I'm the cutest cub in the fairy world

Chu Zhao was surprised that he could still understand their words.

The pale corpse Yu Wan moved his lips with difficulty, and didn't utter a normal word for a long time.

Qin Lan anxiously asked: "Does he have something to say to us?"

"The corpse mound has been ossified for a hundred years, and he has long lost his human language." Yue Huai said in a deep voice.

"Then what should we do?"

Chu Zhaoning brows thought carefully, then suddenly turned to look at Yue Song and asked, "Songyan, you got lost in the mist just now, did you enter an illusion, and that illusion has always been in your heart?"

Yue Song blushed when he heard the words, and nodded in a daze: "That's right, but luckily Mr. Linze entered my illusion and pulled me out."

"Mr. Linze has entered your illusion?" Chu Zhao was surprised. According to his previous guess, this illusion can almost separate people in a closed world. How did Lord Linze find him.

"Impossible, other people can't see you at all, how do they know where you are?" Qin Lan expressed his doubts.

"Qing Ning." Yue Huai said.

Chu Zhao knew that, as a divine sword, it was no problem for the sword spirit to sense Yuesong.He glanced at the gradually calming wind outside the door, and said, "I think, if we want to find out all this, we can only let Yu Wan tell us."

He looked at Yu Wan, clasped his hands and said, "This Taoist priest, next I will use a secret technique to enter the illusion in your heart to find out, and I will also look at Taoist priest Haihan."

Yu Wan with hollow pupils nodded slowly, vaguely resembling the demeanor of a gentleman back then.

With his permission, Chu Zhao immediately bit his index finger, and used his blood to draw a cumbersome and strange blood formation around Yu Wan. The moment the last stroke was connected, a black and red formation immediately emanated from Yu Wan's feet. There was a strong gust of wind, and the thick fog outside the house was swept by the blood array, and within that circle, it gathered into a column of fog that tightly wrapped Yu Wan.

The disciples of Jiuxiao were stunned, and someone asked in surprise: "Senior Fox Demon, what kind of formation is this, it's so powerful!"

Chu Zhao chuckled, "It's great, isn't it?"

"Okay, next, let Linze-Jun stand aside to protect us. If something is wrong, he will immediately split this formation and pull us out." Chu Zhao sat down and said.

Qin Lan quickly asked: "Are you going to enter the illusion of Senior Yu Wan? I also want to see if it's okay?"

"I want to see it too!" Su Mu raised his hand quickly.

Chu Zhao raised his eyebrows, looked back at Yue Huai, saw that he had no objection, and said, "Okay then, come on, Mr. Linze, I'm wronged that you hold my hand, and the others are holding hands one by one, take a break later When you focus on it, you can understand."

Hearing the words, a group of teenagers sat down cross-legged, shook hands with each other as he said, and closed their eyes.Chu Zhao lowered his head and glanced at the hand he was holding with Yue Huai, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and said in a low voice: "It's started, be careful not to get distracted no matter what you see." After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and slapped it into the fog column where Yu Wan was. middle.

For almost a moment, he felt his scalp go numb, and his soul seemed to be distorted and sucked in by the body that had been peeled off.After enduring the strong brute force, Chu Zhao opened his eyes again. It was night and he found himself kneeling in front of the mountain gate.In other words, it was Yu Wan back then.

"Yu Wan!" A boy's voice came from behind him, and when he turned his head, he could feel a hint of joy.Chu Zhao knew that this was what Yu Wan felt in his heart at the time, and he was just attached to him.

The young man stepped forward, with a piece of dog's tail in his mouth, he folded his arms loosely and said, "Don't kneel down to that old man, he doesn't want me, I don't even care about him!"

Yu Wan wanted to persuade him: "Qiu Ge, Reverend Qingmu just misunderstood you for a while, I beg him to let him accept you as a disciple again. I never thought of worshiping Reverend Qingmu as a teacher, as long as there is a place to take me in , just give me something to eat."

The young man was taken aback, as if he didn't want him to see that he was shaken, he turned his head on purpose: "Don't say that, you finally have a chance to stand out, don't mess around anymore. From now on, you will learn slowly from the old man Qingmu. As for me, I am not a person who can endure Qingxiu, not to mention that there are so many broken rules in Jiuxiao, I have a headache on my back. I don’t give this, I can’t, I can bear it, but I can’t bear it alone. Give me a drink? Yu Wan, you know me well, if you don’t drink, I’ll suffocate to death!”

"Besides, the sky is big and the earth is big, where can I go? I have to die here in Jiuxiao. If I don't want me, I'm not willing to worship."

Chugo jumped up on the steps in front of the mountain gate and sat down, "Don't kneel down, it's shameful for a man to have gold under his knees. If so, I'll go down the mountain today. I won't make trouble for them. If I'm free, I'll come Look at you. By the way, I will compete with you again to see if you have improved. Hahaha, don't lose to me, a wild student!"

Yu Wan turned around and watched him jump down the stairs, and walked down the mountain with his back waving.

Chu Zhao didn't expect that the two had known each other for a long time.

Time flickered in the illusion, and several years have passed.Yu Wan, a thin young man in the past, has grown into a young man facing the wind.He waited for many years, but there was no news of him. Occasionally, when he saw a jar of good wine, he would secretly hide it in the house, thinking that he would give it to him to drink next time he came.

One day when he was reading in the house, he heard stones being hit outside the window. He got up and went out to look, but there was no one outside the door.

A pair of hands suddenly covered his eyes from behind, and asked in a voice pretending to be vicissitudes: "Guess who I am?"

In Qingling Peak for so long, no one has ever teased him like this, Yu Wan's heart skipped a beat, his throat quivered with uncontrollable excitement: "Qiu...Chugo...is that you, Chugo?"

"Tch...no fun, I haven't seen you for so long, you guessed it right away." He let go of his hand, and Yu Wan hurriedly turned around, seeing the once familiar face faded from immaturity and becoming more handsome, calmly He said with a faint smile, "...Chugo, you are here."

"Yeah, I haven't seen you for so many years, I didn't expect you to still look like this, but you are well dressed, and you have the status of a great disciple of Jiu Xiao Qing Ling." Qiu Ge walked in and sat cross-legged on the mat in the room. , pressed his hands to the back, raised his head and raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing in a daze? Come and sit."

Yu Wan walked over, sat opposite him, hesitated and asked: "Chugo, where have you been all these years?"

Chugo waved his hand and said, "Not long after I went down the mountain, my gambling father grabbed my ear and carried me back. You know, I met you on the way out. Sometimes I envy you, Although I have no father and no mother, how comfortable is it to be a little beggar? At that time, I was beaten by my father who lost money and ran out with injuries. Fortunately, I met you who were willing to ask for an extra bite. Otherwise I would have starved to death."

Chu Ge said with a face of indifference, but Yu Wan frowned and said: "Stop talking, it's all over."

Hearing this, Chugo stopped talking, and suddenly laughed again, "Yes, I finally saw you, why should I mention it before. You are so majestic now, and you are a disciple of Jiuxiao Qingling. By the way, I listen Are you going to hold a Nine Heavens Sword Festival recently?"

Yu Wan nodded: "That's right, Chugo, how do you know?"

Qiu Ge pointed to the Qinglian family crest on his clothes, and raised his eyebrows: "I also joined a sect, Jiangcheng Su's. Although it is not as famous as the Jiuxiao sect, it is not bad. I am very powerful now. When the time comes, the Nine Heavens Sword will let you compete with me and you will know."

Yu Wan was startled, and said in a daze: "...Jiangcheng Su Clan? Which Jiangcheng Su Clan?"

Qiu Ge smiled and said, "Which other Jiangcheng Su family can do is the Qinglian sect. But I don't blame you, it's a small sect after all, and you don't go out of the mountain very often, so it's normal if you don't know." After he finished speaking, he seemed to find that Xiu There was another hand under the mat, and the mat was lifted with the backhand, and when he saw a hidden cabinet, he couldn't help laughing at him, "I didn't expect you to hide a treasure? Let me see what it is."

With a worried face, Yu Wan watched him take out the wine that he had hidden for many years and teased him: "It turned out to be Zhuyeqing! Yu Wan, you secretly hide the wine, and you are not afraid that the old man in the Qing Tomb will punish you to kneel at the mountain gate?" After he finished speaking, He opened the wine cork, held the wine jar and raised his head to drink.

Yu Wan hesitated for a long time, and after he drank two jars of wine, he opened his mouth and said, "Qiu Ge, I heard that the Qinglian sect cultivates evil ways...don't be deceived..."

"What crooked way?!" The laughing man in front of him suddenly threw the wine jar out with one hand, and sneered with anger all over his body, "It's also cultivating immortals, you Jiuxiao is the righteous way, and others are cultivating crooked ways?"

He got up and stood up, "At the beginning, I just used a little magic. If you climb up the cliff first, the old man in Qingtou will say that I have bad temperament and wrong intentions. I can also climb up the cliff with bare hands. The method won’t work? Then why should I beg him for the art of cultivating immortals?”

"Chugo...Master wants to sharpen your mind..."

"Don't tell me about those hypocrisy!" Qiu Ge interrupted him with a sneer, "That's your master, not my master. What's wrong with the Qinglian sect? It was also founded by the Qingling disciple who went down the mountain! A few days later, I'd like to see if you Qingling Peak is stronger, or our Qinglian faction is more powerful!" Chu Ge brushed past him and walked away.

Yu Ban paused on the spot, recalling in his mind what Master Qingmu had said to him a few days ago.

It is said that he discovered more than ten years ago that a disciple with poor qualifications in the sect had grown extremely fast for a certain period of time, and easily beat the disciples who were stronger than him in the sect competition for a few days in a row, but it didn't take long. The injured disciple's wound became black, and after he checked the pulse, he found that all internal organs were destroyed.

Master Qingmu found his disciple, but found that he was practicing a forbidden technique, which is the way of demon cultivation.Daoist Qingmu was furious, he slapped him on the spot, and expelled him from the mountain gate on the same day.

But this disciple did not change his nature. He recruited disciples in Jiangcheng under the name of disciple of Jiuxiao Sect, and later established Qinglian Sect. It was rumored that he was a collateral sect of Jiuxiao Sect, but he did not practice the righteous way.

The master also told Yu Wan that the Qinglian faction has attracted other small factions, saying that Jiuxiao has been dominant for many years and suppressed the family's small faction. Because of this, other small factions will also come to participate in the Jiuxiao sword meeting this time.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the Nine Heavens Sword Club.

Standing far away, Yu Wan saw Qinglian sect disciple Qiu Ge defeating many sect disciples in a row. He could see the shadow of Qing Lingfeng from his movement, but he also saw a strange and indistinguishable force. My heart sank involuntarily.

The last duel between the two.

Yu Wan stood with his hands behind his back, unwilling to make a move from the beginning to the end, and only said to him: "Qiu Ge, if you want to be famous in the world, you can win against me today, but Qinglian, you must not stay any longer."

"Whispering—!" Chugo, who was full of evil spirits, sneered, stabbed with his sword, and stopped the sword when he was about to get close to him.He said angrily: "You make a move! Why don't you move? Don't you even look down on me? Don't you——!" He angrily stabbed his sword across his shoulder.

Yu Wan snorted, spit out blood, raised his eyes to look at him and said: "Chu Ge... Quit Qinglian, follow me back to Qingling Peak... Master won't accept you, I will teach you... ..”

Seeing this, the disciples of the sects far away from the stage whispered among themselves, digging out the fact that Chu Ge was rejected by the Qingmu Daoist.

"Is he cultivating an evil way? This kind of person is simply a scum of the fairy sect!"

"Yeah, yeah... so what about Tianlinggen? Isn't it a scum?"

Chugo hugged the fallen Yu Wan with trembling hands, swearing in his ears, he scolded bitterly: "Why don't you hide? You don't even want to compete with me in an upright manner, don't I... just Is it really that bad? Ah—?! Talk to me, Yu Wan!"

Yu Wan panted slightly and shook his head, "...Chugo...turn around..."

Master Qingmu flew onto the stage, snatched his lover from his hand and hugged him. Before leaving, he glanced back at Chugo and said, "Hmph...the old man really saw you right at the beginning."

Chugo, who was kneeling on the spot, was shocked when he heard the words, the crowd dispersed, and the blue sky suddenly rained heavily. He trembled all over, suddenly raised his head and laughed, and finally got up from the ground gloomily, drenched all over.

A haze flashed in his eyes.

"Yu Wan..."

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Once upon a time, there was a little beggar who met a little rascal who was hungry for food. He had no choice but to help him beg for a meal every day.

Alas, the little beggar worries about not being able to feed this rice bucket every day.

But he not only wants to eat, but also to drink.

The little beggar was thinking, next time he will go to the door of the restaurant to beg for some leftover wine and bring it back...

Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of south wind

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^