Rebirth of the tyrant love husband

Chapter 11 This chapter is here

After walking for half a day, when I returned to Ziwei Fairy Mountain, the sky was already pale.

Shen Yan retracted her sword, and fell to the ground together with Gu Wanqing and others.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the fairy mountain, the peak is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the mountain path is winding, like a jade belt falling from the clouds.

"Catch me well," Shen Yan turned her head and handed Gu Wanqing a hand, reminding him, "The mountain road is not easy to walk."

"En." Gu Wanqing nodded, reaching out to gently hold Shen Yan's fingertips.

On the winding mountain road, behind Shen Yan dressed in white, followed by three young faces, just like back then.

It's just that the three young faces back then were no longer as innocent, straightforward and natural as before.

After walking for about half an incense stick, the four of them finally reached the top of the mountain out of breath. A round of red sun burst out, and thousands of rays of light shot out like arrows.

Gu Wanqing raised her hand to brush off the leaves hanging on her clothes, and turned her eyes to look around, only to see that the trees on both sides of the fairy gate are still as luxuriant as before, and the green bamboos are still as green as before.

Right in front of him were still two open vermilion iron gates, and a black gold-threaded nanmu plaque was still hanging on the top of the gates, with four large characters "Ziwei Fairy Gate" inscribed on them.

He lifted his feet and followed Chen Yan into the high threshold, and the disciples of the Immortal Sect had already lined up neatly in two rows on both sides of the broad bluestone road.

Everyone lowered their heads, and no one dared to look up at him.

Shen Yan stopped on the stone steps at the end of the stone road, Zheng Ziqian and Nie Xiu tactfully retreated to the sides.

Shen Yan turned around, looked up at the crowd, cleared her throat, and raised her voice: "The young man in front of you was brought back from the Soul Eater Cave, and from now on, he will be my disciple of Ziwei Immortal Sect , you have to treat him well."

"Yes, Immortal Venerable."

As soon as Shen Yan finished speaking, all the disciples of Xianmen answered in unison, somewhat deafeningly, Gu Wanqing grinned.

"Introduce yourself to everyone," Shen Yan glanced sideways at Gu Wanqing.

"Oh... okay." Gu Wanqing rolled her eyes and scanned the crowd, then turned her head and asked Shen Yan, "Xianzun, why don't they look up at me?"

Hearing this, Shen Yan kept a cold face, and immediately ordered everyone to raise their heads.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to disobey the order, so they had to force themselves to raise their heads.

Gu Wanqing looked down at the pale faces that were barely raised in front of her, with a heinous smile at the corner of her mouth.

"My name is Gu Wanqing. From now on, I will be brothers of the same school as everyone. If there is any mistake in the future, I hope you... forgive me a lot!"

He deliberately said the words "forgive me a lot" a little harder, and everyone's faces turned paler.

He was satisfied with their expressions now.

"Okay, Nie Xiu, you arrange a place for him first, and change into clean clothes."

"Yes, Immortal Venerable."

After Shen Yan finished speaking, she walked down the steps, turned to another path and went back to the bedroom alone.

After Shen Yan left, the air seemed to freeze for an instant.

Nie Xiu's body tensed all of a sudden, and his body trembled in his loose robe. He believed that others must be like him.

Gu Wanqing stood silently on the steps for a while, then slowly walked down the steps with her hands behind her back.

With a sweet smile on his face, he walked past everyone one by one, and now he wanted to take a good look at the faces that had been transformed into youth by his spell.

The panic and bewilderment on these faces at this moment overlapped with those faces full of sarcasm and indifference back then. Gu Wanqing's smile immediately froze on his lips, and he felt the pain flowing in his body now. The blood seemed to be all cold.

This is the brothers he trusted for eight full years. While accepting the praises of the world in a decent manner, they treat a fellow brother who is in trouble coldly and add insult to injury in a place where others can't see.

"I really want to cut open your hearts one by one to see, what are they made of?" Gu Wanqing looked up at the sky, her eyes turned red.