With his eyes covered, the aura on Ning Ji's body became colder. It seemed that he did not expect that Chu Jinxiao would say such words. At this moment, his face was pale when he was extremely angry, and the ends of his eyes were actually a little red.

The master had never worn a mask in Longyuan, and Chu Jinxiao could clearly see every expression on his face at this time.

I don't know when my legs have turned into dragon tails, wrapping around the master's waist bit by bit, and pushing aside the layer of clothes. Ning Ji's inner clothes were looming under the pond water. The dragon core was hot, but the pond water was cold and stinging.

Excited, he tightened his grip.

He has been practicing swordsmanship for many years and is not thin, but his body is extremely beautiful, as if his whole body was carefully carved.

When the dragon's tail touched his waist under the pool, Ning Ji suddenly tightened his hand, his thin shoulder bones tensed, like a lone crane flapping its wings on the edge of a cliff, it was so beautiful that it made people's hearts palpitate.

Chu Jinxiao had completely transformed into a dragon at this time, and the black dragon body was in sharp contrast with the color of the snow. Ning Ji's crow feathers were scattered, and the dragon core in his body seemed to have received a response at this time, making it even hotter.

The cold dragon scales rubbed his waist and abdomen, and Chu Jinxiao called out "Master" again and again.

These two words filled him with boundless shame, but they also made him sober up.

Ning Ji closed his eyes, and a thin blush appeared at the end of his eyes. When Chu Jinxiao's whole dragon body wrapped around him, he stretched out his hand to summon Tan Bian's sword.

As soon as Chu Jinxiao approached his master, he was stabbed by a sword into his body. The dragon scales were extremely hard, but after all, Ning Ji was at the stage of becoming a god. His shoulder was pierced, and he tightened his grip and slowly

He regained his adult appearance.

The blood on the shoulders of the stern and calm young man stained his clothes red.

Ning Ji frowned, wondering if he had struck too hard, when he saw Chu Jinxiao raise his head.

"Master stabbed me again."

Another stab?

This was the first time he had made a move against Chu Jinxiao. Ning Ji frowned slightly, wondering where his statement came from.

Chu Jinxiao lowered his eyes and smiled.

"Master doesn't know."

"Master has actually stabbed me with the sword many times."

——It’s just in my heart.

Maybe it was because of the many thorns in my heart, but now my body no longer hurts.

"I can pretend that what happened today never happened."

He said these words again, exactly the same as when he was at Jiejian Peak ten years ago.

The blood dyed the cold pool red, and just when Ning Ji was about to pull out his sword, Chu Jinxiao held the blade.

The young man's body was stained with blood, but a smile appeared at this moment.

"It can't happen."

Before Ning Ji could react, he suddenly approached with the sword in front of him.

The sword penetrated deeper into his body, but Chu Jinxiao didn't seem to notice it. When blood spilled from the corners of his lips, he kissed Ning Ji desperately.

He would rather be pierced by a sword than get close to him.

Ning Ji's brows suddenly wrinkled, and even he himself didn't notice that the movements in his hands stopped for a moment.

"Master, please remember me."

"It can't happen."

The kiss was broken immediately because Ning Ji slowly pulled out the sword.

His knuckles turned white from pain. When he was pushed away, he stood under the moonlight and smiled: "I will not let Master leave." His loneliness was hidden in his eyes, and all that appeared in front of him was madness.

Chu Jinxiao was in a miserable state.

"You're crazy." Ning Ji looked at him deeply, his voice cold.

His lips were also stained with blood, and looked extremely red under the moonlight.

Seeing that Chu Jinxiao was completely irrational at this time, he didn't want to stay here. After sheathing his sword, he withdrew his gaze and turned around to leave.

Chu Jinxiao stood quietly in the cold pool without speaking. He didn't raise his head until Ning Ji's back disappeared.

Yes, Master would not be Master if he didn't push him away.

He smiled mockingly, but slowly tightened his grip.

Ning Ji's heart was actually not at peace. He had always been calm, even after knowing that he was imprisoned by Chu Jinxiao. But the blood-stained kiss just now made his heart slightly confused for a moment.

He tightened his sword and paused in the forest before lowering his eyes and leaving.

…

The days in Long Yuanzhong passed very quickly, and Ning Ji could only wake up for an hour every day. It seemed that he didn't want to see Chu Jinxiao again, so he only opened his eyes after he left.

It's been like this for a month.

The spies from the Demon Realm are still probing around day by day, and almost all of this Western Continent has been investigated.

He knew he couldn't find out from the teahouse owner, so he sprinkled tracking powder in the teahouse and waited for Chu Jinxiao to come next time. But after waiting for many days, he didn't come out again.

The spy frowned and was about to change his approach when he saw the man coming again.

Chu Jinxiao was actually ready to leave Longyuan with his master. Although he had lived here for ten years and was familiar with everything, the news of someone prying around still made him wary.

He came out today ready to find a new place. Who knew that as soon as he came out, he seemed to notice something was wrong.

Having been alone in the world of cultivation for these years, Chu Jinxiao is no longer the ignorant Jade Qing Sect monk he used to be.

After he noticed the tracking powder in the air, his footsteps paused for a moment, then he relaxed his eyebrows and continued walking as if nothing happened.

The spy only saw the man wrapped in a bamboo hat walking into the alley. Out of caution, he followed him to take a look. However, as soon as he entered the alley, a claw dug into his heart and lungs.

"you……"

The spies didn't even have time to take action, so they just opened their eyes wide before they died.

Chu Jinxiao retracted his hand after crushing his heart. His brows were light, killing people is now a common thing.

The demon's body turned into ashes, and Chu Jinxiao picked up the token on the ground.

If it really was Lou Weiyan, he hadn't given up yet.

He glanced at the blood on the ground and already had a second thought in his mind.

The moment he killed the spy, Lou Weiyan on the other side seemed to feel something, put down his knife and sat up.

"Demon Lord?" The staff couldn't help but feel a little strange when they saw him standing up with a serious expression.

Lou Weiyan frowned and said, "Go and check the spy who went to Xiluzhou."

Lou Weiyan, as a demon king, has the ability to control other demons through his bloodline. When the staff heard this, their hearts skipped a beat and they quickly went to check.

After a moment of burning incense, the staff member raised his head: "Your Majesty, that spy is dead."

died.

Lou Weiyan's fingertips suddenly paused.

The spy died at this time. Could it be that there is really something wrong with Xiluzhou?

He stood up suddenly.

…

Just when Lou Weiyan noticed that there was a problem in Xiluzhou, Kong Ling also noticed it by accident.

There are many demon clans living here in the Western Continent. Kong Ling was reported by a nearby snake demon that there seemed to be something in the deep valleys of the Western Continent that could suppress their bloodline.

Suppressing the snake's bloodline, isn't that what it means to be a dragon? A slight suspicion arose after he thought of this.

The flower demon said at the side: "Maybe it's dragons, tigers and leopards." He said while observing the king's expression.

Over the years, the flower demon has become more and more unpredictable in the king's thoughts. It always seemed that the king looked for Chu Jinxiao carelessly. After hearing the news, he showed little interest but seemed to be looking for something else.

"Your Majesty, do you need to send someone to take a look?" he reminded in a low voice.

Kong Ling came back to his senses and waved casually.

"Tell someone to go take a look in that deep valley."

If there is really news about Chu Jinxiao, maybe... Ning Ji can be found.

As he thought this, his brows relaxed a little and a hint of expectation rose in his heart.

The flower demon paused for a moment as he watched the king's expression change, but in the end he did not express the doubts in his heart.

In just one month, many outsiders came to Xilu, which had been peaceful for ten years. The teahouse owner saw it and reported them all to Chu Jinxiao one by one.

On this day, Ning Ji was practicing swordplay in the courtyard when he saw Chu Jinxiao walking in.

Neither of them had spoken since the cold pond a month ago. Ning Ji paused, sheathed his sword and turned around.

"What's the matter?"

Chu Jinxiao put down the cup in his hand, thought about it, and said, "Master, how about we change places."

He behaved as usual and had already thought of a reason when he said this.

"It's been ten years. I must be tired of seeing the scenery in Longyuan. Let's change places."

Ning Ji must know that this is not the reason.

Tired of seeing the scenery.

He frowned, wondering what preparations Chu Jinxiao was making.

He was alone when he left. He didn't know that so many people would be looking for him. He didn't know how much effort Chu Jinxiao had put into hiding him.

Seeing the cold expression on his master's face, Chu Jinxiao smiled: "I have found a new place, it is in Nanzhao. The climate is somewhat similar to that of the East China Sea, and the scenery is also very beautiful."

He spoke slowly.
Chapter completed!