After the rebirth, the big guy just wants to act like a baby

Lou Zhefei choked.

This person not only has a brain problem, but even his eyes are a decoration!

He loves him?

Hehe, he obviously wanted to shoot him to death.

Lou Zhefei didn't answer, Jiang Bai thought he had guessed right, his expression was even more moved, tears welled up in his eyes, and his heart ached terribly.

His predestined lover, Jiang Bai, had such a hard life!

With so many injuries on his face, and wearing such shabby clothes, he didn't know if he had been abused.

Fortunately, he arrived in time.

Jiang Bai took out a handkerchief from his arms, and carefully wiped the blood on Lou Zhefei's hands.

The clean white handkerchief was quickly stained, but Lou Zhefei's hands were not wiped too clean, the blood was rubbed onto it at some point, and it was all dried up, and it couldn't be wiped clean just by wiping it like this.

It can be seen from this that Jiang Bai is undoubtedly a young man with little life experience.

Lou Zhefei also feels that she is too dirty now, since someone is rushing to serve, there is no need to refuse.

Although the effect is not obvious and the service is not in place, it is better than nothing.

So he didn't pull out his hand, and let Jiang Bai wipe it carefully.

After wiping for a while, after confirming that it was not clean, Jiang Bai threw away the handkerchief, held Lou Zhefei's hand, and said solemnly: "I came too late and made you suffer."

Lou Zhefei subconsciously wanted to push him away, but when she saw his reddish eyes, she couldn't do anything.

I felt weird, I couldn't tell what it was like.

"Why are you crying?" Lou Zhefei had a headache.

Jiang Bai just kept his head down and didn't make a sound. Looking at the red eye circles, he probably shed tears just now.

"I didn't cry." Jiang Bai let out a long breath, and said awkwardly, "I just feel a little uncomfortable in my eyes."

Lou Zhefei raised her eyebrows, but didn't expose his lie.

"In the future, I will protect you well and won't let you suffer any more." Jiang Bai took his hand.

Lou Zhefei froze for a moment.

He had heard the word "protection" many times, but this was the first time he had been protected.

Jiang Bai pursed his lips and promised, "I will work hard to become stronger, and I won't let anyone bully you."

Lou Zhefei was silent for a while: "Are you..."

Jiang Bai asked curiously: "Huh? What is it?"

"...It's nothing." Lou Zhefei swallowed the word "stupid".

Wu Liang and the others who were ignored next to him looked strange, staring at the sticky two people, mainly Jiang Bai.

Jiang Bai is not an ordinary person, whether it is the way he appears or the aura exuding from his body, it all shows this.

Wuliang sized up Jiang Bai for a long while, then calmly released a trace of spiritual power, wanting to test his cultivation level.

This young man is not like a simple character, although he was crying, but he suddenly appeared, and he was so enthusiastic about Lou Zhefei, it is very likely that he had the same idea as him, so he had to make plans early.

As soon as that trace of spiritual power was released, Lou Zhefei noticed it. His spiritual consciousness was so powerful that it could spread out for hundreds of miles, and his countless small movements could not be hidden from him at all.

Although the trace of spiritual power was directed at Jiang Bai, Lou Zhefei and Jiang Bai were very close, and there was also a feeling of being offended.

He subconsciously closed his eyes and rubbed his knuckles.

At this moment, a ray of light flashed and struck in the boundless direction.

Jiang Bai held the sword in one hand, the smile on his face disappeared, and he scolded angrily: "There are so many young people who are sneaky in the first immortal sect, it's really shameless!"

Lou Zhefei was slightly surprised, and looked at Jiang Bai who stood in front of her.

He had long developed a calm temperament, and although he was shocked to see Jiang Bai's attack so tyrannical, he was not as obvious as others.

Wuliang raised his hand to block Jiang Bai's attack, his face was ugly.

Anyone who was accused so mercilessly by a young man would not swallow it easily, let alone a person with such a good face like Wu Liang.

Wuliang said in a deep voice: "Your child is crazy! Knowing that we are members of the No. [-] Immortal Sect, you are still so rude, where did your teacher come from, why don't you report your name quickly!"

Jiang Bai rolled his eyes and spat at him: "Shameless man, you don't deserve to know my name!"

His whole demeanor has changed, and he looks like a different person from the moment when his eyes were red.

Lou Zhefei squinted her eyes with interest, interesting.

Can't tell, this boy still has two faces.

Wuliang almost turned his nose in anger, the power emanating from Jiang Bai was beyond his expectation, if it was not a last resort, he didn't want to fight Jiang Bai: "I forgive you for being young, I don't care about you, leave quickly, Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Jiang Baili ignored him, pointed his sword to the ground, and looked back at Lou Zhefei: "Are they the ones who bullied you?"

Lou Zhefei didn't answer, her eyes fell on his sword.

It was a sword with a very unique shape. The blade was slightly wider and looked quite heavy.

However, the focus of Lou Zhefei's attention is not the sword, but Jiansui.

The style of Jian Sui is the most common, with a small round jade pendant hanging on it. The middle of the jade pendant is hollowed out, and the smooth lines form two characters - Luofeng.

Fallen maple!

A dark light flashed in Lou Zhe's eyes.

The road to practice is bumpy, and the price of pills and secret books is high, and it takes a lot of spirit stones to exchange them, so the number of casual practitioners is decreasing day by day.

Nowadays, most of the monks come from two places: one is the Xianzong, and the other is the aristocratic family.

In the world of comprehension, there are four great sects of immortals, twelve great families, many monks under their sects, and their strength is tyrannical.

In addition, there is a more mysterious place outside the world - Luofeng Valley.

There are not many monks in Fallen Maple Valley, but all of them are very talented in cultivation. There are less than ten people in the world who have cultivated to perfection, and there are two in Fallen Maple Valley.

Fallen Maple Valley is the most mysterious existence in the cultivation world, people in the valley rarely come out, they don't intervene in the disputes in the cultivation world, stay out of it, and form their own faction.

Lou Zhefei had a good impression of Luofenggu.

In the Cangxue Peak battle in the previous life, the First Immortal Sect gathered everyone in the cultivation world. All the major Immortal Sects and aristocratic families participated, but Luofenggu did not get involved.

Unexpectedly, this young man came from Luofeng Valley, his strength should be not bad, judging by his clothes, he probably has a rather noble status.

How tiring to do it yourself, there are simple ways to solve the problem, why not do it.

With a thought in her mind, Lou Zhefei had a new idea.

"I don't know them, and I don't know what offended them."

Pretending to be pitiful is also a technical job. You don't need to make it too clear, just point it out, and when necessary, you can also supplement it with other behaviors.

Lou Zhefei looked at the three people in the distance, sighed, and slowly lowered her head.

"Be clear, what do you mean by that?"

"Our master kindly accepted you as an apprentice, but you not only didn't appreciate it, you even pretended to be deaf and dumb..."

Jiang Bai frowned impatiently, turned his wrist, and the tip of his sword deflected against the ground, and a sharp light pierced towards the chattering No. [-] Immortal Sect disciple.

He said coldly: "Shut up, you have no place to talk here!"

It depends on the owner to beat the dog, and he was humiliated one after another, and Wu Liang's face turned black: "Toasting and not eating fine wine, it's just presumptuous!"

He made seals with his hands and swung a blow, only to see a sharp wind suddenly blowing up the willow tree next to him crazily.

Each willow leaf is covered with a layer of faint light, showing a bright silvery white under the sunlight.

The willow leaves shaped like scimitars covered the sky, cutting through the airflow, and riding the fierce wind, they scrambled to fly towards Jiang Bai.

No, Wuliang has really moved!

Lou Zhefei's eyes darkened, Jiang Bai was the most important part of his plan, and nothing happened now.

With quick movements on his hand, he drew a talisman, flicked his fingertips lightly, and the faint red pattern was pushed towards Jiang Bai.

Everyone's attention was on Jiang Bai, and no one noticed what Lou Zhefei did.

This blow was no joke, Jiang Bai wanted to dodge on conditioned reflex, when he turned halfway, he suddenly remembered that Lou Zhefei was standing behind him.

How could an ordinary person withstand this blow? If he dodged it, he would undoubtedly expose the people behind him to danger.

There are many types of sword moves, and each has its own characteristics. Jiang Bai is practicing the wind sword, which is famous for its speed. Dodging and attacking complement each other. Standing still becomes a living target.

The most suitable choice is that he quickly dodges, and then goes around from another direction, attacking Wuliang.

The matter was urgent, so he couldn't afford to hesitate!

Jiang Bai stopped immediately, gritted his teeth, swung his sword forward, and faced the attack head-on.

He didn't move away.

He gave up the right choice.

Lou Zhefei, who was behind him, had a panoramic view of everything, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and the light in her eyes was much gentler.

Jiang Bai's choice was beyond his expectations, but within his expectations.

Behind Jiang Bai, a red light suddenly flashed.

In an instant, everything stopped, the wind stopped, and willow leaves fluttered to the ground.

Except for the falling leaves and flying flowers, it was as if nothing had happened.

Holding the sword, Jiang Bai lowered his head in a daze, unable to recover.

How is this going?

Wuliang's eyes widened in disbelief, and Jiang Bai's figure was reflected in the cloudy pupils: "Impossible, it's impossible for you to have such a powerful force?!"

Jiang Bai couldn't react, but Wuliang knew that his attack was not blocked, but swallowed.

That strange red light.

Could it be that he is already so powerful?Can you defuse other people's attacks without making a move?

Jiang Bai turned his head, grinned at Lou Zhefei, and smiled brightly: "Don't worry, I've become stronger now, and I can protect you well."

He kicked a willow leaf on the ground, raised his chin, and challenged Wu Liang arrogantly: "That's all you can do?"

Infinite: "..."

Lou Zhefei laughed helplessly.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the Lou family who were hiding aside. When he saw the younger siblings in their arms, his eyes suddenly cooled down.

Jiang Bai had had enough provocations, and ran over bumpily: "He is too weak, don't worship him as a teacher, come with me."

Lou Zhefei recalled the thought of running away, and repeated inexplicably: "Come with you?"

He is his destined lover, so of course he has to follow him back to the valley.

Jiang Bai nodded, raised his hand to touch his swollen eyelids: "Come with me, I will take good care of you."

When we are adults, we will form a bond and we will not be separated for the rest of our lives.

Jiang Bai added silently in his heart.

Seeing that the plan was full of side effects, Wuliang couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily: "Lou Zhefei, your parents have already made the decision, and you are now the number one Immortal Sect!"

Before Lou Zhefei had time to refute, she was hugged by Jiang Bai who suddenly rushed over: "Go to his mother's first immortal sect, a place where filth is hidden, who cares to go?!"

The young man was not as tall as him, hugging him tightly, raised the sword in his hand, pointed at Wu Liang in front of him, and said harshly: "He is mine!"

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