Chapter 95 Shaozong of Tianyinzong

The night finally passed, and a touch of bright red appeared in the east. The red light gradually increased, and wisps of light shone into a room.

The ** was lying two people at this time, and the broken clothes on the ground told everyone what happened last night.

** The person moved. Shangyangjun stretched out his hand and stroked his forehead directly and shook it hard. What happened last night? He seems to have forgotten something. Suddenly, he noticed that there was another person next to him. He suddenly turned around and saw a small head lying on his chest.

What's going on?

His eyebrows tightened and his face was as cold as frost.

"Uncle." The woman who patted him on the chest finally woke up. Her eyes seemed to be wronged, and her tears were half falling, as if she was complaining about someone's evil deeds.

"What happened last night?" Shangyangjun suddenly grabbed Zuo Zixin's hand, but saw a bruise on his wrist, and his voice was inexplicably cold.

"Woo..." After listening to Shangyang Jun's questioning, Zuo Zixin lowered her eyes, turned her body, and cried. Seeing this, Shangyangjun's momentum became more and more awesome. He probably focused on thinking about something, but he did not find a sinister smile at the corners of a woman's mouth.

Last night's story is actually like this:

The two were thunderous and fire, and their clothes were all solved. The third base was only the last base, but at that critical moment, the momentum around Shangyangjun changed, the hot momentum turned around, and then his eyes turned white and he fainted on Zuo Zixin's body.

I'm going! What's the matter?

Zuo Zixin poked the chest of the person above him, pushed it to the side. She thought that she could do something without pollen tonight. She was secretly happy with Yang Jun's initiative. How could she expect this sudden situation in the midfield?

She turned over, lay on Shangyang Jun's body, poked his chest, touched his face, and saw no response. What should I do now? She looked at the clothes on the ground and the two people who were calm, and her mood plummeted. Is she ready? Why did this oolong come?

No, whether it works or not, she has decided.

So, Zuo Zixin uncovered the quilt and covered their bodies, and then shrank in Shangyangjun's arms, creating the illusion that they had done something.

In fact, there is only one truth, that is, the two are more innocent than anything else.

Zuo Zixin sobbed, and then took out her clothes and put them on without hesitation. During this period, she also deliberately shook the evidence in her hand in front of Shangyangjun, raising someone's guilt.

After putting on the clothes, Zuo Zixin sat on the edge of the bed and continued to sob, choking, while looking at Shangyangjun with extremely resentful eyes.

The corners of Shangyangjun's mouth twitched, turned his face, and his frown was relaxed. Nothing happened to the two, did they? She probably doesn't know whether a person's Yuanyin is still easy to detect. However, since she didn't say it clearly, Shangyangjun is not going to say it.

So, Shangyangjun calmly changed a set of moon-white clothes and tied a belt under Zuo Zixin's sad eyes.

Wh! Shouldn't he feel guilty? Didn't ancient men pay attention to responsibility? Why did Shangyangjun have nothing to say and dress like this?

Zuo Zixin is worried. Why is this result very different from what she expected? Is it that she is not obvious enough?

So, Zuo Zixin came from her heart, and Lihua cried, "Uncle, I know I don't deserve you. I know it's all my fault. Uncle, see you in the afterlife. You just need to remember that there was a person who loved you deeply.

While Zuo Zixin was talking, a sharp dagger appeared in her hand in vain. She smiled sadly at Shangyangjun, with a smile of determination and love.

Shang Yangjun's heart jumped inexplicably at this time. He knew that Zuo Zixin's move was fake, but when he saw this scene, his heart was inexplicably painful and his breathing was chaotic.

"Oh! Can I call you husband? Do you know? These days are my happiest and happiest days. I can stay by your side, I can call you husband, and I can enjoy your gentleness. I know that none of this belongs to me, but I selfishly want to have it longer. I hope all this is true. It's really good these days. Zuo Zixin closed her eyes, and the knife in her hand weighed heavily in her heart.

The pain did not come. After a long time, she finally opened her eyes and looked at Shangyang Jun's handsome face, "Okay, I'll marry you."

She made the right bet. Zuo Zixin buried her head in Shangyangjun's arms and smiled proudly at the corners of her mouth. "Shangyangjun, a gentleman's words are hard to chase. No matter what happens in the future, you can't go back. You can't go back on finding the truth.

"Good!" Shangyangjun nodded and promised to arrive.

Is it so easy to do? Zuo Zixin's brain is still in a dizzy state. Ten thousand years of iron trees have bloomed. If she had known, she would have used this method. She is now a step closer to the goal, so the future will be much simpler. Zuo Zixin shows a "hey" obscene smile.

"Ah!" A scream resounded over the other courtyard, which made Zuo Zixin just smile proudly. This sound doesn't sound familiar. Isn't this the cry of Brother Tianyi? Isn't it?

Her heart was shocked and hurriedly stretched out her head from Shangyangjun's arms, showing a solemn expression, "Something happened." After saying that, regardless of Shangyangjun's stiff face, he took his hand and dragged him out of the house.

At this time, two people had gathered outside the door, Mujin and Huaqi, and the room they were standing in was Liu Lan's sister's, but the cry was Tianyi. For a moment, everyone guessed what was going on?

"What's wrong?" Zuo Zixin and Shangyangjun came together and came out of the same room. Mujin's expression changed and his hands trembled slightly. However, after exploring Zuo Zixin, his face became relaxed again, but even so, his face was not good-looking.

She was in the same room with her brother last night? Even if the two did nothing, Mujin couldn't accept it, and he was flustered and depressed.

When Zuo Zixin arrived, she pushed the door open, and the sunlight shone into the house** from the opened door. The two people lying in panic, Liu Lan was flushed in their shyness, and the other one covering their chests with a quilt was Tianyi. The two heard the sound of the door opening and turned their eyes to the door.

"Ah!" Liu Lan screamed and reached out to pull the quilt.

Zuo Zixin swept over the two people, shook her head, and told Brother Tianyi not to drink the tea. He wanted to drink it. Hey, he didn't listen to the old man and suffered a loss in front of him.

Zuo Zixin pulled the door and said, "Oh! Let's let them deal with it themselves."

In the end, this matter was the result of Tianyi's marriage to Liu Lan, but the ceremony of the Taoist couple had to be held by Emperor Qingzong. Therefore, from now on, as long as there is Tianyi's place, there must be Liu Lan. As long as there is Liu Lan's place, Tianyi must try to find all kinds of reasons to escape.

This is a natural resentful couple!

After solving the matter between Liu Lan and Tianyi, everyone took their clothes to the Shura field. This should be the last game, and the last master will play today, and the game will be more intense.

The arrival of Zuo Zixin attracted everyone's attention, and everyone whispered.

"Do you think this red god of war can become our city owner?"

"I think it's a little suspenseful. The young patriarch of Yinzong hasn't played that day. He has the cultivation of Jin Dan."

"Ha! Isn't Bailian Evil King also a master of Jindan? In the end, he was defeated by the Red God of War.

"Cut, I don't care who will be the lord of the city, as long as it's not those people."

"Haha..."

Zuo Zixin walked up to the ring and stepped down coldly. The young patriarch of Tianyin Sect? It's not the first time she's heard of this name, a master of Jin Danqi. Let's lose to him later.

With a sound of gongs and drums, a black figure flashed onto the stage. The man was black and wore a black mask on his head, which also had strange-looking symbols.

Zuo Zixin's relaxed color just now swept by and replaced by solemnity. Who is this man? Still strong and evil spirit. Especially his dark eyes, as if they would be sucked in deeply without paying attention.

"Are you?" Zuo Zixin raised her eyebrows and looked at the dark guy in front of her.

"Young Master of Tianyin Sect." His mouth under the mask slowly spit out a few words, and the sound gave people a hairy feeling. Not only Zuo Zixin, but also the audience below trembled.

"Is this the young patriarch of Tianyin Sect? It's so mysterious."

"I think it's mysterious. His voice seems to be crawling out of hell. It's horrible."

"It is said that no one has ever seen its true face in Yunqi Continent."

"I don't believe it. I have seen him. I think he is too ugly, so I dare not see anyone. Haha..."

"Hahaha..." Everyone laughed.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed, and then the first person to laugh just now fell straight to the ground, his face was ferocious, and his whole body suddenly cracked into several pieces. At this time, everyone couldn't laugh and quickly took a step back and looked at the young patriarch Tianyinzong, who still maintained his original posture in the stands.

What a fast speed and cruel technique.

Zuo Zixin commented for the young suzerain of Tianyinzong in her heart that he had taken action very quickly just now. If it hadn't been for her super sensing ability, she would not have seen him. But in fact, Zuo Zixin didn't see what weapon he used.

This opponent is terrible.

Zuo Zixin's hand tightened and summoned Fengze.

The atmosphere suddenly became depressed, and everyone turned their eyes to the stands. At this time, the audience was silent and extremely dull.

Mujin's head turned slightly and looked at the frowning Shangyangjun, and then turned to the ring. She really hoped that Zuo Zixin would die at the hands of the young patriarch of Tianyinzong.

Zuo Zixin died?

Mujin was stunned. How could she have such an idea? How could she wish her to die? She tried to calm down her turbulent heart and exhaled a turbid breath. She was blinded just now.