Head Rabbit

The 50-year Zongmen Grand Competition is naturally very lively. This is not the beginning, or someone has already competed privately in Phoenix City. However, the results of this kind of competition are often miserable. The loser is either seriously injured or dies. , although the city lord also ordered that private competitions are not allowed, but there are too many people at the moment. No matter how capable the guards of the city lord's mansion are, they can't surround the various sects all the time. Pay attention, but those sects are under stricter rule. Although there are quarrels, they will not fight randomly. Even if someone wants to fight, the leader will suppress them, so it is still safe and sound, but they are noisy all day long. It's noisy, it's more annoying, even if you lower your voice, Ling Xiao, who is already in the Nascent Soul stage, can hear clearly. He doesn't quite understand why the uncle, younger brother, younger sister and those disciples of Lingyunzong want to talk to other sects. It's useless and useless for people to quarrel. When the time comes, it will be more convincing in the competition field. What is said now is false.

So, the somewhat bored head went out, but instead of coming out the door, he flew directly under the window and left along the path behind the inn.

At this moment, Song Qingyu was chasing a thief, with a gloomy expression on his face. He hadn't gone out much for more than a month, because the game was coming soon, so he planned to go out for a walk, and buy some dried fruits and snacks by the way. After all, he didn't eat snacks during the game. How boring, and it wasn't his competition, so naturally there was no tension, but not long after he went out, his purse was robbed.

Song Qingyu was extremely depressed. Fortunately, his spirit stones were all in the space ring, and there were only some low-grade spirit stones in his purse, as well as some broken silver that he had saved before. But the poor Song Qingyu would never give money to others for nothing. This time I was lucky enough to pick up Ziyou, but there will be no next time, and in the future, I will definitely need to buy various things, such as spiritual tools, elixirs, and other things that are helpful for cultivation, so I naturally have to save some of them.

I used to watch TV and thought it was stupid to have my purse stolen, but I realized that it wasn’t that the purse was not put away properly, but that the thief’s skills were so superb that he didn’t even feel that the purse was stolen. There was a special demonic aura left by him, so he followed the aura to find it. The thief was shopping leisurely at first, probably looking for the next target, but after finding that Song Qingyu looked like him, he immediately Run away, this speed is faster than his standard rabbit.

After chasing this small alley with few people, Song Qingyu couldn't help but stop, wanting to scold people, why are the thieves in Yanxi mainland so powerful, and why are they so good thieves, it's really maddening.

Song Qingyu stopped abruptly as he ran more and more sideways on this road. He seemed to have forgotten that this is not the legal society that used to be, but the Yanxi Continent where killing people is not worth their lives.

However, it was too late, and several of the thief's partners came out and surrounded Song Qingyu. Song Qingyu swallowed, a little scared. After all, he had never really fought anyone before, not to mention he knew himself. It's just a hundred-year-old little rabbit demon, and any foundation-building cultivator can kill him, but thinking of the things Hu Yan'er bought, Song Qingyu focused, put his hands behind his back, and took the Yufeng Talisman and Black Thunder from the space ring. come out.

"Originally, the master wanted to let you go, but you just don't know people." The thief looked at Song Qingyu and said with a wicked smile. He was obviously good-looking, but this expression made him look extremely wretched.

"It's really shameless. It's obvious that you stole my things and returned my purse." Song Qingyu said through gritted teeth. He felt that there was no reason for the scoundrel. The reason why he made this demeanor was just to Let those people let their guard down.

"Come and get it if you have the ability, ha ha." The thief smiled contemptuously, and Song Qingyu, together with several others, cornered the wall.

Pop, two black thunderstorms exploded in an instant, and Song Qingyu rushed up with the help of the Wind Talisman. Although he also suffered a little injury, he was much better than the others below. They ran fast, but although those few were also seriously injured, they couldn't hold back their breath. They took out a few pills from their bosom and ate them, and then chased after Song Qingyu with a ruthless face.

Song Qingyu was not familiar with the Yufeng Talisman at all, and he was injured a little bit. Song Qingyu frowned tightly, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief before chasing after him. Arrived alone.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Song Qingyu hurriedly backed away and said, before raising his head, he naturally didn't see the person in front of him who was very familiar.

Ling Xiao, who was walking leisurely on the quiet path, never thought that he would be suddenly attacked by someone. He could see through Song Qingyu's identity at a glance, but he never wanted to accept monsters, at least monsters who would apologize Not a bad monster, so I didn't care.

"No problem." The man's voice was deep and magnetic, and he sounded like a handsome gentleman.

Song Qingyu couldn't help raising his head, looking at the man who was about to leave him, shocked.

"Brother Lin Xiao."

Song Qingyu's voice was very soft, so soft that it was almost inaudible, but Ling Xiao heard it, and it was clear, the four words, brother Lin Xiao, were Song Qingyu's unique title.

Some people used to call him brother, some called him brother Xiao, some called him Xiao'er, many names, even a lot of intimacy, but Song Qingyu didn't call him, instead he called him brother Lin Xiao, which is a unique name.

Ling Xiao turned around and looked at the shocked face of the person in front of him, with a surprised expression on his usually expressionless face.

"Sorry, I misidentified the person." Although this person looks exactly like Lin Xiao, he is definitely not Lin Xiao. What a coincidence, both he and Ling Xiao were reborn in the same continent, not to mention that even if they were real Lin Xiao, he didn't want to recognize him, he didn't want to be sad again, he was just too shocked just now.

Song Qingyu's wry smile made Ling Xiao even more sure that the person in front of him was Song Qingyu, his Qingyu, his Yu'er, the person he was thinking of, Song Qingyu smiled sweetly all his life, except for the last wry smile, which left a deep impression on him.

Even though the appearance is different, the expression that has been in the eyes and heart for thousands of times is not wrong.

I don't know why, although Song Qingyu was originally a human being, but he was so integrated with this body that Ling Xiao didn't realize that Song Qingyu had taken the body.

Song Qingyu turned around and wanted to leave, but was hugged by Ling Xiao. Song Qingyu was a little surprised, but the embrace was a little familiar.

"Yu'er, it's really you." Ling Xiao hugged Song Qingyu from behind, and whispered in his ear, full of infinite thoughts.

"Brother Lin Xiao?" Song Qingyu was surprised and wronged.

It was originally a scene of old people reuniting, but the hunted person has arrived, and the person looking for him has also arrived.

Seeing Song Qingyu being hugged by a man, Hu Yan'er opened her mouth wide open, while Song Xiaohui didn't have so many thoughts, and rushed directly to rescue his own rabbit.

But he was grabbed by Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao's face was very cold, and his body exuded even more air-conditioning. How can a person who has lost it once tolerate being robbed by others.

"He's my younger brother, Lin, let him go first." Song Qingyu quickly grabbed Ling Xiao's arm and said, fearing that Ling Xiao would hurt Hui Hui.

Ling Xiao glanced at Song Qingyu in his arms, and finally put Huihui down, and the coercion of the Nascent Soul cultivator scared away those chasing people, and they didn't expect to offend a Yuan Infant monk.

Ling Xiao hugged Song Qingyu, Hu Yan'er and Huihui stood side by side, the situation was a little stiff.

"It's getting late, I should go back." Song Qingyu looked at the hands wrapped around his waist, and wanted to push them away, but unfortunately his strength was low, he was no match for Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao turned Song Qingyu around and hugged him directly. The way he hugged the child made Song Qingyu's face turn red.

"You put me down." Although Song Qingyu hadn't figured out how to face Ling Xiao, was it not good to hug him like this, he was not a child.

"Lead the way." No matter how Song Qingyu struggled, Ling Xiao hugged him even tighter and said to Hu Yan'er and Hui Hui.

Hui Hui pouted, although Ling Xiao was very powerful, he would not betray his brother, but Hu Yan'er was sensible, dragging Hui Hui while leading the way.

In Ling Xiao's eyes, this courtyard is really small. Whether it is the current Lingyunzong or the former Song family, they are hundreds of times larger than this. He feels a little wronged to let Song Qingyu live here. If he knows that Song Qingyu once It is probably even more distressing to live only in the cave.

"Here, you can let me down." Song Qingyu, who had been silent all the way, said.

Seeing Song Qingyu's cold face, Ling Xiao was stunned for a while, and put Song Qingyu down, but followed him step by step, not leaving half a step.

Both Hu Yan'er and Hui Hui had already been kicked out by Ling Xiao, leaving only Song Qingyu and Ling Xiao in the room.

"Yu'er." Ling Xiao looked at Song Qingyu and called tenderly.

"Brother Lin Xiao, I didn't expect you to come here too, what a coincidence." Song Qingyu looked up at Ling Xiao and smiled, but that smile was full of alienation.

"Yu'er, don't smile at me like that." Ling Xiao grabbed Song Qingyu's hand, Song Qingyu struggled to break free, his face was flat, even though his hands were red, in the end Ling Xiao gave in and let him go.

"What happened in the previous life has already passed, and I have forgotten it, so let him pass." Song Qingyu looked up at Ling Xiao and said, although his face was calm, his eyes were full of various emotions.

"For me, that's not the past life, it's just this life, and I will never let you go in this life." Ling Xiao looked at Song Qingyu and said solemnly.

"I know you like Song Qingyi, you don't feel sorry for me, so don't lie to me, I said, even if you lie to me, I won't hate you, so don't feel sorry for me, everything is mine It's all wishful thinking." Song Qingyu said, tears fell unconsciously, obviously it has been so long, but why do you still feel the pain in your heart, really don't care, don't you care?