Biography of Xi Shan

The big brown horse kicked its front hooves and growled impatiently.

Chen Daozhen stroked the big brown horse's head, and the horse calmed down, stretched out its head to him affectionately, and the horse's tail swayed back and forth.

Zhao Peiran stood aside touching his nose, looking back and forth with wandering eyes.

Chen Daozhen looked at him, and said in a deep voice: "Pei Ran, you go and ask my father to leave the customs and let him return to Wujizong to sit in charge."

Zhao Peiran frowned. He often smiled, appearing gentle and harmless, but now he couldn't help but sigh with worry, "Senior brother, does it have to be like this? You have done too much for him, Why sacrifice your life for him? What about your ambitions and ambitions? Is that all? "

The drunkard scratched his head at the side, and quickly said: "Yes, little master, isn't it just a doll? Can't I find you a similar one? If one doesn't work, I'll find you ten!"

Chen Daozhen ignored the alcoholic head, and only said to Zhao Peiran: "Peiran, you have talents that are different from ordinary people and have excellent abilities, but you have been suppressed under me for too long. Without me, you can still accomplish our ambitious goal." But one day you will understand that there are always some things that can make you give up everything to pursue, such as power, wealth, and martial arts secrets, these will become things that are not worth mentioning."

Zhao Peiran pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, Chen Daozhen had never said these words to him.After he joined Wuji sect, he has been under the influence of Chen Daozhen.They are the same age, Zhao Peiran practiced martial arts at the age of six, but Chen Daozhen has already practiced Wujizong's intermediate swordsmanship like clouds and flowing water.Zhao Peiran has achieved something in his studies, while Chen Daozhen is already one of the best masters in the world.

In Zhao Peiran's view, compared to their irresponsible suzerain, Chen Daozhen is the real leader of Wuji sect.Chen Daozhen is not only talented in martial arts, but also has the ability to govern the world.His achievements should not stop here. He can carry forward the Wuji Sect and become the most admired sect in the Jianghu, and Chen Daozhen will one day become the real number one in the world.

That was an achievement that the entire martial arts world dreamed of. In Zhao Peiran's view, except for Chen Daozhen, no one would ever be able to stand at such a high position, not anyone else.

But now, Chen Daozhen actually told him that he would give up everything and die, just for an outsider who knew nothing and was nothing.

Zhao Peiran took a deep breath, looking at the carriage with complicated and treacherous eyes.

The drunkard let out a deep breath, and said slowly: "Little master, let me go with you, you see, I used to be a bodyguard, and I have a lot of experience and experience, maybe I can help you."

After a pause, the drunkard said again: "Besides, the suzerain has always disliked me. Without your support, I would not be able to stay in the Wuji sect. Little master, how are you?"

Chen Daozhen pursed his lips, nodded and said, "Hurry up."

The drunkard head chuckled, and quickly jumped into the carriage, the body of the carriage bumped, which startled everyone.

Chen Daozhen saw that Zhao Peiran seemed unable to recover, so he patted him on the shoulder and said lightly: "Take care of Wujizong, I can rest assured only if you are here."

Zhao Peiran nodded with difficulty and pulled out an ugly smile.

Chen Daozhen jumped into the carriage, opened the curtain and entered without looking back.

Jing Ji was lying in the carriage, still sleeping soundly, her pretty face was flushed.

Chen Daozhen half hugged him and let him lean in his arms.

The drunkard drove the carriage, the wheels creaked.

After a while, the drunkard asked hesitantly: "Little master, are you going to die like this?"

There was a moment of silence in the car, and then Chen Daozhen's deep and magnetic voice sounded, "Dead? I will wake him up even if I break through the land of no desire. As long as Jing'er doesn't die, no one will kill me, Chen Daozhen."

The drunkard smiled reassuringly. For some reason, although his little master is young, he always gives people a sense of planning. As long as he speaks, nothing can't be done.

The sun was shining brightly, and the drunkard's bald forehead was illuminated brightly.

The carriage had just traveled for a short distance, and then slowly stopped.

The drunkard head said through the curtain of the car: "Master, it seems that a disciple of Xishan Sect is coming here."

Chen Daozhen opened the curtain and saw Lin Zixiao running towards the carriage from a distance.

"Leave him alone and keep going." Chen Daozhen put down the curtain expressionlessly.

The drunkard looked suspiciously at Lin Zixiao who was running out of breath, flicked his whip, and the carriage sped away.

Lin Zixiao's eyes widened in surprise, his face was stunned, but he was not discouraged, instead he quickened his pace and ran towards the carriage like the wind under his feet.

The drunkard head slowed down intentionally or unintentionally, and when Lin Zixiao was about to catch up, he flicked his horsewhip to speed up again.

Lin Zixiao gritted his teeth, and rushed over sullenly, and let him grab the shaft of the carriage, and his whole body was almost dragged forward by the carriage.

The drunkard stopped the car quickly, looked at him with a frown, saw that his hot face looked like a monkey's butt, he couldn't help laughing again, "What's the matter? What are you doing here?"

Lin Zixiao wiped his face, gasped and said, "I will accompany Second Senior Brother to the Land of No Desire."

The drunken head looked down at him from top to bottom, looked him up and said: "Little brother, don't rush to death, you practice martial arts, aren't you stupid? Look at your stupid look, don't you dare?"

Panting for breath, Lin Zixiao looked at the head of the drunkard and then at the carriage.

At this time, Chen Daozhen's voice came from inside, "Go back, you are not needed here."

Lin Zixiao managed to hold his breath, lowered his eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Where is Second Senior Brother, I will be there."

Chen Daozhen didn't express his opinion, and the drunkard was not sure what Chen Daozhen meant, so he could only look at the car curtain hesitantly.

Lin Zixiao's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "I promised my benefactor that I will take good care of my second senior brother. If anything happens to my second senior brother, I, Lin Zixiao, will have no face to live in this world anymore."

After a while, Chen Daozhen said calmly: "Come up."

Lin Zixiao quickly climbed up and sat down next to the drunkard's head.

The drunkard looked at him and thought, this Jingji's identity must not be simple, otherwise how could there be so many people secretly protecting him.The little master scratched his heart and lungs for him, is it really because of that troublesome love?

The drunkard shook his head, intending to find an opportunity to find out what Lin Zixiao said.But after he thought about it again, it was useless to inquire. His little master said one thing, but he didn't dare to do it.

The carriage drove for three consecutive days, and only stopped to rest for a while when eating. Except for the strong brown horse, the other three horses were already sick and listless.

The drunkard was really tired, he wanted to wait for Lin Zixiao to shout tired first, but he didn't want the kid to look useless, so he stubbornly remained silent.After thinking about it, the drunkard head could only ask himself: "Master, let's find an inn to rest, this is not the way to go, and this horse is also languid, it's time to get some better horses."

Chen Daozhen had a sullen face, the longer Jingji slept, the more flustered he became.Xiao Jing has been sleeping for four full days, and Chen Daozhen has spent these four days like years.

Chen Daozhen closed his eyes and did not answer in a low voice.

Suddenly, I felt something soft on my chin.Chen Daozhen opened his eyes, and saw Jing Ji with his eyes wide open, pursing his lips and kissing his chin.

The young man's face was rosy, and he looked very healthy. He seemed to be full of sleep, and his appearance was full of energy, without any signs of illness.

Thinking of this, Chen Daozhen felt more and more uncomfortable, his throat seemed to be stuck, and the great pain hit him like overwhelming.

Jing Ji blinked and said doubtfully, "Senior Brother Chen, why are we in the carriage? Where are my master and the others?"

Chen Daozhen's throat moved, and he said with a slight smile: "I have to do some things, and I borrowed you from Senior Liu to help. You slept soundly this morning, so I will carry you directly into the carriage."

Jing Ji blushed, and whispered, "How embarrassing to be seen."

"No one saw it." Chen Daozhen hugged him into his arms uncontrollably, enveloping him in unforgettable pain. At this moment, he didn't want the young man to notice the strangeness, so he suppressed his emotions and let out a long sigh.

Chen Daozhen said: "Drunkard, find an inn to rest."

Jing Ji was very happy. He thought he would be separated from Chen Daozhen for a long time, but he didn't expect to be able to stay with Chen Daozhen after a twist of fate.

Jing Ji lifted the curtain and looked out with a smile, but saw Lin Zixiao was driving the carriage, couldn't help but bend his eyes, and said with a smile, "Zixiao, why are you here?"

Lin Zixiao chuckled and said, "Master is worried about you, so let me accompany you."

Jing Ji nodded as if he knew it, and suddenly moved to Chen Daozhen's side, and said in a serious voice: "Senior brother Chen, my little brother is very good at eating, don't starve him."

Chen Daozhen pinched Jing Ji's cheeks, dumbfounded, and said in a doting tone, "Naughty."

Jing Ji rushed over with a smile, hugged Chen Daozhen and said, "Senior Brother Chen, I had a long dream."

Chen Daozhen's expression froze, then he smiled and said, "What did you dream about?"

Jing Ji thought for a while and said, "I dreamed that I would become a teacher after my studies, and I would venture into the rivers and lakes with you, and I also dreamed about what happened when we were young in the secret realm of the fantasy sea, but you didn't fight Wushou, but played together instead."

Chen Daozhen's face was as black as iron, and he panicked when he thought of Wushou. He boasted of his martial arts skills, and he had made some achievements in martial arts back then, but he was beaten to the ground by a lion. Even thinking about it now, he still feels completely ashamed.

Jing Ji didn't notice it, he was still chattering, suddenly he stopped, stroked his chin as if thinking about it, and said after a long time: "I also dreamed of the portrait of the woman I saw in Chu's house, she came out of the painting , smiling at me very nicely, um...better than any woman I've ever seen."

Chen Daozhen looked at him with a complicated expression, and kept the thousands of words in his stomach. He only showed a teasing expression, and jokingly said with the corners of his lips curled up: "Jing'er will appreciate women's beauty when she grows up. I don't know how beautiful this woman is, it makes my Jing Er haunt my dreams, and I will take a look at it when I have a chance."

Jing Ji pursed his lips, leaned over and bit Chen Daozhen's lips, and widened his eyes angrily and said, "You mustn't look, you already have a family!"

Chen Daozhen rolled forward and backward with a smile, out of breath, but the young man didn't let him go, holding his face and started gnawing.

Chen Daozhen scolded with a smile: "Stop making trouble, come down."

Jing Ji hummed twice, kissed her face all the way down, and lightly bit her Adam's apple.

Chen Daozhen's body trembled, and he couldn't help but react.With a sullen face, suppressing the eager desire in his body, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Don't make trouble."

Jing Ji was taken aback, blushing half-understood, smiled and leaned into Chen Daozhen's ear and whispered a few words.

The hot air sprinkled on Chen Daozhen's ears, making his heart itchy even more.

After hearing what he said, Chen Daozhen slowly laughed, pressed him into his arms and hugged him tightly, and sighed helplessly: "I really can't do anything about you."

Jing Ji leaned against his chest and yawned with a smile.

Chen Daozhen looked startled, the noise just now almost made him forget the cruelty of reality, but when he turned his head, reality still slapped him mercilessly.

He folded his arms and hugged the boy in his arms tightly.