After I cheated to die, I met the demon king who tried to die for love

There is a small Qiushui Town on the East Sea, and there is a music workshop in the town called Fengjilou.

There is a building next to the lake in Lefang, and there is a lake in the building. Under the light curtain and gauze, a plain hand stretches out, twists a little fish food and sprinkles it into the clear water. The red carps in the lake are vying for food. The man leans on the railing On the table, wearing a green shirt and a jade crown, smiling slightly.

Behind him, two band girls gathered around a small table and were discussing a popular storybook on the market. The storybook was about the secret story of a big devil that was frightening a few years ago.

In the early years, a genius who was rare in a hundred years came out of the magic cave of Xianwanghai Huishuo Mountain. He was highly valued from the beginning of his cultivation, and when he reached adulthood, he swept away both the good and the evil. He was also very afraid, but at that time his skills were already extremely high, and everyone was helpless. The people in the fairy sect saw that the demon's skill was getting stronger and stronger, and they might not be able to suppress the devil's cave in the future. There is no escape from the catastrophe, so I am worried day and night, every family and sect secretly trains the juniors day and night, recruits more disciples from the outer sect, and adds more guards...

At this moment, news came from the devil's den that the master of the devil had killed his lover. The devil was so infatuated with his lover that he went crazy, and he ordered the killer to kill the master and ancestor, and bloodbathed the devil's den. Almost shoveled Huishuo Mountain to the ground!And because of the huge consumption, he was seriously injured and dragged half to death for three days, but he was exhausted to death.

When the news came that the devil's caves were killing each other, the immortal sect that was worried every day immediately boiled.Those who should burn incense should burn incense, those who should fulfill their vows should fulfill their vows, and those who should thank their ancestors for their blessings should thank their ancestors for their blessings.

When one person dies, the joy of the whole world is boundless.

Immortal Gate immediately rushed up the mountain, subdued the remaining defeated soldiers in the Devil's Nest, suppressed them to Xiaogui Ridge not far away, and set up numerous spell formations to suppress the weak evil spirit remaining in Huishuo Mountain. The most peaceful and happy period in the millennium.

The young disciples of Xianmen no longer worry about encountering too difficult evil spirits when traveling far away, and the female disciple with the weakest skill dares to travel north and south alone, and the common people have been safe for several years.

Everything is at its best.

In the past, the Devil's Nest was a frightening place, and the people were silent. After his destruction, people gradually began to talk about that place.

In recent years, this trend has become even worse. There is even a book of the devil's story on the market, and the content of the book is becoming more and more curious. The two girls from the band chatted together and discussed one of them - Wangyue Cave Confidential.

A woman closed the scroll and covered her heart with a handkerchief, "I didn't expect this devil to be such an affectionate person. I was so panicked after reading this book. I really admire my sister for not responding."

The other woman licked melon seeds, spat out the residue with a bah, and said deeply: "I have seen it before, and I cried to waste three handkerchiefs in one night."

The woman said earlier: "This book completely writes about the sweetness of the love between him and his lover. In the end, the lover died in his arms. Although the devil died with more than enough guilt, people can't help but feel pity for him. "

The woman eating melon seeds said: "This book not only writes the deep love and sweetness well, but also is fragrant and colorful, and it's all written..."

The words were interrupted suddenly, the young man in green shirt who was leaning on the railing to feed the goldfish suddenly turned his head, smiled slightly and said, "Sister Hongqiao, sister Xiaoyu, can you lend me that story book."

This young man looks like an honorable son. He has close contacts with the boss, is quite talented, and has a wide range of knowledge. This young man planned and designed their meeting Jilou. The cloth is quite superb and exquisite, but it's just a little eye-catching in this small town within three or four miles.

But Hongqiao and the others knew that he was by no means a mortal, they could tell just by looking at the clothes that could only be worn by a certain fairy sect nearby, but they didn't dare to ask because the boss had reprimanded him.Fortunately, this son is an excellent person, and he has been acquainted with them for a long time.

Although it was common, Xiao Yu still blushed and handed the book over.

The boy flicked his white and long fingers lightly, and opened a certain page of the story book at will.

It was written in the script: "This devil has never been defeated, only between the legs of his lover."

The young master was startled, and closed the script with a "shua".

The two of Hongqiao are veterans in the world, and they didn't think there was anything in this book. Seeing the young master's reaction, they suddenly felt that they were presumptuous.

Xiao Yu was younger, and interjected awkwardly, "This book is full of vulgar language in the market, it's just a gimmick... The melon peddler said that the devil's lover is some kind of lampkeeper from that devil's lair. It is said that Lao Shizi, the lamp keeper, needs to be a boy who has no desires and desires..."

Hongqiao also interrupted awkwardly: "Yes, there are rumors of everything, and some people say that the lover is a man. They are all mixed up foul language, not worth watching, hehehe..."

Hongqiao recalled the identity of the young master, and tentatively said: "Perhaps the young master has heard about this devil and his lover."

The young master put down the speech book slowly, and said indifferently: "No."

At this time, outside the pavilion, a woman shouted: "Young Master Yu, your family is looking for you."

As soon as the words were finished, two young men in green shirts walked in quickly. The leader was calm and anxious, but he did not dare to forget the etiquette when he saw him, and he cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother Xinglin, Master invites you Go back quickly."

The young man and the singers even smiled at Yan Yan, but they only nodded slightly to him, and put down a clear and indifferent expression, neither enthusiastic nor indifferent, and asked: "Why do you want to find me?"

The young man in blue shirt who was the leader, although still respectful, could not help but reveal a trace of anxiety in his tone, "Senior Brother Xing Lin, please move first, let me walk slowly on the road."

That young master——Yu Xinglin was slightly surprised, and took a look at his junior brother. His junior Xun Weishu Xun was famous for being calm and self-cultivated in the Dongshan School, but it was rare to see him anxious.

Yu Xinglin weighed in his heart, walked down the steps and walked to the street.

Xun Weishu and the following White Chan Palace spontaneously stood on both sides and followed behind.

At dusk, the town is near the water, and the streets are full of stalls selling cakes, fried fish, lotus root, and trinkets mixed with pearl shells. During the sale, the red wheel is about to fall, and the autumn water is sparkling.

The three of them walked forward, Xing Lin was not slow, but he was born with a casual and leisurely pace.

If a master pays close attention, he will know that among the three, Yu Xinglin's footsteps are the most frivolous, and his internal energy foundation is the weakest.But he walked ahead calmly, and calmly accepted the calls of the latter two masters as his senior brother. He was three points more arrogant than Xun Weishu, who had the highest cultivation level in his sect, and more leisurely than Bai Changong, who was the laziest but still ranked among the best in his sect. .

Five years later, the attitude of the White Toad Palace behind him is still secretive towards him.

Is it just because he is Master's own son...

Bai Changong quietly looked at Xun Weishu who bowed his head and raised his eyebrows beside him, but senior brother Xun is also a master...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, he just heard Senior Brother Xun whisper to Senior Brother Xing Lin, "Half an hour ago, Master was studying the ninth level of mind in retreat, and suddenly heard three explosions in the quiet room."

"Oh?" Xun Weishu's first words made Xing Lin turn around.

He frowned lightly, and needed to think a bit, "Is... Has someone issued a fairy gate order?"

It turns out that the monsters in the devil's cave are rampant in the mainland, and hundreds of families of the immortal sect are watching and helping each other, so they have to make an order to prevent a certain family from being suddenly attacked by the devil. Mentors came to help. Since the destruction of the Devil's Nest, the big sects of the famous sects don't need to send out any more. If the small sects encounter some disputes or small fights, they are too embarrassed to post. Xing Lin recalled it carefully, and it seems that it has been five years. In the past year, I have never heard that there is an order from the fairy gate.

Come to think of it, which weak little sect encountered something really difficult.

The wind from the lake blew a strand of hair on the side of Xinglin's forehead, he paused, turned his head and asked, "Which family issued the order?"

Xun Weishu also turned around and looked at him, with sparkling light between them.

He said a little seriously: "Yufang Palace, thousands of heroes and hundreds of orders."

Xing Lin didn't seem to hear clearly, he was taken aback for a moment, and blurted out, "What?"

Xun Weishu was very quiet. He had expected the reaction of everyone and said, "Thousands of heroes and hundreds of orders."

Yufang Palace has the most disciples among the Immortal Sect, the head of the sect has the highest level of cultivation, and the number of disciples who have harvested thousands of heroes every year is at the top of the list. It guards the outside of the imperial capital and is the largest sect in the entire Immortal Sect with the mission of protecting the world.

He actually... issued an order for help like in the era when demons were rampant?

Xing Lin slightly raised one eyebrow, "Oh? What's written on the order of Qianying Baijiang?"

"Beyond the Yufang Palace, the mountain monsters and little ghosts will become a sea, which may endanger the imperial capital. The disciples under the sect are not supported. Please help me from the Dongshan Sect."

Xing Lin let out an "oh", but smiled: "I don't think I'm in a hurry."

For Yufang Palace, the word "mountain demon and little ghost" is not worth mentioning. Xing Lin thought, maybe the difficulty lies in the word "Chenghai", because if you cut too much wheat, you will get back pain.

He was still a little puzzled: "The real Guimeng of Yufang Palace has a very high level of cultivation, one person is worth ten thousand people, why did the disciples ask for help?"

That Xun Weishu also seemed to have expected his question, and replied with a slight wry smile: "Because an hour ago, Zhenjiumen even issued a wave-cutting scarf."

The chopping scarf is the immortal order of Zhenjiumen in the southeast land. After Zhenjiumen was wiped out of the Devil's Nest, they voluntarily moved to the edge of Xianwanghai Huishuo Mountain where the Devil's Nest is located, and suppressed the remnants of the Devil's Nest for generations.

And now it calls for help.

He went on to say: "We have received the wave-cutting towel, and the head of Yufang Palace has also received it. The Zhenjiu Sect wants the twelve heads who set up the formation for the Devil's Nest to 'come quickly and support!'"

The hands in Xing Lin's sleeves were clenched suddenly, and blue and white tendons appeared on the back of his delicate hands. He heard his own voice unsteady: "... Is the formation of the devil's lair... broken?"

Xun Weishu shook his head: "Master did not perceive that the formation was broken."

Xing Lin's brain was congested with blood, and now that the blood has subsided, he just felt the feeling of paralysis in his brain.

Xun Weishu said: "The Zhanlang Towel didn't mention it in detail. The master is going to leave immediately. Presumably the head of Yufang Palace has already left, but the problems outside the palace have made the remaining congregants exhausted. Therefore, The order of thousands of heroes and hundreds of Jiang was issued, please send elite disciples to support."

Xing Lin: "Um..."

Xun Weishu glanced at him, "Brother..."

Xing Lin: "Huh? What's wrong."

Xun Weishu pointed at his feet, "...the boat is berthed."

Their sect is located in the depths of the world of mortals, next to the troubled fishing village, in order not to show too much trace, they don't use their swords.They got on the boat from the town, and said as they went, the boat had stopped for a while now.Xing Lin standing in front of the boat didn't notice it.

He seemed to be wandering in the sky just now, he stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and quietly put away the complicated look of stupefaction. Under Xun Weishu's gaze, he caressed the precious jade pendant on his body, flicked his skirt, and lifted his face. Lower jaw, leisurely lifted up and landed.

In the secular world of mortals, he is a young master who roams around the world, leaving the secular world, and landed on Zhenxia Island of the Dongshan School. He is the chief disciple of the sect, the eldest son of the sect master, and the grandson of the previous sect master. But cultivation is...

Bai Changong followed behind the two, and he couldn't help but glance down to see the footsteps of the two, one false and one real.

The Hundred Families of Immortal Sect hold a competition for cultivation every three years. Only young disciples from each family are allowed to participate in the competition. They will share their pros and cons, present a list, and note the master of the sect. The recent competitions have been held in Yufang Palace, so these few The list is called the list of thousands of heroes and hundreds of crimson.

Outstanding rookies from all famous masters will be on the list, and Yufang Palace, the most powerful, is the top disciple of the direct line.The only son and eldest disciple of the head of Ziji Temple in the southwest occupies the second place all the year round.Standing on the cliff overlooking the sea, the eldest son and eldest disciple of the Zhenjiu sect, who claims to be "the right way in the world, hates evil like hatred", occupies the third place.Counting down is the Dongshan School, the leader Yu Shangqing's cultivation level is so high that people say that the tiger father has no dogs, but the fourth is his disciple who is the last and the latest to start, Xun Weishu.Before Xun Weishu joined the ranks, the entire Dongshan faction had no one on the list who could fight.

As for Master Yu's biological son and chief disciple, he seemed to be ranked... 99th when he took the exam for the first time?

Qianying Baijiang recorded a total of the top [-].

Yufang Palace, Zijiguan, Zhenjiumen, and Dongshan School, these four families have always come from the leaders of Xuxianmen, and their teachers are all masters in the world, but when it comes to the second generation... they don't know, they are ashamed look...

In particular, Yu Shangqing has an extremely strong temper. He was born in an ordinary family, his ancestors had no celestial ties, and he joined the Taoist sect because he was poor and had no food to eat. Personality, rare hard work, has struggled to such a position.

Looking at the big disciples of the other three families, it is said that the head of Yu was put down on the spot.

It wasn't until Xun Weishu narrated the results that Master Yu's expression eased.

Xun Weishu ranked fourth, becoming an outlier among the parents and children of the heads or first disciples on the list.

Bai Changong smacked his lips in recollection, it seems that at some point, something went wrong, the relationship between Senior Brother Xinglin and Master became subtle, and the relationship with Senior Brother Xun was also subtle—of course it has been like this since Senior Brother Xun came, Even the relationship with himself has become subtle, and even the entire Dongshan faction is a little subtle.

However, in such subtlety, he can still tenaciously maintain the attitude of being romantic and lazy, poetic and picturesque, singing softly, building gardens and landscapes, watching lanterns and listening to fish, and enjoying the flowers and the moon to pass the time.

Such a waste of firewood and yet so magnanimous.

Bai Changong touched his chin and sighed sincerely: "Senior brother is also a good man."

When the three came to the main hall, dozens of senior brothers had already been waiting inside. When they saw the three coming, they immediately greeted them one by one—of course, they greeted the most honored Senior Brother Xing Lin first.

After the greetings were over, the master Yu Shangqing on the seat slowly put down a yellow triangular silk scarf in his hand.

He looked around the hall, which was immediately silent, and said: "I think everyone has heard about what happened just now, and it is indeed a rare event in recent years to receive orders from two immortal sects in a row. The nine gates of Zhenjiu, the top three of the immortal gate..."

He twirled his fingers lightly in his sleeves, he wasn't too worried about Yufang Palace, but Zhenjiumen...

He looked at Xing Lin in the first row. The man stood on the side with a quiet attitude, but his head was half down, his eyes were covered by the thick fog, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yu Shangqing stroked his temples lightly, "Xinglin, Weishu, Toad Palace, Xiaojiu... The 12 of you immediately set off for the Yufang Palace outside the imperial capital to eliminate demons. The old rules are to sail on Xizhao Lake, and it will be [-] miles away from Xizhao Lake." But Yujian. Town Jiumen... I will go by myself."

Xun Weishu cupped his hands and said, "The 12 of us will prepare immediately, but... the disciples think that sailing in Xizhao Lake and out of Xizhao Lake is also good. What happened to Yufang Palace is not just our Dongshan faction's family in a hurry."

Yu Shangqing frowned, and before he had time to react, he looked at Xun Weishu to the southwest and gave him a look.

Yu Shangqing immediately understood his thoughts, still frowning, holding back some old sullenness and impatience, and said, "Whatever, it's up to you."

Just listening, a weak voice came, the Qiongzhi Yushu in the front row, the personable Xing Lin, who was dressed in green and jade, raised his hand, put it down without embarrassment, and touched his nose, "That... I will Let's not go."

He smiled, "I'm fine at home looking after the house..."

The first disciple of the sect master and his own son, no pressure, no responsibility There was the sound of teeth grinding lightly, Yu Shangqing endured and endured, raised his hand heavily, and waved forward, the gesture seemed to say "OK", "whatever" and "get out".

Xinglin got the order, bowed respectfully to the end, met dozens of "surprised", "admired", "helpless", "contemptuous" and "regrettable" eyes in the hall, and then floated out the door, walking along the path of flowers and willows. I went to enjoy the autumn water by the lake.

After being stunned in the hall, how to arrange how to arrange, how to be busy and how to be busy, these are not things that Xing Lin worries about.

The sun was setting, the twilight was falling, and the lake was slapping on the shore. He walked on a small boat, rowed the sculls for a while, then let go of the sculls, lay back at will, raised his feet, and looked at the sky leisurely. empty.

When he was young, he often sneaked into the small boat by himself in a daze. His father and mother quarreled fiercely, and he couldn't avoid it. Only the lake water was the cleanest. The lake water was like the amniotic fluid of a mother's womb, which sinks and floats, gentle and safe. ,love him.

After lying down for an unknown amount of time, he got up, rolled his oars, and headed towards the Blessing Mountain not far away.

When I was young and ignorant, I heard people say that there is a thousand-year-old tree here. Villagers from all over the world often come here to lock a small lock, with a red note on it, writing their wishes, what to get rid of disasters and diseases, There are so many people seeking marriage, heirs, and fame that a whole tree is covered, and when viewed from a distance, it looks like a cluster of fire.

The villagers said that this tree is very spiritual.

Xiao Xinglin also secretly locked his little red strip on the lowest branch.

It has his little secret written on it.

When I grow up, I want to find a favorite female Taoist partner, treat her well, treat her well every day, treat her very well, never scold her, never quarrel,

When he was young, he lay down on a cool big rock and wrote very seriously. After finishing writing, he hung up carefully, and placed many, many hopes on the big tree, hoping that it would bless him.

He squatted under the tree and rummaged for a while, and easily found his small lock, probably because he came here often to look it up, so he remembered clearly where the lock was.

He took off the lock, and occasionally there were two seven or eight-year-old yellow-mouthed children beside him. Seeing that everyone else was hanging up, he was the only one who untied it.

Then he asked, "Everyone hangs wishing locks on this tree, why do you pick them off?"

Xing Lin walked straight to the edge of the lake. The sparkling water of the lake was like ten thousand fish turning their backs, floating like gold.He smiled brightly, raised his hand and threw the lock into the water, and there was an indistinct sound of falling into the water in the distance.

He laughed and said, "This tree is not working."

While it was still early, he rushed to buy the best Yinxia wine in Qiushui Town, one jar was not enough, so he bought two jars, poured with his right hand upside down, and held one jar with his left hand.Stumbled and drank all the way from the east of the town to the west of the town, entered the Fengji Tower, just in time for Xiaoyu to sing a new song, and served a new wine, a new song with a glass of wine, one of them mumbled and drank until he fell unconscious.

When he became conscious, he felt a splitting headache, and he couldn't help but touch his forehead, and the dizziness made him not know where he was.

He fumbled for the brocade quilt under his body, why is it so hard today?

Oh, I drank wine last night, could it be that I was still singing at Feng Ji?No, could it be that no one saw me off and I slept on the street?

He raised and scratched his hand, making a wooden knocking sound.

He struggled to open his eyes, the midday light made him uncomfortable.More than a dozen heads are gathered on top of his head, but don't worry, he's not a villager, don't worry about embarrassment, isn't a villain, don't worry about his safety.These dozen or so big heads that are not round and not full of hair are his relatives and juniors.

Xinglin: "..."

The brothers and sisters shouted in unison sweetly: "Brother, are you awake?"

This is a fierce boat sailing smoothly to the imperial capital.

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