Refusing to work overtime for the teacher

"Xiao Xun." Xie Ling whispered behind Xiao Xun, with a disapproving tone.

"Trust me." Xiao Xun narrowed his eyes and turned his head to smile at Xiao Xun.

But how does Xie Ling believe this? Ye Qinghong is different from Xiao Xun who met Gu Qing and Wu Fangnian in the secret realm of Donghua Banquet.Even if Xiao Xun has many secrets, Xie Ling can't let him show off at this time.Xie Ling planned to throw Xiao Xun directly back on the cloud boat, but this guy stepped on and rushed out.

The scarlet sleeves of the clothes fell into an arc in the night, and the slender steps were light, holding an astrolabe made of old wood, and the fingertips on the astrolabe were shining brightly.

He took one step at a time, and took seven steps in an instant, forming a series of formations, reflecting the seven stars in the sky.

Xie Ling only felt that this scene was too familiar.The last time he saw someone set up a chain formation was in the secret realm of Donghua Banquet, Zhang Tao who came and went suddenly.

Zhang Tao.This is an ordinary and unremarkable name, and the sect he was born in is even more unknown in the Jianghu.

Xie Ling silently read this person's name in her heart.He didn't get along with Zhang Tao for a long time, but Zhang Tao made several shots in front of him. The man's movement, the way he fell, and even the gesture of holding the astrolabe were all the same as Xiao Xun now!

At that time, Xie Ling separated from Zhang Tao with the identity of Chen He, and there was no trace of Zhang Tao in the secret realm after that.When Zhang Tao disappeared and Xiao Xun appeared, the first thing that guy did was to trouble Qingshan Academy.

In this way, Xiao Xun pretended to be Zhang Tao? But why did Xiao Xun hold such an identity? Xie Ling was shocked and puzzled, then recalled that Zhang Tao took good care of his false identity "Chen He", Feng Xue When he got heavy, he insisted on holding an umbrella for "Chen He". Later, when he came back as Xie Ling, Xiao Xun also insisted on holding an umbrella for him to keep out the snow.Could it be that at that time, Xiao Xun already knew that Chen He was him?

This kid... Xie Ling has mixed feelings.

Behind the seven-star formation, Xiao Xun formed a eight-diagram formation, and the clouds in the sky became heavier, and electric lights could be seen flashing from time to time.

Xiao Xun's Thunder Tribulation was about to fall.Xie Ling vaguely understood what this guy was up to, and before rushing forward, he turned his gaze outside—there were still people from Qingshan Academy gathered outside this paradise.They were ordered by Ye Qinghong to retreat, and they did not form a formation, especially with resentment.

Xie Ling stepped outside the blessed land, and appeared in front of the group of people without warning, flipped his wrist, and the sword light flooded like a tide, rushing the group of people down to the bottom of the mountain in an instant.

The atmosphere in the blessed land became more and more dignified, not because of Ye Qinghong's state of extinction, but because of the desolate thunder calamity.There were a few dull sounds rolling in the thick clouds, and the purple lightning was like a dry hand stretched out from the sky, getting closer each time.

Of course, Ye Qinghong's piano sound is also not polite, fingertips are picking strings, and the voice is full of killing intent.Xiao Xun kept avoiding, but he didn't appear to be in a hurry, his steps were orderly, but he didn't set up an formation, but kept approaching Ye Qinghong while dodging.

Ye Qinghong's eyes moved slightly, he had a bad premonition, his figure swept away, and he flashed to another place like a ghost.

At this moment, the night was torn apart by a sharp arc of light, and it rushed from the dome to the mountains, turning into a fire in an instant.Xiao Xun stopped and flicked his sleeves.The formation where the fire occurred radiated light, while the rest of the formations were all ablaze.

The sky fire made the wall, just besieging Ye Qinghong.

Helplessness appeared in Xiao Xun's eyes, and he extended his hand to Ye Qinghong.

"It's a good plan." Ye Qinghong swept the surroundings and said.

Boom!

The first thunder fell, and struck Xiao Xun quickly and fiercely.Xiao Xun replaced the astrolabe with two swords, one long and one short, and headed towards the thunder.Seeing this situation, Ye Qinghong didn't break the line, pressed his fingers on the strings of the zither, and played a quick note.

The sky and the ground are pinching each other, but they are not faster than Xiao Xun, but seeing Xiao Xun soaring into the sky, he stirred up the thunder cloud, stepped on the sound blade, leaped out with his strength, and fell hard towards Ye Qinghong.

The blade of the sword carries blue light, the whistle of the sword accompanies thunder, and the sword threatens to kill.

Ye Qinghong stood at the same place without changing his face and played the piano, his vigor swept towards Xiao Xun like a fan, the moment they collided, the thunder on his sword dissipated completely.

Shino's fire trembled violently.

Boom!

The second thunder struck, Xiao Xun repeated his old trick.This time he didn't jump to the sky, when the thunder fell, he caught it with the tip of his sword, and then stabbed fiercely on the ground.

In the eight-direction formation, no matter how the light of fire quenched the light of thunder, Ye Qinghong would no longer besieged. Instead, he switched from defense to offense and quickly closed in.

"It's really a powerful array cultivator." Ye Qinghong's eyes showed appreciation, "If you cultivate to a higher level, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with."

Ye Qinghong began to break through the dilapidated formation.He didn't break through one by one, but waved his sleeves, breaking all the formations with powerful strength in an instant.

Xiao Xun's expression also remained unchanged.

The third thunder came.

Xiao Xun changed weapons again and picked up the astrolabe again.

He was setting up the formation again, his speed was much faster than before, even Ye Qinghong couldn't catch Xiao Xun's exact position, only the afterimage could not be seen.

It was during this process that the third thunder disappeared.

The fourth thunder, the fifth, the sixth, and the seventh all appeared at unusual speeds and frequencies, and all disappeared strangely like the third.

The wind blew up and stopped in the mountains, Xiao Xun slowed down before the eighth thunder fell.He stepped onto the ground with the astrolabe in his hand, his dark eyes were slightly bent, and there was a faint light flickering between his brows, and he flicked his sleeves again, extinguishing the fire burning in this mountain.

Ye Qinghong stood a few feet away, his expression still admiring: "The formation you just made is for the Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation."

"Good eyesight." Xiao Xun nodded to him.

"You even made yourself into a formation." Ye Qinghong said again.

Xiao Xun nodded for the second time: "That's right."

"But you think you can kill me with this?" Ye Qinghong sneered.

Xiao Xun shrugged his shoulders, but did not answer.His figure turned into an afterimage again, darting towards Ye Qinghong.

Ye Qinghong narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Hengqin played a passionate killing song in front of him.

Xiao Xun stepped into the wind, stepping higher and higher step by step, a faint light flowed between his brows, and black mist filled his whole body.However, this layer of fog is very thin, appearing quietly, and disappearing even more quietly, without being noticed by anyone, including Xiao Xun himself.Xiao Xun's eyes became deeper and deeper, and after reaching a high altitude, he suddenly sank, and rushed towards Ye Qinghong with the force of his fall.

Ye Qinghong played the piano calmly, the spiritual energy scattered in front of him like flying flowers, and every flying flower was a killing blade, Xiao Xun crushed them all and forced them to him in an instant.

The distance was only a short distance away, Xiao Xun raised his hand and smashed the astrolabe towards Ye Qinghong's face!

"The sky thunder in the realm of spiritual emptiness is nothing compared to seniors in the realm of extinction." Xiao Xun pulled up the corner of his lips and laughed, "But I still want to thank senior for helping me overcome the calamity."

boom!

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

Several thunderbolts exploded at the same time, the brilliance dazzling.

His sleeves and hair were blown away, Ye Qinghong's eyes were cold, and he struck out brazenly amidst the light, smashing the wind and thunder with his palm, straight to Xiao Xun's chest.

Xiao Xun quickly retreated.

Boom!

There was another shock, it was the eighth thunderbolt, which should have fallen towards Xiao Xun, but Ye Qinghong raised his hand to catch it.

Ye Qinghong sneered at Xiao Xun, and repeated what he said just now: "Do you think you can win me by doing this?"

The gust of wind whipped Xiao Xun's sleeves flying wildly.He also laughed, "Even if the senior is in the realm of extinction, it still hurts to hold the thunder that fell from the heavens in his hands."

Xiao Xun raised his hand, with the palm facing inward, he waved slowly, and said, "Come on, smash it over."

An angry look appeared on Ye Qinghong's face.Holding the piano in his left hand and the thunder in his right hand, he took a step towards Xiao Xun, but before he could move, he heard a male voice behind him:

"Ye Qinghong, you can't win."

The sound was cold, like melting snow on a branch.

"Mr. Xuesheng thinks so?" Ye Qinghong said without turning his head.

Xie Ling lowered her eyes and raised them again: "Don't forget, I'm still here."

Before the words landed, Xie Ling drew out his sword.Leaving the hand sword is a cold light arc, straight to the back of Ye Qinghong's heart.Ye Qinghong expected him to do this, immediately turned around and slapped Tianlei in his hand.

The sword qi and thunder collided, and there was another bang in the mountains and fields.During the sway, Ye Qinghong rose into the sky, and said to Xie Ling: "Mr. Xuesheng, let's see you next time." After speaking, it turned into a stream of light and went away.

Xie Ling didn't respond to these words, and didn't even look in the direction Ye Qinghong was leaving. He didn't use the sword to hurt or kill people.He walked towards Xiao Xun with strides, and said: "Sit down and adjust your breath." His tone was complicated, mainly worried, with hints of disapproval and blame.

"You should do the same, he hit you with the eighth thunderbolt." Xiao Xun threw the astrolabe into his sleeve, pressed Xie Ling's shoulder, looked him carefully from top to bottom, and grabbed his hand Feel his wrist pulse.

Xiao Xun's eyes were darker than usual, and between his words, a layer of mist appeared on his body.But Xie Ling looked up at the sky and didn't pay attention.

There were still thick clouds hanging in the sky, and the wind was blowing, but it was not gentle, and it swept across the fields with a heavy force, full of fierceness.

"Small matter." Xie Ling said indifferently, took out the previously prepared talisman paper, and pressed Xiao Xun's shoulder to let him sit down, "You still have the last thunder from the sky, and it is also the most powerful one. Finish the thunder first Jie, let’s talk about the rest later.”

Xie Ling spoke quickly, Xiao Xun blinked slowly, and sat down on the grass following Xie Ling's wishes, allowing Xie Ling to stuff the talisman paper into his hands.

A lock of Xie Ling's hair fell to the side of her face, but she didn't notice it.Xiao Xun stared at it, only felt that this lock of hair was shaking in the wind, shaking to his heart.

His heart was itchy, his fingers trembled, he lifted it up to help Xie Ling put this lock of hair back behind his ear.

The night was dark and the clouds were thick, but they were not as good as Xiao Xun's eyes.Xiao Xun blinked again, and said in a low voice: "Don't be so nice to me, it's too nice."

Hearing this, Xie Ling felt a little strange, but his attention was all on Lei Jie, so he didn't pay much attention to it.He glanced at the sky again.Xiao Xun still had the last thunderbolt left, and with that talisman, it must be safe.Thinking of this, he planned to go to a location a little further away, but just as he turned around, Xiao Xun grabbed his hand.

"Aren't you curious before, what am I thinking about?" Xiao Xun said.

Xie Ling remembered that this was a matter in the Jinjiang City inn, but it was already this time, so why mention all these things? Xie Ling gave him a glare: "Calm down and overcome the calamity."

But Xiao Xun said, "I can't calm down."

The clouds in the sky are extremely thick, and the ink color is about to condense.

Xiao Xun blinked for the third time, stretched out his hand and pulled Xie Ling, causing him to fall to sit in front of him.

Boom!

The ninth thunder finally split in the night, with such a great momentum, it was as if an ancient god opened up the world.The whole mountain seemed to be lifted up, the trees fell sideways, the gravel flew, and the surrounding fields shook endlessly.

The black mist around Xiao Xun's body, which was always fleeting, rose suddenly, like a pair of palms stretched out to the sky, firmly catching the thunder.

And Xiao Xun stared at Xie Ling with his dark eyes, stared at his eyebrows and nose bridge, then leaned his upper body forward, and placed a kiss on his lips.

The author has something to say:

I feel like I didn't write it well, I will change it tomorrow