They are Chasing Me!

Gu Wangxi sighed.

"Although Tianshou is an old acquaintance with me for many years and has a good reputation for charity, he is actually duplicity and ruthless. After Qiu Xuanyi defected to the sect, Tianshou told me that he already knew a thing or two about that year, but What one or two is it, but he doesn't want to tell me," Gu Wangxi trembled faintly, "the demon monk is coming to Longxing City now, I'm afraid Tianshou will do another thing to divert disasters to the east, and Qiu Xuan will definitely kill me when he sees me." kill me!"

Qiu Xuan's eyes turned cold, "Oh?"

Gu Wangxi said: "Young master, when will the people from the Demon Cult take me away?"

Su An wrote on Qiu Xuan's hand, and Qiu Xuan said, "Hurry up."

Gu Wangxi was endlessly grateful, and bowed to the end, "Thank you, Hierarch, thank you, Young Master."

People from the Devil's Cult also got involved in the incident with the monk's family.

Su An thought over every word, and asked Qiu Xuan to say, "I haven't fought that monster monk before, is he really good?"

Gu Wang Xi said: "The young master is very talented, and his martial arts are naturally strong. It's just that the demon monk is a once-in-a-hundred-year genius. Tianshou brought Qiu Xuan back to Buddhism for the first time, precisely because his family has been a martial arts genius for generations. "

Su An held Qiu Xuanyi's hand in time to calm him down.

Qiu Xuanyi was very calm.

He even smiled silently, "A martial arts genius?"

Gu Wangxi said: "Exactly."

Qiu Xuan said, "Since that's the case, wouldn't it be better to kill him directly to avoid future troubles?"

Gu Wangxi smiled wryly, "The people sent by Tianshou to kill Qiu Xuanyi, they are all dead."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Huozhu jumped suddenly, and Qiu Xuan smiled twice, "If he appeared in front of you at this time, you might still be able to use his life experience for a chance to save your life."

Gu Wangxi vaguely felt that something was weird, but he didn't realize where it was, "I'm afraid I will die faster if I tell him about his life experience."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Wangxi suddenly felt terrified.

He is very sensitive to crises, and this sensitivity has allowed him to escape life and death again and again. This time, he still chose to trust his intuition and rushed out the door with all his strength.

But when he took a step, he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and he fainted to the ground.

The black iron sword slipped from the ancient king's seat.

On the red bed, Qiu Xuan sat expressionless, with his arms resting on his bent knees, as if he was deep in thought, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

The four words of blood and deep hatred have always been a heavy burden like a mountain.

How did Qiu Xuan feel when he knew that his master was his enemy?

The mouth can't speak, the hatred is rolling, the feeling is hard to describe.

Yu Su'an sat up from the quilt, got out of bed wrapped in the quilt, and checked how the ancient king's seat was. Qiu Xuanyi's strength was so controlled that Gu Wangxi would faint for at least an hour and a half.

He didn't care anymore, picked up the black iron sword and ran back dragging the bedding, his whole body was like a glowing red ball.

As soon as Qiu Xuan came back to his senses, he saw him climbing onto the bed clumsily, and Yu Suan threw the black iron sword to him, "Monk, I haven't asked you yet, what is your sword called?"

Qiu Xuanyi lowered his eyes to look at the sword. The blade was vicissitudes, although it was worn out, it was still as sharp as iron, and there was even a hint of blood.

"It doesn't have a name," Qiu Xuanyi said indifferently, "It was originally tempered with iron rods in the temple."

Qiu Xuan came out of Baoluo Temple in vain, with only one iron rod made of black iron. But he didn't want to use the iron rod anymore, so he fused it into a sword.

There is no scabbard and no name.

Even the sword technique is a murderous sword technique that Qiu Xuanyi figured out by himself.

A martial arts genius is indeed right.

"The sword will become alive after being used for a long time." Yu Su'an turned sideways, found a corner of clothes rags, and gently wiped the black iron sword. "Although I don't know how to use swords, I know how to read swords. Like this sword, it must be Follow its master wholeheartedly to revenge."

Qiu Xuan said: "I only know that the sword will rust after being used for a long time."

Su An: "..."

He pretended he didn't hear this sentence, and carefully wiped the black iron sword. As soon as Qiu Xuan looked at his serious appearance, the hostility that was constantly surging in his heart gradually calmed down, and he felt a rare sense of peace and tranquility.

After wiping the sword, Su An was about to go to sleep, and said leisurely: "People are like iron, but you feel like steel. If you don't sleep once, you will feel sleepy. Monk, today's matter will be discussed tomorrow, so you should go to sleep too."

The monk lay down as he said, and the two of them looked at the top of the bed quietly. After a while, neither of them fell asleep.

Su An blinked and asked, "Did you climb over the roof?"

In the middle of the night, the crescent moon hangs high.

Two or three branches were placed on the roof, and the drink was the wedding wine in the house, which was slightly sweet.

Sitting cross-legged, Yu Su'an filled two glasses of wine for himself and the monk, shaking his head and sighing: "The wine in the Martial Arts Leader's House is not bad, but the taste of this wine is hard to get drunk even after drinking a thousand glasses."

Qiu Xuan sniffed the smell of the wine in the cup, and took a sip, "Is this the smell of wine?"

Su An took a breath, "Have you never drank before?"

It is not surprising that a monk has never drunk alcohol. But if this monk is Qiu Xuanyi, that would be extremely strange.

Qiu Xuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Should I drink it?"

Su An rolled his eyes, and filled Qiu Xuanyi's wine glass again, "Then you have a good taste today, don't worry, this wine will not make you intoxicated."

Qiu Xuanyi didn't refuse, Su An poured a glass, he drank a glass, his complexion didn't change, he was really drunk after a thousand glasses.

While drinking, he suddenly said: "Tonight is the wedding night in the bridal chamber."

Yu Su'an smiled, and teased, "Why, does the monk miss women too?"

Qiu Xuan said, "The bride is you."

Yu Suan said: "Wrong, I'm just a fake bride."

It wasn't until Su An finished speaking that he realized that the monk was saying that he missed him in a flat tone.

He was speechless for a while, and buried himself in a sip of wine.

Qiu Xuanyi was calm, he swung his wine glass, "I used to be a monk in Baoluo Temple for twenty-five years, but I am not a Buddhist monk."

Yu Suan's face was a little red, he tried his best to calm down and said, "How do you say?"

Qiu Xuanyi drank the wine slowly and dropped the glass. When the clear voice came, Yu Su'an was already under him.

Su An was startled, and his face immediately wrinkled like a bitter melon.

He cursed several times in a low voice, and muttered several more. But these words seemed to come from afar, and it took a while for the monk to hear them.

The monk looked into his clear eyes and felt that his heart was burning red. The wine seemed to have a lot of stamina. At least the monk who drank for the first time in his life was already a little fuzzy.

Such a floating feeling, as if those heavy burdens and tarsal maggots have been swept away, and you can relax for a while and hide for a while.

"Little lady." Qiu Xuanyi lowered his voice.

The low voice smelled of alcohol, Su An's ears almost twitched, and he was completely fascinated by the sound.

But he is a person who has seen the world, the more he likes it in his heart, the less it will be seen by others, his brows are raised immediately, with a look of pain in the head, "Qiu Xuanyi, can you call me that again?"

Qiu Xuan smiled lowly.

"When I was young and full of vigor, it was very uncomfortable to wake up every morning and fall asleep at night," said the enchanting monk. "Although I didn't pay attention to the rules and regulations, but there are vulgar and vulgar fans everywhere, I don't like it." , naturally never broke the **** ring."

"You know quite a lot." Yu Su'an said.

"One winter day, the charcoal fire in the temple ran out, so I followed my brothers down the mountain to find a charcoal seller, and I found his home." Qiu Xuanyi narrowed his eyes slightly, "The host and hostess of that family are lying in the house. On the bed, there was a lot of noise, a young monk like me was naturally curious about what was going on, so I ran to the window to have a look while my brothers were not paying attention."

Yu Su'an scolded in shame: "Shut up! You obscene monk!"

Qiu Xuanyi poked his hand in from his sleeve, and smiled coldly, "Then I, an obscene monk, will come to ask you, young master of the Heaven and Earth Bodyguard Bureau, how do you know about this?"

Yu Su'an muttered, but he couldn't speak, so he gave Qiu Xuan a last look, "Get up, do you still drink?"

Qiu Xuan said, "That's right, those who get married will naturally have to drink a cup of wine."

He looked left and right, but his wine glass had just been smashed by him. But it doesn't matter, the monk thought of a good way in a blink of an eye, waited for the wine with his mouth, and gave Yu Su'an a sip of the sweet wine.

Yu Su'an couldn't dodge it, she almost opened her lips to cry without tears, and drank the "Join Cup Wine".

Qiu Xuan finished feeding him, "It's your turn."

Yu Suan rolled her eyes: "No."

Qiu Xuan stared at Yu Su'an with his dark eyes.

Su An shuddered, and smiled flexibly, "Master Monk, I'll feed you now, and I'll feed you now."

He imitated Qiu Xuanyi and gave him a mouthful. The monk was satisfied and said: "This is the ceremony."

Su An said softly: "Where did this gift come from? How can it be done just by handing over a glass of wine?"

Qiu Xuan said, "This is my gift."

Su An remembered that he also had a cup of wine with He Changhuai before.

Now, the monk doesn't remember anything, but he still remembers these things.

Nie Yuan.

What a sinful fate.

Su An said: "Your ceremony is simple."

Qiu Xuan said, "Simple is good."

Su An didn't know what it was like, and said, "After that?"

Qiu Xuan picked him up in a hug, the soles of his feet rose like riding the wind, and his clothes fluttered, "The night of weddings and candles in the bridal chamber."

Su An was hit by the cold wind, and immediately woke up, "There are people in the room."

Qiu Xuan frowned, turned around and was about to leave.

Su An wanted to refuse but greeted him: "Monk, forget it, at a critical moment, you can't—"

Qiu Xuanyi suddenly hugged him and fell to the ground.

The moment he landed, the monk rolled over and placed him under him, protecting Su An firmly.

Su An was startled, turned over to look at Qiu Xuanyi, only to find that the obscene monk was already drunk and fell asleep.

"It's really..." Su An resisted him willingly.

Pretending to be a king, turned out to be a bronze.

Su An put Qiu Xuanyi on the bed, and tied Gu Wangxi and Lin Xunye together. Just after binding them, the system suddenly said "Hey", "Host, the saboteur is no longer detected."

Su An's face darkened, "What do you mean?"

The system said: "The trace of the destroyer disappeared from Lin Xunye's body."

Su An frowned and thought for a while, Chu He was already so weak in the last world, logically speaking, his world has not recovered yet. But Lin Xunye is in good health and has an unusual identity. How could Chu He be him?

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the word "Double Happiness" beside him, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Could it be that Chu He became the dual personality in Lin Xunye's body?