You Jiang is the monk who knows the heart demon the best in the world. After Fu Hongye got into trouble, he treated everything as usual, and he was even able to find people in an orderly manner, except that the word You Jiang was no longer mentioned. The crux of this person must lie with him. He didn't know what evil Fu Hongye was involved in that would make him lust for himself, but he knew very well that the demons could not be avoided.

It is impossible for Fu Hongye not to know this truth, but he just doesn't wake up. In that case, You Jiang helped him to let the youth remember the fact that Feng Zhi was no longer there.

"You Jiang...Magic..."

You Jiang was indeed Fu Hongye’s demon barrier. As the demon repairs pressed harder, the youth’s gentle eyes were gradually covered with blood, and he returned to the crazy appearance of last night. He grabbed the demon leader’s wrist and only murmured: "I ...The evil spirits should be eliminated..."

The momentum of Sanxian’s demonization is destined to be mighty, the originally calm water suddenly surging up, and even the ground is trembling slightly. When you see it alone, you will know that you are not good, and immediately shouted to You Jiang: "Master, you will lead his mind. Come out, let's run quickly."

"What are you running? Mo Xiu can only fight to the death and never retreat. Get out of here, and this seat will fight him!"

You Jiang finally brought out Fu Hongye's demons. At this time, he would fall short when he left. How could he go? He sent the right guardian out of the cave with a palm of the wind.

At this moment, the dark clouds covered the moon and thousands of ghosts were crying together, and the hordes of demons turned into skeletons and roared. The leader of the Demon Dao did his best, even Fu Hongye, who was a Sanxian, couldn't easily deal with it. The monk in white condensed his energy, and the twelve maple leaf thin blades hanging on his wrist finally shot. Frost-red sword aura hovered up like fallen leaves of a maple forest, and the sword intent full of righteous aura would attack the monsters one by one, but its body had already transformed into wind and cloud and fell behind You Jiang with the mist at night. Repair the barrier. The red leaves fall, the sword art rises, and the thin blade is full of twelve frosts. The red sword qi is dazzling from all directions. Even if You Jiang has the strongest body method in the magic way, there is nowhere to hide, only with the magic energy body protection. A blow from the first monk.

The twelve thin blades of maple leaf tied to Fu Hongye's left wrist by a silver cord are his debut magic weapon, named Yiye Jinghong. In the past, Fu Hongye used the Fengzhi sword to perform the sword intent of the heavens. You Jiang has never seen him use this trick. Now he suddenly remembers, relatively subconsciously, that there was also a person who picked leaf flying flowers as a weapon in the past. When the rain of apricot blossoms fell, the pedestrians stopped in shock, but the man leaned in his ear and said softly, "Bong it, look, it's raining."

Of course, You Jiang knew that this was just an illusion. Fu Hongye's heart to eliminate demons was extremely firm, and the sword aura he used was completely different from the boy's joke. His current surge of vitality is ironclad evidence. The old man is dead and can't return anything. He is now a demon, and there is no need to think about anything except a battle with the right way. Even if Fu Hongye is like that person, he will never show any mercy to the head of the Xuan Sect.

The barrier was broken and Moxiu's face became pale. He vomited blood at will, and blocked these old things again, only sneered at the young man in a wary spirit: "The stinky boy is strong enough, come again!"

You Jiang is the monk Fu Hongye fought the most. As long as the two of them do something, Fu Hongye can no longer treat this person as Jiang Fengzhi. He didn't want to hurt Feng Zhi, he wanted to get along with this person very much, but this demon cultivator never gave him a chance, and repeatedly forced him to make a choice between the right way and the past feelings. It was really hateful.

Fortunately, he now knows how to deal with the leader of the Demon Dao. Seeing that You Jiang had to act regardless of his injury, the silver cord on his left wrist immediately wrapped the Naihe fan, and with a hook on his wrist he brought the Demon Xiu who could not hold the offensive into his arms. , Although his chest was filled with anger, he forcibly lifted Yu Jiang's chin and kissed him.

Fu Hongye, who only knew Qingxiu had no skills at all, only relied on instinct to quell the struggle between You Jiang's lips and teeth with brute force. It was this kind of complete suppression of dominance that was the most suffocating. You Jiang patted the young man with three palms on his back without letting him go. He couldn't breathe and he lost his strength in his hands. Looking up, I really don't have any interest in hitting this time, only angrily said: "Smelly boy, see who you are kissing, and find the right person in estrus!"

You Jiang really didn't understand what this was. He was pretty sure that Fu Hongye had recognized him as You Jiang when he made the move. Such a ruthless sword move definitely regained the heart of slaying demons and defending the Tao. This is the case, is this brat deliberately? became addicted to sleeping after turning on the meat, so how many times do pretend to be crazy? Just the bed-breaking skills, this brat dare to do it again, who is it that gave him the courage?

You Jiang unceremoniously used the darkest thoughts to speculate about the youth's intentions, but Fu Hongye didn't care about his hostile eyes at all. As long as this person is quiet, it is best. He knows that there is a problem with his current state of mind, but he doesn't want to wake up, at least he doesn't need to pay attention to any constraints when he is in a madness, and can do everything he wants to do.

Just like now, he forcibly hugged You Jiang in his arms, as if the two have returned to the past, there is no righteous and evil, no life and death fighting, only ears and temples hand in hand with the rivers and lakes, in this way, he can finally slowly say the sentence buried in The words from the bottom of my heart for a hundred years, "Fengzhi, I planted your favorite maple tree in Luoxian Lake, how about going back with me?"

Before, You Jiang might have doubts about Fengzhi in his mouth, but now he is sure that it is Jiang Fengzhi. However, he just lowered his eyes in silence, and when he raised his head again, Mo Xiu smiled stubbornly, "It's ridiculous, there is nowhere else to go except the Demon Cult's seat in this world."

The two looked at each other, neither of them would give in. Fu Hongye didn’t let go, and You Jiang couldn’t get rid of it. At the time of the stalemate, the savior finally came. Only the disciples of the demon cult who led the summoned by Alone came in. , I'm here to save you!"

Lonely work is a medical repair and only has the Yuan Ying cultivation base. I expected that they couldn't intervene when they fought, so they hurried to find a helper as soon as they were sent out. However, when he came in with hundreds of brothers, the scene where the leader and the leader of the right path were hugged together appeared in front of him, which made the young right guard a little at a loss. He silently put down the jasper gourd he wanted to smash at Fu Hongye, and only asked: "Should I go out to take care of the wind?"

This adopted son was really useless except to cheat him. Even if he couldn't help, he brought hundreds of disciples to watch the leader and was kissed by the leader of the right path, which made You Jiang doubt whether he was Fu Hongyesheng.

It’s said that the battle between good and evil has become so embarrassing for everyone. Fortunately, You Jiang has seen the old rivers and lakes with big winds and waves. This brat!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew that the leader was okay. How could he swear so vigorously when he really fights, he immediately waved his life, what should the disciple of the demon cultivator do? How do you know if it's flirting or really hitting..."

As soon as You Jiang said this, he wanted to pick up a fan to let him enjoy the beating from his adoptive father. Fu Hongye didn't know where this man had such a bad temper, so he could only persuade him helplessly: "Don't get angry, so you can heal yourself."

It's okay for him not to speak. When you say that You Jiang is even more angry, he expects that this stinky boy is dependent on him, and he is coughing up blood regardless of his injury. He only mocks: "You don't like to be crazy, don't you like to go crazy? Put this seat right here."

This suggestion is really heartwarming, but considering the consequences of doing so, Fu Hongye, who has recovered some sense, can only shook his head helplessly, flew up to the cave wall to meditate and adjust his breath, and stopped arguing with him.

The two of them were really fighting. You Jiang’s sword qi hurt his lungs, and Fu Hongye’s three palms were not light. At this time, You Jiang did not have the energy to provoke him anymore, and he crossed his legs when he saw that this person stopped talking. Sit down and adjust your qi.

Alone couldn't figure out what the relationship between the two people was, and felt puzzled. He only used his job as a medical repairer to check the pulse of You Jiang, and took out the pill and said: "The teacher, you are not badly hurt, why bother to provoke him. what?"

"You don't understand, this seat is meant to hurt him. The pain makes people sober. Since ancient times, there is no balance between right and evil. He must remember that this seat must also remember. If this is forgotten, it will be the most terrible calamity. "

You Jiang certainly knew the consequences of fighting Fu Hongye, but he couldn't get used to getting along with the youth. People who are destined to face each other should not have a good impression from the beginning.

Only eighteen years old did not understand the rules of survival in these rivers and lakes. While healed his adoptive father’s exercises, he was still puzzled and said: “It’s a joy to lose God and say that good and evil don’t matter. If you like it, you will marry home and you’re tired. I have to go back, how can I live without a wife?"

This mourning god is the former Dao-guardian. You Jiang didn’t have a good temper with this ghost and god who abducted the backbone of the Demon Cult. Just like them, they were calculated by living people that they couldn't even reincarnate."

Everyone knows that the world of ghosts and gods can't be replied. You Jiang was casually mocking, but when he mentioned the word reincarnation, his tone was abrupt, and he subconsciously looked at Fu Hongye in the distance.

Yes, he forgot that there is a reincarnation in this world, could it be...

You Jiang was silent, but he was unconscious, he was still curious: "Master, don't you like maple leaves? I remember that after you lost to Fu Hongye last time, you chopped down our only maple tree in Mobei."

This remark exposed the fact that this kid was hiding from the side and was eavesdropping. It was clear that he deliberately brought someone in to interrupt the entanglement between the two. He actually had a face to act stupid, and he was indeed a seed raised by the leader of the demon cult. You Jiang squinted at him angrily, but didn't open it up, but said: "That tree was planted by this seat, do you have any comments?"

It’s not easy to feed maple trees in the desert. You Jiang planted the tree to waste a lot of effort. In order to vent his anger to Fu Hongye and say to cut it, he can only sigh for such obsession: "You really love to deal with Hongye. It's deep."

You Jiang, of course, only wanted to cut Fu Hongye. He could paint Sheng Jiang Fengzhi’s favorite Autumn Frost Red. At the age of sixteen, he was famous for his twelve-volume "Frost Sky Picture". He was praised by the royal seat of Tianshu Pavilion as "The Holy Hand of Red Leaves. Autumn soul." It is called the painting saint.

Jiang Fengzhi's men were stained with the blood of disciples of various factions and were expelled from the Tianshu Pavilion. The family even expelled him and ordered him not to use the Jiang surname in his life. Now, no one of the Jiang family members knew of his existence in the city of Chang'an. Jiang Fengzhi that year looked like Wen Tun but had a tough temper. The right way didn’t recognize him, so he changed his name and changed his surname to join the magical way. From then on, he was completely cut off from the past. Erotica also no longer paints a picture of the mountains and rivers of the world. The unfinished "Frosty Sky and Autumn Leaves" in the thirteenth volume became the masterpiece of painting, lost on the road of escape, and no one can see it anymore.

Even You Jiang himself almost forgot about the past, but he didn't want to see a Fu Hongye who still remembers Jiang Fengzhi. He Huan’s work is never easy, so why bother to accept and pay the red leaves as a disciple back then, is there any deep meaning behind this move?

Fu Hongye, what is the origin?