"My apprentice is clever and respects his elders. What’s his dissatisfaction? He wants to be enemies again and again."
"Bai Er is kind and would rather hide and cry secretly than hide and plead for him."
"It’s annoying that he runs amok."
Lu Changyuan was dissatisfied with his great achievement in kendo and the sword Sect Yuanying Zhenjun, who should have been bent on asking for a sword to build a road as soon as possible, but was stumped by Xiao Jing.
Think of master’s inexplicable arrival. Who told him that it was Xiao Jing?
When he did something wrong, he moved out of the master for fear of being punished.
"Hum, he’s getting better in mind and complaining to the master."
If he had a conscience, he shouldn’t bother master and worry his old man.
"Are you Xiao Jing calling for a real man with Dan?"
Liu Changyuan hum a smile and sink a way: "Who else but him?"
Old Liang said, "I sent a message to Han Dan."
Lu Changyuan’s pupils contracted and he knew the sea image. He was hit by a hammer on his chest and frowned and asked, "What?"
"Xiao Jing is obsessed. I can’t think of a better person to keep him awake except Dan."
The night is as cool as water and the moonlight is as ice.
Lu Changyuan was in a trance, and his heart sank like an iron fist. He couldn’t understand his meaning and asked, "Will he be possessed?"
Good to be possessed?
They are decent leaders. Since ancient times, evil spirits have been at odds with each other. Is it possible that his skill has soared and he has changed to the magic door spell?
"Ridiculous! He’s so messed up!" It’s a great shame that the real sword Sect then became a magic cultivation!
Lu Changyuan was livid and cold. "If he is possessed, I will not forgive him!"
"So you’re going to kill him?" Cool old tone light woke up, "he didn’t get possessed until he killed you."
Lu Changyuan was shocked and lost his way. "This is impossible!"
Cool old sighed and recalled the past.
At that time, they went to encircle the magic practice, but they were ambushed. They fought bloody battles all their lives.
At this time, a frenzied monk hid in the dark and took advantage of the heterodox secret method to attack Lu Changyuan with the intention of destroying his whole body.
At the critical moment, Xiao Jing stepped forward to rescue him and was hit hard. Then he was damaged and stopped, and was haunted by demons.
Lu Changyuan retorted incredulously, "It’s been a long time."
Old Liang nodded and said, "Yes, he has been tortured for a long time for several years."
"How?"
Lu Changyuan knew very well that he had killed many evil spirits, and the crooked monks hated him to the marrow.
The blow was not to kill him, but to destroy his Taoist heart and sword heart, and to make people become possessed step by step in despair and wailing, becoming the kind of monk he hates most.
When Xiao Jinggang was injured, he was in pain and Liu Changyuan was worried.
Later they returned to Zongmen.
Xiao Jing’s injury has gradually healed, and he no longer cries pain and practices again.
Everything has passed, and now why is there a storm?
Old Liang shook his head and sighed regretfully. "He hasn’t been well injured. Elder Zongmen has seen it, so he can’t drag it on."
"If you know?"
Liang Lao said faintly that "this matter is well known to all his disciples."
It is never a secret that the foundation of violet is damaged.
Liu Changyuan’s breath is beating wildly.
"I wandered around the other day and just came outside his abode of fairies and immortals to see him suffering from demons."
"Your teacher younger brother is also cruel." Old Liang recalled the past and sighed again and again. "All the pains were secretly endured after your words."
A flash of thunder pierced Lu Changyuan’s knowledge of the sea, and a wisp of dusty memory came to mind.
For some time after Xiao Jing was injured, this excuse often pestered him to keep Bai Er out of the abode of fairies and immortals in an attempt to occupy him.
However, Lu Changyuan was overwhelmed and said coldly, "Don’t shout pain, I’m upset."
"Brother, don’t you feel bad for me?"
Liu Changyuan said impatiently, "I will love you if you shut up."
Since then, Xiao Jing has stopped shouting pain.
Gradually, Lu Changyuan’s injury has already healed. After all, there are good pills and unborn medical repairs in Zongmen.
Lu Changyuan fell into an ice cave, his whole body was stiff with cold, his heart shrank and his breathing ached.
For a long time he moved his cold thin lips. "He can say …"
"What did you say?" Cold old man hit the nail on the head and said, "Do you believe what he said?"
Lu Changyuan’s throat is tight and stubborn. "I won’t look at him if he doesn’t pester me to talk well."
Old Liang sighed, "You … are pure yang."
In this world, I’m afraid there is a cool old man besides Dan. I know Xiao Jing is a pure yin body, and the top furnace tripod will hurt myself if the yin flourishes and the yang declines.
Unexpectedly, he was seriously injured by magic practice, and the foundation of imbalance between Yin and Yang was damaged, so it was difficult to be cured by Dan medicine.
When he was near Lu Changyuan, his pure yin constitution was reconciled, but it was better if he could not recover.
However, their grievances are cold and old, and they don’t want to interfere too much. After all, their astrology is blinded by the secret.

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