Xianzun is Collapsing Every Day

They stayed in the cell for three days at a time.

Suixing is still calm, anyway, he always stays on Yinqing Mountain, and it is no different from here. Xiaoyou was so bored that she panicked. Apart from playing with Feifei, she could only occasionally chat with Mu Chuihan.

"How long will it take us to go out?" Xiaoyou lengthened her voice, it's been really boring these days.

The old **** Mu Chuihan was there: "It's been two days."

"Don't believe him." Suixing kindly reminded him that the sun came out from the west if his master could have a word in his mouth.

"Xingxing." Mu Chuihan rolled his eyes and smiled at him: "Don't always criticize me."

He turned to look at Ye Tingjiang, who was meditating quietly, and said with a smile, "Look at Lord Tingyun, his silence is the best support for me."

Fei Fei stepped in: "I think Ting Yun-Jun is also very boring, but I just don't want to demolish your stage."

"How come?" Mu Chuihan smiled and said, "Even if Tingyun-Jun is bored, it's because you are here."

He paused and smiled meaningfully towards Ye Tingjiang: "How can he still be bored if we just wink at Demon Lord Gui Tu and arrange for Xianjun and I to have a separate room?"

Ye Tingjiang meditated slightly, opened his eyes, but did not look in the direction of Mu Chuihan very seriously.

Suixing simply turned her back and meditated like Ye Tingjiang. At first he was shocked when he heard such words, but it turns out that habit is really a terrible thing, and now Suixing can turn a deaf ear, pretending that his master didn't say anything just now.

The only one who cheers is Xiaoyou. He smiled awkwardly: "It's us who disturbed the master and ... mistress."

He didn't do it on purpose, he could only blame Gui Tu.

Mu Chuihan was very at ease: "Don't disturb, don't disturb."

He leaned against Ye Tingjiang softly: "Xianjun, in fact, there is nothing we dare not do in public, right?"

In private, they can do this at most, and the next step depends on Ye Tingjiang's mood. Anyway, Mu Chuihan didn't dare to think about it.

Ye Tingjiang trembled. He slowly stretched out his hand to straighten Mu Chuihan's whole body, and when he saw him sitting upright beside him, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Be careful what you say and what you do."

Thanks to Ye Tingjiang's reaction, as soon as he finished speaking, someone opened the door of the cell and said to Mu Chuihan, "The devil has a request."

These words are a lot more polite than when they were arrested at the beginning. Mu Chuihan immediately smiled smugly at the other people. He slowly adjusted his robes and put on an air: "Is this how your devils treat guests?"

Mo Xiu outside the door could not bear his attitude, but recalling Gui Tu's order, he could only respectfully say: "The Demon Lord wants to see you. We will arrange a separate room for you and these guests, and please leave."

As soon as Mu Chuihan heard that he could move the place, and his goal was achieved, he no longer embarrassed the little demon soldier, winked at Ye Tingjiang happily, and left with the person who came.

The remaining Ye Tingjiang and the others were obviously treated as distinguished guests, and were invited to the vacant room in the side hall all the way. And this time the treatment has risen extremely obviously, one person is one room, even Fei Fei has been assigned his own place.

A demon cultivator pointed to the room next to Ye Tingjiang: "This is the residence prepared for that master."

"No need." Ye Tingjiang looked at the room and remembered what Mu Chuihan had just said. He didn't know if he had been infected by demonic energy, but he even said, "He lives with me."

"Ah!" The magic cultivator was startled. But then he thought that this is the distinguished guest of the Demon Lord, and his behavior is not something he can ask, so he immediately put away his expression: "Okay, okay, you are free."

He hastened to go.

Tsukuyoshi watched the whole process beside him. He took a deep breath, as if making a great determination: "Are you serious?"

Ye Tingjiang was a little surprised. After all, after returning from Mu Chuihan in this capacity, Suixing didn't like to talk to him very much. He didn't expect to hear such an inquiry this time.

He turned his head to look at Suixing, and nodded very solemnly.

Ye Tingjiang is like this, but whatever he believes, there is no such thing as "not serious".

"That's good." When Mu Chuihan was away, it was rare for Suixing to find the opportunity to say these words: "Don't look at my master's usual rambunctiousness, in fact, he is also very serious about you..."

In the hundreds of years of hidden Qingshan, Ye Tingjiang was the only person who walked into Mu Chuihan's life.

Suixing reminisced about the past, while rambled about the situation when Mu Fhuihan returned to his original body.

Ye Tingjiang couldn't help but shuddered when he heard that he had been in a coma for five days.

"So don't blame him for lying to you." Suixing sighed, as if entrusting the unmarried little girl in the family, a teenager's face full of worry that does not belong to this age, old-fashioned: "Although he is a young girl I didn't have any good ideas at first, but then... I must have liked you very much."

He likes it so much that he can put his life-soul sword aside.

Tsukishoshi said with a heartache.

"I understand." Ye Tingjiang also assured: "I will treat him well."

"Also," Suixing couldn't hold back as soon as he turned the switch: "He is very supportive and likes jewels. In fact, it doesn't need to be a high-quality spiritual tool or anything, as long as it is a wealthy thing in the world. very good…"

"He still loves spicy food, and he always makes Yinqing Mountain smoky, saying that he is looking for the smell of fireworks in the world..."

Suixing continued to speak one by one, and Ye Tingjiang listened one by one, and couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

The Mu Chuihan in Jianling's mouth was actually the appearance of Fuyan by his side.

Ye Tingjiang glanced at Zuixing, who for no reason read a sense of superiority in his eyes, and stopped what he said in shock.

Ye Tingjiang smiled faintly. He knew what Suixing said, but he had also seen Mu Chuihan who Suixing had never seen before.

For example, he always shouted coldly and acted like a spoiled child in the early morning; when he was practicing swordsmanship, he was exhausted, just to pretend that he would not let Ye Tingjiang teach it again...

Although he recalled it now, Ye Tingjiang realized that he had become Mu Chuihan's gamer. But I have to say, he was happy.

On the other side, Mu Chuihan didn't know that his sword spirit had arranged so many things, and he was pointing at Gui Tu with hatred: "Oh, why don't you understand such a simple truth? In order to advance and retreat to advance, you have to make Bai Jing anxious to make you happy?"

Gui Tu sat upright on the seat, like a student obediently listening to the instructions, and raised his head to retort: ​​"But as soon as I retire, Master will run away."

"Fool, do you think he didn't come back?" For the first time, Mu Chuihan truly understood what it means to be a fan of the authorities.

Gui Tu had to go around in a circle and take countless detours, something that an outsider could have understood.

Gui Tu felt that he had been led away by this person, and felt that the Demon Sovereign could not hold on to his face, so he raised his tone sharply: "Presumptuous, how dare you disrespect this seat!"

Mu Chuihan didn't back down at all: "I think you're also disrespectful to your master."

Gui Tu looked at him with dangerous eyes: "Who are you?"

It was strange that this person appeared in the demon world, although the method of weeping that he taught was quite effective. But Gui Tu couldn't see through his purpose, so he couldn't believe it.

"Obviously," Mu Chuihan fiddled with the silk thread on his robe with a smile, "I'm here to tie the red thread between you and Xianjun Bai Jing."

Usually, he doesn't bother to care about such things, but Gui Tu and Bai Jing obviously have feelings for each other, but it is rare for him to want to be a good person without saying it.

After all, according to the direction of the script, they will have to go through nine to eighty-one misunderstandings, plus several life and death partings, before these two can break through that layer of window paper. Mu Chuihan was anxious for them when he read the story, but now that he has the opportunity, he naturally wants to speed up the process.

"Really?" Gui Tu did not believe this statement. He had seen everyone in the Demon Realm, but he had never seen such a simple good person.

"If not, what can you do?" Mu Chuihan said leisurely, "Demon Lord, you choose."

As he expected, Gui Tu pondered for a moment, and sure enough, he said, "Go ahead, what should I do?"

Mu Chuihan thought about the future path for him: "Let him free and guard silently. Show your vulnerability in front of him, that's fine."

Gui Tu's face stiffened. Although Mu Chuihan had said so much, Gui Tu would not have been able to do it with just the words "let him free".

He couldn't bear the price of losing his master.

After falling into a demon... this desire for control is getting stronger and stronger, and it is even difficult for him to control himself.

Seeing that he was unwilling, Mu Chuihan did not insist, and instead said, "Then let me talk to Xianjun Bai Jing."

He was a middleman who was doing his best.

"Impossible." I don't know which word touched Gui Tu's pain point, a fire burst from his pupils, his eyes gradually turned red, and his voice distorted: "I understand, you are also Xiao Xiang Shizun...you Want to see him, or save him? I'll kill you!"

Mu Chuihan applauded Gui Tu's imagination. Fortunately, he didn't fight an unprepared battle: "This won't work either, it's fine, there is a faster way."

Since Gui Tu was out of control, he couldn't listen to anything he said for a moment. If Gui Tu's subordinates were here, they must have fled in all directions now.

He fell into a daze, and as soon as he shot it, corpses were scattered everywhere.

With Gui Tu's right hand hanging in the air, a magic halberd appeared in his hand, and the magic energy attacked Mu Chuihan in a violent storm.

Mu Chuihan was also taken aback by Gui Tu's lifeless style of play. He intercepted Gui Tu's offensive with a wave of spiritual power, and also waved his hand to summon Suixing.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Tingjiang found that the sword spirit who was still talking to him disappeared.

He immediately thought that it must be Mu Chuihan's call, and hurried to the devil's palace.

Forced to use his sword, he didn't know what kind of battle Mu Chuihan encountered, and he was flustered.

Mo Xiu seemed to have sensed the murderous aura and fled without a trace. When Ye Tingjiang arrived, there was no one outside the hall. He slashed open the hall door with a sword, and was supposed to rush in to help Mu Chuihan, but who knew he only took one step. , to see the scene in front of you.

The Suixing Sword was placed on Gui Tu's neck, and Mu Chuihan smiled at him: "Xianjun, it's okay, a small scene."

Ye Tingjiang: "..."

The scarlet in Gui Tu's eyes gradually receded, and Mu Chuihan politely put down the sword: "Monarch Gui Tu, don't blame me, this is the rest of the way."

Sitting at the table, Bai Jing has been restless all day for some reason.

Gui Tu last night was exceptionally abnormal, reminding him of the past for no reason.

Bai Jing's eyelids jumped, and he felt that something big would happen today.

As soon as the thought was over, there was a sound of the barrier being broken outside the park, and it seemed that more than one person broke in.

When Bai Jing ran out to look, a pure white sword light flashed across his eyes, and at the end of the sword light was Gui Tu.

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