Can't stop the medicine

At noon, the sun was shining brightly, shining light and dissipating heat tirelessly, and the shadows had to avoid the sharp edge for a while, shrinking into a lump under people's feet.The cool autumn wind blows gently, blowing away the heat, causing the yellowed leaves to swirl and fall.

Standing at the left end of the arena, the young man in Tsing Yi held his sword hilt at his waist, his sharp aura suddenly soared into the sky like a sharp blade, and the fallen leaves in mid-air were instantly crushed into powder by the invisible aura.

A burst of exclamation came from under the ring one after another: "Oh my god! It's sword intent!"

"Brother Ji has cultivated sword intent!!!"

"This strength, the top ten in the inner sect can also compete for it?!"

"If you don't make a song, you're done. It's a blockbuster!"

Not to mention the surprise of these ignorant outer disciples, even the elder who presided over the finals smiled and nodded slightly.

The audience remained calm, eight out of ten there were only Ren Xiaoyao and Qingyue left.

The sharp sword, as thin as a hair, shuttled rapidly around the young man in Tsing Yi, smashing everything close to him.

As Ji Xifan slowly pulled out the long sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, the sword intent moved faster and faster, gusts of wind blew up the ring, and the sword intent, which was hard to see at first, almost completely disappeared.

Ji Xifan pierced Ren Xiaoyao's face with sharp eyes like his sword, and said in a cold and cautious tone, "You are very strong, the strongest I have ever seen among your peers."

"So, I will take out my Xeon sword."

"As long as you can take it..."

"One punch, one little brother!!!"

Accompanied by the negative distance contact sound of fist and flesh—touch!

The sound of breaking through the rapid friction between the clothes and the air—咻~~~~~

The sound of the violent collision between the body and the ground—crack!

The serious pre-battle exchange was interrupted by the sloppy slogan of the second class, and the game was over before it had time to start.

The sound of wind, conversation, and breathing in the entire competition venue stopped abruptly, as if time and space were frozen at the same time.

After a long time, Ji Xifan staggered to prop up his body from the ground, and said with a complicated expression: "I lost." The disciples on the scene suddenly woke up, and gasped in unison.

The scene is spectacular and the sound is loud, comparable to thousands of valve cores leaking at the same time.

Finally, passers-by A, B, C, D... who appeared as crowds of onlookers uttered the four-character idiom that is indispensable for all fantasy: "It's so terrifying!!!"

Someone also uttered the original version of the pure natural and pollution-free: "It's so terrifying!!!"

Of course, there is also an advanced version after rhetoric processing: "Oh my God! It's so scary!!!"

In short, whenever the pretense/force is successful, it is right for passers-by to shout terror.

Fan/Fan Er blew lightly on his non-smoking fist. In order to be worthy of the description of "horrible", Ren Xiaoyao raised his chin proudly, and made a victory speech: "If you fight, you will fight. Why are there so many nonsense?"

"I still have to beat you when you talk about flowers! Don't/force/force when you do it, I'm very tired!"

There is no doubt that Ren Xiaoyao won the outer sect contest, it was an easy victory.

Even the elder who was in charge of presiding over the outer sect contest couldn't help asking Ren Xiaoyao if he planned to challenge the top ten in the inner sect contest after announcing the top ten in the contest.

After looking at the elder with mentally retarded eyes for a while, Ren Xiaoyao replied slowly, "Is there any reason for me not to participate?"

The elder who touched a soft nail was not angry.Genius!They all have petty tempers, and they are also qualified to have petty tempers.

The elder's smile became more kind, and even reminded Ren Xiaoyao of the six-month-old snow-white Samoyed at the neighbor's house in the 21st century.

The elder with a smile like a Samoyed said: "Have you taken a fancy to any elder from the inner sect?" The implication is, if there is no one to choose, how about worshiping me as a teacher?

Surprise, astonishment, and shock passed over Ren Xiaoyao's face in turn. The 44 facial muscles were a bit difficult to express with too complicated emotions. After the emotions eased, Ren Xiaoyao's apple muscles were cramping.

"That..." Ren Xiaoyao, who had a weird expression on his face, hesitated for a while, then suddenly bowed deeply to the other party, lowered his head and said resolutely: "Elder, I'm sorry!"

Although the elder who was rejected was a little disappointed, he still comforted him: "I think you already have..."

However, before he finished speaking, Ren Xiaoyao continued to confess: "I already have a Taoist partner. Although my Taoist partner is also a man, I am really not interested in the old man!"

"Of course! I'm not interested in women, including old ladies."

Elder: "??? Huh?" What are you talking about here?young man?Did I get it wrong or did you get it wrong?

No matter how good-tempered the elder was, his face turned green at this moment: "What are you talking about?!"

"I'm asking if you have any elders who want to learn from you!"

"I'm sorry, Elder Sun." Qingyue, who had finally made his way through the crowd, squeezed the soft flesh on Ren Xiaoyao's waist, and looked at Elder Sun with a smile on his face: "Xiaoyao... his thinking is different from that of ordinary people. Too much the same."

It's nicer to say that the idea is different from that of ordinary people;

To put it bluntly, it is called intermittent mental retardation with a lack of brain.

Turning his eyes around Qingyue without any trace, Elder Sun smiled and said, "Why? Do you recognize me?"

Qing Yue said with a calm expression: "Elder Lei Ting Jiansun, countless disciples want to worship under your sect, so they naturally know."

As the saying goes: "Thousands of clothes, ten thousand clothes, flattering never wears."

Qingyue's understatement and unintentional flattery made Elder Sun very satisfied, and there were two more smile lines in the corners of his eyes, and he said more amiably: "Are you this kid's Taoist companion?"

This time, without waiting for Qingyue's answer, Ren Xiaoyao grabbed his shoulders and forcefully pulled him into his arms: "En!"

"mine!"

"Not bad!" The more Elder Sun looked at the pair in front of him, the more he felt that they were a good match and pleasing to the eye: "It's not bad!"

"You two, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Qingyue, who was waiting for the other party's words, immediately pulled Ren Xiaoyao, and the two bowed together and said, "See you, Master!"

"Okay! Hahahahaha!" Elder Sun, who hadn't accepted a disciple for many years, smiled so proudly that his half-length white beard flew up lightly with a smile: "Okay! Hahahahaha!"

Elder Sun, who looked old and comforted, patted Ren Xiaoyao on the shoulder, and handed out a token: "Go back and pack up, and move into Gufeng now!"

"Give this token to the disciple on duty at the bottom of the peak, and he will take you to the new residence. Master still has something to do here, and he will go to see you when the master is free."

"By the way, I will teach you the Thunder Swordsmanship, so that you will have a better chance of winning the battle with the top ten in the inner sect."

After the two thanked the freshly baked cheap master, they hurried back to the dilapidated den to pack their things.

Rather than picking up things, Ren Xiaoyao and the others came back in a hurry to destroy (bird) corpses and wipe out traces.After all, there was really nothing worth cleaning up with the two of them, unless they wanted to scrape off the wall and take it away.

Ren Xiaoyao and Qingyue dug out the feathers and bones of the super-protected animal in the realm of comprehension, the Liuhuo gorse, and burned them carefully one by one.

After confirming that Liuhuo Jinque was completely turned into ashes, even if its own mother came, it would not be able to recognize it, Qing Yue, who has always been meticulous, was completely relieved.

Standing up, Qingyue patted off the dust sticking to the hem of his clothes, looked down at Ren Xiaoyao who was squatting on the place where the golden bird was buried, and said meaningfully: "Xiaoyao~"

"Look at this flaming gourd. It tastes good and is not low-key. It uses its beautiful feathers to show off everywhere, so now there are only two left in the whole race."

"Then push yourself like a bird, don't you want to know more about the information of the elders of the sect? After all, you don't have enough force now, so you can't be reckless. If you have to be reckless blindly, it's easy to hit GG."

Thinking of the terrifying aura on Elder Sun, Ren Xiaoyao immediately knelt down very standardly: "Yes! I think what you said makes sense!"

"But I have one more question!"

It's rare to communicate so smoothly with Ren Xiaoyao, Qingyue's smile is a bit bright: "Say."

"What does this have to do with pushing yourself with a bird? After all, I'm not a bird." Tilting his head and blinking his big eyes, those who didn't know really thought that Ren Xiaoyao was an innocent and cute baby.

Qing · Smile gradually disappears · Yue: "Take back my thoughts just now, today's communication is still not smooth. '

"Taking back my previous analogy, you just think that I haven't said anything beyond 'pushing yourself with a bird'."

"Hmm! Okay!" Today, Ren Xiaoyao is still well-behaved and sensible~

After solving the urgent task, Ren Xiaoyao and Qingyue packed up the two green shirts they changed and washed in a leisurely manner, and even tied a standard symmetrical bow before heading to the lonely peak.

If at a certain point, whether it is a time-traveling protagonist who is a waste material stream, a genius stream, or a pig-eating tiger stream, there will inevitably appear at the foot of the lonely peak that the protagonist is underestimated and provoked by the disciples on duty, and suspects that the token is a pick-up. If you arrive, I will give you a way to pretend/force/face-slap the protagonist.

It's a pity that Ren Xiaoyao is just an ordinary Ren Xiaoyao, and the protagonist's aura is on and off; Burying Jianya is also a serious martial arts school, and he doesn't accept such mentally retarded cannon fodder disciples.

So Ren Xiaoyao and Qingyue moved into their new home easily, happily and smoothly under the leadership of their enthusiastic senior brother - the kind of courtyard house with a maid.

Pushing the door open, they saw two little girls who were not as tall as their own chest and were still calling each other 'Master', both Ren Xiaoyao and Qingyue were frightened.

"Greetings to Mr. Ren, and Mrs. Qingyue!" It was as if the two girls had rehearsed the film a thousand or eight hundred times, and their voices were in unison, as if they were stroking their heads.

"My name is Lianyun."

"My name is Xi He."

"From now on, the two of us will take care of the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the two sons, and take care of household chores."

"Wait a minute!" Hearing this, Ren Xiaoyao raised his hand and said, "What do you mean? You still want to live here?"

Lianyun and Xihe looked at each other and said in unison: "We are the young masters' personal servants, so naturally we should always be with the young masters?"

Ren Xiaoyao, who had never seen such a battle before, widened his eyes: "Close fit?"

"Still around?"

"What kind of stickers are you going to make?"

Xi He, who has a more lively personality, laughed, and said crisply: "Of course I listen to you! You can post whatever you want."

Ren Xiaoyao was shocked, he never expected it!Is this world with such ancient customs and customs actually having such fun? !Who can stand this!

Holding Qingyue's hand as if asking for help, Ren Xiaoyao stammered and retorted: "I... I have a Taoist companion! Qingqing! Qingqing belongs to my Taoist companion!"

Xi He, who was as juicy as a small cabbage soaked in water, straightened her back suddenly, and replied in a pretty way: "It's okay! I can!"

"Hmph..." Qingyue raised her eyebrows and showed a hypocritical smile: "Sorry, I can't."

"Hooked up with my man in front of me, have you asked me who is the right one?"