The protagonist can't possibly want to tease me

On the day of departure, Shen Xian deliberately got up early in the morning to avoid Gu Huanqing, and went to the meeting place in the dark.

It was still a long time before the assembly time, but there was one person earlier than him, sitting on the ground and practicing.

This person's facial features were sharp, his sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, his nose was high, his whole body was like a sharp knife out of its sheath, his aura alone was enough to make people shy away.

In the previous meeting with the head, he had already learned the specific information, so he naturally knew who the person in front of him was.

... The leader of the secret realm this time is Master Qingwu.

Qingwu can be said to be the most distinctive elder in Qingyangmen.

There are a total of twelve elders in Qingyangmen, all of them have the airs of being immortal and not eating the fireworks of the world. Among them, Yuan Xu, the head of the sect, is the representative, and a small number of elders are close to the people. , the only difference is Daoist Qingwu, his name is enough to show his character.

The people of the Qing Dynasty bestowed the title of "God of Fighting", and they were only 200 years old, and they had already reached the stage of integration, and their future was limitless.It's just that his temperament, like his sword, is rigid and sharp.

In his head, every day is war!Competition!Solve various incidents based on the principle of being able to fight and never fighting.Nothing seemed to interest him except combat and his sword.

The disciples stayed away from Qingwu's unchanging paralyzed face, for fear of being dragged by him to test the sword, but Shen Xian knew that he was not as unapproachable as he looked.

Sensing that Shen Xian was getting closer, Qing Wu opened his eyes, turned his eyes away, and then nodded slightly.

Shen Xian gave him a faint smile, walked to him and sat down not far away.

He didn't take the initiative to start a conversation, and Qingwu kept silent and continued to practice.It wasn't until he opened his eyes again and ended his training that Shen Xian said, "I've heard about Master Qingwu's name for a long time, and it's a great honor to finally meet him today."

"Are you that casual cultivator?" Qingwu's cold tone was very gentle, if Shen Xian hadn't paid close attention, he could hardly have noticed the last slight uplift in his tone.

"Yes." Shen Xian said.

"En." Qingwu nodded to show his understanding, and then stopped talking.

Seeing this, Shen Xian stopped talking and quietly looked at the surrounding scenery.

The calm air suddenly became fierce, and a surge of sword energy struck, Shen Xian immediately turned back and retreated, and before he could stand still, another blow came head-on.

As a sword cultivator, Qingwu was fierce and unstoppable, but Shen Xian had no choice but to take out Tianwen to stop him in order not to expose his cultivation.

The sword energy collided with the sword body, and there was a soft moan, and Shen Xian took several steps back to stabilize his figure.

The tiger's mouth was a little numb from the shock, he switched to holding the sword, shook his hand, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.Qingwu didn't try his best for this blow, otherwise, with his current level of distraction, it would never be possible to completely block it so easily.

Putting down the sword, Shen Xian said helplessly, "Did Master Qingwu really enjoy himself?"

"Yeah." Qing Wu nodded, his calm eyes fell on Shen Xian's sword.

Shen Xian sat down next to him again, stroked the sword with his fingers, and said softly, "This is my sword, named Qiankun."

Tian Wen was so famous that it would cause trouble, so he simply gave him a fake name.

This name is taken from the memory that Tianwen brought him... In the ancient times, the Demon Lord held Tianwen in his hand and determined the universe with a single sword.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tianwen trembled slightly, as if dissatisfied with his name change.

Seeing Shen Xian cherishing Tian Wen so much, Qing Wu's paralyzed face softened a bit: "This sword is very good, please warm and nourish it."

"Thank you for your advice, senior."

"You don't need to call senior," Qing Wu said, "Just call me Qing Wu."

Shen Xian hooked his lips and smiled: "Okay."

To deal with someone like Qingwu who is addicted to swords like his life, it is natural to show like-mindedness in order to get close to him.

After that, the two had no more communication, Qingwu held his sword and wiped it carefully, and then began to close his eyes and rest.

The light was getting brighter and the gathering time was approaching, disciples had already arrived one after another. Seeing Shen Xian and Qing Wu sitting together, they were all shocked.

Didn't it mean that only real Qingwu led the team this time?How could there be such a strange senior in the distracted stage?And...he dared to sit with Daoist Qingwu!Daoist Qingwu's facial paralysis has eased a bit today!What is the relationship between these two? ?

The disciples looked at each other, but because they were afraid of Qingwu's paralyzed face, they didn't dare to discuss it out loud, so they had to communicate with their eyes vigorously.

Faced with all kinds of gazes, Shen Xian completely ignored them without changing his expression. He looked around the crowd and saw Gu Huanqing and the others. His eyes met the three of them, and he smiled lightly.

"Shen Xian?! Why is he here?" Qi Chen widened his eyes and patted Gu Huanqing's arm, "Why didn't you tell us?"

Gu Huanqing pulled Qi Chen's hand away: "He didn't tell me, and I don't know either."

"My darling..." Qi Chen narrowed his eyes, "He still dares to sit next to Qingwu, he is quite courageous."

"He is seldom afraid." Gu Huanqing said, but Shen Xian's nervous and frightened look when he saw the dead corpse in Qingyun Cave Mansion came to mind, and a smile unconsciously curled up on his mouth.