The whole world thought I was dead!

The clerk seemed to see that he had no money, so he gave Ren Changkong a grinning smile, "Since you don't have any money, stay here and do the dishes." Then he signaled the thugs behind him to move forward.

Ren Changkong was quick to gain wit, caught sight of the familiar blue and white school uniform out of the corner of his eye, and quickly shouted to shock them, then quickly ran to the side of the cruel boy: "I am their friend."

The guy looked at them suspiciously, still a little bit in disbelief, coupled with a group of little angels who were not cute at all staring at him coolly, he really had no choice but to resort to a trick.

Ren Changkong turned his head to look at the ruthless young man, stood up straight, flicked his robe sleeves, and put on a haughty air: "Although I don't know why Taoist Xuanwei passed away, I can figure out his reincarnation."

Looking at the cold boy with wide-eyed eyes in surprise, Ren Changkong was secretly proud. According to the following script, the boy must think that he is an outsider, and respectfully invite him back to Shang Qingzong.

Haha, what a genius he is.

But Ren Changkong never expected that the cruel boy would draw his sword at him, and he fell into a big mess. Looking at the sword across his neck, Ren Changkong was stunned.

But the young man seemed to be even more angry than him, his eyes were red: "You are not worthy of being called Taoist Xuanwei, if you say another word of nonsense, I will kill you."

Feeling the cold whizzing sensation on his neck, Ren Changkong had no doubt that he was telling the truth.But, big brother, why can't he talk about himself? ! !

Really, since he woke up he found that the whole world has gone crazy!

Seeing that they were about to leave, and he was about to be caught by the staff to wash the dishes, Ren Changkong became cruel, closed his eyes and shouted: "I know where Xuanwei's other sword is."

Damn, in order to get rid of the bad luck of washing dishes, he actually revealed the sword that was full of black history.

These words were really useful, the cruel boy and the others finally stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

Ren Changkong smiled bitterly: "Only I know his other saber, how about it, will you help me pay for my meal?"

Although it is the sword of the black history, but... the "Tiandao" sword, he is sorry for you, he actually sold you, and only sold you for a meal, woo, poor "Tiandao."

Ren Changkong endured the pain in his heart, watching Shang Qingzong's young Miao Miao pay for the meal, he was still so heartbroken that he couldn't help himself, he was losing money, he would have known better if he had exchanged the news for some money.

Up to now, the impoverished him followed the cruel boy trying to get close, but he was also pushed away with disgust.

Ren Changkong couldn't help but think of his good apprentice again, if Huai Jun was still here, he would have taken him to sit in the flying phoenix long ago, and thoughtfully prepared juice, snacks, and picture books.

Hey, speaking of it, it has been 3000 years since he read the "Miscellaneous Notes of Immortals" before going to sleep, it must have been updated a lot, maybe it's all over.

Thinking of this, Ren Changkong finally felt better.

All the way to the secluded place where no one was around, the seedlings took off their swords one after another, preparing to fly with the sword, the cruel boy frowned and kept looking at him.

Ren Changkong's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "I'm an ordinary person without spiritual power. If you put me directly on the flying sword, I will freeze to death."

Seeing the boy reluctantly took out a portable wind-shielding cloak and still put it on him, Ren Changkong finally believed that the little brat really planned to take him in the air just now. He really disrespected the old and loved the young. .

Immediately he carried it to the flying sword.

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He...he...he endured, he had to bow his head under the eaves, in order to see his dear disciples as soon as possible, wasn't it just being carried on a flying sword?It's nothing, anyway, after seeing Huai Jun, he will tell him to teach this brat a lesson.

Ren Changkong sat on the flying sword, looked at the familiar scenery, and still couldn't believe that 3000 years had passed in the cultivation world.

Obviously I just fell asleep!

Closing his eyes distractedly, Ren Changkong couldn't help but wonder who could kill me 3000 years ago!

Who can quietly kill him who is about to ascend, Ren Changkong thought of many candidates in his mind, and rejected them again and again, it was not him who boasted, he was invincible in the cultivation world 3000 years ago.

As the protagonist, he has properly suppressed the people of that era to the point of being helpless. It can be said that the world of comprehension 3000 years ago was Ren Changkong's world, and no one could beat him.

So who is it?

He couldn't help but ask the cruel young man next to him: "Who is the one who killed Taoist Xuanwei?"

The young man glanced at Ren Changkong displeasedly, and did not speak. He could only ask again and again cheekily, and the young man replied coldly, "It was Taoist Xuanwei's former partner, the big devil Xitong. It was just a former one."

As if he was afraid that he wouldn't understand, the young man emphasized the three words "formerly", as if he was extremely shameless to put him together with Taoist Xuanwei, and he even disliked his name.

Ren Changkong felt that his expression must be very stupid now, it was surprised, bewildered and unbelievable.

But believe him, if you wake up and find that you are dead, let alone that the former system has become a lover with you, and they say that the system killed you, you will definitely feel with him that this world has become magical and can no longer It's magical.

How could that guy from the system kill me? Ren Changkong never expected to get this answer.

He looked at the scenery below with no expression on his face, and reaffirmed in his heart: it wasn't me who was wrong, it was the world.

Ren Changkong fell silent, but the cruel young man suddenly spoke again. He moved towards him with a blank expression, and asked with a blank expression: "Do you really know where Taoist Xuanwei's sword is?"

Ren Changkong nodded affirmatively, nonsense, if you don't know, you have to say you know.

"Then why do you know, I think you are just an ordinary person without spiritual power." The cruel boy asked again.

Ren Changkong smiled deeply, "Because I am an Onmyoji."

It can be seen that although the young man was very puzzled about what it was, he still held back the question due to his self-esteem in his youth.

Alas, Ren Changkong sighed silently in his heart, still thinking about waiting for him to ask, and then telling him inscrutablely: "This is a profession that can command monsters."

Alas, life is really lonely like snow.

At this time, he missed his own system very much, and at least he could have something to talk about.

Time flies, these few days Ren Changkong has been on the flying sword of the cruel boy, unless necessary, he never let him come down to hang out and let the wind go, and rushed towards Shang Qingzong in a hurry.

In the past few days, he has also figured out this group of seedlings. It turned out that they went out together to practice and do tasks.The ruthless boy is the true disciple of the master of the Cangjian Pavilion, and the following ones are his younger brothers and younger sisters.

One of the little lolitas is very playful, she looks only a little big, she still has baby fat, she has a baby voice, but her expression is as serious as that of a teenager, it is very interesting to watch.

Ren Changkong likes to tease the little Lolita when he is free, and teases him with cold jokes from time to time, but most of the time Lolita has a sneering look on her face, and she shed tears from laughing instead.

There is no way, his previous body was facial paralysis, he couldn't laugh even if he wanted to, but now he has a new body, of course he has to laugh wantonly.