Mozun was attacked by fake crying bag

After leaving Xuanming Medicine Sect, Ji Xuan smiled mysteriously, "Lord Mozun, do you know what I smuggled out?"

"What?" Huo Wuyan asked cooperatively.

Ji Xuan smiled, joy visible to the naked eye, a small mirror was conjured up in his hand like a magic trick, the young man was too handsome, holding a small bronze mirror used by women in his hand didn't look obtrusive, on the contrary, he had a vigorous look Youthful.

Huo Wuyan raised his eyebrows lightly, it didn't look surprising, other people naturally couldn't bring things out under Meng Mingcheng's nose, but Ji Xuan was different, with his ability, it was too easy to steal.

"I said, Master Mozun, isn't your reaction a little too flat?" Ji Xuan said, seemingly dissatisfied.

"What do you want?"

Ji Xuan's eyes moved slightly, and suddenly he became interested, with a nasty smile on his lips, "It's very simple, for example, be a little surprised, or praise me well, for example, you are so powerful, I admire you so much."

Huo Wuyan raised his brows slightly, glanced at him, and said kindly: "You are so powerful, this trick is really amazing."

The lack of emotional ups and downs in the voice made it sound like a sarcasm.

Ji Xuan smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, "Lord Mozun, I have to reasonably suspect that you are mocking me."

The corners of Huo Wuyan's lips twitched imperceptibly, he didn't admit it, and naturally he didn't deny it.

It was already approaching night at this time, and the night was beginning to fall, and the darkness on the horizon was devouring the last light, but in a blink of an eye, there was only an indissoluble darkness left.

In the thick night, Ji Xuan gathered his robe slightly to prevent the cold wind from pouring down on his neck. Even if Ji Xuan didn't want to show weakness in some places, he still had to accept that he couldn't lift his hands with his shoulders. He has a weak body, and his body is afraid of the cold, so he naturally has to tighten his clothes.

Just as Ji Xuan was about to use his spiritual power to resist the cold wind, a red cloak that was not heavy but absolutely warm was put on Ji Xuan's body. The dark red cloak was not too ostentatious, and there were red plums embroidered with another color on it. , Moiré dark decoration, gold thread trimming, low-key luxury.

Ji Xuan couldn't help being slightly stunned, and then a smile slipped across his eyes, Huo Wuyan was surprisingly considerate sometimes.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Ji Xuan kind of liked Huo Wuyan's liking for him. If he proposed to sleep with him now, would the other party take the initiative to lie flat?

Ji Xuanrao thought about this possibility with interest.

On the other side, Yujianmen.

Bai Zizhuo started to practice again after returning to the sect last time. Jiuyou Blood Epiphyllum is a unique good thing. With this thing to assist in cultivation, in just one year, Bai Zizhuo's cultivation base has been greatly improved. In one fell swoop, he was promoted to the completion of foundation establishment. Not long ago, he clearly advanced to the late stage of foundation establishment, and now he has advanced to a small realm, which can be said to be progressing rapidly.

Seeing that Bai Zizhuo did have talent in this area, and his temperament was not bad, Chentian Xianzun taught him more times, and would come to instruct Bai Zizhuo on swordsmanship once in a while, and to solve some doubts about his cultivation.

Chentian Immortal Venerable could sense some progress in Bai Zizhuo's cultivation base, but turned a blind eye to the existence of Jiuyou Blood Epiphyllum.

Bai Zizhuo's attractive ability is very good, and the swordsmanship handed over by Chentian Xianzun to the other party has also changed from simple to difficult at the beginning. Sometimes, a single movement needs to be polished many times by Chentian Xianzun. Today's set of sword moves is considered the most difficult Difficult, there are a total of [-] moves, each of which has very high basic requirements for the swordsman. This is a sword move that Chen Tianzun has never taught his disciples. I thought Bai Zizhuo would give him a little surprise, but the result was not. How he wanted.

Chen Tianxian frowned, is it really too difficult?

"Wait." Just as Bai Zizhuo was about to make his next move, the immortal, as cold as the moon, did it himself, half-circling Bai Zizhuo from behind, and took his hand, "That's it."

It turned out that it was okay if he didn’t take it. The other party’s body became more and more stiff when he took it. I will teach you personally as a teacher."

The warm breath beside his ear made Bai Zizhuo's ears feel hot, but the man's jade-like indifferent voice made him wake up quickly, adjusted himself, let out a breath, and immediately relaxed his body.

Only then did Immortal Venerable Chen Tian feel a little satisfied.

Bai Zizhuo followed the strength of Chentian Immortal Venerable, and he simply performed a movement that he couldn't even do well just now.

With Bai Zizhuo's hand, he taught the other party to do the connected moves, and then the Immortal Chen Tian asked, "Do you understand?"

Bai Zizhuo nodded, and actually restored the sword move just now one by one, and the results that he had polished several times in the past were even more in line with the requirements of Chentian Immortal Venerable.

Such an effect made Chen Tianxian's breath melt like ice and snow, and even a slight smile slipped across his eyes, "You are indeed more suitable for using swords than most sword cultivators I have ever seen." If he could meet each other earlier , Has a young genius sword cultivator already appeared in this comprehension world?

"All taught by Master." Bai Zizhuo said modestly, with a faint smile on his lips.

Long-term sword practice made Baizi's hair slightly messy, and a few strands of hair fell from his temples and fell on his face, as if light ink had been sprinkled on the white and flawless suet jade. A bit broken, Chen Tian Xianzun casually pulled back Bai Zizhuo's hair from the sideburns. This action was meaningless to him, but it seemed extremely ambiguous in the eyes of others, especially in Qing Yangzi's eyes. Especially so.

Only after Chentian Xianzun left, Qingyangzi showed his body. Chentian Xianzun only taught people the sword, so he simply asked his disciple Qingyangzi to teach Bai Zizhuo other things. Today, after all the teachings, Qingyang Zicai said to Bai Zizhuo: "In half a month, there will be an outing for training, which is to go to the fallen place of Heishanya. I and another elder will lead the team. Master asked me to bring you along. What do you need to bring?" The things have been packed recently, and I will pick you up then."

A flash of understanding flashed across Bai Zizhuo's eyes. Recently, his sword has ushered in a bottleneck period and it is just right to go out to practice. The Immortal Lord Chentian seems cold, but in many places he is extremely considerate.

After Qingyangzi finished speaking, he nodded yes and thanked, "Brother, I'm sorry."

The news spread that Qingyangzi should leave. He broke through the Nascent Soul not long ago, and recently he is busy consolidating his cultivation and dealing with some sect tasks. Compared with Bai Ziyan, he is a busy person, but he is about to leave. Before, the busy man Qingyangzi seemed to have just thought of something, and suddenly asked: "Little brother, did I tell you that Master cultivates the way of ruthlessness?"

"Said."

"Did you actually say that? Look at my memory, I can't even remember clearly. It's good that the younger brother knows." Qingyangzi said goodbye with a smile, and turned into a flying shadow in the blink of an eye.

After Qingyangzi left, Bai Zizhuo's cold face sank a little. If the former Bai Zizhuo must have believed Qingyangzi's words, but after experiencing certain things, Bai Zizhuo finally learned to be more careful. What a fool, I still have the basic sense of words and expressions. Qingyangzi seemed to be smiling just now, but in fact the smile didn't reach his eyes. The Taoism of Chentian Immortal Venerable.

Master?

Bai Zizhuo's white fingertips wiped the place where the other party's breath sprayed before, and there seemed to be a faint aftertaste of the itching of the warm breath hitting it.

The other party was preaching for him, how dare he really blaspheme the exiled immortal.

Bai Zizhuo is not a wolf-hearted and unreasonable person.

After Ji Xuan left the Xuanming Medicine Sect, he studied the original mirror that he got out repeatedly, and found that this mirror really seemed to be an ordinary mirror, except for his strong recognition ability, no amount of external force could knock it down. It is useless except that it is broken, and its ability seems to have no other use other than being a good eye.

After playing with it for a few days, Ji Xuan threw the mirror into the space with a liking for the new and dislike the old, and took out the black long wood of unknown material to start carving. Such yin-gathering wood is really suitable for making the necromancer's staff. Because of this piece of wood, Ji Xuan even catered to this piece of wood for the other materials he was looking for. The non-attribute staff would not be available for a while, but the simple undead staff can be tried.

Huo Wuyan is a person who is very good at waiting. When Ji Xuan was researching these things, he was not in a hurry, he just made a few furnaces of pills and read some obscure books. He was actually busier than Ji Xuan seemed.

Ji Xuandao, who was lowering his head to carve patterns, said, "Master Mozun never seems to practice?"

Huo Wuyan raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Xuan, lowered his eyes, and turned another page of the book in his hand, "This is not waiting for your cultivation to come up."

"Oh~" Ji Xuan laughed, blew off the sawdust on the carving, and continued carving in another place, "I almost believed it."

"Otherwise what do you think?"

"There are no monks who don't want to live forever and ascend to become immortals. You and I are no exception. If a man doesn't show his ambition, it's a waste of time in the world. Since the Demon Lord can become the Demon Lord, it has already shown you He is ambitious, has no cultivation, and has raised his cultivation level, so there must be some hidden secret." And this hidden secret has already been guessed by Ji Xuan.

Even if Huo Wuyan knew that he had a love affair in his early years, Huo Wuyan regarded Bai Ziyan as his love robbery in the book, so he is also the person who is the most indifferent to the protagonist in all the attacks. Now, Bai Ziyan's role has been taken by him. If the butterfly is gone, with the malice of heaven, will he become Huo Wuyan's love robbery.

So, trouble, trouble.

It is because he clearly knows the stakes, even if Ji Xuan doesn't hate Huo Wuyan, and doesn't dislike the other party's liking, he still doesn't allow himself to have any feelings for the other party that go beyond his interests, knowing that he shouldn't, and makes himself unable to withdraw at any time, Being in danger is the behavior of a fool. Ji Xuan doesn't think he is a very smart person, but he is not stupid either.

"You shouldn't ask, your Excellency, don't ask." Huo Wuyan flipped through the book as usual, and was not affected by Ji Xuan's words.

Ji Xuan let out a "hmm".

Most likely, he is the only one who will chat with people while refining weapons. Which of the other refining masters is not afraid of others stealing their own skills.

After carving the pattern, Ji Xuan started to forge. Huo Wuyan saw that the other party was not the same as in the cultivation world, but wanted a more practical method, "Your Excellency, you really don't avoid suspicion."

While controlling the fire, Ji Xuan wiped the sawdust from his hands. The noble and handsome young man had a smile in his eyes, "Both each other, Master Mozun didn't avoid suspicion when he made alchemy."

The only difference is that Ji Xuanxue does not know alchemy, but Huo Wuyan may not be able to learn the method of refining Ji Xuan in Ji Xuan's hands. There are too many benefits of eating here, even if Huo Wuyan wants Ji Xuan to refine the weapon for him personally, Ji Xuan is willing to help.

Huo Wuyan understood what Ji Xuan meant, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter if you can't learn alchemy."

It really doesn't matter, Ji Xuan himself doesn't know how to do alchemy, but he can invite top alchemists to make alchemy for him.

Unexpectedly, Huo Wuyan's next sentence was, "If you want, I can make alchemy for you all the time."

Ji Xuan was slightly stunned, as if the tip of his heart was lightly lifted by a feather, a subtle feeling climbed into his heart, which was strange and elusive.

Huo Wuyan's words were too natural, not like a confession, but like a promise without Ji Xuan's response.

Ji Xuan's rationality told him not to inquire deeply, just pretend that he doesn't know anything, they can continue to maintain the current stable relationship, but Ji Xuan likes to do some irrational things sometimes, so he laughed: "This way But it’s not good, at first I thought Lord Mozun had a different feeling for me.”

"What if you really have feelings beyond the partners you cooperate with?" Huo Wuyan asked following Ji Xuan's words, his eyes were as deep as an abyss.

Ji Xuan smiled, and half-jokingly said: "Then love me a little more. When Lord Mozun loves me so much, I think I will be willing to offer my sincerity. If not, then it must be the devil." My lord doesn't love deeply enough."

Ji Xuan had a smile on his face, his expression was noble and arrogant, whether these words were true or not, it depended on how Huo Wuyan decided.

He is a seductive and depraved demon, a cruel and ruthless executioner, and a slutty slut, but if you regard him as a god, love him and be fooled by him, and when you can't tolerate anything else, this cunning careerist will definitely... Stingily leaning down to give the believer a kiss, and then offering his unique sincerity.