Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

His eyes passed through the crowd, and finally locked on a position in the center of the crowd. Although the person was standing in a crowded place, the surroundings seemed to be isolated from a world, leaving room, which was particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

However, the most memorable thing is the flamboyant long red hair.

Gong Yilin frowned slightly, the fiery red long-haired man was the Emperor Yu whom he had only met a few days ago, and the latter's lips moved slightly: "I said, there is always a chance to meet."

His head hurts, so he hates when people say to him that there will be a period of time later.

Mountains and rivers meet again, and the next time will be retribution.

I knew in my heart that this big shot was just here to mess things up, and he still pretended to be a middle-aged man, and the contest was ruined halfway, so that the image of embarrassment and anger was vividly interpreted, "Little brother, if you want to It would be too unwise to use such indecent means to attract the little girl's attention."

Anyway, everyone was pretending, since they didn't lift this fig leaf to expose the truth, Gong Yilin was also willing to accompany him in the performance.

Called 'little brother', he did not lose.

"What are you going to do with a beautiful girl? I think my husband is the dragon among men. If you raise such a flowery girl, you must eat two beauty pills. You won't be too old to take them." Yu Huang said calmly.

The words 'Old Zhang' and 'Your Old' came together, and Gongyilin's heart skipped a beat, and his heart ached from the two words 'Old'.

"How is the old man thinking about it?" Yuhuang was very patient, as if he would not leave until he gave an answer. The people who originally thought about martial arts contests to recruit relatives instantly focused their attention on these two people, holding the idea that watching the excitement is not a big deal Mentality, guess the subsequent development of things.But there are also some righteous people who can't stand it, "the habit of cutting sleeves is publicized in the public, the world is going down, and the behavior of losing morality."

For such a small character who can be killed with a single breath, Yu Huang didn't even bother to make a move, he ignored it, and fixed his gaze on Gong Yilin, "Could it be that I'm embarrassed to speak, if that's the case..."

"So what?" His brows were suddenly relaxed, his shoulders were relaxed, and he was leaning on the stool with his legs crossed. It was obviously an ordinary appearance, but it made people feel a vaguely unique charm. His indifferent eyes swept across For everyone, Gong Yilin's smile didn't reach his eyes, "Anyone else who has a crush on me, Yun, can come out and compete with this little brother with unique vision."

Seeing the raised beards that didn't match the weak body, many people silently took a step back.

Licking his lips with the tip of his tongue, Gong Yilin made a regretful look: "Unfortunately, not everyone can be as discerning as the little brother, and appreciate Yun, who is a treasure left in the sea."

Originally, he was going to see Gongyilin's embarrassment, Yuhuang was turned into an army, but he didn't show any displeasure. He was slightly startled for the first moment, and there was a smile of interest on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that I am lucky today. , I want to hug my husband back."

Gong Yilin didn't answer immediately, but his eyes seemed to stay on an inconspicuous edge inadvertently, his eyes were charming, and he said with his lips: "It's rare that I throw myself into your arms, don't you want to grab a look?"

The leprechaun!

Meeting his eyes, the man in a simple white shirt was none other than Qinghe, who just wanted to investigate the case of Elder Tianyuan, got some clues, and happened to come across this absurd martial arts competition when passing by here by chance A fate, and when the protagonist of one of the fates is Gong Yilin, this fate will undoubtedly become a bad fate. .

As if he knew that Qinghe was not interested, Gongyilin added another fire, his slender fingers brushed across his chest as if no one was watching, the speed was neither fast nor slow, the slower it went down, Qinghe's eyes darkened when he saw this, his face was calm and his heart was calm But it was a volcanic eruption. This flame was not ignited by desire, but a kind of incomprehension, strangeness, and repulsion.

Since when, the self-control he was so proud of became gradually disintegrated in front of this person, and even vulnerable to a single blow, even if this person clearly wore a new-faced human skin mask, with just one look, he could get from there Guess from the look in the eyes.

The condensed and complicated eyes looked at Gongyilin from a distance, the latter sat upright slightly, straightened his clothes, the seductive eyes just now were no longer charming, moved to another place, and landed on Yuhuang, a little more Very provocative, "Good things take time, it seems that the little brother will have a competitor."

Fangcai had a panoramic view of the interaction between Gongyilin and Qinghe. When Yuhuang saw Qinghe, Yuhuang frowned imperceptibly, and his voice was almost inaudible: "It turned out to be a Kunpeng."

The Kunpeng family is famous for their ferocity. Even if you are the king of demons, you will not easily want to confront a Kunpeng, especially a Kunpeng that is about to enter the full maturity stage, often only needs one chance. , the combat effectiveness will be able to get a qualitative leap.

No one wants to be someone else's stepping stone for no reason, and so is he.

There was a storm under the stage, and Gu Wang, who had been pretending to be a lady upstairs, covered his face and yawned, his eyes were entangled with a big banyan tree outside, revealing a deep longing... I really want to change back to my original shape and climb down from the tree, lol That mighty and sturdy body, that ravine bark, closes the eyes and seems to have felt the pleasure brought by the bark rubbing against the body.

A gust of wind blew past, leaving a little coolness, Gu King opened his eyes in time, touched the corner of his mouth, and said happily: "Fortunately, I didn't leave any saliva."

Leaning on the railing alone, Danfeng looked down, feeling a little impatient, "Is it time to invite relatives, can you hurry up?"

A large piece of smooth skin on the neck was exposed due to this semi-reliable movement, and the delicate collarbone was looming. Many people secretly swallowed, "I didn't expect the beauty to be impatient."

Some of the people who were originally watching the show were unhappy on the spot, and said aggressively: "We are here to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives, not to watch two men compete for an old man and be jealous."

Old... old man.

With a trembling of his fingertips, Gong Yilin took a deep look at him. He had heard so many "old" words today. He was already on the verge of a volcanic eruption, and was completely ignited by this sentence.

I saw him standing up slowly, the whole movement was like an extremely slow shot, every movement could be frozen into a picture, when he stood up completely, his body stood upright like a poplar tree.The person who spoke rudely just felt that the top of his head was covered by a layer of dark clouds. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately drew his sword from his waist. It was too late to speak, and the dark clouds gradually became like mountains and rains. The surrounding air was compressed together, suppressing the man heavily, the ground under his body sank three inches, the man spat out a mouthful of blood, and kept panting.

Without even looking at the man's miserable condition, Gong Yilin sat down again, as if he didn't realize what he had just done, brushed the dust off his sleeves, and said indifferently: "It was such a beautiful day, I didn't want to see blood, But some people just don’t get it right.”

Smiling and sweeping across the crowd, "Do you have any opinions? It's okay. If you have any opinions, you should raise them. If you have more opinions, you should raise them."

Even if it is mentioned, it will not be corrected, at most it will be paralyzed, and relatives and friends will not recognize it.

The few people who were closest to the rude man dispersed one after another, and those who had expressed their dissatisfaction just now lowered their heads for fear of being recognized.

"Very good, since no one has any objections, let's continue," Gongyilin looked at Yuhuang and Qinghe, who were limp on the chairs as if they had no bones, "Think about how to compare, why not roll the dice, shake it big Shake it up, buy it and let it go."

Looking at Gongyilin's shy look, Qinghe felt a little itchy in his heart, like a cat, or the king of cats, arrogant, mean-spirited, seemingly harmless, and would stretch out his claws inadvertently to make two scratches bloodstains.

Yuhuang didn't feel anything special, and looked at Qinghe with great interest, "Want to fight?"

Qinghe said coldly: "Why fight?"

If he wants it, it's his. Whoever dares to snatch it, just kill it.

"It's true that there is nothing to argue about," Yu Huang said, "It's not a rare thing, nor is it a rare person, but there is always someone who cares."

After finishing speaking, he shook his head. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of an alley in the street not far away, and a green figure was hidden there. "I still have something to do today. Next time we meet, I'm afraid I won't just walk away like this." Then As the voice fell, a layer of water mist condensed around him, and it turned into frost on the ground. Looking at the identical hexagonal diamond-shaped ice flower on the ground, the crowd consciously gave way, and the leaving figure walked dozens of times away. Zhang Yuan.

"Unexpectedly, there is such a master with such profound cultivation hidden in Nagato." Many people feel that such a master will come to participate in a little-known martial arts competition to recruit relatives. I don't know if it is someone with high cultivation Everyone has one or two bad tastes?

Also looking at that back, Qinghe's gaze was filled with a little regret. It's a pity that we are both monsters, so we can't have a good fight. He looked away, and his gaze suddenly fell on Gongyilin: "Enough is enough!" ?”

With the tip of his tongue brushing against his seductive lips, Gong Yilin spread his hands, with an innocent look, and said with a pun: "I haven't played yet, why is it enough?"

……

At the same time, tears flickered faintly in a pair of beautiful eyes, and all the reflections in the pupils were a man in a green shirt who was sitting on a high platform without any seriousness. shine.

Behind her, a figure appeared out of thin air.

"You have seen me too, you should go back with me now." The man with fiery red hair said, "Qing'er, don't be obsessed with it."

Ning Qing closed her eyes fiercely, struggling for a moment, hesitating, and hesitation were all intertwined, and when she opened it again, she regained her clarity, and her voice sounded like a gem falling to the ground, "I can't do it."

The Emperor Yu frowned imperceptibly, and his eyes were much softer when dealing with his beloved daughter, "He and you are not in the same way, you are walking in different ways."

"North is the opposite, but different paths lead to the same goal." Ning Qing leaned against the mottled wall, "You are not me, and those who have not experienced what I have experienced, naturally cannot understand it."

Yu Huang's brows deepened, "He is a bit special, but soon you will find that there are so many arrogance in the world, but he is nothing more than that."

"I have spent a hundred years, and I have nothing to think about except to increase my obsession." Ning Qing raised her eyes, her eyes were firm and gentle, "Back then, the internal fighting among the monster clan was fierce, especially in the Firebird clan. You, secretly competing with all the uncles, I remember that you reminded me to be careful of my uncles very early, especially the one who treats me best."

"It's a pity that you are young, and you always feel that I deceived you."

Ning Qing sighed softly: "Who would have thought that the uncle who loves me the most would first lay a poisonous spell on you, and then send a large number of important men to swear to put me to death. Xiao Ding's dear, her fiancé also abandoned me." She straightened her waist, and brushed her pale fingers across the cracks in the wall.

Yu Huang's eyes darkened a lot, the past was still his Ni Lin, if it wasn't for a coincidence that the poison was cured, let alone himself, he would know better than anyone else what would happen to his only beloved daughter.

"All betrayed, I met him at the most desperate time."

Ning Qing sighed leisurely, standing by the wall, like a climbing tulip, beautiful and melancholy.

[-] years ago

"After chasing me for so long, it seems that they won't retreat unless they take my life." The little girl with shredded shofar braids panted heavily, looking at the small army coming down the mountain with despair in her eyes, "Life And as a demon, I would naively believe in my clan relatives, I deserve it."

A finger was quietly stretched out, and lightly pressed on the furrowed eyebrows, "You are young, don't talk like the old people."

Holding that finger with her limp little hand, the little girl said, "Grandfather..."

There was a knock on the forehead, "Call me Grandpa."

The little girl said seriously: "Grandpa, I just sent it out of feeling."

"What do you feel? How can there be so many feelings in the world? The sky is high and the sea is vast. If you don't accept everything, do it." Gong Yilin said, "At your age, do you know what to do when you encounter this kind of thing?"

"Eliminate life and endure humiliation?"

"Stupid," said the man in red hating iron and steel, "Cry, a child will cry when he is wronged."

Even the lowly little monsters of the Yaozu look down on those who cry and cry. The little girl was originally like this. They have been instilled in them since birth. But thinking that the world has changed in just a few short months, the circles of my eyes can't help but turn red.

The man in red hurriedly said: "I'm just talking, don't really cry."

Tears are like broken beads, once they flow, they can no longer be stopped. It only took a short while for a small whimper to grow into a loud cry.

"Don't cry!" The man in red threatened with a ferocious look.

The little girl cried even louder, and she kept reminding: "They are going up the mountain, should we find a place to hide?"

"Don't worry," Gong Yilin's voice was gentle, with a soothing taste.

The little girl forgot to cry for a moment.

"If we really want to hide, even if we level the entire mountain, they will find us."

"..." The little girl looked at him fixedly, and the next second: "Wow——"

The man in red didn't persuade her any more, and let her cry. When the little girl heard the sound of the cavalry down the mountain, the sobbing gradually stopped, and she tightly held the man in red's hand.

"If you don't leave, it will be too late."

"Before I go out, Master often warns me to be kind to others, stop being deceived and kidnapped as soon as possible, and never kill unless it is absolutely necessary." The man in red said something inexplicably, and the little girl looked at him questioningly. .

The man in red let go of the little girl's hand, "Just watch."

In the mountains, the horses were blowing and the wind was rustling, and the demonic aura was getting stronger and stronger, and thousands of demon soldiers came like a tide.

"Are you afraid?"

The little girl nodded and said honestly, "A little bit."

The man in red glanced at her with a half-smile, "We have been chased all the way, only here is the last thing to be afraid of, take a closer look, what are the weaknesses of those chasing monster soldiers?"

The little girl looked carefully, and saw that the entire army was well-trained and had a strong killing intent. They were all his uncle's personal soldiers, and she didn't see any flaws.

"Take a closer look."

The little girl looked at it several times, but she didn't see anything wrong. Unexpectedly, she felt a little anxious. The pursuers were about to come up, and they obviously entered the opponent's field of vision.

The man in red continued to ask, "Where are we standing now?" as if he didn't feel it at all.

"The top of the mountain." The little girl said without hesitation.

"From this position, do you see any difference?"

The little girl was lifted up high by a pair of arms. At the first moment, she clearly saw the joy flashing in the eyes of those demon soldiers when they saw her young body. To be able to kill her is a great feat.

"Did you see clearly?"

The little girl nodded, "From a high position, it doesn't look like a menacing pursuer, but rather like an army of ants."

"A legion of ants?" The man in red sneered, "It's too high to think of them. They're nothing more than ants."

The little girl fell into deep thought, and after a while, a bit of understanding flashed in her eyes: "Standing on the clouds, no matter how high the mountain is, it is just a drop in the ocean. We just stand on the top of the peak, and these invincible pursuers immediately change their appearance." , seems very small."

The man in red put the little girl on the ground again, and said: "This is strength. When you have the highest strength, you can ignore the law and despise the living beings. But if you are not a little demon soldier, why should you be afraid?"

"What if the strength is not enough?"

Pointing to his temple, the man in red said: "Wisdom." He put down his hand and smiled, "But today you don't need to use any wisdom, it's both nerve-wracking and brain-wrenching." His cold eyes swept over the monster soldiers who rushed up, "Those who are strong At that time, I don’t need to use my brain. I haven’t used this move for a long time, and I’m a bit negligent.” But seeing the man in red stretch his arms and shake his legs, he didn’t forget to move his lower neck and twisted it two or three times. It's kind of ridiculous.

Just as the little girl was about to say something, the man in red was already on tiptoe, rose in the air with his sword, and stopped at a hundred feet, like a high god overlooking the common people.

The sudden movement made the monster soldier who was rushing up couldn't help but froze, looking up to see what weirdness he was going to do.

One finger drew ten thousand afterimages, which turned into silver light and exploded in the air, countless tiny transparent particles washed in the air——

"Kong Yan finger, frozen nine thousand feet!"

Countless streamers fell from the sky, and the whole mountain was sealed and frozen by the white streamers, together with every plant and tree on the mountain, formed smooth ice cubes, the little girl couldn't help covering her mouth, and lowered her head to realize that she was surrounded by a layer of light , Under her feet is a crystal clear ice surface.

All the demon soldiers still kept their heads up. Some of them saw the last scene, and the panic in their pupils was branded on the ice, with hideous expressions.

She held the hem of the skirt tightly, and her thin voice was very clear on the suddenly silent mountain: "Are they dead?"

Lightly tap your finger, raise your left palm and swipe in the air, the movement is quiet and steady, "Floating and killing, three thousand miles!"

As the voice fell, the crystals that stayed in the air fell down one after another, and the ice that wrapped the demon soldier was poured with the crystallized powder, making a "creaking and creaking" sound, like a crack in a chicken's shell scrambling for the first, bursting from the inside.

Pieces of ice turned into sand, without a drop of blood, like a peaceful farewell ceremony, that's what made people feel horrible. From the beginning to the end, there was only a flash of white light, and thousands of demon soldiers were killed in an instant.

"Now, I'm dead." The fingers were bent into fists and retracted, and the flying sword gradually fell.

The little girl looked at Gong Yilin in shock, as if she had discovered for the first time that the benefactor who saved her was so powerful, but, with such a high level of cultivation, why didn't she act earlier?

She just wanted to step forward to ask, but found that she couldn't move in the light circle, and the man in red changed his usual smile, his face was extremely pale, and when the flying sword landed, he staggered a little.

The little girl realized in an instant that she must have paid a huge price for using this move. It was very likely that she had overdrawn all her current strength at one time.

She raised her hand to touch the aperture, and her fingertips were almost burned by the hot aperture.

This dazzling halo is not only to protect her, but also to guard against her, in case she does something at the weakest moment of the other party.

Among them, the joints are clearly presented in the mind, but the little girl surprisingly did not feel angry. She sat cross-legged quietly in the aperture, waiting for the man in red to recover. Through the aperture, the face of the man in red was somewhat blurred, as if separated The layer of gauze was looking at the person, the little girl stretched out her hand, looked between her fingers, looked at it, and suddenly felt that it was very good.

If he can always be on guard against others, no one can get close to him, and no one can snatch him away.

……

The slender and slender fingers stretched out in mid-air, and through the gaps between the fingers, you can vaguely see the afterimage of the man in red from yesterday.

It was no longer the soft and chubby little hands of yesterday, and the shredded and messy shofar braids hung down like fine silk and satin, reaching to the waist, and that man, like in previous years, liked to watch people from a height, and his whereabouts were erratic, but his However, his gaze changed. From the moment he and the man in white looked at each other, his eyes seemed to be able to speak, and the two could communicate without words.

"Qing'er, we are demons." Emperor Yu patted her on the shoulder lightly, "Don't be sentimental, let's go crazy."

Especially this love, destined to be a mirror image.

"Finally someone can understand him," Ning Qing tried her best not to think about the scene she saw just now, "but I'm not in the slightest happy mood." She suddenly raised her eyes to look at Emperor Yu: "Back then, King Father's Gu poison was fortunately cured. , came all the way, how about I accompany my father to visit my old friends?"