In a blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

When the leader of Qingling left, Fang Zhongqing was not suitable for being the leader, so he remained alone at Changyuan Peak.

Although he grew up in the Qing Ling Sect and stayed for many years, he was very unfamiliar with other people in the sect. In addition to the new sect leader, he was also his junior brother Ling Yuan.

Ling Yuan is a harsh person, but he respects Fang Zhongqing very much and allows Fang Zhongqing to stay in Changyuan Peak, and he will be subject to this senior brother. However, this time, he had to come and disturb him, and he encountered some trouble in the sect.

In fact, I don’t know if it’s Qingling, but the other immortal sects are the same.

The Chairman of the Demon Realm Master Mo's martial arts was accomplished, and his original cultivation level of the God Transformation Realm was increased to another level, breaking the balance at once, leading everyone in the Demon Realm to attack the Cultivation Realm.

This time, the Immortal Sect joined forces to resist the attack of the Demon Realm.

Qing Ling Sect also had to send a candidate, but Ling Yun was unfortunately injured. Qing Ling had no leader, so he went to Changyuan Peak to invite Fang Zhongqing, but ended up missing.

But soon, news came.

Fang Zhongqing and the Jade Sect Master of the Sword Sect appeared near the Lanyan Realm together, trying to kill the Demon Lord.

Ling Yuan was silent and then crushed the notes to the sound transmission.

It was Yu Fusheng again, and he had discovered that as the leader of a sect, he came to Qingling Sect every few days to find his senior brother, and now he still quietly abducted the person away.

Ling Yuan felt more and more that the last time he captured the Demon Lord, Yu Fusheng did not show up, so he just waited for the Demon Lord to defeat him, and then asked Senior Brother Fang and him to go to the Blue Flame Realm with everything.

What Ling Yuan thought was actually almost the same.

In the Lanyan Realm, the army of the Demon Realm was pressing outside the territory, and there were all the disciples of the Immortal Sect who came to support. In the place where the Sword Sect was stationed, a white figure was pulled into the courtyard where the sect leader lived alone.

"I'll come to search for the Demon Lord, what did you bring me here?"

Fang Zhongqing held the mo flute in one hand and was pulled by Yu Fusheng, who was already the leader of the sect, and stopped and asked.

He didn't know about the junior brother being beaten, but Yu Fusheng sent him a message to him and told him that his master had asked him to take good care of his junior brother before leaving. So Fang Zhongqing accepted Yu Fusheng's invitation to come to Lanyan Realm to avenge his junior brother.

But when he came here, Yu Fusheng took him into the room.

Yu Fusheng turned around: "It's getting late now. Let's take a night off first and then look for the traces of the Demon Lord."

The Demon World is provoking trouble. As the leader of the sect, he has a lot of affairs and has not seen Fang Zhongqing for several months. He finally coaxed people, but he did not even give him time to reminisce about the past.

Yu Fusheng was helpless, and Fang Zhongqing was still like that. He said that he only thought about this when he avenged his junior brother. He seemed to be completely worried about him.

Fang Zhongqing looked around. The unfamiliar environment made him uncomfortable. He just wanted to deal with Xi Mo quickly, and then went back to Changyuan Peak: "If you don't rest, I'll go find the Demon Lord."

Seeing this, Yu Fusheng had to say, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Fang Zhongqing's expression was slightly relaxed. Since his master left, except for his junior brother who occasionally came to Changyuan Peak, he only had a good relationship with Yu Fusheng. Now that he was in a strange environment, he would feel at ease for a long time with him.

"Let's go,"

Fang Zhongqing took two steps and turned around and said, "By the way, what does the Demon Lord look like?"

Yu Fusheng laughed and took out a painting from the storage bag. Fang Zhongqing looked out of his head and saw a man with a sneer, with a slender figure and a jade pendant hanging around his waist.

Fang Zhongqing was stunned, raised her long eyelashes, opened her eyes slightly widened, and pointed at the crescent-shaped jade pendant on the man's waist.

"mine."

Yu Fusheng stared at the jade pendant and thoughtfully. After a moment, his face rolled up the painting slightly, and took Fang Zhongqing away.

The jade pendant disappeared outside the Mangu Valley. No matter what the reason was, Xi Mo should know that it was Fang Zhongqing's jade pendant. After all, when Xi Mo injured Ling Yuan last time, he mentioned Fang Zhongqing and said that only Fang Zhongqing could compete with him in the world.

It’s not a coincidence, but the other party Zhong Qing has been paying attention to it.

Yu Fusheng's face was cold.

Because of worrying about sneak attacks at night, the Lanyan Realm lit up the lights everywhere, illuminating the territory like daytime.

At night, disciples of the Immortal Sect arrived. The people in this area were obviously much more at ease, and their days were still the same, even more lively than in the past.

There are also vendors who are walking around the streets, shouting to sell candied haws.

Fang Zhongqing had never seen these ordinary things before, but felt that there were strange things everywhere. Unintentionally, he saw a group of children holding wooden sticks, with seven or eight red fruits strung on the sticks, which were bright in color, and it was very attractive under the light.

Just as I was staring at the sight, a string of exactly the same thing appeared in front of me.

Fang Zhongqing blinked and his eyes fell on Yu Fusheng's face: "What is this?"

Yu Fusheng laughed softly: "Cannot haws."

Just now, he saw Fang Zhongqing staring at the candied haws without blinking, and then he remembered that Fang Zhongqing rarely went out and had never seen ordinary things before, so he bought them for him.

Yu Fusheng tore open the candy paper and put the candied haws into Fang Zhongqing's hand: "Is it delicious?"

Fang Zhongqing looked curious. Seeing the child's happy and satisfied look, he also took a tentative bite. The mouth was full of sweetness. The next moment, a sour smell broke into his teeth.

Sweet and sour, and surprisingly delicious.

Fang Zhongqing had eaten all kinds of rare foods in the cultivation world, but had never eaten such ordinary things. For a moment, he understood why the children ate so happily.

His eyes were slightly brighter and he nodded: "It tastes great."

Seeing this, Yu Fusheng curled his lips and seemed to be magical. A large handful of candied haws appeared in his hand: "If it tastes delicious, take them away."

Fang Zhongqing was stunned for a moment, pursed her lips and chuckled.

The two planned to go to the Demon Realm area, outside the Lanyan Realm, and the light in the forest was dim. Fang Zhongqing jumped onto a towering ancient tree, and the snow-colored clothes gently scraped over the branches and leaves, and his eyes were exploring forward.

Yu Fusheng stood beside him and also found black shadows flying in the distance, many people seemed to be prepared.

Fang Zhongqing withdrew his gaze and was about to speak when he suddenly saw two figures walking not far away.

Without demonic energy, not demonic cultivator, I don’t know what to do so late.

Fang Zhongqing looked at him curiously for a moment, and saw the tall man pressing the woman with him on the tree, lowered his head and faced his mouth.

Fang Zhongqing was surprised, as if she saw something rare, and hurriedly pulled down the sleeves of the person beside her.

Yu Fusheng noticed the falling force coming from his sleeve and said in confusion: "What's wrong."

Fang Zhongqing pointed at him and whispered: "Look, they are grabbing food."

Yu Fusheng looked in confusion, but saw a man and a woman, under the darkness of the forest, kissing under the tree, rubbing her ears.

“…”

He reached out and turned Fang Zhongqing's head that was stumbled away: "Don't look."

"Why?" Fang Zhongqing was puzzled and touched the storage bag. "Are they hungry? They snatch things to eat? I have candied haws and can be distributed to them."

Yu Fusheng was silent for a moment: "They didn't grab anything to eat."

Fang Zhongqing looked carefully, but soon he was blinded by Yu Fusheng and said again: "Don't look."

Fang Zhongqing had only practice since he was a child and had no idea about these things. He was very curious at this time. Yu Fusheng covered his eyes and his palm was gently scratched by his long eyelashes. It was a little itchy, and finally he couldn't help but let go.

Fang Zhongqing's eyes immediately fell on it: "Then why do you have to stick your mouth together?"

Yu Fusheng: "...they are kissing."

Fang Zhongqing learned the lyrics again, and looked at the two of them under the tree with their eyes closed, looking at the look of enjoyment, and said in confusion: "Is it very comfortable?"

Yu Fusheng was silent for a moment, thinking about how to explain. At this time, Fang Zhongqing suddenly approached and came with an incomparable face.

Yu Fusheng was caught off guard and faced a pair of clear eyes. He was so cold that he had lost his usual coldness. There was a scattered light that seemed to shine into the ice lake, and the tiny light reflected from him was extremely dazzling.

Yu Fusheng was stunned, and a soft touch appeared between his lips, accompanied by the light and night wind.

It's fleeting.

Fang Zhongqing finished kissing, pursed her lips, and looked at the two people who were still kissing under the tree, thinking that they didn't feel anything, was it that comfortable?

He was full of confusion and turned his head and found that Yu Fusheng had come to his senses. He was about to ask, but the moment he opened his mouth, he was suddenly pressed on the tree by Yu Fusheng, his lips were entangled, and a slender hand held the back of his head, and his fingers rubbed against the black hair.

Fang Zhongqing opened his eyes wide and subconsciously reached out to push and reject, but his wrist was immediately snatched and pressed tighter.

Yu Fusheng kissed the light-colored lips and dyed the lips red little by little. The impulse in his past that he didn't know where to go suddenly found the catharsis.

His eyes were dark, and he grabbed Fang Zhongqing's hand that was trying to struggle, pressed the person against the trunk of a tree. He knocked open his white teeth and touched his sudden invasion of his private territory. He was frightened and shivered, as he was stunned as if he was stunned.

Fang Zhongqing was so dizzy that he was finally let go. When he leaned against the thick tree trunk, he was panting. The cinnabar between his eyebrows was red like blood, and his fair cheeks turned thin red because he had not breathed for a long time.

His lips trembled slightly, and he looked at Yu Fusheng at a loss, thinking that Yu Fusheng also wanted to try it, and it would be comfortable to kiss someone, but it seemed like something was wrong...

Yu Fusheng let go of the man, staring at the drooping black eyelashes, and his cool and handsome appearance under the moonlight, suddenly realized.

He wanted to be with Fang Zhongqing, but he didn't want others to get close to him. He wanted to monopolize his sight because he liked him, and he wanted to make Fang Zhongqing his own kind of like. He didn't want to be Fang Zhongqing's only friend, but wanted to be everything about Fang Zhongqing.

Yu Fusheng's heart was beating wildly, and his burning eyes were staring at the person who couldn't help but breathe: "Zhong Qing, I..."

As soon as he spoke, applause came from below.

A slender black shadow appeared in the forest, and the crescent-shaped jade pendant hung around her waist showed a warm and shiny look under the night.

Fang Zhongqing Shang was gasping for breath and found that Yu Fusheng's aura had changed. Looking along his gaze, he saw a man exactly like in the painting.

Demon Lord Xi Mo.

Fang Zhongqing's eyes moved slightly, and fell on the jade pendant on his waist. It was indeed his jade pendant, engraved with the word Qing, which was given to him by his master.

He looked at the jade pendant, and Xi Mo was staring at him, speaking with a gentle tone, calling out in a very familiar way: "Fang Zhongqing."

Fang Zhongqing did not recognize him, and he had no expression when he heard this, holding the ink flute in his hand, and directly wielding his spiritual power.
To be continued...