Proud of the rivers and lakes

Originally, Fu Jinghong made up his mind to get out during the disciple ranking competition, but unfortunately he was entangled in other things before that day.

That day Leng Xixuan obeyed Fu Jinghong's words and got up and broke into the valley, defeating dozens of disciples in the sect.

It is no exaggeration to say that it was a bloody battle.

Holding an epee in his hand, Leng Qixuan walked towards the center of Broken Sleeve Valley step by step.

The boy's fluttering hair was stained with someone's blood, mixed with sweat and slowly falling down.

The young man in the battle is like an Asura who slaughters a god, his eyes are full of killing.

It was as if there was only blood left between the heaven and the earth.

Fu Jinghong stood aside, watching with cold eyes.

Leng Qixuan's martial arts is definitely not low, but Fu Jinghong did not know why he would join Duanxiu Valley's sect.

Broken Sleeve Valley is by no means an upright sect among the people of the world, and some people who claim to be a decent sect even call it a cult.

The members of the Duanxiu Valley Sect have never cared about worldly views, not to mention the shocking name of the sect, just talking about the ethos in the valley is criticizing.

In Broken Sleeve Valley, masculinity prevails, and the style is extremely open, which is despised by those so-called righteous people.

Fu Jinghong in his previous life was even more absurd, chasing after Bai Lianhua, courting each other every day, which made the world ridicule.

Fu Jinghong looked at Leng Qixuan's martial arts style, although he couldn't see any name, but guessed that his future second junior brother must be one of those so-called decent disciples.

Different from Broken Sleeve Valley where victory is the priority and even resorts to any means, Leng Qixuan is always on point, never willing to injure the opponent more or take his life, even if that person turns around and attacks him again.

Fu Jinghong shook his head while watching, he thought that a person like Bai Lianhua in Gu Zhong was considered a strange creature, but he didn't expect that this Leng Qixuan was actually kinder than Bai Lianhua.Bai Lianhua's kindness is based on the fact that the other party will not threaten him, but this Leng Qixuan is a bit too kind, even if the other party's killing intent slowly wants to put him to death, he still does not want to hurt that person any more .

Leng Qixuan's martial arts were considered to be excellent, but he got in the way, and suddenly he was on par with those low-level disciples in Guzhong.

Fu Jinghong glanced sideways at Bai Lianhua who had been silent all this time.

He knew in his heart that Bai Lianhua was considered a good person in this Valley of Broken Sleeves, but if someone threatened Bai Lianhua, this person who was as docile as a rabbit cub would definitely fight back.

Sensing that someone was looking at him, Bai Lianhua raised his head and saw that it was Fu Jinghong, and looked back with innocent eyes.

Fu Jinghong looked at the young man in white in front of him, and just sighed in his heart.

In this Valley of Broken Sleeves, there is absolutely no pure person.

The splashed ink is gradually dyed, and the sky is getting darker.

The battle ahead is still inconclusive.

Those dozens of low-level disciples formed a formation to block Leng Xixuan, Leng Qixuan tried several times to break through the formation with a sword in his hand but failed, and was at a stalemate for a while.

Fu Jinghong looked at Leng Qixuan who was surrounded by dozens of people in the center, and suddenly remembered what he looked like back then.

That year, I was just like the young man in front of me, surrounded by dozens of people, and the only one among them who won could survive... Enter the Valley of Broken Sleeve and become a person in the Valley of Broken Sleeve.

Just like how Miao Jiang controlled Gu, let dozens of hundreds of Gu worms kill each other, and the strongest one remained in the end.

But the young man in front of him was different from his back then. Fu Jinghong knew that if he was willing to make a move, not to mention dozens of low-level disciples, even dozens of second-class disciples, he could defeat them.

But... why did he make a move?

Fu Jinghong narrowed his eyes.

There are no more than two types of people who enter the Valley of Broken Sleeves.One is the one who has no father or mother and has been humiliated and desperate since childhood. Because this kind of person has no emotional attachment, he will be trained as a killer in the income valley to perform some tasks.The second category is those who want revenge.

He and Bai Lianhua had no father or mother since they were young, and lived as wanderers. By chance, they came to this Valley of Broken Sleeves, and they were told that if they could defeat the others, they would survive and stand up... Let all those who bullied them kneel down.

The people in the entire Broken Sleeve Valley are all murderous, cruel and bloodthirsty.But Dudubai Lianhua is different from others, his never-ending kindness brought a ray of light to Fu Jinghong's heart that seemed to be occupied by the night in his previous life, and Fu Jinghong was as desperate as a moth pounced on Mars, even if Knowing that Bai Lianhua's kindness was nothing but a flower in a mirror, he still jumped into it.

Fu Jinghong smiled involuntarily as he thought about all kinds of things in his previous life.

He still didn't understand whether Bai Lianhua's kindness was a disguise, or a desire that was forced to be suppressed in his heart and leaked inadvertently.

Even though he was a human being in two lifetimes, he still couldn't see through Bai Lianhua.

Thinking about Leng Qixuan, Fu Jinghong can conclude that Leng Qixuan must have come for revenge.

Although Broken Sleeve Valley is notorious in the martial arts, but no one dares to directly say anything about Broken Sleeve Valley on the stage.Because there are so many masters in Duanxiu Valley, there are few people in the martial arts world who can match.

If you want revenge, joining Broken Sleeve Valley is obviously the wisest decision.

In the dark night, the boy was still fighting bloody battles, dancing with his heavy sword in his hand.

Fu Jinghong turned around and left.

"Wait, brother...you don't want to watch anymore?" Bai Lianhua quickly followed behind him and chased him up.

"If you want to watch it, you can stay." Fu Jinghong looked at Bai Lianhua and raised his eyebrows and smiled.Could it be that Bai Lianhua's heart has been moved now?

"...I want to follow Senior Brother." Bai Lianhua frowned, seemed to struggle for a while, and finally said.

Fu Jinghong looked at Bai Lianhua, feeling a little amused.Now he is still more important as a senior brother?

But watching Bai Lianhua come back

Looking at the battle situation, he seemed reluctant.Fu Jinghong still spoke slowly: "...The outcome has been decided."

Bai Lianhua turned his head and looked at Fu Jinghong suspiciously, and asked, "Why did you say that, brother?"

Fu Jinghong just smiled and shook his head, pretending to be profound.

Bai Lianhua looked at him with a frown and pursed his lips.

"You will know tomorrow." Fu Jinghong left with a smile, turned around and glanced at the young man in Xuanyi who was still in the midst of the battle.

The boy's eyes were full of fighting intent, but they were different from those with bloody eyes.

His eyes were still clear, even though the hand holding the epee was a little unsteady.

Fu Jinghong smiled at the young man, but he didn't know if the young man saw it, turned and left.

He naturally knew that the boy would win... After all, he is the second generation.

Although he didn't personally see how Leng Qixuan defeated others into the valley in his previous life, he also knew Leng Qixuan's strength.

If Leng Qixuan was defeated, how could it be his second junior brother.

His second junior brother was not someone who would be defeated by a mere few dozen low-level disciples.

Sure enough, when he got up the next day, Fu Jinghong knew that Leng Qixuan had won last night from his junior brother who broke into his room early in the morning.

Seeing the adoring look on the younger brother's face, he kept asking Fu Jinghong how he knew it. Fu Jinghong was really embarrassed to say that he had seen it in his previous life.

So while washing his face, Fu Jinghong pretended to be deep and said: "I watched the stars at night the other day, and I calculated it by pinching my fingers..."

Bai Lianhua asked with a look of surprise: "That's why you asked me yesterday afternoon if someone entered the valley?"

Fu Jinghong paused, as if there was such a thing, he pretended to smile deeply: "Exactly."

"Then..." Bai Lianhua came up suddenly, lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "Brother, can you help me count... count..."

"What's the deal?" Fu Jinghong looked at the shy young man in front of him, feeling a little amused.

"Forget about the future..." Bai Lianhua lowered his head, his voice was extremely low, but his ears were blushing.

Fu Jinghong knew it in his heart, could it be that the younger brother has already started to feel happy at this time?The other party is Leng Qixuan?Sure enough...

Fu Jinghong sighed silently in his heart. Sure enough, two lifetimes are human, and fate is still doomed. It was the same in the last life, and it is still the same in this life... Fortunately, he is no longer obsessed with Bai Lianhua in this life, even if he sees Bai Lianhua at this time The heart of spring is rippling, and he just thinks it's fun.

Fu Jinghong's heart changed, and he said with a smile: "You want to ask who is your future daughter-in-law?"

Bai Lianhua's face turned even redder, and his porcelain-like face seemed to have been covered with rouge, which made Fu Jinghong stunned for a moment.

At this time, Bai Lianhua is only fourteen or five years old, but he already has a bit of elegance and elegance.The white clothes are not stained with dust, three thousand blue hair are loosely pulled behind the head, the eyebrows are like willow leaves and the eyes are picturesque.

But Fu Jinghong immediately came to his senses... In his previous life, he was infatuated with Bai Lianhua, so there was naturally a reason for Bai Lianhua's appearance.

"Brother, you just need to tell me..." Bai Lianhua raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Jinghong, "...is that person from the valley?"

Fu Jinghong laughed heartily, did he really like Leng Qixuan?

Fu Jinghong pretended to make some calculations, and pretended to be deep and said: "Yes and no, no and no."

Bai Lianhua showed a puzzled expression.

"... You have to understand this slowly," Fu Jinghong thought, isn't it obvious, and seeing that Bai Lianhua was still puzzled, he said, "It might be that it wasn't originally, but it is now. It wasn't before, but it was later." The meaning of this is obvious enough... Leng Qixuan was not a person in Broken Sleeve Valley before, but now he is.

Bai Lianhua nodded without comprehension, and said in a low voice: "Brother and I were not from this Valley of Broken Sleeves..."

Fu Jinghong didn't react for a while: "What?"

"It's nothing." Bai Lianhua's ears turned red again. He looked up at Fu Jinghong, then quickly lowered his head and turned away, leaving behind a sentence, "Master will formally accept Leng Qixuan as an entry-level student. Brother, let's go and see." look."

Seeing Bai Lianhua's disappearing back, Fu Jinghong paused.

It turned out that at this time, his little junior brother had already made a secret promise to the second junior brother?