Fairy strokes my top

The little disciple's surname is Li, with a yellow waist belt, bright and eye-catching, Yu Xuanji's long sword tip is urging people to break the way, Li Juvenile can't help closing his eyes, the sword is about to arrive, Yu Xuanji walks over: "No Aren't you afraid of death? So nervous."

The gigantic sword is unparalleled, like a flower picker, rolling up a grand jacaranda branch, and the place where the blade runs over trembles, falling on the creamy skin of the women present, on the soft hands of catkins, the male grub On the front of the skirt, on the side of the teeth, on the side of the eyebrows.

Li Juvenile's pupils were shocked, Yu Xuanji could have followed his example and warned others: "Why let me go?"

"You once worshiped the master with me. Although it is a pity that you are not from the same sect, let's say this sword makes the past melt away. Next time, you will not be so lucky." A piece of blue-purple petals fluttered horizontally At the tip of the sword, Yu Xuanji shook his hand and evaporated vigorously, leaving only an afterimage.

Wenxian jumped unrestrainedly on the bluestone slabs, and more of the wild blue and purple floated in the air, messy and scattered. Yu Xuanji flipped his wrist, and the sword energy escaped, and the light blue in the vast sky seemed to have aura again. Following the turbulent energy of the sword tip, the blue-violet thumped and fluttered in this beautiful and outrageous little world.

The young man surnamed Li cast his eyes over: "If you let me go, I will not thank you." He raised his sword, "Next time I meet you, I will still kill you. Either you will die in their hands or I will die." hands!"

"If you have the ability, then I'll wait for you." Yu Xuanji threw away the vigorous, seasoned and pure Wenxian, and under the gray sky, Wenxian was covered with a large flake of snow. A strong black radiance, "I don't need to use a sword to fight you. I don't look down on you, because it's unfair to you. We use bare hands and bare fists. You take my life with your own ability. Life and death are destiny."

"Just now? Yu Xuanji, do you think that if you kill me, your sense of guilt will be relieved?" The young man surnamed Li looked silently at Quan Chanbing who was under a hundred or so steps, and he fell down. His half-robed clothes were blown up by the wind, and fell down again, "Do you think you will have the courage to ask the immortal when you meet him later, I am nothing, Yu Xuanji, you have taken this step , you should know how likely it is that Quan Chanbing will set things right, you have to cross this hurdle, save some effort, then you have to hold your sword tightly, even though he won't kill you, some people will kill you!"

At this time, there was chaos behind Yu Xuanji. It turned out that dozens of people were standing in the direction where Wenxian was lying down, excitedly: "Haha, Wenxian, I found Wenxian! Yu Xuanji, you haven't recognized his ancestors yet. Come on, it’s cheap for me haha! A good sword should stick to the right way, he went astray, it doesn’t matter, I’ll make him come back!”

Yu Xuanji's long eyes were hazy, and he looked at the wind and grass that he didn't know where——

The giant shield-like formation restrained Yu Xuanji, and Yu Xuanji kicked several people in a row, and rolled down the rolling steps like gourd strings.

Then, with the sound of the wind, Yu Xuanji raised his ink sleeves, black cloud-like black silk entwined and galloped around the tip of his nose, his long sleeves curled up in the wind, and from the group of people gathered on the far right, as soon as Yu Xuanji came in and out, Wenxian was immediately captured A ball of thick ink was held up, and it reappeared within the range of the master's sight!

Yu Xuanji stared at the thin-faced little man: "Send it here, I don't mind."

The sword in his hand is his, why can Yu Xuanji let him hand it back so confidently, Wenxian circled in the void, as if he wanted to leave, he didn't even think about it, he immediately stretched out his hand to grab it, and at the same time , a ball of raging fire rose in his hand, since there is no owner, why can't he use the flames to refine him here!

He laughed crazily and said, "Yu Xuanji, why are you pretending to be so lofty? You were the one who said you wanted to kill me, and you were the one who said you didn't care about it." He laughed loudly, "Isn't that just □□? And yours □□Sister, when I am refined, I will die for you!"

A crack appeared on Yu Xuanji's handsome face. It seemed that the gentle face just now was shattered into slag with the black sword being cooked in the fire. It is harmless to others, and it only needs to delay time for Sunan Sang in self-protection. He "hummed" a word from his nostrils when he was swearing at him by a handyman who usually wouldn't even look at him.

"Forget it, when he gets tired of playing with you, he'll tear you up and feed you to the dogs." Yu Xuanji calmed down his normal sneer, and murmured.

This "he" clearly refers to "Wenxian"!

But some people really don't believe that disaster will come soon.

The companions around reminded: "Don't be so ignorant, return it to Yu Xuanji quickly, since this masterless sword has been with him for so long, it must not be that simple, and it will be scrap iron if you get it!"

The man retorted: "You said scrap iron is scrap iron?" He jumped up and picked up the blade, trying to calm down the loud clanging sound, which made his head explode: "Drink my blood!" Come on, do you want to drink my blood, make my sword and drink my blood, I want Yu Xuanji to taste what it is like to die under his own sword, and you want to chop me up and feed it to the dogs, you help me kill If you kill him, I'll let you drink his blood!"

The little man intensified his efforts, using the flames of his true life while refining and asking immortals. There were many people watching, and he couldn't embarrass his master. Then he tore his upper body apart, exposing his muscular chest, and spurted blood Two feet high, he actually cut off the main artery in the abdomen in a frenzy!

The little man cherished his own blood and fed it to Wenxian. As the blood flowed out of his body every minute, the simple and simple sword body became more and more red, more beautiful and graceful.

The dark red blood evaporated as soon as it touched Wenxian, and it looked quite nutritious. It was so fed that Wenxian jumped upright. It really did not leak blood. Bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, the dark momentum attracted the attention of most of the venue.

His lips are also getting paler, but spiritually, he squints his eyes to enjoy the ground, the blood-stained clouds, the fog is getting thicker, the kung fu is close to a great achievement, and he is waiting for the hostility repelled by the black sword to gradually fade away, Then it all faded away, only to hear a sharp howling - he didn't even have time to stop the bleeding, he was sucked into the towering formation!

Everyone sighs——

Could it be that he was really subdued by the disciples of the T-generation?So is this still a fight?

So how capable is Yu Xuanji with his bare hands now, is it enough for them to fight?

They have really forgotten it for a long time.

Yu Xuanji and the young man surnamed Li knew each other a long time ago, and they made an appointment to join Quan Chanbing's sect together. The young man surnamed Li still remembers with admiration that Yu Xuanji took the lead in letting Quan Chanbing take the lead in only two hours beforehand. Bing took him in, and he had just entered the state, scratching his head and scratching his head, thinking about how to go out of his way to please Quan Chanbing.

However, Yu Xuanji did come back, and said happily, "Come on, you may call me senior brother in the future, because I seem to be a little earlier than you, so I won't accompany you. I'm going back to clean up." Things, there are still a lot of things to sort out and move over.”

The boy surnamed Li opened his eyes wide and grabbed him: "Don't go, do you want to be so fast? Teach me! Didn't you agree to pack and leave together at the end of the month? You won't leave me alone, will you?"

Yu Xuanji was also very puzzled: "Maybe we think that Quan Chanbing is too difficult for people to get close to, but the fact is that Quan Chanbing didn't say a word when he saw me, and just let me choose the room by myself, so you To Come!"

Come on, you ghost: "Yu Xuanji, tell me the process before you go back! What can you do when you go back at this time, don't sleep, big brother, if you sleep again, my future will be ruined, big brother, I can't forget my brother if I have a master Ah, brother Yu Xuanji!"

"It's useless to tell you, and you can't learn from me."

The young man surnamed Li was impatient: "Everyone knows that copying the answers can't copy the same answer, one template can copy a hundred answers, don't you know?!"

Yu Xuanji lowered his head and thought for a while: "Then what benefits do I have?"

The young man surnamed Li thought for a while: "The advantage is that I will take care of your luggage tomorrow, let me know the new dormitory you are moving to, and prepare the rags for me, and I will take care of the floor as well."

"The clothes?"

"It's all over, Yu Xuanji, are you so long-winded?"

"A month's worth?"

"I haven't washed my sister's clothes for a month, who are you?"

Yu Xuanji readily agreed: "Then I'll tell half of it!"

"Quan Chanbing is a painting idiot. He likes to paint. He really likes to paint. Although he doesn't dare to say too much about it now." Yu Xuanji used several adjectives along the way, "I just squatted under the root of the tree and mentioned it. Sword, simply drew a few brush strokes on the soil, and then he picked up the soil, and then asked me if I drew it with one stroke? Hehe, I can’t even frame the hairpin The flower body hasn't come out yet." The young man surnamed Li listened to him, but Yu Xuanji stopped abruptly, "That's probably what he meant, you should prepare according to his preferences."

The young man surnamed Li seemed to understand, but he didn't understand: "There's nothing else? There's not enough information!"

"No, the rest is probably not that important. Your one-month clothes are more important." Yu Xuanji reminded seriously, "I actually thought about it on the way back, and there is another possibility."

"What is possible?"

"The possibility of this is very small. It probably means that he has never seen me painting with a sword. I have a graceful body, no murderous aura, only a dusty demeanor. Which master doesn't want to find a disciple who can support his appearance, don't you? What if I don't? For other methods, you should go back quickly, Quan Chanbing said, the assessment will end the day after tomorrow."

The young man surnamed Li was very moved. He took the initiative to say: "Thank you, I will go to you to discuss ideas when I sleep tonight, your clothes for that month..."

"Packed?" Yu Xuanji blinked.

The young man surnamed Li murmured: "Okay, if you pass the exam, you will get it. If you don't pass the exam, I will return your stinky clothes. You must return it. How can you not take advantage of Sunan Sang and try to take advantage of me?" cheap."

Yu Xuanji laughed softly: "By the way, wait a minute, don't touch all the drawing tools inside, even if it's straw paper, don't be careless. I just offered to help him wash his brushes, and they are all black. Let me hang it back up, and then push me away, saying don’t touch his things, his painting is not finished yet, if you move these things, it will move his mood, do you understand this? It’s not his pen that is moving, It's his mood, I want to change to a clean pen, don't I know where to start again, Master, I really haven't seen how I usually draw."

The young man surnamed Li nodded, and said: "Understood, three-point painting, seven-point meaning, it is a good composition."

"No, you don't understand. I'm telling you this to tell you that Quan Chanbing is very single-minded, like a stitch. He must be placed in a unique place, which is the opposite of normal people. , Maybe to enter this school, you really have to think about the wrong way! The exam does not necessarily test aptitude, understanding and eye, maybe it is only a skill to grasp people's hearts."

The young man surnamed Li grinned angrily: "Then do you still have ready-made paintings of your own? You go back and get two paintings, and I will give them to Quan Chanbing as an apprenticeship gift."

"You can look for it at my place at night." Yu Xuanji said.

The boy surnamed Li made a grimace: "Don't let me find out something about Su Nansang that I shouldn't see?"

"I don't eat this bowl of rice, how many paintings can I draw, there are only a few in total, there are my nudes, do you want to see them?"

The young man surnamed Li shabby him: "Su Nansang painted you? Playing so wild?"

Yu Xuanji said helplessly: "I drew it in front of the mirror, but Su Nansang didn't draw it for me."

"It's unreasonable, why did Su Nansang paint for you?"

Yu Xuanji was really too lazy to talk to him: "Why don't you give it to me, I'm married to her!"

"Suddenly saying that, I feel so pitiful for you." At this point, the young man surnamed Li couldn't help feeling a headache, "If we become Quan Chanbing's apprentice in the future, he will definitely require us to cultivate our scriptures and cultivate our character, to be pure-hearted and ascetic. You can’t do that kind of thing.”

Yu Xuanji lowered his head shyly, disapprovingly: "Are these two conflicts at all? If you have no ability, you have no ability. Don't blame others. You may want to listen to the words of the master and the elders, but if you have others, just listen to them." It sounds right, and I can say hundreds of words like this."

The young man surnamed Li pursed his lips and said with a smile: "You are right, life is rarely confused!"