The full-level master just wants to be a waste

For the so-called way of heaven, Fu Xia has always lacked a little respect.

——So for his long-overdue love disaster, Fu Xia didn't think he wouldn't have a good ending.

No matter what kind of ending Tiandao has arranged for himself, it is impossible to ask for anything but love and part.

I like her and want to be together for a long time.

Fu Xia vowed.

But what to do?

Over there, his little backer of Love Tribulation has hurried back with the suzerain.

The suzerain gave Xu Zhaohan the Linglong Pagoda in the first place to protect her, never thought that Xu Zhaohan would use it to rob people.

The suzerain looked at the place where Linglong Pagoda stayed just now, and circled anxiously.

The small golden pagoda that just disappeared over there came back again, and a golden light fell to the ground with a snap.

The people inside are still there, except Xu Zhaohan and Gu Yu.

Fu Xia followed Xu Zhaohan's room and found a letter.

Xu Zhaohan arranged everything clearly and signed a contract with Gu Yu, guaranteeing that even if he released Gu Yu, Gu Yu would not kill innocent people indiscriminately.Then he rescued Gu Yu, and he would not come back——by then, Xu Zhaohan would betray the sect, and he would not have much to do with Nian Hanzong.

The suzerain looked at Xu Zhaohan's confidence and was half dead.Ning Rong stood with the suzerain, and sighed together with the suzerain.

And Fu Xia stood at the door, lost in thought.

Today's young people are really putting all their eggs in one basket...

Although this method is not correct, the children nowadays are just as affectionate as the sky.

Fu Xia didn't know what Ning Rong and the suzerain had said, and finally followed Ning Rong back to Mu Qingfeng without asking.

Ning Rong was still injured, and Fu Xia was still thinking about whether he should take advantage of the fire to rob him—it should be, to take advantage of it.Get closer to the little backer.

But the little backer refused to let him approach, and refused his help.

Even at night, he sneaked out to practice swords.

Fu Xia, who was committed to being a waste, was moved to tears by the good quality of the little backer's seriousness and hard work, and briefly reflected on her lack of progress.

Then he happily ran out with his handkerchief, wanting to show his caring to the little backer.

Go up and wipe off your sweat, come on.Wouldn't the relationship be deeper? !

Fu Xia pushed open the door and looked at the little backer under the moonlight, holding a long sword in his hand, and neatly drew a sword flower.

The fallen leaves on the ground were lifted up by the sword wind, and the leaf stems were broken by the sword air.

Fu Xia suddenly didn't want to go up and disturb the little backer.

She stood and watched for a while, seeing that the little backer was bent over in pain because of the large movements involved in the wound, and when she regained her strength, she began to practice the sword again.

Fu Xia stood at the door watching, and when the little backer put away the sword, he immediately went back to his room, closed the door, and pretended to be sleeping.

Hearing that the door next to it was closed, Fu Xia pushed the door open again and went out. After listening quietly for a while, he confirmed that the little backer was asleep.

Just opened the window and went in, looking at the sleeping face of the little backer, his throat was dry, but he still didn't do anything.

He just stretched out his hand and healed the little backer's injury a little bit.

She thought that she couldn't be cured directly in one day, which was unreasonable, and the little backer would definitely realize that something was wrong.

It is also very considerate to treat a little bit a day.

But Ning Rong still realized something was wrong.

That day, the suzerain asked Ning Rong about her cultivation situation. Ning Rong told the suzerain about her cultivation situation in detail, and the suzerain gave her homework for the next stage after spot checks.

When Ning Rong came back with the swordsmanship she was going to practice, she met Shang Fuxia's expectant gaze, and told her something was wrong hesitantly: "I think there may be a senior in Nian Hanzong."

Fu Xia didn't know, so: "Huh?"

Ning Rong said a little bit of her guess: "My recent injury has healed very quickly, and something is wrong with it. Today, when I was fighting with Master, when I bent over and stretched my legs, the pain was no longer there."

"Maybe it's because you are in good health..."

Fu Xia didn't bat an eye when he told a lie.

"No, it wasn't so fast before, and I always sleep very hard at night. I wouldn't do this before. Maybe someone went to my room."

"Why don't you think it's me?"

Ning Rong glanced at Fu Xia, as if wondering why she would ask such a question, but she didn't directly deny it, she just asked, "Is Junior Sister so powerful?"

Fu Xia: "..."

Bearing the humiliation: "No, I mean, why doesn't Senior Sister think it's someone else in the sect?"

Ning Rong shook his head and denied this guess, and said: "Thinking about it now, the attack power of Xiaojiu's attack at that time should not have been so small, but the injury I suffered was not serious. Also in Yi'anya before, When I said that leaf, maybe this senior was teaching me."

"Have you talked to the suzerain?"

"No,"

Ning Rong said: "It's just a guess, I don't know if it's true, and... Senior doesn't seem to have any malicious intentions."

Fu Xia looked at the little backer like this, and really wanted to ask what would happen to her if the little backer really existed, but after thinking about it, she felt that if she asked, it would probably make the little backer doubt herself—why not Just take a look, if there is such a senior, what will the little backer do.

Fu Xia didn't say anything at that time.

In the evening, I performed an illusion on myself, making myself appear tired of spring in the eyes of others.

Then he flew over from the mountain behind Muqing Peak, and said to the little backer who was still practicing sword in the yard: "shi..."

Yanchun stopped in the air, looked at Ning Rong who turned to look at him because of his movement, and forcibly swallowed the senior sister who was habitually screaming out of his mouth.

A bit big.

What do you say?What is better to call a small backer?

Definitely can't be called senior sister, definitely can't be called disciple, can't be called backer, can't be called love robbery...

What is it called?

I am a senior now, so I don't need to be so polite.

But it’s too arrogant to be called a female doll, it’s too greasy to be called a girl, it’s inappropriate to be called a young lady, and to be called...

Yanchun racked his brains to find a name.

Unsuccessful.

Instead, Ning Rong looked at the person in the air who stopped for some reason, put away his sword and bowed: "Senior?"

Although this was not the step that the little backer gave her, Yanchun still went down. She fell to the ground, looked at Ning Rong, and asked a little arrogantly: "Are you looking for me?"

Ning Rong nodded: "Yes, senior helped me a lot..."

Yanchun looked at the little backer saying this seriously, and suddenly thought of another thing.

If you want to be with your little backer, then on one side is Fu Xia - a useless junior sister who does nothing but just want to eat soft food, and the other is Yanchun - a senior she respects and likes very much. Speaking of which, her eyes will glow, and she has given her so much help.

Normal people will choose tired of spring, right?

I can use this identity to take down my own love robbery!

Yanchun thought this way, complacent about her cleverness, she looked at her Ning Rong defensively because she didn't understand, and nodded in a pretentious way: "It's okay, it's just a matter of effort. You have a very high understanding."

Ning Rong knew that her savvy was actually not that good.

Therefore, he became even more vigilant about this senior who suddenly appeared.

Although she knew very well that if this senior had any malice towards her, she would have no chance of escaping.

Yanchun looked at the more defensiveness in the little backer's eyes, pretended not to know, and asked Ning Rong: "Is there anything else you don't know about swordsmanship?"

It's not good for me to tell my little backer that I'm tired of spring.It should be that I didn't say anything and showed my feet, so that the little backer found out that the senior he had been teaching was his favorite senior.

What a surprise.

Yanchun thought this way, looked at Ning Rong who was not speaking, and tilted his head, implying: "I am very familiar with this sword technique."

Ning Rong didn't know why this senior was a little strange, but when the senior asked, she answered one by one: "There is nothing wrong at the moment."

"fine,"

Yanchun waved his hand nonchalantly: "Then make gestures that you learned earlier, let me see."

Ning Rong resisted: "I'm not very skilled."

"It doesn't matter,"

Yanchun looked at Ning Rong encouragingly: "You don't need to be very proficient to start. Only when you start can you be very proficient. It's all about human effort. Only when you start can you have results."

Ning Rong looked at Yanchun, frowned for a while, confirmed that this was not his little junior sister, and was dumbfounded.

Yanchun didn't know why the little backer suddenly looked at him like this, and he didn't say anything after watching for a while.

So I asked, "What's wrong?"

It may be because of the words just now, Ning Rong has a lot of affection for this inexplicable senior, she seems to have thought of something, and smiled: "Your words just now are very similar to my junior sister."

Yanchun heard the junior sister from her backer since she was a child, and knew she was talking about herself, so she pricked up her ears and asked, "Oh? It's your useless junior sister who doesn't know anything? You have a good relationship with her?"

Yanchun stared at Ning Rong closely, wondering about her answer.

I should have a good relationship with my little backer, right?But after all, this is a senior who is not very familiar with, I don't know how the little backer will answer...

Ning Rong frowned slightly, and told Yanchun seriously: "Junior Sister is not a waste, she does many things very well."

Yanchun never thought that Ning Rong would answer like this, and she was very happy, but she still said: "Huh? But I think she doesn't know anything and only wants to eat soft food - she has no aggressiveness. There is such a junior sister , are you really not bothered?"

Ning Rong lowered her eyes and bowed again: "Junior Sister is very good, no one said that one must be aggressive."

Yanchun looked at Ning Rong's hair, and felt happy because the little backer protected her, but still teased her with mixed feelings: "Do you want to come to be my disciple? There must be no such junior sister."

Ning Rong pretended not to hear, and bowed a little lower: "This junior is tired, let's go back to rest first."

Yanchun looked at the little backer holding the sword, and went back to the room without saying a word, not even looking back at himself.

Eh?Don't you usually sleep all night?

Yanchun looked at the closed door of the little backer for a while, wondering what happened to the little backer.Thinking about what she said just now, I was happy at the same time, but also worried that she was not feeling well, so I went back to the room after a while.

The next day, Fu Xia picked up his usual order and went to Yi'an Cliff to deliver chicken soup to the little backer. Looking at the sullen little backer, he asked, "What's the matter. Is senior sister feeling unwell?"

Ning Rong sat down, drank the chicken soup slowly, and said, "It's nothing."

"Then why is Senior Sister so unhappy today?"

"..."

Ning Rong waited for a while, but still couldn't hold back.She talked to Fu Xia unhappily: "There is indeed a senior."

"Um……"

Fu Xia knew that he should pretend to be surprised now.

But she was so curious, so her surprise only lasted for a moment, and she immediately asked the little backer nervously: "What's wrong, senior?"

The time we spent together yesterday was too short, and the little backer probably didn't realize that he was tired of spring.

But I'm still curious about how the little backer feels about him.

Ning Rong pursed her lips: "Senior..."

"How about it?"

Ning Rong hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't vomit: "Senior just has malicious intentions."

Fu Xia who waited for the answer with his ears pricked up: "?"

How can I be malicious? !

Perhaps it was because of Fu Xia's unconcealed surprise, Ning Rong went on to say, "Senior wants to provoke me and..."

Ning Rong glanced at her junior sister, not wanting her junior sister to know what the inexplicable senior said, so she paused for a while, and then said: "To sow discord between me and the master. Maybe it's an undercover agent sent by the demons, who wants to Defeat our Nian Hanzong from within."

Fu Xia staggered and sat on the rock.

Looking at the doubtful eyes cast by the little backer, Fu Xia waved his hands wearily: "You let me take it easy."

The author says:

Ning Rong (furious): Senior actually wanted to provoke me and my junior sister!She is a wicked demon!Blackout!

Fu Xia: Wait, there seems to be something wrong...

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