The black magpie is still in the account: "Kill, kill, kill!"

Su Hansheng was stunned on the spot, Chongjue was bound by the bone chain, his face was pale in pain, and he was still smiling there. "It turns out that Su Xuanlin left his natal weapon to you."

Su Hansheng was still violently about to kill, and it can be seen that the several bone chains penetrated Chongjue's limbs and hundreds of remains, and his hair almost exploded in shock, and he was at a loss for a while.

When he heard this, he was even more confused: "What?" Natal weapon?

The relics left to him by Su Xuanlin are not a Sumeru mustard?

Chong Jue's bone chains floated in the air, like snow-white snakes crowding the narrow bed, because his spiritual power was suddenly sealed, and the surrounding enchantment also exploded violently.

"Xiao Xiao." Chong Jue's fingers trembled, completely ignoring the bone chain on his body that could kill him, and suddenly grabbed Su Hansheng's hand, his eyes were filled with some strange and distorted heat, "Now that I have fallen into your hands, how are you going to take revenge on me?"

Su Hansheng: "?"

He knew that Chongjue had many quirks from the beginning, but he didn't expect to rush to beg him for revenge at this time. It's weird.

"Don't do that, I—I'm afraid." Su Hansheng was afraid that touching the chain would make Chongjue more painful, so he quickly shrank back and muttered, "What the hell is this, Su Xuanlin...... Why did you lock you up?"

Aren't they best friends?

Chongjue did not retreat but advanced, forcing people to the corner of the bed and trapped in a small corner.

He approached the door of Shu Hansheng, and said softly with a low smile: "What are you afraid of, Su Xuanlin just doesn't want me to merge with Shannian to meddle in the affairs of the Three Realms, and I won't be able to die for a while." "

Shu was stunned for a moment: "Good thoughts...... Fusion?" That's when it dawned on him.

No wonder Chongjue, who was in Infernal Prison in the previous life, will appear together with Chongjue in this life, and it is no wonder that one of the two said that he was well-behaved when he was young, and the other said that he was bold.

The World-Honored One is so good that he can't bear the slightest evil thought; And Chongjue, who is in Infernal Prison, is like a fish in water, absorbing countless malice, crazy and reckless, and acting arbitrarily to the extreme.

"That good thought ......," Shu Hansheng asked, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, "You really aren't taking away?"

Chongjue familiarly and naturally kissed Su Hansheng's neck, and said lightly: "I want to take away, but the forbidden technique can only be taken away by the relatives. This body is affected by the bone chain of the long-cherished mystery, and once it strikes, it will be deeply bound, 'he' was badly injured to save you before, such as

Now the consciousness sinks into the sea of consciousness...... Well, but I guess he's going to wake up. "

Su Hansheng frowned and wanted to push Chongjue away, but he was almost covered in chains, so he had to carefully push his face. "You get out of the way."

"I can't merge with the body now, and I'm afraid you won't see me a few times in the future." Chongjue saw that Su Hansheng ate soft and not hard, and changed his soft countermeasures, gently pressed the hand that pushed Su Hansheng's face on his face, rubbed it warmly in his palm, and said softly, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, and we are still separated from life and death, do you ...... Don't you want me?"

Su Han's voice was held back for a long time, but he still couldn't help scolding: "Get out, do you still want to be faced?" It wasn't like that when I broke the barrier on my own. "

Now that he found that his life was being pinched, he began to coax people warmly again.

Compared with this person, Su Hansheng's ability to bend and stretch is simply a small thing.

Where is Su Shaojun such a coaxing person, he climbed out of bed with a calm face. The chains on Chongjue's body collided, as if he wanted to reach out to stop him.

"Don't move!" Su Hansheng raised his hand wearing Sumeru mustard, and the black magpie was pulled by him and fell back to his snow-white fingertips, and rushed at Chongjue, "Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

Chongjue raised his eyebrows, as if he was looking forward to it, and continued to get up. Su Hansheng: "......" Seriously, it's so weird!

Su Hansheng didn't even know what this thing was, and he didn't know how to manipulate the binding or untying of the bone chain, so he could only take half a step back and said fiercely: "If you forcibly restrain me again, I will escape even if I consume all my vitality."

The sentence is light and not threatening. Chongjue was stunned on the spot, and the movement of raising his hand towards Su Hansheng froze in mid-air, and he was nostalgic but afraid that he didn't dare to go any further.

The sky was bright, and the first morning bell rang through the Great Wendao Palace. Su Hansheng quickly sorted out the messy robe, and didn't dare to see how Chongjue reacted, so he hurriedly ran out.

The blackout curtain of the bed floated slightly with the wind from the window lattice, and the mermaid candle flame was blown to the side.

Chongjue sat on the couch and looked at the direction of Su Hansheng's departure, and the bone chain floating in the air quietly turned into flying flotsam and dissipated in the air with the departure of Su Hansheng, as if it had never appeared.

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Su Hansheng didn't even change his clothes, and trotted all the way to Shangshan Xuezhai with the strong fragrance of Bodhi flowers and the sandalwood of the Buddha Hall, looking back from time to time, as if he was worried that Chongjue's uninhibited demon would catch up again.

In a hurry, he slammed into the arms of a man around the corner. Su Hansheng almost fell backwards, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to the person in front of him

Go.

"Poof".

No one dragged him, and he slammed his ass hard, and looked up in pain.

Ying Jianhua stroked his chest that was hit by the cold sound in disgust, dusted off the non-existent dust, and glanced at him condescendingly: "What kind of trouble is this, I am not at all steady in a hurry."

Su Hansheng didn't dare to scold the senior brother, so he had to admit that he was unlucky, and got up from the ground with a sigh. "Good morning, senior brother."

Ying Jianhua was about to say something, his eyes fell on Su Hansheng's clothes, and his brows furrowed fiercely: "Where did you go last night? Why are you still wearing yesterday's clothes?"

Shu Shu choked on the sound of coldness.

Ying Jianhua's eyes were very vicious, and he reached out to condense the cold ice and hooked the chin of Su Hansheng to force him to raise his head, revealing a little red mark on the side of his neck, and his face was instantly gloomy and almost dripping.

"Cry! Tell me where the hell you've been?! At a young age, you actually learned those squirting styles, do you still want to do your way?!"

Although Ying Jianhua cultivates ruthless Taoism, it is not unsympathetic, and at a glance he knows that it must have been snorted out, and he looks at the cold voice with a calm face and waits for him to answer, otherwise he will beat the child.

"Big brother!" Su Hansheng's eyes rolled quickly, and he hurriedly said, "I haven't been anywhere, this, this is a bug bite, you know

Yes, my companion tree is a bug, especially in the summer, and my calves are gnawed together!"

As he spoke, he quickly lifted the hem of his shirt and showed Ying Jian's calves and ankles full of red marks. Seeing the painting twisted his eyebrows, he was a little shaken. Also, who has such a strange quirk that they will gnaw on people's ankles.

Ying Jian said: "Then why are you wearing yesterday's clothes?"

Su Hansheng's face was full of innocence: "Every time I wear a set of clothes, I don't change them for ten days and half a month, it's only the next day, I turn over and wear the back side when the front is dirty, senior brother, don't think that this dress is black, in fact, this black is all mud that comes out of it, and it will fall off when you rub it."

Picture: "......"

Ying Daojun, who was in the Great Perfection of the Divine Realm, was so shocked by the cold sound that he felt as if he had suffered a heavy blow, and he almost fled and flew back a few steps, with horror in his eyes.

"You! What kind of system is this?!"

Su ran forward with a cold voice, and said with a pretended shock on his face: "Senior brother, what's the matter, don't run so fast, Xiao Xiao has something to ask senior brother!"

Ying Jianhua was almost about to whip him,

Sharply said: "Stand there for me! From now on, you are three feet away from me!"

Su Hansheng saw that he was disgusted enough to choke on Ying Jian's painting, and he no longer bothered to ask him why he didn't return at night and the kiss mark on his neck, and he laughed in his heart, but his face stood innocently and obediently, looking at Ying Jian's painting.

Ying saw that the painting was about to dislike him, so he took out a small folding fan and fanned it for a long time before he said expressionlessly: "Say, what's the matter?"

"Uh-oh." Su Hansheng raised his hand to show him the Sumeru mustard that was in the past, "What is this Sumeru mustard for? How can I take it off?"

The jade black magpie was already bouncing around on the cold sound's shoulder, and it was very noisy.

Ying saw that the painting wrinkled his eyebrows for a long time, and only after he was mentally prepared did he wave to Su Hansheng as if he were dead, and motioned him to come forward a little. Su Hansheng trotted forward and raised his hand to show him.

Ying Jianhua closed the small fan, controlled the small fan from a distance and floated forward, gently tapped the Sumeru mustard on the finger of Su Hansheng, and said coldly.

"Among them, there should be the master's natal artifact - the ninety-nine bone chain. Since the master has already left the Sumeru mustard to you to recognize the Lord, then it will be controlled by you, and it will also be counted as a self-protection weapon for you, and it can also be bound under the Mahayana period, and you don't need to take it off, just wear it. "

"Ninety-Nine Bone Chain?" Su Hansheng thought thoughtfully, "Then how do I control the bone chain?" Chongjue saw that he was about to be tossed to death by the bone chain, and it was better to remove the bone chain as soon as possible.

Ying Jianhua glanced at him: "Master's natal weapon is an immortal level, your cultivation is not enough now, at least you can barely control one after you have a pill." Su Han wrinkled his eyebrows.

Ying Jianhua was probably in a hurry to see someone, but when he saw that Su Hansheng was silent, he said, "Is there anything else?"

Shu Hansheng thought for a while, and hurriedly asked, "Senior Brother has followed Xuanlin Immortal Monarch for so many years...... Yes! No! It's the master's ......! Ahhh It's Daddy! Father! Senior brother has followed my father for so many years, have you ever seen the World Venerable of Mount Meru?"

Ying saw that the painting Youyou restrained the small fan that was smoking the cold sound's head, and said lightly: "Shizun and Shizun are close friends, and they often play and drink together, so I have naturally seen it."

Su Hansheng was stunned: "Drinking?"

The World-Honored One even drinks alcohol?

"Hmm." Ying Jian said, "It seems that the amount of alcohol consumed by the Lord is not very good, and eight times out of ten you will get drunk...... Oh, I don't know if he's drunk or not, anyway, every time Shizun gets drunk, Shizun is shocked and sends us out to play, and the wine should not be very good. ”

Su Hansheng's brows furrowed, and he couldn't imagine being high at all

The appearance of the world-honored one who is drunk and drunk.

It's kind of scary.

"Then ...... they," Su Hansheng asked cautiously, "how is the relationship?" Do you have any equipment?"

Ying Jianhua twisted his eyebrows and thought about it: "No, they have a very good relationship, and there are also Zou Zhi, Zhuang Qu, and Jian Zun, the deputy head of the Wendao Academy, who often discuss and play games together."

Su Hansheng hesitated.

Since the relationship between the two is so good, why did Su Xuanlin send Chongjue's evil thoughts to the Infernal Prison? Could it be that evil thoughts have done something to hurt nature and reason?

Ying Jian said: "Okay, what are you asking about these old things? What's the matter, you've upset the World-Honored One?"

He shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, I didn't get into trouble."

Ying Jianhua manipulated the small fan and knocked him on the head: "You'd better be- be nice, I'll leave if nothing happens."

Su Hansheng took the small fan that had lost his spiritual power in the palm of his hand, and when he saw that Ying Jianhua was about to leave without hesitation, he hurriedly chased forward: "Senior brother, your little fan."

"Don't." Ying saw that the painting left this sentence and walked away in disgust.

Su Hansheng fanned the small fan and went to Shangshan Xuezhai.

Yuan Qian arrived very early every time, and when he saw Su Hansheng coming over, he smiled and said: "Good morning, Shaojun, why did you come so early today?" When Shu Hansheng heard this familiar sentence, he was stunned.

In the half-moon fantasy that Chongjue made up for him, Yuan Qian seemed to say the same

In the same words, not a word is bad. Is he still in Chongjue's illusion now?

After school in the afternoon, he grabbed Yuan Qian and Wu Baili, and asked the two of them to accompany him to the secluded pool under the cliff in the back mountain.

The water in the pool is crystal clear and cool.

Yuan Qian turned his legs into snake tails and immersed himself in the cold water, leaned comfortably on the shore and squinted his eyes to play with the water, and said with a smile: How did Shaojun find such a good place?

Ubaili sat on the boulder next to him, raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Hansheng: "Is there anything important?" Shu Hansheng took off his robe and threw it aside, walked cautiously to the water's edge, and said with a dry cough: "I...... I jumped into the water, and if I didn't come up, you would remember to catch me.

Ubaili: Shaojun doesn't know water?

Su Hansheng nodded, he was still afraid of water.

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Su Hansheng was frightened by that realistic illusion, and he would be even more scared if he didn't try. Don't talk, I'm going to jump.

Yuan Qian and Wu Baili nodded, waiting for him to jump.

Su Hansheng stepped barefoot on the edge of the pool, trying to swing his hands to save himself strength, and jumped into the water in one breath. But he swung his hands back and forth a dozen times, and still had no tendency to go down.

Yuan Qian yawned.

Wu Baili said quietly: "Shaojun, do you want to go into the water, or do you want to exercise your arms?" Chill: ......

Su Hansheng glared at him angrily: "Shut up, I'm ready to jump." Wu Baili saw that he didn't dare, and made a "please" gesture in a strange way.

The cold sound of the cold sound, and the hands swung back and forth for another twenty times. He was still afraid of water.

Su Hansheng was stunned, and turned to look at Wu Baili dryly: Baili, you help me...... Not! Ubaili waited for him to say this, and before the words fell, he was neat and neat, and kicked him down. Chill: ......

Poof!

The whole person slapped straight into the water, the cold water instantly soaked his body, and the buoyancy made his thin body float and sink, and the water and sky were upside down and chaotic in front of him.

It seemed that someone was pressing his head down again.

Su Hansheng struggled desperately to catch his breath, but he could only let the water pour into his mouth, snatching his breath. Finally, the snake's tail wrapped around his slender waist and threw the man out of the water and onto the shore.

Wu Baili and Yuan Qian were both startled, and hurriedly pounced on them to support Su Hansheng. Shaojun!

The cold sound seemed to be subconsciously holding his breath, and there was no half of the ups and downs between his mouth and nose. Yuan Qian was stunned and said, "He—he didn't go down for a few breaths."

Wu Baili's expression was gloomy, and his hand simply slapped heavily on the slightly undulating chest of the cold sound.

Cough!

Su Hansheng opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of water, and finally began to breathe.

Wu Baili was frightened enough, took off his robe and draped it on Su Hansheng, frowned and said: "Afraid of water and afraid of being like this?"

Su Hansheng was scared to his breath after only taking a sip of water, and he was still stiff when he was dying: "I'm not afraid of water, I'm not afraid of water."

Ubaili said: "Yes, the young gentleman is really heroic, and after entering the water, he expresses his contempt and disdain for the water by 'drinking water and holding his breath and sinking to the bottom', and he is really the god of water.

Su Han Sheng: ...

…

Forget it when you're dead.

On the cliff, there was an illusory shadow standing looking at everything below.

It wasn't until Su Hansheng was safe and sound, and he began to chirp and jump around again, and mingle with the two teenagers, that he turned into smoke and left, and returned to the Houshan Buddha Hall in an instant.

Zou Zhi opened Zhuang Qu's wine, and when he saw Chongjue coming back, he smiled, sat on the futon casually, and said while pouring wine into the small wine glass: Zhuang Qu brews a good wine, according to your amount of wine, two jars are enough for you to get drunk and dream to death...... Uh, Kagami?

Chongjue's face was like sinking water, and he directly snatched the wine jar with his hands, too lazy to use the small family's wine cup, and raised his head to drink a jar of wine.

The wine spilled from the corners of his lips slid down his neck, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down with swallowing.

Zou Zhi looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?" Chongjue put the wine jar on the ground casually, Mo Qing's eyes were heavy, and he couldn't hide his dryness, raised his hand and pointed at random, signaling to give him wine.

Zou Zhi was worried about his amount of alcohol, and despite his cold face, he forcibly poured the wine into the small cup and pushed it over: "Drink less."

Chongjue picked up the wine cup, propped his elbows on the small table on one side, lowered his eyes and looked at the rippling wine in the glass, and said casually for a while:

"Do you say that Su Xuanlin had already expected that I would attack his son, so he left the Sumeru mustard of the Nine-Nine Bone Chain to Xiao Xiao?"

Zou Zhi: ......

Zou Zhi almost squirted out a mouthful of wine, and said in amazement: "What, cough cough.... What?" Take action?!

Chongjue didn't have the consciousness of scaring people half to death, he slowly shook the wine cup, and seemed to be smiling: No, if he could have expected that one day I would mess with his son, and he had already beaten me to the ground, how could he simply drag me out of the Infernal Prison?

Zou Zhi: "Ahem, ahem!"

Who,?!

The ninety-nine bone chain binds my body, so that I can't fuse good thoughts, let alone meddle in the affairs of the Three Realms, even if the Heavenly Dao wants me to fill the mountains with my body, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist.

Chongjue didn't seem to realize what he had said, and said to himself.

"Xiao Xiao is carrying a phoenix bone, and if Zhou Mountain does not fall in the future, those sanctimonious people in the Three Realms will definitely coerce him to fill in the formation to save the common people. If I get control of my bone chain, then I'll have to save him.

Zou Zhi was terrified when he heard this: "Jingyu, what are you talking about?"

Chongjue was immersed in his own world, frowning

Gently wrinkled: He wanted to force me to save the cold sound......

Zou Zhi: "Jingyu!"

The wine cup in Chongjue's hand flickered faintly, he seemed to be called back to his senses, frowned and said: What?

Zou Zhi said cautiously: "What did you just say...... Who is it?"

Chongjue drank the wine down, picked up the wine cup and filled it for himself, and said casually: "Xiao Xiao."

Zou Zhi quietly gasped, as if thunder exploded in his ears.

Chongjue's evil thoughts have always been taboo, Zou Zhi didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to say after holding back for a long time: "Xiao Xiao...... It doesn't seem to be the crown yet.

But this person is already a thousand-year-old goblin, isn't this an old cow eating tender grass? And Su Hansheng is still the son of Chongjue's best friend, and he is still a senior.

This, this, this..

What a system this is!

Chongjue didn't feel Zou Zhi's collapse, shaking the wine glass, and his thoughts flew in his heart. In his previous life, did he go to the cold voice and crown ceremony?

During that time, the Infernal Prison Clan was very noisy, he killed too many people and absorbed too many evil thoughts, as if he had been in retreat for several years, and he didn't know if the good thoughts in the world had gone to the cold sound and crown ceremony.

This life has to make amends.

Although Zou Zhi always knew that the evil thoughts that were separated from the good thoughts would be unscrupulous and reckless, he never thought that he would actually get involved with the junior—and that person was still a child of Xuanlin.

"You're confused!" Zou Zhi still couldn't hold back, his brows furrowed tightly, trying in vain to make Chongjue turn around, "Xiao Xiao is a good boy, respectful and respectful, although he is a little stubborn on weekdays, but he is a little troubled by some harmless disasters, you ...... How can you bewitch him like this?

Chongjue sneered.

Good boy?

Crazy little madman, right?

Chongjue is very honest about all desires, and never hides and decorates them with high-sounding reasons, a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water

momentum, in Zou Zhi's earnest reprimand, he drank slowly, completely unmoved.

Zou Zhi was about to be blinded by him, rubbing his eyebrows and having a splitting headache.

The deputy head of the courtyard had a good amount of wine, and he brought five jars of wine and Chongjue three or two points, but he was worried about the cold sound, so he didn't take a few sips at all. By the time he came back to his senses, Chongjue had poured the last jar of wine to the point where there was not a drop left, and the big Malaysian golden knife sat there cross-legged, the other leg bent on the knee, the wrist on the knee, the posture was lazy and casual, and the last glass of wine was flickering and flickering.

r /> Zou Zhi saw Chongjue's unrestrained drinking method for the first time, and was about to snatch the last glass of wine, but heard Chongjue say lightly: "I couldn't save him......

Zou Zhi was stunned: What?

Chongjue drank the last cup of wine, threw the wine cup at will, dragged his wide sleeves to the ground, and smiled sullenly with his slender hand pressing his eyebrows. Su Xuanlin took great pains to let me save him, but the Sumeru mustard became the culprit who indirectly killed him.

Zou Zhi didn't know why, and when he saw that he was drunk, he stepped forward and wanted to help him back. Chongjue brushed his hand away, and the whole person got up steadily as if he was not drunk, and was about to go out.

Zou Zhi hurriedly stopped him: "Jingyu, where are you going in the middle of the night?"

Chongjue glanced at him coldly: "Go find Su Xiaoxiao."

Zou Zhi: ......

Zou Zhi's face turned green, and he hurriedly pressed the person back to sit, lest this person really rush to Luowuzhai to do irrational things. It's getting late, Xiao Xiao must have fallen asleep, let's wait until tomorrow when he wakes up.

Chongjue seemed to be better talking than usual when he was drunk, and after hearing the words, he thought for a while before he said lazily: "Yes." After saying that, he really sat back, and he didn't plan to look for the cold sound anymore.

Zou Zhi quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Chongjue sat cross-legged on the futon, slowly fiddling with the Buddhist beads in his hands, as if he was habitually meditating. Zou Zhi put on his robes scattered on the ground, picked up the empty jar, and was about to leave.

Chongjue's action of fiddling with the Buddha beads was stunned. Zou Zhi looked at the wine jar suspiciously.

But I saw Chongjue's facial features with fierce killing intent like a spring breeze blowing through the frozen soil, melting inch by inch into a gentle color, and the posture of moving the Buddha beads was gently dialed again.

The movements are light and soft, and every stroke seems to be like the precipitation of thousands of years of meditation in front of the Buddha, with a bone-chilling coldness, like an immortal who has no desires and no desires.

The thick eyelashes moved slightly, Chongjue opened his dark blue eyes, and the coldness at the bottom of his eyes disappeared, replaced by a reassuring Zen Buddha nature, as if a fallen demon had been taken refuge in front of the Buddha.

Zou Zhi was stunned.

Chongjue stopped the action of plucking the Buddha beads, and gently rubbed his eyebrows with his hand, and his every move was a quiet grace that had been precipitated for thousands of years. He had a double vision in front of him, and it took him a long time to recognize the person in front of him, and he had a splitting headache and held his temples and spoke softly. Zou Zhi? Why are you here?

Zou Zhi: ......

Zou was quick with his eyes, and he slammed the empty wine jar and wine

He threw it into the storage ring, and quickly pinched it to eliminate the surrounding wine, sat cross-legged upright, and said respectfully.

World-honored.

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Xiao Xiao: Huh?!

Uncle: Fiercely, what about the string of Buddhist beads that I have treasured for many years?