The whole cultivation world regards me as a group favorite [Crossing Books]

Rong Rong's face was calm, and after a while, he smiled lightly and said, "First, it's me. Second, I don't know about it. Third...it's easy."

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As soon as he said this, the familiar bastard spirit of Bei Cang Mojun faintly returned.

Ye Huaiyao laughed angrily at success: "The devil... is it too much?"

Rong Wang said: "Then Yun Qi-jun wants to hear what I have to say? After Yu Henjun died, you were the first person to arrive. You saw me at the scene, and you also saw Yu Henjun's body. Could it be that I didn't kill the person, so I can recognize it in vain?"

The two of them have different positions, and they have never confronted each other. They are both people who have lived a thousand years. The conflicts, big and small, cannot be resolved even in three days and three nights. However, the most direct trigger of the great battle back then was Xuantian The death of Yu Henjun, the deputy head of Lou Yiming's sub-rudder.

The Xuantian Building is very powerful, and its sub-rudders are all over the world, and the number of sub-rudder masters and principals is too numerous to count. Ye Huaiyao, as a wise saint, was originally remembered by no one.

But I don't know if it's a coincidence or on purpose, the day Rong Huang killed someone happened to happen to pass by the local branch, and he was listening to music in a nearby restaurant when he heard a subordinate report that the demons were coming.

After Ye Huaiyao arrived, he found that Yu Henjun, the deputy director of the sub-rudder, had fallen to the ground not far from the sub-rudder and died, and the one who appeared on the scene was the Beicang Demon Lord Rong Huang.

The two fought against each other, just as Rong Wang said, with Ye Huaiyao's understanding of him, it is natural to know that this person is definitely not pretending.

Afterwards, Rong fled away in a hurry, after passing through the Xuantian Building, no one was injured, only Yu Henjun died, and his death was quite strange.

The majestic Beicang Demon Monarch came to a sub-helm in person, the purpose could never be to kill a small vice-principal, not to mention that Ming Sheng is still staying here.

At that time, there were different opinions, and some even said that this was some kind of sorcery by the demons, deliberately plotting to harm Mingsheng and overthrow Xuantian Tower.

When something like this happened, Xuantianlou naturally had to investigate clearly.

Xuantian Tower has always been the master of the Holy Fa, and the Holy Master of the Ming, and now Ye Huaiyao asked Rong Wang to meet at Yaotai in Nanjiang just to clarify this matter.

When the two met, they had an argument without saying a few words, and they started fighting.

However, Ye Huaiyao didn't expect that there would be a problem with his physical condition, and he didn't expect that instead of taking the opportunity to kill him, there was such a chaos between the two of them.

The bad thing is that this is not over yet. After a night of spring dinner, other people will either talk to each other from the bottom of their hearts, or break up their friendship. Even if the relationship is as special as he and Rong Wang, if they sleep with each other, there must be some explanation.

As a result, Ye Huaiyao's waist was sore and his back hurt, his whole body was weak, and his mind was not fully awake, when suddenly the ground collapsed, and the entire Yaotai they were in collapsed, piercing into the underworld.

The vast rain of blood was accompanied by the pouring down of gravel, and thousands of evil spirits struggled out of the dilapidated dungeon, moving around and biting, and the spirit power was eroded by the spirit of death, dragging them all the way to the depths of hell. .

In the chaos, Ye Huaiyao instinctively held his sword.

No matter what the situation is, he still has the determination to fight with the sword until the last moment, and this time is no exception.

Ye Huaiyao didn't know what was wrong with his body, although after some entanglement with Rong Wang, the hotness was relieved, but his internal breath was stagnant, and his spiritual power was still unable to function.

Now the Yaotai collapsed, and a big hole was smashed out of the underworld. Although the broken stones couldn't kill them, the resentful spirit that escaped was quite terrible.

For the current plan, the only way to reduce the subsequent impact as much as possible is to explode the spiritual veins.

Just as Ye Huaiyao was about to make a move, he suddenly felt a burst of coercion around him, sweeping across the entire space like a flood bursting an embankment, and the wailing of ghosts suddenly became louder, and then he was forcibly sealed back to the underworld.

What he had to do was preempted by others, he turned around suddenly, and was pulled into an embrace, and pressed to a temporarily safe place under the cliff.

The Yaotai is still collapsing, the ground under his feet is shaking, his ears are rumbling, the face of Rong Huan opposite is pale, but his lips are covered with blood, the bright red is dazzling.

Ye Huaiyao grabbed him and asked, "What are you doing?!"

Rong Zhuang laughed, lowered his hands, closed his open skirt, and carefully fastened Ye Huaiyao's crumpled belt again.

"This battle, I lost again." Rong Hua's voice sounded a little unreal tenderness, "I can never beat you."

Ye Huaiyao wanted to say something, but at this moment, the ground suddenly sank, and the whole world was plunged into darkness.

His greatest enemy in this life, before the destruction came, the last thing he did was to help him tidy up his clothes, and the last sentence he said was nonsensical - "I can never beat you".

No wonder the world says he is crazy, what is this if he is not a lunatic?

Later, after he regained his memory, he also recalled this scene many times, and almost felt that it was his own hallucination.

It was precisely because of this that when he came back this time, Ye Huaiyao came to Lihentian in person without waiting for his injuries to heal, and asked Rong Wang this question again.

But the attitude of the other party is still not to enter the oil and salt, deliberately draw a clear line, and make it clear that they do not want to cooperate.

In his heart... what was he thinking?

"Yun Qi-jun, as I said just now, you and I have never been fellow travelers. What I did, naturally has my purpose, and it is impossible to tell you clearly. All in all, if you want to seek revenge for Yu Henjun, just let go Come here, if you remember the so-called life-saving grace and want to give me, a bloody devil, a chance—"

Rong Zhuang raised his brows, and said with a smile: "It's not necessary, and I'm not doing it for you."

Rao Ye Huaiyao's temperament cultivation has been cultivated to the extreme, and he is usually called a "sage" by countless fans, but at this time he is finally defeated by this deadly moral success.

He closed his eyes and his face darkened: "Devil Lord Beicang, Yu Henjun is from my Xuantian Building, and the truth of his death has been delayed for 18 years. Since Ye is here today, he will definitely tell me the truth about his death." If you make the whole thing clear, if you don't say it... Huh, the battle at Yaotai back then is not over yet!"

Rong Wang sat quietly, his figure seemed to have stabilized.He had one hand on the table and the other on his knee, but now the hand on his knee was clenched into a fist, and the whitish finger bones could be seen.

After a while, he took a deep look at Ye Huaiyao and said, "Then, come on."

As soon as the words fell, two top figures in the world shot at the same time!

The two of them have known each other for many years and have also played for many years, so they know each other's skills like the back of their hands.

Rong Fan didn't hold a weapon in his hand, Ye Huaiyao didn't even fan out, and directly slapped him in the face, and the strong wind hit his face directly.

Rong Wang took Ye Huaiyao's attack aside with his side of the chair, the black hair on his cheeks was stirred by his palm, and suddenly fluttered in the air, at the same time, he pointed parallel to Ye Huaiyao's ribs .

Ye Huaiyao's palm has not yet landed, his castration changes abruptly, his wrist sinks, his five fingers stretch out, he pokes down quickly, and buckles Rong Hua's wrist.

He shouted at the same time: "I'm a guest from afar, I've already got up, and the Demon Lord is still sitting peacefully, don't you think it's a bit impolite?"

When the words came out, Ye Huaiyao's feet swept across at the same time, and the stone chair Rong Wang was sitting on had already cracked twice, and suddenly shattered under Ming Sheng's true power.

Rong Huang jumped up, smiled lightly, and said: "Mr. Yunqi always laughs and talks when he sees others, but every time he comes back to me, he is very angry, it really makes people feel uncomfortable."

He leaped into the air, his movement was like wind and fog, erratic, and while he was being pulled by his hand, he was surrounded by light, and the surrounding clouds turned into brocade ribbons, spreading all over the sky, and surrounded Ye Huaiyao.

Ye Huaiyao laughed: "I made peace with you. If you don't show face, the wicked will sue first?"

At the end of his speech, his smile suddenly disappeared, he pointed his finger, and the sword energy burst out, the streamer broke through the encirclement, and a golden sword mark appeared in the air, and then suddenly surged!

At this time, the setting sun was getting dark, Ye Huaiyao's move, but it seemed that the sky was suddenly filled with sun, the clouds were scorched by fire, the golden light burst, twisted thousands of purple clouds, and scattered in all directions.

The flowing light and beautiful shadows fell together with Ye Huaiyao's fluttering sleeves. Looking at the remaining flowers through the afterglow, it was really elegant and romantic, too beautiful to behold.

Under such an overwhelming offensive, I'm afraid that someone else would have been flustered and had nowhere to hide, but Rong Huang was elusive, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

His sigh echoed faintly in the air: "Oh, why don't I want to live in peace with you? It's just that you and I have different paths, how can Mr. Yunqi understand my difficulties."

His words sounded like he was complaining, but the actual tone was raised, with a playful and provocative meaning, which sounded utterly hateful.

Ye Huaiyao said: "Forget it, I'm not interested in your difficulties at all!"

There was no more sound around.

In the middle of the fight, the enemy is gone. This is simply the most terrible situation.

Ye Huaiyao didn't panic, he just paused for a moment, and then he stretched out the folding fan on his waist, and hit it directly towards his side.

The real power collided, and Rong Wang's figure suddenly appeared.

He didn't rush, smiled lightly, followed Ye Huaiyao's offensive and turned around, avoiding the sharp edge.

Immediately, Rong Huan's finger flattened a little on the fan, and his whole body followed the inertia of the two people's true strength, and instantly turned behind Ye Huaiyao.

His body skills have always been treacherous, and these moves are even more elusive, erratic and subtle.

Ye Huaiyao was extremely clever, and after several rounds, he had already seen through the rules. Seeing that Rong Huan had disappeared again, he turned his mind and slammed back directly.

He guessed right, at this time, Rong Huang was turning behind Ye Huaiyao.

Both of them have just returned, and their skills and physical condition have not yet fully recovered, so Rong Huan himself is fine with it, but for Ye Huaiyao, on the one hand, he is unwilling to fight with each other, and on the other hand, he is also worried that Ye Huaiyao will use it because of using it. I feel uncomfortable due to too much zhenqi, so I have always avoided confrontation.

If it weren't for the fact that this secret couldn't be uttered, why would he be willing to hide it like this?

After all, the skills of the two are on par, and they are even in the same state of battle damage. If they really fight face to face, it is possible to fight for seven days and seven nights without stopping.

But Rong Wang didn't expect Ye Huaiyao to make such a sudden move.

Originally, he was not powerless to resist, but Ye Huaiyao suddenly bumped into him like this, as if he wanted to lean into his arms on purpose.

Rong Lu knew in his heart that this was a contest, but his mind flickered, he didn't dodge at that moment, instead he opened his hands in a strange way, and welcomed the opponent into his arms.

The warm body, the shallow breathing, and the faint tea fragrance in front of the sleeves and the front of the sleeves when the sleeves are fluttering, are all really the appearance of his passionate love for thousands of years.

At that moment, it seemed that everything outside the body dimmed into a blurred background, leaving only entangled limbs, uncontrolled heartbeat, fear and obsession, reluctance and reluctance.

For a moment, it seems that time stands still, ten thousand years have passed in the blink of a finger, and the soul is in awe.

Ye Huaiyao was also taken aback.He originally guessed that Rong Huan walked around behind him, in order to prevent the opponent from making a surprise attack, he acted first, and slammed backwards while fitting his left elbow.

Such an attack, either dodge it, or defuse it with the same shot, it was not difficult to deal with it at first, but who knows what kind of medicine this crazy demon lord suddenly took, and he stretched out his hand to hug him?

Isn't this looking for a beating?

Even if it was Ye Huaiyao who didn't want to fight, it was too late to close the move, Rong Wang's hug just met his backward elbow, there was a muffled sound, before the hug was real, the two had already separated.

Rong Huang coughed a few times, his heart ached from the beating, he swallowed the blood foam in his mouth, and smiled instead: "Good move."

Ye Huaiyao was speechless when the fight could be fought like this: "What the hell are you doing, are you still distracted at this time?"

The corners of Rong Zhuan's lips curled up a little, it's hard to tell whether it's irony or bitterness: "I—"

what can i saySaid that I am not distracted, but that I am fascinated after seeing you, and I only think about you, even if I am beaten, I am happy?

Even if he dared to say it, Ye Huaiyao wouldn't believe it.

"I was just negligent for a while." Rong Wang said, "Mr. Yun Qi, come again?"

Ye Huaiyao snorted, this time he just folded the fan and turned it into a sword, it's going to be real.

Rong Wang was reluctant to use his sword, but he also knew in his heart that if he gave Ye Huaiyao the illusion of being perfunctory and negligent, the other party would be even more unhappy.

So he swung his sleeves and swept away, and a slender and narrow sword with a bright red body also appeared in his hand.

A famous sword must be defeated, but it has never been defeated when it is unsheathed.On weekdays, Rong Huang used a broad sword called "Wang Hen" until 18 years ago when Yaotai was shocked and Wang Hen was broken and hadn't had time to repair it, so he didn't carry it with him and replaced it with this one.

Even Ye Huaiyao had been fighting with him for so many years, and it was the first time he saw that he was bound to be defeated.Legend has it that this sword was made by the famous master swordsmith Zhu Wufeng. It is obviously made of excellent materials and craftsmanship, but it has never won a game since it was unsheathed, and it is considered unlucky.

Later, I don’t know why, after this sword disappeared for more than 2000 years, it ran into the hands of the demon lord Rong Huan, probably because the demon lord is more unlucky than a sword, and he will be defeated in every life. From then on, the legend Whoever uses the sword who loses will become the leader of the magic soldiers.

Ye Huaiyao could only feel the floating rainbow in his hand buzzing, as if he couldn't wait to see his opponent, he didn't say any more, and raised his sword, and attacked Rong Huan again.

This time, both sides admitted the truth, but for a while, neither of them could do anything to the other, and on the contrary, there was no room to speak.

Ye Huaiyao's people seem to be riding the wind, their swords are about to fly, and they are as graceful as a fairy, but Rong Huang's sword is treacherous and cold, cold and stern.

The swords and shadows were intertwined here, and before the winner could be decided, Ye Huaiyao suddenly felt a very strong evil spirit approaching from not far away.

He was suddenly alerted. He thought it was Rong Fan who was playing tricks, but his eyes flicked past the other person's face, and Ye Huaiyao found that Rong Fan's expression was also a little surprised.

The two swords parted, and they jumped to both sides in a tacit understanding. At the same time, they saw a shirtless man walking towards them with a big knife on his shoulder.

"That is--"

Ye Huaiyao recognized the other party at a glance: "The guy who gambled in the restaurant?"

Rong Huang couldn't speak because he was wearing a vest, but he also recognized that the person who came was the ocher-clothed man who had lost the bet with Ye Huaiyao before, or he should be called the shirtless man now.

Rong Huan recalled for a moment, and vaguely remembered that his companion, Fatty, called him Yan Kang.

Before Ye Huaiyao came over, he had already subdued him and ordered his subordinates to lock him up, but he didn't know how this man broke free from the heavy restraints, and came here again.

Ye Huaiyao shouted: "You—"

As soon as he uttered the word, the other party said nothing, and with a whoosh, the big knife in his hand slashed at Ye Huaiyao. The knife was so decisive that it caused the surrounding air to form a small vortex.

This time even Rong Wang, who was outside of his attack, could see that this person did not know what magic technique was used, and his skill seemed to have suddenly increased several times compared to before.

From the beginning when this man gambled, this matter was full of strangeness, he frowned slightly, Ye Huaiyao didn't dodge or dodge, went directly to meet him, raised his sword to hold the opponent's blade.

Mingsheng's temperament is humorous, generous, and gentle. No matter how chic and sharp his sword moves are, he can't get rid of his natural elegance when dancing.

While stabbing his sword, he turned a sword flower, under the alternate care of the afterglow and the moonlight, it was like a flower bud suddenly bursting into anger, the leaves overlapped, and the true energy surged wildly.

When the swords collided, dazzling sparks were produced from the friction between the blades. Immediately, the man in ocher clothes backed up several steps in a row, and there were little scratches on the edge of the blade, which was about to shatter.

In the blink of an eye, without knowing what happened, the broken marks miraculously disappeared.

The man in ocher clothes stared straight at Ye Huaiyao, and suddenly mechanically spit out six low words: "If you beat me, you will die."

"This time, I will bet my life with you!"

After saying a word, he swung his saber again, using exactly the same move as before.

This person seemed to have turned into a walking corpse with a hollow soul, making people feel hairy for no reason.

Ye Huaiyao frowned slightly, this time he made a feint, circled around the opponent's blade, raised his finger to the forehead of the man in ocher clothes, and shouted: "Wake up!"

In fact, no matter how powerful the opponent is, he doesn't pay much attention to him. The big problem with his confidant is Rong Wang, who looks like he is leisurely watching the battle. It is always on guard against Rong's plotting.

Ye Huaiyao's performance was so obvious, Rong Wang saw it in his eyes, just raised his lips and smiled, and was about to say something, when the corner of his eye accidentally caught something abnormal, his face changed instantly.

Here, Ye Huaiyao realized that there was something wrong with the mind of the man in ocher clothes. He pointed at Yintang acupoint between his eyebrows, and spiritual energy poured in, dispelling the demon in the opponent's heart in a blink of an eye.

Seeing the straight eyes of the man in ocher clothes gradually regain clarity, Ye Huaiyao was about to ask him what he was crazy about when he came over, when Rong who was beside him suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"

He always smiled lightly, and rarely spoke so loudly. These two words seemed to tremble slightly. At that moment, Ye Huaiyao couldn't help but look back in amazement—he felt that this It's not like words that can come out of your mouth calmly.

But at the same time, Ye Huaiyao also sensed where the devil's rare panic came from.

The moment the ocher-clothed man regained his sanity and was about to speak, a huge gust of saber wind suddenly struck from behind Ye Huaiyao.

Before Fengmang came to the front, the surroundings were already dark, with flying sand and rocks, and the ground shook violently, as if he had returned to the scene of Yaotai collapse in an instant.

Although the wind of the knife came quickly, it was not difficult for Ye Huaiyao to avoid it, but at this moment he was standing opposite the man in ocher clothes, if he dodged, the other party would definitely become a target.

Ye Huaiyao's face remained unchanged, and he pressed his fingers hard, and the finger that was originally on the opponent's Yintang used this force to push the man in ocher clothes out.

At the same time, the Floating Rainbow Sword held in the other hand slammed, and the sword's edge glowed, and it went up against the wind.

In an instant, there are thousands of spring scenes, like thousands of flowers in full bloom, soft and graceful, but there is a strong force in it, and the powerful and unparalleled wind of the knife is resolved in a blink of an eye.

However, the shaking of the mountain did not decrease at all. On the contrary, it became more violent because of the collision of two forces. The rubble and the hurricane rose together, and the same thing hit again from the opposite direction.

Rong Wang knew Ye Huaiyao's temper, he felt sorry for the flowers, plants and spirit beasts on this mountain, and wanted to use his strength to resist and prevent them from destroying them.But if you don't care about yourself like this, it will be troublesome if the old injury recurs.

Rong Huan fit himself together and rushed forward, the blood on the Defeating Sword suddenly glowed, the whole body was dark red, and the mighty force entered the sea like a river.

He froze his wrist, thrust the sword edge into the ground forcefully, then put his arms around Ye Huaiyao's waist, rolled him on the spot, and dodged to the side.

When Ye Huaiyao was forcibly torn away by Rong Huang, the huge force he withstood just now appeared, the surrounding ground shook, and the blades piled on top of each other. in two halves.

It doesn't matter how the sky collapses outside, Rong Huang just looked at the person in his arms, and after confirming that it was just a false alarm and nothing like what happened back then, he let out a panicky sigh of relief.

Then he saw Ye Huaiyao raised his eyes and looked at himself quietly.

The other party hadn't said anything yet, Rong Fan had already withdrawn his arm around him obediently and wittily, even with a bit of nervousness and awkwardness in his movements.

Paranoid people often have a hard time resigning themselves to the mercy of time.Over the years, he has grown from a boy who had nothing and was bullied by others, to a demon king who makes people change his face. Even if he is surrounded by powerful enemies, he can talk and laugh happily without changing his face.

But only when facing Ye Huaiyao every time, he still faithfully retained the original inferiority, cowardice and bewilderment.

This man is the only god in his eyes.As long as he is in the world, Rong Wang feels that his contemptible and disgraceful life still has the value of existence, and there is still a small piece of light in his already desperate and ignorant heart, giving him a warm appearance.

But longing for the scorching sun, can you dream of holding the sun in your arms?He was obsessed almost crazily, yet he clearly understood that he was not worthy of such desire.

Ye Huai is far away from him, probably like a homeless vagabond looking at the treasures enshrined in the street shop, looking forward to it, thinking that it is the wonderful essence of the world, as long as he stays at the shop door every day With just one glance, I feel the infinite power of Chong'an in my heart.

But if one day, someone told him, Hey, this baby is yours, what would he think?

I was afraid that I didn't dare to pick up the connection, and I had to rub my hands on my clothes again and again, so I replied reluctantly: "I think... let's forget it. Put it here, baby... all It's going to be a waste."

Rong Huan subconsciously moved his body back again. Ye Huaiyao really didn't know how to react, so the expression on his face was very strange. He stood up while supporting the big willow tree that was crooked by half, and looked at Rong Take a blind eye.

The author has something to say: Yaoyao: "What are you doing! Fighting is still taking advantage of me! I don't think the readers are molesting me enough! ╭(╯^╰)╮"

Yesterday's comment section was too aggressive. I didn't expect that just a few words could make all the ladies have so many associations, so I'm convinced.