The first mortal in fairyland

The drumsticks in Ren Qinghuan's mouth fell off.

"Sister?"

He was confused, but there was a twinkle in his eyes.

"Why did you say this all of a sudden? You, you want to agree to my request... Mmm."

Lian Ruo picked up the chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth again.

"Forget it," she smiled, and changed the subject, "Just pretend I didn't say anything. Besides our Hehuan Sect, who else will go to the sword test? Have you asked?"

At this moment, many images flashed through Ren Qinghuan's mind.

Elopement, what a mysterious word, even if you just think about it, you can absorb the sweet taste in it.

Away from all disputes, all the noise dissipated, the sky was high and the clouds were calm, it seemed that there were only her and myself left in the green mountains and green waters, snuggling together and never being separated.

But then Ren Qinghuan understood why the junior sister changed the topic, because this is impossible, at least not now, after all, they came from the Acacia Sect and were raised by the sect. There are also powerful enemies outside.

So he just looked away ashamedly, and said in a low voice: "I have asked, the Xiameng in Daokeling, Yuejian Academy in Mingfengya, and Feihong Taxuege in Wangting will each send two disciples out. .”

Lian Ruoruo thought: "Wang Ting hasn't meddled with Jianghu affairs for so many years, and this time he wants to come."

But the greater the temptation, the more afraid she is.

Ren Qinghuan didn't care about these things, she raised her head and drank a bowl of soup in one gulp: "No matter who comes, I will clean it up."

Lian Ruo gave him another bowl and asked, "Can't you not go?"

Ren Qinghuan shook her head: "Young Sect Master's injury is on the collarbone, which locks up his spiritual power. If he doesn't fully recover, he may suffer from old illnesses."

"What about Senior Sister Qiaopan?" Lian Ruo asked again, "Although she has the root of three spirits, she is also good at kung fu."

Ren Qinghuan still shook her head: "Her inability to do things is not because of her martial arts skills. I tried to delegate power to her before, but every time she meets people in Jinghua Valley, she will suffer, and she always loses the chain at critical moments."

Lian Ruo has nothing to say.

Ren Qinghuan looked at her innocently, picked up a small fried fish she liked, and tentatively fed it to her mouth: "You don't want me to go? Don't you want to go too?"

Lianruo reluctantly took a bite of the small fish and ate it.

want to go.

Why not?

If you think about it, I will think about it, otherwise how can I rest assured?

She said vaguely: "If that Ye Ruowei is going too, I probably won't argue with her. I'll wait for you at home, I believe you."

It's not that Ren Qinghuan hasn't carried out dangerous missions in the past few years, but he has never missed one. It's just that as a mortal, he can return safely after traveling across the sea to the fairyland, which is already very strange.

Seeing that her junior sister no longer had objections, Ren Qinghuan secretly made up her mind.

……

Another month later.

The date set by Yun Xiangrong has arrived, as promised, he will throw a hydrangea ball on the roof of the Red Silk Hall to select candidates.

The Star Picking Building where the Red Silk Palace is located is the tallest building on the island. It was originally built on the mountain, and the building is hundreds of feet tall. Grabbing the hydrangea, my neck was almost broken, and I was so happy that I was choosing a son-in-law outside a family in the world.

"You," Lian Ruo lowered his head, mingled among them, and nodded to a tall male disciple, "come here."

hey?

The male disciple smiled foolishly, happily acting as a human|human shield for her, and stood in front of her.

Lian Ruo then raised his head and looked at the roof first.

In Master Yun Xiangrong's hands was a hydrangea the size of a human head, which she bought when she was a child, and it made her heart itch when she saw it, and she really wanted to grab it and roll it for fun.

Standing beside Yun Xiangrong was the masked "Ye Ruowei", with cold eyes.

Then Lian Ruocai followed Ye Zhiwei's gaze down, and saw Ren Qinghuan who was half squatting on the branch of an ancient pine opposite the Zhaixing Tower.

He is so special.

Because he always works for the Acacia Sect in the world, and he is a mortal, so he can keep his secrets tight, so he has the privilege not to wear red. Today he is wearing a plain white dress with elegant long sleeves. Swords, countless red cloth strips are hung on the branches covering the front and back, fluttering in the wind, still holding the pipa half-hidden, it is simply a beautiful scenery.

Besides, the other places are almost crowded into meat sauce, only a few feet around him is empty

Everyone doesn't want to step on the big brother's feet.

Sure enough, Yun Xiangrong tapped lightly with his fingertips, the hydrangea was thrown up, and Ren Qinghuan bounced out like a bolt of lightning!

The first one to meet him was Henwan, who was still injured and still trying to be brave.

She stood alone on the cornice of the first floor.Even though this is the highest and best position in the hydrangea throwing rules, no one competes with her, because this is also the place Ren Qinghuan must pass to go upstairs.

Hen Wan's eyelashes under the red cloth trembled violently, she tilted her head slightly, listened to the sound to identify her position, aimed at Ren Qinghuan's neck, and drew her sword!

Ren Qinghuan caught the sword with his bare hands.

People who are not familiar with Ren Qinghuan may think that he is too young and arrogant without even carrying a sword, but everyone in the Hehuan Sect knows that he is trying to reduce the burden and speed up.

Because others can control the sword with a sword, but he can only use light work.

I saw him hooking the owl on the cornice with one hand, swinging upside down, hooking the sword with one foot, dodging Henwan's first sword with a backflip, and using his strength to go up to the second floor and landing At the same time, he stretched out the middle and middle fingers of his right hand, flicked lightly, and received Hen Wan's second backhand sword.

His finger flicked on the back of Henwan's sword-holding hand.

Ye Zhiwei saw it in his eyes, and said coldly in his heart: I am a prodigal son.

Henwan lacked strength and was immediately knocked off the sword, but her movements did not slow down for a moment, unlike what Ye Zhiwei thought, she did not show the slightest bit of a little girl's attitude, she stepped on the fallen sword directly, wanting to retreat with Yujian.

Brave and resourceful, able to advance or retreat, Ye Zhiwei couldn't help squinting his eyes.

It seems that this elder brother must often teach her tricks and teach her really well. The little Hehuan sect is actually considered Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

It's a pity that Henwan was too slow, Ren Qinghuan kicked her off the sword mercilessly, and kicked her sideways...

Ye Zhiwei: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Your big brother is still your big brother.

Ye Zhiwei could probably guess that Ren Qinghuan's main purpose was to solve his worries, because when he stepped down, Hen Wan's mind must have been buzzing, and he had no strength to fight today.

And this is the result of being merciful, if placed on the battlefield, with his remaining strength, he can directly strangle the opponent's neck.

Ren Qinghuan stepped on the Henwan sword and jumped up to the fifth floor.

When he was fighting with Henwan, several people took the opportunity to fly up to the eighth or ninth floor with their swords, so he took out a stack of darts from his sleeve, and threw each dart to a junior sister while running, clearing the upstairs in a short while clean.

"Ouch!"

"what!"

People fell down like pigeons, and Ren Qinghuan reached the twentieth floor in an instant, and there was only Su Qiaopan who was desperately urging his spiritual power on it.

Su Qiaopan was sweating profusely.

She had been distracted to estimate the speed just now, the Star Reaching Tower is hundreds of feet high, as long as she urges the sword to the fastest speed, she will definitely be able to beat the senior brother who is climbing the building with bare hands, I don't believe the senior brother can defy the sky!

But she didn't count, Ren Qinghuan used up the stacks of darts on her body, and the speed was faster than before, and the hydrangea was falling faster and faster, shortening the distance between her and Ren Qinghuan, so when she rose to the edge of the hydrangea, she reached out to reach it When hitting the hydrangea, his figure suddenly froze.

Su Qiaopan sweated and looked down in horror:

Ren Qinghuan had already caught up and grabbed her ankle.

Ye Zhiwei: "..."

Huh, for some reason, she seemed to be able to guess Ren Qinghuan's next move.

Sure enough, Ren Qinghuan pulled Su Qiaopan off the sword and threw him flying. The latter drew an elegant curve in the air.

The hydrangea landed firmly on his broad palm without any suspense.

Ren Qinghuan carried the ball, flew up to the top floor in two steps, Chongyun Xiangrong cupped his hand, but didn't return the ball, looked at Ye Zhiwei and said: "Master, I have two Feihua Tokens, I want to ask for another one for my junior sister. "

Yun Xiangrong looked blank: "Huh?"

Ren Qinghuan stretched out the hand holding the hydrangea outside the railing.

"Damn," Yun Xiangrong suddenly realized, "How could you..."

"Okay..." Ye Zhiwei interrupted her, lowered his eyes and smiled, and drew his sword.

"Don't offend Miss Ye!"

Before Yun Xiangrong finished speaking, Ren Qinghuan lightly weighed it with his fingertips, and the hydrangea had already fallen.

"...However," Ye Zhiwei finally said the last part of the sentence, "Since you want to steal my things for your junior sister, then you should win me while protecting her, so that's fair, right?"

After speaking, she snapped her fingers with her left hand.

"what!"

An exclamation erupted from the crowd downstairs.

Ren Qinghuan was startled, and looked down, the red clothes had been covered by a sea of ​​white and blue flames!

"Miss Ye!" Yun Xiangrong was going crazy, "You..."

Ye Zhiwei ignored her at all, turned over and went downstairs to grab the hydrangea!

Yun Xiangrong had already scolded a hundred bad words in his heart.

She has thrown the hydrangea countless times while standing here. Has there ever been such a scene?

For ordinary people, it is easy to go downstairs and difficult to go upstairs, and it only takes a blink of an eye to jump down from the Star Picking Tower.

Go find your junior sister!When you come back, the hydrangea is already mine.

Ye Zhiwei was full of confidence.

Unexpectedly, in the next moment, she experienced the fear that Su Qiaopan experienced just now.

Without any hesitation, Ren Qinghuan attacked from behind her, and snatched her fairy sword as quickly as lightning. Regardless of the fairy sword that had already recognized its owner, it trembled vigorously, held it with brute force, and swung it up with her backhand. While she was shocked and turned around, straight It fell on her head!

So, does he trust his junior sister so much?

At this moment, Ye Zhiwei had no choice.

Because she knew that the handsome young man in white who had saved her life at a critical moment and praised her name was really going to kill her.

she will die.

So the fire went out.

The blade of the sword also stopped on her forehead.

"Brother!"

In the crowd, a clear voice sounded, hastily, and was particularly pleasant because of its vigor and vitality. The young man in front of Ye Zhiwei immediately turned his head back and showed a relieved smile.

Such a smile, Ye Zhiwei thought, I've seen it before.

When is it?

Suddenly I can't remember.

Strange, how many times in a person's life will he face such a situation where his life is hanging by a thread?

Could it be that he has experienced it once in Yuanyang Ridge and got used to it, so that now he is thinking about these irrelevant things?She doesn't understand.

Her mind was rarely in such a mess. It seemed that since she met Ren Qinghuan, there were more things she didn't understand.

strangeness.

Ren Qing leaped down the tall building and rushed towards his junior sister whom he was thinking of. Ye Zhiwei swayed a few steps forward alone, barely supporting himself on the railing, and when he lowered his head, he suddenly found that his forehead was dripping blood.

Oh, it turned out that he cut it down.

Ye Zhiwei thought as if he had nothing to do with himself.

"Miss Ye!"

When Yun Xiangrong came to her side, he was shocked when he saw this.

Don't say that Miss Ye Er just set the fire on fire, even if it was true, Ren Qinghuan shot too quickly. If she ignites and extinguishes it in such an instant, it will not cause any loss, but Miss Ye Er, the possible future heir of the Ye family, is now But it was really hurt!

Qing Huan, this bastard...

Yun Xiangrong felt that he was about to faint.

Fortunately, Ye Zhiwei was very calm, always remembering that he didn't want to expose Ren Qinghuan's strength, so he waved to her and said, "It's okay, I let him. I intended to give you both the Feihua Token, but... ..."

She wiped the blood from her forehead, and instead of taking medicine to stop the bleeding, she planned to let the wound hurt.

"But I want to hand over my Feihua Token to her."

……

In the evening, Lian Ruo was humming a ditty and packing her luggage, ready to go to Jinghuagu to discuss swords.

All day today, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect were all in private, talking about Ye Ruowei letting the senior brother, but the senior senior brother beheaded Ye Ruowei with a straight (male) sword, and heard that Su Qiaopan fell down His knees and eyes were swollen from crying, Lian Ruo was in a good mood.

The thing that made her happiest was that the brother's actions today loosened a knot that had troubled her for a long time.

So just after the annoying silly brother was driven away, when the master's people told her to go to the Red Silk Hall to get the flying flower order in person, she let go of her cautiousness these days, and went happily bouncing around.

But what was waiting for her was a cold figure from the back.

"Long time no see," Ye Zhiwei turned around and said word by word, "Second Master Lian."