozun.Even friends who had a little relationship before, after hearing the news, they all chose to stay away.

No matter how great the reasons are, who is willing to admit that they have a friend who is in the same league as the Demon Lord?

But in the final analysis, Su Hang's evaluation by outsiders is noncommittal. No matter whether it is good or bad, his marriage with Qing Ziyang has become an established fact.

It's just that I didn't expect that, as the Taoist companion of the Demon Lord, he still couldn't escape the fatal blow from the enemy in the end.

Su Hang thought about it, and finally decided to follow Wen Zong's footsteps.

Wen Zong was holding a plate and looking forward on tiptoe, as if he wanted to know about today's dishes in advance.

Seeing that the other party's head was about to fall into the crowd, Su Hang hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

Unexpectedly, the moment Wen Zong saw him, his sloppy expression suddenly changed, his expression was even a little weird, and he raised his head slightly as a greeting.When facing Suhang, compared with Qing Ziyang, he made less jokes.

"Qing Ziyang..." Perhaps it was because he hadn't seriously called Qing Ziyang's name for too many years, Su Hang's voice was a bit rusty.

In the previous life, he was either begged by that person to be called Lao Gong, or he was given a more intimate nickname, and he almost never used such a combination of names and surnames.

After pausing for half a beat, he continued: "Where is he?"

Before the words finished, Wen Zong's expression became even more strange, it seemed a little teasing, half a smile but not a smile: "Brother Su asked him why?"

After all, he seemed very interested in continuing the chat, and even put down the plate in his hand, the whole person was so excited that he almost didn't rub his hands.

Although there was not much intersection with Wenzong in the previous life, Suhang blamed everything on Qing Ziyang's being too cautious and protecting him to a terrifying degree.Even conversations with acquaintances have to follow closely, let alone long chats.

However, although it was a bit extreme to do so, under the connivance of Suhang, the two of them have indeed not been disturbed by the outside world for many years.

Su Hang did not comment on Wen Zong's gossip, but just looked at each other silently.Wen Zong let go of his mouth with a smile until he saw the other party's hair standing on end.

"In order to "repay" your kindness, of course he is copying his mind now. "

Suhang automatically blocked the first half of the sentence, but focused on the latter.

Copy books?How can Qing Ziyang be so obedient?

But before he had time to figure it out, the person had already moved into the courtyard where Qing Ziyang lived.At the same time, he carried two big warm meat buns in his pocket—the little disciples in the canteen secretly stuffed them into him.

I came here once in the dark last night, but I couldn't really see it clearly.Perhaps it was because Yiwen Daoqing's house was well managed, and Qing Ziyang's request for a general discipleship was not carried out.

Therefore, he now occupies one courtyard alone.

Suhang didn't rush in and leaned against the window.Now even entering the inner room of the future Taoist companion seems sneaky, and the impression is really not good.

It is necessary to consider the name of the Taoist companion.

Su Hang thought to himself.

Through the window sill, one could vaguely see Qing Ziyang's figure. He was leaning over the desk with his right hand pinching the brush hair, writing and drawing something.

Suhang would never believe that he was copying books, and Qing Ziyang had never followed the rules.Not to mention that this person actually gave up his meal time to do this boring thing.

So Xianzun repeated his old trick and sneaked into the inner room with a muffled sound.

But this time, he was not as lucky as before.The moment Qing Ziyang saw his figure, his hand movements froze, and then he quickly squeezed the paper into a ball, and within a few seconds, he didn't know where to throw it.

After the coherent movements, Fang Cai stood up in a covert manner, coughed twice, and took the lead in biting back: "Ancestor, can you say hello in advance next time you come in?"

Suhang didn't respond, and his eyes quickly locked on the desktop.I saw a copy of "Qing Xin Zhu" spread out on the sandalwood table, and Lang Hao was also down on the side, the ink splashed, but the so-called manuscript was missing.

"What are you doing here again? Did you figure it out this time? Why don't we go to worship today?" Qing Ziyang stepped forward to block Su Hang's prying eyes, looking a little nervous.

However, the obstructive person was gently pushed away by Su Hang. Regardless of Qing Ziyang's obstruction, he bent down and looked around.

Inexplicably, Su Hang's temples were throbbing. In the past, when this happened, it was usually Qing Ziyang who did bad things behind his back.Prompted by a strong premonition, he began to rummage.

Seeing that words could not stop the other party, Qing Ziyang started to attack.

Sometimes hooking people's fingers, sometimes grabbing Suhang's clothes, anyway, whatever is annoying, but they are all easily resolved by the other party.Until Su Hang's knee accidentally hit the drawer, making a dull sound.

Qing Ziyang's eyelids twitched, his expression changed instantly, and he didn't care about anything else, he put his arm around Suhang's waist and dragged him backwards.

The warmth of his back was too familiar, Suhang was still a little dazed when he was hugged, but he quickly came back to his senses, slammed his arms back, and broke free while moving forward.

This was not enough, Suhang's fingertips continued to emit blue light, followed the established route, and before Qing Ziyang could react, it sank into his chest.

The next moment, except for his head, the rest of his body was unable to move at all.

"Can you stop doing this trick every time?" Qing Ziyang lowered his head helplessly.

Suhang shook his head, quite complacently, but this expression didn't last long before he was abandoned by the master.

Realizing that there was still a soul in his thirties inside his shell, Suhang suddenly felt embarrassed.But it seemed that he was not convinced, and he said stubbornly: "It's enough to treat you idiot."

After finishing speaking, he stopped pestering and prepared to open the drawer to check.Before making a move, he took a special look at Qing Ziyang's expression, and he was relieved when he saw that the other party closed his eyes decadently.

There was indeed crumpled rice paper in the drawer, Suhang opened it up and looked, a smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

I saw a huge pig's head drawn in ink on the paper, with its nostrils turned out, and beside the pig's head, there were three powerful characters - Su Yutong, mocking Su Hang's actions brightly.

Who doesn't know, it is precisely because of the homonym of "bath bucket" that Su Hang is extremely disgusted with this title.It's fine for the elders to be like this on weekdays, but Qing Ziyang is obviously provoking.

The exaggerated laughter also arrived in time, lingering in Suhang's ears, making him unable to calm down for a long time.

The rice paper was rubbed in the palm of another person again, Su Hang gritted his molars, thinking silently.

It's better to start the plan in advance, otherwise he will be pissed off by Qing Ziyang sooner or later!

Seeing Su Hang push the door away angrily, Qing Ziyang's laughter stopped abruptly: "Hey, you have unblocked my acupuncture points anyway. Hey! Su Yutong!"

But Suhang has long since disappeared, leaving only the dumbfounded Qing Ziyang.

There was clearly no obvious restraint below the neck, but he was like an ice sculpture, unable to move at all.The spells blessed by the angry Suhang cannot be touched no matter with spiritual power or brute force.

Just when Qing Ziyang sighed and was about to accept the reality, the tense feeling all over his body suddenly disappeared, that is, he could move freely.

He shook his palm subconsciously, and saw a touch of blue spiritual power falling with the window, and in an instant, two wrapped paper bags formed on the table.

Qing Ziyang squeezed it with one hand, and was surprised to find that there was a steaming meat bun in it, which was still hot after a long delay.

The eyes that were slightly opened due to surprise returned to normal, the tails of the eyes were turned up, and even the corners of the mouth raised a curve visible to the naked eye.

After a long time, he put the paper bag back to its original place, and opened the drawer of the sandalwood table, which was the one that was inspected by Su Hang not long ago.

But this time, the owner of the finger precisely pulled out a piece of rice paper from the bottom, which was clean and without any wrinkles.

It depicts the figure of a young man. If Su Hang was still present, he would be able to tell at a glance that the painting was himself from last night.

In the bathtub, water droplets rolled down along the forehead, and finally gathered in the collarbone, forming a small pool of water.The blue silk was submerged in water and stuck to her body wetly.

What is even more intriguing is that the boy's neck was tightly strangled by a hand.Because of suffocation, his head was tilted back, his lips were slightly parted, his brows were tightly knitted, the corners of his eyes were red, and his facial expression was a little painful.

Qing Ziyang didn't understand why he made such a painting, and even turned his hand that was originally on the back of Suhang's neck.

"What are you looking at?"

A faint voice sounded behind him, Qing Ziyang instantly escaped from his fantasy, folded it a few times and stuffed it into his arms.

Fortunately, it was Wen Zong who came, and seeing Qing Ziyang's actions was just inexplicable, so he didn't ask too much.He stepped forward, very interested, and said, "Suhang came to see you?"

Qing Ziyang put on a show and straightened his clothes, then asked unhurriedly, "How do you know?"

"He went to the dining hall at noon and asked me about you. By the way, this is the first time I saw him come to the dining hall. Brother Qing, you've got a lot of face."

Qing Ziyang coughed twice to cover up the corners of his mouth that were crazily raised.Go to the closet and choose the clothes you need for the weapons class in the afternoon.

As he said that, Wen Zong spotted the table with sharp eyes, and wanted to reach out to touch it: "What is this? Didn't you go to the dining hall? Where did you get the meat bun?"

"Don't touch it." Qing Ziyang almost buried his head in the closet without looking back.

Wen Zong didn't move any more. In a flash of inspiration, his mouth moved before his brain.Swallowing it in time with a "fuck", he said in shock: "Could it be Suhang who brought it to you?!"

But Qing Ziyang ignored him this time. When Wen Zong turned his head, he saw him standing motionless in front of the closet, as if frozen.Can't help but ask more: "What's wrong?"

After a long silence, Qing Ziyang's difficult voice came from the air.

"My clothes are gone."