The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

One after another, the sword broke through the technique, Xuan body leaped, and flashed to the opponent's side in a flash.

The opponent raised his sword to block it, and the other hand threw out another talisman.

This unidentified colleague is not weak in cultivation and ruthless in his shots, but his experience in battle is far inferior to that of a fierce and experienced beast who has lived in the forest for a long time.

One after another, the talisman was broken with one sword.

The blue light was halfway through, and before the spell was formed, it dimmed instantly.

The opponent couldn't react in time, and his figure became obviously stiff for a moment.

Naturally, they would not miss this excellent opportunity one after another, and Xingyun Liushui swung out another sword, directly grabbing the enemy's throat.

Seeing that the opponent could be subdued, a silver light suddenly pierced from behind the opponent, blocking his attack, and turned into a dragon and snake in an instant, turning defense into offense at an unbelievably strange angle, and counterattacking. to attack.

This person's appearance was silent, his attack was quick, and his strength was strong, and he was caught off guard one after another.

It turned out that Faxiu who showed up first was just a cover.

This person is the real opponent.

Gritting their teeth one after another, they met Jianguang without dodging or avoiding.

If he retreats and dodges, it will be one against two immediately, and there is no chance of winning.

Forcibly accepting this sword and forcibly restraining Fa Xiu, maybe he can use Fa Xiu as a shield to gain a slight chance of victory—unless the opponent completely disregards his companion's life.

He has always been ruthless to himself, and even more ruthless to his enemies.

Otherwise he has no chance of winning.

The cold sword light that is as fast as a swimming dragon envelops the strong wind and sword roar, leaps over the Faxiu who is caught in the middle, and strikes at the door successively.

The offensive was faster and more violent than expected.

But when he was about to stab one after another, he barely stopped.

A familiar voice with an extremely surprised tone suddenly blew into my ears.

"Xiao Qu'er?! Why are you here?"

The opponent standing in the shadow behind Fa Xiu revealed his true face——

—— Fang Xiu? !

Didn't Fang Xiu go to the secret realm?So, this is Taiqing Valley?

Two strange teleportations, spatial rifts, a vast forest full of aura, powerful and ferocious monsters, fellow disciples of Qiantianzong...

Several fragments are pieced together into a complete picture scroll in the mind one after another.

The masked man designed to pull him into the secret realm.

Fang Xiu was startled by the people covered in blood one after another.When I thought that I almost hurt him just now, my heart was even colder.

The clear boy's voice was full of anger, and he asked the disciple of Qian Tianzong: "What's going on?"

The Qiantianzong cultivator broke into a cold sweat from the furious spirit pressure, and explained tremblingly: "I, I heard the silver-armed mandrill's cry nearby, so I followed the sound. Then, then..."

Then I met a suspicious man who was covered in blood and full of murderous looks.

He thought the same as successively, in order to prevent fraud, he subdued the opponent first, but he didn't expect that he couldn't beat the opponent.

In desperation, he used the magic weapon of communication to save his life, and called Venerable Yuanying who was in charge of helping the disciples in distress.

Fang Xiu gave him a cold look with eyes like a poisonous snake, and said "Get out".

The disciples of Qiantianzong ran away rolling and crawling.

He turned around one after another, and the coldness in Juanxiu's eyes dissipated in an instant, leaving only affectionate concern and a trace of bewildered panic.

They appeared in Taiqing Valley inexplicably one after another, dripping blood all over his body, for a moment he didn't know what to ask first.

"Xiao Qu'er, the wound on your body...does it hurt?" He took a step forward and carefully stretched out his hand, intending to check.

They took a step back one after another, and shook their heads indifferently: "The blood is not mine, it's the mandrill's."

In fact, part of it was his own.In order to quickly deal a fatal blow to the mandrill, his shoulder was also seriously injured.Fortunately, they were almost healed by the golden elixir of the monster.

The aura in the mandrill golden elixir is stronger than expected.

He told Fang Xiu about his experience tonight.

"Someone sneaked into Lingyuan Peak and wanted to kill you?!" Fang Xiu was furious, "What is Qin Shi doing? Wenfeng gave him the authority to protect the mountain array, and that's what he did?!"

One after another thought that the master was not there, and his place of residence was at the outermost edge of the magic circle. The assassin hid his spiritual energy and sneaked in quietly, so that no one else would find him.

At this time, after hearing what Fang Xiu said, he realized that Qin Shi was currently in charge of the mountain protection circle.

Then there's nothing to be surprised about.

Qin Shi should have known about the assassin's sneaking into Lingyuan Peak, so he deliberately ignored it.

Or, this matter was instructed by him.

Master is in the secret realm, this is an excellent opportunity to kill himself.It's not surprising that Qin Shi watched from the sidelines, or sent someone to do it.

That masked cultivator might be a fellow of Lingyuan Peak.

They sneered indifferently one after another.

He was in Qian Tianzong, and he was in such a besieged situation.

The cold voice was stained with the cold light of the lonely moon, and it was even colder than before: "Is Master there? Take me to see Master."

Fang Xiu was startled for a moment.

At this moment, the murderous aura has not dissipated, and the thin and thin figure is outlined by the cold moonlight, like a piece of smooth and flawless cold jade.

The bright red blood adds a touch of magnificence to the clear facial features, and the dazzling beauty makes the soul sway.

And the indifference makes people feel cold.

One after another is the most beautiful decoration of Lingyuan Peak.

Fang Xiu knew a long time ago that Wen Feng would be accepted as an apprentice one after another, and he would be taken by his side all day long, caring for him extremely.But he let the gossip and rumors of the monks under his sect go without stopping at all.

He was being attacked from all directions in Lingyuan Peak one after another, and the only one he could trust and rely on was Wenfeng.

This move was brilliant.

One after another, they regard Wen Feng as a god, while others don't believe in anyone.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with Wenfeng's doing so.He came from the same sect as Master Wenfeng, the descendant of Senluo Sword, he is either a hypocrite or a real villain, but their natures are actually the same.

If it were Fang Xiu himself, he would do the same.

He's just very jealous.If one after another, you can pretend to be him alone and listen to him alone, what more can you ask for in this life.

Clouds break through the moon, flowers play shadows, the wind is uncertain, and people are quiet at first.Tomorrow's sunset should be full (*1)

The solitary figure under the moon was haunting, Fang Xiu's Adam's apple rolled, and his mouth felt parched.

The irresistible change clearly revealed his inner thoughts, he wanted to occupy the peerless treasure in front of him and take it as his own.Leng Yu will definitely struggle and resist, and that insignificant resistance will make him enjoy it more.

The powerful fingers tightened and tightened, the fingertips pierced into the flesh, the joints turned blue and gray, and the veins on the back of the hand were exposed.

Fang Xiu finally sighed silently and let go of his hand slowly.

"Let's go, I'll take you to find senior brother."

He pulled his wrists one after another in an instant.The thin arms have firm and smooth lines, and the touch is delicate and gentle. One hand can firmly grasp it in the palm, and with a little force, the thin bones can be crushed to pieces.

But he was like a rare treasure holding a piece of auspicious light, and he couldn't bear to hurt this piece of cold jade.

But he will never let go.

The touch at this moment is already the best he can endure.

***

Flowers reflect the shore of the new forest, clouds bloom and waterfalls spring. (*2)

The moon is bright and the wind is clear, and the spring water is gurgling.

Under the cangqiu pine tree, two figures of jade trees facing the wind sit opposite each other, talking about chess games, discussing Taoism and tasting tea.

No wonder Fang Xiu came to the rescue when the doorman asked for help.

Master and Huantian Daojun can play chess and drink tea calmly, Fang Xiu has an impetuous temper, and staying here is boring.

Fang Xiu didn't care about the life and death of Qiantian's disciples, but he hoped that something would happen so that he could have something to do.

Successively, he didn't want to disturb the master's chess game, but the two of them could immediately notice him as soon as he entered this small fairyland independent of the world in the secret realm.

"Axu?" Daoist Juechen was startled, and then flashed to his side.

Junya's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she spoke softly full of worry: "What's going on?"

Daoist Huantian also arrived in an instant, his deep voice implied anger: "Who hurt you?"

One after another, they told Master about the experience of tonight.

"Wenfeng, isn't your Lingyuan Peak's mountain protection circle just a decoration? Anyone can sneak in quietly?"

Before finishing the last few sentences one after another, Daoist Huantian was already furious and asked in a deep voice: "If you don't protect him well, I won't let him stay in Lingyuan Peak again."

Fang Xiu was already angry in his heart, when he heard this, he sneered angrily: "Where is Xiao Qu'er, it's your turn to decide?"

However, one after another tonight was in distress, and thinking about it now is still frightening.

He turned back again and again: "Xiao Qu'er, the place you live in is too far away, you should move to Chenfeng Palace in the future."

"Those two cats and dogs, if you want to play with them, just tell me and I will go with you."

His eyebrows and eyes were half down one after another, and he kept silent.

"Ah Xu," Daoist Juechen caressed his side face, gently wiped the blood on his face with his fingertips, "Master will definitely send someone to investigate this matter. But Xining is right, you should not continue to live there .”

They were speechless one after another.Even though he didn't really want to move out of the small bamboo courtyard, he couldn't refuse at this moment.

Master and uncle are right, that bamboo courtyard is really not safe.

"There's water over there," Daoist Juechen pointed to the deep pool of the waterfall not far away, "Go wash off the demon-inducing incense on your body, and change into clean clothes."

"Sleep well tonight next to Master Wei. Now that you're here, Master will accompany you around the Taiqing Valley tomorrow to relax."

Thank you one after another, and turned to go to the deep pool.

The bone-soaked pool has been magically heated into a hot spring.

Before being assassinated one after another, they only wore unlined clothes, and chased them out without even carrying a Qiankun bag. Naturally, they didn't have a change of clothes.

He washed off the powder stained on the bloody clothes by the pool, and used the cleansing spell again.

He planned to wear it for the next few days, but Master got a new set of Taoist robes from somewhere and delivered them to him personally.

After taking a bath, he entered the space of Taoist Juechen, which contained a small courtyard with elegant bamboo forests.

The red bridge and flowing water, the bamboo shadows are quiet, more luxurious and elegant than the simple bamboo courtyard he lives in.

Daoist Juechen teased: "Do I need to be my teacher to accompany you to sleep tonight?"

I was so shocked that I didn't dare to say it one after another.

Shocked for most of the night, it was nearly three o'clock at this time.

Once the tense heartstrings are relaxed, sleepiness and exhaustion will surge up instantly.

As soon as the soft pillow of the high bed was touched, the heavy eyelids never wanted to open again.

With a master who can shield him from the wind and rain, he felt extremely at ease one after another, but fell into a sound sleep in an instant.

Under the Cangqiu pine tree, Daoist Huantian has been waiting silently.

Seeing Juechen coming out of the mustard seed, he lowered his voice and asked, "Sleep?"

Juechen nodded, and was about to sit down and continue the unfinished chess game, when Daoist Huantian suddenly raised a meaningful smile: "He single-handedly killed the silver-armed mandrill. He also defeated a golden core monk."

Taoist Juechen turned a deaf ear to it.

"Wenfeng," the smile on the corner of Huantian's mouth deepened, "Although you try your best to bury his talent, but his talent is extraordinary, rare in the world, and will never be easily buried."

"He has only entered the Tao for more than two years, and his cultivation base is still shallow, and he has already reached the current state. As time grows and his cultivation base accumulates, there will be no limit in the future."

After Fang Xiu fell asleep one after another, he waited outside the courtyard for a while before coming out of the mustard seeds.

As soon as he came out, he heard Liu Changji's words.

He knew that the two were talking continuously, but he didn't quite understand it.

Whether it is a monster or a monk of Qiantianzong, they are all vulnerable in front of him, and I didn't think there was anything strange before.

Hearing Liu Changji's words at this time, he came back to his senses, building foundations one after another, and he could kill two or three monsters that could only be defeated by the joint efforts of Jindan beginners, and Jindan monks were no match for him.

And the last time in Qianyuan Town, one person against six did not lose the wind.

Their Senluo swordsmanship is powerful, and it is rare to meet an opponent, but it is not the reason why they can defeat powerful enemies many times one after another.

He had always thought that the roots and bones were mediocre before, but now that he thought about it, it seemed to be really unusual.

"What's so special about Xiao Qu'er?"

Liu Changji was stunned for a moment, then raised his mouth and mocked: "You don't know?"

He glanced at him coldly, heard the wind silently, and laughed twice.

The defiant sarcasm made Fang Xiu angry.

Liu Changji will not tell him.

And Wenfeng... Wenfeng is doing something bad, let alone telling anyone.

Since you can't ask for an answer, don't waste your time talking.

His cold, snake-like gaze flitted past the two of them, and Fang Xiu went straight to a nearby tree and sat down to take a nap.

Juechen and Huantian started the chess game again.

The wind is blowing, and the pine waves are bursting. In a world like a fairyland, there is only the quiet and pleasant silence of the wind and clouds.

***

In the world of mustard seeds, there are also sun rising and moon setting deliberately evolved by mana.

Warm sunlight shines through the large window lattices and spills into the bright and clean interior.

Gradually waking up from deep sleep, after washing and tidying up, they walked out of the house and saw a person sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard.

Fang Xiu has been waiting outside the courtyard. Seeing them coming out one after another, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously: "Did you sleep well last night?"

They nodded one after another: "Master, what do you want me to do?"

"Take you to play in Taiqing Valley."

Just about to decline politely, the hearty young man Qingyin smiled: "You and I go to the valley, those disciples are in danger, we will deal with it. Brother and Liu Changjiu are playing chess, so don't disturb them."

Think about it one after another, too.

Fang Xiu is willing to take on the responsibility of monitoring and guarding, taking over most of the tasks, so that the master can stay here to play games and drink tea, without having to run around and work hard.

His expression relaxed, before he could nod his head, someone grabbed his wrist, and he was already in Taiqing Valley in an instant.

Here is a small hill with a wide view and soft scenery.There is a small forest not far away, and there is a faint monster aura coming from it, it should be just some low-level monsters.

It seems that Fang Xiu deliberately chose a place where the monsters are weak, so that he can experience the feeling of the secret trial.

fair enough.The opponents are all ferocious and powerful beasts like mandrills. If they are not careful, they may lose their lives, and he can't stand it.

One after another, he found a few small beasts at the edge of the woods that were comparable to himself, and tried his skills.

Fang Xiu stood aside with folded arms, quietly watching.

Liuguang Feishuang's elegant figure is light, nimble and quick, and every move is a pleasing sight that people can't take their eyes off.

He originally thought that with low cultivation bases one after another, he would be exhausted after a short fight.

He is always ready to help.

Successive strength is stronger than he expected.

So far, it is still easy to do, not to lose the wind.

But he didn't notice anything strange from the other party.

What is the level of an ordinary foundation cultivator?he does not know.

In his eyes, there is no difference between bigger ants and smaller ants.

But there must be something unusual about him one after another.

Wenfeng felt very suspicious of some of the successive actions.

Not just love.In addition to love, there are other emotions mixed in.

He couldn't figure it out, but he knew that this old fox, Wenfeng, definitely had other plans.

The author has something to say:

*1 Tianxianzi·Shui Tuo several sounds hold wine and listen

*2 Zhang Ji's "Seeing off Guests on the River to Mount Lushan"

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Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

Fang Xiu also took the role of the overlord, and the bosses are all overlords, but it's a pity that they didn't get the script of the little black house to rob.

2.

Repeatedly every day, master is true love for one after another, and master's reputation is victimized.

Fang Xiu: Hearing the wind, there are no plans.

Master: I've been coveting my family's Xu's body for a long time.