The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

Leng Qingsong was afraid, so he ran back from the extreme east without stopping.

He is not afraid of any enemy in this world, even if it is difficult and dangerous, he dares to unsheath his sword.

But he was afraid that his elder brother would plot against him.

It's okay to calculate yourself, your brother will not harm you, the only thing that makes Leng Qingsong feel terrible.

Brother didn't even tell himself!

What kind of thing is it that my elder brother has to hide it from himself.

If you dare to hide it from yourself today, wouldn't your brother disappear in front of your eyes tomorrow?

The more I think about it, the more terrifying I feel, the more strange I feel, the more frightened I feel.

Leng Qingsong turned around and flew in the same direction as when he came and went, without looking back, not even paying attention to the weird Optimus pillar in front of him.

And after Leng Qingsong left, a voice resounded in his heart: "Hey, what are you running around? I haven't come out yet!"

Although he didn't know who it was, Leng Qingsong didn't have time to talk to the owner of the voice in his heart.

Whoever I love, no one can stop me now!

A sound of air explosion set off a huge wave, and Leng Qingsong disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

A faint green glow lit up in the giant pillar behind him, and a phantom stared at the direction Leng Qingsong was leaving with a dazed expression.

No?

This big opportunity, the boy in black said no, so he didn't want it?

Even if you are in a hurry, wait for yourself to come out!

How can I say that I can be regarded as a big boss who gives me a chance, do I look so unpopular?

Xu Ying even began to doubt himself for a while, whether there was something wrong with the way he appeared on the stage.

But Xu Ying was not in a hurry, and slowly returned to the Optimus Pillar.

He knew that the boy in black would come back sooner or later.

As for Leng Qingsong, who turned his head and returned, this time he was hurrying with almost all his strength.

It doesn't even care about the existence of those behemoths that have lived in the deep sea for countless years.

As long as the things that dare to stand in front of him, before Leng Qingsong gets close, they will be crushed instantly by the extremely strong Qinglian sword intent.

In the beginning, there were unbelieving behemoths who were angry at such a brat who broke into his territory in an open manner.

The body that covered the sky and the sun stood in front of Leng Qingsong, wanting to bury this ignorant boy in the deep sea.

After the behemoths were turned into blood and pieces of meat, these big guys also calmed down.

They pretended not to see the black-clothed swordsman trespassing on their territory.

When I came here, I just didn't want to be troublesome, and it's okay to take a detour, but when I came back, I was frightened and angry, whoever stopped me would die!

A huge green lotus wrapped around the black-clothed swordsman, and the air explosion caused by the high-speed flight caused two huge waves to be drawn in the sea area below.

The distraught Leng Qingsong felt more and more uncomfortable, the journey of nearly two months was compressed into half a month by himself.

He returned to Qingyun Sect non-stop, and pushed open the courtyard gate of the small mountain regardless of fatigue, when he saw his brother sitting leisurely on the reclining chair and stacking papers.

Under a tree of green leaves, the elder brother lying in the shade was stacking paper cranes in his hands, and there were already a lot of stacks at his feet.

The pretty guy is dozing off at his feet, and even the dog has some paper cranes scattered around it.

Everything in the small courtyard is almost exactly the same as when I left.

It makes people feel a lot of peace of mind at a glance.

When seeing his brother come back, Leng Qingsong suddenly relaxed in his heart.

The whole person seemed to have been emptied of energy, and the mountain that weighed on his heart was suddenly lifted, almost making Leng Qingsong's eyes darken and he fell into a coma.

But when the mountain that weighed on his heart was lifted, he was instantly filled with anger again.

If I don't tell myself this calculation, my brother still has the time to sit there and fold papers!

Now brother really treats himself as an outsider!

Ever since he was picked up by his brother, he has been by his side.

Leng Qingsong has never been wronged like this before!

The exhaustion of day and night and the anger towards Ouyang made Leng Qingsong really angry with Ouyang for the first time.

Holding the sword, he returned directly to his room, and after venting, he fell asleep on the bed.

And the elder brother didn't even ask what was wrong with him, but went to sleep on his own!

When Leng Qingsong woke up, his consciousness swept across Ouyang's room, and he was even more angry.

Since you ignore me, I also ignore you!

Although it is childish to set Qi like a child, it really works!

When Leng Qingsong, who was holding his breath and smashed the roof down completely, stood up from the ruins in a bit of a panic, he heard the sound of Ouyang raising his hands and surrendering!

He was taken aback for a moment, then snorted arrogantly, with a trace of triumph on his face, he came to Ouyang in a flash.

Ouyang looked at Leng Qingsong in front of him, and felt relieved and cherished.

This is a standard cub raised by himself. If one didn't pay attention, they all grew a head taller than him.

But among the juniors, Ouyang felt that he owed the most to Leng Qingsong in front of him.

Ouyang's guilt was seen by Leng Qingsong, and the idea of ​​wanting to vent his anger was immediately forgotten.

Looking at Ouyang in front of him, Leng Qingsong said without any hesitation: "If brother doesn't like my practice, then I won't practice it!"

Ouyang was stunned for a moment, and then he said angrily: "Since when did I not like you practicing Taoism, why do you add so much drama to yourself when you have nothing to do?"

Leng Qingsong asked hesitantly: "Since elder brother knows about me, why didn't you tell me face to face, and instead asked me to go to the Far East?"

The voice was puzzled and annoyed, and there was even a hint of grievance.

"It's not going to harm you, what's the gain from this trip?" Ouyang rolled his eyes at the cautious Leng Qingsong, and then asked curiously.

Leng Qingsong was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face, he couldn't tell his brother that because he didn't understand him, he turned around and ran too fast, and ran back without getting anything, right?

It would be too embarrassing to say this.

Seeing the faltering Leng Qingsong, Ouyang held his forehead a little defeated.

My second son is cold and warm-hearted, but somewhat out of his mind.

However, it's not his fault...

Sword cultivators in this world have brain problems...

Seeing Ouyang's appearance of being defeated by himself, Leng Qingsong became a little anxious, and thought for a long time.

As if suddenly caught something.

From the first time Xia Jiuyou sensed Li Taibai's sword intent, Leng Qingsong had a big idea in his heart.

And when he recalled going to the Far East, he felt the Qinglian sword intent again from the giant pillar of the sky.

Leng Qingsong confirmed his idea more and more in his heart.

Thinking of this, Leng Qingsong handed the sword to Ouyang.

With a mysterious face and a weird tone of voice, he asked:

"Brother, have you already guessed that I am Li Taibai's reincarnation?"