Rong Ji sat upright, nodding and lowering his eyebrows.
With a handsome face and a cool temperament, he was wearing white pajamas and exposed breasts, sitting quietly on the bedside.
He turned his head and looked at Qian Jianhuan who was arranging clothes on the bed.
"Why are you dressing so aggressively? Is it because of him?" After saying that, Rong Ji stood up, bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground and handed them to her.
Qian Jianhuan took the clothes and started to put them on. She got out of bed and stood beside Rong Ji. With her beautiful fair hands and slender fingers, she held the belt and gave it to Rong Ji. "Brother Rong Ji, we all have skin problems." Kissed, and..., and you still said that?"
Rong Ji looked at her earnestly and exploratoryly, quite satisfied. He picked up her belt with his slender fingers and began to tie her waist carefully and gently.
"I think that uncle Wu Bian is also more handsome than Pan An. He is a majestic leader of the Demon Cult and has superb martial arts skills. He also... kissed you and saw that he fell in love with you. Are you really not tempted?" After saying that, he tied her belt himself. , the tone was a bit fearful and sour.
Qian Jianhuan hugged Rong Ji's waist, snuggled into his arms, and stroked his chest with one hand.
"Rong Ji, I still like your cold lotus temperament, as clean as snow lotus, but the eyes that look at me are full of gentleness and temptation. This girl likes Rong Ji like this." After saying this, she looked up at Rong Ji. , the corners of Rongji's mouth rose, probably because he was made happy.
Rong Ji held her chin with his slender fingers, lowered his head and began a passionate tongue kiss, gentle and powerful.
She responded to his kiss, and it took him a while to let go.
"Didn't we just kiss him?" Qian Jianhuan looked at him slyly, with a smile and coquettishness in his eyes.
Rong Ji lowered his head and kissed her again, then scraped the bridge of her nose, "I can't get enough of it. I want to kiss her when I see her."
She looked at him, her beautiful eyes turning sexy, "What are you kissing?"
"Jian Huan, I wish I could become Jian Huan's husband right away. Whoever you like will be the leader of Lingxu Mountain?" After Rong Ji said this, he hugged Qian Jian Huan tightly.
The eighth floor of Baihua Temple—Ecstasy Pavilion
"What?? You said, the leader left the demon sect for the girl that day??" When she heard this, Baguio on the Wanhua Chair was so angry that she almost trembled, and her trembling hand holding the cigarette almost trembled. Weiwei.
Baguio took a slow, deep puff of cigarette and puffed it out.
"And that girl is the owner of Linyue Tower, her name is Qian Jianhuan," Fengjiu continued.
As Baguio puffed away the smoke, his charming eyes narrowed thoughtfully, a hint of sinisterness appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he brushed away the ash from the skirt on his legs.
"Go and catch her and bring her to me." After Baguio said, he took off the exquisite hairpin on his head and began to use the tip of the hairpin to pick out the tobacco leaves from the cigarette butt. The brightly burning tobacco leaves soon gracefully vented his anger on Baguio. Mid-extinguished... landed.
With a "bang", the hairpin in Baguio's hand was thrown to the ground.
Fengjiu understood that Qian Jianhuan had been targeted by the palace master, and I was afraid that her future life would either be worse than death, or life would be worse than death.
Fengjiu also knew that this woman was probably the leader's sweetheart, and he heard that Shen Jiang also paid special attention to her.
Thinking of this, Fengjiu lowered his head and had the same sinister look on his lips.
"Palace Master, I'm afraid something is wrong. There are Shen Jiang and the leader of Lingxu beside that woman. Moreover, in the past few days, I see that the leader has always been with her. He also gave her rouge and even took the initiative to hug her. I'm afraid that the leader will kill me. "Although Fengjiu said this, in his heart he also hoped that Qian Jianhuan and Baguio would die, because in the entire demon sect, except for Shen Jiang and the leader, there was no one that Fengjiu cared about.
"Kill you??? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" Baguio's eyes almost lit up, and she looked at Fengjiu carefully.
It would also be nice to let her have the secret of killing the leader's sweetheart.
Baguio stood up and woke up the dreamer with a word. If Qian Jianhuan died in his hands, the leader's temper was uncertain.
If he died in the hands of Fengjiu, who happened to be a borrowed knife, then it would not be Baguio who died, but Fengjiu.
She wants to kill Qian Jianhuan, and he will die a good death if he dares to steal a man from her.
"I asked you to take her back to the Demon Cult. I didn't ask you to help me kill her. I have my own arrangements. Just go ahead and bear all the responsibilities." Baguio said.
Fengjiu is not a vegetarian either, so he should be the scapegoat.
The corner of Fengjiu's mouth curled up as sinisterly as ever. Sure enough, people can't have feelings. Once they have feelings, there will be flaws. It's Fengjiu's turn for the Master of the Hundred Flowers Temple to sit down.
"I obey the order of the Lord of the Palace! I will step back and find a way to capture her." Fengjiu saluted Baguio with fists clasped for the first time. Baguio nodded and Fengjiu turned around.
A plan to completely eradicate Baguio emerged from her heart. The leader could go out for a mere woman regardless of the curse and taboos, and even the gods could not stop him. However, he, Baguio, was actually jealous of her and did not even look at the person behind her. Who are the three backers, the city lord, Shen Jiang, and the leader. What a huge jealousy.
Fengjiu, who was walking outside the corridor, originally liked her Baguio's strategic acumen, but it seemed that it was nothing more than that. Sure enough, a woman cannot be carried away by love.
Although she, Fengjiu, had a crush on Shen Jiang and cared about the leader of the cult, she knew that if she couldn't control her feelings, she would harm herself. She wanted to climb to the position of the master of the palace step by step, making people frightened and in charge of 2% of the demon sect. Ten's power of life and death, a mere 20%, can control 40% of the power of the demon sect, because the leader and the city lord both have great power but little use, and those who are more resourceful need to improve their martial arts. The entire demon sect is the darkest But the territory of Baihua Temple is the core judicial office. As for the love between children, it can only be a seasoning.
After several days of traveling, Qian Jianhuan and Rong Ji finally arrived at the foot of Lingxu Mountain.
At the foot of the mountain in the distance are Shen Jiang and Taishu Wu Bian.
"Leader, why are you following them?" Shen Jiang held a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth and looked leisurely at the immortal couple in the distance.
"Hmph, I would like to see how she, the boss of Linyue Tower, can marry into the Immortal Sect and become the future Lord of Lingxu. What a joke." Uncle Tai leaned against the pine tree with disdain.
After saying that, I looked back and saw that Rong Ji had already brought Qian Huan halfway up Lingxu Mountain.
"Master, how do we get in?" Shen Jiang looked at their clothes.
"Go and knock out the two new disciples of Lingxu, you know that."
Soon, the entire Lingxu Mountain became lively. People said that the former Lord’s beloved disciple brought a beautiful woman back to Lingxu.
"Senior brother...who is this?" A new Lingxu disciple came up and asked.
"I'm his fiancée, hello, junior brother," Qian Jianhuan greeted.
Rong Ji just nodded awkwardly. He had already begun to panic. Bringing Qian Jianhuan back like this was too eye-catching.
"Junior brother, please tell me quickly, is it true?? You... you really want to leave Ling Xu." The third senior brother could not believe it.
"Hello, junior brother's wife..." Fifth senior brother greeted Rong Ji as he chased Qian Jian away happily.
"Junior brother! You are the future Lord. This is something that the entire Lingxu Mountain understands tacitly. How can you do it just because of the love between your children..." A serious senior sister started to blame.
She suddenly stopped in front of Rong Ji, "Junior brother, stop, don't go any further. It's too late to return when you've lost your way. Don't be punished by the elders. How many ruthless whips can you withstand?"
The senior brother also began to understand and blocked the way. "Junior brother, let's take a long-term view."
Rong Ji stopped and Qian Jianhuan looked at him confused and panicked.
Rong Ji let go of Qian Jianhuan's hand, clenched his fist and saluted, "Brothers and sisters, I have already brought you. It is impossible for me, Rong Ji, to retreat."
"Junior brother, is this really my junior brother-in-law?" The third senior brother only focused on eating, remembering that he also brought a woman back to Lingxu Mountain, was whipped several times, and got married at the foot of the mountain. Only then did he realize that she was trying to get him. Martial arts secrets.
"Senior brother is laughing at me. Jian Huan and I are in love. This time I will tell the master and elders about them," Rong Ji said.
"Junior brother, didn't you...didn't you say that you would never marry and devote yourself to immortality?" Senior sister looked at Qian Jianhuan and was a little angry.
"Rong Ji..." Qian Jianhuan was a little unhappy and started to pout. These brothers and sisters were all stopping him. It seemed a bit serious...
Rong Ji turned to look at her, "What's wrong?"
"What is the ruthless whip?" Qian Jianhuan asked worriedly.
"With less than three strokes of the ruthless whip, you can make people hate the northwest," the third senior brother said.
"However, I received seven lashes from his senior brother and almost died. My master said that he was not strict in teaching, so he took the next five lashes for me and lost most of his skills." The third senior brother continued to brag.
As he spoke, the third senior brother patted Rong Ji on the shoulder, "Junior brother, can you...can you withstand 12 lashes? Sure enough, a hero has a hard time being a beauty. I think this little girl is as beautiful as a fairy. Senior brother is afraid that you will be lashed at the sixth... But It’s okay, I will take good care of your little wife for you.”
Rong Ji was so angry that he actually joked to himself, "Senior brother, you..."
The third senior brother said quickly, "Hey... you don't like it? It's okay if you don't like it. Then you have to get 12 lashes. Senior brother is waiting to hold his nephew, hahahaha."
After saying that, the third senior brother walked forward and pulled the two people in front of him apart. "Give way, give way. Really, my junior brother is bringing me a sister-in-law. Why are you blocking me? Go, go, give way." open"
Then the third senior brother walked up to Rong Ji and said, "Come on, senior brother will lead you."
The third senior brother walked in front, Rong Ji pulled Qian Jianhuan from behind. As he walked, the third senior brother said, "A man, you must be responsible. If you want to become an immortal, you can become an immortal. If you want to marry a wife, then marry a wife. Don't be timid." Yes, you know, do what you should do when you are young, and don’t leave any regrets in life."
As he spoke, the third senior brother looked at Qian Jianhuan and said, "This girl has a face like a peach blossom, a pair of apricot-like eyes and a pair of fox-like eyes. With such a noble temperament, she will definitely marry someone who is the best among men..." The third senior brother looked at Rong Jihuan and said, "This girl has a peach blossom face and a pair of apricot-like eyes. It refers to, "It is our sacrifice..."
Soon they arrived at the Immortal Gate Courtyard, and a man's voice came from inside - Fengchi, the former Lord of Lingxu, "Rong Kuang! What are you talking about?"
In the main hall, apart from a few elders and masters, there was the former Lord Fengchi.
Rong Kuang quickly walked to the white jade stairs where the Lord was standing and looked up at Lord Fengchi who was sitting in the high seat of the Immortal Sect.
"Lord, I'm so happy. Rong Ji brought back a girl from outside and said he wanted to marry her." Rong Kuang said and walked back, tugging on the corner of Rong Ji's clothes.
"Rong Ji, tell me." Feng Chi glanced at Qian Jianhuan who was hiding behind him.
"Yes, as my senior brother said, my disciple is traveling outside. I don't want to meet the love of my life. I hope the master will make it happen." After Rong Ji said this, he took Qian Jianhuan and knelt down.
Taishu Wu Bian and Rong Ji, who were mixed in with the crowd, were waiting to see what happened.
"What did I teach you?" Feng Chi was already extremely angry, but his face remained calm.
"The love between children is just a fleeting thing, but cultivating immortality and becoming a god is immortal and will benefit all living beings," Rong Ji said.
"Disciple, you are young and energetic. You were blinded by others for a moment and indulged in love. The teacher understands you. But you are extremely talented and a genius in cultivation. You must not let yourself go for love." Fengchi, who is tall and tall with the talent of an immortal, Walking off the high platform, he walked up to Qian Jianhuan and looked at him.
This master has an immortal spirit and a dignified appearance. Although he is inferior to Rong Ji, he is even better than Shen Jiang. His mature divinity and the aura of the flower of the high mountains are even more outstanding.
His eyes as he looked at Qian Jianhuan on the ground were calm and careless. Qian Jianhuan's appearance was something that all the oirans in the entire Demon Sect would be ashamed of.
"Is her mere beauty enough to make my disciple disobey his master's orders?" Feng Chi squatted down condescendingly and looked at Rong Ji.
"Think carefully about whether you want to cultivate immortality and become a god, or indulge in beauty and live a useless life." Feng Chi looked at Rong Ji, stood up, and when he turned around, he glanced at Qian Jianhuan.
"A thin beauty?" Uncle Wu Bian heard this and raised the corner of his mouth, "I only heard that the Immortal Sect is not close to women, but I didn't expect that the Immortal Sect Fengchi looks five or six years older than me, and he is considered young and powerful. It’s interesting that he actually said that he is a beauty, but do you think I, the head of the demon sect’s oiran, can capture him?”
Shen Jiang shook his head after hearing this, "I can't help but think that he is unmoved even when he sees Miss Huan."
"Master, my disciple is unfilial, please forgive me, master," Rong Ji still insisted.
Feng Chi glanced at Qian Jianhuan a little displeasedly, "Do you know what the price will be?"
Rong Ji "The disciple knows, ruthless 12 lashes"
Feng Chi sneered, "I'm afraid that you can't even compare to your third senior brother back then. My master is willing to punish himself with five lashes. If you persist in your stubbornness, you can receive all 12 lashes yourself."
Priest Rong cannot afford to kneel down, "My disciple is willing to be punished"
"Little girl, you really love my disciple." Fengchi finally had no choice but to change his strategy.
"Master, I... naturally mean it..." Qian Jianhuan said
"Then how about you take four lashes for my disciple..." Feng Chi said
"Master!!! No, each of the 12 disciples will receive the whip!" Rong Ji panicked.
"It's just four whips, it's not a big problem." Feng Chi took a sip of tea.
"I do," Qian Jianhuan agreed in one breath.
"Little girl, do you know that six strokes of the ruthless whip can turn my disciple into a useless person or a dead person. If he is lucky enough to survive eight times, do you really want to marry a useless person? Or a dead person?" Feng Chi said.
"I...I..." Qian Jianhuan hesitated and turned to look at Rong Ji, "Rong Ji... you will die, right?"
Rong Ji shook his head and held her hand, "No, Jian Huan, will I marry you alive?"
Qian Jianhuan couldn't believe it, "You will become a useless person, right?"
Rongji was silent for a moment...
"I can practice again like my senior brother..." Rong Ji tried his best to comfort her.
"Rong Ji... this... this... the price is too great, it may be your life... If the price for us being together is that you may lose your life, or become a cripple, this kind of love, the sacrifice is too big... too "You're selfish." Qian Jianhuan couldn't accept it for a while.
"Jian Huan...I...if I don't have you, I have no intention of cultivating immortality. I...there is no point in living...I just want to be with you, even..." Rong Ji was so in love that he couldn't control himself.
"Traitor!!! I will be punished at noon tomorrow..." Feng Chi said and left, walking past Rong Ji, a gust of cold wind passed by.
"Master..." Rong Ji called in a low voice, and Feng Chi was so angry that he didn't even look back.
Rong Kuang chased him out.
Several elders sighed and left.
Uncle Wu Bian saw Rong Ji holding Qian Jianhuan in his arms and left coldly.
"Leader!!" Shen Jiang whispered and followed him out.
