Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

At this moment, the most incomprehensible thing is the thought of the protagonist of the novel, which is complex and changeable, treacherous and unpredictable. It is undeniable that she really hates this protagonist, He Qingxie.

She can make you? I never imagined how I provoked her, and after angering her, I had no chance to resist and could only be slaughtered by others.

Su Changyi couldn't figure out why things were going so ambiguously.

She was "shocked"!

Now she is being pressed against the willow tree by He Qingxie, the instigator? Magnified to infinity? The clear face is very close at hand, and the sudden intertwined breathing is unknowingly chaotic? Which string, He Qingxie just pressed it without doing anything? She kissed? Come up.

She was kissed?!However, the shocking thing was yet to come. He Qingxie squeezed her jaw open and deepened the kiss.

At some point, the robes of the two of them fell to the ground, and while she was resisting, she was scolded again by He Qing.

The soft and elegant fragrance is embedded in the body, and what melts is a pond, inside? The swaying moon is imprisoned, and the fragrance flows softly all the way, falling to the depths.

It's not that Su Changyi didn't resist, but her resistance was not very obvious under He Qingxie's dominance.

Afterwards, He Qingxie simply put his arms around the person and lay down beside the tree, his fingertips hooked? hooked his muscular hand.

After a lesson, she was filled with anger and went crazy.

It's okay that He Qingxie didn't move to hook her hand, but once she hooked her, she couldn't restrain herself, opened her hand impatiently, bent her elbow and bumped into Jinjiang where Jinjiang was not allowed to appear, her hoarse voice echoed in the cold air Torn apart.

"Is it revenge on me like this? You? Will feel more fulfilled?"

After being exhausted, she didn't have much strength. After He Qingxie noticed it, she could easily dodge it by moving her body back.

He Qingxie was greedy like a long-hungry scavenger, coveting the water source, buried his head in the soft and cold silver hair of the other party, his voice was muffled, covered in a layer of sand, "Everyone, each other .”

"At the beginning, when the master made sexual intercourse with the disciple, the disciple tried his best to resist it. Now that the feng shui has changed, if the master wants to always look like a victim, does it seem too hypocritical?"

Su Changyi didn't know how to explain, she couldn't possibly say that I am not the original Junyao Immortal, I am just an outsider, I just happened to be reborn on Junyao Immortal.

Telling the truth like this is tantamount to self-destruction, self-destruction is a rebirth.No need? He Qingxie killed her, Zhu Yu, Qing He, Bai Lian, and even the disciples of Shangqingxu would kill her.

The reason—to avenge Jun Yao.

He Qingxie rubbed his head against his shoulder again when he saw no one talking. "Master, do you still remember what the disciple told you to pay ten times more? You? Did you press the disciple intermittently?" More than ten days, no less than twice each time, you? I? Teacher and apprentice love each other deeply, and the disciple will give you a discount for ten days. The master will accompany me to sleep 98 times, and the disciple will let it go? How about the master? "

Su Changyi scolded: "Scumbag! Be your mother's daydream!"

The tension between the two seems to have always existed, and it has never diminished, but has doubled.

He Qingxie closed his arm? He hugged him even tighter. Su Changyi heard the other party laughing in her ear, "It's fine if you don't want to? Then you should wrong Master and serve the disciple all the time."

"Shut up! I will kill you sooner or later?!"

"Ha ha."

Su Changyi survived? After a meal of fucking, sleepiness swept over the sky and covered the sky. He felt dizzy, and there was still a voice chattering in his ears. When his consciousness was hazy, he heard Qingfeng's melodious voice intermittently——

"Disciple is wrong? I know the cause and effect, but the past is an old dream. It is not a good dream, but a nightmare instead? Really... so it was me? I am sorry for Yaoshan, and I am sorry for Master..."

After that, the voice was still in the ear, but the person had already closed his eyes.

When the two went back, the sky was over the moon, candles were lit up in the pavilions and golden halls of Yaoshan, and the lights dimmed for a while, but there were not many people.

Su Changyi was still in his sleep, so He Qingxie hugged him in his arms and flew towards Lingqing Hall. He Qingxie capital along the way? He deliberately avoided places where disciples patrolled and people circulated until he entered the inner hall of Lingqing Hall. Only to relax the tense nerves.

Putting him down, he didn't dare to stay, she was afraid of waking up Su Changyi, and Jun Yao who woke up would always be angry with her or taunt her.

What she did was true revenge, but it was also mixed with some guilt and remorse, which always tugged at her heart and made her feel unbearably uncomfortable.

She hated this feeling, so she didn't want to give Su Changyi a chance to speak in front of her.

Since she met Tiandao last time, knowing the truth, she added a layer of suffocating guilt on top of her original desire for revenge.

It turns out that Wanli Xueyu was the one who listened to the slander and made mistakes first. She not only let Qinze go, but also accidentally injured Junyao. Later, she strayed into Kunze Forest because of her shallow knowledge, which made Junyao, who was scratched by the horn of the candle dragon, even worse. Dye Yaocao, but? Not only did she not know her way back, but she made mistakes again and again when the other party was exaggerated.

She was the one who ruined Jun Yao's virginity, she was the one who ruined Jun Yao's ruthless path, and she was the one who ruined the dignity of a generation of arrogance and Mahayana monks.

And? Jun Yao, from the beginning to the end, just wanted to trap Qinze and force him to ask rumors about her, Hejia Village, and Xingtian.

After learning the truth, she didn't know whether she hated Su Changyi more or felt more sad.

While full of guilt, she also wanted to be cruel and ruthless in revenge for what happened to her, but every time she faced Su Changyi who was like a hedgehog, she felt a bit nervous even when she met him. Fear.

He Qingxie stood by the bed and traced Su Changyi's sleeping face, looked at it for a while, and then left quietly with mixed feelings.

The inner hall was quiet all around. The huge palace was empty and eerie. It was a high pavilion of jade buildings, and it was also a prison cage that controlled the cultivators for half their lives.

Su Changyi lay on the bed and had a weird dream.

In her dream, she was wearing a loose and comfortable blue and white coral fleece pajamas, her waist was sore and her legs ached, she was sitting on a massage stick, typing at the computer desk.The colorful pink pages of falling flowers?, her face is reflected in the dim and dark space, and a pair of rimless glasses hangs on the bridge of her nose. She gritted her teeth and pushed the glasses up, wanting to concentrate and continue Code the next plot, but the pain below does not distract her.

Almost torn apart?

The plot written on the coding software still stays in a long paragraph of text.

Good and evil will be rewarded, the way of heaven is reincarnation, her indestructible spine was finally broken, and now she is like a crazy bitch, lying on the ground in the dirty blood, embedded in a surface In the rough jade pestle, the panicked eyes slightly raised, looking at the enemy who destroyed and tortured him, and raised his jaw with the clean and tidy white boots.

"Are you satisfied with this result? Me? Dear Master."

She uttered hoarsely, without a single sound, only listening to the clear and long-lasting voice in the empty and vast palace, "If you don't say it, then forget it. Come, give me her heart... pluck it out Take a look, Junyao Immortal Venerable, you? What is your heart? To what extent can you be so cruel to your disciples!"

As the sound sank in the palace, the footsteps that followed were not too fast or slow, but slightly chaotic. A group of maidservants dressed in official uniforms looked calm, holding lentils, white cloth and brocade boxes to go. Her direction came slowly.

She watched in horror as a maid picked up the flenser and came forward step by step. She trembled all over and couldn't help but retreat, but the lower end of the jade pestle behind her hit the floor at once, and she went further in, hitting it down with one blow. , She broke into a cold sweat in pain.

There is a saying that things don't matter? Three, the heart that was full of scars before? It has died once. The pain is so painful that it is unacceptable even the second time.

she hurts-

Cut out the heart? What a cruel criminal law?So she began to struggle, and the leading maid gave her a hinting look, and the ordered maids all came up and clamped her wrists and ankles, immobilizing her.

All of a sudden, Flenser was shining brightly in his fragile peach eyes, and he raised the knife and dropped it.

"No!"

In the room, the screams that overlapped with those in the dream exploded in this ordinary and lonely long night. The pain in the nightmare and the heart beat so fast that a layer of cold sweat broke out on Su Changyi's forehead, and a pair of dark peach blossom eyes were dazed. Looking at the void, his eye sockets were wet, and his whole body was covered in a layer of cold sweat, as if he had been salvaged from the water. He hadn't recovered from the fright for a long time, and even his breathing was "hasty and obvious."

After a long time, Su Changyi slowly raised his hand to cover his chest, buried his face in the gold silk quilt, and gasped in pain.

It turned out that the desperation of cutting out the heart, and the constant resistance was not real, only pain, and the original one was branded on the body.

"This...is just a dream."

Su Changyi hinted to himself with a hoarse voice.She didn't think about why she had such a dream, but instinctively felt sad and fearful, and didn't want to be dug out, didn't want to be tortured, let alone die.

Transmigrating from reality to novel is already miserable, but transmigrating as the target of the protagonist's revenge is simply worse.

It's not easy to compromise!She wants to fight, resist!

With this thought in mind, Su Changyi closed his eyes.It's a bit difficult to compete with the protagonist's halo.

Although she had already joined forces with Ping Lan, she still wanted to be just in case.

In short, her head was very messed up that night, and she was exhausted by all kinds of ideas, but the only thing that was clear was that she felt a sudden fear of He Qingxie.

This is more like a professional term in real life, pdst, commonly known as post-traumatic stress disorder.

As long as it involves all of He Qingxie's three words, it will make her feel as if she is facing an abyss and walking on thin ice, no less than death.

This kind of life lasted until the end of the month, when the sect master Zhu Yu's disappearance was found by Su Changyi, Qing He and Bai Lian. What a lame reason to prevaricate, would it be difficult for Huanshan disciples, even for the entire cultivation world? , the head of the sect retreats inside, and I don't know when and what month he will be able to come out.

In the past, Zhu Yu was responsible for the competition? Qinghe took over. Now that Zhu Yu is not here, Qinghe's affairs are still handled properly as always, so that people can't see anything wrong.

Today, after Qinghe ordered her disciples to tidy up the sleeves of her robes, she glanced at Bai Lian, who was standing with her in the lower hall, with a look of resentment. She coughed twice, and then sat on the sapphire steps. Su Changyi said: "Just now, I discussed with Bai Lian, and the rewards for this competition will be Nanyuan Sea Jiaoxiao and Yaocao deep in Kunze Forest."

Su Changyi paused with his fingertips circling his hair, his gaze became deep and dark, and he glanced down from a high place and landed on the two of them. She sneered and asked, "It's understandable for Jiaoxiao. Why?"

She has heard of the two terms Kunze Forest and Yaocao, and they have a deep relationship with them. Specifically, they are related to Junyao Xianzun, whose virgin body was destroyed, and the heartless way was broken. , tortured He Qingxie, and now he is being retaliated by He Qingxie, all of these things are the same? He Qingxie’s credit cannot be missed, and the source of the incident, there is no shortage of simple plants Yaocao.

Qing He looked up at her, but still didn't realize that her tone was wrong, and explained: "Bai Lian has taken a fancy to a student who is talented and has superb medical skills, and wants to accept him as an inner disciple."

Su Changyi looked at the expressions of the two of them and felt that there should be more to this matter.

Bai Lian immediately shrugged his face, put his hands behind his back, tightly clenched the sleeves of his skirt, and said coyly, "But she doesn't want to, hehehe, Senior Sister Junyao, can you believe it? She actually rejected me?!"

Su Changyi: "..."

Qing He continued to explain for Bai Lian, "The disciple is recently studying how to breed female cats with female cats, the world and everything, Taoism? Naturally, the same sex should attract and the opposite sex should repel, but that Chengshan disciple had a strange thought, You have to do it against the sky. Jun Yao, do you think two female cats can have kittens?"

Su Changyi on the high platform was dumbfounded for a moment, and suddenly he and He Qingxie were entangled by the pool, entangled in Lingqing Hall, day and night, and his ear clips suddenly became hot in his mind.

She looked at Qinghe in disbelief, and her vermilion lips moved hesitantly, "You...why do you ask such a question? Have you ever seen a woman who can have children with a woman?"

"It's ridiculous!"

Qing He stared at her bluntly, "I? Why don't you just ask? Why did you react so strongly?" After finishing speaking, he stretched out his jaw at Bai Lian, motioning her to look at her, "You? Look at her, The previous arrogant airs disappeared after half a month, if I hadn't understood her, I would have thought she was just jumping over the wall."

"..." Su Changyi sneered twice with a half-smile, and said in his heart, have you got the truth...

Bai Lian felt awkward for a while, so he could only chuckle, thinking you? Don't hurt Chi Yu when you quarrel, okay?

It's just? It's a pity that none of the two have sharp eyesight.

Simply because Su Changyi was too lazy to argue with Qinghe, he dug out something from the void and sent it to Qinghe with spiritual power from the high platform. Afterwards, he returned to his original lazy sitting posture and explained: "You? Dian Yifeng's reward is separate from my? Yaoshan, and I want to recruit inner disciples. This is my water jade ring, the winner of the competition. Not only can you enter my sect, but also be my inner disciple. Yuhuan or me? The first gift for her. Please ask the senior sister to announce it along with the news."

A cool breeze blows the pink skirt.

Inner disciple?Bai Lian was stunned by these words, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

On the contrary, Qinghe, with the same disapproving attitude as before, looked at Bai Lian's reaction and said coldly: "You? It's really not surprising that you can't stop talking."

Su Changyi laughed jokingly: "Senior sister is ridiculous."

"Accepting apprentices?! You... what are you talking about?" Bai Lian asked curiously with his eyes wide open.

Except for Zhu Yu, and the entire cultivation world, the news that Junyao Immortal Venerable wants to accept inner disciples has been widely circulated in the entire Shangqing Ruins, and almost everyone knows it. Xu Shibai practiced in Zhicao Peak all day in the alchemy room. Studying the elixir here, he didn't know a word about the outside rumors for a while.

With a relaxed and comfortable smile, Su Changyi raised his eyebrows and motioned for Qinghe to explain to her.

Qing He raised his finger and pointed directly between Bai Lian's eyebrows, and criticized slightly impatiently: "I warned you earlier? To be restrained and playful?" Anyone else read the joke?"

Bai Lian was aggrieved for a while, and couldn't help curling her lips, "Sister, you? Criticizing me in public? It's also a joke." She glanced around, and saw that the disciple who was engrossed in the side was listening to trivial matters with his ears up. When he met her gaze, he quickly lowered his head.

Qinghe looked at her, and wanted to say some more gossip, but she still took a step slowly, and she said first: "You? Better stop talking, and finish the order earlier, I? Go back to me sooner. ? The disciple you fancy."

Su Changyi also urged: "Senior sister, you'd better speak more concisely, thank you." The implication was that the old woman? The old woman's feet were bound in a pile, and she didn't really want to hear it.

Qing He glared at her, and replied awkwardly, "That's fine."

There are not many matters in the sect competition, and the most important thing is to strengthen the protection of the Shangqing Ruins to prevent outsiders from sneaking in when the competition is loose.Since Yaoshan's enchantment was broken, the statue of the beast protecting the mountain has not been opened again. Su Changyi listened to Qinghe's order, and was about to order his disciples to reopen the enchantment when he returned.

Qinghe raised her head, and sat on the high platform of her hall for the first trial, only to see Su Changyi sitting lazily, with deep eyes, and suddenly met her eyes.

For some reason, at that moment, her whole body was captured?

"Look at me? What are you doing?" Su Changyi asked with a smile.

"You? Really want to accept a disciple named Duqing?"

For some reason, the topic circled back and forth to the issue of apprenticeship.

Su Changyi said: "Yes."

Qing He said: "It must be her?"

Su Changyi replied, "It must be her."

Qinghe immediately frowned.

I don't know why the other party was so obsessed with this question, she became so solemn, jumped up, floated down from the high platform, slowly landed in front of the two of them, and spoke quietly.

"Does senior sister have any grudges against her? Or did she offend you? I? It's not you? I accept apprentices. Why do you ask so much?"

Qinghe smiled.

"Then me? Is it okay if I don't ask?"

"Ha ha."

After a while, Qing He ignored Su Changyi in front of him, and discussed with Bai Lian, "In the past, the competition was held in Huanshan Square. I think this year's competition will be held in the Hongmeng ruins. Qingxu just encountered the puppet line, which once frustrated all the disciples. How about opening the ruins this time and letting them go in and practice? There are many rare treasures and panacea in the ruins. It’s up to them to get more or less. itself."

Su Changyi holds the novel in his hand, and has the memory of Jun Yao Yinshen, so he can naturally and quickly find out the relevant information about the ruins of the primordial spirit mentioned by the other party from his memory.

The ancient ruins of Hongmeng can stand shoulder to shoulder with the deep forest of Kunze. They are all traces left after the Great War of Creation God. They have gone through years unimaginable by ordinary people. They are portrayed by time, buried under history and legends, and sealed in In Huanshan Mountain of Shangqing Ruins, there are innumerable treasures that monks are envious of.

The abundance of Mount Huan is precisely because there is an inexhaustible treasure house behind it.

Bai Lian was stunned? He was stunned, his eyes were brightened, full of excitement, he grabbed Qinghe's black and gold robe sleeves and swayed in place.

"Really, really?!"

Qinghe nodded, not understanding why she reacted like this, and of course Su Changyi didn't know either.

I saw that Bai Lian couldn't help but patted his face with both hands, making a slapping sound, and soon that little face that was lightly applied with makeup was faintly flushed.

Qinghe Yuxin couldn't bear it, took her hand, and asked helplessly: "Isn't it just a relic? You..."

"Senior Sister, I like you so much!" Bai Lian, whose face had been patted, suddenly burst into flames, hugged Qing He, and pressed his whole body against him, with his arms around the other's neck, and his mouth close to the other's There was a promiscuous kiss on the face, "You know! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I?

Long-scented incense is a kind of incense that temporarily avoids breathing in the world of self-cultivation. It can make people who are addicted to it fall into a state of suspended animation. The effect of high-quality long-scented incense can last for several years.Bai Lian has refined it before? The inferior long breath incense lasts for one day.

At that time, the person who tried it was Qinghe. He sniffed and lay down, and woke up on time the next day, which was equivalent to sleeping. The effect was not obvious, and the practice was not very satisfactory. It lasted a long time. For a period of time, I searched for materials everywhere.

Knowing that the most likely material for refining long-breathing incense is in the depths of the extreme northern ice abyss, a herb called Bingxin? Grass, which can be used as a fragrance, so I begged Jun Yao to give her a helping hand, Bingxin? It is indeed possible to refine long-breathing incense, but the effect? ​​But? It is only slightly higher than that of inferior ones.

After years of experimentation and refinement, Bai Lian finally found a herbal medicine from Zhicao Peak's classics that can be used to refine high-quality long-scented incense. However, this herb is not very precious, but it is also easy to pick.

It's because this kind of herb is only found in the Grandmist Ruins, and the Grandmist Ruins can't be entered anytime and anywhere.

Qing He's move can just help Bai Lian get what he wanted.

Bai Lian's round eyes sparkled, and he said excitedly: "Senior Sister, I want to go in too!"

This is not a bad move. Bai Lian has been studying the matter of Changxixiang. Qinghe knew about it several years ago, and was dragged by the other party to test the medicine for this. The opening of the Hongmeng Ruins is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Bai Lian. .

Qing He thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yes, it is possible, but this matter is serious? The disciples in Shangqingxu are trying. If you go in, you can only take it? The herbs will come out immediately. Compete with others."

"All right, all right, all right, as long as you let me in, and I, Bai Lian, will agree to everything else." She patted her chest and replied pompously.

Qinghe also looked at Bai Lianxin and smiled happily, feeling a little relieved, as if a family had children who were just growing up.

The spacious and bright hall stood solemnly, only Su Changyi stood with one hand behind his back, his gaze towards Bai Lian suddenly became silent, and there was a calculating gleam in his dark peach blossom eyes, which flashed and disappeared.

Bai Lian accepted the activation of the Hongmeng Ruins, but Qing He asked Su Changyi, "Jun Yao, what do you say?"

Su Changyi raised his eyebrows and said, "Whatever you want."

So all three? Agree.

After the discussion was over, the three of them paced out. Zhengyang Palace parted ways after some compliments, Su Changyi was at the end and walked the slowest, Qinghe Yujian flew in the direction of Xuanshan, and soon the black golden figure Disappeared in the cloud.

In a few moments, she raised her hand to condense out a long sword of nothingness, stood on tiptoe and jumped hastily, then Shi Shiran landed on the flat and thick sword, and chased after him with the sword in the direction Bai Lian was flying to.

Liuyun brushed past him, and the whirring sound fell on his ears like muffled wind and thunder. After catching up with Bai Lian, the rapid speed slowed down, and the sound of the wind gradually subsided.

Sensing movement behind him, Bai Lian turned his head and saw a slender figure that almost merged with the vast sea of ​​clouds. He fixed his eyes and saw that it was Jun Yao who was following closely.

She controlled her speed and stopped Saber Xiaolan in the void, Yu Jian turned around, and met the person who was running towards her, she couldn't help asking: "Senior Sister, how did you get here? Are you here? Don't you want to go back to Yaoshan?"

Su Changyi smiled, "I have to go back. But... I want to ask my junior sister to borrow something first."

"That's easy to say," Bai Lian said quickly, "What do you want to borrow, Senior Sister?"

Seeing that the person easily agreed, Su Changyi smiled with satisfaction: "Changxixiang, there should be some left over from what my sister refined before, I? I want to ask for some."

Bai Lian curled his lips and nodded, "Yes, there are, but? They are not high-grade, but low-grade, and the aging is only seven or eight days. I don't know if it is enough for senior sisters."

"enough?."

Changxixiang didn't appear in Su Changyi's plan originally, but Bai Lian mentioned it today, and it happened to be able to complete the plan. She naturally didn't mind being prepared for the matter of keeping her mouth shut.

After taking the long breath, Su Changyi Yujian flew to the Sulingyuan, found Pinglan, and threw the things in front of Pinglan's desk.

Ping Lan was sipping tea, seeing this, she couldn't help but ask, "What is this?"

Su Changyi replied: "Changxixiang, for you? To fake death? This way it will be more authentic."

Ping Lan put down the teacup, took it over and took a look, "Smell?" She raised her hand to sniff at the tip of her nose, but was stopped by Su Changyi, she raised her eyes and raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong? ?”

With a sullen face, Su Changyi warned, "Sleep as soon as you hear it, it lasts for seven or eight days, you? Don't miss it? Dabi!"

"...You? Why didn't you say it earlier!" Surprised, Ping Lan immediately put the thing down, with a look of abandonment, "By the way, where did you get this thing?"

After the last sentence, Su Changyi didn't bother to return. He just walked towards the door, stopped for a moment, looked at the courtyard without turning his head, and said in a solemn voice: "I want you? Is it true that you will do what you say? You, Ping Lan, you? Don't disappoint me."

Ping Lan was silent in the clear lingering sound, watching the lonely and independent figure gradually walk into the atrium, and then took the teacup and drank the fragrant herbal tea in one gulp, but it still failed to relieve the thirst deep in her throat .

***

Ever since he had the dream of being gouged out, He Qingxie has disappeared. In the past, he would break into the Lingqing Palace in the middle of the night after a day or two. Now, after five or six days, Su Changyi has not seen him again. Outlaw figure.

I don't know why, she is not used to it when she doesn't fight and scold each other, as if she is missing? Something.

In the early morning of the next day, the morning light was faint.

The brown-billed white cranes on Yaoshan Yunya spread their wings and fly high, hovering in the square in front of Lingqing Hall.

Boom, boom—the ancient grand bell echoed 36 times throughout Yaoshan.

Looking down at the hundreds of steps, rows of white clothes rustled in the wind, and the snow-white scabbard reflected bright light in the morning light. The eyes of each disciple were filled with light, making it hard to tell what was inside? It was pride, Confidence is still eager to try, but they all remain unchanged, waiting for the heart-pounding and extremely anticipating big test.

Su Changyi looked down at the past from top to bottom, and with a glance, he saw He Qingxie who was standing at the bottom of the first row, in the middle of the front. Another wild smile.

Ha ha.

Su Changyi sneered twice in his heart, very disdainful, and turned his eyes away in disdain.

He Qingxie's face below suddenly turned dark, and the knuckles of his hands holding Kunwu's scabbard were raised, showing a kind of bloodless white under the bright light.

And then Su Changyi saw Ping Lan, who was wearing a snow-white student uniform and only held a sword, among a group of disciples. The other party happened to look over at the same moment, and their eyes met. Understand.

Su Changyi casually said? Two lines of oath, which can be regarded as encouraging? Yaoshan disciples.

"Life comes first, friendship comes second. Trials are more important than training, ranking is not important? What matters..."

She doesn't care about the results of the Grand Competition, so it's good for Yaoshan disciples to work hard, and the most important thing is to participate.

But Yaoshan disciples are full of expectations for the annual competition for a long time, and everyone is full of momentum, hoping to shine in this competition. What's more, they want to win the first place. After saying the oath, all the disciples raised their right hands and waved their fists, shouting in unison, "My mountain must win"?

Su Changyi raised the corners of his lips in embarrassment, and said with a smile, "That's very good."

She raised her hand to signal, "Let's go then?"

The specific location of this grand competition is the Hongmeng ruins, and the entrance is at Huanshan, the main peak of Shangqingxu. The other disciples from the second hall and one peak all rushed to Huanshan with their swords. They are low-level disciples who have built their foundations and can't control their swords. Both are carried by high-ranking disciples.

Everyone joined forces in twos and threes. Su Changyi coughed lightly, looked at someone under the steps, and hooked the corner of her mouth with a smug smile. She calmly raised her arm, rushed to a certain direction on the square, and gracefully hooked? finger.

"My lover, come up, I will carry you with my sword?"

The clear voice of Spring Breeze and Rain, with infinite pampering and tenderness, swayed through the void in an instant, spread to all directions of the square, and fell on everyone's ears at the same time.

There was a moment of silence, the cold winter wind died down, and the noise in the whole square was instantly choked to death.

There was a lot of people's voices just now, but now the needle drop can be heard. Countless disciples paused in various movements, opened their eyes wide in disbelief, and numbness, envy and horror fell on their faces as if copied.

Everyone thought? No, shocking!Junior Sister He is really suffering!Master really loves Junior Sister He!

In fact, no one noticed that He Qingxie, who was standing at the front of the crowd, had turned pale, his calm and calm expression gradually cracked.

He Qingxie couldn't feel the panic of the crowd and the envy of a few people. She clenched her Kunwu sword tightly and looked up to Su Changyi's eyes.

Everyone seemed to know that Su Changyi was calling her, but she was the only one who knew that the other party was not looking at her, nor was she looking at her under the square.

What a shame, He Qingxie thought helplessly.

He was so shamed that he couldn't help feeling tight in his chest, and his face turned pale. At the same time, he couldn't restrain the blurry scene in front of him, as if the whole world was upside down and everyone was in a mess.

Holding Kunwu, she didn't know how to hide her strange panic for a while.

Compared to He Qingxie's helplessness, Su Changyi was more calm. She waved to Pinglan again, "Qing'er, come up quickly." Although the tone was slightly impatient, it was still gentle enough.

These words were like thunder on the ground, and the entire square was blown up? Everyone present gasped, and then exclaimed.

He Qingxie's face was even paler, and his figure stood on the spot, and he seemed to be crumbling if he was slightly blown by the wind.

How dare she!

Then, she heard the ramblings and broken words around her like a tidal wave, and they all came to her.

"Mother! I? Did you hear that? What?"

"Seeing is worth seeing once, Master's gentleness!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I? I like Master's tone. Call me that? I can get hard on the spot!"

"Only me? Pay attention, this little junior sister named Du Qing seems to be more favored by the master than junior sister He?"

Hearing this sentence, He Qingxie's heart was full of anger, he turned his face away and gave the other party a stern look.

other side:"……"

However, Ping Lan who heard this said: "..."

She was still immersed in the "Qing'er" just now, disgusted? Dead?!

How can Jun Yao figure it out?She simply didn't care much, just her heart moved at will, almost amidst the roar of the tide, the high-ranking person rushed up through the void? Mouthed: "So tall, you? Let me? A disciple of the Foundation Establishment Period Climb to death on the steps?"

The eyesight of the monks in the Mahayana period can be seen clearly, even if there are thousands of steps, they can see the opponent's mouth clearly.

Su Changyi remained silent, what Ping Lan said was very true, it was indeed her lack of thoughtfulness.

The sound of the wind passed by, and the snow-white and soft figure floated down on the square. Ping Lan walked over and saluted Su Changyi, "Master."

Su Changyi flicked his sleeves, and a long sword of nothingness condensed into a phantom under the bright sun, swinging unsteadily in the air. She went over to hold Ping Lan's thin shoulders, hugged him by the waist, and then flew Put on the long sword, and place people carefully on the sword.

"Stand up?"

"Ah."

"Take this seat?"

"it is good."

Su Changyi cast a glance at He Qingxie who was below, and felt a sense of joy in his heart. He turned Ping Lan over and faced him, then took Ping Lan's hand and put it on his waist, "This way Be more stable."

With such a posture, Ping Lan's whole body seemed to be buried in Su Changyi's arms. She blushed. Her cheeks and exposed ears were also stained red, and her voice was muffled, "Thank you, Master. "

Soft tone, seems shy.

Crazy? He Qingxie: "..."

Afterwards, Su Changyi cast another glance at He Qingxie and found that the other person's entire face was still black except for the black. He immediately felt that it was not very interesting, so he could only shamelessly show how naive he was.

She clicked her tongue.

Controlling nothingness? The long sword flew towards Huanshan in the east with a whistling sound of wind.

Seeing this, the other disciples didn't bother to gossip anymore, and they all chased after the meteor-like figure with their swords.

The author has something to say: #You are like a fish, in my lotus pond#

Su: Sinister, die!