My master can't be so gentle

There is a row of colorful exquisite kites on the kite stand. Some kites are piled on top of each other to form a black dragon, some are flying wild geese, some are made of paper and some are made of silk and satin.

Shi Lingguang finally picked a kite with a phoenix pattern and a long tail. Xuanyin followed suit and picked a big kite with butterflies wearing flowers.

"Take it, and put it in a place with few people later." Zuo Yao reminded Shi Lingguang.

Shi Lingguang silently nodded and looked at the kite in his hand. When he thought that he had to pretend to be a child for more than ten years, he suddenly felt a feeling of lovelessness.

Just when he was depressed but still tried to pretend to be happy, he suddenly felt that the kite in his hand was heavy, and before he could let go, he watched helplessly as the tail of the phoenix kite was torn off due to being stepped on by passers-by.

He froze for a moment, then raised his head to conceal the joy in his heart, but his face changed suddenly after he saw clearly the person who had stepped on the tail of the kite.

Zuo Yao took off the mask on his face and held it in his hand, staring at him coldly.

The owner of that foot was none other than Xu Ziqing.

After Xu Ziqing found out the news that Zuo Yao and the others had come to Jiuyou City, he also brought a dozen or so good friends to have fun.

Because Zuo Yao and the others didn't deliberately hide their whereabouts, it was very easy to find them.Anyway, staying in Danding Pavilion won't see Qiuyu Linglong, so I might as well go down the mountain to look for Zuo Yao's bad luck.

No, Xu Ziqing found a big surprise as soon as he entered the city.

The little apprentice beside Zuo Yao turned out to be the former prince who was wanted by the Emperor of the Lower Realm.

Although he knew that even if the emperor himself came, he would not be able to do anything to Zuo Yao, but Xu Ziqing felt very happy to make Zuo Yao feel a little sick.

"Why is it you?" Xuanyin frowned, looking at Xu Ziqing with an unkind expression.

Xu Ziqing smirked: "Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't see Junior Brother Lingguang's kite, you stepped on it and broke it. I'm really sorry, Elder Zuo won't care about us juniors, right?"

"You!" Xuanyin was so angry that she was about to step forward.

Although Xu Ziqing's words were a little disgusting, they were true.

If the news spread that the elders of the Tianxuan Sword Sect and a junior disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect had fought, no matter what the cause was, it would inevitably give people the feeling of being bullied and giving people a reason for nothing.

Wen Jingxing calmly grabbed Xuanyin's wrist and pulled her back, and looked at Xu Ziqing coldly: "What kind of person is my master, how can he have the same knowledge as Senior Brother Xu? Why don't we come and compare each other?"

Xu Ziqing's eyes lit up, could he not beat Zuo Yao or Wen Jingxing?

Wen Jingxing was just a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, he was confident that he could repair the other party even with his eyes closed.

Madam Bai was originally standing by the side watching the play with an attitude of having nothing to do with her.

After all, it was a dispute between monks. Besides, Xu Ziqing was looking for trouble on purpose. Of course, she is not qualified to get involved as a mortal.

But when she saw Wen Jingxing holding her daughter's hand to turn off this irritable girl, she had to pay attention to it.

Then, she realized that she seemed to be getting close to the truth.

Do you still need to ask Zuo Yao this question?

Still need to ask?

If you think about it, you will know that Wen Jingxing can be regarded as a successful young man in Tianxuan Jianmen, plus he is from a famous family, and he has also learned his gentle and jade-like personality from Zuo Yao's side, which is exactly the object that many women fall in love with .

Xuanyin gets along with him day and night, and it's normal to like him.

It was only when the lights went dark that she forgot the existence of this person.

However, if Xuanyin really likes Wen Jingxing, this marriage is not impossible, but I am afraid that Wen Jingxing's parents will look down on their girl...

The atmosphere of Zuo Yao and Xu Ziqing's group was on the verge of breaking out, but Mrs. Bai had clearly considered what betrothal gifts they would give when the two of them merged in the future.

Looking back at Wen Jingxing, she became more and more satisfied.

The young man is three years older than Xuanyin, but he is mature and stable, and his manner is quite gentlemanly, he is really worthy of her girl.

Hearing that Wen Jingxing was going to fight with the other party, Mrs. Bai subconsciously defended herself: "According to the rules in Jiuyou City, if monks do something without authorization, they will be cut off by the city lord by [-]% of their cultivation and expelled from Jiuyou. Never allowed in."

Hearing this, Xu Ziqing remembered that there was indeed such a rule in Jiuyou City.

He glanced at Wen Jingxing arrogantly: "You are lucky this time."

The implication is that without the rules of Jiuyou City, he would have cleaned up Wen Jingxing long ago.

Shi Lingguang couldn't see Xu Ziqing's villainous appearance, he paused for a moment, threw away the kite in his hand, and threw himself into Zuo Yao's arms.

"Master." The child's voice was choked with sobs, but he pretended to be strong and comforted Zuo Yao, "Ling Guang doesn't like flying kites, don't fly kites anymore."

This pitiful look looks like a little pitiful being bullied, not to mention Zuo Yao, even Mrs. Bai feels a little distressed when she sees it.

Zuo Yao's eyes burst into anger, and Xu Ziqing's whole body turned cold when he looked at Xu Ziqing's cold eyes. What he felt was Zuo Yao's real killing intent, because not long ago, he also felt once.

And that time, dozens of demon cultivators were wiped out.

Xu Ziqing was a little guilty, but he felt relieved when he thought of the rules of Jiuyou City.The city lord of Jiuyou City is a great power in the stage of transforming gods, even if Zuo Yao has a fire in his heart, what can he do with him?

Could it be that he, a Nascent Soul cultivator, can beat a cultivator who has passed the transformation stage?

"Your little apprentice is the former prince that the Emperor is looking for, right? When I pass the news to Youdu, do you think the Emperor will let it go?" Xu Ziqing looked at Zuo threateningly in order to win back the victory. Yao.

With a slight movement of Zuo Yao's palm, the Suzaku sword was already in his hand.

When Xu Ziqing saw it, he panicked, and then comforted himself, this is Jiuyou City, even if Zuo Yao had great abilities, he would not dare to act wild here.

What's more, he is also dependable.

As he was weighing it, a cool voice came from outside the crowd: "What are all these people doing here? Go away, go away, don't block my way."

Zuo Yao's ears moved slightly to confirm that the person who spoke was still a hundred meters away, but the voice had already reached this side. It can be seen that the person who came was also a monk, and his cultivation level was not low.

Xu Ziqing was overjoyed, and immediately stopped the man: "Young Master Fufeng, is it such a coincidence that you also come to see the lantern festival?"

As soon as he heard Mr. Fufeng's name, the surrounding crowd immediately dispersed like a school of sharks. The originally bustling crowd around Xu Ziqing disappeared instantly, leaving a large open space.

When Mrs. Bai heard the man's voice, her complexion also changed slightly. She took Xuanyin's hand and pulled her behind her. chest, to hide her face.

Wen Jingxing looked at Mrs. Bai's smooth and unobtrusive movements suspiciously, and asked Xuanyin in a low voice, "Who is Mr. Fufeng?"

Xuanyin looked left and right, and told him through sound transmission: "He is the only son of the city lord, with a dissolute nature, and he likes to mess with flowers and grass. In addition to the main wife, there are dozens of stunning concubines in the house. Anyway, he's a big pervert."

Wen Jingxing could understand Mrs. Bai's actions after hearing the words.

In just a few breaths, a young man in a gorgeous purple robe was standing outside the crowd, shaking a folding fan with jade bones and a golden face.

The man's appearance can be called handsome, but his eyes are dull due to years of immersion in wine, and his whole body exudes a wretched temperament.

He smiled when he saw Xu Ziqing, put away his folding fan and said, "I didn't expect Brother Xu to be here, what a coincidence. I see so many people gathered here, but is there someone who is causing trouble for Brother Xu?"

Xu Ziqing also met Fufeng by chance a few years ago. After learning that Fufeng was the only son of the Lord of Jiuyou City, he made acquaintance deliberately.

The two of them flattered each other with flattery, and the other used all their tricks, and they became friends with wine and meat in just a few hours.

Although he is a friend of wine and meat, Mr. Fufeng doesn't mind giving Xu Ziqing some convenience within his sphere of influence.

After all, he also heard from his father that Zixiao Jianzong said that although the younger generation is not worth anything, there are a few old guys in the sect who are strong in the stage of transforming gods. It is not a bad thing to have a good relationship with Zixiao Jianzong.

Hearing the implication that Mr. Fufeng wanted to support her, Xu Ziqing felt more confident.

Don't mention the Lord of Jiuyou City, just say that Mr. Fufeng himself is a monk in the early Yuanying period.

Mr. Fufeng is over 100 years old now, although he is not good at cultivation, but he can't stand him having a good father.

Among the monks in the upper realm, the more powerful the person, the harder it is to conceive an offspring. Taoist Qingdeng, the lord of Jiuyou City, had a son in his later years, and he cared for and loved Mr. Fufeng like his own eyeball, pampering him uncontrollably.Even if he doesn't want to practice, the Qingdeng Taoist can use the power of the Nine Nethers to search for panacea, use the power of the medicine to empower Young Master Fufeng, and forcibly improve his cultivation.

Relying on the abundant financial and material resources of Jiuyou City, Taoist Qingdeng forced a hundred-year-old Nascent Soul cultivator with the elixir.

His love for this son is evident.

"Master Fufeng doesn't know something. I had some misunderstandings with these few people. I thought it was over, but I didn't expect..." Xu Ziqing spoke vaguely, but he was able to lead people in other directions. .

Mr. Fufeng really believed it, and Jun's face showed a bit of coldness: "No one dares to bully my friend on my territory... Mrs. Bai?"

Madam Bai took a step forward calmly, just in front of Xuanyin.

After she saluted Mr. Fufeng slightly, she said neither humble nor overbearing: "After a few days, I don't know if Lianxiang and Xiyu can serve you well? If not, I will pick two more good ones to send to you. how?"

Facing the wife of the Patriarch of the Bai family, Mr. Fufeng let go of his frivolity a little bit. Thinking of the two girls Lianxiang and Xiyu's flirtatiousness on the bed, a smile appeared on his face: "Then The two girls are not bad, the people in your house are very good at teaching people."

Afterwards, his eyes fell on Xuanyin who was behind Madam Bai, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I heard that the eldest girl of Madam's family has returned home, is this the one? Let me see if she is as beautiful as Madam."

Mrs. Bai's heart tightened, this Mr. Fufeng is not a decent person, and girl Xuanyin looks good, if she really falls into his eyes...

Just as he was thinking about how to speak, Zuo Yao's cold voice came from the side: "Xuanyin is a disciple of the deity, Your Excellency, please be careful."

"It's better for others to shut up when I'm talking..." Mr. Fufeng's eyes changed, and he turned his head to look at Zuo Yao impatiently.

Then he froze in place.

He has seen countless beauties in his life, elegant and beautiful, coquettish and charming, pure and lovely, it can be said that there is no beauty that can make his heart move.

However, the first time he saw Zuo Yao, he was fascinated by the other party's handsome appearance like a moon but also as elegant as snow.

All the beauties he had seen before paled in comparison to this young man who was as beautiful as a banished fairy.

The person in front of him just stood quietly in the same place, and he was as noble and cold as an isolated epiphyllum blooming on the cliff above Wanren. The cold air surrounded his body, making him even more noble and handsome.

Looking at the gloomy phoenix pupils at the end of those eyes, Mr. Fufeng felt that he was willing to sink into the bottomless darkness.

"You, what's your name?" Mr. Fufeng asked with difficulty.

Although Zuo Yao didn't understand love, he was not a fool either. The amazement and greed in this man's eyes were almost overflowing, which made him feel very unhappy.

"Sword of Tianxuan, Zuo Yao. What advice do you have?" Zuo Yao's words were as cold as snow, but in Mr. Fufeng's ears, it sounded like a fairy voice from outside the sky, which made his lower abdomen feel hot.

In order to avoid the abrupt beauty, he forcibly used his spiritual power to suppress the desire in his body, but the smile on his face was softer than ever: "I don't dare to advise, I just want to be with the beauty... er, with you To make friends."

Such blunt words made everyone present widen their eyes instantly.

Mrs. Bai didn't expect that she was on guard against Mr. Fufeng's fancy Xuanyin, but she didn't expect that this guy actually fell in love with Zuo Yao!

Shi Lingguang was even more furious, and even Bengbang on the top of his head cursed angrily: "The little bastard dares to hook up with my big beauty, if he is killed, he must be killed!"

It was rare for Shi Lingguang to agree with him, so he had to be killed!