I am also courting Bai Yueguang today

Wen Xia was startled, "When did this happen, why didn't I know?!" In just one night, he entered Suqiantai directly from the outer door?

Jun Ling glanced at him and walked out, Wen Xia quickly followed with an umbrella, and asked, "Miao Yinqing, why did you leave me at Suqiantai..."

Jun Ling paused and said, "You don't want to?"

"I..." Wen Xia's brows were slightly frowned, and his expression changed suddenly for some reason.He looked at Jun Lingchen with a strange expression, and asked in a probing tone: "Mr. Miaoyinqing, do you...do you want to accept me as your apprentice?"

It's no wonder that he wants to think this way, it's really because the former Jun Lingshen really had the idea of ​​accepting him as a disciple.

So now recalling the scene of last night, why after he broke into Suqiantai and was discovered, Jun Lingshen, instead of being angry, gave him a pair of shoes to rest on his bed, and returned them to him when he got up this morning After bandaging the wound on his foot, he was given a spirit weapon umbrella.

All these strange signs, if Jun Lingshen wanted to accept him as a disciple, then everything would make sense.

Although this Yun Guzhen's cultivation level is not very good, but his own talent is not bad, he can be regarded as outstanding among a bunch of disciples, it is still reasonable to be considered by Jun Lingchen as his disciple.

But the person under Yun Guzhen's skin now is Wen Yang!How could he be Jun Lingchen's apprentice, even if he was killed!

If he becomes Jun Lingshen's apprentice, then he and Jun Lingshen will only be called master and apprentice in the future. Isn't this forcing his little thoughts to die?

No, say nothing!

Without waiting for Jun Lingshen to answer, Wen Xia quickly said: "I will not be your apprentice, nor will I stay in Suqiantai, I will leave now!"

After that, he held an umbrella and ran towards the gate as if flying.

Wen Xia's speech and actions can be said to be done in one go, and she ran all the way to the middle of the mountain and stopped when she couldn't run anymore.

He rejected Jun Lingchen face-to-face, but the other party unexpectedly did not chase him out. He failed to sneak away last night, but he did not expect to run out openly and aboveboard under the other party's nose.

After taking a few breaths, Wen Xia continued to rush down the mountain, and didn't think too deeply about the matter. For him now, as long as he can't be Jun Lingshen's apprentice, then everyone will be happy.

He ran back to the outer door in a hurry, afraid that Jun Ling would chase him too hard and take him back to Suqiantai to make him his apprentice.

Today seemed to be a holiday, and the disciples of the outer sect were rarely free. They didn't have to do tedious chores, and they didn't burn out from the boring practice. Instead, they sat around under the eaves, chatting with great interest.

It was like this when Wen Xier rushed to the courtyard, but he was very annoyed by the fact that Jun Lingshen wanted to accept him as an apprentice, and he didn't have the heart to join these disciples in talking nonsense, and was about to go back to the While in the room, someone stopped him suddenly, "Is this Sijun coming back?"

Wen Xiaer nodded to the man and was about to go back to the room, but a group of disciples suddenly stepped forward and surrounded him, "You really miss you, Mr. Miaoyinqing sent someone to take you away today, we thought Never see you again!"

Wen Xia laughed a few times, "Where, where..."

"Sijun, you've become a phoenix by flying on a branch! You usually look silent and silent, but you didn't expect to be favored by Lord Miaoyinqing all of a sudden. It really impressed us..."

Hearing this, Wen Xiayou thought of the fact that Jun Lingshen wanted to take him in as a disciple, and panicked like a cat scratching her head. After a few casual promises, she rushed out of the crowd and went straight back to the room. After closing the door, she communicated with the outside world. The chattering noise was cut off for a moment, and then he let out a long sigh of relief.

He put the umbrella away, smoothed the folds of the umbrella carefully, and put it on the table. He was about to lie down on the bed and think about how to make Jun Lingshen dispel the idea of ​​accepting him as an apprentice, when another intermittent sound came from outside. conversation.

The disciples gathered under the eaves were not in a good mood at the moment.

They generally have low cultivation and mediocre aptitude, and have no hope of entering the inner sect. They have been miscellaneous disciples in the outer sect for more than ten years, and they are still here now just to seek the way.

Today, I happened to hear that disciple Sijun, who had only been in the outer sect for a few days, was favored by Mr. Miaoyinqing to go to Suqiantai, which stirred up waves in their respective hearts.

Who is Mr. Miaoyinqing?

That is the star in the sky, the bright moon in the water, a person they have never been able to match in their entire lives.

But Na Sijun is an incompetent sick child who was able to sneak into the outer sect by relying on his reputation as a master of immortality, they really look down on him from the bottom of their hearts.

The two should be in the sky and the earth, but now because of Miaoyinqingjun's order, let this sick child leap into the sky in one step, and let them stay in the outer gate for more than ten years without seeing their bright future. Willingly.

One of the disciples said indignantly: "Beginning to put on airs as an inner disciple before joining Lord Miaoyinqing's sect is really displeasing to the eye..." This naturally refers to the fact that they just sent them back straight away. Wen Xia from the room.

"Keep your voice down, he's inside, if he hears it, go and sue you in front of Miaoyinqing-jun, it will be a disaster!"

After hearing this, the disciple's arrogance did not decrease but increased, and he deliberately raised his voice again, "Suggesting such a shameless thing can only be done by women. Look at how weak he is all day long, and I don't know Mr. Miaoyinqing. Where do you fall in love with him, which one of us surrounded by such a large group of people is not better than that sick man?"

"Stop talking, you've said too much..." Someone dissuaded him.

But this disciple is obviously not one to listen to persuasion. The more others persuaded him, the more vigorous he became, and he began to speak indiscriminately, "If I want to say that he used some tricks or Mr. Miaoyinqing has bad eyesight..."

Someone in the crowd gasped a few times, obviously because the disciple mentioned some restricted area.

"It hasn't been a day or two since Mr. Miaoyinqing was blind in his left eye. He chose that sick man because of his poor eyesight. You don't think so..."

The door on one side of the corridor was kicked violently and made a loud noise, which suddenly interrupted his high-pitched speech.

Everyone's eyes followed the sound of the door--

With a gloomy face, Wen Xia walked quickly towards the crowd without saying a word, pushed aside the wall of people in front of him with one hand, and kicked the kneecap of the swearing disciple.

His kick was fast and hard, the disciple who kicked was caught off guard, there was a cracking sound from his joints, and he knelt down on the ground with his knees on the ground.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at Wen Xiaer in disbelief, "You..."

Wen Xia'er raised her fist and punched him in the face again. He was knocked down by the punch, his mind was buzzing, and it took him a long time to recover. A stream of rust just gushed out of his mouth Only then did he realize his situation, "Are you crazy?!"

He was knocked down by the opponent's blow, and he was unable to fight back, and his anger also rose. He stood up and was about to fight back, when his body was suddenly covered by a black shadow.

Wen Xia'er stepped on the kneecap of his right leg and crushed it hard.

The joints creaked, and severe pain spread all over the body, "...Ahhhh!"

He let out a cry of pain, his body bent into a distorted arc due to the pain, beads of sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead uninterruptedly, and his expression became ferocious.

Wen Xia looked down at him expressionlessly, and the strength under her feet suddenly increased.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he yelled at the top of his voice, his pupils constricted violently due to the pain.

"Sijun, Sijun...if this continues, his legs will be crippled..." Some of the disciples onlookers tried to dissuade him.

Wen Xia'er didn't even blink her eyes, she quickly raised her foot and landed, directly crushing the kneecap of the person on the ground.

The disciple foamed at the mouth in pain, his whole body twitched, his face was pale, he didn't even have the strength to shout.

The disciples around one side opened their eyes wide, deeply skeptical of the scene before them. In their impression, Sijun, who had always been powerless and weak, was so ruthless, subverting their previous cognition , I really want to toss people to death, really don't save any sympathy.

He couldn't help but turn his gaze to this thin young man again. Although the expression on the other's face was light, the strong murderous intent dormant in those eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

Wen Xiaer grabbed the man on the ground by the collar and picked it up. The disciple had a broken right leg and could only lean on his left leg for support. He stood tall on one side and lowered on the other. Wen Xiaer faced his There was another punch in the face, the disciple was completely unconscious by this punch, his eyes were loose, and he looked at the void in front of him out of focus.

He let go, and watched the disciple fall to the ground with cold eyes, blood flowed from his nose, and rolled down to the ground leaving a pool of dark marks.

The onlookers froze in place, held their breath and remained silent, none of them dared to step forward to help.

Wen Xia, who had been silent all this time, moved her fingers a few times and said, "Whoever dares to say a word to Jun Wang will not have a broken leg."

His tone was calm and he couldn't hear his emotions, but the meaning between the lines made people feel creepy and scalp tingling instantly after thinking about it.

If it wasn't the leg that was broken, wouldn't it be life?

Wen Xia turned around and glanced at the crowd, and the disciples quickly took a step back with their heads down. He curled his lips into a cold arc, and walked back to his room without looking back.

"Let's see if he's still angry..."

"Tell the person in charge to come and go!"

"..."

Wen Xia'er lay back on the bed with her hands behind her head, staring intently at the curtain on the top of the bed, as if lost in thought.

He was so notorious in his previous life that everyone shouted and beat him, even three-year-old children on the street would spit at him when they heard his name, and the disciple outside the door responded with a few sour words It's really not worth mentioning.

It's just that the disciple absolutely shouldn't, shouldn't have mentioned Jun Wang.

He turned over, his eyes were just facing the door, the red umbrella with the color of crabapple was lying quietly on the table at the moment, and he couldn't help but began to think about the matter of Jun Lingchen again.

In fact, he didn't fall in love with Jun Lingshen at first sight. On the contrary, he actually hated Jun Lingshen when they first met. Now that Jun Lingshen should treat him like this, they both hate each other.And if we had to go back to the root of this bad relationship of looking at each other and hating each other, we had to start talking about it from when he and Jun Lingshen first met.

At that time, the situation in the world of cultivating immortals was in turmoil, and the relationship between the immortals and the demons was extremely tense, and a spark could become the starting point for the two to fight. At this time, a demon cultivator made a Appalling outrage.

The demon cultivator blood-washed the Tianji Gate of the Immortal Dao overnight. None of the 780 people were spared, and the Immortal Gate was reduced to a sea of ​​blood.

And the demon cultivator who did this was Wen Qiufeng, the Demon Lord of Mingqiu at that time.

—his father.