Nine Desolation Youth Tour

Ruan Chongsheng, who was fascinated by the word "Shengsheng" for a moment, followed, wisely, he stopped asking about "Three Disciples", but teased: "My dear brother, you like to call me Shengsheng? Okay? , very nice, I like it very much.”

"Yeah." Jin Chonghua hooked the corners of his lips again, "Shengsheng is so good."

Now Ruan Chongsheng paused, he took a deep breath, and kept encouraging himself in his heart: It's okay, being taken advantage of by good-looking people is also taking advantage of in another sense.

Ruan Chongsheng, who decided to be taken advantage of and act obediently, continued to have no psychological burden: "Then what am I called Senior Brother? Is there another Senior Senior Senior? Then the title Senior Senior does not belong exclusively to Senior Senior..."

Jin Chonghua said to him: "Brother, head of the sect."

Ruan Chongsheng didn't react, "Huh?"

"Eldest senior brother is the head of the sect handed down by the master. It is only because the senior brother insists that the position of the master should be reserved for the master, so he has always claimed to be the head of the sect. You can call him senior brother."

Ruan Chongsheng, who was caught off guard by an explanation, reacted with a smile on his face, "Okay, then I can just call Senior Brother Senior Brother."

Before Jin Chonghua could reply, Ruan Chongsheng continued: "Then Junior Sister Li is my Junior Sister. Are there any other Junior Sisters under me? If there is no me, I will call her Junior Sister."

Jin Chonghua: "... up to you."

Huh, he doesn't seem very happy?

Is it close to the water... brothers and sisters... cough cough.

Ruan Chongsheng, who was obsessed with various storylines, was caught off guard by Jin Chonghua's slap.

It's not all about hitting, because Jin Chonghua just raised his hand and added a body shield to cover him, but when he shot... it was a little heavier.

Just right, Ruan Chongsheng fell into the arms of a big tree five steps behind him.

After knocking off a leaf, Ruan Chongsheng poohed on the ground without any image. It seemed that small particles were accidentally stuck on the tip of his tongue. No, so he smiled and said: "Brother is very skilled. Why, which little fairy do you often protect?"

Jin Chonghua replied: "Well, I'm familiar with it."

Familiar?The protective cover needs to be sealed, and such a seal is nothing more than using one's own flesh and spiritual power to resist it, which is not easy.

Ruan Chongsheng followed the heart of "don't ask what you shouldn't ask", and chose to shut up very wisely.

After a while, "What do you mean?"

Jin Chonghua looked sideways, "...There is nothing to say."

"……Oh."

The wind suddenly picked up.

Ruan Chongsheng's loss was beyond words, but Jin Chonghua suddenly said: "Wait here."

"what?"

Jin Chonghua didn't explain much, he only left him a few talismans, and he disappeared in an instant.

Ruan Chongsheng slandered: "...how about protecting me?"

He flipped through it, and the first one he saw was the sound transmission talisman.

Murong Xing and Gao Zhenfeng were walking in the forest when the former suddenly said, "What do you think of Ruan Chongsheng?"

Gao Zhenfeng kept walking, thought for a while, and said: "The strength is good."

"Just good?" Murong Xing said.

"What do you mean?"

"It can be protected by Lord Yinyang himself, and the surname is Ruan..."

"It won't be the descendants of that Tsing Yi Lord."

"Hard to say."

"...Do you think he has something to do with the Ruan family?" Gao Zhenfeng frowned, "I suspected it too, but I've never heard of such a famous person in the Ruan family. Such a young genius, how can he be unknown. And he really It's the people around my aunt."

"So it's hard to say." Murong Xing comforted him for a moment, and then said: "It's hard to say how long he stayed with Third Uncle Pei and Aunt Gao."

In other words, the true identity of this person is still in doubt.

"...You seem to care about Ruan Chongsheng?" He looked over suspiciously.

Murong Xing smiled and shook his head, "Someone cares about him, but not me."

The voice was just finished, when I heard a female voice said with a smile: "Long time no see."

It was this sentence that allowed Gao Zhenfeng to confirm the identity of the visitor.

A woman stepped out of the shadows.

This girl seems to be only twenty-eight years old, but she is also slim and beautiful, with a graceful figure and graceful gait, quite like the atmosphere of the forest.

But it was Luo Xiaoxiao, the senior sister and chief disciple of Luofenggu's generation.

Sit back and salute: "Senior Sister Luo."

Gao Zhenfeng smiled and nodded, and also called out.

Luo Xiaoxiao was about the same age as them, only a year older than her, but she had something special—a mortal girl.

This girl was adopted by the owner of Luofeng Valley at the age of 15. She first came into contact with the cultivation of immortals. She should have missed a lot of good years of practice, but she built a foundation in a very short period of time, and because of her poor life experience, she was loved by her heart. The wife of the owner of the valley recognized her as a righteous daughter and became the chief disciple of Luofenggu.

And there are usually only three or four inner sect disciples in Luofeng Valley, and the girl taken in by the Luo family couple happens to be the first in this generation to be admitted to the inner sect, so no matter how old or young they are, they must be called "Senior Sister" in the sect.

In addition to that serious young master who is obsessed with martial arts and taciturn, who will be the real ruler in Luofenggu in the future... is really an interesting question.

Luo Xiaoxiao, who was spreading the scheming outside, bent her eyes and turned half of her body sideways, "Look who I ran into."

The young man behind her smiled: "Young Master Murong, Young Master Gao."

At the same time, Ruan Chongsheng, who had been in place for a day and a night, squatted on the ground thinking about life.

Jin Chonghua left for a day in the name of "important matter".

In one day, 21 birds flew past his sight, and three butterflies stayed in front of his eyes, one of which was a magic butterfly, which he rubbed against a tree for a while, and then threw it to another colorful-winged male in heat Butterflies are lingering.It's not over yet.

Being alone, being at ease is being at ease, but without the nagging of master and aunt, being alone in a woods full of inexplicable and dangerous dangers, you can't be happy.

Ruan Chongsheng sighed, feeling like a poor little abandoned man.And without paying attention, he broke the third wooden sword he had cut out.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, Ruan Chongsheng said to himself: "Is it going to be cut again? Then the trouble is over, it's almost over, I'm still in a daze."

As he spoke, he directly made up a few arcs on the ground with his fingers.

A red light pierced his chest.

It was a hand, a jade hand with skin as thick as cream, which could be broken by blowing bullets.Just like this, the lotus arms and wrists that should have been born on the body of a boudoir beauty with a glance of love, flew towards him with the red light and penetrated into his chest cavity.

Ruan Chongsheng lowered his head and could even see the clearly visible lines on the back of his hands.

The blood just dripped like this.

A female voice behind him smiled coquettishly: "Oh, I missed it."

The girl in a cinnabar dress moved her lotus steps lightly, and her sweet and greasy voice softened half of the bones: "I'm sorry, little son, I will help you... what?"

Taking a closer look, the "blood" dripping on the ground was not blood, but spiritual power.

A red bead condensed with spiritual power?

Qin Feiji secretly thought that it was not good, and immediately turned around and pushed away eight meters away, leaning against a tree, her eyes moved back and forth in eight directions, her eyes were vigilant.

However, the next moment, laughter came from behind the tree behind her: "Girl's meeting ceremony is really unexpected."

Ruan Chongsheng drew out the sword with his right hand, and the blade touched the girl's slender neck, restricting her movement. At the same time, with a vacant grasp with his left hand, the "Ruan Chongsheng" that had been pierced turned into thousands of red dots and disappeared in an instant.

Only the remaining hand lay quietly on the ground, stained with grass chips and wood mud.

Ruan Chongsheng tilted his head, wondering in his heart: "Isn't it some kind of illusion?"

Compared with Ruan Chongsheng's complaints, Qin Feiji's calculations failed and she was taken instead, and the resentment in her heart can be imagined.

But she really couldn't move him.

She asked: "Who did you learn the puppet art from?" However, her voice was already sweet, and she sounded more like a spoiled child when she was clearly displeased. That voice...

Receive, receive.

Ruan Chongsheng coughed and said, "That's not some kind of puppet art... Hey, why did I tell you?" He suddenly realized, "Little beauty, let me tell you who you are first?"

Qin Feiji frowned, turned her head away and remained silent.

When Ruan Chongsheng looked at it carefully, he somehow felt that this girl looked very familiar.

He has always had a good memory, and if he feels familiar, he must have seen it somewhere.Such a pretty girl...

Wait, pretty?

Ruan Chongsheng blurted out: "Undead?!"

Qin Feiji's expression changed drastically, "You did it?"

What "did you do"?Suspicious clouds arose in Ruan Chongsheng's heart, and suddenly he was shocked!

A cold light crazily invaded upwards from the soles of the feet, and the frost condensed on the waist in an instant.When the sword body also started to turn ice, Ruan Chongsheng saw that Qin Feiji was fine, and immediately felt that something was wrong, and immediately forcibly abandoned the sword and retreated.

Within three steps centered on Qin Feiji, the seasons were changed suddenly, and the ground suddenly became cold with heavy snow, startling the birds flying and resting.She stood alone in the snow without touching it.The place where Ruan Chongsheng was originally standing had a half-foot layer of ice, and the cracks opened slowly.

The frost shelters the grass and trees, and white flowers fall to the ground.

Ruan Chongsheng still has the leisure to chaotic poems in his heart.

Someone came on frost.

As soon as the man in blue appeared, Flying Snow out of thin air was like a bard boy meeting a fair lady. Qingxue didn't dare to touch his clothes, and surrounded him eagerly, making his brows and eyes clearer, independent of the high mountains and full of snow, isolated The world of mortals.

He said, "Ruan Chongsheng."

Ruan Chongsheng looked along and saw a face.

He is like snow.

The wind and snow brushed against the blue hair like continuous fluff, staining the eyelashes, those eyes were icy and clear, it looked like a snowman turned into a spirit, as if a gust of wind could dissolve the illusion in front of him.