The sick beauty and the master are always collapsing

This person came with a menacing aura, and his questions were indiscriminate.

Yan Xingjun's face sank in an instant, and with a wave of his hand, the chair that fell on the ground returned to its original place. He was so angry that he said that Gu Yuan was "not big or small". Protect behind.

Yan Xingjun said bluntly: "Who are you? How dare you break into Qingxuan Peak at will?"

"I!" the man said, "I am the third elder of Qilian Peak, Zheng Qingzi."

Yan Xingjun rolled his eyelids, "I haven't heard of it."

After all, without waiting for Zhengqingzi to get angry, the "Fourteen Swords" at his waist were unsheathed first, pulled out a beautiful sword flower, and then swayed, it was in front of Zhengqingzi's throat, "But it sounds like it should be Yueyuzong peak?"

It was a good time to increase the relationship with the little apprentice, but it was all gone after such a disturbance. Yan Xingjun was angry in his heart, and his subordinates did not show mercy.

Zhengqingzi didn't expect Yan Xingjun to be so merciless, he was scared and angry at the same time, "How dare you?!"

Yan Xingjun smiled, "You dare to trespass on Qingxuan Peak, this deity is just cleaning up the uninvited guests."

The Moonfeather Sect and Qingxuanfeng have always maintained a strange relationship. The peaks of the Yueyuzong are not familiar with Qingxuanfeng. Yan Xingjun's father was the previous suzerain of the Yueyuzong. In Qingxuan Peak.

For some reason, the previous suzerain passed on the position of suzerain to the current one, not Yan Xingjun.

It's just that although Yan Xingjun calls the head of the Yueyu Sect the suzerain, he has always maintained an equal relationship with him. Only one peak of Qingxuan Peak stands alone, and the other peaks are naturally dissatisfied.

However, the peak owner of Qingxuan Peak is Qing Han Xianzun, and other peaks do not have this strength, so they can only endure it.

Yan Xingjun is simple-minded, but not stupid. As time goes by, his relationship with Biefeng also fades.

The Moon Feather Sect formed an unwritten rule that Qingxuan Peak and other peaks would not interfere with each other, and if something happened, they had to report to each other.

They are so unfamiliar that they don't seem to belong to the same sect, that's why Yan Xingjun made this remark.

Seeing the sword in Yan Xingjun's hand getting stronger and stronger, Zheng Qingzi's face turned into a pig's liver, and he said, "Yes, I trespassed on Qingxuan Peak, but why didn't you ask your good apprentice, how did you hurt today?" My apprentice's?"

Yan Xingjun's strength remained unabated, as if he had heard some ridiculous words, "Since you also know that you are the apprentice of the deity, then what does it matter to you if you have the deity to handle it?"

"Okay, okay." Zheng Qingzi slid his hand across his waist pocket, turned his palm over, and something broke out, "The Qinghan Immortal Venerable Master wants to protect his disciples, so I can only treat it as broken."

The "Fourteen Swords" turned in the air, blocked all of them, and the hidden weapon fell to the ground. Yan Xingjun pressed his lips, "What? Are you still here to teach me etiquette?"

"Don't dare." Zheng Qingzi's strength is mediocre, and he got it all by relying on panacea, and relying on his background to gain some fame in the Artifact Sect, and became the third elder.

Zheng Qingzi had long seen that the Han Immortal Venerable was not pleasing to the eye. He had heard about the battle where the Qing Han Immortal Venerable became famous, but he had never participated in it himself. Conflict, rushed to the peak.

However, seeing the posture of Qinghan Xianzun, he immediately realized that this person was definitely not what he thought before, held back his anger, and said with a smirk, "It's just that the Xianzun favors his apprentice. As the elder Yifeng of the Moon Feather Sect, It is still not possible to let the apprentice of Xianzun go astray."

Gu Yuan stepped forward and pulled Yan Xingjun's sleeve.

He could see that Zhengqingzi had probably been resentful towards Qingxuanfeng for a long time. He only knew that Gu Yuan had conflicted with those outer disciples, so he couldn't wait to find a reason to come up.

It was him who made sense, Gu Yuan would not be afraid even if confronted, so he pulled Yan Xingjun's sleeve.

However, Yan Xingjun threw a "don't worry" look over.

Gu Yuan: ...

If you really want to reason about it, it should be that Zheng Qingzi who is worried.

However, the feeling of being protected is not bad at all.

Yan Xingjun smiled angrily, "Okay, I want to see how you plan to make my disciples go on the right path. But I have always accepted relatives and ignored them. If you accidentally lose your life, you can talk to Lord Yan."

He took up his sword again.

Jian Zhuan Liuyun, Yan Xingjun's sword is thin and long, every move is very graceful, and it looks very pleasing to the eye, even if someone is playing the piano next to him, this kind of sword technique is also suitable.

However, under this kind of swordsmanship, Zheng Qingzi was forced to retreat steadily.

Zheng Qingzi trembled with anger, half of his hair was cut off, he staggered and almost fell to the ground, the talismans and weapons in his bag were constantly being consumed.

The sword finally reached between his eyebrows.

Zhengqingzi dodged in embarrassment, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Gu Yuan being well protected behind him, and he...

Touching the eyes with his fingers, he found that half of the eyelashes had been cut off.

"Since you are blind, you don't need these eyes." Yan Xingjun put away his sword, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "How about it, do you want to continue?"

Masakiko swallowed.

For the first time, he was glad that he was a member of the Moon Feather Sect, so he didn't...really lose his life.

Frightened, he was unable to make a sound for a while, and watched Gu Yuan obediently standing beside Yan Xingjun, whispering softly and obediently.

Gu Yuan put his foot in Yan Xingjun's ear and said, "Master, I will take care of that matter."

Yan Xingjun: "Huh?"

In fact, he just wanted to show off in front of the young apprentice, let the young apprentice feel what it is like to have a master, and make up for the previously interrupted increase in the relationship between master and apprentice.

Yan Xingjun coughed softly, put the sword back into the scabbard, and stroked Gu Yuan's hair.

Zheng Qingzi was still watching from the sidelines, but Gu Yuan didn't dodge.

Yan Xingjun sat on the chair next to him, resting his chin on his hand, "You call your apprentice over, I want to see what is going on, I need you to teach my apprentice how to be a human being."

Zheng Qingzi let out the stuffy air in his chest and said, "Okay."

It turned out that one of the group that blocked Gu Yuan was Zheng Qingzi's distant cousin, and the two of them were so estranged that they could only be outer disciples. When he returned to the peak, he complained a few words, which happened to be heard by Zheng Qingzi, and Zheng Qingzi asked more questions. A few words.

He was ecstatic to be able to talk to Zheng Qingzi, and he knew that it was immoral, so he deliberately added a few words, saying that Gu Yuan didn't know how to respect his classmates, contradicted him, and even beat him up. pause.

Of course, he concealed the words that they provoked and insulted Qing Han Xianzun first.

I thought this matter would be over after hearing about it, but I didn't expect that Zheng Qingzi was really willing to help him out.

Seeing Zhengqingzi go up Qingxuan Peak, the original excitement dissipated, leaving only a half-cold heart, he stayed outside Qingxuan Peak and wandered back and forth, poking his head inside from time to time, just wondering how the time passed It was so slow, it made him suffer.

After being called into Qingxuan Peak by Zheng Qingzi, cold sweat continued to break out on his face, and he couldn't finish wiping it off, his entire face became extremely pale.

Seeing the obvious signs of fighting in the house, he tripped over the threshold, rolled, and rolled in front of Gu Yuan.

Zheng Qingzi: "...waste."

Pulling hard on the man's shoulders and helping him up, Zheng Qingzi was embarrassed, feeling that his face was about to be humiliated.

Zheng Qingzi: "Talk to Qing Han Xianzun about what Gu Yuan has done."

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Gu Yuan standing aside, with a mocking smile in his eyes, looking at him in such a mess, his gaze turned, and Qing Han Xianzun sat aside, his eyes were cold.

However, when Qing Han Xianzun's gaze shifted to Gu Yuan, it took on a warming temperature.

Looking at Zhengqingzi's impatience and silent urging, he immediately understood that this was not for him, it was clear that Zhengqingzi had found a reason to deliberately trouble the Qing Han Xianzun.

His teeth were chattering up and down, he didn't dare to lift his head, his eyes wandered around, and he told the story from beginning to end.

Of course, I didn't dare to say anything about Qing Han Xianzun.

Zheng Qingzi stood aside, his face was so angry that it looked like an overturned palette, he raised a finger and pointed in front of this outer disciple, "Rebel!"

Yan Xingjun said with a half-smile, "I haven't finished talking yet, let's continue."

The outer disciple opened and closed his mouth, then quickly closed it again, and glanced at Yan Xingjun, "Immortal Venerable..."

Yan Xingjun: "Don't I know what kind of temperament my apprentice has? Tell me, what else did you say that made my apprentice so angry?"

"Immortal Venerable, Immortal Venerable, please forgive me." The outer disciple knelt on the ground with a slap, crying until his nose and tears flowed, "Immortal Venerable, please forgive me..."

Don't dare to hide anymore, and tell the whole story.

After finishing speaking, there was only the sound of him crying bitterly in fear, and the room was silent.

Zheng Qingzi's face was livid, he took a breath, stepped forward and said, "Since this matter is a misunderstanding, I will take my leave first."

"Stop." Yan Xingjun stood up and said, "This matter is not over yet."

Zheng Qingzi: "I didn't figure out this matter. This traitor, I will deal with it properly when I go back, and give Qing Han Xianzun a perfect explanation."

He glared at the outer disciple fiercely.

Yan Xingjun smiled, "It has nothing to do with him."

"You really think that Qingxuan Peak is a place where you can come and go whenever you want?"

"Since you broke in, if you want to get out of Qingxuan Peak, you have to leave something behind, right?"

Yan Xingjun walked around Zhengqingzi a few times slowly.

Every sound of footsteps seemed to be stepping on Zheng Qingzi's heart.

"Clap."

Yan Xingjun stopped, and stood right in front of Zhengqingzi, smiling slightly, with the corners of his eyes curled up, like a seductive monster, "I see that you always like to point at people, so leave... your fingers. "

There was neither anger nor other emotions in his eyes, as if it was just a joke, but the sword in his hand was slowly raised, showing that Yan Xingjun really wanted to chop off Zheng Qingzi's fingers as a souvenir.

Yan Xingjun said softly, "There is no decoration at the gate of Qingxuan Peak, so I can finally dress up today."

Gu Yuan has never seen Yan Xingjun like this before.

He took a breath, and felt that the master seemed to be standing a long, long distance away from him, and his extremely clear star eyes seemed to be distant stars in the sky.

inaccessible.

At this moment, Yan Xingjun made Gu Yuan understand that Master really practiced the way of ruthlessness.

He stepped forward quickly and called out: "Master."

"Huh?" Yan Xingjun's gaze quickly turned to Gu Yuan.

Cold, without a trace of human emotion.

After a while, Yan Xingjun blinked his eyes before returning to his previous appearance, "Well, the little apprentice is just getting started, so you can't see blood, so, I heard that you have a piece of black iron, black iron or fingers, you choose one Bar.

"

A piece of black iron is rare, it is a necessity for making swords, the black iron that can make Qing Han Xianzun speak, not to mention the ordinary black iron, but the Tianwai black iron that Zheng Qingzi used his boss's kung fu to get.

It is an essential material for making natal swords.

Xuantie is rare, but Zheng Qingzi believes that if he chooses not to give Xuantie, Qing Han Xianzun will really chop off his hand...

Moreover, looking into the eyes of Qing Han Xianzun, Zheng Qingzi was 100% sure that this process was not pleasant.

Anyway, he already has his natal sword, and this Tianwai Xuantie...

Zheng Qingzi gritted his teeth: "Okay, here it is."

He remembered this grudge.

Throwing the Tianwai Xuantie to Yan Xingjun, he walked out of Qingxuan Peak without even looking at the outer disciple who was paralyzed on the ground.

Gu Yuan gave the man a look, "Do you want to live here?"

The disciple outside the door glanced at Gu Yuan enviously, then slowly stood up from the ground and left.

As soon as the two left, Yan Xingjun found it difficult to control the happiness in his heart, wishing to mess up Gu Yuan's head, he smiled and took Gu Yuan's hand, and sat down together, "The little apprentice knows how to care about being a teacher, and being a teacher is even more important." Feel happy."

When talking, the blue hair on the side of his face drooped, revealing his white ears and little red mole, and the sun shone warmly on his face

Noticing Gu Yuan's gaze, Yan Xingjun slowly remembered that earlier, the rebel touched his earlobe earlier!

Yan Xingjun: "!!!"

Yan Xingjun: "Apprentice, where are you looking?"

His face was flushed, and he found an ancient book in a panic and put it in front of Gu Yuan, wishing he could get into the hole. His voice was soft and sticky, and he unconsciously elongated his tone, as if he was trying to be cute, "This book is for you, Most, recently, there will be a hole in the sky that will be opened, and I, as a teacher, will go to see it when the time comes, and I will teach you some tricks in the next few days, do you have any questions?"

Gu Yuan thought for a while: "Master, that red mole on your ear..."

Yan Xingjun: "No! Don't touch it!"

Gu Yuan finished the rest of the sentence, "...is it natural?"

Yan Xingjun:?

Yan Xingjun said dully, "Huh?"