Chapter 224 How Can You Embrace Me?
Each sect had its own means of communication. Within one night, the news of each sect's treasure being stolen spread like wildfire throughout the Ten Directions Domain. From the giants in the immortal world to the third-rate cultivators, they were all furious and set out to search for the whereabouts of the thief.
"If Grandpa knows which bastard leaked the news, I will kill him!!!"
The Zhayun Mountain has towering rocks and steep peaks that are as high as the sky, covering the floating clouds. At this moment, a blue figure is flying through the dense forest, so fast that only the afterimage can be seen. Behind him, there are shouts of killing, and a large number of people and horses are rushing up from all directions like a tide.
"You unscrupulous thief! Where are you going to escape? If you know what's happening, surrender immediately!"
"Return our sect's most precious treasure immediately, or we will fight you to the death!!"
While dodging quickly, Dao Wudao was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He thought that he had been studying the art of hiding his aura and form for a hundred years and had never failed. Those fools had been kept in the dark and had never discovered it. He never thought that one day even his lair would be destroyed. Now, at least more than thirty sects were attacking him. He could not escape even if he had wings!
"Bang--!"
The encirclement and suppression team led by Yue Deng, the great elder of Tianyu Sect, and Jin Wumo, the holy pen scholar of Hongmeng Academy, quickly surrounded them. Both of them were masters of the Yuanying period. With their magic skills flying together, beams of spiritual light shot out, razing all the mountains and peaks in front of them to the ground, causing hundreds of beasts to flee.
Jin Wumo flew up, holding the Spring and Autumn Brush and drawing quickly in the air. His brush moved like a dragon and a snake, and he shouted: "Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles!"
Boom——!
A flash of sword light flashed across and stabbed quickly in the direction of the thief, but the man dodged like a snake and cleverly avoided the attack. The sword energy hit the tree, and in an instant dozens of giant pine trees collapsed with a loud bang, breaking their waists!
Yue Deng, the great elder of the Tianyu Sect, is a woman. She waved her sleeves and clothed the sound barrier, twisting orchids in her hands, and reciting something unhurriedly. The curling Zen sound came out of her red lips, but it was like a bell in a Buddhist temple, making people lose their minds with a buzzing sound:
"The Vajra Prajna Heart breaks the cause of ignorance. On the day of the Buddha's compassion, the Dharmakaya is seen. The Bodhisattva opens his wisdom eye, and the cycle of life and death is turned. The five elements are empty, and the six senses are not stained by dust..."
“Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Stop reading it! It’s so annoying!!”
Dao Wudao felt a splitting headache and cried out in pain: "I won't play with you guys anymore!"
After he finished speaking, he shook his head angrily, and with some unknown magic, he suddenly dived into the ground and disappeared in an instant, like a fish returning to the sea, leaving no trace.
Lu Yansi had no idea that he had been hated by others. At this moment, he was supervising the servants to sweep the courtyard while holding a handful of melon seeds. He was standing under a tree and giving orders. The way he spoke without any hesitation made people want to kick him.
"Water tank, water tank, I've told you so many times to clean the water tank."
"I saw that the waterside pavilion was full of fallen leaves three days ago. Why don't you go and sweep it up!"
"You are so old, but you can't even sweep the floor. If you keep doing this, I will transfer you to the kitchen to burn wood!"
Others could still tolerate it, but Ah Yi, who was sweeping the floor next to them, could not. She threw the broom on the ground and said angrily, "You only know how to order us around, but why don't you do your own work? I just finished sweeping and you're cracking melon seeds. I just finished sweeping and you're cracking melon seeds. How long will it take to finish sweeping?"
“Crack.”
Lu Yan tilted his head and spat out two melon seed shells.
"I am the butler. How can a butler do the work himself?"
These spies from the hundreds of immortal sects have no professional ethics at all. They are either hanging around in the main hall or in the backyard, gathering information everywhere. How can they be tolerated if they don't wash the dishes, sweep the floor, or clean up?
Ah Yi's eyes were about to spit fire. She put her hands on her hips and snorted coldly, as if she was ready to start a fight if they disagreed. "I just won't clean it. What do you think?!"
Lu Yan said slowly, "It's not a big deal. After all, I have always been kind to women and I would never hit a beautiful woman."
The little girl's expression eased a little after hearing this, but then turned red with embarrassment. She secretly glanced at Lu Yan's charming face, thinking that this man was not so bad to the core. However, just as this thought came to her mind, she saw Lu Yan carrying out a cage from the bushes behind the tree. Inside the cage was a plump thousand-mile pigeon. Her face immediately changed: "Where did you get this pigeon?!"
Lu Yan waved the pigeon cage casually and said, "I caught them from the mountain. Since you don't let me eat sunflower seeds, I'll go to the back mountain to roast some pigeons. It's just the right snack for me."
The little girl panicked immediately: "No, no, no! This pigeon is so pitiful, it's my pet, can you please not eat it? Butler, I'll sweep the floor right now, I'll sweep it right now!"
She picked up the brush and started working quickly. She swept the floor quickly and complained in her heart. This Qianli Pigeon was a magical bird used by her master for communication. How could it be captured by this bastard?
Seeing this, Lu Yan was satisfied: "Sweep it well, I'll come back to check it this afternoon. By the way, what's your name?"
Ah Yi said with a tearful face, "Ah Yi."
Lu Yan looked her up and down and commented, "Well, it seems she is innocent. Clean it well. If you can't clean it thoroughly, I will drink pigeon and wolfberry soup tonight."
He ignored Ah Yi's distorted expression and turned away with the pigeon cage in his hand. He had to go to the Xuan Cang Palace to practice magic today, and it would be bad if he was late.
Little did they know that a huge battle was about to break out in the Xuan Cang Palace. The demon cultivators who usually patrolled the palace gathered outside the palace, including Corpse Puppet and Wind Demon. They looked up at the two figures, one red and one dark, fighting in the air, their expressions unable to conceal their anger.
How could they not be angry? Not long after the last Mahayana monk broke in, another thief broke into the Xuan Cang Hall. Where could they save their faces?
The thief Wudao is very good at hiding his presence and form. He broke into the Demon Realm today to settle a score, but he never expected that after sneaking into the Xuan Cang Palace, he found Ying Wujiu practicing in a quiet room. A light blue crystal was suspended in front of him, and the spiritual power was so powerful that it was unimaginable.
The thief had traveled far and wide for many years and had stolen many rare treasures, but he had never seen such a magical object. He thought of the rumors outside that the heart might be in the hands of the Lord of the Demon Realm, and immediately wanted to take it for himself. However, he did not expect that the invisibility technique he had practiced for many years was completely useless in front of Ying Wujiu. The two fought from inside the hall to outside.
"Ying Wujiu! Today I am the one who dares to enter the Demon Realm. Next time I will never step into it again. If you kill me all at once, don't blame me for turning hostile and telling your secrets to others!"
Although Dao Wudao was very good at escaping, he was no match for his opponent in a fight. At this moment, he had the advantage of being able to become invisible. However, Ying Wujiu forced him outside. The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and his shadow could not hide. Now he could not escape even if he wanted to.
A deep, cold voice exploded above my head like thunder:
"I only believe in the mouths of the dead--!"
Ying Wujiu hated being threatened the most in his life. How could a small thief dare to speak so arrogantly? He didn't even need to use the White Bone Sword. He struck the thief's chest with a fierce palm wind, knocking him down from the air.
"Bang--!"
The thief Wudao spat out a mouthful of blood, and his invisibility technique could no longer be maintained. He gradually revealed his figure, which was a thin young man with thief-like eyebrows and rat-like eyes. After touching the ground, he immediately wanted to use the earth escape technique to slip away, but he never expected that Ying Wujiu was faster than him. He saw a red figure falling on his side like a gust of wind, and grabbed his crown with five fingers, and hit him hard, shattering his soul instantly.
"ah!!!"
The sound of a skull breaking was heard, and the thief opened his eyes wide and let out a scream. Blood gushed out of his forehead, and he lost his breath in an instant. His body fell limply to the side, like rotten mud.
Lu Yan had just walked out of the hall when he saw this scene and immediately stopped where he was. Last time a monk died, so which spy had sneaked in this time?
He had no idea that this unlucky guy was brought here because of his own fault. He hung the pigeon cage in his hand on the tree, pushed through the crowd and quietly walked to the side of the corpse. He lowered his voice and asked, "General, what happened just now? Is there another spy sneaking in?"
The corpse puppet tilted its head when it heard the words, and seeing that it was Lu Yan who was speaking, it hummed and said, "A thief has come."
Lu Yan asked tentatively: "Is there no moral principle for stealing?"
The puppet's tone was calm: "I don't know."
Well, I really can't expect this living dead to tell me anything useful. Seeing those demon cultivators carrying the corpse away, Lu Yan thought that Ying Wujiu might be in a bad mood today, so he should not touch the mold. However, as soon as he took a step, a deep voice suddenly sounded behind him:
"Lu Yan, follow me into the hall!"
Ying Wujiu turned around and walked into the hall. He waved his dark red sleeves coldly, revealing his bad mood at the moment.
Lu Yan let out an imperceptible sigh and could only bite the bullet and enter the hall. The incident where he had teased Ying Wujiu with his possessed mind last time was not resolved yet. Could it be that the other party wanted to settle the score?
Whatever you fear will come to you.
As Lu Yan stepped into the hall, the door behind him slammed shut. He saw Ying Wujiu sitting behind a low table in the meditation room. The air around him was extremely low, and he said in an inaudible voice, "What are you doing standing there? Come over here!"
Yo, so fierce?
Lu Yan stepped forward, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Ying Wujiu, saying in a gentle voice, "My Lord, please don't get upset. He's just a little thief. You can't beat him at all."
Ying Wujiu brushed aside the teacup that Lu Yan handed over, stared into his eyes and asked coldly, "Do you think I'm angry about that worthless little thief?"
“…”
If it's not for that little thief, then is it for yourself?
Lu Yan had some guesses in his mind, but he didn't show it on his face. He put the teacup aside and bowed: "I am stupid, please help me, sir."
Ying Wujiu got angry when he saw him pretending to be stupid, and said in a low voice, "Lu Yan, where did you get the courage to offend me that day?"
If anyone else dared to do this, he would have been crushed to dust hundreds of times!
But Ying Wujiu didn't have that. Why?
There were so many cauldrons donated in Fuyue City, but Ying Wujiu had never looked at them directly. Firstly, he was obsessed with cultivation, and secondly, he had no interest in beauty. But Lu Yan healed his wounds and detoxified him every day, and often accompanied him in this dim and quiet hall. It would be a lie to say that he had no intention of using Lu Yan for his own benefit.
But just as Shui Mei said that day, Lu Yan's background is unclear and he might be in trouble, so he should not take any action for long.
If such a person cannot be used by him, he can only kill him...
Ying Wujiu thought about this, his eyes became fierce, and he suddenly grabbed Lu Yan's collar and pulled him in front of him. Under his calm tone, there was a surge of undercurrents: "Lu Yan, I will give you two paths now, one of life and one of death. Which one do you choose?"
Lu Yan was stunned: "What do you mean by a way out?"
Ying Wujiu stared at him, his chin slightly raised, his slender eyelashes drooping, and he was naturally romantic and arrogant: "How about being my male favorite?"
Oh... a male pet?
Lu Yan seemed to be thinking about something, and continued to ask, "What do you mean by a dead end?"
Ying Wujiu said in an icy voice: "Continue to be your chief steward."
Lu Yan thought to himself that his job was to regain his soul, but he didn't say that he had to sell his body. Just when he was hesitating, Ying Wujiu's sinister reminder rang in his ears: "If you refuse me, you will die!"
Rounding off means no choice?!
The game progress has reached 50%, and Lu Yan doesn't want to start over again.
The air in the hall fell silent instantly because of this sentence. No one took the initiative to speak. Lu Yan seemed to think for a long time, but it seemed to be only a short moment. After an unknown amount of time, he finally made a move. Hesitantly holding Ying Wujiu's hand, he made up his mind and said:
"I will definitely treat you well!"
Ying Wujiu thought, shouldn't Lu Yan say "Please have mercy, my Lord"? Why would he treat me well? But his expression softened a lot. He stretched out his hand and held Lu Yan in his arms. He felt a slight coolness and the burning pain on his body subsided strangely. He could hear a bit of seriousness in his deep voice:
"If you are loyal, I will not let you down."
Lu Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at the hand on his shoulder, then struggled away without leaving a trace, and then quickly hugged the person in his arms before the other person's face darkened. The red clothes and the ink-black hair were entangled together, inexplicably ambiguous and dazzling.
Lu Yan whispered in Ying Wujiu's ear: "If I betray the Lord, I will sacrifice my life, okay?"
His actions made Ying Wujiu feel a little uncomfortable, and he frowned slightly: "You are my male favorite, how can you hug me?"
Lu Yan was just acting, but when he saw Ying Wujiu's cold face turn slightly red and look awkward, his heart skipped a beat. He gently reached out and took off the glass mask on the other's face, smiling, and the love words in his mouth were not sure whether they were true or false:
"I embrace you because I like you, so why don't you allow me?"
Ying Wujiu saw his own reflection clearly in his eyes.
In addition to the scars of the Red Lotus Fire underneath the mask.
There was something scary about that face.
I was stunned for a moment.
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