The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

Nan Rongnian nodded slightly when he heard her words. Although he still looked unhappy, he still went into the yard obediently to choose a room.

After he went in, the rest of the Guanyun disciples who followed behind him dared to go in one after another.

Seeing this, Meng Heshan looked at Lou Xinzhou again.

"Your Excellency, this way please."

Perhaps he was frightened by what she had said on the Ark before. The guide was obviously Tian Hele's direct disciple, but Meng Heshan suddenly took over and became extremely polite.

Lou Xinzhou understood his thoughts, but did not expose him. He accepted it with peace of mind and walked in front of him.

The female disciple leading the way seemed to have seen many such scenes before, so she was not at all flustered. She walked quietly in front without even turning her head, spoke respectfully and with proper etiquette, making it hard not to look at her a few more times.

The child only looks to be sixteen or seventeen years old, but he has already reached the Golden Core level. Tianhe Music focuses on instruments, and to be able to get into the sect and be taught directly, he must be a real genius. And this is definitely not in terms of cultivation, but in terms of talent in refining instruments.

However, this female disciple did not reveal any magical weapon on her body. She was dressed in plain clothes, and Lou Xinzhou could not tell her overall strength.

If it's Jindan, Nan Rongnian will most likely face her.

"what's your name?"

When the female disciple was about to leave, Lou Xinzhou stopped her.

"Replying to Your Excellency, I am Wen Xiaoxia, the junior."

Wen Xiaoxia was not surprised at all. She was very calm and just answered calmly.

"Which elder of Tianhele are you the apprentice of?"

"The second disciple of Wen Yu, the junior."

Wen Yu is Qu Fengyu's title.

It turns out that he is the disciple of the head of Tianhele. So it’s not surprising that he behaves like this.

Lou Xinzhou thought secretly, and then spoke softly again.

"It's alright. Thank you for leading the way. Please thank Sect Leader Qu for me."

"Yes."

Wen Xiaoxia nodded in agreement and left soon. Lou Xinzhou couldn't help but feel worried as he watched the blue-brown figure disappear at the end of the road.

This exchange conference for disciples in the cultivation world is held every five years. Almost every time a genius appears at the conference, of course, if nothing unexpected happens, these geniuses must be the beloved disciples of a venerable from one of the six major sects. Moreover, among them, Tianhe Le and Kunlun Xu account for a particularly high proportion.

The person I just saw, even if he didn't show it, must have some extraordinary qualities, otherwise he wouldn't have been chosen by the leader of the world's number one sect to be his personal disciple.

Fortunately, she had taken Nan Rongnian back to the Snow Mountain for special training, otherwise she would have had a lot to worry about during this competition.

As expected, Nan Rongnian came secretly at night. Lou Xinzhou knew that he would not give up until he had vented his anger, so he left a small window for him, lit an oil lamp, and sat by the window waiting for him.

It wasn't dark outside for long, the wind had just started, and someone came. The young man climbed in through the window, and before his feet touched the ground, he pulled her over and hugged her.

"Master, you ignored me today."

The voice shows grievance.

Lou Xinzhou was held in his arms, his face pressed tightly into his clothes on his chest. He couldn't speak at all, so he pushed him away, but it didn't work. He was a little annoyed, but helpless. He had to compromise and stroke his fur like coaxing a puppy.

After patting her gently a few times, Nan Rongnian let go of her and jumped into the house. The fire of the oil lamp, which was not bright to begin with, was hit hard by the wind he created, and it trembled for a long time before it stopped. Lou Xinzhou had the chance to speak.

"Have you figured out the rules of the competition?"

As she said this, she was about to get up to close the window. Seeing this, Nan Rongnian pushed her down loosely and closed the window gently.

The feeling of sneaking around is really heavy.

Lou Xinzhou touched the hair on his forehead feeling somewhat guilty, but he didn't know when he was covered by a huge shadow.

It turned out that Nan Rongnian came closer again.

"Master hasn't answered my question yet." Nan Rongnian said as he walked around behind her, put his arms around her, and rested his head on her shoulders. "Why did you ask me first?"

"There are so many people on stage today, and everyone is looking at you. How can I comfort you?"

Lou Xinzhou used the word "comfort". Nan Rongnian was stunned for a moment when he heard it, but then he smiled, seeming to be quite pleased.

"Is it too late now?"

"Why isn't it too late?" Lou Xinzhou replied subconsciously, then realized that his answer was wrong and quickly changed his words, "Well, no, I mean now is not the time to do that kind of thing."

"What kind of thing?" Nan Rongnian laughed softly, and all the unhappiness he had felt before disappeared. "What is Master thinking about?"

"!"

Lou Xinzhou's face turned red immediately.

The young man picked up a strand of her hair, slowly wrapped it around his fingertips, and gently rubbed it in the faint light of the oil lamp. He couldn't control the strength of his fingertips well, and he lost control several times, causing the hair to slip through his fingers. Reluctantly, he picked it up again.

The topic changed inadvertently.

"Master, don't you even ask me why I'm unhappy today?"

Lou Xinzhou really didn't know why he was unhappy, so he turned slightly to look over and asked softly.

"Why?"

"Master really doesn't know." Nan Rongnian laughed, his eyes filled with joy, but upon closer inspection, he seemed to be suppressing some other emotions, "No matter the reason, he always thinks of coaxing me first."

"You said you wouldn't tell me."

Lou Xinzhou couldn't stand his gaze, as if he would be eaten up if he looked at him a few more times, so he turned his head away.

"A lot of people are looking at you today."

Nan Rongnian said softly, but when he thought of the group of male disciples, he became unhappy again and his tone changed.

"what."

Lou Xinzhou was a little surprised.

So that's the reason. After all, it's the cultivation world's grand competition held every five years, gathering people from all over the world. Bai Yun is a real celebrity, so naturally there are many people paying attention to her.

He must be jealous. After all, many of those looks were filled with impure thoughts. Lou Xinzhou could feel it, but he had long been accustomed to it, so he ignored it.

"Master."

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Nan Rongnian hugged her even tighter, his hands around her waist, as if he wanted to embed her completely into his body.

"what happened?"

Somehow, Lou Xinzhou sensed some uneasiness from his actions.

"..."

But there was no sound. Lou Xinzhou was just wondering when he heard the young man speak in a hoarse voice.

"I'm so afraid that someone else will take you away."

"How could that be?" Lou Xinzhou laughed a little and replied helplessly, "How could someone else snatch me away? I, your master, am transcending the tribulation."

"..."

But there was no sound again.

Lou Xinzhou did not urge him, but just let him hug tighter, and even had the leisure to sigh, fortunately the monk had a strong body, otherwise he would have broken several ribs.

"But I'm still scared."

"afraid of what?"

"I'm afraid that one day, Master, you will leave me and don't want me."

"..."