Affectionate characters can't collapse [Quick wear]

After the morning class ended, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became noisy.

Ji Xingyun's eyes lit up, knowing that his plot point had finally come.

Two disciples from the neighboring peak came to trouble Qin Gui.

They are dressed in rustling red clothes, their black hair is tied high with golden crowns, their appearance is glamorous, bright and dazzling, exuding a rich light in the sun.

He looks very rich, and he doesn't fit in with the poor students of Yizhitang.

The young man in the lead had delicate eyebrows and eyes but was full of hostility, his white cheeks flushed red with anger, and he said loudly, "Qin Gui, come out to me!"

"I know you're here, a real man dares to be brave, don't behave like a shy little man!"

"Don't you dare to admit what you did?"

The companion beside him hurriedly pulled him to hold him who was hot-tempered, and persuaded him in a low voice: "Hey, Fengyang, please speak carefully, we are here to reason, not to fight!"

"Reasonable?" Feng Yang sneered: "What reason should I reason with the guy who bullies my sister? I wish I could peel his skin and take off his flesh and blood to feed the wolves!"

Before it was time for Ji Xingyun to go out, he watched the play with great enthusiasm, but unfortunately he lacked some melon and fruit preserves and other special props for eating melons.

But it didn't prevent him from looking at Qin Gui with burning eyes, wanting to see how he would respond.

Qin Gui didn't pay much attention to these two people who provoked trouble. Instead, when Ji Xingyun stared at him, he glanced back. There was no emotion in his golden eyes. It seemed that even if someone named him to trouble him, he would Didn't pay attention at all.

Seeing that Qin Gui was going to shrink his head and pretend to be a turtle, Feng Yang became more and more angry. He casually grabbed a student's collar, and asked sternly, "Where is Qin Gui?"

Fengyang's strength was great, sparks flashed where his fingers touched, and the burning smell permeated the air in an instant.

The student held hostage by him was going to resist, but the tricks he used were as if they had disappeared, and the strength on his neck became tighter and tighter. The panic of his life being controlled made him extremely panicked, and he couldn't help but feel Qin Gui, who caused such troubles, felt resentful.

"It's him, he's Qin Gui! It's him who provoked you, and it has nothing to do with me!"

Feng Yang looked in the direction of the finger, he suddenly smiled brightly, and threw the man away like trash.

"You are Qin Gui?"

He smiled sweetly and seductively, but the murderous intent between his brows and eyes grew stronger and stronger. He walked slowly towards Qin Gui, where extremely enthusiastic nine-petaled red lotuses bloomed where he stepped.

"Brother, calm down!"

"Brother, dear brother! Don't get on top!"

"This is Yizhitang, not our mountain! You can't just burn it! We can't afford it!"

The companions beside him couldn't stop him at all, they hugged his thigh and begged bitterly, and were dragged away together by him indifferently.

The right hand hanging by the side drew out the saber at the waist, the blade was shaped like a crescent moon, and the fiery red streamer flashed from the handle to the tip of the blade.

"Chong..."

The clash of knives and swords made the two weapons emit a piercing hum.

Fengyang's black pupils were smudged with red light, he raised his thin eyelids and said angrily: "Good dog..."

The raised eyes met a pair of pale eyes that were like frost and snow, and the anger that was full of anger disappeared as if it hit the clear snow, and the last half of the dirty words were choked in the throat and swallowed.

Under the cold and jade-like eyes of this person, Feng Yang seemed to be a little shorter out of thin air, and those ugly words could not be uttered no matter what, thinking about it in his heart was a kind of blasphemy.

Ji Xingyun easily blocked him, Feng Yang seemed to be stimulated by something, and was pushed to the ground without any resistance, the blood in his eyes quickly receded like a tide, and his eyes fell on the boy in white stiffly.

Feng Yang has always liked the bright red color like raging fire. He proudly believes that only this fiery color is worthy of him who has the blood of the Phoenix.

But today in this unremarkable school, a person dressed in white broke into his sight without warning, which made him feel in a trance that white is not as sanctimonious and hypocritical as he thought.

It can also be very...beautiful.

"Bullying my fellow students for no reason, is it true that I know that there is no one there?"

The young man's indifferent words brought Feng Yang back to his senses. For some reason, he didn't want to be misunderstood by the people in front of him. He anxiously defended: "How could there be no reason? He bullied my sister! As an elder brother, can't he be my sister? Started?"

"You can go to the deacon's hall with the evidence, and there will be someone to uphold justice for you."

"The gang of pedantic guys in the deacon's hall will only prevaricate me with words, and wait for them to deal with things. I don't know that they will have to wait until the year of the monkey."

Feng Yang became emotional again as he spoke, "Get out of the way, I must give him a good lesson today!"

Ji Xingyun pointed the tip of his sword straight at Fengyang. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked condescendingly at the young man in red on the ground. His eyelashes fluttered on his face as white as jade, casting a thin layer of shadow.

He didn't say anything, but his actions showed his attitude.

"Who is he to you? Why do you want to protect him!"

Ji Xingyun: "..."

He is the protagonist, the object of my licking.

If I don't protect him, can't I protect you?

"Don't say too much, let's make a move."

Just as Ji Xingyun was ready to fight, he was dragged behind by Qin Gui, and the tall man's figure blocked him tightly.

"Brother doesn't need to stand up for me, I will explain to him clearly."

The school fell into silence, only the sound of cicadas chirping from deep in the jungle could be heard clearly.

The two used the sound transmission secret method.

Disappointment flashed in the eyes of all the crowd watching, and the melon that was eating happily in their hands suddenly became stale.

How can you be so appetizing?

Can't you consider the feelings of the people who eat melons?

Can we also listen to what happened, we are also involved!

I thought so, but no one dared to say that.

Of the three people who clashed, one was the direct disciple of the Holy Lord of Yunlan Peak, and the other was the only apprentice of the Supreme Elder of Xueling Peak. .

As for Qin Gui, it is said that he was born with a Taoist body that is rare in ten thousand years. Foundation period.

Although it has not yet shown the mountains and dews, but the future achievements will definitely be great.

No one underestimated him for this.

There was no movement between the two of them for a long time, Ji Xingyun looked around curiously, and saw the young man in red named Fengyang still sitting on the ground, the emotions in his big eyes changed several times, and finally stayed in disbelief .

Feng Yang seemed to be shocked, his pupils shrank suddenly, and there were blue veins pulsating slightly on his forehead.

He growled sternly and softly: "You want to distort the truth with just a few words? Do you think I'm a fool and I will believe it if someone just fools me?"

Compared to Fengyang's shock, Qin Gui's expression was cold, but he was calm and calm, "Believe it or not, you have time to play wild here, why don't you go back and ask your sister to see if the truth is as I said."

He paused, then asked casually: "Your sister probably doesn't know that you are fighting for her, right? If she knows that you are so stupid, she might regret having a brother like you."

The corners of Fengyang's eyes were once again stained red by his excitement, and the blood was surging in the depths of his eyes. His slender, white fingers clenched the scimitar tightly. In the next second, the knife would slash towards Qin Gui like a comet hitting the moon, splashing hot and glaring blood!

Just when everyone thought that he was going to make an ultimate move out of embarrassment, unexpectedly he didn't move, and even replied in a calm tone:

"Okay, I'll go back and ask her, if I find out you're lying to me..."

"I will crush you to ashes, when the time comes, who..."

He glanced unnaturally at Ji Xingyun, who was completely covered by Qin Gui, and even lowered his voice by half a degree.

"It's useless for anyone to come!"

The aggressive young man in red walked past Qin Gui, his eyes fixed on him: "Hey, that little guy over there, what's your name?"

Ji Xingyun noticed that his eyes stopped in his direction, but he didn't respond. He confidently believed that the phrase "little man" was not meant for him.

"Tsk, why are you pretending to be dumb, don't you know how to talk?"

The sound...is quite nice.

Feng Yang raised his eyebrows belatedly: "Could it be that you are angry when I say you are short?"

He whispered, "But you are short, and I'm not wrong."

Ji Xingyun frowned slightly, seeing the eyes of the people around him converge on him in unison, the feeling of something bad in his heart became stronger and stronger.

He asked suspiciously, "Are you talking to me?"

Feng Yang's temper came and went quickly, seeing that Ji Xingyun was finally willing to talk to him at this moment, his brows raised in joy.

"I see that your moves are smooth and smooth, and you can barely match me one or two. I have never met an opponent since I came to Guiyizong in Fengyang. Only those who are strong enough are worthy of being my friend. How about it? Do you want to fight with me?" To make friends?"

Ji Xingyun refused without hesitation: "It's not good, I don't lack friends."

I don't want to be friends with people who say I'm short!

Look at what you said with thick eyebrows and big eyes so unpleasant.

He deserved to be ridiculed by Qin Gui!

"If you make friends with me, there is no shortage of spiritual stones. If you want to practice exercises, I can find them for you."

Fearing that Ji Xingyun would not believe it, Feng Yang changed his face and picked up his companion who was paralyzed on the ground, and asked fiercely: "Mo Ziqi, tell me, have you ever lacked anything as my younger brother?"

Mo Ziqi's sleeves were almost torn under his tugging.

He didn't understand why Feng Yang's attitude changed so quickly. He was still shouting at Qin Gui just now, but he tried his best to stop him, but he couldn't stop him. Now he wants to make friends with the people around Qin Gui again.

But when the boss spoke, he didn't dare not listen.

He wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and showed a fake smile to Ji Xingyun: "This senior brother, my eldest brother is indeed a bit irritable, but he really wants to make friends with you. If you If you don’t believe me, you can inquire about it, what Yun Lanfeng lacks most is magic artifacts and spirit stones, and he is not stingy with his friends.”

"Cultivating immortals is going against the sky, and having multiple friends means multiple ways out."

These words are full of hints, and they are short of saying that Feng Yang is being taken advantage of, and that brothers will not be slaughtered for nothing.

Mo Ziqi paused for a moment, and his tone was slightly puzzled: "Is it my illusion? Brother, why does the more you look at it, the more familiar it becomes, have you seen it somewhere..."

The author says:

感谢在2021-12-2812:48:28~2021-12-2913:04:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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