: Damn ()

In March, the earth rejuvenates. The warm sunshine shines from the sky, awakening the sleeping plants and trees of the entire earth. The mountains and forests are full of vitality and everything is revived. Occasionally, some new insects are heard from it, breaking the long-term silence of the forest.

The plum blossoms in the plum valley have all withered at this moment, the petals fall down and are buried in the soil, and a large amount of grass is grown. Occasionally, the wild flowers that appear in different colors, adding a bit of vitality.

In such an environment, most of the people in it are physically and mentally happy. However, Jing Chusu, who was wandering around in the Mei Valley alone, looked bored at this moment.

"It's been two months... I wouldn't have let him see my father if I had known it!" Jing Chusu was angry and stomped a flower bud that had just emerged on the ground, and grinded it on it for a few times, thinking: "I'm so angry! Why did my dad do this? I've locked him up for two months, and I won't let him come out. Alas! He should hate me so much!"

Suddenly, a terrifying beast roar alarmed Jing Chusu!

"Monster Beast!"

Jing Chusu ran over and walked around a hillside. He saw a blue snake more than 20 meters long rolling on the ground, cracking all over his body - it turned out to be molting in the mist.

"Wow! It's so big! How did it break in?" Jing Wuming set up a large formation around it. Not only did the clouds and mists last year, but there were also many powerful bans. In Jing Chusu's view, there were no monsters or human cultivators break in.

Jing Chusu still doesn't know that Jing Wuming has subdued this snake monster that is about to transform.

Although it was painful and irritable during the period when the snake shed its skin, it still did not dare to be arrogant when it saw Jing Chusu. Some time ago, it had secretly seen this girl and knew that she was the daughter of the master Jing Wuming, and she must not offend her.

If it were before, the snake would have retreated immediately at this time. But today is the last time it shed before transforming. The pain is really unimaginable and I have no strength to retreat.

Jing Chusu relied on the formation flag on his body. Although his cultivation was shallow, he was not afraid of it. He was extremely reckless. She walked over generously and found that it was grinding around on the stone, and blood stains appeared on the scales. She couldn't help but feel curious and said to it: "What are you doing?"

The snake rolled its eyes and was too lazy to pay attention.

Seeing this, Jing Chusu couldn't help but be angry and shouted: "I advise you to leave quickly, this is my territory." As he said that, he took out the formation flag: "Otherwise, I will launch the formation and trap you here. When my father comes, you will be dead!"

The big snake shed its skin to the point of being, trembling all over, and roared at Jing Chusu.

"Oh! Still yelling at me?" Jing Chusu was bored, so he took out a wind-attribute spirit stone, chanted silently, and sucked wildly. At the same time, she danced with a flag in her hand, and the talisman flashed violently, and the surrounding clouds suddenly gathered together, turning into black clouds, and the lightning shone, covering the snake.

"That's a damn girl!" The snake was furious, but it was difficult to resist. She only forced herself to get angry and retreated.

"I regret it now, want to run away? It's too late! Slash it for me!" Jing Chusu smiled mischievously, and the flag in his hand stirred up repeatedly. In the air, black clouds spread forward, and several lightning bolts of arms were slashed, roaring and screaming, and a faint smell of flesh came. Jing Chusu chuckled at this and said, "Hey--Don't leave!"

call out!

A sound of breaking through the air with swords made Jing Chusu stunned. He looked up and couldn't help but feel happy. Then he seemed to think of something, and turned his face aside and did not look at him.

Jing Wuming fell to the ground and was about to ask Jing Chusu why he wanted to open the formation. When he saw that the snake was shedding his skin, he stopped asking. He took a little bit on his hand and the black clouds scattered. At the same time, he said to Jing Chusu: "It is my newly harvested spirit beast, don't hurt it!"

"Hmph!" Jing Chusu had a cold face and did not speak.

Jing Wuming spun a pill at the snake, and the snake quickly swallowed it. Jing Wuming said, "It is difficult to overcome the transformation demon disaster with your cultivation. I will help you when the time comes." The snake was psychic and was overjoyed when he heard this. He smashed his head to the ground and kowtowed.

The big snake that swallowed the pill flashed brightly, and the pain of molting was relieved a lot. Suddenly, it roared loudly, and its epidermis was shedding, revealing new skin scales. It roared at Jing Wuming, glanced at Jing Chusu again, and then crawled into the woods as if it was running away.

Jing Wuming turned around and said to Jing Chusu, "Why, are you still angry with me?"

"As long as you let that Jiang Qingyang go, I won't be angry." Jing Chusu hurriedly stated his conditions.

Jing Wuming smiled and said, "Well, let him come out to see you!" After that, his spiritual sense transmitted his voice. After a moment, he heard a sound of iron chains coming from a distance. Then Jiang Qingyang ran out, without looking at Jing Chusu, but bowed his head respectfully to Jing Wuming.

"Jiang Qingyang, you are finally out!" Jing Chusu said in surprise, then he saw a string of thick iron chains on his feet, his face changed, and he said to Jing Wuming: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a discipline." Jing Wuming said lightly.

"How can you do this? He is a child of only a few years old!" Jing Chusu's face turned pale, and he was particularly disappointed, "Dad, what would you think if I was treated like this?"

"Nothing!" Jing Wuming's face turned cold and he shouted, "How can he compete with you?"

"Yes, how can I compete with you?" Jiang Qingyang trembled all over, buried his head deeply, feeling miserable inside, "I'm afraid he's not even that snake, right?"

"Why can't it? Dad, you just saved his life. How can you let him be your slave? And you still wear shackles?"

"You also know that I saved his life? Since it was saved by me, his life is mine. So what's wrong?" Jing Wuming didn't expect his daughter to react so much. He couldn't help but frown, and he was also subconsciously dissatisfied with Jiang Qingyang.

"Dad, you are a member of the Weiling Sect of the Zhengdao Alliance. Are you not afraid of being ridiculed by others when doing this?"

"Bastard!" When Jing Wuming heard this, his face became more gloomy. He glared at her and said sternly: "Before the wings are hard, you start teaching your father a lesson! What do you know about your child? If you are disobedient, be careful of my family law!"

When Jing Chusu heard this, he pouted his mouth and was about to cry. Her father had never treated her very much since he was a child, but this time... "I'm right! I'll tell my mother!"

After stomping his feet, Jing Chusu was about to pull Jiang Qingyang. Jing Wuming snorted, and Jiang Qingyang hurriedly avoided. Jing Chusu saw Jiang Qingyang's eyes clearly distrust in his eyes, and his heart was not sad, so he had to run away alone.

Jing Wuming waited until his daughter left, and then turned around and looked at Jiang Qingyang. Seeing that he stood still and did not move without playing tricks, he couldn't help but look satisfied and said lightly: "Don't worry, as long as you are obedient, I will not chant the control spell on you."

When Jiang Qingyang heard the three words "control curse", his pupils shrank, he nodded quickly, and made a ummy sound from his mouth.

Jing Wuming continued: "If someone asks you in the future, you will say that I am your master. Have you heard it? If you dare to say a little bit of a word - Humph! You know the consequences yourself!"

After saying that, Jing Wuming took Jiang Qingyang back to the attic and saw Su Xiaoyue and Jing Chusu, who was angry, standing at the door together. Jing Wuming was slightly stunned and smiled and said, "Xiaoyue, why are you out? Come into the house and rest."

"Mr. You're a little too much!" Su Xiaoyue said, bypassing Jing Wuming's hand, and then went to Jiang Qingyang.

Jiang Qingyang immediately dodged away and bowed to Su Xiaoyue without saying anything.

Su Xiaoyue sighed silently and sent a voice to Jing Wuming, "For my sake, don't do this." She said to Jing Chusu, "You go and prepare hot water, let him wash it well, and live here in the future!"

Jing Chusu giggled, deliberately glared at Jing Wuming, and said, "It seems that there is no suitable clothes for him to change in our family!"

"It's okay." Su Xiaoyue said: "Just give him your previous clothes!"

"Ah? Oh." Jing Chusu showed a funny look on his face. He went to Jiang Qingyang. Jiang Qingyang did slightly, and only looked at Jing Wuming with his eyes.

"Dad——" Jing Chusu's tone rose.

Jing Wuming said lightly: "Go!"

When Jiang Qingyang heard this, he let Jing Chusula go, enter the house, and go upstairs.

Su Xiaoyue looked at Jing Wuming and said, "Do you know? I knew he was alive. At the beginning, I was a little scared. But now I feel extremely relaxed. This kid - you can't do it without him, okay?"

"Well, okay." Jing Wuming had planned so in his mind.

Upstairs, Jing Chusu quickly prepared hot water, then brought a little girl's clothes. Seeing Jiang Qingyang motionless, he said, "What's wrong? Why are you still feeling embarrassed?" As he said that, he pulled Jiang Qingyang's clothes and pulled them down, revealing his little butt, and smiled and said, "Get in!"

Jiang Qingyang obediently jumped into the wooden bucket full of hot water and raised his head. Seeing that he was still not moving, Jing Chusu smiled: "I owe you what I owe you, let's wash it for you." As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves, walked to Jiang Qingyang, and faced him head-on.

Jing Chu Su Xiao's face turned red, and his eyes glanced under Jiang Qingyang, and said to himself, "It's really different!" Then he took a towel and wiped it carefully on him.

Jiang Qingyang was like a puppet, letting her do whatever she wanted, just closed her eyes and recalled the hellish life in her heart.

In the past two months, Jing Wuming, who was killed in the sky, would recite the control spell for a while every day to tame Jiang Qingyang to obey. At the same time, it also gave him many abilities he had not had before, such as purple light spreading all over his body, and even emerging from his body, changing various shapes.

Now, even if the clone is not summoned, the mysterious purple aura can gush out in large quantities based on Jiang Qingyang's body. Jiang Qingyang is like controlling his own arms. As long as the purple aura does not leave his body, he can control it at will, twisting it and turning it into various shapes, big or small, thick or thin.

If this were the past, Jiang Qingyang would have been extremely happy. But if he had the choice now, he would definitely not be willing to use the pain brought by the control spell of the Living Dead to stimulate his body to have the ability to control purple qi!

Yes, the Living Dead's control curse made Jiang Qingyang suffer, but it stimulated the purple qi and produced some kind of mutation that Jiang Qingyang could not understand.

No matter how he begged for mercy, Jing Wuming was unmoved and always tortured Jiang Qingyang in different ways. Gradually, Jiang Qingyang became numb, his eyes were distracted, and he lost his anger. He felt that living was boring, and death was a relief. But he was afraid of death and dared not commit suicide. He could only be so confused, just live by and not dare to resist head-on, and take revenge... "I will definitely kill you! I will definitely kill you!"

He once swore this way in his heart, but in the end he was so painful that he had to secretly violate this vow! Now he nodded with nodding at all, and could only lie at his feet like a dog - this was exactly what Jing Wuming wanted most.

Jiang Qiu's voice, appearance and smile appeared in front of his ears again. Jiang Qingyang knew that this was Jiang Qiu's call, and his heart trembled, and two lines of tears flowed silently.

Jing Chusu, who was helping him wipe his body, couldn't help but pause when he saw this, and looked at him at a loss. He hurriedly helped him wipe away the tears on his face, but he couldn't wipe it clean. He had to hold his face in panic and said softly: "Don't cry or cry! It's all, it's all my fault, I shouldn't let you come to see my father. If I had known, I would have let you go quietly. It was me, I was selfish and wanted you to talk and play with me, which made you become like this and you can't even go home. Yes, sorry, don't cry, I will take good care of yours in the future. Dad, Dad will never treat you like that again, I promise!"

Jing Chusu already knew that Jing Wuming would not let Jiang Qingyang go home.

When Jiang Qingyang heard this, he lowered his head and did not speak, but did not cry anymore.

After doing nothing, Jing Chusu not only helped him take a bath, but also helped him wear clothes. He served like a maid.

"Come on, look in the mirror, little beauty!" Jing Chusu laughed dryly and brought Jiang Qingyang to the mirror.

Jiang Qingyang looked forward with a silent eyeball. Seeing himself changing sharply in the mirror, he sighed in his heart and said, "Is this the new me? It's ridiculous!"
Chapter completed!