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59, Genius Brother Control vs Villain Demon Venerable (5)

When they were drinking the soup, Ni Yunjiao sat aside and wiped the sword. He used the best and most expensive Tiansi Yunjin in his hand, and the brocade that the female cultivators could hardly find, but he used it on his sword without hesitation. If the female cultivators saw this scene, they would definitely vomit blood.

However, the gentle and smooth brocade was held in the man's hand, which made people unable to live up to his thoughts of being extravagant. When the two were put together, they could not tell that the silk brocade was brighter, and the man's slender and powerful, with clear joints and clearer fingers.

The sword blade in Ni Yunjiao's hand is like autumn frost, shining with a faint cold light. When people look directly at it, they can even hear the roar of dragons and phoenixes, and the sound of hitting the soul.

——This is undoubtedly a peerless sword. With Jian Ling's eyes, it can be seen that the peerless edge of this sword is not because of the precious materials of the sword casting, but because of its master's nourishment. From ancient times to the present, only cultivators who have understood the intent of the sword can nurture such a good sword.

He couldn't help but look at the man sitting on the soft collapse. He was wearing a white dress without any patterns. If someone else wore it, he would definitely be very bland. But when he wore it on this person, he felt very elegant and cold as snow.

This is probably a ruthless and heartless man.

But just as Ni Yunjiao looked at the sword in his hand, his eyes were so gentle and focused. His wiping movements were calm but careful and meticulous, as if in this world, there was nothing more important than this.

——The most irresistible thing in the world is probably the tenderness in the eyes of such a snowy and ice-like man, which makes people want to transform into the sword in his hand, abandon the prosperity of the world, and only hope to be with him.

At least the boat girl had no concealed admiration in her eyes.

Jian Ling looked at his side face and felt an indescribable sense of familiarity surged into his heart. He was about to think about it, but he heard a light sound, as if something had fallen on the table, and then the boat girl's exclamation and Ni Yunchu's clear voice: "Ah, sorry."

Jian Ling turned his head and saw a bowl of fish soup on the table being knocked over. The soup flowed down the edge of the table, drop by drop, just on the hem of his clothes.

Jian Ling's face turned dark and he quickly cast a spell to clean up the soup stains on his clothes and the remaining soup on the table. But even so, he still felt sticky on his skin and felt uncomfortable all over.

Looking up, Ni Yunchu was holding her elbows with her hands, with a perfect apology on her face, but there was only ridicule in her eyes, so she looked very hypocritical. At this time, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is Mr. Jian seriously injuring?"

Jian Ling: "..." I have a sentence of mmp I must say!

He glanced at the man in white who was still waving his eyes and rubbing his sword, as if he didn't know what was happening here, and gritted his teeth: "No problem. The soup has been drunk, so let me take it off in advance."

He had to go back to the room to take a shower and change his clothes!

The boat girl probably felt the strange atmosphere and quickly left slowly.

So there were only two people left in the room.

Ni Yunchu was satisfied. He held his jaw and looked at his brother who was wiping the sword without blinking.

The man in front of him is really very, very dazzling. Although his cultivation is just a foundation building, people can't help but trust, rely on or look up to him.

Such people are often born strong people.

Coupled with that perfect face, it is almost impossible to attract butterflies.

Thinking of Jian Ling's trance when she looked at her brother's trance, Ni Yunchu hugged her chest and suddenly called out: "Brother."

Ni Yunjiao ignored him. He meticulously completed the last procedure and put the sword into the scabbard. Then he raised his eyes and responded.

Ni Yunchu was not impatient when he waited. He said his proposal seriously: "Brother, can we use the Disguise Pill to change our appearance after getting off the boat? Now that we have entered the secret realm to experience it, we should be more low-key."

Ni Yunjiao looked at him with a cold look, but it seemed as if he had seen through his thoughts, as clear as glass.

Ni Yunchu didn't feel embarrassed at all. She sat next to her brother with a bright smile, holding his arm: "Brother, okay?"

Listening to his request, a trace of dazedness flashed in Ni Yunjiao's eyes. It seemed that there was a young man who racked his brains to get him to take the disguise pill. The difference was that without Ni Yunchu's straightforwardness and righteousness, the man carefully used various reasons, and on the surface he always looked well-behaved.

Ni Yunchu held his arm and kept shaking. Ni Yunjiao came to his senses and glanced at him. He had no idea whether to use the disguise pill. He was never a person who cared about his appearance.

only……

Thinking of Ni Yunchu's willful behavior today, he raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "If you can practice the fourth level of swordsmanship before getting off the boat, I will agree to you for my brother."

When entering the realm of transformation, it is naturally what he said before. The speed of the water waves raised by the sword energy must be completely consistent.

Such a high standard that is almost strict seems impossible in this short period of time. However, Ni Yunchu just thought for a while, then raised his eyebrows and smiled, "That's the case!"

His young face was so confident that he was almost conceited and very proud. Ni Yunjiao responded lightly, his eyes slightly soft.

They did not set up a soundproof cover when they spoke. Jian Ling, who was still soaked in the water in another room on the boat, could not help but laugh, but when he thought of Ni Yunchu's talent, he felt a little more anticipated.

If he can really do it, then is it very likely that the new star in the hexagram will be this young man who is not yet crowned?

Thinking of this, he recalled everything in the room just now, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt familiar.

What is it...?

The young man in white who wiped his sword and the young man in yellow who rejected outsiders, wasn’t the scene just now very similar to the scenes that often appeared in Miaozhen Sect hundreds of years ago!

Jian Ling suddenly realized for a moment.

Chu Yi, who had not betrayed the Taoist sect at that time, often followed his senior brother Mu Yun, like a cat protecting food. He was also teased by them, saying that it would be better to let him be a child bride for the senior brother.

Later, after Jian Ling was driven out of the sect by design, he realized that the man was not a harmless cat, but a cruel wolf in the wild, but was just tamed in front of a specific person.

Now that time has passed, the similar beginnings have suddenly made Jian Ling feel a sense of absurdity like a cycle of fate. I just don’t know what the Demon Lord would feel if he saw such a scene?

That fellow Taoist... is really similar to the former Senior Brother Mu Yun, so it makes people doubt that they are really two people?

Jian Ling's mouth curled slightly, revealing some fun.

The night is getting darker, and the evening breeze blows across the water, rippling layers.

The boat sailed quietly.

A soundproof cover is set up in the room, and the atmosphere is quiet and peaceful.

Ni Yunjiao had just washed his hair, and after using a spell to remove the moisture, it did not tie it up, but scattered it on his shoulders casually, adding a softness to his cold and indifferent face.

He was reading a book, his slender fingers gently flipping over the pages, with a focused look on his face.

Lie on the bed with his hands on his back behind his head, Ni Yunchu was originally simulating the process of setting a sword in his heart, but he unconsciously looked at his brother who had been stunned for a long time. When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but coughed: "Brother."

Ni Yunjiao did not look up, but just responded softly and turned the next page on his hand.

Ni Yunchu had nothing to say: "Why did your brother agree to let Jian Ling get on the boat?"

"What do Yunchu think?" Ni Yunjiao asked resentfully without answering.

Ni Yunchu blinked and half-joking: "If the demon cultivator catches up, we will throw him out to resist it?" Well, he suddenly felt that this was a good idea.

Ni Yunjiao: "...Don't mess around." There was a little helplessness in his voice.

After being scolded by his brother, Ni Yunchu bent his eyes, then sat up seriously and replied: "Because as he said, the Taoist sect is now in decline, and they should support each other." After a pause, he murmured in a low voice, "But that playboy is really annoying."

Still very suspicious.

Whether it is behavior, conversation, or dress, they are not like ordinary casual cultivators. How could they be so poor that they need to share the same boat with others?

Of course, Ni Yunjiao could see this, and for some reason, when he saw Jian Ling for the first time, he not only felt that the man was not a casual cultivator, but also had an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

This is one of the reasons why he easily agreed.

With his eyes down, Ni Yunjiao turned another page in his hand. The candlelight in the room made a crackling sound, reflecting his cold eyebrows and unshakable heart.

His heart has always been pure. Since the day the Ni family was destroyed, there has only one goal besides practicing swords - to use the blood of the left guardian of the demon world to sacrifice the lives of hundreds of people in the Ni family!

The division of labor in the Demon Realm has always been chaotic. In addition to the Demon Lord who has been missing for many years, the left guardian Shang Qing is responsible for killing, killing, killing, and killing people. The right guardian Zhu Fa is responsible for the finances of the Demon Realm and cleaning up messy stalls for his colleagues. He occasionally works part-time in logistics and intelligence.

Zhu Fa said, what a broken division of labor! What is the difference between him and his old mother besides his gender?

However, when his colleague looked over with a smile, he was decisive and cowardly presented the information he had collected:

"The Secret Realm of Sumeru is about to open recently. I don't know what news has been heard from the Taoist Sect. It's like a chicken blood. Not only has the ban been lifted privately, I heard that my disciples are also organizing their disciples to go to the Secret Realm for training." Not only will the Daoist Sect install undercover, but their Demon Realm is not giving much in this area. At this time, the strictly confidential news in the Daoist Sect was told by Zhu Fa, as if he was dealing with the internal affairs of the Demon Realm. "The two remnants of the Ni family have also gone there, probably because they want to improve their strength through training. Do you think they have the courage to come to you for revenge?"

Hearing this, Shang Qing stretched out his folding fan, and there were peach blossoms on the fan, not the common pink, but the dazzling and weird bloody ones. The corners of his mouth bent, and while shaking the fan, he slowly said: "If they come here, it will save me my effort."

"But it's good, the Secret Realm of Sumeru is a good place to bury bones." He murmured to himself. Shang Qing's expression was lazy and his stunning appearance made Zhu Fa shudder and sympathized with the Taoist disciples who were about to go to the Secret Realm of Sumeru for a while.

The author has something to say: When I was writing this chapter, I was thinking that if the protagonist Chu Yi's halo is still there and he really destroys them, then this world can be completed directly.

It's quite exciting to think about it :)

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Thank you for the landmines of the two little angels, Xu Xian and Youyou Zimo ~

Thank you Mu Zheng Little Angel for the mines and hand grenades~
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