The irritation is dead. Su Hansheng even wanted to grab a melon seed.

Ying Jianhua and Ying Zhijin obviously have concerns, and when the two meet, they are like fire and oil, and if no one else treats all the onlookers as a handful of firewood, they burn vigorously and are full of popularity.

…… I can't even care that today is to hold a meeting for Su Hansheng.

The cold sound avoided being beaten, and he was able to watch a good show, squatting in the amber eyes were shining, and it took most of the day to vaguely notice a strange gaze.

He raised his head in confusion, and saw Chongjue sitting on the chair next to him, holding a teacup and staring at him expressionlessly. The full cup of tea was already cold, but I didn't see him take a sip.

Shu Hansheng was not beaten, and reluctantly raised his head in front of Chongjue, he pretended to be calm and stood up and straightened the hem of his clothes, raised his chin, and couldn't hide his little pride.

"My senior brother and fourth senior brother have raised me for many years, even if I cause a big disaster, they will tolerate and indulge me, and never beat me." The meaning of the words - unlike you, a few words of gibberish have to be pumped.

Chongjue's hand holding the teacup was slightly forced, and he said in a cold tone: "Do you dare to say those words to the painting?" The cold voice choked at the moment. Isn't this a rush to find a draw?

But I always feel that Chongjue is a lot meaner, and how he provokes him is just silent, and he doesn't know anything about it. Is it because of my self-esteem this time?

It was rare to see Chongjue stunned, and he immediately took an inch, raised his eyebrows and said: "No matter what my senior brother treats me, he is the respected elder registered on my disciple's seal anyway-it's you, Shizun, I haven't asked yet, what are you doing in the Punishment Hall today?"

Chongjue: "......"

Seeing that Chongjue didn't speak, he kicked his nose on his face with a cold voice, and said with a smile: "Does the World Venerable think that the Punishment Hall called my honorable elder, is it you?" As soon as he finished speaking, Chongjue's fingers moved, and without warning, he brushed a book on his face.

The cold sound of "hmm" was patted squarely, and the book was caught at random. - It turned out to be a Buddhist scripture.

Chongjue coldly put down the teacup, and the cold tea splashed from the cup fell to his cuffs.

I don't know if it's because Su Hansheng is too proud, and I always feel that the world-honored one, who has always been elegant and solemn, is a little embarrassed. "World-honored?"

Chongjue Huo Ran got up and said coldly: "Didn't you say that you had to copy the Buddhist scriptures three times in Banqingzhou?" Su Hansheng was stunned. He had long forgotten that he had said that he was going to copy the scriptures, how could this person still remember it, or did he deliberately use this thing to make up for himself?

Su Hansheng was about to attack again, but he saw Chongjue directly brushing his sleeves away, and the whole person turned into smoke and disappeared abruptly. Chill: 

4; …

Annoyed, annoyed, embarrassed, angry?

Su Hansheng hugged the Buddhist scripture with the fragrance of Bodhi flowers, and was stunned for a long time before he couldn't hold back a low laugh of "poof", which was quite a kind of pride in the city.

In the past, he fled in embarrassment, but this time it was finally replaced by Chongjue.

Su Hansheng curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction.

Suddenly, the envoy next to him said in a deep voice: "Enough, everything you say is rhetoric, I won't believe you anymore." After that, he took off the glass mirror, and his eyes were red and he brushed his sleeves away.

Ying Zhijin hurriedly stopped him: "Heart, heart! I'm just playing with them, they've been pestering me, my heart?"

Heartfelt and heartbroken ignored him, and left heartbroken.

Ying Zhijin sighed helplessly, took a puff of his cigarette, and muttered in a low voice: "Men are trouble."

Owner: "......"

Su Hansheng couldn't help but make a "good" gesture to the second senior sister. What a great sister.

The ghost boy was also in tears, probably wanting to ask him what he ranked, but when he heard this muttering, he quickly swallowed the words back, and stood by dryly without saying a word.

Ying saw that the picture was expressionless and stroked the ferret in his arms that seemed to have fainted, and said coldly: "Ying Zhijin, do you still want to open in the old Fuling every year?"

Ying Zhijin spat out the smoke, lazily inserted the cigarette stick in his bun at will, glanced at Ying Jianhua with his eyes, hooked his fingers, and said, "Xiao Xiao, come."

Su Hansheng looked at the Ying Jian painting and cautiously rubbed it over. "Second Senior Sister."

"Look at me, Xiao Xiao is thin." Ying Zhijin slowly stroked the side of his face, and a faint aroma of rouge mixed with the smell of tobacco came to his face, which was not so strong that it was choking.

Su Hansheng raised his head and let his senior sister break her chin to look at it.

Ying Zhijin sighed: "Although it is said that you raised it, but Daojun has been in retreat for eight out of ten years to cultivate your broken path, and Nan Zhi is unreliable, even if Xiao Xiao is abducted, you are afraid that you will not know in time - little pitiful, do you want to follow the senior sister? Huh?"

Su Hansheng was stunned for a moment, and whispered: "Don't bother senior brothers and sisters, I, I can actually take care of ...... by myself."

He is seventeen, and the threat of his previous life, Qi Jianyi, is dead, and there is not even a scum left, and he will not be pit like last time and be beaten out of prison without the knowledge of the master.

The words of being able to take care of yourself are not finished

, Ying Jianhua waved his hand violently, and a spiritual power rolled around the waist of the cold sound, and suddenly exclaimed and fell backwards,

The portrait should be seen as carrying the back collar of the cold sound like a cat, and said coldly: "You take care of your own ...... Lover, Xiao Xiao won't bother you. "

After that, he seemed to be unable to stay any longer, and strode out with the sound of a long chill. The ice spread all the way out.

The crowd of onlookers outside hurriedly dispersed the birds and beasts, so as not to be found and pinched to death by Daojun. The cold voice fluttered his paws in the air, and he discussed flatteringly: "Senior brother, senior brother, put me down, I ...... I can walk on my own. ”

Ying Zhijin looked at it with a smile, and said slowly: "Xiao Xiao, I have been staying in the Punishment Hall for the past few days, if he beats you, he will come to me, and Senior Sister will avenge you."

Su Hansheng hurriedly said: "Thank you, senior sister...... Hmm!" Ying Jianhua violently urged the spiritual power, and disappeared in an instant with him.

Su Hansheng only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and he sat on the couch with an unstable foot, and almost fell on his back. Ying Jianhua didn't know where Luo Wuzhai was, so he simply brought him to Xu Nan's Siwangzhai. Su Hansheng thought that the senior brother was going to close the door and beat him, so he hurriedly crawled down to the bed and knelt on the ground with a pop.

But before he could cry and shout, Ying Jianhua didn't look at him, raised his hand and waved out a spiritual power to shake all the dust of the entire Siwangzhai away, and sat on the dusty couch while stroking the ferret that had finally woken up, and said with a calm face.

"The envoy of your Punishment Hall...... What is the origin?"

Su was stunned.

Yes? Just?

Seeing that Ying Jianhua didn't want to beat the child, Su Hansheng quietly breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Ying Jianhua's knees and lay up, too lazy to get up. "I don't know, I just know that he has a gentle temperament and is a good man, it seems that he was specially invited by the Deputy Commander to take charge of the Punishment Hall."

Ying Jianhua impatiently stroked the ferret: "What about the ghost clan next to it?"

Su Hansheng said honestly: "I don't know much about this."

Ying Jianhua sneered and slammed the person off his lap: "Then what do I want you for?" looked angry, but the ferret on his knees was lying on his stomach dejectedly, like a frosted eggplant, wilting.

Su Hansheng sat cross-legged on the ground, looking up at him. It's weird.

When Su Hansheng was young, he should have seen that the painting responded to the Xuzong but he was very diligent, either counting him down or punishing him for cultivating the Dao vest method, strict and cold, he had always been afraid that this senior brother would not be able to do it.

This is the first time I have seen a strategist, and a sentence can decide whether he will be beaten or go

The big brother who played was so anxious. Is it because you should know?

When Ying Jianhua first came to the Punishment Hall, he was full of momentum and majesty, but as soon as Ying Zhijin came, he was in chaos in an instant, and he couldn't even care about the shame that the cold voice gave him.

Su Hansheng secretly took out the disciple seal and passed the message with Xu Nan. "Senior brother, have you arrived safely?"

Xu Nanyu quickly replied: "Just got off the spirit boat, how is it? You weren't beaten, were you?"

Su Hansheng: "No, no, the senior brother is really like a god, as soon as the second senior sister came, the senior brother immediately didn't care about pumping me

now."

Xu Nanzhi: "Hahaha is like this every time, when the senior sister chased after the senior brother's ass all day long, and I heard that she also showed her love in public at the Wendao sacrifice in one year, but the senior brother cultivated the Tao ruthlessly, and the whole person was like a stinky stone that could not be warmed..."

Su Hansheng was looking at it happily, and suddenly a hand reached out out of thin air and directly pulled away the disciple seal. Su Hansheng was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, he should see the slender fingers of the painting hooking the disciple's seal, and his face was gloomy and ugly.

I was stupid when I heard the cold. It's over, it's over! Senior Brother saw the gloating nonsense of himself and Senior Brother!

According to the irascible temper of Ying Jianhua, you can't hang the two of them on a tree and smoke day and night?

The cold sound was so frightened that the little face was as white as paper, and he trembled and wanted to snatch the disciple seal back, but he really didn't have the courage, so he could only resign himself to fate, closing his eyes and shrinking his head and waiting to be beaten.

After Ying Jianhua snatched the disciple's seal, he was not interested in Xu Nan's pile of small characters, and pointed to the listening wall with a calm face, and looked at it at a glance.

It seems to be looking for news that should be known.

The sound of the cold quietly opened one eye and looked at it, and saw that the painting was immersed in the listening wall, so she quietly breathed a sigh of relief. The small life was saved for the time being.

The students of Wendao School Palace love to watch the excitement the most, and a bit of excitement can also be made up by their imagination, and they are even more nonsense on the listening wall.

Ying Jianhua didn't know what he saw, and his fingers pinching the disciple's seal slammed hard. The ferret raised its eyebrows in anger and hissed.

Su Hansheng watched as his black magpie pattern disciple seal turned into a pile of powder in the hands of the senior brother. Teacher, senior brother......

It should be seen that the painting looks cold.

Su Hansheng quickly retracted: "It's okay, you continue."

The entire Wendao Palace, and even the huge Black Magpie Mausoleum seemed to be shrouded in the gloomy aura of the Daojun, but for a moment the torrential rain fell.

Big Brother and his ferret are still going crazy.

The cold sound originally wanted to go back to Wuzhai, but the torrential rain was like a note, and the phoenix was disgusted

It's so evil that even with him wilts, lying on Ying Jian's legs, his head is little by little.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, and the smell of heavy rain soaking the soil filled his nose.

In a daze, Ying Jianhua seemed to gently hold him on Xu Nanzhi's bed, and took the ferret out with the angry scream, I don't know if he was going to kill someone.

I opened my eyes with a cold voice, only to catch a glimpse of the back of the painting, my eyelids drooped completely, and I fell into a deep sleep.

I had another strange dream.

There was no head or tail, and the cold sound stretched out to stand under a towering giant tree, tilting his head slightly, he could only see the black shadow that was soaring into the sky, and he couldn't see his head at all.

The storm was raging, the pitch-black sky seemed to tear a hole, and the rain poured down like a tide, and the human beings were as small as ants compared to this scene.

The sound of the cold has always repelled the rain, and subconsciously wanted to find a place to hide from the rain.

Rumble——!

A deafening thunderbolt slashed down, and the silver thunder was wrapped in earth-shaking spiritual power, cracking the ground straight into an abyssal maw like a moat.

It was as if the heavens and the earth were turned upside down in this thunderclap. The cold sound was frightened enough, and his whole body stiffened, and he watched this hellish scene.

Someone screamed in the thunder. "Heavy Shrine Temple! Broken ——!"

Su Hansheng was stunned. Heavy Shrine Temple? Isn't it the Heavenly Gate used in Infernal Prison to suppress the Breers?

What do you mean by broken?

The sky fell, and I stood in the heavy rain in confusion, only thinking that this dream was so unreasonable.

There was still an angry roar in his ears. Who are you?! Hurry up and answer the Taoist! There are thieves who open the gate of the Heavy Heaven Realm......... Ah——!h

The consciousness of the cold sound seemed to be unrealized, and he looked at it in confusion. Bang.

The lightning and thunder ruthlessly shattered the darkness around them, and the whiteness was as strange as the underworld.

Under the Tower of Babel, a person dressed in green clothes, countless talismans weaved into a dense net around his body, blocking countless attacks, and exploding into mottled and brilliant fireworks one by one.

Under the reflection of the flames, Su Hansheng saw the man's face clearly, and his eyelids jumped heavily. It's Zou Zhi?

How could he dream of the deputy master?!

Zou Zhi's face had lost its ordinary elegance and cowardice, and the talisman seal on his green coat that only glowed in the sunlight suddenly bloomed at this time, and the golden light illuminated his eyebrows and eyes treacherously.......

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Su Hansheng was startled: "Deputy Master?"

Zou Zhi was covered in rain, the golden light rune seal shone brightly, the bleeding death pupils stared directly at the cold sound, and a strange smile appeared on the hideous death appearance.

"Long time no see......"

I don't know why. It was only then that he realized that Zou Zhi was not looking at him, but looked through him to the slowly opening Tower of Babel not far away.

Above the Temple of the Heavy Shrine where the Infernal Prison soars into the sky is the Tower of Babel of the Three Realms.

Squeak, the door of the Tower of Babel, which was covered with enchantment runes, was full of vines and moss, and opened heavily inch by inch.

A ray of light poured out of it.

Someone came out of it.

Su Hansheng tilted his head in confusion.

The rain curtain that covered the sky and the sun suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if everything around him was frozen in that moment, the falling thunder froze in mid-air, and the monk who guarded the Tower of Babel not far away remained motionless in a strange posture.

Time came to an abrupt halt at this moment.

In the huge space, there is only the breathing sound of Zou Zhi and Shu Hansheng, and.... The man's careless footsteps.

Su Hansheng didn't quite understand why he had such a strange dream, the strange footsteps seemed to step on his heart, click, click, and his heart seemed to be getting faster and faster with the sound, almost beating out of his heart.

Well, it didn't take long. The man said lazily, I can perceive the Three Realms even across the moat, and I know that you left me half of Qingzhou's wine.

Zou Zhi smiled, the talisman on his body hibernated silently, and his hideous death appearance also disappeared, and he changed back to his submissive appearance.

It was dark all around, and Zou Zhi took out a lamp from Yu's pants to slightly illuminate the surroundings.

The light poured out, and Su Hansheng's eyes were stabbed with a slight pain, and he felt that Zou Zhi seemed to be shuttling through his illusory body, slowly walked to the man's side, and raised his hand to hug him.

Su Hansheng looked at the situation in a daze. As Zou Zhi put his hand down, the light shone brightly, and he finally saw the person's appearance clearly.

The man was in a burly shape, dressed in a loose black robe, with a strange broken jade hanging from his waist, looking up from the light, above his slender neck....

It was a thin lip, and half a face covered with black silk.

Zou Zhi frowned lightly and said, "Your body can't last long, I have to find the dragon's blood for you again to reshape your body-fortunately, Zhuang Lingge is in the Dao Academy, and it doesn't take much energy."

The man casually stroked his wet hair, thinking

Rain was dripping from his body, and when the light shone on, he realized that it was actually scarlet and sticky blood.

"I don't need to." He lazily said, "I'm going to go back to my original body." Zou Zhi frowned: Jingyu, you still have a bone chain on your body.

The man said casually: Isn't it enough to shatter?

"Do you want to cultivate?" Zou Zhi was taken aback, "You should know better than me what that bone chain is, once it is forcibly shattered, I am afraid that your life will be difficult to protect, and even if you return to your body, you will not be able to fuse with 'him' for the time being."

The man's thin lips hooked up a smile, and he said lazily: "Left and right are just dead." He is just as forward-looking as you, worried about this and afraid of that, so he hasn't gotten rid of that broken chain for more than ten years.

Zou was silent.

Su Hansheng looked at the person's appearance blankly, and listened to the familiar and crazy words, completely stunned. Esteem...... Chongjue?