Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

Demon domain.

Jiang Yanlu's head felt big as he listened to the earnest voice of the leader of the Taixuan Sword Sect right next to his ears.

She didn't know that the sect leader would still step on her.

First of all, the geographical location of the Demon Realm is not as good as that of the Cultivation Realm. Whether it is from the perspective of food, environment or the richness of spiritual energy, it is far inferior to the Cultivation Realm.

He also said that the overall appearance of the demon cultivators in the Demon Realm is not as good as theirs in the Cultivation Realm. Except for Qiyue who is good-looking, the others are all crooked and cracked. Staying there for a long time will affect their aesthetics and mood.

Finally, play the emotional card.

The artificial voice of the leader of Taixuan Sword Sect echoed for a long time:
"The Demon Realm is not a good place. Please come back after a few days."

"You have been away for a few days, and we all miss you. Don't you miss us? You must miss us."

Jiang Yanlu: "..."

To be honest, she didn't miss the sect leader very much.

The tree spirit sat cross-legged on the table in front of Jiang Yanlu, holding a sword spirit Sansan in his hand. He used the Jiutian Sword to give it a "talisman pen" suitable for its use cut from the branches of the Spirit-Gathering Bidi tree. ", he was drawing a little tortoise on a blank talisman paper dipped in cinnabar.

When he heard the message, he didn't even raise his head and said:

"Which bad old man is so shameless?"

Sansan was lying next to him, also holding a "talisman pen" in his hand, creating art on the blank talisman paper:

"You can tell from the voice that it's that bad old man from the sect master. He's really more narcissistic than you. It's enough for Lulu to have us in his heart. There's no room for him!"

The non-main spirit snorted, but for the sake of Sansan making a "talisman pen" for it, it was rare that he didn't reply.

It is not narcissistic, it has a very clear understanding of itself!
This is rare!
"But..." Sansan raised his head and looked at Jiang Yanlu, "Is Lulu going back to the sect now?"

This was their first time in the Demon Realm, and they were very curious about everything around them. If Jiang Yanlu didn't leave in a hurry, they planned to have a good time here.

Jiang Yanlu shook his head slightly.

Zhenjun Xuanqing was lying on a bed in a side hall not far from this dormitory.

His injuries have been treated, but he still shows no signs of waking up.

Qiyue knew that Jiang Yanlu was too busy to study the formation, so he sent someone to guard there.

Jiang Yanlu also left Dabai there, specifically to protect Zhenjun Xuanqing Zhou Quan.

"Let's wait until Master wakes up."

Jiang Yanlu lowered his eyes and was about to continue reading the classics. Suddenly he thought of something, raised his head, and changed the subject:
"Didn't the hibiscus tree explode? How did the sect master and the others plant it back again?"

The non-main spirit raised his chubby hands high like a good baby:
"I know I know!"

That day when Jiang Yanlu was studying the formations inside the black hole, the non-main spirit ran out of the jade bracelet.

It was the first to notice something was wrong with the hibiscus tree, so it was naturally curious about what was under the tree.

But it was more curious about what would happen to the damaged tree.

So it quietly followed the sect leader and Elder Yin Zheng.

Then I heard them discussing making a fake hibiscus tree.

Jiang Yanlu was surprised: "Making a fake tree?"

The non-main spirit nodded, and a few newly recolored grass above his head swayed in the air: "That's what they said."

The girl's green-white fingertips unconsciously tapped the book in her hand, and then she paused and understood.

The leader of the Taixuan Sword Sect initially promised her that she could pull out the hibiscus tree, but he only pulled out the hibiscus tree.

It can be seen from the fact that they carefully treated the main roots of the hibiscus tree and wanted to preserve the tree as completely as possible that they did not want to destroy the tree.

The sudden explosion of the hibiscus tree was unexpected by everyone.

In the eyes of everyone, it is still a sacred tree that protects and benefits the world of cultivation.

Some monks even regard it as a kind of spiritual sustenance.

Even some of them have never actually seen a hibiscus tree with their own eyes.

People from their sect are easy to appease, but other monks are not so easy to deal with.

Therefore, if the news spreads that the fusang tree of their Taixuan Sword Sect was blown to pieces, the sect's image will definitely be affected.

Or maybe a large number of opponents will come up the mountain to ask for an explanation for the hibiscus tree.

If during this period, they discovered anomalies under the formation, there would be other explanations.

If there is nothing under the formation, then they really can't tell.

Therefore, it is better to take the opportunity to make a fake hibiscus tree as soon as possible to prepare for emergencies.

Presumably the tree that Elder Yin Zheng replanted this time in front of several other sect leaders was the "Fusang tree" that they used to fake the real thing.

Jiang Yanlu's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't know if this move could be hidden from the master of Kunlun Palace.

The leader of the Taixuan Sword Sect also briefly mentioned in the message transmission that this time it was the leader of the Kunlun Palace who came to the sect to ask about the fusang tree.

Since the master of the Kunlun Palace knew that they had moved the fusang tree, he must also know about the explosion of the fusang tree, right?
If he knew but didn't reveal it the moment he saw the fusang tree... what would he want to do?
Jiang Yanlu felt a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart.

She once again sent a message to the leader of the Taixuan Sword Sect, asking him to stay vigilant at all times and pay attention to the trend of public opinion in the cultivation world, especially the topic of the hibiscus tree. She added that they would return to the sect after Zhenjun Xuanqing woke up.

……

into the night.

Qi Yue walked towards the bedroom in the moonlight.

The candlelight of the ever-burning lamp was dimly reflected on the window.

Although he couldn't see the scene clearly, Qiyue could guess that Jiang Yanlu was sitting in front of the desk at the moment, looking down at the classics, or maybe drawing talismans.

Thinking like this, a feeling of fullness and satisfaction arose in his heart, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"It's so late, and Lulu is still waiting for me to go back. She really can't live without me."

Every line reveals that I am showing off that someone cares about me.

However, Yan Wei didn't realize it this time. He was confused for a moment and stopped talking.

Qiyue glanced at him and said in a good mood: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Yan Wei then put away the confusion on his face and looked sincere:
"But Your Majesty, regardless of whether Miss Jiang is here or not, the ever-burning lamp in your dormitory will be on all night. This is what you specifically ordered, have you forgotten?"

Praying: "..."

He immediately stopped smiling, had a stinking face, and looked at Yan Wei with cold eyes.

The moment a very oppressive coldness fell on her body, Yan Wei finally realized that she had said the wrong thing.

The villain in his heart suddenly made a sharp crackling sound.

Yan Wei shut up in an instant, shrunk himself into a quail, stood in front of Qiyue with a face filled with regret, and spoke weakly:
"Sorry, Your Majesty."

Qiyue wanted to squeeze him to death: "If you can't speak, get out!"

Yan Wei immediately became numb.

*

dorm.

Jiang Yanlu was sitting in front of the case, reading the classics in his hands.

After reading through it all day today, she has read half of the classics she brought with her on this trip.

It's been a long time since she's looked at each other like this.

It seemed like I was back to the days when I first started learning talismans.

She felt so fulfilled.

He put down the book he was reading and was about to pick up another one when a long, white hand held the other end of the book.

Jiang Yanlu's eyes naturally fell on this beautiful and strong hand, and then he moved his eyes upward and saw Qiyue.

She was a little surprised: "When did you come in?"

She didn't notice it at all and didn't even hear the door open!

Jiang Yanlu thought to himself that it must be that he was not sufficiently cultivated to be able to sense Qiyue's appearance, so he should practice more!

Qiyue replied: "Just came in."

The young man did not bring Yan Wei's cold face into the dormitory.

With a little force of his fingers, he took away the classics from Jiang Yanlu's hand:

"You've been watching all day today, shouldn't you take a rest?" The world of cultivation is full of waste.

Such a huge sect couldn't even break through the formation, and it took Jiang Yanlu to break it.

Jiang Yanlu has to do everything, why not give her the position of sect leader and let her be the sect leader!
Forget it.

Qiyue suddenly changed his mind.

Jiang Yanlu was already busy enough.

If he becomes the sect leader again, won't he be left out in the cold and gathering dust in a corner?

Qi Yue threw the classics aside, his dark eyes were clear and very guiding: "Or we can do something else."

He was angered by Yan Wei's words outside just now.

So now he urgently needs a kiss from Jiang Yanlu to strengthen his fragile heart.

Jiang Yanlu thought for a while and felt that what Qi Yue said made sense, so he nodded in approval.

"I've been reading the classics all day today. I really should do something else to change my mind."

Jiang Yanlu stood up, walked around the desk, walked toward the inner hall, and extended an invitation to Qi Yue: "Let's come together?"

Of course together!
Qiyue took a long step and caught up with Jiang Yanlu's speed in two or three steps.

only……

Go to the inner hall?
It’s just a kiss, why don’t you go to the inner hall?

What else is she going to do?
Qiyue's mind instantly flashed to the big soft bed in the inner hall that could be rolled over at will, and his thoughts began to wander.

After a while, his ears started to turn red.

He was quite shy: "Now? Is it too early?"

After all, they haven't held a marriage ceremony yet.

Jiang Yanlu said: "The time is just right."

Qiyue pretended to be calm: "Since you want to, then let me do it."

Jiang Yanlu looked at him doubtfully: "If you don't want to, then I'll—"

Qiyue immediately said: "Who said I don't..."

Realizing that his voice was a little urgent, he took it back and said, "Who said I don't want to."

Jiang Yanlu looked at him suspiciously, feeling strange.

She walked straight to the soft couch in the inner hall, sat down cross-legged, then raised her head and looked at Qi Yue, her peach blossom eyes shining like stars:

"If you think about it carefully, you and I haven't practiced seriously together for a long time. How about meditating until dawn?"

A basin of cold water was poured down on my head, extinguishing the heat in my heart.

Qi Yue suddenly froze on the spot and looked at Jiang Yanlu blankly.

The words "It's too small here, why don't we go to the bed?" stuck in my mouth.

He was confused for a while before he found his voice:
"Is this what you were talking about...something else?"

Jiang Yanlu hummed, his face full of high-spirited positivity:
"The long night is an excellent opportunity to practice, so don't waste it!"

Jiang Yanlu was used to meditating on his bed at night.

There is not only a bed in the inner hall, but also a soft couch inside.

The soft couch is covered with a blanket made of white fox fur, which is soft and comfortable.

She planned to rest on the soft couch these days, so she came directly here to meditate and practice.

Thinking that he wanted to practice together with Qiyue, he called him over.

She was practicing on the soft couch, and he was practicing on the bed. It was great to be able to see each other when he opened his eyes.

Qiyue: "..."

He couldn't smile.

Seeing his lonely look, Jiang Yanlu couldn't help but ask, "What do you think it is?"

Qiyue looked away slightly embarrassed: "It's nothing."

He would definitely not tell anyone that he mistakenly thought that Jiang Yanlu wanted to practice dual cultivation with him.

Only then did Jiang Yanlu notice the blush that had not dissipated from his ears.

"Why are your ears so red?"

Qiyue was feeling guilty when he suddenly met Jiang Yanlu's clear eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

He raised a hand and covered her eyes to prevent her from looking.

The more secretive Qiyue was, the more curious Jiang Yanlu became.

She carefully recalled Qiyue's abnormal behavior and words just now, and she guessed it right away following the clues.

Then he smiled.

Qiyue asked dully, "Why are you laughing?"

Jiang Yanlu took off Qiyue's hand covering his eyes, his eyebrows arched.

Her eyes were full of inquiry and curiosity, and she also meant to tease him:

"Why do you think so?"

Qiyue obviously didn't want to answer this question.

At this moment, Yan Wei's voice came from outside:
"Your Majesty, True Lord Xuanqing is awake!"

Qiyue had never felt that Yan Wei's voice was so beautiful, and even the level of dislike he had for him had dropped significantly.

He immediately turned around and walked out: "I'll go take a look."

Jiang Yanlu also stood up immediately and followed him towards the side hall:

"How is my master? Have you ever said there is anything uncomfortable about you?"

Yan Wei: "Yes, he said he had abdominal discomfort and was missing something."

Jiang Yanlu: "Abdomen?"

She frowned: "What's missing?"

Master's kidney was dug out?
Yan Wei's expression was hard to describe: "Wine."

Praying: "..."

Jiang Yanlu: "..."

When Jiang Yanlu pushed open the door of the side hall, he heard Zhenjun Xuanqing yelling at the demons who had kidnapped him.

The demon cultivators who were waiting in the palace were all sent away by Zhenjun Xuanqing.

Dabai became his only audience.

Listening to this angry voice, you knew he was fine.

Jiang Yanlu felt relieved and walked into the hall:

"Disciple Tong Qiyue brewed several jars of wine last year and buried them in Qinglu Garden."

"If master wants to drink, when we return to the world of cultivation, the disciple will dig it out and let master drink to his heart's content."

When Zhenjun Xuanqing heard Jiang Yanlu's voice, he immediately turned his head and looked over, his eyes shining:
"Master, I didn't know that you two could make wine. Then master is waiting for your drink!"

Jiang Yanlu's smile faded slightly, and he said guiltily:
"If I weren't a disciple, Master wouldn't have to suffer this hardship."

Zhenjun Xuanqing quickly waved his hand to stop Jiang Yanlu's next words:

"Every man is innocent, but he is guilty of carrying a jade. Don't put all the sins of others on yourself."

"If you really talk about it, I have a reason for this. If I had a higher cultivation level, I wouldn't have been injured and taken away."

Jiang Yanlu nodded: "In this case, master must practice diligently in the future, and disciples will be more cautious and protect master."

True Lord Xuanqing: "Hmm...?"

For some reason, he always felt that something was strange, but he couldn't place it.

(End of this chapter)