I became a scumbag in the global live broadcast

Lian Qing's skin is gorgeous and beautiful, and her cloud-patterned robe has become the symbol of the entire world of cultivating immortals. In addition, the Canghong Sword Sect is one of the most famous and decent schools in the world of cultivating immortals, and Lian Qing is also a disciple of the transformation stage. Da Neng, as long as it is where he appears, it will instantly become a place where major families flock to.

As soon as Yan Luo stepped into the border of Linshui City, the news spread instantly.

"Who's here? Lian Qing?"

"Didn't you hear that people are in Yao Town a few days ago?"

"Why didn't this person go back to the Canghong Sword Sect and instead appeared here?"

"Didn't you see the person next to him? I heard that it was his apprentice. Isn't there going to be an auction tomorrow in Linshui City? Maybe it's to bring the apprentice to gain insight."

Walking on the long street, Yan Luo quickly felt the attention of his surroundings.Among these people were monks who were watching the excitement, young disciples who were ready to move, and elders from various sects of the older generation. These people had their own thoughts and were all watching in the dark.

A few days later, there will be an auction in Linshui City, and these people must have gathered here because of this.These people have different spiritual powers and come from different sects. After all, Linshui city is not all people from the world of cultivating immortals. Yan Luo didn't want to provoke this group of people, so he chose nothing to do.

He walked on the long street as if there was no one else around, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw Qian Hongfeng's whole body tense, and when he grasped the hand hanging by his side, a long sword appeared in his hand.He wanted to raise the long sword, but his hands held him down first.

The slightly cool fingertips brushed against the back of his hand, and Qian Hongfeng's movements froze immediately as they attached to the back of his hand.

His footsteps stopped suddenly, and he slowly raised his head, "Master..."

"Are you hungry?"

"what?"

Qian Hongfeng, who was originally nervous due to the sight in the dark, relaxed because of Yan Luo's words, and even slowly let go of the hand holding the long sword.He looked up at him with a look of doubt and a bit of bewilderment.

Yan Luo let go of his hand, his eyes seemed to see something, and he suddenly smiled, "Wait."

The wide sleeves brushed the back of his hands, and the figure of the man shuttled among the crowd of people coming and going.

He was dressed in a white toga with curling moiré patterns, covered with a gauze gauze, three thousand ink hairs were hanging down, and the headbands of the same color fluttered in the wind with his steps, fluttering like butterflies.Even though the crowd was crowded, he could still find him at a glance.

Qian Hongfeng stood at the same spot, and across the sea of ​​people, he saw that Lian Qing, known as No. 1 in the world of cultivating immortals, stopped in front of a hawker selling candied haws, and took out two candied haws.

The bright red fruit, coupled with the person who is as indifferent and cold as snow, actually added a bit of smoke and dust.

That day was just a rhetoric spit out because he didn't want to go to Canghong Sword Sect, but he didn't expect this person to remember it, and he remembered it for so long.

For a moment, Qian Hongfeng felt a sore feeling in her heart, and the hands holding the long sword trembled unconsciously.

He is the one who is cold and ruthless, he is the one who is mean and insidious, and he is the one who is delicate and gentle. Can a person really have so many faces?

Her hair flew up, and at the same time as the strong wind came from behind her, Qian Hongfeng's feet turned and her body fell backwards one by one.

People walking on the long street felt the danger coming, and retreated one after another.

There was no obstacle, just as Qian Hongfeng folded her waist, she saw a fist mixed with a strong wind rushing towards him.

Fortunately, he dodged quickly and brushed his nose with his fist. Qian Hongfeng squinted her eyes and pushed her thumb upwards, and the long sword flew out of the scabbard.

Qian Hongfeng grasped the hilt of the sword and slashed everything.

The man didn't seem to expect that the other party would react so quickly. In order to avoid the sword's edge, he had to withdraw his hand.

Qian Hongfeng stood up straight, held the long sword and pulled a sword flower out, pointing the sword point directly at the opponent's throat.

At the same time, Qian Hongfeng also saw clearly the appearance of the person behind the sneak attack.

"It's you?"

The person who came was none other than Zhao Hongyi, a disciple of the Shenxingzong who participated in the massacre in Lan'an Town that day.

He didn't expect this person to appear in front of him again after such a long time.

Zhao Hongyi, a disciple of Shenxingzong, has a golden core cultivation base, and has just been promoted from an outer disciple to an inner disciple in Shenxingzong in recent days.The first time I came out to practice, I met Qian Hongfeng in Linshui City.

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, Zhao Hongyi took advantage of Lian Qing to leave, and shot at Qian Hongfeng.

"Qian Hongfeng, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

The man had a nasty look on his face, and while rubbing his wrist, he looked Qian Hongfeng up and down, "Yo, how long has it been, and it's still in the Qi training period? Isn't your master known as the world of cultivating immortals?" No.1?"

"Finished?"

Qian Hongfeng's complexion turned cold, and the hand holding the long sword creaked, "Zhao Hongyi, my master, it's not your turn to speak here. As for the enmity between you and me, I didn't have time to repay it at the beginning. Now It’s good to settle it.”

"Not ashamed to speak."

Zhao Hongyi flicked his hands and put his back behind his back, "How can you compare me to a kid in the Qi training period?"

"Feng'er, than."

A cold and indifferent voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Qian Hongfeng's hand holding the long sword suddenly let go.

When he turned his head, he saw Yan Luo walking from the crowd in white clothes. His white clothes were like white snow on the top of a very high mountain.The lively crowd took a step back spontaneously, making way for him.

Yan Luo's beautiful eyes have been falling on Qian Hongfeng's body since he came in. When he came close to him, he stopped and took out two candied haws from behind like a magic trick, and handed them to Qian Hongfeng In front of Feng.

"Here, what do you like to eat?"

Holding the bright red fruit in front of her eyes, Qian Hongfeng completely let go of her tightly clenched hands, and raised her hand to take the candied haws from Yan Luo.

He didn't eat, but held it in his hand and looked at it.

Out of the corner of his eye, Yan Luo, who was standing beside him, took a bite of the candied haws in his hand.

The sweet, sour and sweet taste swayed in the mouth instantly, and the sugar stains stained the corners of the bright red lips, which turned a bit gorgeous.

Qian Hongfeng's Adam's apple was rolling, and Yan Luo hummed lightly above his head, and said softly, "Sweet and sour, it's really good." He lowered his eyes slightly to look at Qian Hongfeng, and questioned, "Aren't you Do you want to eat?"

"eat."

The two masters and apprentices showed their deep love here as if no one was there. Zhao Hongyi, who was left alone, couldn't see it anymore. He clenched his fists instantly, and frowned, "Qian Hongfeng, don't think that you put your master It’s okay to move out, to compare or not to compare?”

"Compare."

Putting the candied haws in her mouth, Qian Hongfeng took two steps forward and spoke vaguely.

Just as the man said, the fruit was sweet and sour, and it was actually more delicious than all the fruits I had eaten before.

Qian Hongfeng even relaxed her brows, and she seemed a little careless with the long sword in her hand.

"This person must practice Qi."

"Can the cultivation base of this Qi training period surpass Jindan?"

"Who knows."

All these words fell into Qian Hongfeng's ears without leaving a trace.

There is contempt, there is disdain, and there are jokes.

All the words were ignored by Qian Hongfeng, when she heard Yan Luo's affirmation from behind, "Feng'er, you can do it."

When everyone was not optimistic or even questioned, that person said yes to him.

The sore feeling in his heart made him a little uncomfortable, and Qian Hongfeng didn't know what he was thinking, but turned his head slightly, and asked Yan Luo in a mysterious way, "Master, trust me? "

There was a trembling in this sentence, even Qian Hongfeng didn't know why she asked such a sentence, it seemed to add a reassurance to her heart, and it seemed to find a reason for the doubts in her heart. s answer.

His eyes looked into the deep pupils of the other party, like thousands of stars falling into the mountains and rivers, shining brightly.

"letter."

How could Qian Hongfeng lose?

Everyone can disbelieve him, but he won't.

Yan Luo's words successfully made the corners of Qian Hongfeng's mouth curl into a nice curve.

At this moment, the red fruit in his mouth melted away all the bitterness and turned into sweetness.

The hand holding the long sword also became more motivated at this moment. Qian Hongfeng held the sword with one hand and smiled, "Zhao Hongyi dare to fight?"

"Why don't I dare?"

After all, it's just a practice.

Thinking about it, Zhao Hongyi immediately took a step forward and clenched his hands into fists.

The common people didn't think there was too much to do to watch the excitement. For a while, the three floors above the long street were full of people.

While eating candied haws, Yan Luo looked at his precious apprentice, with a laid-back look that no one dared to provoke.

Everyone knows that the peak master of the Canghong Sword Sect is a great power in the transformation stage. This Zhao Hongyi is not afraid of death to face his apprentice. It's okay to win, but if he loses...

The families who were already ready to move, hid in one place to watch the competition at this time.

Between Qi training and Jindan, there is such a big realm as foundation building. In the world of cultivating immortals, let alone a big realm, even if they are in the same period, the first-level Jindan is not the same as the Jindan peak. .

The battle was about to start, Qian Hongfeng grasped the long sword tightly and made the first move.

Jian Guang slid past everyone's eyes, his movements were fast and steady, and Zhao Hongyi, as a disciple of Shenxingzong, was not weak in his own right, and he was at the Golden Core stage, so he punched out with ease. Then he resolved Qian Hongfeng's moves.

After the next two people matched their moves, Qian Hongfeng was always suppressed. If this continues, Qian Hongfeng will be exhausted in a short time. By this time, Zhao Hongyi will be able to counterattack. Qian Hongfeng was knocked to the ground with a punch.

As time went by, the smile on the corner of Zhao Hongyi's mouth grew stronger.

"Boy, don't you admit defeat yet?"

The author has something to say: Master is very happy when he skins it.

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