What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

Remember, I will call you Big Brother from now on.

Yue Zhezhi followed the figure and looked to the left.

Under the bright sunlight, Rong Yan looked like a sharp sword that had just been scabbard, stained with blood.

His white hair was in half a tuft, and the jade silk sash around his waist swayed with the hem of his snow-white clothes. His high nose was still covered with thin cold sweat from panic.

Maybe it's because they've been together for a long time, even though Rong Yan didn't speak at the moment, Yue Zhezhi could read from his expression what he wanted to say at the moment.

Don't be angry, I didn't intend to hide from you about the transfer to the way of the sword, let's find a place and have a good talk, okay?

——It seems that the matter of the ghost domain has been resolved. After rushing back from the ghost domain to Rong's house, he knew that Rong Xuanji had told him about his conversion to the way of swordsmanship.

However, judging by his expression, he seemed unaware that his identity as Venerable Ying had been discovered.

Yue Zhezhi glanced at Rong Yan coldly, he staggered Rong Yan's gaze, pretending that he didn't see what the other party meant.Plugged in the contact jade tablet, stood up straight, and called out to my little brother in a casual manner.

Rong Yan's voice was hoarse, unable to speak.

He obviously felt that Yue Zhezhi was cold and alienated a lot.

As expected, within reason.

Yue Zhezhi was with him without emotion, all he did was to make him stand up after breaking down, and then practice the ruthless way.

When Rong Yan learned about Yue Zhezhi's purpose from Yiling, he expected that Yue Zhezhi would be angry when he found out that he had changed to the way of swordsmanship. , and then alienate and indifference.

He just didn't expect that this day would come so fast and so suddenly.

According to his plan, he wanted to make Yue Zhezhi's heart flutter, or tell Yue Zhezhi that he had changed the way of the sword when he felt a little bit moved by guilt.

Rong Xuanji and the others kept their mouths tight and would not publicize anything about him without his signal.

And Yue Zhezhi didn't want to contact the Rong family, so naturally he had no way of knowing that he had switched to the way of swordsmanship.

Therefore, as long as Yue Zhezhi goes according to plan and does not know in advance that he has switched to the way of swordsmanship, Yue Zhezhi may stay by his side and become a Taoist partner with him.

Rong Yan thought he had everything figured out, but he didn't expect that when he went to Huangquan, all secrets were kept secret, an accident happened instead, and Yue Zhezhi knew about it in advance.

Rong Yan tightened his chapped lips, the blood of killing madness in Huangquan suddenly cooled down, and the wounds pierced and crushed by various magic weapons on his body burst out with the pain they deserved.

Rong Yan has settled the matter over at Huangquan, but he still hasn't had time to heal his wounds.

Putting away the contact jade tablet, Rong Yan read the sound transmission with his heart.

"Brother, let's talk, shall we?"

Yue Zhezhi raised his eyes, glanced at him, and was stingy with words.

The junior brother "Wen Rushui" at the side was completely unaware of the undercurrent between the two, he stroked the little heart that was frightened by Rong Yan's sudden appearance, and said solemnly:

"The teleportation array is not allowed in the sect, junior brother, don't use the teleportation array next time, it will appear suddenly, it's scary, okay?"

Rong Yan looked away from Yue Zhezhi, the education he had received from childhood did not allow him to be rude.

"Sorry, Seventh Senior Brother."

He explained: "I heard that the master has returned to the sect, and I care about the master, so I used the teleportation array to reach the gate of the Qingxin Palace. It was definitely not intentional."

"Forget it, your Seventh Brother Dadu doesn't care about you."

Wen Sishui looked back at the locked gate of Qingxin Palace, "Master is fine, he is healing now, so don't worry."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Seven, for letting me know. In this way, Junior Brother can rest assured—"

"Don't worry?" A familiar and clear voice interrupted Rong Yan's words.

Yue Zhezhi stood aside, and when he heard Rong Yan say don't worry, his anger suddenly exploded.

Where did you get the face to say rest assured? !

Aren't you the culprit?What are you playing?

Yue Zhezhi was no longer stingy with words, he looked at Rong Yan coldly.

"Little brother, you said don't worry, but I didn't hear the meaning of worry at all. It's hypocritical and hypocritical!"

Rong Yan was stunned by Yue Zhezhi's scolding.

He had never been ridiculed so mercilessly by Yue Zhezhi.

Even during the training, the two quarreled and even fought because of monsters sowing dissension, but they were not ridiculed like this.

"Elder brother, younger brother—"

"Don't call me big brother, I can't afford it." Yue Zhezhi said stiffly.

Rong Yan was dumbfounded.

No matter how nervous Wen Sishui was, he could sense something was wrong at this moment, and he said through sound transmission with his heart: "Brother, what are you doing?"

"That's fine. Why do you stab Junior Brother with these words? Deliberately embarrass Junior Brother? Junior Brother is the young master of the Rong family. If you stab him like this, there will definitely be no good results. Do you two have any grudges?"

Wen Rushui doesn't remember the grudge between senior brother and junior brother.

Yue Zhezhi looked at Rong Yan steadfastly, and he said with a half-hearted smile: "There is a grudge, there will be a fight later, Junior Brother Seven can help me."

Wen Rushui burst into cold sweat, he laughed twice, "This disciple from the same school taught by Master, what kind of fight is it? Let people see it as a joke. Besides, Master is injured, we should let him rest assured Bar!"

"You don't dare to plan anymore, stay away, don't be affected." Yue Zhezhi said, took a step forward, and grabbed Rong Yan's collar.

Rong Yan was forced to lower his head, Yue Zhezhi's provocative appearance was reflected in his dark pupils.

He paused for a long time, curled up his fingertips, slowly grasped Yue Zhezhi, grabbed the back of his collared hand, wrapped it all up, and said: "Junior brother is not very good at talking, please teach me, senior brother, what should I say to make it look good?" Sincerely?"

Dry and slightly cold, the rough touch with thin calluses came from the hand.

Yue Zhezhi clenched Rong Yan's collar tightly, then sneered and said, "It's none of my business how you say it appears to be sincere, how do I know? I'm not your parents."

Rong Yan suddenly clenched the back of Yue Zhezhi's hand, and the line of his lips was drawn into a straight line.

The two looked straight at each other.

Hearing the smell of water suddenly felt bad, he hurriedly stood between the two of them to smooth things over.

"Young junior brother, don't mind, the master is injured, and the elder brother is in a bad mood. I heard that you were seriously injured when Lishan captured the demon. How is the injury? Is it better?"

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Seven, it's better, it doesn't matter."

"You are young now, pay attention to your body, don't be brave, and obey the doctor's orders."

"Senior Brother Seven is right."

"Now there are not many people like you who can listen to what you say." Wen Sishui nodded, just as he was about to say something, he was suddenly blown away by a strong wind.

Yue Zhezhi looked at the gate of Qingxin Palace, with a gloomy face, he let go of Rong Yan's collar, grabbed Rong Yan's arm, and pulled away.

Rong Yan staggered a bit due to inertia, but he quickly stabilized his body and quickly followed Yue Zhezhi.

It smells like water:?

Wen Rushui didn't understand what Yue Zhezhi was doing to drag Rong Yan away, but recalling what Yue Zhezhi said before, he had to fight, and suddenly understood what Yue Zhezhi was doing to drag Rong Yan away.

This is to avoid the master, fight!

Wen Rushui hurriedly chased after him, and at the same time hurriedly took out the contact jade card, and contacted other fellow students, "The big thing is not good, the big brother dragged the little junior brother to fight, I can't stop it! Come quickly!"

"Eldest brother dragged junior brother to fight? Isn't junior brother recuperating at home?" The vast majority of Guixin sect knew that Rong Yan and others were injured in Mount Li.

"He has returned to the sect! Eldest senior brother has some grudges with him, and he will choke when they meet."

"All right, all right, I see, come right away."

"Hurry up." Wen Rushui said: "I'm catching up, come and wait here for Master!"

"Old Fourteen is waiting!"

Yue Zhezhi pulled Rong Yan all the way to a secluded place, he shook off Rong Yan's hand, and set up an invisibility technique.

Wen Rushui didn't find Yue Zhezhi and Rong Yan here, he thought that Yue Zhezhi dragged Rong Yan straight to the back mountain, blessed with the Gale Talisman, and his figure ran towards the back mountain like a wind.

Yue Zhezhi watched Wen Rushui pass by the forest, he looked at Rong Yan, and stretched out the red line, "Come."

Rong Yan was stunned, he obviously didn't expect that Yue Zhezhi dragged him away because he really wanted to fight him.

"Broken branches, the way of the sword is not a matter"

Before Rong Yan could finish his sentence, the red thread tightened between Yue Zhezhi's fingers, and it suddenly came to his eyes.

Out of instinct, Rong Yan dodged to avoid it.

Almost at the same time as avoiding it, the weeds on the ground were cut off by the red line, rattled, and swirled into the air.

Yue Zhezhi squinted at the broken leaves flying into the air, he rolled back the red thread, and threw out a talisman.

The moment the talisman was thrown out, it exploded, and the broken grass leaves condensed into frost, which was engulfed by the air waves and hit Rong Yan.

Rong Yan didn't dodge or dodge, he was knocked back a few steps, and the wounds all over his body were torn.He let out a muffled grunt, blood churning in his chest.

Suppressing the tumbling qi and blood, Rong Yan raised his eyes, only to see red lines hovering towards him, as fast as lightning.

It's not that Rong Yan is ignorant of the strange and powerful power of the red line, he concentrated his mind and pointed at the tactic, the ice-blue sword formation flew out of the sky, striking the red line.

The red thread was blown into the air, and dark red runes appeared on the thread, like a poisoned red thread snake.

Rong Yan rolled his eyes, frowned, and discussed in a low voice.

"Zhezhi, can you calm down?"

"Stop talking nonsense here."

The figure of Yue Zhezhi flashed behind Rong Yan, his eyes were cold, and he chanted a mantra softly, the red line hovering in the sky stretched thousands of meters in an instant, folded and distributed, split the entire forest into countless parts.

"If you keep dodging and refusing to fight back, I will kill you today!"

Rong Yan licked his chapped lips, his eyes darkened a little, and he turned to look at Yue Zhezhi.

Yue Zhezhi clenched her five fingers slowly, and pulled out a few strands of the red thread interspersed in the forest, like a broken bamboo, smashing the sword array with one blow, piercing Rong Yan's forehead.

Rong Yan was defenseless, letting the red line stab towards his forehead.

"Little Junior Brother!"

Wen Rushui rushed to the back mountain, Yaoyao noticed the red line here, and immediately realized that he had over chased.He immediately turned around, only to find that Yue Zhezhi's natal artifact was close to Rong Yan's heart.

"You are stupid, defend yourself!"

Wen Rushui hurriedly said, he quickly threw out the flying sword he was carrying.

The flying sword turned into a spirit bird, before cutting off the red thread, several strands of red thread wrapped around the sky, piercing through the spirit sword forcefully, and hanging in the air.

It smells like water:!

I rely on!

Wen Rushui's eyes widened, and there was only one thought in his mind.

When it was over, Rong Yan's blood spattered on the spot.

Seeing this, the other fellow students who had just arrived had the same thought in their minds.

However, when the red thread was about to pierce Rong Yan's forehead, the thread bent softly and passed by the corner of Rong Yan's left forehead, only to cut a bloody cut.

Yue Zhezhi suddenly retracted the red line.

A slight pain spread from the left forehead, and blood flowed down the forehead.

Rong Yan remained silent, raised his hand to touch the corner of his left forehead, his fingertips were covered with scarlet blood.He twisted the blood, put down his hand, looked down at Yue Zhezhi, his voice was a little hoarse, and said, "Have you calmed down now?"

Rong Yan thought about the sound transmission with his heart, and said apologetically, "I didn't mean to hide it from you about the transfer of swordsmanship. I thought you knew it at first, but later found out that you didn't. I wanted to tell you when I was in the inn, but you Interrupted."

"Afterwards, I have been trying to find a suitable opportunity to talk to you, but unfortunately, before I found a suitable opportunity, you already knew it calmly."

"I really didn't mean to lie to you, don't be angry, okay?"

Yue Zhezhi gritted his teeth slowly, with a gloomy face, he glanced at Wen Sishui and the others, put away the red thread, turned and left.

Rong Yan's heart sank, and he hurriedly chased after her.

Only Liu Wen Rushui and the others looked at me, I looked at you, with a confused look on their faces, not knowing what happened.

The temperature in the forest is much lower than other places, Rong Yan didn't chase after two steps, and saw Yue Zhezhi stop.

"I want to tell you something."

The sound of broken branches on the moon was blown to my ears by the wind.

Rong Yan subconsciously stopped, he stood for a moment, walked to Yue Zhezhi's side, and grabbed Yue Zhezhi's sleeve.

"You said."

Yue Zhezhi has calmed down.

He turned around and looked at Rong Yan, the blood from the left corner of Rong Yan's forehead slid down to his thin cheek, bright red and glaring.

Yue Zhezhi took out a handkerchief, gently wiped off the blood on Rong Yan's face, after wiping, Yue Zhezhi stuffed the handkerchief into Rong Yan's hand.

He said word by word with a smile: "The test is over, I don't think you are suitable to be a Taoist companion, so stop here and don't communicate in private."