The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

Ma Ziming said and turned to look at Song Ya who was standing aside. The latter's face was also not good-looking. After Jia Zhenzhen came from Nan Rongnian, he kept putting his hot face on other people's cold buttocks. He had been watching all the way. Li, it was so painful that when he saw Ma Ziming looking at him, he looked away almost subconsciously.

Although Ma Ziming was sarcastic, Jia Zhenzhen heard what he said, and then she remembered that Song Ya was here. She had just transferred the anger of the crowd from Song Ya to herself, so Song Ya must turn to herself. .

"Senior Brother Song." Jia Zhenzhen calmed down some of the anger on his face, and turned the rest into grievance. He cried out softly, as if he was about to cry, "You know I'm not the kind of person he said. .”

"Pfft." Ma Ziming didn't expect that Jia Zhenzhen really listened to his words. He was a little surprised. He felt funny for a moment and complained in a low voice, "A bunch of clowns."

Song Ya was standing next to him, frowning when he heard this, knowing that he couldn't stabilize him, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he went to comfort Jia Zhenzhen.

Nan Rongnian quietly observed the overall situation from the side, and naturally did not miss the killing intent flashing in Song Ya's eyes. The corner of the young man's mouth curled up, quite agreeing with what Ma Ziming said.

"So, that's the way to go."

Seeing that everyone seemed to be silent, Zhang Fanyan finally found a chance to speak. She poked her head out from behind Nan Rongnian and asked cautiously. She was brought back by Song Ya and Xue Tang. In fact, she should be To Song Ya, but she didn't know what happened before, so she didn't have the position to speak.

"Ahem, that's right, Senior Brother Nanrong, what do you think?"

The disciple who asked Nan Rongnian before asked what he said at the beginning. The others also had the same expression as him and looked at Nan Rongnian.

Song Ya glanced at them, but didn't say anything further.

When did these people prefer Nan Rong? Sure enough, this man really deserves to die!

"What do you think?"

Nan Rongnian saw that all the disciples were waiting for his answer, so he stepped forward. The young man smiled very kindly, and was surrounded again.

"It's better to go outside and go around. I really can't stand it anymore. The yellow leopard with golden elixir just now almost slapped me to death. My life is at stake!"

"Yeah, I agree with what Junior Brother Zhang said. We are just building the foundation. This task is for us to go around from the outside. Can't everyone walk faster?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Song doesn't care about us at all."

"..."

Song Ya listened to them talking and realized that the disciples had been grudges for a long time, but why did they explode like this? There are many monsters in Jiuyou Forest, but in the outer circle here, is it reasonable to meet so many golden elixir monsters in half a day?

Could it be that someone was doing it behind the scenes?

He suddenly remembered what Ma Ziming said to Nan Rongnian that morning.

"I admire senior brother's control over people's hearts."

Could it be that Nan Rongnian really had such a method? But why? Didn't he lose his memory? He was a direct disciple of Venerable Bai Yun. If he didn't have amnesia, why didn't he tell Venerable the matter directly? What was the purpose of all this roundabout effort?

But if he really lost his memory, why did he do this? In the years since Bai Yun left, he has still taken good care of him. He can see that the young man has been very dependent on him since he first joined the team. It can't really be for Jia Zhenzhen, right?

Song Ya couldn't figure it out, so he decided to find a time to test it out.

"Okay, then let's go south out of the forest, and then go around from the outer circle to the west." Nan Rongnian said with a smile, and seemed to think of something again for a moment, turning to look at Song Ya and Jia Zhenzhen, like He asked in a decent manner, "Senior Brother Song, Senior Sister Jia, what do you think?"

Song Ya didn't expect Nan Rongnian to ask him another question. He was stunned for a moment and then nodded in confusion. Jia Zhenzhen just turned his head away with an "I'm angry expression" on his face, still immersed in the thought that he was sure to win. He fell into Nan Rongnian's illusion.

"Aren't you cheap?"

Seeing her like this, Lou Xinzhou felt that his fist was extremely hard and he needed a venting bag.

......

After everyone made a unanimous decision, they headed south of the forest. The sun was already setting in the west. They didn't go far before they found an open space to spend the night.

Although they are already walking outside the Jiuyou Forest, the probability of encountering high-level monsters is also decreasing. However, after all, the team has a large number of people, and it is easy to attract some greedy monsters, so protective measures must be taken at night.

After all, Nan Rongnian had stayed in the snowy mountains. Bai Yun had taught him these things early in the morning. He had contributed a lot to the previous times. However, Song Ya's presence at that time actually made everyone feel that it was because of Song Ya's leadership is great, and everyone's efficiency is so high.

Only then did he realize that all the credit should go to Nan Rongnian. Everyone was similar in age, but they were surrounded again.

"Senior Brother Nanrong, why do you have so many?"

"It's all taught well by Master."

Nan Rongnian replied, when the young man said this, his eyes were filled with stars. He had been pretending for a long time before revealing his true feelings. When Lou Xinzhou saw this, he carefully avoided everyone and sat down closest to him.

"It's such a pity that I have never been involved in your snowy mountain life before."

"Venerable Bai Yun still teaches you this?"

A disciple asked in surprise.

"The living environment in the snowy mountains is harsh. Master threw me out for a while in order to train my perseverance. Of course, it was also to allow me to break through the foundation building."

Nan Rongnian answered casually, but as soon as he said this, the other disciples all opened their mouths. They didn't know that Nan Rongnian had ever been to Jindan. They just thought that he was just like them, with mediocre talents. Ordinary people.

"Ah? It's so cruel. I can't survive even if I go to the snowy mountains now. How did you do it, senior brother?"

"That's right. Isn't this a bit too harsh? I feel like it's not necessary. Aren't we also good at building foundations?"

"What do you know?" Another disciple asked, "A dangerous situation like this is the best way to stimulate your potential. I also want to try it. Unfortunately, no one is looking at me. I am afraid that I will die accidentally, so I haven't done anything yet. Determined."

"Is that right?"

The disciple who first asked the question looked at Nan Rongnian doubtfully, seeking confirmation.

"Well, how can cultivation be smooth? There are many such things like death and resurrection."

Nan Rongnian nodded.

"Yes, if I encounter a bottleneck in the future, I will also try the method mentioned by my senior brother."

"Junior Brother Nanrong."

But just as everyone was chatting happily, Song Ya appeared with a dark face, frowning, reflecting the orange light of the fire, and looking awkward.

"Senior Brother Song? What's wrong?"