Demon Lord, he is rebellious

When he woke up the next day, Xianyu Haoyang rubbed his head, feeling a little dizzy because of the hangover.He looked around and found that he was lying in his room, his shoes and coat had been taken off, and there was a cup of warm honey water on the bedside.

It seems that last night was not his illusion, most likely Duan Xun brought him back.

After drinking the whole cup of honey water, Xianyu Haoyang sat cross-legged and meditated, his spiritual energy circulated for a week, and the residual alcohol in his body was completely digested.The alcohol smell all over his body made him wrinkle his nose, got up and went to the bathroom, took off his clothes, took a shower carefully, changed into clean clothes, and then went out to find Duan Xun.

As expected, Duan Xun was in the study.He pushed open the door, and Duan Xun sat in front of the pear wood desk as usual, looking at something in his hands.Sensing Xianyu Haoyang's arrival, Duan Xun put down the letter in his hand, raised his head and smiled slightly at Xianyu Haoyang.

Xianyu Haoyang was taken aback. Perhaps the word "overwhelming country and city" is not an exaggeration to describe Duan Xun. This kind of Duan Xun really fascinates people.

"Did Master bring me back yesterday?" Although he knew the answer, Xianyu Haoyang just wanted to hear Duan Xun admit it.

Duan Xun got up and poured a cup of tea for Xianyu Haoyang, "After the presbytery was over last night, I came back and found you were not there." He didn't mention that Xianyu Haoyang smirked while holding the wine bottle last night, crying and begging for the embarrassment of his master .

"Why did you drink so much last night? I've never seen you lose your composure."

Xianyu Haoyang said calmly, "I was entangled with Sha Ling and Zhai Xinghai last night, and they made me drink a lot."

Duan Xun glanced at Xianyu Haoyang, and stopped bringing up this topic.The two chatted, but they both tacitly avoided the matter of removing the magic seal. Xianyu Haoyang wanted to ask the question several times, but was afraid of making Duan Xun feel uncomfortable, so he stopped mentioning some things.

After returning to Huashi Pavilion, it was inconvenient for the two of them to be as reckless as they were in Xuanling Cave. He knew that Duan Xun would not mess with him in the study, and Xianyu Haoyang could only kiss his little mouth, touch his little hand, and drink poison to quench his thirst.

Duan Xun was too busy these days, not long after, Zhai Xinghai knocked on the door, saying that all the elders were already waiting in Yunqing Hall, Duan Xun carefully tidied up the clothes that were crumpled by Xianyu Haoyang, and the expression on his face returned. Duan Xun kissed Xianyu Haoyang with a calm, unattainable appearance, got up and left.

In the past, Xianyu Haoyang would always follow Duan Xun in this kind of meeting, but now neither of them mentioned the matter of letting Xianyu Haoyang attend the meeting. Wait for Duan to find him in Shige.

In the sky above Yun Qingzong, there was a tense atmosphere everywhere, and it was widely known that the hundred families of the Xianmen wanted to punish Xianyu Haoyang at Zhuxiantai.

Walking on the road, although no one dared to be disrespectful to him, the occasional strange glances at him made Xianyu Haoyang feel a little uncomfortable.This reminded him of his experience in front of the Buddha Pagoda when he was young. Obviously he did nothing wrong, and obviously many people didn't even know the truth, but inexplicably labeled him one after another.

Duan Xun came back later and later, and the tired look on his face became more and more serious. Xianyu Haoyang hugged him in his arms distressedly, "Master..."

He knew that Duan Xun must have endured pressure from all sides for him, but he couldn't say anything to make Duan Xun give up.Thinking in another way, if it was him, he would protect Duan Xunquan with all his might, instead of hearing his lover give up on him after trying his best.

He could only kiss Duan Xun over and over again, hoping to heal the despair between the two with passionate desire.

He sometimes thinks, life is really suffocating, as if he has never lived recklessly in his life.Human nature is really despicable, forcing them to come here.One's life has never been smooth, and even Duan Xun is so powerful, but he can't catch it.

Today Duan Xun is extraordinarily enthusiastic and proactive like never before, even though this is a study room.Xianyu Haoyang's body paused, and he noticed something, then his eyes blurred again, and he devoted himself wholeheartedly into this desperate love.

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Above the East China Sea there is a fairy mountain, soaring into the clouds, the top of the mountain is covered with snow, the bottom of the mountain is turbulent, and the vegetation on the mountainside is green.Walking in it, within a few steps, you can see spring, summer, autumn and winter.

This mountain is called "Fangzhou Mountain". Although it is in the world, it is not like the world.

Fangzhou Mountain is the most famous in the world, but what makes him most famous is not his beautiful scenery, but the "Zhuxian Terrace" on the top of the mountain.

On the top of Fangzhou Mountain, there is a rather strange place, where the spiritual energy around is continuously drawn into a huge black hole, and the monks are not only unable to practice in it, but will be continuously robbed of their clean energy by the black hole.

Because of this, a few powerful monks joined hands to build a "Zhuxian Terrace" on top of the black hole, adding countless restrictions, specialized in trial and detention, and punishing all kinds of vicious people.

There are ninety-nine and 81 heaven and earth locks on Zhuxiantai, even if monks are bound in the late stage of the tribulation, it is impossible to escape.

Since the establishment of this place, countless demons, big and small, have been killed. The ferocity is not counted all year round, and there is always a layer of lingering blood around it, like those who have died with guilt or wronged throughout the ages. The souls, who have not dispersed for a long time, are divided into yin and yang, watching the past on the Zhuxian Terrace blankly.

There were countless monks, big and small, sitting or standing around Zhuxian Terrace. People who knew and didn't know each other unconsciously looked at the open space where Yun Qingzong was.

Duan Xun stood at the front of the Yunqing Sect members, and his demeanor, which was close to nature and neither sad nor joyful, made the surrounding people look even more mediocre and insignificant.

Rong Feng hadn't shown his face for many days, but now he was standing behind Duan Xun, his face was calm and majestic, which made people dare not despise him.Meng Yiwen and Rong Feng stood side by side, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling, and a folding fan in his hand, showing a suave and suave appearance.

Nearly a hundred disciples of Yun Qing Sect stood behind them. They wore silver-white school uniforms, and the cirrus patterns embroidered with silver silk glistened in the sun, forming a silver ocean, with extraordinary momentum.

The first person to stand up and say was the master of Yihe Sect, Situ Jin, "My fellow Taoists, I am Situ Jin. The purpose of gathering everyone together this time is to disregard human life and practice evil skills. Over the years, disciples from various sects have been missing one after another, and more than one person has pointed out that Xian Yu Haoyang practiced kung fu with his life, but Yun Qingzong tried his best to defend him and defended him in every possible way, as a last resort, there was a gathering at Zhuxiantai today."

"Today, in front of the famous people in the world, I'm here to ask you, did those monks die at your hands? Is your cultivation caused by practicing evil skills?!"