After cultivating the ruthless way, I soared

——see you again——

"Heartless little white-eyed wolf." Zhou Feng murmured, as if only such a half-truthful scolding of that person could offset the aggrieved feeling hidden in his heart.

After sleeping in the wild for a night, his bones were still a little brittle. Zhou Feng stretched his limbs and stood in a deserted area with long arms and legs. The wind was rustling, and there was no sign of anyone passing by. It seemed that saving people yesterday was just a dream.

Xuan Zhe just left without saying goodbye, so naturally it was not a kind of revenge, and he was not a white-eyed wolf.

I didn't intend to reciprocate at first, and I don't need to mind now that people are gone. That sentence is just a reciprocation to "little brother".

Zhou Feng had nothing to do outside the sect, but he didn't want to go back so soon, there was nothing left and right, and he had to guard the stove to make alchemy when he went back.

Alchemy is nothing more than alchemy, there is no alchemy at all, it can only be boiled with random medicinal materials.

Nowadays, there are constant disputes in the world, and the theory of cultivating immortals is rampant. One month ago, a picture of a hundred-year-old ironware was released, and a prophecy was engraved on it. "After a hundred years, the immortal reappeared in the world."

This piece of iron blasted into the river like a cannonball, causing countless splashes.There are all kinds of rumors, the world is chaotic, and burning, killing and looting can be considered a trivial matter.

The elixir related to cultivating immortals was looted by everyone, and even Xifeng, a sect known for its knives, began to practice some "elixir of immortality" instead.

What interested Zhou Feng was the knife. He wasn't interested in the Laoshizi elixir at all, but thinking that Yan Ruyu would be worried, Zhou Feng tapped his toes and left in the direction of the sect.

The transparent man Zhou Feng is an outsider. He watched Xuan Zhe hiding behind the dense branches and leaves not far away, as if he was afraid of being insecure, and even used the invisibility formula. He followed the whereabouts of "myself", not too far away follow behind.

The transparent man Zhou Feng couldn't help sighing that the big world and the small world really have a wall, and those common spells in the big world can't be discovered by people in the small world.

When Zhou Feng notified the senior brother on duty to open the barrier, Xuan Zhe of the Invisibility Art squeezed in sideways, stepping into his "Xifeng Gate" one step earlier than Zhou Feng.

Zhou Feng walked at a leisurely pace. He was always obsessed with practicing swords on weekdays, and he didn't pay much attention to this medium scene. Now he hasn't returned for a day. When he came back, he saw blue waves moving with the wind.It is a pity to miss the beautiful scenery.

I was suddenly interested, and I couldn't live up to the beautiful scenery on a good day. When passing by the garden, I saw a small white flower blooming proudly.

The tender yellow stamens and thin white petals bloom in a sea of ​​colorful flowers, which is really beautiful.

Cutting knives and picking flowers is not an elegant person, and once you have admired it, you will no longer pay attention to it.

After entering the Xifeng gate, turn left and walk through the thousand steps, which is the main hall of the sect. As soon as Zhou Feng stepped through the threshold, Yan Ruyu rushed towards him.

In fact, when she heard the footsteps, Yan Ruyu knew that her junior brother was coming. When they met the master this morning, they chatted casually about when Zhou Feng would come back. It happened that while they were chatting, they heard the disciple on duty announce that Zhou Feng was coming. .

The relationship between Yan Ruyu and Zhou Feng is the best. They didn't have time to eat breakfast, and they didn't care about missing the morning class content, so they came to the hall early to wait for him.

It has been an hour since Zhou Feng was notified to enter the gate of the sect, and now he saw this little junior brother. This time is enough to walk back and forth a few times. The words were clearly reprimands, but the tone of reproaches could not be heard.

"Why so slow?"

"Here, there are a few flowers blooming well by the door. I'm admiring them." Zhou Feng replied honestly, only then did he realize that today is still the day, no wonder only Yan Ruyu was inside, and the other brothers and sisters all went to morning classes. .

Yan Ruyu's affectionate eyes were full of smiles, as if joking. "Hey, since when did our little brother see other things besides knives?"

He knows this little junior brother best.When Yan Ruyu went down the mountain to practice, she passed by the knife mound, and found a four or five-year-old child lying in the knife light.

Ordinary people live in the knife mound, and are often injured by the sharp edge, but this child is unscathed, and keeps company with the knife all day long, as if enjoying it.

Yan Ruyu was surprised, but also worried that it would not be too safe for a young child to live alone in Daozhong, so she took him to the sect.

Fifteen years later, Xifeng has long been his home.

"Brother, don't make fun of me, how can a knife compare with flowers, you still need to practice the knife." Even if you can see the flowers in your eyes, it is only a moment of youth, but the knife in your hand is always the same.

Yan Ruyu saw that her junior brother was still that little knife idiot, so she didn't think too much about it, she shook her head, and spread out the green bamboo handle fan in her hand, which was elegant and unrestrained, she shook it slowly twice, and then pretended to be deeply closed and knocked on his fan. knife. "It's pretty quick to come back, miss senior brother?"

"Well, that person woke up quickly, and ran away without saying hello." Zhou Feng said casually, as if explaining why the three-day appointment only took one day to come back, and he said casually, Just a few words, he skipped that sentence with all his might.

Yan Ruyu would put on that peacock-like face all day long, flaunting fans everywhere to tease little girls——

Fortunately, the mountain is now closed and the sect is locked, otherwise many little girls will suffer.

It's just that Yan Ruyu's mastery of the esoteric "sultry art" is useless, even her own junior and younger brother will not let her go, she just treats him as a trainer.

Yan Ruyu was just trying to make fun of it, seeing that the younger brother didn't answer, she wasn't annoyed, but instead became curious.

Zhou Feng is not a nosy person, there are good and bad people who are in trouble in the desert, and they will never meet a person and treat them with care, Yan Ruyu couldn't help being surprised.

"That day, the division had something to do, and there were so many people there, so I didn't have time to ask——why did you suddenly remember to save someone? What happened?"

Now it is in the stage of closing the mountain, everyone in the door is cautious, trembling, walking on thin ice, never thought that the younger brother would actually plan to pick someone back.

Although saving one's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, Xifeng is not a philanthropic hall. There are too many people coming and going, and people with greedy hearts will want to cross the desert. It is difficult to distinguish between good people and bad people, and saving people is also a crime.

"Look at how good-looking he is." When he said this, it was clear that he could not get what was said on the stage, and Zhou Feng said it in a flat tone, as if it should be a matter of course, and said that today I eat The same tone is millet pumpkin porridge.If it was meant to be romantic, it also became sparse and normal.

Yesterday Xuanzhe was carried on Zhou Feng's back, covering most of his face. To be honest, Yan Ruyu didn't see what the person Zhou Feng rescued looked like that day, so she couldn't help being curious. How pretty is it?

Inexplicably, he felt uncomfortable again, and with a not-so-relaxed mood, he asked Zhou Feng in a pretendingly relaxed tone. "You said he was good-looking, is he even better-looking than Senior Brother?"

Zhou Feng was still slow, he raised his eyes, his narrow eyelids were raised, and the end of his eyes opened in a nice arc.

In order to show the fairness of the next answer, he really looked at Yan Ruyu carefully from top to bottom, and nodded solemnly as if he had really made a comparison in his heart.

"I'm not going to lie, don't look at the man I saved as a blood man, he is indeed prettier than you, senior brother."

Yan Ruyu froze there, it was just a test, and he got an answer that was not very comfortable, he is not a stingy person, it would be fine if others answered like that.

But if the person who answered was the younger brother, he couldn't help but start to feel awkward, and his heart was vaguely covered with a layer of paste, sticky and uncomfortable.

"You're just fooling your senior brother." Yan Ruyu touched her face, raised her lips into a smile, and her expression was gentle and tight.

"Your brother and I are the prettiest."

"Yes, yes, senior brother is the prettiest." Zhou Feng couldn't help laughing, and stopped joking with him.

In fact, it wasn't a joke at all, although Yan Ruyu's appearance really followed his name and was indeed Ruyu, but Xuan Zhe was obviously superior, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

When Zhou Feng saw him, he really thought it was an immortal from the sky who had fallen into the mortal world, and he could see that extraordinarily attractive face even in the pile of sand everywhere, and the bloody clothes couldn't damage his demeanor in the slightest.

You have to ask why, why you want to save Xuan Zhe.

That sentence in response to the senior brother is not nonsense.

Maybe it was really just because that person was too good that Zhou Feng made a mistake to save that heartless "little brother".

Yan Ruyu waited in the hall of the sect, originally to wait for Zhou Feng to see if he was injured outside, but now seeing that the visitor is well, and still thinking about joking with herself, she stopped wasting time in the hall, rushing Busy rush to morning class.