Immortal husband is hard to chase and still kicks me

Seen from a young age, Jun Xinxian grew up almost being held in the palm of everyone's hands. Under the indoctrination of the master, Taoist disciples should be brothers and sisters, not to fight each other, and if they have crooked thoughts, they will be severely punished. Treating people like relatives, when Jun Xinxian was five years old, he was humiliated and bullied by other disciples, and was finally found out by Fuyouzi, unfortunately accidentally injured them, and was punished, facing the wall and thinking for a year.

After that incident, the disciples in the inner sect were all angry. The love for Jun Xinxian was more due to his essence. He lost his trousers when he was bullied, and he said stupidly: "Brother, Hit me as I should." As he grows older, his fearless temperament may be cultivated by them.

Huajiu said: "The heartstring is the smallest, of course there is nothing wrong, no matter what we do, as senior brother, we can only help him, not bully him, not to mention that you made him cry, it is your fault."

"me........"

Nian Hua's face was livid with anger, and he was speechless. For a moment, he only heard the crowd yelling: "Brother Huajiu is right, the heartstrings are the smallest, we as senior brothers should let him go."

"That's right, Brother Nianhua, it's your fault."

What a group of unreasonable guys, Nianhua is really helpless, why did he fall into the hands of these little bastards, he resented, withdrew his hand, and said angrily: "Okay, okay, you are amazing, amazing, ah, senior brother can't do it!" You guys, all right."

As soon as the words fell, everyone pushed Jun Xinxian in front of him and shouted at Nianhua: "Brother, apologize to Xinxian."

Pfft...a mouthful of old blood was almost spat out, Nian Hua widened his eyes, tilted his head and pointed, "You guys? What are you talking about?"

All the disciples did not change their countenance, and ordered in unison, "Apologize to Xinxian."

It's bastards, you little bastards, you are pushing your limits, you want me to apologize, and I don't even look at who you are talking to, I am your senior brother, I really don't know how big or small, I have to teach you a lesson today , Nianhua was so angry that his teeth were itching in his heart, and he looked at the crowd angrily, just about to reprimand.

Suddenly, brush!brush!brush!The crisp sound of sharp weapons exploded into the sky. Seeing this, Nian Hua hurriedly bowed his head and shouted: "Xin Xian, senior brother is wrong, I shouldn't be pulling your ears."

Hearing what he said, everyone immediately withdrew their sharp swords, smiled and nodded and said: "Haha, senior brother, this is the right way."

"Right? Yes, your big-headed ghost is a bastard. I don't think you are old or young."

After Nianhua apologized, he said an angry word, and quickly drew his sword and slashed away, only to hear, everyone begged: "Brother, we were wrong, we were wrong."

"Don't run if you have the guts."

"Brother, we will never dare again next time."

"Little brat, if you still run, stop if you have the guts."

I saw hundreds of people running away, and Nianhua alone was chasing after him. This scene was truly earth-shattering and spectacular.

After two laps, the disciples hurriedly stopped, waved their hands and shouted: "Senior brother, don't be angry, today is brother Sanyue's birthday, so it's not easy to see blood."

"That's right, that's right, senior brother, don't get angry."

"Hehe, don't be angry, okay, senior brother will let you taste my pear blossom melon seeds."

As soon as the words fell, only the screams could be heard.

Ah~~~~~~

After a while, the disciples who looked at each other said with bulges the size of goose eggs, "Brother, we will never dare again next time."

Jun Xinxian hurriedly ran to beg: "Brother Nianhua, don't hit my brothers, I was wrong, I will never drug you again next time."

After the beating, the anger subsided, Nianhua clapped his hands, and replied: "Okay, you all go down and do your work, Senior Brother's hour can't be missed."

"Yes, brother."

Youshi is Fuyouzi's birthday party, so before that, everyone should prepare everything that needs to be prepared.

After everyone left, the hall was empty.After a while, just listening, Ye Fu asked in the cabinet: "Yuan'er, no one knows about your Luolong bracelet?"

He returned a few hours late for this trip, Ye Fu was afraid of being at a loss.

For a moment, Fu Youzi replied: "No."

This is the first time he has lied. He once promised his master that he would never let others know, but he told Jun Xinxian.

"You go down first."

Although Ye Fu couldn't see, his heart was as clear as a mirror. He shook his head and sighed, "Yuan'er, Yuan'er, this is the first time you have lied to your teacher. Who on earth can let you tell your lifeblood, hey!"

An hour later, no time.

The star room in the west wing, this room is the dormitory for the disciples of the mountains, about 200 square meters, and there are ten sleeping disciples.In addition to this, there are sixteen rooms for disciples to sleep in, plus Taoist temples for doing chores and cooking, there are 62 rooms, large and small.

They arrange their residences according to their seniority and spiritual power, and those with higher ranks will naturally live better.

Jun Xinxian wandered around for a long time, feeling extremely bored, ran to the west chamber, just crossed the courtyard, and saw Brother Huajiu from the window, making a fuss.

He quickened his pace, jumped to his window, and jokingly said: "Brother Huajiu, if you don't help, it won't be nice to run around in the room."

Huajiu was looking at herself in the mirror, opened the small box on the counter, patted Fu Fen and said with a smile, "Xinxian, Senior Brother, I'm telling you, this is not called beauty, it's called respect."

"respect?"

"That's right, people go out for others to see. No matter you are a man or a woman, the first impression is very important. If you don't even bother to take care of yourself, who cares about you?"

Jun Xinxian glanced at it and said with a smile, "Senior brother seems to be right."

"That is."

The villagers at the bottom of the mountain know that there is a beautiful boy in Yinyi Mountain, who is omnipotent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, almost comparable to Brother Sanyue, but unfortunately his spiritual power has always been in the middle and he is not easy to learn. I heard that he is the young master of Xige City, He was sent to a Taoist temple at the age of eight. My father hoped that he would become a dragon as soon as possible, protect one side, and achieve a lot, but judging from the current situation, the hope is slim.

Jun Xinxian saw that he was so well-dressed, and had to say that he was indeed worthy of the name of a beauty. He has charming big eyes, cyan pupils, double eyelids painted pale pink by him, straight brown eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. Big, as small and cute as a woman's mouth, especially the peach mole on the left cheekbone of the fair face, which is playful.

With long black hair, he deliberately untied the neat bun, and started braiding from the middle of the forehead. During the braiding process, strands of hair were added with new strands, like a centipede crawling. This is the first time Jun Xinxian has braided his hair. See, until the tail of the hair falls to the waist and is tied with a blue belt, the rest of the hair at the back of the head is shawl, and the braided hair is fluffy and handsome, so it looks good.

Jun Xinxian couldn't help but praised: "Brother Huajiu, your hairstyle is so handsome."

"Don't worry, Senior Brother hasn't finished it yet."