Rujing

Jiang Rujing started a life of being held in the Du'er ice spring every day and not allowed to get up.His disciple Qiu Shanwen, who was accepted by his senior brother Mo Rulin, would pour a basket of pure medicine stones into the spring every day, using this ice spring as a medicine jar.

Jiang Rujing didn't care about the story of this young man, she just felt that her senior had forced an apprentice over for no apparent reason, and she didn't know what to do.

Rattler came over every seven days, a bunch of needles were stuck on his body, and formations were drawn all over his back.

Mr. Feiyu disappeared immediately.

Zhan Yue came to see him occasionally, saw his gaze lingering behind him, and couldn't help laughing: "That kid is not bad! The bell rattle gave him a list of medicinal materials, and he took a look and left without saying a word. I found it, no, it's been almost two months, and I haven't come back yet!" Then his eyes suddenly became teasing, and he leaned over gossip and asked, "Are you worried?"

Jiang Rujing meditated with her eyes closed and ignored him.

He didn't know what he was thinking, so he sat by himself and laughed for a while, and then said: "However, the former young master of the Demon Sect reappeared in the Tianyuan Realm, and this incident has caused quite a stir in the Tianyuan Realm recently. The demon gates are starting to move, and I don’t know if he can handle it.”

When he said this, his eyes kept staring at Jiang Rujing, as if he wanted to read a long and lingering story from that calm face.

In the end, he leaned over again, but his expression was extremely serious: "Rujing, what is his relationship with you?"

Jiang Rujing finally opened her eyes slowly, the pupils were as beautiful as ever, but they were no longer clean and pure, but filled with haze at the bottom.

"He..." Jiang Rujing spoke slowly, her voice brightened for a moment, and then fell into a darker vortex.

"I don't want to enter your demon gate! You brought me here forcibly, you villain!" At that time, Jiang Rujing had just been brought back to the demon palace by the young master Fei Yujun of the demon sect. Everyone rushed forward to confront each other, and after Fei Yujun sealed his dantian and locked them in the small courtyard, he even resorted to hunger strike.

Although Mr. Feiyu is young, his means and mind are extremely sophisticated, so how can he be afraid of his small tricks?

"Hasn't he been bigu a long time ago? If you don't eat it, don't eat it. Let him go, as long as people watch it." Mr. Feiyu was dealing with the affairs assigned by his master, the master of the Demon Sect, Mr. Xiuwei. , while chuckling. "Ah, yes, since that's the case, remove all the things in the small yard. Those furniture, mattresses, etc. should be burned! Ah, the house should be demolished!"

At that time, he was still the Feiyu Lord who had no past memory, the leader of the Demon Sect, the stunningly talented, gentle and elegant Mr. Pianpian, the dream lover of countless women from the Demon Sect and even the Dao Sect.

During Jiang Rujing's hunger strike, even the soft bed and a cleaner seat were gone. The whole small courtyard was in ruins, and there was no one. One step out of the small courtyard, all the true energy in his body was locked again, and he couldn't even protect himself from the cold. It was really desolate and desolate in the night wind.

One night two months later, he finally couldn't stand it any longer, so he climbed up the only peach tree that hadn't been demolished crying, picked a sour and small green peach, and took a bite. , crying loudly in an instant.

The 14-year-old boy was forcibly taken away and abused in this way. He regretted why he sneaked out in the first place.

If he was still in the sect, who would dare to treat him like this?He must be dressed warmly, fed well, and practiced sword happily—unlike here, that old Fei Yu thief withheld his Light Rainbow Sword and refused to let him touch it.

Wearing a dirty robe, the young man curled up in a small ball on the tree, holding a bitten little peach tightly in his fist, choking with tears.

The man did not know when he came under the tree, and when he lifted his finger, the off-white cloak flew up and fell on the young man in the dark night.

The young man raised his head with red eyes, seeing this person who kept saying that he wanted to accept him as a disciple and treat him well, but in fact he was bullying him, a burst of grievance surged up, and he cried even worse.

The man's light blond hair was glowing with moonlight, his face was gentle and handsome, but his eyes were shining with a light that was half doting and half mischievous, "Little guy, I'm going on a hunger strike, but I'm crying here!"

The young man cried miserably, and couldn't even bother to reply to his words.

He smiled, with tiny starlight in his eyes, falling into the boy's tightly clenched fist, "What is this?" He stretched out his hand, gently opened the boy's hand, and took out the bitten acid inside. Peach, "Puchi" laughed, "I haven't eaten a peach for many years, do you mind if I try it?" As he spoke, he took a bite from the other side of the peach that hadn't been bitten, and then his whole handsome face wrinkled Standing up, he shouted loudly, "I'm afraid this is a fake peach!"

The boy looked at him with a funny expression, and he stopped crying unknowingly, but there were still many tears hanging on his face, which looked a little cute, and made people want to bully him even more.

Feiyu-jun stretched out his hand, motioning for Jiang Rujing to jump down, "Come on, I'll take you to eat real peaches."

Jiang Rujing arrogantly turned her head away and snorted.

The next moment, a thin rope that glowed with lightning but did not hurt anyone was tied around his waist, and then he slowly floated up. Mr. Feiyu laughed under the tree, looking very happy .

He just took Jiang Rujing like a kite and went out, relying on his feet, ran for more than ten miles, touched the yard of Zisu, the master of magic herbal medicine, and swept all the spiritual fruits in the yard with Jiang Rujing Then, he ran back to the deserted little yard.

"Is it delicious?" The man hugged Jiang Rujing back to the tree and lay down on his stomach, then raised his head and asked with a smile under the tree.

Jiang Rujing was stuffed with spiritual fruit in his mouth, so he couldn't speak clearly for a while, and said vaguely: "That's right, it's not peaches!"

Mr. Feiyu was surprised, "Why is this not a peach?"

Jiang Rujing said: "Taozi is not like this!"

Fei Yu-jun nonchalantly snatched the spiritual fruit from Jiang Rujing's arms and took a bite, then asked, "What is that peach?"

Jiang Rujing pointed to the peach pit on the ground that Mr. Fei Yu had just thrown away, and said, "The one you ate just now is a peach."

Mr. Feiyu raised his finger, and the peach pit flew up slowly, circled Jiang Rujing a few times in the air, and then slapped the peach pit away, saying: "It wasn't originally called a peach, because you called it a peach. It's a peach, it's a peach."

Jiang Rujing was stupefied by this strange reasoning for a moment, saying "but" for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Feiyu carried him down from the tree, rubbed his hair, and said, "Just like you, you were not my disciple at first, but you became a disciple because I called you 'disciple'." I am Feiyu-Jun's apprentice."

Jiang Rujing retorted blankly, "It's, it's not..."

Mr. Feiyu carried him directly to his palace, and slapped the young man on the forehead, "Master speaks, disciples are not allowed to refute."

From that day on, everyone in the Demon Sect knew that their young master, Lord Feiyu, had an additional apprentice.

Oh, a crying, dirty apprentice.

Feiyu-jun's swordsmanship and Taoism are both excellent. I wanted to ask Jiang Rujing if he wanted to learn swordsmanship or Taoism. When he saw the light rainbow sword hanging on the wall of his room, he was taken aback, then smiled, and said to himself Said: "Such an indomitable and pure and straightforward personality, I am afraid that sword learning is suitable for him."

Sure enough, Jiang Rujing took back the Light Rainbow Sword, and was so happy that she forgot that she had had a dark (one-sided) argument with Mr. Feiyu the night before, so she eagerly held the sword and looked at Mr. Feiyu with fiery eyes.

Mr. Fei Yu smiled kindly, and then beat him up violently.

The next day, Jiang Rujing's wounds were still not healed, so she cleaned herself up, and went to beat her up with her sword again.

This time Fei Yujun rejected him, saying: "You fight with my subordinates first, and come to me after you win." After saying that, he pointed to the courtyard, a hundred warriors were already waiting there, their momentum was overwhelming.

Feiyu-jun smiled, slowly opened the scroll, and watched the little girl Jiang Rujing puff her chest, and walked out.

After Jiang Rujing was beaten for a month in a row, he asked Mr. Feiyu: "Some of them have higher cultivation level than them, why would I still lose to them?"

Without further ado, Mr. Feiyu took out his Xuanji sword and stood in front of Jiang Rujing with full momentum. The sword intent that split mountains and crossed seas seemed to come from ancient times, shaking the young Jiang Rujing's legs soft , kneeling in front of that resolute and invincible sword intent.

"Rujing... Rujing?" Zhan Yue called out to him, and finally called him out of his memories.

Just as a resolute sword light came from the sky, the visitor landed on the edge of the pool in a dusty manner.

Jiang Rujing opened her mouth, and asked in a daze, "I am obviously stronger than him, why do I lose to him again and again?"

Mr. Fei Yu was startled, then seemed to think of something, and then seemed to think of something, a relaxed smile gradually appeared on his face.

He's trying to get back on his feet, which is good enough, isn't it?

So he answered him, just like back then——

"You need to shape a sword heart and create a sword intent."

The author has something to say:

There will be another world after Tianyuan ends.

Specifically... anyway, I just don't spoil it!