Chapter 65 One of three strategies

Under the prestige of Gui Tu, the subordinate shivered like chaff, and hurriedly knelt down and bowed his head to the ground: “The monarch calms down his anger, calm down his anger.”

Gui Tu’s expression was dismayed: “Are you finished?”

The subordinate trembled: “No, no…”

“Why don’t you tell me soon?” Gui Tu didn’t have the time to spend any more time with this subordinate. He wished he could see Bai Jing right away to calm down his anger.

This subordinate had always been afraid of Gui Tu, but now that he was yelled at, he was even more frightened. It was extremely difficult to speak under the coercion of Gui Tu, but he did not dare to provoke anger again: “Hui Mojun, you, you are not cheap that old demon king. According to the cat demon clan , you tortured and killed the old demon king on the spot, the method was cruel, and you didn’t even leave a whole corpse behind…”

“Hahahahaha.” Gui Tu suddenly laughed arrogantly: “How can I relieve the hatred in my heart?”

In fact, Gui Tu didn’t remember the king of the cat demon clan at all, but he had killed countless people or demons, and he didn’t care at all. After listening to the subordinates, I also felt that I had indeed done this.

After all, no one? I never thought that someone would use it? He was framed for such a thing that was not on the table.

Hearing Gui Tu suddenly laughed, the subordinate was even more afraid. But after all this was reported, he hurriedly and respectfully left the magic palace, not daring to breathe, for fear that Gui Tu would laugh enough, so he took his life with a slap.

How far away from the magic palace did he finally let go of the heart that he had been holding.

At this time, Gui Tu also had already left Shicai’s Demon Temple. He walked along a winding corridor to the end, facing the wall straight through.

Separated by a wall, there is no cave.

Behind the wall is an elegant and quiet garden, the sky is bright and bright, and a golden wheel hangs high in the sky. The scenery here has swept away the depression and dullness of Guitu Demon Palace, and it even makes people feel that they are not in the realm of demons, but return to the realm of cultivating immortals.

Gui Tu didn’t stop anywhere in the garden, he walked towards the only house with a clear goal, and then opened the two wooden doors not gently.

There, a monk in white was sitting on a chair facing the door, resting his head on his hands, as if he had no energy. He was startled by the sound of the door being pushed, so he turned his head dully towards the door?

When he saw that it was Gui Tu, there was no trace of turbulence in his eyes, and he quickly turned his head away and closed his eyes again, as if he had not seen it.

“Master.” Gui Tu suppressed his anger and called out.

Bai Jing didn’t answer, and looked like he didn’t hear it.

“Master.” Gui Tu called again. Because of Bai Jing’s non-cooperation, he couldn’t hold back his anger this time, and there was a bit of a threat in his words: “Master doesn’t want to see me so much?”

Bai Jing didn’t know what this scoundrel was up to? Why did he start to go crazy again, glanced at him with cold eyes, but still didn’t speak.

Gui Tu laughed angrily: “Why, Master doesn’t even want to say anything? Did you tell me?”

“You took me back to the demon world again and again, and humiliated me in every possible way. Is there anything else to say between you and me?”

“What’s wrong here?” Gui Tu waved his sleeves and pointed at the spring in the garden: “How is this different from what we used to do?”

Bai Jing stared at the sunlight that penetrated into the room without moving, and laughed at himself: “You know, it’s not true.”

The demon world can’t see the sunlight, and without Gui Tu’s mana, everything here is only surrounded by demonic energy, and the sky is dark.

“Okay, okay…” Gui Tu laughed a few times: “Master, you hate me so much, you only like those cats and dogs!”

Bai Jing was stunned for a moment, Gui Tu’s tone sounded like he was on the verge of collapse, but in such a situation, he suddenly mentioned the inexplicable “cats, cats and dogs”, which made him at a loss.

He glanced at Gui Tu with some doubts, but what he said was accusatory: “What are you doing crazy!”

“Crazy?” Gui Tu repeated: “Yeah, I’m going crazy again. Master, you only smile at outsiders, but in front of me you always look like frost. Why, why? what?”

Bai Jing seemed to be touched by the despair in Gui Tu’s words. He was about to calm down and talk to Gui Tu, but when he saw that Gui Tu suddenly stopped smiling, he gave up and sneered: “Alright?”

He evoked a half evil smile: “Master is not willing to laugh, then I will let you cry in front of me.”

Gui Tu suddenly picked up Bai Jing by the waist and placed it on the bed with the golden quilt and jade pillow in the room.

Several demonic energy bound Bai Jing’s hands and feet, so that he could only obediently let Gui Tu move, but could not resist a little.

Gui Tu looked at Bai Jing with a furious expression and closed his eyes.

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The Demon Domain is different from the Immortal Realm. There are no inns and hotels between the markets where people can rest. Probably, no outsiders would want to visit Moyu, even if it was built, it would be useless.

These days, Mu Chuihan and Ye Tingjiang had no choice but to find an open space and build a few simple thatched huts to live in.

Ye Tingjiang didn’t do much, but Mu Chuihan was a person who valued enjoyment very much. Every day when he returned to his residence, he complained a lot.

Suixing wanted to rush up to give a lecture when he saw that he didn’t have any interest, but Xiaoyou pulled him away in time: “No, no, let’s go back and rest by ourselves.”

Mu Chuihan and Ye Tingjiang lived in a thatched hut. They came to the devil world in a hurry this time, and they didn’t bring anything good in the storage ring. Therefore, there are no comfortable beds in the thatched hut, and they are only covered with straw.

He sat cross-legged on the straw and complained, “Why doesn’t this Gui Tu know that we are going to crusade him?”

He couldn’t wait to get out of such a bad environment.

Ye Tingjiang said: “Guitu knows, how are you doing?”

Mu Chuihan smiled and said, “Three ways, which one would Xianjun want to hear?”

Ye Tingjiang was not used to playing this kind of game, so he said dryly: “You can tell it all.”

Mu Chuihan said boringly: “Okay. First, we really won Gui Tu and rescued Bai Jing. The advantage of this method is that we can replace Gui Tu to be the king in the demon world. If we really have a reputation in the demon world, we can do more easy access to their conspiracy.”

Ye Tingjiang was taken aback by his method. Ye Tingjiang came here with the intention of being a low-key undercover agent. Who knew that Mu Chuihan was thinking about ruling the devil world…

He hesitated: “This, it’s not good…”

Mu Chuihan nodded: “The shortcomings of this method are also very obvious. There is too much noise in the demon world, and Xianjun Bai Jing may not want to see such a situation.”

“Bai Jing…” Ye Tingjiang has seen the hostility of the demons towards Bai Jing these days, and now he just wants to save Bai Jing from the sea of ​​suffering: “We still have to save him.”

“Xianjun,” Mu Chuihan took a deep look at Ye Tingjiang: “If you do this, what if Bai Jing doesn’t want to?”

“How come?” Ye Tingjiang subconsciously retorted, but after speaking, even himself felt a little guilty.

Ever since he thought that Fuyan passed away, he seemed to be able to understand Bai Baijing’s complicated feelings.

Mu Chuihan smiled mysteriously: “Why not. If Bai Jing is really unwilling, wouldn’t it be best to stay under the protection of the Linxian Sect? It’s safe? Xianjun, Bai Jing is unwilling? Asking you for help, could it be? Afraid of bothering you?”

Ye Tingjiang was dumbfounded by the question? He was speechless, but he still didn’t want to believe it: “Is Gui Tu right? He has lost his conscience…”

Mu Chuihan didn’t want to wake the person pretending to be asleep: “Okay. Then I’ll talk about other ways. If we can’t win Gui Tu, then we will either be captured by him. If he shows mercy and doesn’t kill, we can act as a ? The prisoners inquire about the news by the way. But this method is too passive, so I think the last method is the best.”

“How?” Ye Tingjiang asked.

Mu Chuihan smiled and said, “After we were captured by him, we immediately begged for mercy frantically. We turned our backs and praised Gui Tu to kill the old demon king. We proved our loyalty with our own actions and became his confidant.”

Ye Tingjiang couldn’t believe it: “Are you serious?”

Mu Chuihan nodded solemnly: “Xianjun, do you think I’m joking?”

Ye Tingjiang frowned: “To be flattering and beg for mercy…not a gentleman’s trip.”

“No? Come here.” Mu Chuihan comforted: “You are my eldest son who was born with defects.”

He patted Ye Tingjiang on the shoulder: “You won’t need anything then? Say, leave the rest to me.”

Ye Tingjiang shook his head: “How can I let you humiliate yourself so much?”

“Ah?” Mu Chuihan didn’t take it seriously: “What is this, it’s just a show.”

Ye Tingjiang looked at Mu Chuihan, who was laughing and giggling. In his mind, he couldn’t help but think that when Yunze would drink, Immortal Yuelin stood up against the wind in azure clothes, tall and straight like bamboo, with strong bones.

Although he is disdainful, he still has to admit that Immortal Venerable Yuelin can always take on a good posture.

At that time, he wished that one day he would be able to reveal the hypocrisy of Immortal Venerable Yuelin, but when Mu Chuihan showed his true face in front of him time and time again, Ye Tingjiang found sadly that he was the only one there from the beginning to the end. Burnt out.

In the past, when facing Fuyan, Ye Tingjiang could still scold him for being a master, but now he could not stop Mu Chuihan, so he was forced to compromise: “You, you are free?”

What Ye Tingjiang could do was just follow behind Mu Chuihan and try not to disturb his performance.

Mu Chuihan smiled and kissed Ye Tingjiang’s forehead, and encouraged: “Xianjun, don’t be discouraged, we will definitely succeed.”

Ye Tingjiang made a random hum.

So Mu Chuihan lay down on the straw and pulled Ye Tingjiang down to lie beside him.

The grass clippings rustled behind him, Mu Chuihan moved uncomfortably, and sighed leisurely: “Guitu can come quickly…”

If what the book said is true, his magic palace must be very luxurious. If nothing else, at least there will be a big comfortable bed.

Ye Tingjiang couldn’t stand it any longer, and when a spiritual force went down, those straws became soft and comfortable, and they no longer always stabbed Mu Chuihan’s back.

But Mu Chuihan was still dissatisfied: “Xianjun, this is useless?”

To be useful? He has already used spells himself.

Ye Tingjiang closed his eyes: “Going out? Don’t be too particular about it.”

The two of them were silent for a moment, and then Mu Chuihan’s voice sounded again: “Xianjun, it’s cold.”

Ye Tingjiang opened his eyes and looked at Mu Chuihan’s eyes as if from a lifetime away.

In the past, Fuyan always liked to be cold, and when he went to the secret realm, he always took the opportunity to stick to him. At that time, Ye Tingjiang really believed it, but now, Mu Chuihan is standing up to the cultivation of Immortal Venerable Yuelin? Ye Tingjiang couldn’t listen anymore when he said this.

“You can make up a better reason.” He squeezed out almost word for word.

“Cold.” Mu Chuihan said sadly: “Xianjun, you don’t love me anymore. I used to say cold, you would be very nervous about me, and you would even put your coat on me. Now… I’m probably old now. The color fades, the old man is pearly yellow.”

He complained to himself: “Alas, a thousand-year-old old man can’t compare with an eighteen-year-old boy?”

Ye Tingjiang was stunned on the spot.

Mu Chuihan continued with tears in his eyes, “It’s alright, Xianjun, I understand you. Men, who doesn’t like the appearance of an eighteen-year-old Shui Lingling. Is it because I’m not self-sufficient? sleep.”

After speaking, he really closed his eyes and did not speak.

Although Ye Tingjiang knew that he was just acting and wasn’t really sad, but after a moment of silence, he slowly stretched out his hand and hugged Mu Chuihan in his arms? Warming.

“Don’t you say this?” Ye Tingjiang said awkwardly, “I will always like you.”

The author has something to say:

Bai Jing: I am so sad in this prison of wealth…

Mu Chuihan: I suspect you are in Versailles (sneer)

Gui Tu and Bai Jing are really drama, you run away from me, you can’t fly.jpg