The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 1727 The Humble Furnace of the Noble Immortal Monarch (75)

These disciples are all monks from the outer sect, and they don't even have a serious teaching master.

They may not have much respect and admiration for Su Qinghuan, but they are usually at the lowest level of Xuanqingzong, and now that they have a lower status than theirs, why don't they take this opportunity to vent their dissatisfaction?

"..."

And when Ling Ruoxu heard the word shame-shame, the young man's thick eyelashes could not help but flutter slightly.

——He hadn't seen Su Qinghuan for several months, but the last four words that the cold white-clothed fairy left him were Shameless.

Thinking of Su Qinghuan's contemptuous eyes, Ling Ruoxu's phoenix eyes could not help flashing a gloomy glint.

He could not care how others looked down on him, but Su Qinghuan, he couldn't care less.

Now that his parents have passed away, Ling Ruoxu is nothing but alone in this world. His only thought is to be able to pluck the cold moon from the sky and keep her privately.

But she hated him and didn't even want to see him.

……

Ling Ruoxu felt sad and painful in his heart, his heart surged with hostility, and his expression became slightly ferocious, but because his face was lowered, others could not see Ling Ruoxu's appearance at this moment.

And those outer disciples who were suppressing Ling Ruoxu couldn't help laughing even more when they saw that Ling Ruoxu was silent and lowered his head like a quail.

"Why don't you talk anymore? Oh, don't tell me, Ling Ruoxu, as a furnace, you also have the so-called shame-shame?"

The thin young man in white clenched his hands secretly. He pretended not to hear the words of these outer disciples, but just lowered his head and spoke to them in a gentle manner.

"Ling doesn't know what the senior brothers are talking about. It's just that Ling is the one who serves Qing Huan Xianzun. If it's past the time to hold the lamp, Qing Huan Xianzun can't see Ling. I'm afraid I will misunderstand Ling's deliberate intention. Lazy and unwilling to go back to Canglan Peak, or thinking something happened to Ling..."

"Hey, you furnace, have you learned how to threaten people? I tell you, we don't want to do that!"

"That's right! Who do you think you are? What face do you have to say about serving the Qing Huan Immortal? The Taoist boy at Canglan Peak has already said that the Qing Huan Immortal has been in seclusion for several months. You can't even see her shadow Stop it!"

"Hahahaha, isn't that right? I heard that this mortal still shamelessly climbed the mountain every morning with the slightest dew. After climbing for several months, it was all in vain? I really thought that Qinghuan Xianzun would see him!"

"..."

Ling Ruoxu raised his head, he clenched his hands, and silently swept over the few outer disciples who pointed at his nose and laughed, a faint blood red appeared in his eyes.

That was actually a sign of being possessed, but because Ling Ruoxu was a mortal, the brothers didn't take it seriously, and instead laughed wildly.

"Oh, don't you still get angry, you furnace?!"

"You are so anxious to climb into the bed of Qing Huan Xianzun! It's a pity that people look down on you!"

"I heard that when you were in the Qin family in Jiangbei, didn't you hook up with the young son of the Qin family, Qin Yifan? You can kill Qin Yifan with all your heart, no wonder Qing Huan Xianzun doesn't want to see you, you are so vicious, And she still has no clear relationship with men, which female cultivator dares to ask for it!"

"Hahahaha!"

……

A series of mocking voices rang in my ears, not only Ling Ruoxu's eyes, but even his eyebrows, there was a faint blackness.

Seeing Ling Ruoxu's ruthless eyes, several outer disciples couldn't help being startled, and even felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

"What are you staring at us for?! Do you still want to fight!"

"Heh, hit as soon as you hit, who would be afraid of a mortal?"

The few outer disciples hadn't finished speaking when they suddenly felt the ground shaking.

The little fox who was retreating at the Canglan Peak had the sharpest mind and soul, she opened her eyes almost instantly, and she exclaimed suddenly.

"Mist grass, what happened? This illusion has signs of collapse?!"

"Host! Hurry up and go to the cloud bridge connecting Canglan Peak to the Zongmen's management office! Ling Ruoxu was blown away by those outer disciples. If you don't stop him, Ling Ruoxu will awaken his soul Already!"

"...When did his mental endurance become so bad? Didn't he explode in anger when he was escaped from marriage by Qingmei in the first life?!"

The little fox murmured a few words secretly in his heart, but he summoned the natal spirit sword vigorously, and it flashed onto the cloud bridge in an instant.

……

The little fox came at a very coincidental time, Ling Ruoxu had already been beaten to the ground by those outer disciples, facing people with talent for cultivating immortals, Ling Ruoxu could only be beaten passively.

And in fact, those outer disciples haven't exerted their full strength, otherwise Ling Ruoxu would not have just got down, but passed away directly.

Ling Ruoxu, who was wearing a white Taoist robe, looked very embarrassed, his clothes were stained with mud, and there were two bloodstains on his face.

But what shocked the little fox the most was Ling Ruoxu's eyes, those phoenix eyes full of resentment and unwillingness, showing signs of being possessed by demons at any time.

The little fox fell to the ground lightly, and almost instantly swiped Ling Ruoxu to the other end of the cloud bridge with a wave of his sleeves.

Her eyes glanced at Ling Ruoxu coldly.

"You are quite capable, but after a few months, you have even learned to fight with your classmates."

The little fox kept silent about the mistakes of those outer disciples who provoked Ling Ruoxu. Although his expression was dim and his tone was light, he had an obvious dislike for Ling Ruoxu.

Ling Ruoxu looked at Su Qinghuan blankly, his heart was filled with joy and pain.

—she saved him again.

It was the same last time, outside Xuanqingzong's mountain gate, she descended from the sky.

It was a gorgeous dream bestowed upon him by God.

But this dream is unwilling to give him a little more tenderness.

……

Ling Ruoxu staggered to his feet, lowering his eyes, not daring to look at Su Qinghuan.

"Immortal Venerable, if Ruoxu is reckless, he shouldn't offend fellow seniors, but they blocked the way to Canglan Peak, so Ruoxu had no choice but to argue with fellow seniors."

Ling Ruoxu's defense for himself is also humble, he is afraid that she will dislike him.

She is always a cloud in the sky, but he is nothing but mud in the ground.

The little fox was not surprised that Ling Ruoxu would recognize this posture, seeing that the illusion was no longer shaken, the little fox was relieved, knowing that Ling Ruoxu's soul was imprisoned again.

Su Qinghuan didn't even look at Ling Ruoxu, she turned her head and said to those outer disciples.

"Is that the case? Tell me."

Those outer disciples were already startled when they saw Su Qinghuan appearing on the stage, and when they saw Su Qinghuan's eyes sweeping over, their hearts fluttered even more.

"I, we..."

Ling Ruoxu saw those outer disciples' eyes glued to the little fox, with obvious admiration in their eyes, and the hostility in the man's heart grew stronger.

This is his light.

Why, let these scum covet.

(End of this chapter)