Master, let's not make an appointment

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The spirit-testing general election of the Spirit Immortal School has another purpose. It is hoped that some young people with excellent aptitude will be selected in this year's apprentice selection meeting to take on the important task of guarding the fairy world.

anyway.

Xu Xiaonong followed Master Qingchen out of the mountain, Qingchen only glanced at him coldly, then took out a blue long sword to activate the spiritual energy.

"come over."

Xiao Nong obediently walked over, looked at the hand stretched out by the other party, and gently grasped it, freezing the bone marrow.Can't help but wince.Qingchen remained silent, only waiting to pull the man onto the long sword before turning around, like an old monk in meditation, without saying a word.Looking at Qingchen's indifferent attitude, Xiao Nong wondered if he had offended him, and felt uneasy for a while.Grabbing the corner of his clothes, his usually smiling eyes were covered with gloom.

"In the past few days, you are living in the teacher's house. I will ask other disciples to build a wooden house in the morning." After the words closed, Qingchen didn't say where he was going, left him behind, and used the sword by himself disappear.

Taking a breath, Xiao Nong raised his sword-like eyebrows, and then relaxed to look at the general scenery around the mountain.

At the foot of Qingchen Peak, there are ancient trees in the sky. Fortunately, the distance is relatively wide, and there are faint mottled tree shadows. The breeze blows, and the heart is cool.The place near the top of the mountain is mostly rocks, and only a piece of Tianhe is drawn on the halfway up the mountain, and above the Tianhe is a small waterfall flowing down from the top of the mountain. This wave of waterfall is like a white brocade in the sky Flying in the air.

And Qingchen's bamboo house was placed by the lake that day.

Xiao Nong withdrew the fence gate and walked into the small courtyard.I saw a rock weighing several hundred catties on the side of the small courtyard, on which the words "Qingchenju" were mentioned in a flying manner.

A simple yard, a simple home, the alley has been so boring for a few days.

Finally, three days later, Qingchen came back stepping on the fairy sword. . .

Xiao Nong entered the room with the freshly brewed tea, Qing Chen turned around, without saying a word, slapped Xiao Nong hard on the face.

His ears were buzzing.

His head also hit the door frame with a bang.

Xiao Nong covered his face, and tasted fishy sweetness at the corner of his mouth.

"Who asked you to mend this clothes casually!" Qingchen tightened his hands on a torn clothes.

Xiao Nong took a closer look and was startled.

That dress is very familiar, very familiar, because it was the clothes she wore in her previous life!

"You still washed it!" Qingchen looked at the long gown that was completely stained, and his heart seemed to be filled with holes by a sharp knife.

"I...I...I didn't mean to..." The corners of Xiao Nong's mouth trembled a few times, trying hard to control the bursting tears.She felt that the left side of her face was swollen out of shape, and it was probably blue.

Qing Chenqi's eyes were red, and his whole body was trembling, so he must be on guard against this idiot! He actually washed the only coat that his sister left for him, without leaving even a trace of breath!!

"If you don't intend to, you can shirk responsibility!" Qingchen gritted his teeth, took a long whip from the wall, and whizzed away, beating the little nonsense until his skin was bruised.

Xiao Nong was stunned by the beating, and didn't know how to dodge, so he just knelt on the ground, only seeing Qingchen who was frantically waving his whip.I was even more surprised.

The joyful scene of the sisters' reunion, which was thought to be reunited, is no longer there, but an increasingly bloody punishment.

Yoshihisa

Covering his head that was bleeding from the whip, he wobbled closer to Qingchen, and stretched out his arms to hug the crazy man.

Even though his mouth and ears were bleeding, Xiao Nong still insisted on locking Qingchen tightly, holding him in his arms, and gently stroking, just like when he was a child. . .

"Yeah... no... start, really... I'm sorry..." The dry throat could not spit out complete words.

Under this kind of caress, Qingchen Lingtai seemed to feel a little clarity, and when he turned his head, he saw a face that had been beaten beyond recognition. . .

Qing Chen stared blankly with his red eyes open, unable to speak for a long time.

quite a while.

Qingchen threw away the bloody whip in his hand, and took out a white porcelain bottle from his bosom with shaking hands.

"Paint your face."

After speaking, he wobbled out as if he had lost his soul.

A gust of strong wind blew in from outside the house, the bamboo door was blown, and even the torn clothes that caused the murder were also blown.

Xu Xiaonong sat slumped on the ground, lying on a futon, still puzzled what happened to her sister now. . . . .It has been 15 years since I passed away, what is there that cannot be forgiven.Could it be that she hates it so much? Has she always refused to forgive? Why did she keep a rag to this day?

☆, practice

It is said that he had just started his apprenticeship that day, so Yuan Hong had no choice but to bite the bullet and lead that rascal surnamed Xu home.

As soon as he walked out of the range of Lingxian Mountain, seeing no one around, Yuan Hong turned around angrily.With a short, fat little hand, he stretched out an index finger and pointed at the boy who suddenly approached in front of him.scolded:

"Bad guy! Didn't Yuan Hong just roast a monster of yours? Is there any need to take revenge on me like this? I agreed to give you 10 taels in the woods as an apology. What do you want to do to me now?" Yuan Hong She rolled her eyes once, black and white eyes, long eyelashes, baby fat cheeks, just rolling her eyes would be so cute as to kill her.

Xu Xuan only felt his heart skip a beat, and the 16-year-old young body couldn't help being stimulated, and his muscles tensed for a while.His eyes also became dim, and there was a suppressed impulse in the depths of his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Xuan smiled at Yuan Hong, who had pouty pink lips and bulging white cheeks, and said softly, "Really?" , dragged on for a long time, very frivolous.

The young man with a monstrous and beautiful appearance slowly lowered his head, resting his head on Yuanhong's shoulder, and pointing his mouth into Yuanhong's ear, "What do I want to do to you... can I really say it?" This sentence is almost like whisper. .Frivolous lips, seductive tongue, touching and seductive.

"Shameless! Shameless! I don't want to listen! Don't listen!! Stop talking!! Crazy!!" Yuan Hong stomped his feet angrily, with a mouthful of old blood clogging his chest. This is the first time in 600 years that I met such an evil person. For many years, Yuan Hong has been a treasure in the eyes of his brothers. He was afraid of falling when he held it in his hand. Let him step up his cultivation so that he can ascend to the Consummation Realm.Unexpectedly, no one has teased her for 600 years, but today such a ruffian appears, chasing him so hard that he cannot avoid it.

Xu Xuan still wanted to continue teasing, but who knows, his nose felt cold, he touched it with his hand, and raised it in front of his eyes, his hands were all red. . .really. . . .Young people really can't stand it. . .well. . .Xu Xuan himself was speechless. . . !

"I... I... didn't hit you..." Yuan Hong saw Xu Xuan's nose bleeding suddenly, bit his lower lip in fright, and Yuanyuan's eyes moved closer.

"Don't come here!" Xu Xuanmeng turned his head away, his ears turned red. .

I go!

In the end, Yuan Hong had no choice but to lead someone who was bleeding before the beating back to Fengling where he lived.

"Here, this is the sword technique of the Lingxian school. You can use the sword to get started, but you have to lead the spirit into the body first." Yuan Hong stayed on his soft couch, looked at the apprentice who was standing far away, and lost a book. Taking notes on the past is like throwing away a dog's bone.

Xu Xuanlue pressed a white ribbon to his nose in embarrassment, and picked up the martial art manual on the ground with one hand.

"What does it mean to lead the spirit into the body..." Xu Xuan, who was born as a scholar, knew nothing about cultivating immortals, and he came to test the spirit at the beginning entirely based on evil thoughts in his heart. . .cough. .

Putting the book on the white jade chopping board, flipping through the ancient book in his hand with his slender and fair fingers, it seems that it is not too difficult.

"At the beginning when I was guiding spirits, the master took a bowl of monster soup and put it in front of me. He told me to keep watching and not eat it. He said that only by concentrating can we guide spirits." Yuan Hong lowered his head and explained honestly.

Xu Xuan's breath was stagnant, and he turned his face away abruptly. He suddenly felt that it was better not to let Yuan Hong see his contemptuous eyes. . .

Flipping through the book, looking at the formulas for guiding spirits above, Xu Xuan felt a little interesting, as if something was loosening in the dark, and he urgently needed to find a quiet place to break the shackles.