That's a rarity.

Last time, Chongjue was really angry, and it seemed that he still used a rattan to whip him.

Su Hansheng carefully recalled Fang Cai's words, and it didn't seem that he said anything like a tiger and wolf like going to bed, double cultivation, what kind of anger is this monk?

However, it was too difficult to let Chongjue take the initiative for a while, and Su Hansheng skillfully reached out to climb Chongjue's shoulders and leaned his whole body over.

This was obviously an action that represented complete trust, but for some reason it poked Chongjue's lung tube, and an invisible spiritual power condensed into a wind rope in the void, forcibly binding Su Hansheng's wrist and shackling him.

- didn't seem to want him to respond so skillfully.

Su Hansheng's brows furrowed tightly, and he was forced to bear this strong kiss.

After a while, Chongjue let him go, and the invisible wind rope on his wrist also spread out, leaving not even the slightest trace.

Chongjue seemed to be fine, and even continued to talk about Fang Cai's business: "...... Sixteen years ago, the Tower of Babel showed signs of collapse, so don't worry too much. ”

Su Hansheng was worried, and looked at Chongjue's pretended indifferent face faintly, and only after a while did he stop smiling: "What's wrong with the World Venerable Fang, I always said that in the previous life, you were jealous?" ”

Chongjue had already packed up his emotions, looked unfazed, and said lightly: "I don't care about the things in my previous life. ”

But he did not answer the question of "jealousy" positively.

Su Hansheng sneered, and he didn't chase after him, and said, "Okay, Shizun meditate, I have something to go out." ”

In the past, Chongjue would not ask where Su Hansheng went to play crazy, but this time he asked for the first time: "Where to go?" ”

"Red Maple Forest." Su Hansheng put on his robe and replied casually, "Senior Brother Lingge hasn't come to look for me for half a month, I don't know if it's a transformation, I have to go and take a look." ”

Chongjue's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and when he saw that he was about to leave, he said, "Zhuang Lingge is not in the Wendao Palace. ”

Su Hansheng opened the carved wooden door of the Buddha hall for a moment, and looked at him suspiciously: "How do you know?" ”

Chongjue said: "He will go back to Banqingzhou once, and he will come back in a few days." ”

Shizun had never lied, and he didn't think much about it after hearing it, and said "oh": "It's okay." ”

I finally didn't have homework today, and I was excited to lie beside Chongjue, pillowing his thighs, watching him recite Buddhist scriptures with his eyes down, and I just felt very interesting.

When he wasn't tempted before, he felt extremely bored when he watched him sit in the Buddha hall all day.

Now it's in the eyes of the lover.

Chongjue chanted and meditated, and when he was idle, he played with the piece of jade Jue he sent.

But before he touched it twice, Chongjue opened his eyes and looked at him with a slightly uncomfortable expression.

"Don't you want to go out and play because you don't have any homework today?"

Shu Hansheng didn't notice Chongjue's abnormality, and said lazily: "I've been in class for more than half a month, isn't it okay to sit with you for a while?" ”

Chongjue stared at the claws that were still rubbing against the jade, the tips of his ears gradually turned red, and he secretly regretted giving this thing to Shu Hansheng: "Although the Wendao Festival can't be opened for the time being, there will be a market on the night of the next year." ”

Su Hansheng has participated in the Wendao Festival, and naturally knows that tonight's New Year's Party will be very lively.

He looked up at Chongjue's eyes: "Then will you go with me?" ”

Chongjue hesitated.

Su Hansheng looked at him and shouted, "Uncle." ”

Chongjue: "......"

Chongjue had no choice but to nod.

Su Hansheng suddenly jumped up with cheers, and finally was willing to put down the piece of jade and happily went to change clothes.

As Chongjue, he is not suitable to appear in Nianfang City in other years, and he has turned into the appearance of Wen Jingyu, wearing an ordinary green robe, with a youthful and gentle appearance.

Su Hansheng quickly changed into his usual clothes and ran out.

Chongjue glanced at it, his eyes fell on Su Hansheng's clothes, and his expression stiffened slightly.

Su Hansheng really shifted his attention and put down the piece of jade, and instead wore it with a red rope, hung it around his neck happily, and could touch it with a slight lift of his hand, which was more convenient than just now.

Chongjue: "......"

The cold voice dragged Senior Brother Wen and happily went to play in the New Year's Fang City.

Most people don't know that the secret realm of the Wendao Sacrifice can't be opened, and everyone on the old street is buying things that go to the secret realm to practice, which is peaceful.

Su Hansheng didn't have anything to buy, he was just going crazy in the school palace and wanted to run out and let it go.

Chongjue was afraid of the noise, so he took the person directly to the Long Night Tower and opened a private room to wait.

The cold sound made the little guy serve the wine, and talked about the interesting things of the past year to Chongjue.

Chongjue originally heard it with a smile in his eyebrows, but there was something wrong with the cold sound, as soon as he entered the god, the paws couldn't stop rubbing against the jade hanging on his neck, and after a while, Shizun's whole body began to get hot.

Chongjue: "......"

Chongjue said suddenly: "When we came here last time, that cold tea seemed to be pretty good. ”

Shizun's cultivation is monstrous, and there is rarely a chance to ask for anything from Su Hansheng, who immediately shot up when he heard it, and said: "Then you wait here, I'll buy you a bunch." ”

Chongjue originally wanted to find something to do for Su Hansheng, so that he wouldn't always touch the jade, but when he saw this, he also got up: "Then I'll ...... with you."

"No, no, no!" Su Hansheng knew that he didn't like the noise outside, so he pressed the person to sit on the chair and ran out directly, "You just stay here, I'll be back soon." ”

After speaking, a puff of smoke ran out of the Long Night Tower.

Don't sell the same things in the market every year, the cold tea of the previous year is not very popular at this time, and I finally bought a few cups after running all over the street in full swing, and I was about to go to the Long Night Building happily.

But just a few steps away, after a glance, I saw a familiar figure at the mouth of the alley not far away.

Su Hansheng stepped forward suspiciously, and finally saw the man's face clearly.

Begging Zhao?

The cold sound is confused.

After he passed the crown, didn't Qi Fu Zhao say that he wanted to meet Nishikuma, why did he suddenly come here?

Are you here to attend the Bundo Festival?

Su Hansheng was about to step forward to say hello, but he saw a look of extreme disgust on Qi Fuzhao's gentle face, and the whole person exuded an irritable and gloomy momentum.

The cold sound of footsteps paused.

It was indeed the face of the beggar, and even the scar on his neck was exactly the same as in his memory.

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p; Su Hansheng vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and quietly avoided the side.

Beggar Fu Zhao looked like he was waiting for something, and his body was full of impatience, and soon, a man in a black robe finally walked up to him in the middle of the people on the long street.

The black robe was wide, and he couldn't see whether he was a man or a woman.

After the two of them spoke a few words hastily, they walked quickly into the alley.

Su Hansheng frowned, and his fingers gently rubbed the Buddha beads on his wrists and the Sumeru mustard on his fingers, making sure that he could hide his breath and body shape, so he followed lightly.

I don t know which magic weapon is useful, and the sound of the cold is close to avoid it in the shadows not far away, and the black-robed man who is begging Showa didn't even notice it.

I saw that Qi Fu Zhao's eyebrows were cold, and he said impatiently: "...... Wise self-preservation? Do you really think the Gong family can protect you? ”

The black-robed man was silent.

Qi Fu Zhao said coldly: "The Tower of Babel is about to collapse, you, as a holy relic, will not escape at all, the phoenix bone can stand by and watch, because he has a strong backer, what about you?" ”

Su was stunned.

How did Qi Fu Zhao know about the holy relics?

Finally, the black-robed man lifted his broad hood, revealing a face that was extremely familiar.

I breathed a sigh of coldness.

Gong Hanlian.

Gong Hanlian, who was far away in the palace family, appeared in the city of Nianfang for some reason, and seemed to have a deep friendship with Begging Fu Zhao between words.

Su Hansheng finally understood - the person in front of him was not a beggar Zhao, he was taken away.

Looking at the slightly familiar tone and temperament, coupled with the fact that the art of seizing the house is only the relatives of the Fuer clan, the identity of this person is obvious - it is the dog thing that begs for Yin Yin to gouge people's eyes.

Shu Hansheng bit his fingers silently, suppressed his pounding heart, and his first reaction was to run away.

Qi Fu Zhao can hide his breath and follow him, but Qi Fu Yin, the madman who wants his eyes, can't be provoked, so he still quickly slips away, saving himself from being caught.

Qi Fu Yin's tone was extremely irritable: "The collapse of the Tower of Babel is just an illusion, you just need to follow me to the Tower of Babel, and the four holy relics will guard the formation......"

Thundered!

The thunder struck down on a dry day, and it was able to be blocked.

Qi Fu Yin was almost chopped up, and he couldn't help but scold: "Su Xuanlin! Is Tiandao your father, rushing to help him do things?! ”

The cold sound of the cat who was about to sneak away with his waist paused suddenly.

Dreaming of ...... Didn't die?

The amount of information on this short side is too huge, and the cold voice is buzzing in the brain, and I always feel that the previous generation seems to be planning something behind the scenes, begging Yin Yes, Chongjue too.

After a few years, Gong Hanlian has been able to communicate fluently and smoothly, her eyebrows and eyes are cold, and she said lightly: "The previous holy relic died in your hands." ”

Begging Yin was already angry, and when he heard this, he sneered: "Fart." ”

Gong Hanlian said: "Two thousand years ago, you were indeed the only one who survived. ”

Begging Yin said coldly: "Don't play tricks with me, if you believe this kind of, you won't come all the way here to find me - the predecessor is my senior sister, you and her temperament are the same, and you don't talk about people." ”

Gong Hanlian tilted her head, and finally chatted with him about business: "What do you want me to do?" ”

"Be a bait." Begging Yin said succinctly, "Enter the Tower of Babel, urge the formation in it, and wait for the people behind the scenes to destroy the Tower of Babel to find out, and you don't need to make a move on the rest." ”

Gong Hanlian: "Need four holy relics?" ”

"Hmm."

Gong Hanlian seemed to want to ask something, but Yin Amber's eyes suddenly shrank, and the lightning seemed to sense something, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and waved out a forest cold rune.

"Boom!"

The ten runes on his fingers had been prepared, and suddenly they burst out, turning into a streamer and colliding with the rushing runes.

With a bang, the runes exploded, turning into shattered light and falling down like snowflakes.

Shu Hansheng deliberately revealed his identity, stood out from the corner with a smile, squinted his eyes and called obediently: "Uncle, what a coincidence." ”

Beggar Yin: "......"

Qi Fu Yin's brows almost furrowed, and he coldly withdrew his hand: "What are you doing here?" Looking for death? ”

"Wronged." Su Hansheng said innocently, "I just saw Sister Hanlian and came to say hello - good evening, sister, do you drink cold tea?" ”

Gong Hanlian didn't have the cold appearance just now in front of Su Hansheng, she bowed her head slightly: "Hmm." ”

Su Hansheng stepped forward and handed the seven or eight cups of cold tea he bought to Gong Hanlian for a cup.

Qi Fuyin glanced at the cold tea, and said in disgust: "Hurry up and get out of here, I didn't hear it just now." ”

Su Hansheng was very well-behaved at this time, and nodded like pounding garlic when he heard this.

"Okay, okay, I'll get out right away."

Qi Fu Yin's ugly face eased at this time.

But he soon sensed something was wrong.

The body he leaned over was Qi Fu Zhao, and the two of them had seen each other almost every day in the school palace in the past few years, and they were close friends and friends, and they had a deep relationship.

Why did he find out at this time that he had used the "Forbidden Technique", but he didn't come up to shout and shout to kill, and he called his uncle sweetly?

This little rabbit cub, has he changed sex?

Just when Begging Yin hesitated, Su Hansheng, who was about to turn away, gently stroked his hand on Sumeru mustard by means of a sideways cover-up action.

Ninety-nine bone chains.

Bang——!

In the next moment, the pupils of the begging Yin spread suddenly, and an illusory snow-white bone chain emerged from the meridians of his limbs, and he didn't know who was manipulating, and suddenly drove his body to slam into the wall on the side.

Begging Yin was directly bound to the wall by the bone chain, deeply embedded in a humanoid mark, and couldn't even move his fingers.

"You!" The pupils of the beggar Yin seemed to be on fire, "Xiao Xiao——! Do you want to die?! ”

Su Hansheng was also testing whether this Sumeru mustard could control the chain on Qi Fu Yin's body, but he didn't expect it to be as useful as Chongjue.

It seems that his cheap dad can still be used for two purposes.

He is worthy of being an immortal.

Su Hansheng's heart was beating rapidly, but his face was not visible at all, he wiped the sweat from the corners of his forehead, and said calmly: "Why is my uncle so angry? My nephew is so promising, shouldn't my uncle be relieved and praise me fiercely? ”

Beggar Yin: "......": ,,.