Be nice, uncle loves you

With the collar stuck to his neck, Lu Yunshu couldn't breathe, his face was flushed, his feet were slightly off the ground, and the man lifted him up with one hand.

The spirit fruits in his arms fell to the ground, making a slight noise.

Lu Yunshu felt a little frustrated, not because he regretted standing up for Jiufangyuan, but because he felt that he was too weak, and there was no way to protect Jiufangyuan if he continued like this.

The woman frowned: "Zhou Rong, don't hurt him."

"Senior Sister Ye, this kid's words are rude, I just teach him a little lesson." The man called Zhou Rong said with a smug look on his face, "This kind of boy who has a mother but does not have a mother has to Teach me a lesson, or he—”

Before he finished speaking, his wrist was pinched, and his slender, white hands pinched his wrist bone, pinching his jaw numb, and instinctively loosened Lu Yunshu's collar.

The phrase "There are mothers but no mothers" stepped on Jiufangyuan's bottom line. With a serious face, he wrapped Lu Yunshu into his arms, and flexed his knuckles in front of Zhou Rong: "Dog's mouth?" You can't spit out ivory, and you don't feel ashamed to shoot at a child, don't you have parents to teach you how to behave?"

Zhou Rong's face darkened, and he said sternly, "You, who are you?"

Jiu Fangyuan ignored him, just now in order to free up one hand, he used the other arm to hold all the spiritual fruits, and now quickly retracted his hand, just in time without dropping a single spiritual fruit.

Lu Yunshu coughed a few times, and managed to catch his breath. His face was a little red, but he still didn't retreat. He stood stubbornly beside Jiufangyuan, like a wolf cub, staring fiercely at the person in front of him.

Seeing Nai Tuanzi who did not abandon him to run away, but closely followed beside him, Jiu Fangyuan's heart softened, he looked down, his eyes were filled with a gentle light, as if the pattering rain in the Qingming Festival, soaking up the piles of wet piles. The barren and scorched earth of bones.

"Don't be afraid."

Zhou Rong shook his hands, eyes full of hatred, and kicked away the spirit fruit on the ground: "Little boy, apologize to me quickly, or you don't want to leave here today."

"I'm sorry, sir!" Lu Yunshu immediately exploded when he saw this kind of slapstick person for the first time, "What are you? If you don't have an apology, I can thank you. Thank you for letting me see the diversity of species. Stupid!"

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Zhou Rong twisted his nose in anger, stored some spiritual power in his palms hidden under his sleeves, and sneered, "Don't you know what it means to bring disaster out of your mouth?"

A cold light flashed in Jiu Fangyuan's eyes, and he handed all the spiritual fruits in his arms to Lu Yunshu: "The ones on the ground are dirty, take them away."

Lu Yunshu took the spiritual fruit in his arms according to his words, and asked in puzzlement, "Little uncle?"

Jiu Fangyuan picked up a spiritual fruit from the ground, weighed it in his palm, and then threw it directly at Zhou Rong's face.

There was only two or three meters between the two of them, Zhou Rong couldn't dodge in time, and was hit in the side of the face by the spirit fruit, he didn't seem to expect such an attack, he was stunned for a moment.

"It's fine for a cultivator to attack a child, but you dare to use spiritual power, you really don't feel ashamed." Jiu Fangyuan raised his eyes and glanced at the three people in front of him, his gaze stayed on the woman, and he smiled contemptuously, " Ye Zhaoan is so benevolent, I never thought his daughter would be with this kind of guy, Ye Lingling, don't you think it's embarrassing for your father?"

Cangyun Qionglu once had a cultivation prodigy, surnamed Ye, who was the same disciple of the former suzerain as Taihe Zhenren. He was an orphan and was born nameless. own name.

This Ye Zhao'an is extremely talented, and he has advanced attainments in the way of swordsmanship, which is not much better than the cultivators who specialize in swordsmanship in Sancha Sword Peak.

Someone once said that he was the person most likely to ascend to Xianshan in the past hundred years, but Ye Zhaoan died too early, leaving only one daughter and the legend of Xianshan.

Ye Zhaoan's daughter is called Ye Lingling, her biological mother is unknown, after Ye Zhaoan passed away, she was accepted as a closed disciple by the second elder of Cangyun Qionglu.

The Second Elder is the junior sister of the former suzerain, and has a high status in Cangyun Qionglu. Ye Lingling was weak when she was young, and she was pampered and raised by her.

Ye Lingling's seniority is very high. If Duan Shiling is the elder brother in the sect, then she is the elder sister. Because she is pretty, she is the favorite of many disciples in the sect. Zhou Rong and another man are both Have admiration for her.

After hearing Jiu Fangyuan's words, Ye Lingling's complexion was not very good. She has been sheltered by her father since she was born, and even when the master and others mentioned her, they would deliberately add a prefix - Ye Zhaoan's daughter, more than ten years old Hard work can't be exchanged for a word of praise, and the halo belonging to her father has completely become a shackle to imprison her. The most unbearable thing for Ye Lingling is to lose Ye Zhao'an's face.

Jiu Fangyuan's words happened to step on her painful feet.

Ye Lingling wanted to ask Jiu Fangyuan's identity, but after thinking about it, she looked at Zhou Rong beside her: "Do you really want to use spiritual power to deal with them?"

Zhou Rong had a ghost in his heart, so he didn't dare to answer. Ye Lingling was not a fool, and a cold ice suddenly formed on her face: "Cultivators don't fight with mortals, this is the rule of Cangyun Qionglu."

"He is not a mortal at all!" Zhou Rong was sweating on his forehead, pointing at Jiu Fangyuan, "His strength is not what ordinary people would have!"

The man on her right took a step forward at the right time, and smiled at Jiu Fangyuan: "Since I know Senior Ye, then the little brother should be a member of the same path. I'm Zhao Yan. I haven't met in the sect before. Two Did you just enter the Cangyun Qionglu?"

Jiu Fangyuan didn't answer, this man's eyes were more calculating than Zhou Rong's, he didn't look like a good thing at first glance.Although he has no cultivation base, the arrogance that looked down on the world in his previous life is engraved in his bones. He disdains to entangle with small fish and shrimps with picky thoughts, which is too cheap.

Ye Lingling secretly let go of her spiritual sense, she is already a Golden Core cultivator, and can check other people's cultivation.

Jiufangyuan's eyes were calm: "Did you see it?"

Ye Lingling was startled, she didn't expect him to be so sharp, she simply stopped covering up, focused on investigating Jiu Fangyuan's cultivation, and after a while looked coldly at Zhou Rong beside him: "He is a mortal, he has no cultivation at all."

Zhou Rong's expression was slumped, with an expression of disbelief. Both he and Zhao Yan were in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and they hadn't reached the Golden Core yet, so they couldn't check their cultivation base, but Ye Lingling said so, there was no mistake.

Jiu Fangyuan glanced at him: "Cultivators use spiritual power to harm mortals and violate the rules of Cangyun Qionglu, so they should go to the Criminal Division to be punished."

Lu Yunshu rolled his eyes, and echoed: "That's right, you'd better go get the punishment yourself, and I will tell Duan Shiling about it. If you don't go to the Criminal Division to get the punishment, you will be fined according to the rules of the house." I will drive you out of the sect!"

"Duan Shiling" made the three people in front of them frown. Jiu Fangyuan didn't want to delay, so he took Lu Yunshu and left the back mountain.

After the person left, Zhou Rong snorted from his nasal cavity: "Zhao Yan, what kind of smiling fox were you pretending to be just now? To that little boy with a pleasant face, do you take a liking to him?"

When Zhou Rong was young, he was on the streets, and he heard a lot of nasty talk in the Goulan, and his frivolous words made Zhao Yan's expression ugly. He immediately choked back: "That kid is obviously young, and he is still an ordinary person without cultivation. You have suffered a loss by being careless, and you start biting people and splashing dirty water when you are out of anger, isn't it true that people are right?"

Zhou Rong told him to poke his mind, but he was just angry and couldn't find fault. He glared at Zhao Yan: "What do you mean?"

Not to be outdone, Zhao Yan glanced at his clutched wrist: "Anyway, you are also a person who has built a foundation, that kid looks like he is only eight or nine years old, and he subdued you with one hand, and you still want to use it?" If you use spiritual power to deal with them, you should obediently go to the criminal department to receive punishment!"

Zhou Rong gritted his teeth, but Zhao Yan still didn't think it was enough, and continued to push him with embellishments, while Ye Lingling, who was beside her, was so annoyed that she frowned and said, "What's the trouble, is it interesting?"

Both of them shut their mouths and exchanged glances secretly. Zhou Rong moved his right wrist lightly. It has been so long, and the wrist bone is still numb.

At that time, the force clamped on the wrist was too strong, and it was not something normal people could use at all. Thinking of this, Zhou Rong couldn't help but wonder, is that little boy really an ordinary child with no cultivation?

Ye Lingling turned one eye and closed the other, pretending that she didn't notice the small movements of the two of them, and she was more concerned about the two strange faces just now.

The arrogant child is nothing to be afraid of. The taller child always gives her a strange feeling, calling out her father's name lightly. Such conceited eyes and tone are definitely not what a child would have. who is it?

Completely unaware that he has become the object of others' curiosity, Jiu Fangyuan fell into memory. He thinks that he is not a saint who never makes mistakes, and he has made unethical choices because of personal relationships.

When Jiu Fangyuan worshiped Cangyun Qionglu, Ye Zhaoan was already a legendary person, and the only connection between the two was Taihe Daoist. According to the seniority of the teacher, he should call Ye Zhaoan "Master".

He has never known each other in his life, and that was an old thing that had been left behind for decades. Thinking about it today, he still feels ashamed of Ye Zhaoan. Fortunately, he has not done that thing in this life, and he has a chance to pay back this guilt.

The two of them didn't talk all the way, Lu Yunshu calmed down for the first time, and the conflict with Zhou Rong made him realize one thing, this is the realm of cultivation, not a society ruled by law, where the strong are respected, and Jiufang must be protected Yuan is not just talking about it.

Daoist Taihe, Duan Shiling, Huaxutang, Ghost Claw Wushuang, etc. are all powerful characters in the cultivation world. It is obviously unrealistic for Jiu Fangyuan to unilaterally avoid them. If you want to solve the problem fundamentally, you must start with the scumbags.

After thinking about it, Lu Yunshu finally came up with a brilliant idea. This is the world of comprehension where the strong are respected. As long as he becomes the big boss among the big bosses, wouldn't he be able to easily solve all problems?

So now there is only one question left, how to become a boss.

Doing one's best and obeying destiny, Lu Yunshu thought about it all the way, until he returned to Tianxiu Peak, he didn't think of a way to become a boss, and then he realized that the first step to becoming a boss must be to learn to give up!

There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge. Lu Yunshu found an excuse for himself, decisively threw the problem to God, turned around and turned into Cheng Xuan, and began to gossip and eat melons: "Little uncle, Ye Zhaoan who is it?"

The author has something to say: Happy Valentine's Day, babies!

感谢在2021-02-1312:00:00~2021-02-1421:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Chi Yu Si Gu Yuan, Jinlan Zhijiao 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!