The first mortal in fairyland

In the middle of the night, the showers have just stopped.

In the depths of Yuanyang Ridge, Ren Qinghuan suddenly reined in his horse and changed course.

His hearing and night vision are very strong, and he could hear the sound of cars and horses ahead from a long distance, but the winding mountain road is winding, and he has to go around the last bend to see clearly: a group of immortal cultivators in red are holding a few cars. The dart car is on its way.

The girl who followed on horseback was petite and twenty-eight years old. She covered her eyes with a red veil and smiled slightly, revealing two dimples. She was the young master of the Hehuan Sect, Hate Wan.

"Hey! Ren Qinghuan, I saw you!"

She didn't look back, her voice was as clear as a copper bell.

Ren Qinghuan sighed secretly, resolutely, and rode on the slippery and muddy path in the mountains.

Hen Wan tilted her head and waited for a while, but when no one came, she let out a "hum" and muttered, "I'll ignore you!"

There is also a red-clothed woman in her twenties who rode horses side by side with Henwan, with a crown with wide sleeves, and a cold ice jade pendant in the crown. She is tall and tall with a proud chest, covered with red gauze, Only a pair of beautiful but indifferent slanted eyes were revealed, and he looked back at the empty mountain road and asked, "Blindfolded, can you see the people behind you?"

The fluffy words made all the subordinates break into a cold sweat.

Their young suzerain was born with eye disease, and the thing she hated the most was when people asked her "can she see?"

But this beautiful woman obviously has a very high status, Henwan didn't dare to be angry with her, she just gritted her teeth and said, "I can smell him from eight hundred miles away, you brat who doesn't know how to praise!"

The masked woman raised her eyebrows, seeming amused.

"The majestic Young Master of the Hehuan Sect, can't handle a man?"

"Cousin, you don't know something," Henwan pouted bitterly, "He is the one I bought Yuanyangling as a gift."

"Oh," the masked woman nodded, "I heard that a young man from the Hehuan Sect accidentally entered the back mountain of Jinghua Valley and killed two precious white apes.

"When Xie Xiaozhu, the owner of Jinghua Valley, asked about the main person of Yunzong, you spent a lot of money, regardless of Xie Xiaozhu's flat price, and bought the entire mountain forest, and renamed it Yuanyang Lingquan as a token of love. So it was for him? ?”

This anecdote happened several years ago, and it is now widely known throughout the world.

The Hehuan Sect was already weak, but after this bloodletting, Jinghuagu's strength has greatly increased.

In recent years, the Hehuan Sect has been more severely suppressed, so not long ago, the sect master Yun Xiangrong couldn't hold on anymore, so he ordered Henwan to go to the Immortal Realm to ask for help, borrowed an immortal artifact, and hid it in today's dart boxes.

But Henwan not only brought back the fairy artifact, but also brought this masked woman: Ye Zhiwei, the second lady of the famous Ye family in the fairy world.

The Hehuan Sect can be regarded as a small sect cultivated by the Ye family in the world, but Yun Xiangrong is greedy, and the Ye family was worried that there would be no repayment, so they asked Ye Zhiwei to hide his name, claiming to be the cousin of Heanwan, and accompanied him for inspection, and helped press the mirror by the way The limelight of Flower Valley.

"Cousin, people say that I'm stupid, for a man... Actually, don't you know?"

Hate to sigh.

"It's Xie Xiaozhu that monster is deceiving people too much!"

Ye Zhiwei nodded again: "The Hehuan Sect is located on the island. If they want to land in the world and develop their power, they can only pass through Yuanyang Ridge. The white apes here are ferocious, and it's really tricky to hurt people.

"However, men are the most worthless people in the Acacia Sect. Jinghua Valley is backed by the number one demon cultivator sect in the Immortal World. Even my family has to be wary of it. Is it worth it to spend such a big price to increase the prestige of others?"

Henwan's cheeks were slightly red: "Cousin, Qinghuan him... He is naturally different from the man next to him."

Ye Zhi smiled slightly.

It seems that she wants to mention to Yun Xiangrong whether the Hehuan Sect needs to consider changing to a young sect master.

"How is his cultivation?" Ye Zhiwei asked knowingly.

The strongest cultivators in the world are no more than the Golden Core Stage, such as Yun Xiangrong and Xie Xiaozhu, who are considered capable, are already at the level of suzerain and valley masters, and others are only at the level of foundation building, and may not be able to form Golden Core in their entire lives. What about ability?

"He..." Henwan couldn't open his mouth, "He's a mortal..."

Ye Zhiwei was dumb.

It turned out to be worse than she imagined?

"But, but he has great martial arts," Henwan argued, "At that time, he killed those two white apes to save me."

Ye Zhi stroked his forehead slightly: "So you want to make a promise with your body?"

Are you kidding me?

A mortal!

Even if the Young Sect Master is like this, it can be seen that there is indeed a problem with the Hehuan Sect, and it may not be useful if it continues like this.

Ye Zhiwei's eyes were cold, and his face sank.

"H-His martial arts are really strong." Although Sect Master Yun spoiled him, Henwan usually considered himself calm and self-restraining, but now he stammered, "The white apes here can not only use witchcraft, but also use swords... ..."

Halfway through her words, she suddenly stopped and tilted her head.

Ye Zhiwei also squinted his eyes, coldly scanning the depths of the valley.

Suddenly, two white figures approached the escort vehicle at high speed accompanied by an ape cry!

"Put in formation," Henwan yelled, "Guards!"

Today, she was no longer afraid of the two white apes. She drew out her swords and stepped on the horse's back. She tapped her toes and drew a circular sword light. Blood spurted from the two apes, and they fell to the ground and died.

But then, four more pounced on them!

"Oops," Hen Wan yelled, "Cousin, we are surrounded, at least a hundred of them have come!"

This kind of white ape has spiritual roots. Even if it is a gregarious species, once it is enlightened, it is impossible to reproduce like ordinary apes. Therefore, the entire Yuanyang Ridge stretches for thousands of miles, and there are only a hundred of them. The rectification will only reduce the number.

Now that so many have quietly appeared, it must have been planned.

But, who... revealed the news?

Ye Zhiwei narrowed his eyes.

"There are traitors."

the other side.

Ren Qinghuan discovered this situation just after changing the road.

He is the same age as Henwan, but he started earlier, he grew up in the Hehuan Sect, and has the most senior qualifications. He is also the eldest disciple of the suzerain Yun Xiangrong, but he didn't know about borrowing the immortal weapon, so he returned to the sect today.

Otherwise, if he knew that he would run into Henwan by chance, he would definitely have another auspicious day and avoid this aunt.

Just now he secretly lamented that the almanac is inaccurate, it is not easy to deceive people.

This trip to the island not only failed, but also failed to buy the ice jade that my junior sister wanted, and it was also difficult to return.

But looking at the white apes all over the mountains and plains now, it was fortunate that he ran into them, otherwise, wouldn't it be dangerous just relying on Henwan and these brothers?Master really is □□hu, the almanac is really something to see!

"Young Sect Master!"

Ren Qinghuan resolutely left the horse on the path, performed lightness kung fu, drew his sword, and rushed behind Hen Wan.

Several white apes are jumping up.

Henwan couldn't deal with it in time, turned around, and saw Ren Qinghuan who suddenly approached.

An unpretentious long sword cut the throats of two apes, and the bright colors of the blood splashed made the handsome faces look like people in the painting.

Hen Wan pointed forward with both swords: "Qing Huan, bodyguard car first!"

Ren Qinghuan then stepped over the three dart boxes, wiped it with a sword, and drove away the surrounding white apes, finally stopped on the saddle in front of him, tightened the reins, and gave a "wheeze" to stabilize the two frightened horses.

The many white apes seemed to know Ren Qinghuan, and they were a little afraid. Instead of charging blindly, they took two steps back and stalemate the situation.

Ren Qinghuan reached out to the horse, pulled up a fallen monk, and looked back.

"Cousin," Hen Wan wiped off the blood from the corner of her lips, and stood behind her with both swords, "Help me!"

Ye Zhiwei never drew his sword.

Because her sword is only used to guard the sword, not to kill people.

She had been watching just now, and had to admit that this Ren Qinghuan's martial arts were indeed extraordinary.

Moreover, as a disciple of her Ye family and an inner disciple of the Hehuan Sect, for some reason, he didn't wear the wide-sleeved red dress. The plain black and white outfit outlined a tall and slender figure. The peach blossom eyes are as black as jade and are shining.

The scene where the hero saves the beauty is truly romantic, so it's no wonder that I hate the party.

but……

Only a little girl would be tempted.

Ye Zhiwei didn't pay attention to these white apes only for building foundations. He raised his hand and turned over his sleeves, and a sea of ​​blue flames appeared out of thin air. It was icy cold and ignited all the white apes in an instant!

Wails erupted in the valley one after another.

Everyone was taken aback, but they also breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene.

"Many, thank you, cousin."

I hate to thank you late, my cheeks are flushed.

Her strength is not as good as the young lady of her own family, and she is unwilling to be reconciled, but she can also figure it out. Her embarrassment is mainly because she feels ashamed, and regrets that she just mentioned "martial arts" in front of Ye Zhiwei.

Miss Ye Er, she probably doesn't even bother to refute.

Ren Qinghuan didn't realize it.

He looked around and confirmed that most of the white ape was dead. He stepped onto a dart box from his horseback and asked doubtfully, "Young Sect Master, is this your cousin?"

Henwan is blindfolded because he has an eye disease, so this masked man is... dumb?

Hey, this, her family is a bit pitiful.

Ye Zhiwei didn't open his mouth all the time, and Ren Qinghuan didn't listen to them carefully. At this moment, he felt that he thought well and couldn't be rude, so he took the initiative to introduce himself: "My next Ren Qinghuan, a disciple of Hehuan Sect, thank you for your help."

"..."

There was silence.

Ye Zhiwei has seen a lot of men who strike up a conversation with him.

Not to mention responding, she didn't even nod her head.

The others were silent, trying their best to embarrass Ren Qinghuan on the surface, but they were secretly happy: Although the elder brother is very good and helped everyone today, this guy is like a fish in water among women, and he is always at a disadvantage. What peach blossoms are too much is just an annoyance, it is really annoying!

Today I finally met a beautiful woman from the iceberg, she touched her nose, it was so satisfying ~ and this is not to blame for the "big cousin", there is a difference between human beings and immortals, it is normal for people to ignore you, who made you look so high, even the young suzerain I don’t even care about it, I didn’t expect to have today, hahaha...

Ren Qinghuan herself didn't feel any embarrassment at all.

It's normal not to speak, but the girl has a problem with her mouth, so she can't make gestures with him.

Hen Wan nodded for Ye Zhiwei, coughed lightly, and asked, "You left earlier than me, why did you come back later than me, it just took so long to go to the fairyland to test the spirit root?"

Ye Zhiwei glanced at Ren Qinghuan.

She was also a little curious.

Generally speaking, Ren Qinghuan should not be a mortal because of his skill. It seems that he is also afraid of some strange spirit roots that are hard to find, so he went to the fairy world to test the spirit platform to confirm.

"I was afraid that I might make a mistake, so I took the test three times and stood in a long queue three times." Ren Qinghuan shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that the results are the same three times.

"There will never be a fairy fate."

There was silence again.

This time, everyone no longer gloated, and felt sorry for him from the bottom of their hearts.

There was also a hint of embarrassment.

Their mediocre disciples are still able to establish a foundation, but the elder brother...

Henwan's eyes turned red instantly, but luckily they were covered by the red gauze, so no one saw it.

She couldn't help sighing secretly:

Could it be that my Hehuan sect really...has no successor?

Ye Zhiwei was also slightly taken aback.

The Lingtai Examination clearly divides people into grades, grades, grades, and one word determines the universe. The difference between ordinary people and immortals is indistinguishable. People come and go in front of the stage. A person who can't bear to be humiliated after only one blow, leaves angrily and is devastated, he... actually rowed three times?

Ye Zhiwei's heart moved. Seeing him so calm but not angry, he showed a very young heart when he was down. He was indeed different from those men around him who were full of confidence and incapable of anger. Suddenly pointing to the hairpin on his crown, he asked, "Huh?

"Is this ice jade?"

What disappointed Ren Qinghuan the most this time around was not the words "never have a fairy fate".

It was because he waited in a long queue three times to confirm whether he had spiritual roots, which wasted time, so he missed the rare good time to mine the ice jade mine, and failed to grab the ice jade that his junior sister wanted.

This incident made him regretful and ashamed, and he was ashamed to see his junior sister.

At this time, she found that Henwan's cousin was wearing a cold ice jade hairpin, and Ren Qinghuan suddenly had hope again.

Ice jade is actually not jade, but ice that never thaws. It is cold and has no good omens. It is usually only used to make utensils. It may be leftovers if you can make jewelry, so maybe this cousin just buys it casually and has no junior sisters. I like it so much.

But in fact, if you don't like it, why would you wear it?

It's not that Ren Qinghuan doesn't understand this truth, it's just that he wants it too much.

The tips of his ears were a little red, and he lowered his head to touch the purse for a long time before he found it. He still mustered up his courage and asked abruptly: "Sister, I, I have an unfeeling request. You, how much, how much money to buy it?" This hairpin, can you give up your love?"

Ye Zhiwei: "..."

other people:"……"

Ah.

He asked for personal accessories at the first meeting. It seems that he is no different from other men. Sure enough, all creatures like men are equally annoying.

Ye Zhiwei's eyes darkened.

To men, she has always been cruel and ruthless, and she can cut off a man's limbs if she makes a half-sentence wrong, let alone this kind of disciple who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and tries to belittle herself?

Ye Zhiwei's face was frosty, and he raised his right hand lightly, thinking, this person is really...

Damn.

Unexpectedly, Ren Qinghuan drew his sword faster than her!

The swords clashed, and there was a "clang", which exploded in Ye Zhiwei's ear.

She turned sideways in shock, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her eyes rolled to her side.

Ren Qinghuan's brows were tightened, and the shy look disappeared in an instant, and she looked up behind Ye Zhiwei.

The ordinary long sword in his hand was out of its sheath, and the blade of the sword held a fairy sword that came from Ye Zhiwei's back and pierced Ye Zhiwei's neck.

Very close to Ye Zhiwei's back, an old voice sounded, making Ye Zhiwei shudder all over, and said unhurriedly: "The person who killed my apprentice and grandson, is it you, girl?"