Mozun and his Master Shizun

In Yan Xiao's eyes, he could clearly see the rapid changes of shock, joy, doubt, embarrassment, and anger on Xu Shumo's face, and just before Yan Xiao wanted to speak to him again, that face changed again. He returned to the indifferent look he was most familiar with on weekdays.

A cold light flashed faintly in the corner of his eyes. Fortunately, Yan Xiao had been mentally prepared, and quickly grasped Xu Shumo's meridians, and the spiritual pressure of the peak of crossing the catastrophe surged along the opponent's meridians.

"Master, don't make trouble, let's talk for a while."

Another line of blood fell on Xu Shumo's lips, and Yan Xiao took back the "Zhaoying" that had just been unsheathed an inch away.He knew that his original cultivation was not as good as this Mozun's apprentice, let alone when he was seriously injured.The other party's devilish energy wandered through Xu Shumo's meridians, and every breath was like thousands of sharp knives cutting and sharpening the meridians—together with his current state of mind, there was a bone-piercing pain inside and out.

However, he didn't want to back down, and he couldn't back down, so he still put on his usual high and cold appearance, pursed his lips, and when he was about to speak, Yan Xiao's outstretched index finger pointed at his lips, and the original words were helpless. swallowed.

"Master, I am terrified every time you make such an expression." Yan Xiao's voice was full of self-mockery, and the smile on his face was stiff no matter how you looked, "It's hard for you to speak now, if you If you want to say something like 'deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors', 'the traitor is shameless', then I will say it for you."

It's not that Xu Shumo can't feel his loss and sadness at this time, but whenever he meets Yan Xiao, he will have an inexplicable sense of conceit, as if he must use some form to overwhelm him, so that he can feel at ease and relax Come down, despite what a thing called reason tells him, he'll regret it later if he does it.

But he still opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Since you know, why do you need to ask again? The relationship between me and you has already been broken, and there is nothing more to say."

"Really?" Yan Xiao looked at him like this and heard him say such words. Although he had expected it in his heart, the sore pain still spread from his chest to his mind.He leaned down and whispered in Xu Shumo's ear:

"If I hadn't heard what you said before, I might have been deceived by you. Master, when will you be honest when facing me?"

His warm breath brushed against Xu Shumo's ears, and almost in a blink of an eye, the heat burned from behind Xu Shumo's ears to his cheeks.It's not that Xu Shumo couldn't imagine his current appearance, but if he thought about bowing his head in front of his disciples or the Demon Lord, he couldn't accept it from the bottom of his heart, so he simply didn't think about it, just turned his head and looked at his head. A fringe on the side.

Seeing him like this, Yan Xiao gave another low laugh, then stretched out his hand to hold Xu Shumo's wrist tightly, and pulled his hands up to the top of his head.

"You let go—" Xu Shumo turned his head abruptly, and when he met Yan Xiao's eyes, he was startled by the blood in those eyes.

"If you don't like me calling you Master, I'll call you Xu Shumo." Yan Xiao lowered her head, her chin just resting on Xu Shumo's left shoulder, her soft hair brushed the side of Xu Shumo's neck, and the latter involuntarily slapped He trembled, but he couldn't say anything when it came to his lips.

"Master, look at me," Yan Xiao's voice gradually became indistinct, "I'm not Mu Juanshu, I'm Yan Xiao."

"You—" Before Xu Shumo had time to distinguish the meaning of his words, he was immediately startled by the coolness on his chest and waist, and his eyes widened. Yan Xiao seemed to have sensed it, and raised his head to look around Eyes met, the sneering lips were clearly holding the tie on his front.

"Get out—" Endless humiliation flooded Xu Shumo's heart like a tide, her teeth were bitten so loudly, and the blood line at the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.Enduring the excruciating pain, he wanted to break free from Yan Xiao's grip.

He succeeded.

Xu Shumo stretched out his hand to cover the skirt of his shirt, and quickly moved back, his back pressed against the wall, the cold feeling somewhat calmed him down.

Then, a mouthful of blood stained his plain white clothes red.

Yan Xiao didn't move at all, and after a long while, he stretched out his hand to gently hold Xu Shumo's lapel and said, "Who did it?"

His deep voice turned out to be a little soft and aggrieved, but Xu Shumo had no time to think about why Yan Xiao was going crazy again. He had done too much damage to his meridian cultivation just now, so he had to recuperate quickly.

Xu Shumo poured out a elixir from the white jade bottle, put it in his hand and was about to swallow it, when Yan Xiao held his wrist tightly.

"Answer me first, Master," Yan Xiao's eyes were still frighteningly red, "Who did those wounds on your body...?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Xu Shumo didn't want to talk to him, but Yan Xiao didn't flinch at all because of his attitude.On the contrary, the one thing Yan Xiao regrets the most is that he didn't chase him out at that time.

"Tell me." Yan Xiao's voice changed, "What's going on, Master, I beg you."

"I'm not your master," Xu Shumo was still very calm, "I'm not so capable as to be the master of the Nine Heavenly Demon Lord."

"I'm not!" Yan Xiao growled and calmed down almost instantly, "Master, listen to my explanation, I'm not Mu Juanshu."

"You're not Mu Juanshu," Xu Shumo himself didn't realize how harsh his tone was, and even tinged with anticipation and anxiety, "Then how do you explain your cultivation? Yi Shui's Elegy ? And what you said at the time—”

Yan Xiao reached out and held Xu Shumo's hand tightly.

"Seize the house."

Before Xu Shumo could speak, he froze there.

Yan Xiao chuckled and said, "It sounds unbelievable, but it's true... I'm Yan Xiao, not Mu Juanshu."

Xu Shumo was stunned for a moment before he said, "Then who were you before?"

Yan Xiao thought about his previous work, and said uncertainly, "Dude?"

There seems to be nothing wrong, I am a salesman.

But to Xu Shumo's ears, nothing was right.

He sneered and wanted to shake off Yan Xiao's hand, but the latter grabbed him even tighter, "Mu Juanshu's cultivation is at the pinnacle of crossing the catastrophe, worthy of the name No. he?"

"It's not what I thought." Yan Xiao was also a little unhappy, "I don't know what happened, but I suddenly ran to Mu Juanshu...I'm telling the truth!"

Xu Shumo was so angry that his liver hurt and he didn't want to talk to him.

"Master, no matter how much you don't believe it, think about it carefully. If I were really Mu Juanshu, wouldn't I be making waves in the cultivation world long ago? How could I still be like this..." Yan Xiaoyue said more and more aggrieved, "Mr. There are thousands of ways to destroy the cultivation world here."

"You dare!" Xu Shumo glared at him.

Yan Xiao stopped talking, just looked at him with eyes like a puppy.

Although Yan Xiao's words were confusing and not convincing, in Xu Shumo's ears, they strangely coincided with the thoughts he had had countless times before.

Since Mu Juanshu was lurking in the Arctic Palace early in the morning, hiding by his side, why has there been no movement in the demon world, and even Yan Xiao's behavior has been clearly directed towards the cultivation world...

Xu Shumo hoped in his heart that what he said was true, and perhaps there was a little thought in it that he himself didn't want to admit.

"Mu Juanshu has always been scheming, who knows if he has any plans." Xu Shumo said so, but his tone and demeanor subconsciously softened a lot.

"If I were really Mu Juanshu, if nothing else, I would never swear such a poisonous oath, and I would never hand over the inheritance of Qu Ning and Vientiane to others." Yan Xiao hurriedly found himself out of the storage space. Xu Shumo stuffed the scabbard of Wanxiang Guiyi obtained at the auction before, "I also got this last point for you. Now you should be able to get the complete inheritance of Qu Ning."

Seeing him like this, Xu Shumo couldn't help but trust him a little more.Thinking of Yan Xiao's categorical swearing in the abyss of bones at that time, the aggrieved and childish voice at that time still rings in my ears.

"If you violate it, you will fall into the underworld and be burned by the karmic fire of the Nine Lotuses."

When Xu Shumo thought of this, he didn't continue to entangle, not to mention that the reunification of all phenomena was of great importance, and he had to get it no matter what. After a sound of "um", he took it from Yan Xiao's hand, inspected it briefly, and put it away carefully.

"It was Master who asked me again just now." Seeing that the current situation is very good, Yan Xiao tangled up the topic just now, "Master didn't tell me, how did you get those wounds on your body?"

When he was in the Demon Realm, Xu Shumo was obviously not injured, why did he meet this time...

Although there was only a small part of the body exposed in the clothes just now, the shocking wounds of more than a dozen meandering wounds made Yan Xiao feel endless fear and anger in his heart.

That's right, anger.

This seat was almost stabbed to death and was not willing to hurt someone, how could...

Yan Xiao had already prepared the idea of ​​cutting people into pieces when he asked Xu Shumo, but he heard the indifferent voice of his master:

"It's me."

"Wow... I can't believe it!"

Yan Xiao felt that his sanity was completely lost following Xu Shumo's words, he stared wide-eyed for a long time before saying: "Master, why...why?"

"I failed to recruit disciples strictly, so naturally I have to apologize to the ancestors of the Arctic Palace." Xu Shumo's tone was light, as if what he was talking about was just a trivial matter that should be taken for granted.

Yan Xiao was stunned.

Xu Shumo, what a wolf.

According to his logic, because Yan Xiao is Mu Juanshu, Xu Shumo made himself into this ghost for self-punishment because of being his master...

Shocked, what a ruthless man.

Although Xu Shumo has long been taught how his relatives do not recognize him when he talks about principles, this incident in front of him is still a bit scary.It's just that Yan Xiao didn't have the courage to tell Xu Shumo's fault in person, so he could only test out:

"Then since the identity of the disciple is clear, there is absolutely no need for the master to suffer so much. Why don't the disciples help the master heal?"

Xu Shumo thought for a while and nodded.