A good unpopular sect can change at will

Finally, no one was around, Yan Rong reviewed what he had learned in the past, put away his sword, and heard a loud voice: "After three years of retreat, you have really made great progress in your cultivation. It seems that the bottleneck of your cultivation and the bottleneck in your heart are both It's broken through."

Yuan Chunyu sat at the side holding his breath for a long time, and did not make a sound until Yan Rong finished.Seeing Yan Rong looking over, he jumped up from the rock he was sitting on and rushed towards Yan Rong.

"It's been a long time since we practiced sword together, Yan Rong, do you think... eh?"

Before Yuan Chunyu could finish her sentence, Yan Rong grabbed Yuan Chunyu and put her hand into his collar without saying a word.

Yuan Chun Yuruan blushed slightly in his arms: "Yan Rong, this is not good, is it?"

"Are you actually shy?" Yan Rong chuckled lightly, and said soothingly, "I have cast a barrier."

After some practice, the palm of Yan Rong's palm was slightly hot, and when it was attached to Yuan Chunyu's skin, it became hot from the inside out.

After a while, Yan Rong withdrew her hand and said, "Okay."

Seeing that Yuan Chunyu hadn't moved, she closed the skirt of his clothes again.

"Tsk."

Yuan Chunyu grabbed his hand.

"that's it?"

"Otherwise? What else?" Yan Rong squeezed Yuan Chunyu's wrist, lifted it from her hand, and threw it aside, "I'm not a medicine cultivator, so why do you want me to grab the medicine fairy's elixir for you? ?”

Yuan Chunyu said: "Don't dare, Master Yanrong showed me the injury, I must be grateful."

Yan Rong looked at Yuan Chunyu's playful face, and said softly: "Does it still hurt?"

Yuan Chunyu said: "It still hurts, but after being touched by Master Yan Rong's wonderful hand, it doesn't hurt anymore. Master Yan Rong can touch it a few more times, maybe it will be fine."

His expression was somewhat frivolous and somewhat affectionate.

Yan Rong sighed: "Your nonsense has been around for so many years, it's time to change it."

Yuan Chunyu said: "Young Master Yanrong kisses my mouth, this nonsense mouth may be cured." He moved his mouth closer as he spoke.

Yan Rong paused, raised the corners of her mouth, and slowly approached, seeing Yuan Chunyu closed her eyes, then raised her hand—flicking her fingers on Yuan Chunyu's lips.

"Oh!" Yuan Chunyu covered her mouth and took a step away, "You! You——!"

Yan Rong laughed loudly, with the cunning of a successful trick in her eyes.Smiling, but like a child.

It is the site of Yuan Chunyu, and there is a barrier set up by Yan Rong. No one sets foot except Yan Rong and Yuan Chunyu. There is the sound of wind.

Yan Rong practiced sword with Yuan Chunyu for a while, then sat on a stone with Yuan Chunyu, drinking and chatting.

The wine is from the original mellow jade belt, and it is said that it took a lot of effort to get it from Elder Xuan Yi next door.Elder Xuan Yi has a withdrawn and eccentric temperament. He doesn't give away his own things easily.Only Yuan Chunyu is smooth-tongued and best at pleasing people, complaining about the effort, but getting everything.

Chatting, naturally Yuan Chunyu was talking, and Yan Rong listened.

Everything inside the peak and outside the peak, ranging from Taoist friends crossing the catastrophe and ascending, to the fact that the daughter of the elder Yuanying's family beat the son of the elder Minghe's family and the son of the elder Minghe's family did not fight back. The details are thoroughly touched.

On the other hand, Yan Rong doesn't like to socialize with others, and he never reserves anything to talk about. Back then, the matter between his senior brother Zhu Yinbo and the senior sister Yu Qing who was next door caused a commotion inside and outside the peak, and Yan Rong was the last to know about it.

Yan Rong took a sip of the wine and suddenly remembered the child brought back by Zhu Yinbo.

Yuan Chunyu said: "The one you bumped into was Xu Yue, right? His father was killed by the senior brother, leaving a little boy unattended. The senior brother was soft-hearted, so he brought him back. He is also an interesting child, the master said. He wanted to accept him as a disciple, to give him a place in the sect, so that he could stay by his side and take care of himself, but he refused, insisting on being the disciple of the elder brother. If the elder brother does not accept disciples now, he would rather Be a little servant boy here, serve tea and pour water, and don't ask the elders for a teacher."

Yan Rong wondered: "What kind of obsession is this senior brother?"

Yuan Chunyu came over with the back of his hand and patted Yan Rong's mouth, said: "If you say this, the elder brother heard it, and he must teach you a lesson."

But there was a look of complacency in his eyes, he still remembered that Yan Rong had slapped his mouth just now, looking for a chance to take revenge.

"You know I can't speak." Yan Rong wiped her mouth, not paying much attention.

Yuan Chunyu said: "Your inability to speak has been around for so many years, it's time to correct it."

"Cough." Yan Rong said, "I can't change it."

Back then, Senior Sister Yuqing from the next door came to their Yunwei Peak to discuss matters with Zhu Yinbo. Yan Rong stood beside him for a long time, and said in a daze, "Senior Brother and Senior Sister Qing seem to be a good match", causing a big quarrel between the two. red face.

Later, Zhu Yinbo and Senior Sister Yuqing became married, Zhu Yinbo gave Senior Sister Yuqing a red dress, and the two stood together, Zhu Yinbo's light green gown, Senior Sister Yuqing wore the red dress that Zhu Yinbo gave her, everyone looked Daozhen is a talented man and a woman, and she is really a good match, so Yan Rong said bluntly, "Red and green are a match for shit."

After that, Senior Sister Yuqing never wore that red dress again.

Afterwards, Zhu Yinbo and Senior Sister Yuqing stopped communicating with each other.

"Very good." Yuan Chunyu spun the wine glass and nodded, "Nonsense and inability to speak are quite compatible."

Yan Rong raised her glass and said, "Yesterday, I felt that you had a lot of troubles. Listening to your nonsense, I feel that you are still you. It's better not to change."

Yuan Chunyu clinked glasses with him.

Yan Rong leaned on him and poured the wine, smacked his mouth, and muttered something again, his speech was already slurred.Holding on to the wine glass with one hand, and reaching out to hug Yuan Chunyu with the other, he stopped talking and just stared silently in a daze.

After a while, Yuan Chunyu felt Yan Rong slip half a cent from his body.Yuan Chunyu walked around his creaking nest, wrapped his arms around his waist, and said:

"Go back to your room, don't sleep here."

Yan Rong didn't make a sound.Still holding on to the wine glass in his hand, but his upper and lower eyelids have long been glued together, his breathing is long and his expression is at ease, as if he is already fast asleep.

Yuan Chunyu leaned over, leaned close to Yan Rong's ear, and softly called: "Yan Rong."

There is no response.

Really fell asleep.

Then he stared at it for a while.

This person is already a senior brother of a large group of people, but there is still a childish look in his eyes.

Time seemed to stop water on him, Yan Rong at this time was no different from Yan Rong three years ago, and Yan Rong three years ago was no different from Yan Rong three years ago.

Maybe there are few people around, so I never changed for anyone.Maybe it's because few people care about it, so I don't worry about anyone.

Like, like a fairy.

Yuan Chunyu couldn't help getting closer, staring at it for a while, hesitating for a while.The lips fell on the center of Yan Rong's eyebrows, and then left with a light sweep.

The next day.

Yan Rong stared at Yuan Chunyu's wine on the desk for a while, touched the body of the altar, and tapped on the foot of the altar.Rubbing her chin, she said to Yuan Chunyu who was sitting on the desk:

"You know that I seldom dream. I drank the wine you knocked from Elder Xuan Yi yesterday. For some reason, I had an annoying dream. I dreamed that someone called my name. The sound sounded inexplicable. Catch the heart, I don’t know what it means, but there is no follow-up after the sound, it’s really inexplicable.”

Yuan Chunyu crossed Erlang's legs and bit the hair rope to comb her hair, seeing Yan Rong's strong interest in this rare wine, she leaned over with the hair rope in her mouth, pretending to be mysterious and lowered her voice:

"Could it be that this wine has been buried in the ground for many years and has been brewed into essence?"

Yan Rong's eyes followed Yuan Chunyu's hair rope dangling in her mouth, pinched the end of the rope, and pulled it from Yuan Chunyu's mouth.

"It's just a dream, you can talk about it." After finishing speaking, he said, "Maybe, it's possible."

Yuan Chunyu laughed out loud: "I just said it casually, do you really believe it?"

Yan Rong said firmly: "What is there to believe? Everything has a spirit, and the same is true for wine."

Suddenly picked up a strand of Yuan Chunyu's hair: "I've been in seclusion for three years, and your hair doesn't seem to grow."

"Does everything have a spirit? I'm afraid you won't recognize it when you come out and see it. Now it doesn't grow an inch."

Hippie smiling face, glib tongue.I don’t know how to store so many unscrupulous words in my stomach, which have emerged endlessly since I was a child, and have never been exhausted.The trick of pleasing people may be inborn.

Yan Rong handed him the hair rope.

Yuan Chunyu didn't pick it up, stroked her hair and said, "My hair doesn't grow anymore because of you, but you didn't show anything, you really are ruthless."

Yan Rong held the hair rope in one hand, held Yuan Chunyu's hair in the palm of the hand with the other, rubbed the hair with his fingers, and said: "You master is cunning and treacherous, what do you have, you rely on your hair."

As he spoke, he put his hair into the hair tie and tied it carefully.

Careful people then have something to talk about.

One person said: "Brother Yuan tied his hair today, which is different from usual."

The person next to him asked, "Why is it different?"

The man explained: "Brother Yuan usually tied grass, but today he tied it a little higher and tied a flower knot."

The person next to him said: "It's true."

"Speaking of which, last time I saw Senior Brother Yuan sewing clothes by himself. Senior Brother usually looks casual, but I didn't expect him to be such an ingenious man who can be married." The man said tut-tsk.

Someone said: "Isn't it just sewing clothes and tying hair, how strange?"

"But that's Senior Brother Yuan, the second disciple of Yunwei Peak, who is also known as the Shuangxia with Senior Brother. Such a character is not only unassuming, but also so ingenious. The old disciples of Elder Yuanying's Peak next door are all arrogant , very lazy, throwing away clothes when they are torn, and it is said that he likes to boss around and even bully the newcomers."

Yan Rong was treated as a newcomer and listened to that person's chatter. Hearing the angry expressions of the rest of the audience, Yan Rong said indifferently: "It's just a rumor."

Elder Yuanying and Elder Pu Shan have been at odds for about a hundred years. I and my disciples questioned, smeared and provoked each other, and Yan Rong was used to it.

Back then, Yan Rong stayed silent and practiced in the peak, ignoring her own instigation and the other's provocation, but she was also picked out by the disciples of Elder Yuan Ying, who tried every means to smear and slander her.

Forcibly smearing Yan Rong doesn't feel like it, but there is one thing that caused the Yunwei Peak to take a solid blow.

Now that this matter has passed for a long time, the disciples of Elder Yuanying no longer bother to mention it.Yan Rong also forgot about it, but she didn't expect that this matter would be brought up again one day, and spread widely among people.

When this matter was brought up, it was only a few days before Yan Rong left the customs.

After Yan Rong was regarded as a new student, after some time, he gradually became familiar.There are more disciples calling Senior Brother Yan Rongyan.

A rumor also gradually rose in Yunwei Peak, saying that Elder Pu Shan accepted Yan Rong as his disciple, in fact, it was because of being bribed by Yan Rong's family.

As soon as this rumor spread, it spread all over the mountain.

The author has something to say: Xiu.Why does Jinjiang like to swallow my punctuation so much and has no intention of spitting it out, so he has to sink in and learn to smile