The more Jiang Muyang thought about it, the angrier he became!

The wedding night between him and Pei Lang was completely messed up by Demon Venerable!

What a sightless thing!

Demon Venerable only felt that there were two cold eyes coming towards him, and he glanced sideways, and happened to be looking at Jiang Muyang from a distance.

With a calm expression on his face, without any emotional ups and downs, he turned his head away.

Dealing with three people at the same time seems to be more than capable, without losing the wind.

But soon, Demon Venerable couldn't help turning his head to look at Jiang Muyang again, and his gaze was locked on his pair of star-like eyes.

I thought to myself, Jiang Muyang still has something, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, and Bodhisattvas also need gold-plated bodies. Jiang Muyang looks pretty good in such a dress.

In my memory, there is indeed a bit of resemblance to the young Sword Sect with a bright smile and high spirits.

Demon Venerable closed his eyes, and the face of Yun Feng gradually appeared in his mind.

Those memories that should have been forgotten long ago, like entangled roots, clung tightly to his mind, making him feel dull and painful at every turn.

Demon Venerable clearly understands that there is only one Yun Feng in this world, and any substitute for Yun Feng is just a defective product.

But Jiang Muyang is different. Even if Jiang Muyang is a bit like Yun Feng, he is also very special.

Demon Venerable really appreciates it, and also likes Jiang Muyang.

But it doesn't mean that he can tolerate Jiang Muyang's discrediting Yun Feng and pretending to be Yun Feng in Sword Sect.

In particular, Jiang Muyang deliberately dressed up as Yun Feng, with cinnabar on his forehead, and tear moles at the end of his eyes... These belonged exclusively to Yun Feng.

What Jiang Muyang did was really imitating others!

"Jiang Muyang, I don't like you pretending to be Yun Feng. Your original appearance is very good."

Demon Venerable shook his head, and when he opened his eyes again, his gaze became much colder. He stretched out his hand to Jiang Muyang, and said indifferently, "The cinnabar and tear mole are not suitable for you, I will wipe them off for you."

Jiang Muyang raised his sword to block it, and immediately scolded: "Bah! You don't know the truth, so stop talking nonsense in front of people!" He tapped his toes, and his whole body took off in mid-air.

With a sword in one hand and an imperial talisman in the other, with a whoosh, dozens of yellow talismans hovered beside him and flew out along the sword body, like arrows leaving the string, they arrived at Demon Venerable in an instant.side.

Demon Venerable sneered coldly, and when he froze, his whole body disappeared in place. Almost in an instant, he tore apart the space and appeared in front of Jiang Muyang.touched Jiang Muyang's face.

The bell on the wrist shook slightly, making a strange sound, like a deadly song.

This change happened so fast that people had no time to react.

The armored palm gradually enlarged under Jiang Muyang's eyes, cold sweat broke out on his face, he clenched his teeth, and swung his sword across.

With a bang, Demon Venerable's claws were like steel and iron bones, and they didn't move at all. His cold and pale fingertips almost touched Jiang Muyang's eyebrows.

Jiang Muyang even felt the cold and gloomy breath, like a ghost climbing up from the depths of hell, with a rotten wood smell on his body...

This reminded him suddenly of the scene where Demon Venerable humiliated and tortured him in his previous life!

The cold fingers were directly on his throat, almost turning his head off alive!

Cold sweat rolled down the brow bone.

Pei Qing and Daoist Changyin flashed over almost at the same time, blocking Demon Venerable's path from left to right.

That big pale hand failed to touch Jiang Muyang after all.

Demon Venerable feels disappointed, and feels that the temperature of Jiang Muyang should remain on his fingertips.

The strange thing is that he never got Jiang Muyang, but he seemed to have lost it thousands of times.

Even every time he passed by, he felt dejected.

It's ridiculous that Demon Venerable still doesn't understand what this emotion means.

Jiang Muyang only felt buzzing in his ears, three powerful spiritual forces were clinging together in mid-air, and he didn't dare to move violently because of the vines.

I'm afraid that if the steps are a little bigger, it will cause overwhelming and ecstasy.

What a shame!

Jiang Muyang could clearly feel that his robe felt a little warm and wet.

The vine has spread to an unfathomable position without his noticing.

It swelled to an incredible size.

I don't know if it's because he misses Pei Lang so much, he even faintly felt that the shape of the vine after swelling was almost the same as that of Pei Lang, and there were viciously bursting vine tendons...

Jiang Muyang was almost unable to move, he slid back quickly, and as soon as his feet landed, his legs were so soft that he could hardly stand upright.

The eyes are black for a while, then white for a while, and the retina seems to be densely covered with light spots.

His breathing began to be rapid, hot sweat rolled down his temples, his bright red lips were slightly parted, and he was panting heavily.

Somewhat impatiently, he wanted to reach out and untie his collar.

And Pei Qing, who had the same feeling as him, almost couldn't hold the sword in his hand for a moment.

There was also fine cold sweat on his forehead.

The rich red spread all the way to his neck, and his delicate Adam's apple rolled up and down. He swallowed, feeling his mouth dry.

He secretly regretted why he played this kind of game with Jiang Muyang on the wedding day.

It's really hard to ride a tiger right now.However, Jiang Muyang was still moving around.

Pei Qing looked at Jiang Muyang from a distance, their eyes were fixed, and they became more and more hot, Jiang Muyang licked his lips impatiently, and pulled his collar with one hand, revealing his delicate collarbone.

Further down, bright red hickey marks of different shades will be exposed on the chest.

Pei Qing had to deal with Demon Venerable and Yang Yang at the same time.

Directly using the art of thousands of miles of sound transmission, he pretended to be puzzled and asked: "What's wrong? Are you injured?"

"Ok."

This sound seemed to be forcefully squeezed out of his throat, with a sweet wet feeling, which reminded Pei Qing suddenly of the taste of Jiang Muyang's lips and tongue.

Sweet and creamy.

"I'm hurt." Jiang Muyang looked at the red shadow in midair with burning eyes, and said with a bit of coquettishness, "I feel... uncomfortable."

"Pei Lang..."

With just one sound, the sword in Pei Qing's hand almost flew out, his body swayed violently in mid-air, and he couldn't stand so stably. His throat swallowed again, and his mouth became more parched.

But also know that now is not the time, and must not be immersed in it.

"Then you find a place, hide for a while, and just stand by and watch."

Jiang Muyang agreed very happily, and the vines scratched him almost to the point of losing his mind. Before he collapsed completely, he wisely chose to step down.

Anyway, there are enough people, and whether he goes up or not, it won't be the key to the outcome.

On the contrary, what is more fatal now is that vine.

He had to find a hidden corner and get the vines out.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Muyang held on to the sword, turned around and left, but as soon as he turned around, he bumped into Lin Yusheng.

"Muyang! What's wrong with you? Did you get hurt somewhere? Why are you sweating so much?!"

Lin Yusheng's face was full of astonishment, and he hurriedly repelled the demon soldiers in a circle, and he didn't care about covering the other monks, the younger brother was the most important thing.

He was about to help Jiang Muyang's arm, but he dodged it.

"Muyang, what's wrong with you?" Lin Yusheng jumped into the air, and asked even more puzzled, "Where did you get hurt? You tell the big brother, and the big brother will heal your wound!"

Hot sweat dripped down Jiang Muyang's face, rolling down his temples. He shook his head, trying to make his tone sound normal.

"I'm fine, but I've consumed too much spiritual power just now, and now I'm a little weak, so I should hide and meditate to adjust my breathing."

"I see!"

Lin Yusheng suddenly realized that he couldn't help but support Jiang Muyang, and while swinging his sword, he repelled all the demon soldiers who tried to hurt Jiang Muyang.

Escort people all the way to a safer corner.

Carefully helping him to sit down, Lin Yusheng grabbed Jiang Muyang's wrist, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be afraid, Mu Yang, there is a senior brother here, and the senior brother will protect you. Don't move, I will put myselfHis spiritual power will be delivered to you first!"

Jiang Muyang: "..."

He was about to break free, saying that he didn't need it, just rest for a while.

It'll be fine once he gets the vines out.

Unexpectedly, the senior brother who has always been good-tempered and soft-spoken, suddenly spoke harshly: "Don't move! You are hurt! I have said it all, don't be brave and you will listen! There is a master in everything, and there is a senior brother!"them!"

Jiang Muyang: "..."

Immediately, Lin Yusheng felt that his tone was too harsh, and he said apologetically, "Muyang, be obedient, senior brother, I will transfer the spiritual power to you."

Jiang Muyang was slightly taken aback, and when he regained his composure, a fresh and unfamiliar spiritual force flowed down his wrist like a mountain spring into his body.

With the loss of more and more spiritual power, the veins on Lin Yusheng's forehead and neck twitched, and his complexion began to turn pale, which seemed to be a sign that his spiritual power was about to be exhausted.

But he still insisted on delivering spiritual power to Jiang Muyang.

Before Lin Yusheng was on the verge of exhaustion of spiritual power, Jiang Muyang remained silent, and pushed him away. Lin Yusheng fell back weakly, clutching his chest, panting weakly.

After a long time, Lin Yusheng asked him gently, "Muyang, are you feeling better now? Are you still suffering?"

Jiang Muyang shook his head, raised his eyes and asked him: "Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"

"Because you are my junior brother," Lin Yusheng said in surprise, "Muyang, when you were seven years old, you came to Wanren Mountain with Master. Master is very busy and often retreats to practice. Me and Jin YuanYou are much older, and we brought you to practice together. I am the brother who watched you grow up, can I not treat you well?"

Jiang Muyang was silent. Thinking about it carefully, Senior Brother Mudstick really treated him very well in the past.

But that was all in the past.

How wonderful it would be if you didn't have the experience of your previous life.

He had thought more than once that he hoped that his previous life was just a nightmare, and when he woke up from the dream, he would still be the little junior on Wanren Mountain who was loved by thousands of people.

He is still a carefree, free-spirited child who likes the little luotou who is by the side of his master and brothers.

Why did everyone forget it, but he was the only one who remembered it!

Is this God's favor for him, or is it a kind of cruelty.

Jiang Muyang looked indifferent, didn't say anything, and straightened his clothes on his own.

Lin Yusheng didn't realize it, and even laughed and talked about the embarrassing things about Jiang Muyang's childhood.

"Muyang, do you remember? When you were young, you loved eating candy very much. You said that you had never eaten candy before, and you said that you were miserable. Master, Jinyuan and I love you very much. We would go down the mountain every now and then.You buy candy."

"Later, you ate too much candy, broke a tooth, hurt during the day and night, and your face was so swollen that you couldn't eat or even drink water. Jinyuan and I were in a hurry. He complained that I bought you candy, and weAlso blame him for pampering you too much.

After Master heard about it, he superficially said, Quan should teach you a lesson, and privately visit you every night. When you were young, you loved acting like a spoiled child. Sitting in Master’s arms, you must lean against Master’s chest to sleep."

As Lin Yusheng spoke, he was still a little emotional.

"Master is actually very strict with his apprentices. When we were three children, we never dared to act like a baby to Master. Only you dared to do so. Master also pampered you and pampered you. He rarely scolded you harshly, even if it was you.It's your fault... Master also blamed me and Jinyuan for not taking good care of you."

Jiang Muyang knew that in his previous life, he had a muddled mind, and wanted to be like other evil disciples, committing crimes against his master, deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors—in fact, he was just angry with Pei Qing—he had nothing but childishness towards his master.Mu Jingzhong, without any trace of love.

After the master knew about it, he said something to him: "Muyang, you are still young, and you don't understand many things. As a teacher, you are much older than you, enough to be your father. As a teacher, you are just younger, but the teacherYou can't fool yourself into thinking that this is youth.

Being a teacher is much older than you, and you have seen many things in the world. You are still young and do not understand love. If you develop love for a teacher, it is not your fault, but the teacher did not teach you well.

If your conduct is not good, it is not that you are not good, but that Master is not good enough, and it is because Master did not persuade and stop you in time, and did not guide you to become mature."

This is the reason why Jiang Muyang once gave up committing crimes against his superiors, deceiving his master and exterminating his ancestors, and it is also the reason why he cannot truly hate his master.

It can't be purely good, nor can it be purely evil, wandering between good and evil, it seems that if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss.

If... in this life, Pei Qing can hold his hand tightly and prevent him from falling into the endless abyss again, maybe he can try to forget.

Of course, before he completely forgot, those who had hurt him should pay the same price.