Mozun is Running Away From Marriage Every Day

Yin Wuhui's mind was always abandoned by Hua Sijin, and he turned upside down when speaking: "Ats, this group of ants! How dare to disobey the deity, **** it, **** it all!"

Shang Yanmei: "Zun Shang."

Yin Wuhui looked fiercely and said, "When the Fenqing Temple's phantom array is dead! Let them go, the deity can make them flow into a sea of ​​blood without moving their fingers!"

Yin Wuhui lowered his head and glanced at Dazzling. The Demon Venerable was already quite calm at this time. He waved his hand and said, "Take it down, and find someone to stare at this rebellious son for the deity!"

Shang Yanmei lowered her head and said "Yes", Hua Che followed to the water prison.

The so-called water prison is a pool of lake built in the center of the Fenqing Temple. The lake is blood red, and it looks like a flowing red brocade from a distance, which is truly magnificent and beautiful.

However, when you come closer, you can clearly smell the **** smell in the lake. Someone once said that the lake was originally a normal water color. Later, because too many people died in the water prison, the lake water was stained blood.

The monks who died in the water prison were very miserable and tortured to death. Therefore, there was a year-round resentment on the lake. The evil wind was extremely fierce. Ordinary people would be sucked dry by the evil spirit just walking near the lake. Essence.

Hua Che jumped into the lake and passed through the crevice of the boulder, where was the barrier of the water prison.

After passing through the enchantment, the blood was gone, Hua Che was sealed by the golden core, without the cultivation base, and followed Shang Yanmei like an ordinary mortal.

The layout here is no different from an ordinary cell, except that there is a single room for one person. The place is very spacious, and from time to time there are two mice and cockroaches running by.

Hua Che walked into the cell. The lighting here was good. Through the skylight above his head, brilliance came in repeatedly. He turned and waved at Shang Yanmei and said, "Go slow!"

Shang Yanmei said to the figure in the darkness: "Your command, Haosheng is watching him, don't go on a business trip."

The man slowly walked out of the dark light, and responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Hua Che was shocked.

Shang Yanmei left with his hand. The demon cultivator wore black clothes. Like the disciples of the Fenqing Temple, he was wearing the Burning Love Gu. Under the shining of the clear moonlight, his eyes were extremely scarlet.

A cold light flashed under Hua Che's eyes: "Lu Yao."

The magic repair was startled and turned around abruptly: "Flower clear sky!?"

Not seen for a year, Lu Yao has changed.

Not only did he change from immortal cultivator to magic cultivator, but also... the original youthful aura disappeared. He was obviously only seventeen years old, but he looked like a thirty-seven middle-aged man.

His hair is all white.

The heart demon is disturbed, his inner palace is in chaos, and the true essence is retrograde, it is a matter of course for him to fall into the demon way.

Back then, when Wanmen was able to martial arts, Hua Che planted a demon with a flute sound to Lu Yao. If he could get other Lexiu’s clear heart sounds in time, then Hua Che’s demon would have long since disappeared. Unfortunately, Lu Yao’s luck Too bad.

When he noticed his own demon, he was already in a trance. Before the people around him noticed it, the Dongchuang incident happened during his father's time. He escaped from the Shangqing Immortal Gate and the entire Immortal Dao, just like a bereavement dog, not coming. Where can I go to the Devildom? If you don't take refuge in the Fenqing Palace, where is there a place for him to stay?

"It's you..." Lu Yao's reaction was unusually calm, the cell door was not closed, and he pushed the door directly in, "Why are you also caught by the demon?"

Hua Che did not answer his question, but said: "So you are in the Fen Qing Palace!"

"you know?"

"My guess."

Lu Yao chuckled, "Yes, besides here, where is there a place for me in Kyushu in the whole world?"

The smile on Lu Yao's face is stronger, and his expression can almost be described as "human and animal harmless, simple and cute": "These years, the clear sky has been pretty good?"

Hua Che stared at Lu Yao, "If you have something to ask me, ask!"

Lu Yao's eyes suddenly had a hostile spirit, but he concealed it very well, almost fleeting, and turned back to his simple and cowardly appearance.

He didn't do what Hua Che wanted, but he said to himself: "I was born with a noble birth, and when I opened my eyes, I was the son of the head teacher. I was born with a halo. Everyone envied me and everyone pleases me."

"Later, I also began to practice. My father taught me hand in hand, and the elders of the Shang Qing Dynasty also worked hard to cultivate me, eager to train me to be an excellent heir. I will inherit the entire Shang Qing immortal gate. This matter is everyone’s own. "By default," Lu Yao laughed miserably, "They thought so at first, and I thought so too, but later... they didn't think so, because this proud man of heaven is too stupid, and there is no such thing as a teacher. Vigorous?"

Hua Che did not speak, but listened quietly.

Lu Yao: "I'm dull, I can't help it, God is not beautiful, I was born behind, who can I blame! I also want to work hard to be famous, I also want to work harder to make my father face There is light, but I really don’t have the qualifications. My father said I was not a martial artist, he said I had lost his face, and said that I could not support the wall with mud, and I was destined to be ineffective for a lifetime. I knew all of this. Don't let him remind me over and over again."

"It's said that Yan's teacher produces high-level disciples. It turns out that the apprentice is stupid, even stupid, and no matter how strict the master is, it's useless." Lu Yao looked at Hua Che deeply, "You know, my father takes pleasure in hitting me."

Of course Hua Che knew.

Maybe it is because I hate iron but not steel. Lu Mingfeng is not up for it, so he hopes that his son will do his best to practice martial arts, longing for Lu Yao to surpass everyone, and longing for him to become the leader of all kinds of martial arts.

Lu Yao was beaten up from childhood, not secretly behind closed doors, but in the presence of the disciples and elders of the whole school.

In Lu Mingfeng's words, today's shame is the driving force for you to move forward in the future.

This is correct at first sight, but Lu Mingfeng used the wrong direction.

For the first time Lu Yao was humiliated, he may not be reconciled, and may work hard. In the eyes of outsiders, there has been some progress, but in Lu Mingfeng's eyes, it is far from enough, and in exchange for the second punishment.

The third time, the fourth time, countless times...

No matter how strong the self-esteem is, it will be crushed.

Gradually, Lu Yao became timid and fearful, becoming weak and incompetent.

Lu Yao: "He always blames me for being useless and for not being able to bear things, hehehehe, isn't it all caused by him? If he could encourage me and say a good thing to me, I wouldn't be like this. I won’t be indecisive anymore!"

"Don't think that how strong your father is is a good thing." Lu Yao sneered, "Because his light is too strong, it will burn you. Others will compare you with you, and you will live very tired."

"The father is so good, why the son is so useless? Luzhangjiao is the number one in the world. Will his son be the bottom-most in the world? He was raised by Luzhangjiao? Are they really biological fathers and sons? "Lu Yao took two steps closer and looked at Hua Che faintly, "I can hear things like this every day."

"I have begun to doubt myself. I wonder if it is my father's own son, and why everyone is so good... Elder Qian Yang once said that Zuo Qi's talent is not good, but even such a mediocre person can surpass me. Conversely call me Junior Brother, ha ha ha ha..."

"Fortunately, God is not too bad for me."

"Who said that I am not Lu Mingfeng's own son? It turns out that Lu, who is respected by thousands of people, is not so talented! He is mediocre like me. My dad scolds me for waste, scolds me for useless, scolds me It’s okay, isn’t these words actually what he said to himself? He was scolding me on the surface, but he was actually scolding himself!” Hua Che said coldly, “You know that Lu Mingfeng’s murder of his disciples But you are in the same foul relationship with him."

"That's what they deserve!" Lu Yao screamed, his eyes turned fierce and brutal in an instant, "Who makes them look down on us stupid people? Who makes those who claim to be super talented and proud of the sky? , I look down on us in my heart, look down on us! All of them are despised and indisputable! You deserve it, how about your talent, and how about being the darling of heaven? In the end, is it not for my father to make wedding dresses? Ha ha ha , Deserve it!"

People are born unequal. Some people are born in poverty and have low status. And some people have good clothes and food, relatives and relatives of the emperor.

Does this kind of thing come over jealously?

Lu Yao hated all people better than his talents, like a bruised and bruised beast trapped in a cage, it could only roar and roar in vain and struggle in vain.

In fact, Hua Che can understand.

He was jealous of jealousy, human nature. After finishing Hua Mei'er's affairs and struggling to survive with Granny Jiang, he saw the drunk officials, Xianhuan, and those rich young masters who were spending money like earth. He was really jealous and dissatisfied.

In order to survive, some people do not hesitate to beg for mercy, kneel on the ground and hold other people's stinky feet, just for a bite to eat.

And some people, who have a wealth of wealth, but are drunk and enthusiastic, don't know how to cherish, and throw away good meals when they say they are thrown away.

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

He saw too many too many.

But what's the use of being uncomfortable? People who have done good deeds in their previous life have accumulated good fortune, and they will have a good baby in this life. And I was born to suffer and suffered for the rest of my life. It's useless to blame the heavens and others. I can only lament that I committed sins in my previous life and retribution in this life.

"Hua Che." Lu Yao calmed down suddenly. He squatted, looking at Hua Che who was sitting on the ground with piercing eyes, "I have never provoke you, and I have never done anything to apologize to you, haven't I ?"

Hua Che raised his eyes.

An awe-inspiring air appeared between Lu Yao's eyebrows: "Why are you hurting me!"

This question may have troubled Lu Yao for a whole year!

An extremely faint smile flashed in Hua Che's eyes.

He had desperately wanted to rescue walking food from Lu Mingfeng, but in return, Lu Yao wished him to die, deeply hated him, and even wanted to rush in front of Chu Binghuan and kill him.

"Have you never done anything to be sorry for me?" Hua Che sighed softly in his heart, "I don't care about the things in the past. I wanted to kill Lu Mingfeng alone and it's over. It's up to you, Lu Xian. The teacher's heart is more poisonous than I thought."

Lu Yao was startled.

"I thought you were young and ignorant. You were only fifteen years old. What can you understand? Even if you run into Lu Mingfeng's secret, how can you resist? I think so, and I don't plan to do anything to you when I feel softened for a while. I'm very tired, I just want to eat and wait to die in the Lingxiao Palace, I don't want to worry about these messy things, but you..."

Hua Che smiled bitterly, "Back then on Qingcheng Peak, you invited me to study at the Shangqing Immortal Gate. Do you still remember what you said?"

Lu Yao's eyes were filled with confusion, he reacted for a while, and his eyes widened in astonishment.

Hua Che repeated it verbatim: "If I come forward, I can beg my father to accept you as the head teacher."

Lu Yao stood up in shock and took two steps back.

The corner of Hua Che's lips evoked a cold smile: "You are filial, and you are looking for poultry for your father. Lu Yao, Lu Yao, I saved your life when I was a child, so now are you repaying me like that?"

Lu Yao couldn't say a word when he choked.

Hua Che stopped paying attention to him, got up and walked to the wall, and listened through the wall. There was no movement in the left and right cells, and he was not sure whether Wen Yuan was here or not.

This bundle of immortal locks can seal the golden core, and Hua Che can't move his true essence for the time being. He feels the sound of fine footsteps approaching behind him. He doesn't even bother to turn his head back, just said: "What will end up murdering Shao Zun? Think about it. Do it again."

Lu Yao's footsteps froze, and he dared not approach half a step.

The author has something to say: thanks to [Chen Jiyao Enron] for the grenades, and thanks to [Nervous Yuumi] for the mines and grenades!

Thank you [Three Thousand Crows] [Yun] [47125380] [Qingjun]’s mines!