It's a bolt from the blue, but that's it.

Although Chongjue had seen Su Hansheng and Qi Jianyi's Geng post unpleasantly before, he never thought that he was still thinking about Geng post when he was drunk and crazy.

This Geng post looks like Chongjue's own hands - his drunken hands are quite steady, the handwriting is sprinkled with iron and silver hooks, and there are a few rubbed ink marks on it.

Chongjue held his forehead and almost "drunk" again.

Geng Ti was already in his hand, even if he fainted eight hundred times, he couldn't turn back time and space, Chongjue quickly stabilized his mind and went to look for Su Hansheng with a calm face.

Normally, at this time, the cold sound should still be snoring.

Chongjue Yufeng went to the door of the Hanmang Garden, and his consciousness wandered slightly in "You have to be polite, buckle the door" and "The number of the courtesy, what do you have to worry about", and then pushed open the door of the Hanmangyuan, and strode in without treating yourself as an outsider.

Su Xuanlin had just finished drinking a jar of wine slowly, and was about to go to Chongjue when he saw that the main owner had come to the door, and immediately hummed and laughed.

"What a coincidence that you're here, I'm going to look for you."

Chongjue ignored him, and walked into the house quickly and swept around.

The cold sound is not there?

Chongjue frowned, and came out to ask Su Xuanlin: "Where is Xiao Xiao?" ”

"Don't ask about that just yet." Su Xuan said, "Tell me if you came to Xiao Xiao last night?" Xiao Xiao said that you use spiritual power to ...... with him What's the matter, you explain this to me today. ”

Chongjue himself didn't have any memory of being drunk last night, so he told him which way to tell him clearly, and asked again.

"Where did Xiao Xiao go?"

Shu Xuanlin said casually: "I was dragged to Infernal Prison by Ah Yin to play, but he is very measured now and will not ...... anymore Ay! Chongjue! ”

Hearing the words "Infernal Prison", Chongjue's expression changed, and he immediately summoned the formation to rush to the Infernal Prison, but Su Xuanlin didn't have time to stop him.

Su Hansheng suffered so much in the Infernal Prison in his previous life......

Chongjue's evil thoughts have been fused, and his memory is naturally gradually recovering, he was always thinking about the loss of memory in the cold sound before, and he didn't have time to think about it, but now he suddenly remembered it, and the memories suddenly came like a sea of mountains.

Chongjue's face was full of misery.

Most of the hardships that Su Hansheng endured in Infernal Prison came from himself.

Evil thoughts are not restrained by good thoughts, the whole person directly releases the five poisons and six thoughts, without half a point of convergence, and at the first glance when he sees Su Hansheng, he covets the beauty of other people's children, and it really takes not long for him to be abducted into bed as Su Hansheng said before.

Chongjue's face was ugly and ashamed, and he couldn't wait to let Su Xuanlin drag out the evil thoughts again, and beat him hard.

It's too non-personnel.

Chongjue didn't dare to recall those memories anymore, quickly recited a few Buddhist scriptures to suppress the evil thoughts, and went to the Infernal Prison with an expressionless face.

The Infernal Prison is as dark as in memory, and there is killing and blood everywhere, but I don't know if it is begging Yin to rectify it, but there are not many evil beasts that kill each other when the divine sense is swept away.

Chongjue accurately relied on the Buddha beads on Su Hansheng's wrist to find his location, and his spiritual power teleported to the residence of Begging Yin in an instant.

There was a layer of enchantment full of runes in the begging residence, Chongjue was too lazy to solve the formation, and directly forcibly smashed it with spiritual power, and when he rushed in, he saw the scene in front of him, and his eyes instantly turned cold.

The sound of the cold was indeed here, but at this time he was being pressed by the beggar Yin on the small case next to him, his limbs fluttering wildly, and he was still shouting something with a whimper in his mouth.

Qi Fu Yin's face was gloomy, and one hand pressed on the side of Su Hansheng's eyes, as if gouging out his eyes.

If Chongjue used to act and speak and still need to think, but now the evil thoughts were instantly led out by instinct, and a cold anger appeared in the always docile eyebrows.

The demon pestle appeared in the palm of his hand in an instant, and with the overwhelming killing intent of the Mahayana period, it struck over.

"Bang ——!"

Before Qi Fu Yin could react, there was a cracking sound from the protective body ban around him, and the whole person flew out directly sideways, slamming into the wall not far away, and sinking into it leaving only a big humanoid mark.

Beggar Yin: "......"

Su Hansheng: "? ”

With such a strong killing intent, and the cold sound that was extremely far away from the begging Yin, he didn't even hurt his hair in the slightest, he covered one eye blankly, and turned his head to look blankly.

Chongjue was full of monstrous murderous intent, his eyes were cold like the impermanence of asking for his life, and the demon pestle in his hand was full of murderous aura, and even the Buddha beads could not suppress his desire to kill.

This is the first time that Chongjue has shown such a strong evil intent and anger after the fusion of evil thoughts.

Su Hansheng seemed to be frightened: "Uncle, uncle? ”

Chongjue's eyes looked at him coldly, and the killing intent brewing in his eyes seemed to be restrained for a moment, and he beckoned to him, his tone was a little cold because the killing intent had not dissipated.

"Xiao Xiao, come."

Su Hansheng's face was full of tears, and he got up with a whimper and staggered to Chongjue's side, his right hand always covering his right eye, looking pitiful as if he had been bullied.

Chongjue saw him crying like this, took a breath gently, as if he had been stripped of his heart, held the side face of Su Hansheng, and tried to lower his voice as much as possible: "Does it hurt?" Don't be afraid, I'm here. ”

Su Hansheng's voice was full of crying: "Kindly, he, he took my ......"

Qi Fu Yin just came out of the ruins in a rage, and roared with a disgraced face: "Wen Jingyu! Your uncle's! There is even a face to strike first...... Not! ”

Before the angry words were finished, Chongjue's Demon Pestle directly struck down, mercilessly slashing at him!

Chongjue's face was expressionless, almost with a ruthless hand that wanted to break the bones of the beggar, and he said indifferently: "I said, don't hit him in the eye again." ”

Beggar Yin: "......"

The prohibition of Qi Fu Yin's body was almost shattered, and his spiritual power exploded around his body as if he was setting off fireworks.

I can take it

Those who were unscathed by a blow in the Mahayana period were only begging for Yin.

Qi Fu Yin wiped his face fiercely, and everyone was stunned, and scolded angrily: "Are you sick?!" Who hit him in the eye for the idea...... Dream Lantern Festival! Speak! ”

Chongjue still looked at him coldly.

Su Hansheng was still sobbing, covering one eye and said, "He...... He hit me in the eye. ”

Chongjue sneered, and hit the demon pestle again, intending to avenge Su Hansheng.

Begging Yin slammed into the ruins again without saying a word.

The prohibition of this body was all shattered, and sparks flew everywhere.

Qi Fu Yin was almost beaten to death, struggling and scolding: "Your uncle, this matter is not over......"

Chongjue was just about to raise his hand to give him another pestle, when he suddenly realized the words of the cold sound.

What do you mean by "punching me in the eye"?

Su Hansheng was still covering his right eye, Chongjue frowned and turned back, and gently coaxed Shu Hansheng to move his hand away.

I saw that the right eye that had been so good seemed to have been punched, and there was already a circle of bruises, and the tears were still falling down due to pain, but the amber pupils were intact.

Chongjue vaguely understood that he seemed to have misunderstood something, frowned and gently rubbed his eyes for the cold sound, and said softly: "It doesn't hurt, it'll be fine later." ”

The spiritual power slowly covered the right eye that was painful from the cold sound, and soon the real pain dissipated.

Su Hansheng wiped his tears indiscriminately: "Thank you, uncle." ”

Chongjue helped him wipe his tears and asked gently, "You just said that he ...... What took you away? ”

"He said it was Gengti." Su Hansheng said aggrievedly, "As for the red book you made with your own hands, I want to grab it back, and he gave me a look with his elbow." ”

Chongjue: "............"

Chongjue was silent for a bit long this time.

Qi Fu Yin had already gotten up from the ruins again with his dying breath, bit his fingers fiercely and began to draw a formation, each stroke with the hatred of wanting to peel Chongjue's skin and bones, and the whole person looked at it and didn't know if it was stimulated, and they were all crazy.

"I'll tell you if you're dead, I'll bring Su Xuanlin here, vomit, cough, cough, if he knows that you dare to coax his son to set a Geng post in private, he will definitely kill you, hahaha It's a dog-eat-dog show! They all have to die! All have to die! ”

Chongjue: "......"

Seeing that Qi Fu Yin was about to draw the formation with one stroke, Chongjue's eyes quickly waved his hand, and it was wiped in an instant.

Begging Yin: "! ”

I'll kill you!

Chongjue looked at Begging Yin in silence for a long time, and began to think about whether he wanted to "kill people and kill people".

Su Hansheng roughly understood what he meant, and after hesitation, he stepped forward and helped Qi Fu Yin up from the ground.

"Uncle isn't hurt, is he?"

The protective prohibition of Qi Fu Yin was shattered, and his internal organs were almost upside down by the coercion of the Mahayana period.

"You have the ability to kill me, otherwise this matter will be discovered sooner or later!"

Su Hansheng hurriedly hugged his waist and stopped him: "Uncle! ”

"It's useless for you to call your uncle!"

Between the two of them pulling and pulling, Qi Fu Yin inadvertently hit Shu Hansheng's left eye with an elbow as just now.

Now the two eyes are complete.

Good things come in pairs.

Su Han screamed bitterly: "Ah! ”

Chongjue didn't expect that he could accidentally hurt Su Hansheng like this, so he quickly dragged him back and held him in his arms to investigate the injury.

After Qi Fu Yin accidentally injured the cold sound for the first time, his anger suddenly subsided, but he really couldn't swallow this breath, and he couldn't go down in his heart, and his eyes were red with pain.

Chong Jue frowned and eliminated Su Hansheng's injury, and looked at Qi Fu Yin coldly: "After Xiao Xiao recovers his memory, I will tell Xuan Lin everything, and you don't need to do anything else." ”

Beggar Yin beat his chest with a cruel smile: "Then I am Uncle Xiao Xiao, how are you going to give me an explanation?!" ”

Chongjue thought for a while: "You and I will beat me?" ”

Beggar Yin: "......"

If he can beat it, will he let Su Xuan come when he says cruel words?!

In the Cold Garden.

Su Xuanlin sneezed violently, always feeling that someone was scolding him behind his back.

Chongjue didn't say hello and went to Infernal Prison, that energy was more attentive than his own father, even if he was big-hearted, he was finally awakened by this series of abnormalities.

It seems to be true...... There's something wrong.

Chongjue is an uncle, why do you always come to Xiao Xiao, a junior?

Could it really be adulterous?

Su Xuanlin shuddered, recalling the posture of Xie Zhizhi angrily pointing at him to go to bed to catch the rape yesterday, and hesitated to walk into the room where Su Hansheng was.

Since the sound of the cold is no longer afraid of the light, the bed curtain is no longer scattered all day, and at a casual glance, Su Xuanlin saw the brocade quilt on the bed and the pillows were placed messily.

Su Xuanlin stepped forward and pulled the corner of the brocade quilt at will.

He didn't have much hope, but as soon as he moved, he felt something suddenly roll out of the messy brocade quilt, and it landed on his lap just as he fell.

Su Xuanlin didn't know why, and after picking up that thing, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

It turned out to be the photo bead that couldn't be found yesterday?

Wrong.

Su Xuanlin pinched the photo bead that was still in operation, and frowned fiercely.

How could this thing be on the bed of the cold sound? ：，m..，.