Scum attack, does it hurt to slap the face?

Chapter 164

When the expressionless demon envoy invited Yan Qinghe into the demon palace, Yan Qinghe showed a surprised expression and could hardly believe his ears.

"The lord is waiting for you, please enter the palace quickly!"

The Demon Envoy's tone was not very friendly to the lingering Chief of the Righteous Path, but Yan Qinghe's mood at the moment was like the sky clearing up after the rain, how could he care about such a small disrespect, with a friendly smile on his face , thanked him, and then followed the magic envoy into the legendary Tianjue Demon Palace.

The famous magic palace is actually not as dark and terrifying as imagined. Yan Qinghe walked all the way, but he saw green mountains, clear water, rosy clouds, and dancing phoenixes. Among the misty clouds and mist, Yujian shuttles through it, as if in a fairyland.

All the disciples of the Devil's Palace are well-groomed, elegant, and restrained, and they are not as vicious as the world's legend says.

The tallest silver pavilion seen from a distance is the residence of Wu Ye, the Lord of the Demon Palace.

As Yan Qinghe went up with his sword, he suddenly heard a clear phoenix cry, and a white phoenix with gorgeous feathers swooped down from the top of the attic and danced around him.

Yan Qinghe recognized it as Mu Jue's mount at a glance, because he liked his piano sound, Bai Feng had a good impression of him, and was the only creature around Mu Jue who was friendly to him.

Yan Qinghe was a little sad, but also emotional, and reached out to pat Bai Feng's neck affectionately: "Little Feng, long time no see."

Bai Feng lowered his head and rubbed against Yan Qinghe's palm, flapped his wings, and chirped twice cheerfully, as if to encourage Yan Qinghe.

Yan Qinghe's heart warmed, and he smiled softly: "Don't worry, I will definitely catch up with your master."

The white phoenix was extremely spiritual, and looked at Yan Qinghe worriedly with a pair of pitch-black phoenix eyes, but it was a pity that it couldn't speak, otherwise it would definitely give Yan Qinghe some hints.

Yan Qinghe didn't know what was waiting for him in front of him. After waiting for so many days, he was finally summoned, thinking that Mu Jue had loosened up a bit.

Yan Qinghe stepped into Wuye's palace with his head full of confidence. When he saw the scene in the palace clearly, his heart was hit hard!

Wuye Demon Venerable leaned on the throne, and the black gold-painted brocade robe brought out his evil and domineering aura.Mu Jue, who was dressed in a soft white shirt, knelt obediently at his feet, like a docile cat, snuggling up to Wuye's side, with his handsome face slightly raised, looking at Wuye with pious and obsessive eyes.

Wuye tilted his head slightly, smiled evilly, and slender fingers slid over Mu Jue's soft black long hair. Mu Jue squinted his eyes contentedly like a cat, and slowly rested his head on Wuye's lap.

Although there was no verbal communication, the ambiguous and intimate atmosphere between the master and the apprentice made people feel like they had nowhere to intervene, making other people in the palace seem like decorations.

Yan Qinghe was unprepared for this scene, his eyes widened in shock, and his heart was full of turmoil.

He always thought that Mu Jue didn't accept his pursuit because he didn't understand love, but he never thought that...he would actually be with his master...

"You...you..."

Yan Qinghe's eyes were red, his handsome face showed a hint of ferocity, strong jealousy and unwillingness gnawed at his heart, he wished he could draw his sword and stab Wu Ye, and cut off his hand stroking Mu Jue's long hair!

As soon as Yan Qinghe put his hand on the Longyin Sword at his waist, Mu Jue suddenly turned his face and looked straight at him.

Sensing Mu Jue's gaze, Yan Qinghe paused when he drew his sword.

Mu Jue's eyes are so beautiful, shining like stars, shining like clear springs, however, the way he looks at himself is so cold and ruthless, like a sharp ice blade piercing into his heart, making Yan Qinghe's heart full of anger. It disappeared, leaving only a bone-chilling chill, and unprecedented despair climbed into his heart.

"A Jue..." Yan Qinghe called out with difficulty, his voice hoarse, his eyes sad, and his handsome face was full of frustration and despair.

The man who is the proud son of heaven can actually show such an expression, if his followers see it, they will definitely feel heartbroken to death, right?

However, Mu Jue remained unmoved, turned his face indifferently, and quietly fell on Wuye's lap.

Wuye glanced at Yan Qinghe indifferently, then lowered his head and asked, "Disciple, this man has been waiting for you outside the palace for many days, what are you going to do with him?"

Mu Jue frowned in annoyance, and complained: "This person has been pestering me endlessly, it's really annoying, and now he's even blocking the door, and I asked Master to deal with him for me!"

"Oh? But I heard that Yan Qinghe has a deep affection for you, do you really not care at all?"

"He has a deep affection for me, what does it have to do with me? I have nothing to do with him."

Yan Qinghe's face was pale, his eyes were ashen, and his heart seemed to be opened, bleeding profusely.

Mu Jue still felt that it was not enough, imitating the appearance of the demon pet raised in the magic palace, he bullied himself forward, tugged at Wu Ye's sleeve, and smiled uncomfortably: "Master, you know, I only have you in my heart." You, I just need to follow you."

What a deadly sword!

Yan Qinghe clutched his chest, staggered back two steps, dark red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and fell drop by drop on the azure Taoist robe, blurring a rich red.

He didn't have the courage to stay any longer, and left the Promise Hall almost as if escaping, this nightmarish place.

He is willing to let go of his self-esteem and pursue Mu Jue regardless of means, just because he believes that sincerity is the key to success, and one day Mu Jue will be moved by him.However, the reality is so cruel, the person he loves doesn't have him in his heart, yet he is willing to kneel at another man's feet submissively, looking at him full of admiration, trying to please him in every possible way.

Yan Qinghe is not without self-esteem. Although he looks gentle and refined, as the proud son of heaven, he is extremely proud in his heart.Now that he has seen the reality clearly, how can he continue to be brazen enough to hope that Mu Jue will be moved by him one day and give him a gentle look?

Watching Yan Qinghe leave in a daze, Mu Jue let out a long sigh of relief: "Phew, he actually left. I didn't expect him to give up so easily. Sure enough, the master is brilliant!"

Mu Jue rubbed his face sore from laughing, not to mention, acting is really tiring, he has never smiled so flatteringly in his life, and thinking about his performance just now, he felt a chill and got goosebumps all over his body.

Seeing his disciple's heartless appearance, Wuye almost sympathized with that unlucky Yan Qinghe, and patted him on the head helplessly: "Okay, I'm gone, you're getting better."

"Uh..." As soon as Mu Jue moved, he felt a tingling pain in his knees. After kneeling for too long, his whole calf was numb, and he almost fell forward, so he had to subconsciously tighten Wuye's brocade robe to maintain his balance.

Wuye raised his eyebrows jokingly, and leaned closer to him: "Why can't I pay you back, do I have to hug you?"

Wuye's cold face showed a disobedient gentleness, which was even more terrifying than urging Hades to order him to order. Mu Jue shuddered and got up with a quick grunt: "Master, I'm going to retreat, goodbye!"

Wuye looked at the back of Mu Jue who escaped, and said to himself: "It seems that you really forgot about him... Interesting, really interesting..."

The turmoil subsided, Tianjue Palace returned to calm, and Mu Jue practiced in seclusion.

Yan Qinghe returned to the Xuanqing Immortal Sect in a state of despair, because he made a lot of trouble outside, and he took the initiative to pursue a demon cultivator, which became known to the world, but he was finally rejected by others. Zunpu went to think about the cliff and face the wall.

It is said that he is facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes, but it is actually protecting him in disguise. His master master hopes that he can calm down and repent, cultivate immortality and Taoism well, and stop being distracted by evil fate.

However, love, for some people, is like an impenetrable magic barrier, and it is not something that can be forgotten just by forgetting it.

Yan Qinghe made up his mind, wanted to forget about Mu Jue, completely erase the imprint he left in his heart, and act as if he had never known him.

He almost thought that he had succeeded, and for a long time after that, he never thought of Mu Jue again.

Yan Qinghe was originally an immortal cultivator. With his hard work, his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, and he soon entered the Nascent Soul Stage Dzogchen.

At this time, Mu Jue had already broken through the Nascent Soul Stage and entered the Spirit Transformation Stage. Naturally, Yan Qinghe was not to be outdone. Even if he no longer regarded Mu Jue as his Taoist companion, he did not want to lose to him in terms of cultivation.

Yan Qinghe took a deep breath in his heart, forcibly broke through the realm, and hit the stage of transforming gods.

Originally, with the strength of Yan Qinghe's Yuanying stage Dzogchen, coupled with the assistance of Xuanqing Xianmen's sufficient elixir and elixir, it is absolutely safe to hit the transformation stage.

The Heavenly Tribulation landed as scheduled, but at the most critical moment, the figure of Mu Jue, who hadn't appeared for a long time, suddenly appeared, lingering in front of his eyes.

Yan Qinghe's clear sea of ​​consciousness fell into chaos, his spiritual energy could not be condensed, and his body-protecting true energy was instantly scattered. He could only watch helplessly as the lightning strikes his chest.

The piercing pain tore his nerves, the pain that even shattered his soul. Suddenly, the clouds and mists in the chaos dispersed, spreading out scenes that seemed familiar...

There are ten thousand hectares of lotus ponds, green lotus covering the sky and the sun, pink lotus standing gracefully, and the breeze slowly sending the elegant lotus fragrance.

On the trestle bridge in the lotus pond, there stands a fairy in plain clothes, who is full of elegance just by looking at his back.

"Lord Nine Lotus—"

Hearing someone calling, Xianjun slowly turned his head.

Yan Qinghe was surprised to find that this fairy was born just like Mu Jue, with black hair and black pupils, icy muscles and bones, pure and beautiful, and a nine-petaled heavy lotus on his forehead, which was about to drip.

It's just that Jiulian Qingjun is not as cold and ruthless as Mu Jue. He looked at the visitor and smiled softly, with gentle affection blooming in his eyes as bright as stars.

"Prince Dongming, you're here..."

Yan Qinghe looked in the direction of his gaze, and a pale blue figure appeared on the other side of the trestle bridge.And this Prince Dongming actually looks exactly like himself.

Prince Dongming approached with a smile, Junjun Jiulianqing blushed slightly, looked deeply at Prince Dongming, and took the initiative to hold his arm.Prince Dongming lowered his eyes slightly, lowered his head and placed a soft kiss on his forehead.

The breeze blows, the pond is full of lotus fragrance, and the clear water reflects a pair of bi people cuddling together...

The fog gathered in front of my eyes, and then dispersed again, and the picture changed suddenly.

In the Palace of Yutian, Lord Jiulianqing knelt quietly in front of the Emperor's Seat,

"Jiulian, as an immortal, you dare to seduce the crown prince by moving the hearts of ordinary people?"

The majestic and majestic voice of the Emperor of Heaven echoed in the temple, Jiulian Qingjun lowered his head silently, revealing a section of his snow-white neck.

"Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, I am the one who is tempted by the world, and the crime is unforgivable, but please punish me alone, and don't hurt others."

Although Lord Jiulianqing admitted his mistake, his expression showed no regrets.

The Emperor of Heaven seemed to sigh: "With your crimes, you should have gone to Zhuxiantai, but I think you are a first-time offender, so I can give you a chance to redeem your merits."

At that time, there was a war between the fairy world and the demons. Although Jiulian Qingjun was a member of the fairy world, he was half of the blood of the demons. The emperor ordered him to pretend to betray the fairy world and join the demons.

Jiulian Qingjun was ordered by the Emperor of Heaven to go undercover to the Demon Race. Because the matter was confidential, the Emperor of Heaven ordered him not to disclose it to anyone.

Prince Dongming was very angry when he learned that his beloved had betrayed the fairy world without saying a word, and was willing to degenerate with the demons.

As the son of the Emperor of Heaven, he was already proud and arrogant, with no dust in his eyes.Jiulian Qingjun worked hard and pursued hard, so that he was tempted and fell in love with him, and accepted his feelings.

Just when the love was strong, the lover suddenly betrayed and fled. Prince Dongming hated and was angry, and rushed to the Demon Realm himself to take Jiulian Qingjun back.However, Lord Jiulianqing could not tell him the truth, nor would he go back to the heaven with him, so the misunderstanding between the two became deeper and deeper.

The battle between immortals and demons is intensifying, with blood flowing like rivers and people dying.After hundreds of years of fierce fighting, the critical moment of the decisive battle has finally come.

After hundreds of years of fighting, Prince Dongming, who is extremely powerful, has become the leader of the heavenly world, and Jiulian has also emerged in the demon world, gained the trust of the demon king, became his confidant, and was named Jiulian Demon Lord, Accompanied by the demon king.

At the moment of the decisive battle, the best of both sides, the Demon Lord and the Prince Dongming confronted each other head-on. After three days of fierce fighting, the mountains and rivers changed color, and the sun and the moon dimmed.

Although Prince Dongming's mana is pure and pure, but after all, he was born 3 years later than the demon king, and gradually showed his weakness.

At this moment, Jiu Lian suddenly made a move and attacked the Demon Lord from behind.

Unexpectedly, the demon king was successfully attacked by Jiulian. Prince Dongming took the opportunity to attack, and the Dragon Chanting Sword pierced his chest.

However, the centipede is dead but not stiff, and the demon king crazily counterattacked before he died. With the intention of dying with Prince Dongming, he did not hesitate to shatter the primordial spirit, and used an extremely vicious trick.

Seeing that Prince Dongming was about to be dragged into the boundless abyss by the demon king, he heard Jiu Lian scream, and his whole body turned into a white shadow, standing in front of Prince Dongming, blocking the demon king's fatal blow for him.

"Ah Jue, don't—" Prince Dongming called out sadly.

Lord Jiulianqing looked back, took a deep look at Prince Dongming, and showed a magnificent smile. Then, his figure gradually faded away, and disappeared after a while, and there was no trace left.

Only then did Prince Dongming understand that Lord Jiulianqing had not betrayed him, he still loved him deeply, and would rather die than get hurt, but it was too late for Dongming to repent.

The demon king's death blow was extremely domineering and vicious, which destroyed Jiulian Qingjun's immortal roots and scattered his soul.

Prince Dongming endured remorse and heartache, worked hard, traveled all over the world, and pieced together Mu Jue's soul bit by bit.

The Emperor of Heaven probably also felt guilty, and gave Prince Dongming the sacred object of the heavenly realm, the soul-nourishing lamp.Prince Dongming spent 3000 years cultivating his soul, allowing Jiulian's remnant soul to slowly gather into shape.

Unexpectedly, there was another moth at this time. Prince Dongming had been guarding the soul-raising lamp, but something went wrong in the heaven that day.

The white fox and the white phoenix raised in the imperial garden suddenly started fighting for some reason. The birds and beasts in the heavenly realm had been raised for tens of thousands of years, and all of them had extraordinary mana. Fighting was quite a headache, and Prince Dongming had to deal with it.

Since Prince Dongming met Jiulian Qingjun, he has never accepted other people. However, Jiulian Qingjun has been asleep for 3000 years, and there are always some people who are lucky and have a heart for Prince Dongming.

Tianhou was worried that her son would be left unattended, so she gave him the most powerful Xian'e Ziyu around her.Because it was bestowed by his mother, Prince Dongming treated Ziyu very kindly.

Gradually, Ziyu developed feelings for Prince Dongming, and saw that there was no one around him, just guarding the soul-raising lamp day and night, often pouring out his affection to the soul-raising lamp, and shed tears when he was emotional.

Ziyu was jealous, and while Prince Dongming was out to deal with disputes, she stole the Soul Cultivation Lamp and threw it into the Xingxiu Sea.She self-righteously thought that as long as Jiulian Qingjun's remnant soul was destroyed, Prince Dongming would get rid of his obsession with him, and she would have a chance to rise to power.

Prince Dongming soon discovered the truth, and in a fit of rage, he severed Ziyu's immortal roots with a single sword.

And the white fox and white phoenix who caused the accident were also punished, demoted to the mortal world, and experienced the pain of reincarnation.

However, even though Ziyu was dealt with severely, Jiulian Qingjun's soul still left the upper realm through Xingxiu Sea.

The other end of Xingxiu Sea is connected to the human world. Fortunately, there is a soul-raising lamp to protect the soul. Jiulian Qingjun's soul is already complete. After falling into the mortal world, he was reincarnated as Mu Jue.

The white and fat little Mujue fell to the ground, and Prince Dongming couldn't wait to ask the Heavenly Emperor to find him in the mortal world.

The Emperor of Heaven was reluctant to agree at first, but he couldn't bear the begging of the Crown Prince Dongming. In the end, even the Queen of Heaven couldn't see her, and she helped intercede, so the Emperor of Heaven reluctantly nodded and posed a problem for him: after reincarnation, Both of them will lose the memories of their previous lives. If this is the case, they can still meet and love each other, and cultivate immortality and ascend together, then the Emperor of Heaven will not stop them from being together.

One day in the sky, a hundred years in the world.

When Prince Dongming was reincarnated, Mu Jue was already a hundred years old, and he joined the Wuye Sect and became a demon cultivator.Prince Dongming was selected into the Xuanqing Immortal Sect and became an orthodox sword cultivator.

This Wuye actually has a lot of background, Mu Jue's mother is a demon, and Wuye is Mu Jue's mother's younger brother, also Mu Jue's uncle.

In the previous battle between immortals and demons, Wuye was defeated by the Heavenly Emperor, had conflicts with the Demon Lord, and finally left the Demon Realm in a fit of anger.In the second battle between immortals and demons, Wuye actually helped the immortal world a lot secretly.Therefore, although he is a demon, he is allowed to enter and leave the Heavenly Palace freely, and the Emperor of Heaven treats him like a guest of honor.

Although the demons are very indifferent to family affection, Wuye is very considerate of Jiulian Qingjun. Later, when he learned that Jiulian was plotted against, his soul fell into the mortal world and was reincarnated as a human, he followed secretly.

He is the only person who knows about the entanglement between Jiulian and Dongming in the previous life, but the secret must not be revealed, nor can he speak out to wake them up.In his heart, he secretly held his breath for Jiulian, wishing to torment this mighty son of the Emperor of Heaven severely.

Therefore, Wuye deliberately gave Mu Jue a trick, making Yan Qinghe mistakenly think that Mu Jue loved someone else in his heart, and left heartbroken.Unexpectedly, because of this, Yan Qinghe developed a heart demon, and became obsessed during the crossing of the catastrophe, so that his achievements were defeated.

The fog gradually dissipated, and Yan Qinghe finally understood his past and present lives.

It turns out that this life of mine is for redemption.

The so-called lonely life is his punishment, and it is also a love calamity that he must go through.But A Jue, no matter what, I don't regret coming to you...

Yan Qinghe smiled in relief, and slowly closed his eyes. Countless thunderstorms fell, and his soul orb shattered into seven pieces, flying into another time and space...