My nemesis, he teases me every day

Twelve years ago, Xie Fengqiu, the young and up-and-comer leader of the Demon Realm, was still a brat who gasped for breath even after climbing several long ladders.

The ladder on the top of Yaoyue Mountain is not called a ladder, it has another name, Despair Slope. It is said that every three years, Yaoyue Academy opens its gates to accept students from all over the world, teach literature and martial arts, so once every three years, the world wants to climb the road of cultivating immortals The young juniors from all walks of life come here in droves, eager to practice in the academy, get guidance from famous teachers, break through the realm, and leap into the dragon's gate.But since it is yearned for by countless monks, the natural threshold is not too low. Yaoyue Academy has a fixed number of places for admission every year. After the famous family has its own teachers and elders to guide them, they have passed the initial entrance examination. In addition, there are many places scattered around. In the hands of the tutors and elders of the academy, at this time of year, they would scatter and travel around the countryside like fish into the sea, looking for those children who are talented but unable to reach the door of cultivating immortals due to various reasons, and lower their cultivation as appropriate. Cultivate more manufacturable materials for the future of the human race.

I got the admission list, which means I have passed the initial test.

But after the initial test, there is a re-test that is not afraid of the tragedies in the world. The reason why Despair Slope is called Despair Slope is because the desperate cries of countless past students have been left on this 160-level staircase.

Xie Shiliu happens to be sixteen this year, only a few months younger than his brother Fengqiu, so he has become the most trusted younger brother of the young people in Xinghua Village. Shy, usually thanks to his Brother Qiu covering him, but in this big scene, to be honest, his Brother Qiu can't give him too much sense of security.

He eagerly approached Brother Qiu's side, pointing to the step that can't be seen as far as the eye can see: "Brother... Didn't you say that after entering the academy, you only eat delicious food and drink spicy food? Why...you have to climb a mountain?"

Xie Fengqiu is only sixteen years old this year, with deep-set eyebrows and a straight nose, exuding an unstoppable youthful spirit. He stands upright, with a sword and pestle in his hand propping his crooked body on the ground. We stand out from the crowd among the students.

Right in front of this group of students, the mentor leading the way is encouraging them to persevere and work hard. If you walk up the thousand-story stone ladder, you will reach the pinnacle of life. Xie Fengqiu replied without hesitation: "Probably To tell us that no grain of rice in the world is free...the stone steps are a bit long, why don't we just abstain?"

He spoke casually, but if the mentor who brought him into the hospital heard him, he would immediately vomit blood with anger.

Xie Fengqiu is one of the rare students who is exempted from all studies and admitted to the hospital. Because he is very talented, the tutor personally communicated with the academy and opened a back door for him--there is no money for Xie Fengqiu, and there will never be any in this life. He is an orphan in Xinghua Village, and he grew up eating a variety of meals, so when the white-bearded old man asked him wretchedly, "Do you want to go to the sky, dive into the abyss, marry a beautiful girl, and reach the pinnacle of life", he didn't care. He refused without hesitation.

There is no free lunch in the world, he still understands this sentence.

Lian Dan, a white-bearded old man who claims to be the tutor of Yaoyue Academy, wandered around and said, but he didn't persuade this young man who was a big kid. Finally, he succeeded in shaking Xie Fengqiu's firm heart with a light sentence of "eating delicious food and drinking spicy food". belief.

He didn't have much pursuit of immortality. To put it bluntly, he just came here to dawdle.

Xie Shiliu looked at Mentor Lian Dan who was talking in front of him, thought carefully, and said, "Don't, grandpa Lian Dan is said to have negotiated with the academy for you for a long time, if you leave now, he will beat us to death. "

According to Lian Dan himself, Xiao Qiu's talent is rare in a hundred years. For this reason, he worked hard and lowered his requirements to accept Xie Shiliu, a defective product that did not meet the passing line. I didn't think there was anything unusual about it, but since Lian Dan was so sure, he insisted on forcing a lot of benefits that came with this assessment, so he had no choice but to be disrespectful.

Xie Fengqiu said: "It's too troublesome. After the retest, there is the second final test. It's really not easy to eat these days. I understand why the village chief's hair falls out so fast."

The two whispered, and the disciple in front of him, who was dressed in a fine attire, seemed to have heard the movement, and looked back at them.

As soon as he turned his head, Xie Fengqiu's right eyelid twitched, and as expected, the disciple in Huafu turned his head, revealing a face that couldn't be more familiar.

Cheng Yan didn't sleep well last night, and today he has been in low spirits and drowsy. He will climb the slope of despair later. He deliberately takes a short nap while his mentor is nagging, so as to prepare for the next battle. Thinking that as soon as he closed his eyes, there was a noisy voice like a fly behind him.

He frowned and looked back unexpectedly—well, it's not that enemies don't get together, and new and old grudges are settled together.

These two bastards in front of him are the culprits who caused him not to sleep well yesterday.

Cheng Yan is from the Zhonghe area in the south, a hundred and eight thousand miles away from here. He is a son of a noble family who is favored by a gentle and wealthy village. According to gossip, this man's father is the lord of the city, his grandfather is the lord of the next city, and his aunt is Zhonghe. The most powerful person in the world, my cousin graduated from Yaoyue Academy with the rank of leader a few years ago...

All in all, there are countless forces behind this person.

But the young master had big ambitions in his heart, and he didn't want to live under the umbrella of the family. He imitated his cousin and traveled thousands of miles to Yaoyue Academy, which was beyond the jurisdiction of the family, intending to create his own world—unexpectedly, on the first day I hit a wall.

That wall whose chest is harder than his head is Xie Fengqiu.

The grievances between these two people must start with a chopstick.

Young Master Cheng came all the way from his hometown, arrived later than most of the students, and only settled down in the town at the foot of the mountain yesterday. Young Master Cheng has higher ambitions than the sky, but after all, he is a rich man raised in the brocade, so he is somewhat spoiled He happened to be staying on the same street as Xie Fengqiu, who came late to save some accommodation fees—the Fumanlou Inn, and the dilapidated hotel opposite the Fumanlou Inn that didn't even have a signboard.

This is also due to the little travel expenses that the big guys in Xinghua Village gave them by selling pots and iron when they left. These simple villagers did not have much admiration for Xiuxian. It doesn’t matter if you don’t write, since you’ll be back in a year anyway, if you can really learn something, then set up a stage at the entrance of the village and make money by performing arts, it’s also a way of making money..."

If not, they wouldn't even be able to live in this dilapidated hotel.

The street is quite prosperous, and the hotel looks down and out. I think my ancestors had a good time, so the foundation stone is not low, only a line lower than the Fuman Building opposite, and the window is just across the street from the window of Young Master Cheng. , Xie Fengqiu's impression of this young master Cheng was only in the ostentation like the ten miles of red makeup, so he took it for granted that the two were not on the same road and would not have any intersection, so he didn't take this little coincidence to heart.

But I didn't expect that this inattentiveness of his would cause trouble for inattentiveness.

When he went out for a stroll, when he came back, Fumanlou and the hotel opposite were packed with people.

He pretended to be on the sidelines and inquired around before he knew the whole story.

After he went out, Xie Shiliu practiced the technique of manipulating objects alone in the room. He had been practicing for less than a month, thinking about the re-examination and final examination, always worried that he would lag behind, so he practiced non-stop all day long. Xie Fengqiu was practicing when he was eating, he was practicing when Xie Fengqiu was going out, and he was still practicing when Xie Fengqiu was sleeping. Finally, Xie Fengqiu couldn't bear to warn him: If you continue to practice like this, you will have trouble sooner or later.

It's a prophecy, and something will happen now.

His perception is weak, and the spiritual power in his body is not enough, so he can only choose something light and easy to control. After thinking about it, he sincerely borrowed a chopstick from the shopkeeper, but he never expected that it was this chopstick , causing the final disaster.

When the chopsticks got out of control, the maid on the opposite side of Mr. Cheng just opened the window to let in the air, and the chopsticks flew in from the top of the maid as if there was no one there. Went downstairs to find the culprit.

——It is said that the rebellious chopstick poked his buttocks.

Xie Fengqiu watched from a distance, and saw Xie Shiliu walking out of the hotel with one step at a time, with an aggrieved expression like a young daughter-in-law who was bullied, and the bully opposite him was vicious, with countless thugs, Xie Fengqiu looked carefully With two eyes on the sharp knives in the hands of the attendants, he felt that it was more likely that he would rush up with his bare hands and be beaten to death, so he took a few steps back, scanned the surrounding stalls twice, and finally his eyes fell on a dusty sword. superior.

It was really dusty, a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the sword, covering the original lines of the scabbard, and it looked no different from an iron rod at first glance.

Xie Fengqiu stretched out his hand to weigh it, and felt that the weight was suitable and the price was cheap, so he reluctantly took out some silver money from his bosom, and handed it to the stall owner with a piercing heart.

Just as he was about to rush forward with a freshly baked weapon to rescue his little brother, Xie Shiliu's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of his family's menacing and stable brother Qiu, his confidence soared in an instant, and the stick in his hand was used to confront him. The physical evidence went out of control again, whizzing twice in mid-air, then lowered to the ground, and went straight towards Young Master Cheng.

Young Master Cheng happened to turn around, and was bringing tea from the maid to moisten his mouth. Unprepared, he suddenly felt a sharp dull pain in his hip.

At that moment, his time stopped and his world changed from color to black and white.

Xie Fengqiu's footsteps stopped involuntarily. He looked at the chopstick stuck between Young Master Cheng's noble buttocks, and there was only one thought in his mind:

This time, it's over.