On how the cannon fodder attack is counterattacked by the protagonist

Although it is summer, the seasons in Peach Blossom Valley are like spring, so it doesn't seem hot and humid. Now there are still a few days before the appointment time, so they came early and stayed to rest.

Jiuyangmen and Xiaoyao Demon Palace have a good relationship, and they are two powerful schools, so even if many people find Zhong Wu unhappy, they dare not come to find fault.

The manager of Peach Blossom Valley is also a smart person. When arranging the house, he combined the two families together. They dare not offend such big shots.

Looking at a farmhouse with good fields, it is not the luxurious and extravagant place Wei Qing imagined, but it is also interesting.

Peach Blossom Valley does not belong to any sect in the magic way, so it has a certain fairness as a battleground, but in Wei Qing's view, it is definitely not difficult for those demon bosses to make a move.

He also cryptically asked someone if he could deal with these people. In response, that person just showed a mysterious and idiotic smile to express that the master really cared about him.

Wei Qing said that if you think like this, I can't help it. The point is that I will finish with you after you are finished.

The worried Taoist chief tossed and turned, not thinking about eating or drinking, and finally one night he was pinned down on the bed by the young man and could not move.

"Is Master still worried?" Zhong Wu has been sleeping with a man, how can Zhong Wu not know the other's small movements.

"No, no." With wide eyes, Wei refused to admit it.

Seeing this, Zhong Wu glanced at him several times, and finally comforted him with his eyelids: "Then go to sleep, don't worry, you'll be fine."

Wei Qing saw that he really changed his position and continued to sleep with his arms around him after he finished speaking. He couldn't help but poked the other person's chest muscles and asked, "No, are you really ready?"

A smile appeared on the corner of the young man's lips, he closed his eyes and put the man's hand on his chest, and said in a happy mood: "I knew you were worried about me."

Before the man got angry, Zhong Wu quickly said: "Don't worry, do you still remember the little black stone I picked up in the ancestral hall behind the He family? That is the Jiuli Magic Crystal, and I practiced the exercises in it."

A simple sentence solved a lot of Wei Qing's doubts, the sudden practice of magic skills, and the rapid progress in cultivation, all of these have been explained.

When Zhong Wu said this, he was also observing the man's expression, seeing that he was just a little stunned and couldn't help but feel relieved, and then he confided a lot of things.

"There is also Xuantian Secret Territory. I took out the legendary demon sword Longyuan Sword according to the instructions of Demon Lord Jiuli. It is not so easy to be defeated with them."

After listening to the young man's complete narration, Wei Qing didn't relax for a moment, but sighed in his heart that he was worthy of being the protagonist. This encounter, this luck, is really not comparable to cannon fodder like them.

"Then why did you take away the fragmented copy of "Jiuli Heart Method" and that useless little black stone?" He suddenly thought of his bedroom that had been stolen.

Zhong Wu touched his nose and dumped the blame on Duan Hongzhi without any guilt.

"Then Baihe Town..." Wei Qing still spoke out with pursed lips.

Zhong Wu sighed inaudibly, kissed the man's forehead, and said: "It's all fate, Master should understand better than me, so don't take the responsibility on yourself, let it go if it happened."

Even if it wasn't for the two of them, someone would have taken those two things away. The entire population of Baihe Township should have been hit by such a catastrophe, and they couldn't escape it.

"Let's save them when you turn around." Wei Qing said, he didn't know before, but now that he knows, he can't just sit idly by.

Zhong Wu nodded. In fact, he had already invited people to do rituals, but he was very concerned about anything that might harm Master's practice.

"Go to sleep, tomorrow is the day of the competition."

Wei Qing responded, and slowly closed his eyes. There were still some questions that he did not ask.

On the day of the competition, Jiuyangmen and Xiaoyao Demon Palace created a lot of momentum for their venerable and Mozun. Fortunately, the two also showed great face, and they came late and were quite dignified.

If you ignore the black and smelly faces of the other Demon Lords.

Wei Qing followed Zhong Wu, and when he sat down at the special seat, he wanted to sit next to him, but was pulled into his arms and sat on his lap, and there were discussions all over the place.

"Yo, Zhong Xiaoer is really sympathetic." One of the devils said sarcastically.

Zhong Wu glanced at him, and the other party swallowed all the follow-up words, this kid's eyes are too sharp.

The rest of the people looked at each other and stopped talking quickly, and we will see the outcome later on the court.

The content of the competition is simple and violent, that is, the various schools and factions of the magic way first send their subordinates to compete, and then the bosses compete.

Wei Qing was a little awkward sitting on the young man's lap, and he would look at him from time to time, implying various emotions.

He is not interested in the off-court competitions either, and many of them at this level of cultivation don't like him anymore.

Zhong Wu also noticed the dispirited look in his arms, so he grabbed a handful of walnuts and peeled them for him to eat.

Wei Qing was a little embarrassed at first, but later he couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, so he ate bite by bite. He ate fast, and the other peeled quickly.

Duan Hongzhi sat next to him and was almost blinded by this show of affection.

The following competition will end soon. After all, the Nine Suns Sect was established not long ago. In terms of talents, it is not as good as those sects with deep foundations, and they are slightly inferior.

The next thing is the competition of several big demons. During the intermission, the people of Peach Blossom Valley hastily optimized the competition venue.

This Zhong Wu was about to end, so he asked someone to move a new seat for the man, right next to him.

The previous few matches looked very exciting, but Wei Qing, who was observing secretly, could find that there was a lot of moisture. To put it bluntly, those demon kings were simply comparing blindly and retaining their strength.

The competition was in the form of a challenge competition. After Zhong Wu came on stage, his style of painting changed suddenly. The originally amiable challenger suddenly became brutal, which seemed to be very enjoyable in the eyes of the demon cultivators.

Wei Qing couldn't help getting up from the chair, staring at the field with wide eyes.

The calm young man stood on the stage with his hands behind his back, turning a blind eye to the fierce attack, and only moved slightly when he was about to get close to him, and dodged it very easily.

And this movement was like some kind of war signal, the two figures moved at the same time, too fast to be seen by everyone.

Accompanied by the use of various spells, the lights on the ring flickered, and the effect was extremely gorgeous from the end, it was really a fight between gods.

Wei Qing's heart ached, the one he was fighting was in the middle stage of transformation, but the result of the duel came out before he was worried about how long it took.

The two inseparable figures finally separated and stood at both ends of the ring, one with a gloomy expression and the other with an indifferent expression.

"I lost." Suddenly, the gloomy middle-aged man cupped his fists and said, he automatically got off the ring.

Zhong Wu brushed off the dust from the corner of his clothes, lightly glanced at the several Demon Lords who were looking at each other, and said Shi Shiran, "Is there anyone else who wants to come up?"

Wei Qing stroked his chin, looked at the indifferent appearance of the young man on the stage and had to admit that he was handsome.

Well, it seems that the kid is indeed very powerful, so there is no need for him to worry.

Immediately after, several Demon Lords who had never been up before went up one by one. The competition was extremely exciting, but within a short time, they were terminated by a young man with a calm expression.

After this, many people's faces were extremely ugly. They wanted to give this kid a bad impression, but it turned out that he lost face first.

"Is there anyone else?" Zhong Wu repeated for the last time, his eyes swept over Duan Hongzhi who was looking at him with a half smile, and finally fell on Shen Feng Mozun who had not made a move.

Demon Venerable Shen Feng is different from the others, he doesn't make any alliances, just guards his demon sect to live, but his cultivation base is the highest among all the Demon Venerables.

It is said that Demon Venerable Shen Feng, who is at the peak of Transformation God, is actually suppressing his cultivation, otherwise he would have entered the tribulation period long ago, but no one can tell why he suppressed his cultivation, and this rumor has gradually been ignored.

Now Zhong Wu met the sharp eyes of the man, and secretly sighed that the rumors might be true.

Everyone tensed up and stared at these two people.

The defeated demon masters were also a little uncertain, although they arranged this kid in front of Senior Shen Feng, but they had no way of knowing what the senior thought.

Shen Feng raised his eyelids to look at the juniors on the ring, stood up abruptly, and said from afar: "Boy, I'm here to meet you."

Duan Hongzhi's complexion changed, he got up and wanted to go up, but was stopped by Wei Qing who was sitting on the side.

"Trust him." Wei Qing said.

Duan Hongzhi's eyes were dark, but he sat back after all, with a slightly irritable expression.

The most exciting duel came, Zhong Wu didn't dare to take it too seriously, and directly sacrificed his natal weapon.

Everyone present stared wide-eyed at the Wujin long sword in his hand, this was the first time they saw Nine Suns Demon Venerable using a weapon.

The rest of the big demon kings felt quite ashamed when they saw it. It's okay for them old people to lose in the competition, but they didn't even force their opponents to use their weapons, which shows how embarrassing they are.

The moment Shen Feng saw the long sword, his mind was in a trance for a moment, and when he looked at the opponent again, the color of his eyes changed suddenly, and a serious look appeared on his upright face.

"Please," he said.

Zhong Wu naturally noticed the abnormality of the man at this moment, and he drew a sword flower with the long sword in his hand, and attacked first!

If you could still see the figure in the previous competition, then this one can only feel the wind blowing in front of you.

No matter how wide-eyed everyone was, they still couldn't see anything until the end of the battle, and the arena was a mess.

The young man standing straight back suddenly bowed, bowed deeply, and said seriously: "Thank you, senior, for your mercy."

Shen Feng frowned, feeling that this junior was very upright, not like what those old fellows said, and the sword in his hand...

"Young people are awesome." In the end, the most prestigious senior in the Devil's Dao left such a sentence, and everyone was a little confused.

So who is winning?

But now it doesn't matter who wins or loses, Zhong Wu's goal has been achieved, and no one will dare to despise and provoke him from Jiuyangmen from now on.

The young man who returned to his seat with a chill in his body instantly relaxed and softened when he saw the man who was staring at him, touched the man's head, and hugged him into his arms again.

"Let me go back, you smell of sweat all over your body." Wei Qing just found an excuse and wanted to sit back, but now everyone was looking at them.

Zhong Wu was full of smiles, so he refused to let go of someone who was soft and fragrant, and he was still sniffing at his neck, speaking frivolously: "Oh, since I smell bad, let's hear about Master. , Master is very fragrant."

Duan Hongzhi: Damn it, the dog is being abused!

The rest: Damn, I can't see it!

Everyone: I'm sour!

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