It's really hard to be a scumbag

As soon as he returned to Xiaohuangzong, Jiang Jiang was hugged by the big tail wolf before he could stand still.

The white wolf is tall and has long legs. He is trying to rub his head against Jiang Jiang's neck, which looks very funny.

Feng Shaoguang was still deeply aggrieved because of being knocked out for his name. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the white wolf holding Jiang Jiang's earlobe, and his face sank immediately, and he threw Feng Jiang out without hesitation.

The solid heavy wooden puppet hit the white wolf, but the white wolf just swung its tail and swept it away. The sharp fangs were still obsessively grinding Jiang Jiang's white and delicate skin.

His actions didn't disturb the white wolf, but it frightened Jiang Jiang.

Jiang Jiang hurriedly pushed the white wolf's head away, bent down and picked up Feng Qiao, frowned and said, "Is the child all right? Why did you throw him out like a weapon?"

Feng Shaoguang felt a little bit annoyed, when he heard the words, he glared at the white wolf, and said with a sour tone that he didn't realize: "Who is he?!"

Jiang Jiang checked the puppet, and seeing that there were no missing arms or legs, he replied with relief: "The white wolf is a beast of the town faction, you two should get along well and don't get together to fight."

As soon as he said this, Feng Shaoguang couldn't help but extinguish his anger no matter how angry he was.But he was still unhappy, so he turned his combat power into a mouthpiece, sneered and said: "Suppressing the beast? Just him? Dressed in such rags, even the cultivation base is ordinary, what can he suppress? Air? "

Jiang Jiang felt guilty silently, and said weakly: "Our little desolate sect, the most precious thing is probably the pure natural fresh air."

Feng Shaoguang still didn't know the dangers of the society, so he subconsciously said, "Huh?"

After entering the Zongmen.

Feng Shaoguang looked at the naked little Huangzong and remained silent for a long time.

Except for a row of rooms that are fairly neat, the entire Xiaohuangzong is dilapidated and dilapidated. The bluestone slabs seem to have been dug up, and there is a hole after two steps. The weeds became overgrown and condensed into hard lumps, and it was impossible to cultivate the land without a lot of hard work.

The poor scene of the low-level sect in front of him is extremely inconsistent with Jiang Jiang's rhetoric when he was fooling people.

Jiang Jiang knew this well, so when Feng Shaoguang observed the sect, he kept his head down, like a pitiful little sparrow shivering under the eaves of the heavy rain, eagerly trying to prevent the storm from being too violent.

However, judging from Feng Shaoguang's increasingly serious face, this is clearly an extravagant wish.

When the anger value exceeded the breaking point, Feng Shaoguang finally couldn't help but said angrily: "Is this a place where people can live? Why didn't you make it clear to me earlier?"

His tone was full of anger, and Jiang Jiang lowered his head listlessly, and when he was about to apologize, he heard him say again: "If I knew that you lived so poorly here, what did I say earlier?" I will also keep you in Kongchan City, and I will definitely not let you come back and suffer!"

Jiang Jiang almost didn't realize it. After regaining his senses, he raised his head and asked tentatively, "Aren't you angry that I tricked you back?"

Feng Shaoguang pursed her thin lips, and said unswervingly: "How can what you said be a lie? This time it is obviously my problem. Fortunately, it is not too late to turn around now. I will pack your things for you and return to Kongchan."

Jiang Jiang hurriedly grabbed his arm: "You are your private property. I want to establish a sect, how can I occupy your territory. Although the Xiaohuang sect is a bit dilapidated, it is better than the old site with fresh air and natural surroundings. The mist is the best choice for establishing a sect."

Feng Shaoguang didn't give up, and wanted to continue persuading her.

Jiang Jiang quickly covered his lips with sharp eyes, leaned closer and looked directly into his eyes, and said softly, "And I really like watching the sunrise here."

"Have you seen the sunrise?"

"I'm free in the future, shall we go and see it together?"

Feng Shaoguang's persistence quickly collapsed in just a few words, and when Jiang Jiang let go, he no longer wanted to leave, but pretended to be casual: "I'm free now."

Jiang Jiang: "...But there is no sunrise now."

Feng Shaoguang closed himself instantly.

After he was lost for two seconds, he raised his spirits again and said, "Then I'll make some puppets to clean up the weeds and dig the soil first, and when the spiritual fields are ready for use, I'll make a few more puppets to make spiritual food for you."

Jiang Jiang blinked, but before he could reply, he saw Feng Shaoguang energetically looking for a room, taking out wood from the storage bag and starting to work.

He wholeheartedly wanted to improve the sect's welfare, so he did manual work for a few days. Xi Lan was originally apprehensive and fearful that he would be difficult to get along with, but after seeing how skilled he was, she inexplicably relaxed a lot.

In less than half a month, the latest batch of puppets made their debut.

Feng Shaoguang sent them to work in the field, but he came to find Jiang Jiang himself.

Jiang Jiang was being napped in his arms by the white wolf body with its tail, when he heard the movement, he raised his head and asked in a daze, "Did you make the plaque?"

Only then did Feng Shaoguang remember that there was such a thing, he gave Bai Lang a jealous look, and hurried to make a plaque.

When the spiritual field in the field can be sown, and his plaque is ready, and he can happily go to Jiang Jiang to ask for a reward, Xi Lan looked at him with pity and said, "It's not a coincidence that you came, the suzerain just left."

Feng Shaoguang didn't comprehend the deeper meaning, so when Jiang Jiang went out to have something to do, he took advantage of the situation and asked, "When will Master come back?"

Xi Lan recalled the time it took Jiang Jiang to retrieve Feng Shaoguang, and hesitated, "It should be soon."

Feng Shaoguang was relieved, and turned to do new carpentry, trying to renovate the head hall before Jiang Jiang came back.

Jiang Jiang, who was far away in the monster forest, didn't know anything about it. While looking for Ye Fan's trace, he asked Xiaosan, "Can you be quiet?"

Xiaosan's voice is faint [You forgot about me for half a month, and still tell me to be quiet? 】

Jiang Jiangli said bluntly: "Who said I forgot you, I have always thought about you."

Xiaosan froze for a moment, forcibly suppressed her inexplicable emotions, and said suspiciously 【What do you miss about me? 】

Jiang Jiang smiled and said: "When I go back, the spiritual field at home should be able to sow seeds. I don't have any spiritual grain seeds, you—"

[Don't even think about it! 】Little San said angrily 【Even if I jump from here, I will never give you anything! 】

Jiang Jiang sighed slowly, turned around and started to return.

Xiaosan's heart suddenly felt [Where are you going?This is not the way to attack the protagonist! 】

Jiang Jiang curled his lips slightly: "I promised you to attack the protagonist, but I didn't say when. Anyway, you won't die if you don't eat or drink, why don't you wait until I catch other fish first."

He had a smile in his voice, with a sly look on his brows and eyes.

Xiaosan was dazzled by his beauty, she was stunned for a long time before gritting her teeth and said [Don't you think your heart is a little dirty! 】

Jiang Jiang smiled like a little devil: "People with a real heart don't bother to threaten you, they just grab you directly."

The No. 0 system fell into autism, and broke down and said [here you are, as long as you hurry to find the protagonist Gong, I will give you everything. 】

Jiang Jiang smiled and said, "That's good."

Younger San Yuzu saw that he was still walking towards the outskirts of the forest, not going to the coordinates of the protagonist at all, so he couldn't help saying [little ancestor, how do you want to turn back? 】

Jiang Jiang stopped, kicked the man lying dead in front of him, and said slowly, "Why are you looking for the protagonist? Isn't he here?"

Xiao San was stunned, and carefully looked at the blood-soaked person lying on the ground, then widened his eyes [Isn't the protagonist's coordinates in the forest?You, how did you know he would be here? 】

Jiang Jiang pushed him back to the small black room, and said flatly, "I won't tell you."

After shutting down the noisy No. 0, Jiang Jiang squatted down beside Ye Fan.

I haven't seen him for many years, but Ye Fan doesn't seem to have changed. Even in a coma, he still clings to the hilt of his sword, as if he could open his eyes to kill at any time.

But Jiang Jiang knew that his chest injury was too serious, and it was the blessing of the protagonist's halo that he could barely save his life, but it was absolutely impossible to wake up.

Unavoidable that the protagonist's halo could not last, Jiang Jiang took out the Yuling Bamboo and began to transfer Ye Fan's soul.

During the process of moving the soul, Jiang Jiang noticed that Ye Fan's soul was extremely fragile, like tofu, and could be crushed with a little effort.

This anomaly is too strange. After all, Ye Fan and Qi Ling have fused their souls. When the two become one, the soul should be stronger.

But the facts were right in front of him, Jiang Jiang had to accept the reality, and carefully protected Ye Fan's soul.

After finishing everything with a tense mind, the surroundings were already plunged into darkness.

Jiang Jiang wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, stuffed the old clothes into the storage bag, and immediately carried Ye Fan to the tree.

The flames rose slowly, and the warm dim light illuminated the small area. Jiang Jiang added a few branches into it, and then sat down beside Ye Fan.

He was thinking about something, and gradually became a little sleepy.

After barely applying a few shields, he simply leaned against Ye Fan and fell asleep.

The crackling firewood burned for half a night. When a white belly appeared in the sky and the dew from the trees dripped onto Ye Fan's face with the wind, he suddenly opened his eyes and subconsciously grasped the hilt of his sword, wanting to kill everyone who was close to him. Kill them all.

But he held empty.

The epee was covered with blood. Since Jiang Jiang wanted to fool him, he naturally wouldn't leave such a big loophole.

Ye Fan didn't know the truth, and seeing that the weapon was missing, he immediately turned around and used his hands as pincers to clasp the neck of the person next to him.

He managed to pinch Jiang Jiang, but the strength in his hand was suddenly released the moment he touched Jiang Jiang's skin, as if his body followed instinct more than his mind.

After all his troubles, Jiang Jiang woke up no matter how deeply he slept. After staring blankly at Ye Fan for two seconds, he looked down at Ye Fan's hand and muttered, "Hands are so cold. ,Do not touch me."

Ye Fan's face was tense, and there was hostility and struggle in his eyes. He froze for a long time before letting go of his hands. He got up and backed up and said coldly, "Who are you?"

Jiang Jiang rubbed his face, then stood up and said, "Sect Master of Xiaohuang Sect, Jiang Jiang."

Ye Fan said indifferently: "The nameless little door, I've never heard of it."

Jiang Jiang said deeply: "30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!"

Ye Fan frowned, looking a little weird.

He moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but finally held back, and said with such a cold face: "Why can't I remember what happened before today? Did you do something to me?"

Jiang Jiang blinked and said innocently, "What can I do to you?"

Ye Fan remained silent, stared at Jiang Jiang for a long time, and turned his head without saying a word.

Seeing that he was leaving, Jiang Jiang wondered, "Where are you going?"

Ye Fan said in a deep voice, "Practice."

Jiang Jiang caught up with him in a daze: "You don't have to rush to practice for a while, do you have anything else to say?"

Ye Fan paused, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the clothes in front of his heart.

He frowned tightly, with imperceptible confusion mixed in his tone: "Cultivation...is the most important thing."

Jiang Jiang looked curious: "Why?"

Ye Fan was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Because I want to shatter the void and find someone."

The author has something to say: Jiang Jiang: 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor.

Ye Fan: ...why does it sound so familiar.

感谢在2020-07-1121:42:02~2020-07-1212:27:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of squeezed by the author in a lifetime; 1 bottle of Aesop;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!