The villain can be teased but cannot be attacked

'Crack--'

Fu Zisu helped Xue Xun up, took a soft pillow and stuffed it behind him, tried the height, and when he felt it was right, he took out a jade-colored vial from his sleeve and put it beside him, and said in a gentle voice, "I will leave for a few days. Heavens, at least three days, as many as seven days. It contains Bodhi Pill, just take one pill a day, your injury has not healed yet, remember not to make mistakes rashly, and these foods, I..."

"That's enough!" Xue Xun interrupted him with a sullen look on his face. He moved his wrist, and the black iron chain on it immediately made a "squeaky" sound, and it took him a while to make a slight and hoarse sound. "Then tell me, what is this?"

Fu Zisu was silent for a moment.

"...Your arm was broken by sword energy, so it will heal faster."

Xue Xun laughed, but then he sat up suddenly, grabbed the man's collar and dragged him forward, their noses almost touching each other.

"Fu Zisu, can you treat me, Xue Xun, as a three-year-old child?! I know my injury better than anyone else, and I don't need you to point it out!" The cold air in those phoenix eyes churned even more Strong, "Where's the key? I'm talking to you, open this thing for me!"

Xu Shi's emotions were too intense, Xue Xun couldn't help but coughed violently again while clutching his chest, his face turned pale, it was shocking to watch.

"Axun..."

"Get out!" Fu Zisu wanted to go up to help him, but was pushed away by Xue Xun. He said in a hoarse voice, "You don't need to pretend to be a good person. What I despise most on weekdays is you immortals. Zuo Qinggao, with a stinking look on his face."

"Xue Xun!" Fu Zisu's voice was a little cold.

"Why, let me hit the mark, can't you become angry from embarrassment?" Xue Xun chuckled, with cynicism in his thin lips, but his voice suddenly cooled down, "The people in the whole fairyland want to kill me Xue Xun There are too many, huh - not bad for you, Fu Zisu."

"You... don't talk nonsense!"

Fu Zisu raised his hand, as if he was about to slap it down, but stopped when he was barely half a foot away.The head-on wind blows away a wisp of black hair slightly hanging on the sides, revealing a pale and bloodless face, Fu Zisu feels blocked in his heart.

"...Kill me." Xue Xun said with a pale smile.

Fu Zisu stared at him for a while, but finally turned around.

After a while, Xue Xun heard him say weakly: "Ah Xun, I'm sorry..."

Xue Xun was taken aback.

That leaving back suddenly seemed to reveal endless loneliness, a trace of distress and even pity.

Would Fu Zisu be worthy of his pity?

Xue Xun couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

How could he have forgotten that Daxia Fu is the chief disciple of the Immortal Master of the Kongtong Immortal Sect, a new generation of leaders in the immortal way, why should he be reduced to the point where he needs a Demon Sect Master who is at the mercy of others?

If Fu Zisu still needed to be pitied, would there be anyone in this world who would love him?

Under the Three Thousand Ways of Heaven, Shiruo is further divided into the Way of Immortals and the Way of Demons.

Immortal Dao Looking at the cultivators all over the world, in the huge world, the four major immortal sects are dominated by factors such as strength and so on, namely Kongdong Immortal Gate, Jianyi Villa, Simple Valley and Huarong Pavilion. The door is the main one, forming a situation of acting together.

On the other hand, the Demonic Way is dominated by the Demonic Cult. After the previous Demonic Cult Master passed away, Xue Xun became the Demonic Cult Master.

Three months ago, in the Battle of Houluya, traitors from the Devil's Cult usurped the throne, resulting in a disastrous defeat for all disciples.Among them, the Lord of the Demon Sect was even more so. Betrayed by his subordinates, let alone a sword piercing his heart, even the corpse fell into the hands of the immortal sect, but it was very pleasing to the hearts of the people, and people couldn't help applauding.

Such devils should have fallen into the eighteenth level of hell long ago, with their souls scattered and unable to be reborn.

As for who this 'corpse' fell into in the end, there must be no need to say much.

Families outside the Immortal Dao don't know it, but those inside the Immortal Gate can see it very clearly.

On that day, they were always pure and noble, and the spotless third senior brother... went crazy.

When the person is gone, the heart dies.

Fu Zisu stood in front of the main gate of the fairy gate, looking at the long white jade steps, he was in a trance like never before.

All the disciples passing by would stop and call him "Third Senior Brother" respectfully, but no one dared to go up and say a few words to him, not even anyone who called him back to his senses.

The guards of the fairy gate all looked at each other, feeling very strange, one of them murmured for a long time, finally took a few steps, but retreated after a long while, which made people look anxious for a while.

"Senior brother, you made it easy for me to find you." Fu Zisu felt a weight on his shoulders and turned around, only to see a fair and handsome young man looking at him with a smile. I stood by the side for quite a while, but the senior brother didn't notice, could it be that there are beauties in my immortal sect that made the senior brother lose his mind?"

After finishing speaking, the fair and clean boy stood on tiptoe, opened his eyes wide and looked inside, even muttering 'Where is that'.

Fu Zisu couldn't help but find it funny, so he collected his thoughts, reached out and tapped the boy's head with his fingers, and said, "It's obvious that you have just come back from the mountain in the direction you came from. If you let the elder brother know, you might say You have a meal."

"No way." Ning Shu pouted her lips, her eyeballs rolled around, "Obviously it was Elder Brother who asked me to go down the mountain."

"Since he is a senior brother, he has his own plans." Fu Zisu said, and walked in.

"Hey, senior brother, I'm not happy when you talk like that," Ning Shu was a little unhappy, and regardless of whether Fu Zisu was listening or not, after catching up with him, he immediately said what he knew, "Actually It's not a big deal, but after cutting the deer cliff, someone discovered the remnants of the Demon Cult at the foot of the mountain, and the elder brother said that he asked me to catch them back. By the way, I also heard from several elders and elder brothers that In a few days, the Demon Slaying Conference will be held..."

"The Demon Slaying Conference?" Fu Zisu stopped in his tracks, his eyes sank slightly, "When did it happen?"

Ning Shu counted with her fingers, "Well, it's only a few days... why did you leave again, brother, wait for me..."

The young boy followed in a hurry, seeing a corner in front of him, he couldn't help but think about it, and he just bumped into it.

As the saying goes, you bump into me and everyone bumps into each other, and the fairy gate is happy to bump into bumps.

"Ouch, my old waist..."

"Hiss—you don't have eyes when you walk..."

The little boy was squatting on the ground covering his head, howling in his mouth, when he was knocked hard again on the head.

"If you're a child, you know how to be reckless, and you're not afraid to go out and bump into a nobleman."

"Uncle Shangwu?" Ning Shu raised his head to look at the person, regardless of whether his head hurts, and posted it with a smile, "My good uncle, you are not staying in your medicine garden, come here to do it." what?"

Reverend Shangwu pawed and pulled twice, but Ning Shu clung to him, and he wouldn't let go no matter what. He had no choice but to let him go like this, "You, you know how to mess around all day long. Senior brother has taught for so many years."

Although he said it in his mouth, the doting in his eyes was real.

Fifteen years ago, the Demon Sect slaughtered the entire city of Jinhan, and all the people in the entire city survived. At that time, only this child hid under the stove, which escaped the catastrophe.Later, when Gu Hong saw that the young man was pitiful, he simply picked it up and put it next to him to raise him. Although the child was born in a pitiful background, he was gifted and intelligent, with a photographic memory and a sweet mouth. Everyone in Xianmen will call "Little Junior Brother" when they see each other.

Naturally, needless to say, the elders in Xianmen were treated as their own children.

Master Shangwu flicked his forehead again with his fingers, and then asked: "Didn't you say you went down the mountain? Why did you come back so soon?"

"It was the senior brother who told me that the third senior brother was coming back today, so I returned to the fairy gate early." Ning Shu said happily.

Master Shangwu was taken aback, "Zi Su?"

"That's right." Ning Shu nodded, and immediately became a little confused, "That's strange, just now I clearly saw the third senior brother walking towards Shenyan Hall, didn't the senior uncle see it when he came?"

Master Shangwu's expression moved slightly, and he immediately reached out and touched Ning Shu's head kindly, "Good boy, my uncle still has some things to do, so I won't accompany you for now."

"Oh." Although Ning Shu was messing around, he was still a smart child who knew how to measure, and immediately let go of his hand, "Master, go slowly."

The Immortal Master of Kongtong Immortal Sect is currently practicing in seclusion, and all affairs in the Immortal Sect are handed over to the three chief disciples of the Immortal Master. Even so, the final decision is still made by the Immortal Sect Three elders.

In Shenyan Hall, bamboo leaf screens sway to reveal the tranquility of summer, and there is a faint fragrance floating in the air, which is as elegant and refreshing as lotus, refreshing and refreshing.

Fu Zisu lifted his robe, and saluted those above.

"Zisu pays homage to the three elders and senior brother."

Sitting under the three elders is Gu Hong, the eldest brother of Xianmen.

This person is gentle and elegant, as elegant as the wind, and he has the appearance of a modest gentleman.What is surprising is that this person is proficient in studying various formations, and can even predict the cause and effect of events. It is said by the immortals that he is the person closest to the heavens.

Seeing this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "I was still talking about you with the elders just now, but I didn't expect you to come just after we finished talking."

"Zi Su made senior brother worry." Fu Zisu said.

"It's really worrying," said the third elder beside him, with sharp brows, "I ask you, where have you been in the past three months? Also, where is the devil's body?"

"Burned."

"Nonsense!" The third elder was furious, "When you cut the deer cliff that day, you clearly..."

It is clear that he has disowned his relatives and is crazy, as if he has the tendency to become a demon.

"Third." The Great Elder sitting above said.

No matter how reluctant the third elder was, he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and didn't ask about it again.

Only the muffled and deep voice of the Great Elder came: "If it burns, the obsession in my heart will dissipate. This time I sent you back to the Immortal Gate to deal with the remnants of the Demon Cult. What to do with the rest?" , Hong'er will explain it to you in detail."

Gu Hong and Fu Zisu took orders one after another.

"The disciple obeys the order."

The author has something to say:

Fu Da: Axun, heal your wounds obediently...

Xue Xun: (crash, indifferent expression) Open it!

Mr. Fu: Good boy, I will take you flying when the time comes

Xue Xun: ...

Feifeifei, fly you big-headed ghost!I don't want to fly with you!

go aside! ! !