Master Shizun wants to force marriage?

Yan Tong took a deep breath and looked at Burning Gu again, and said calmly: "Is this the surprise you prepared for this deity?"

Burning Gu was not frightened by his anger at all, and said with a smile: "Honorable Lord, Baixun has followed me for more than 150 years, and he was not prepared to help you reach the top of the Demon Realm. He was created by my whole life."

Yan Tong was extremely angry, and immediately moved the red general to stab the burning Gu. This sword used [-]% of its power, and pierced directly through the shoulder of the burning Gu: "Surging Gu, I order you, immediately release the restraint on him .”

Burning Gu let out a muffled snort, but even endured the severe pain and did not fall down, even with a faint smile on his face: "My lord, it's useless to untie it. He has long forgotten about the matter of the blue dome." , is no longer the Elder Baixun of the Changfeng Sect."

As if he couldn't stand the pain where the red general pierced his bones, he paused, bowed his body and took a few breaths: "He is just a puppet obeying my orders, even the soul... is incomplete. "

Yan Tong felt great grief in his heart, his face was full of hostility, and every word carried the evil spirit that would tear people apart: "Untie."

Burning Gu seemed to sigh lightly, lowered his head slightly, took out a elixir from his sleeve, and fed it into Baixun's mouth with difficulty.

Bai Xun's eyes slowly regained brilliance, and finally turned back to the gentle and delicate little uncle Yan Tong was familiar with.

But his little uncle didn't even look at him, turned around and looked at Burning Gu as soon as he recovered, saw a bloody sword stuck on his shoulder, slightly widened his eyes and stretched out his hand to support Burning Gu's crumbling body.

Burning Gu lowered his head and didn't respond.

Baixun lowered his head and called the burning Gu twice, seeing that he still didn't answer, he turned his head to look at Yan Tong who was sitting on the main seat.

He seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but before Yan Tong could expect anything, he nodded his head and said politely, "My lord is safe."

Yan Tong opened his mouth slightly and couldn't say anything.

Baixun had already started sending spiritual power to Burning Gu to heal his injuries in front of him.

Yan Tong looked at the two of them silently for a while, recalled the red general, and said to Burning Gu wearily: "Go away."

Burning Gu's eyes dimmed for a moment, but they brightened again after a short while. He glanced at Yan Tong, and he didn't forget to perform a comprehensive gift before Ren Baixun helped him go out.

Yan Tong stared blankly at Zhuo Gu's back, closed his eyes as the palace door closed, and waved to Gu She again.

Gu She took the order and left without saying a word.

"Brother Tong, you don't like Burning Gu, and that Chi General won't like him anymore, don't frown, okay?"

Yan Tong heard the sound and opened his eyes to look at his feet.

Chi Jiang didn't know when he turned into a child again and squatted at his feet, looking at himself with distressed eyes.

Yan Tong reached out and rubbed the top of Chijiang's head indiscriminately, but said nothing.

"My lord." Gu She went back and forth, stood awkwardly outside the door, hesitated for a while before opening his mouth.

Yan Tong was obviously still thinking about Baixun, so he hummed to signal him to come in and talk.

Gu She entered the palace: "My lord, that fairy on the blue dome has woken up."

Yan Tong's fingertips trembled imperceptibly, he pursed his lips tightly, and hummed again.

Gu She felt more and more difficult to get along with her lord.

Or just give you a look to experience it yourself, or don't hesitate to say it like gold.Recently, he has always been moody, yesterday he put Xianjun on the stand of guilt, and today he seriously injured the burning Gu.

Gu She felt that although he was a demon.

But it's just a demon who heals the sick and saves the wounded.

Guessing that the lord has such a delicate mind, he really can't do it.

Gu She was secretly pitying himself who was getting older and more sinful, when he raised his eyes, he saw that the hard-to-serve lord had already got up and walked towards the side hall.

He finally let out a sigh of constriction in his chest, and followed.

Yan Tong pushed open the door of the side hall, and saw that the man had changed into a moon white brocade robe, his hair was tied up, and he was sitting at the table with his head down, looking at something.

He intentionally walked a little harder, making some noise under his feet.

Ji Heng looked back at him.

Yan Tong looked at him coldly.

Ji Heng held the thing in his hand: "You are here."

Yan Tong stared at him without saying a word, but took a few steps forward and stood opposite Ji Heng.

The previous few meetings were either in the land of cold darkness or Ji Heng was in a coma, and now it is the first time in a hundred years that Yan Tong has seriously looked at this person's eyebrows and eyes.

It was deserted a hundred years ago, but now it can be regarded as cold and ruthless.

The raised Danfeng eyes are always somewhat mean and cold.

The thin lips are slightly pursed, and the eyes are also pale.

The cold spring at the foot of Yiwang Snow Mountain has turned into an iceberg after a hundred years.

What kind of blindness did you have to be back then to find this person gentle and approachable?

Yan Tong looked at him for a while, then cut to the chase: "Why are there two incompatible spiritual currents in your body?"

"It's nothing, it's just a way to practice faster." Ji Heng lowered his eyes and said lightly.

Yan Tong sneered: "40 years ago, you were already the number one immortal in the cultivation world. Now, you tell me that you are practicing this crooked way to improve your cultivation base. Do you think I will believe it?"

Ji Heng looked at him, and clumsily raised the corner of his mouth: "The way is endless, why can't I go further?"

Yan Tong chuckled twice indifferently, and suddenly looked down at his clenched right hand.

A section of blue embroidered pouch was exposed from Ji Heng's palm.

This time Yan Tong was sincere, and laughed mockingly twice. The laughter didn't stop, his face suddenly turned cold, and he cast a spell to snatch the embroidered pouch from Ji Heng's hand.

The embroidered pouch is exactly the one that Yan Tong put beside Ji Heng's pillow before.

Ji Heng was startled, and hurriedly reached out to grab it.

But before he touched it, the embroidered pouch was shattered into powder in mid-air.

The powder was sprinkled all over the ground in an instant with finely crushed jade pieces.

Ji Heng seemed to have his soul extracted suddenly, and stared blankly at the void in front of him, as if he hadn't realized what happened.

Yan Tong also looked at him, his fingertips trembling slightly.

After only a moment, Ji Heng suddenly went crazy and knelt down to hold and grab the residue on the ground with both hands.

But I couldn't catch it anymore.

He tightly held the jade residue in his hand, trembling uncontrollably, and only after a while did he look up at Yan Tong, his eyes flushed.

Yan Tong suspected something was wrong with his eyes.

How else could he see the panic and despair in Ji Heng's eyes, and the trembling of his lips?

But before he figured out whether there was something wrong with his eyes, he heard Ji Heng say again in a depressed and desperate way: "Tongtong, do you want my life?"

The author has something to say: Zhuo Gu is a person whose brain circuits are quite clear, and there will be more explanations about his identity and the relationship with Baixun Junior Martial-Uncle later. (They are not cp.)