Villain: Before Dying, He Forcibly Kissed The Master

Out of the spiritual world.

Su Jie and Leng Wushuang flew together on Yunzhonghe to the southern border, Qingyun City.

"Deacon Leng has followed me all the way to the Southern Territory since I left the Northern Territory and said goodbye to Master. The journey is long, boring and boring. Thank you for your hard work."

Su Jue looked at the stunning beauty sitting side by side and smiled slightly.

Long before departure, he had proposed that Leng Wushuang return to the Heavenly Palace in the spiritual world and concentrate on his cultivation.

Unexpectedly, Leng Wushuang actually refused, come on.

‘After so long, if Emperor Cheng only needed hard training, I would have jumped over the dragon gate long ago. ’

Hearing this, Su Jue couldn't help but sigh at Leng Wushuang's character.

For so many years, Leng Wushuang has been practicing hard. Such perseverance and tenacity are definitely not possessed by ordinary people.

He is a powerful person who is truly obsessed with cultivation, ever since he met Leng Wushuang.

Apart from busying yourself with your own affairs, you are also practicing cultivation. These are all visible to the naked eye.

"You kid, stop talking about these things. Become an emperor as soon as possible and lend me your understanding of the emperor."

Leng Wushuang smiled, extremely beautiful.

When Su Jue saw Leng Wushuang's smile, even though he was surrounded by beauties all day long, he couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment.

He slowly shook his head and chuckled: "I think the name Deacon Leng is particularly good!"

"Name? Mine?"

Leng Wushuang tilted his head and looked at Su Jue.

"Yes, Wushuang. Deacon Leng can't help but practice Wushuang. Even his beauty is unparalleled."

Su Jue smiled and nodded.

Leng Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and then a bright blush turned on her pretty face.

This crimson color caught Su Jue's eyes.

The beauty's pretty face is like the morning glow on the horizon, unparalleled in beauty, eye-catching and inseparable.

Before Su Jue could appreciate it for a few moments, a jade hand hit Su Jue directly on the head.

But when it comes to knocking, it’s better to talk about taking a slight tap.

Leng Wushuang snorted softly: "Don't talk nice to me, I don't do that at all."

Su Jue grinned and said, "Deacon Leng misunderstood. I am not talking sweet words. My sweet words are to praise a girl who needs to please. That time I was talking sweet words."

"I'm just complimenting Deacon Leng."

"To a girl who pleases?"

Leng Wushuang was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Am I not the one you want to please?"

Su Jue said matter-of-factly: "Yes, I don't need to please Deacon Leng, because I have a good relationship with Deacon Leng."

"..."

Leng Wushuang's eyes dimmed, are they good friends?

For some reason, when Leng Wushuang heard these words, a sense of loss spread in his heart.

This feeling of loss appeared in Leng Wushuang's heart. Even she herself was very puzzled. Why did she feel lost?

The relationship between the two is indeed relatively good friends, but it seems that this kind of relationship is not what Leng Wushuang expected in his heart.

It seems that this is the only possibility that can explain the loss.

"But didn't you say you wanted to warm me up?"

Leng Wushuang didn't know it himself, but suddenly said such a sentence.

The moment these words were spoken, Leng Wushuang regretted them, but there was no turning back.

Although she didn't know why she said this, she knew that there was absolutely no problem in following her heart, and her subconscious words were all from her heart.

Su Jie replied: "That's right, I remember this sentence. Deacon Leng has a cold nature and is a bit withdrawn. Su Jie will definitely be a good friend of Deacon Leng."

"Being someone by your side will at least make Deacon Leng smile more."

"Thank you, I don't need friends."

Leng Wushuang was speechless for a moment and said this.

"ah?"

Su Jue suddenly wondered why such a good person suddenly fell into trouble.

Just as he was about to ask, he heard Leng Wushuang say: "Send me to the Heavenly Palace."

"That......"

"Send me to heaven."

"But......"

"Send me to heaven."

"...."

Su Jue could only nod his head in confusion. Since Leng Wushuang insisted on doing this, he probably suddenly wanted to practice.

Sent Leng Wushuang into the Heavenly Palace.

Su Jue sat on the crane in the cloud and stared at the sky and clouds passing rapidly around him.

I thought about it for a long time.

Su Jue suddenly slapped his thigh, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Damn it, Deacon Leng doesn't like me, does he?"

Apart from this reason, Su Jie really couldn't think of any other reason.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have gotten into such a smooth mood.

How could he, like an idiot, not guess a woman's thoughts after he had been in love for so many years? ,

"We can't be so sure. We still need to observe slowly. If we are blindly confident, wouldn't it be pretentious and disgusting?"

"Now that the matter has come to an end, let's focus on recovering the alien fire and strive to reunite as soon as possible!"

Su Jue cheered him up, it wasn't that he didn't want to see what was going on with Leng Wushuang.

But because of Leng Wushuang's character, disturbing her at this time would only be more counterproductive.

It's better to let her digest it, talk about it again when she has time, make her happy, and then it will be solved.

...........

Within a few days, Su Jue arrived at Qingyun City.

In Qingyun City, Su Jue took a few women to tidy up, rested briefly for a few days, and then did not stay.

During this period, Leng Wushuang refused on the grounds of seclusion, which made Su Jue scratch his head and had to wait until Leng Wushuang came out to talk.

The reason why I didn't stay was because it was too troublesome in Qingyun City.

Su Jie's popularity in Qingyun City ranges from a child waiting to be fed to an old man with gray hair and vicissitudes of life.

No one knows.

The title of Qingyun Sword Immortal is really too loud.

Su Jie himself is a low-key person who does things in a low-key manner and does not like bustle and trouble. Therefore, every time Su Jie goes out on the street, he must use Taoist blessings.

Concealing one's own aura and covering one's appearance at the same time is inherently troublesome, so Su Jue did not stay in Qingyun City for long.

Instead, he came directly to the Eastern Region.

Above the border of the Eastern Region near Zhongzhou.

Under the blue sky, there was Su Jue and his party, and the snow-white figure of the crane in the cloud hung proudly high in the sky.

"The ones guarding the border of the Eastern Territory down here are your fellow seniors. Do you want to go back with them?"

Su Jue first glanced at the Taoist nuns on the wall below Yun Zhonghe, and then at Fairy Yuechan beside him.

"Su Jue, don't burn bridges by crossing the river!"

Yue Qinglian stamped her feet angrily.

"Please fairy, we haven't crossed the river at all, how can we talk about demolishing the bridge?"

Su Jue looked helpless.

Yue Qinglian looked unhappy: "If you called me out just to talk about this, then I will go back to practice."

"Wait a minute."

Su Jue stopped her, and then said: "You have outstanding talent, and you are the leader of the younger generation below me."

"But this does not mean that you are strong. Being strong means being strong in the future."

"The places I go to next are more dangerous and more extreme than the last. Even I don't know whether I will perish."

"You foolishly followed me. Aren't you afraid of death?"

Yue Qinglian didn't even think about it and shook her head: "We monks, why should we be afraid of death?"

"Confused! Why did your master raise you in vain?" Su Jue rubbed his eyebrows.

"Then are you afraid of death?"

Yue Qinglian asked rhetorically.

.......