Both the hero and the villain are my cubs [Transmigration Book]

Zhong Nansheng recalled the past, and his eyes were in a trance.

A tall man in white and blue clothes leaped towards the cloud-shrouded and bottomless cliff in front of him, holding a sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword pierced into the cliff, and plucked the rare green plant in the air with one hand. twig.

"Nansheng." The man handed Xuti to the young master in light gold clothes, with affection in his eyes, "The Xutizi you want."

"I just mentioned it casually, why did you go down?" Zhong Nansheng held Xuti, frowned, and then with reproach and worry, "Do you know how dangerous this cliff is?"

Yin Wuya raised his lips slightly: "It's not as good as Yi Ren's smile."

"You..." Zhong Nansheng said shyly, "What Yiren!"

"Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches come out in spring." Yin Wuya stroked Zhong Nansheng's face with his fingers.

Zhong Nansheng was annoyed for a while: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Yin Wuya looked at his fingers and smiled, the delicate touch of touching Zhong Nansheng's face still remained on the fingertips.

"Yo." A boy in white shorts came over. The boy's hair was not very long. The strand of hair on the left side was braided with a white ribbon, revealing a pair of small canine teeth. Just to smile for Brother Bo Er?"

In addition to being useful to the immortal cultivators of the wood spirit root, it has no effect on the immortal cultivators of other spiritual roots, and the second senior brother is not a wood spirit root at all.

"Nansheng has a word, and I will not hesitate." Yin Wuya said, looking at Zhong Nansheng's pale golden figure.

"Alas, the sour taste of love." The young man turned his head away, "People who fall in love seem to have lost their intelligence."

The young man thought to himself, fortunately he would not please others, nor would he pick a rare but useless spiritual herb in this precarious life.

Although immortal cultivators can control their swords in the air, there is a sharp wind in this cliff, which is as powerful as the turbulent flow in the secret space, and it is extremely dangerous.

At this time, a beauty in a white fairy dress came over. The hem of the beauty's long skirt dragged the floor, and it was embroidered with bright patterns like white peacock tail feathers. Shaker inserted in the hair, both gorgeous and beautiful.

The beauty was accompanied by a very imposing man, upon closer inspection, the two looked exactly the same.

"Oh?" The beauty came to the side of the boy in white. The beauty was much taller than the boy. She wrapped her arms around the boy's shoulders, and with great strength, let the boy lean on her chest.

A beauty is beautiful, but her chest is very flat. The young man seemed to be used to it, and stuck to the beauty's chest expressionlessly, without showing any fluctuations.

"Second senior brother, the prickly pears on the left and right are useless besides being pretty, why don't you pick off a few leaves and ask the master to give the leaves to the future junior brother." The beauty said.

"Junior Junior Brother? It's not certain whether Master will accept Junior Junior Brother." The man beside the beauty choked.

"you……"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Zhong Nansheng said: "The fourth junior brother is right, you can use this leaf as a token and ask the master to give it to future juniors."

The boy in white took the opportunity to escape from the fourth senior brother's chest, puffed his cheeks and said, "Hmph, that old guy, master, can't even see a shadow."

"Hey, who said that..." Suddenly, an old and disrespectful voice said.

All the brothers looked towards the source of the voice, and saw an old man in crimson clothes with a beard in front of everyone: "What are you talking about?"

Zhong Nansheng picked a few Xuti leaves and handed them to Lao Buxiu, and said, "Master, we are discussing about the younger brother. If you accept another disciple in the future, please give this to the younger brother as a token."

Lao Buxiu looked at the leaves in the hands of the second apprentice, and his eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, yes. Although Xuti is not very useful for other spiritual roots, it is an extremely hard-to-find spiritual herb."

Zhong Nansheng also nodded: "Yes, in case Master finds Mu Linggen's junior brother, wouldn't it be just right? Wu Ya, what do you think?"

Yin Wuya's sword-like eyebrows were like peaks, and he smiled slightly when he heard the words: "Nan Sheng is right."

"Master, when will you find us a junior brother!" The boy in white said with a puffy face.

……

Zhong Nansheng came back to his senses, looked at the people on both sides of the city tower that were about to explode, and said, "Let them enter the city."

Zhong Nansheng's voice was not loud, but it seemed to ring in everyone's ears.

Ling Zixi looked towards the tower, and found the young man standing on the tower.

I saw that person was dressed in light-colored clothes, and he was full of dignity, but his complexion was a little pale, as if he was not in good health.

His appearance is very soft, but also gorgeous, which makes people unforgettable at first sight.

"Yes, the young city lord." The young city lord spoke, and the guards naturally let him go.

"Thank you, Young City Master." Ling Zixi said.

It turned out that this was the Young City Lord.

While the young man was talking, his eyes fell on the leaves of the xuti at Ling Zixi's waist, and he did not move for a long time.

Everyone looked at Zhong Nansheng's appearance. Could it be that the Young City Lord was captured by Ling Zixi's beauty?

Little Huang Ying felt inexplicably sour and uncomfortable.

"Young City Lord, don't let it go!" Gu Liangkui became anxious when he heard this, "Don't be fooled by this vixen's appearance!"

Zhong Nansheng ignored him, but turned and left.

Ling Zixi noticed that Zhong Nansheng seemed to have some inconvenience in his legs and feet when he walked.

Seeing that Zhong Nansheng ignored him, Gu Liangkui stretched out his arms to stop Ling Zixi and the others, and shouted, "Young City Master, they are villains! Yes, wicked villains! They bullied me!"

Zhong Nansheng paused, but his voice was still calm: "I think the Gu family thinks they have too many leisurely days."

"This..." Gu Liangkui's face turned green when he heard that. Although Zhong Nansheng looked weak on the surface, Gu Liangkui knew that he was by no means a friendly person. All the rich and noble families in Yunhe City wanted them to be wiped out , It's just a matter of Zhong Nansheng's words.

Today, since Zhong Nansheng said so, the Gu family must have no good fruit to eat.

Gu Liangkui didn't dare to say another word, for fear that the Gu family would be punished more severely.

Although he is fooling around, he also knows that if the Gu family collapses, he will be nothing.

"Hmph." Xiao Huangying and Xiao Yi pushed Gu Liangkui who was blocking them away with their sword hilts, and the group walked in together.

As soon as he entered the city, a subordinate with the appearance of an officer and soldier came to them and said, "Everyone, the young master of my family welcomes you."

Several people looked at each other and followed the officers and soldiers towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Along the way, the figure of the young city lord kept appearing in Ling Zixi's mind, and the way the young city lord looked at him... seemed to be looking at another person through himself.

Ling Zixi always felt that the young city lord should have some relationship with him.

The City Lord's Mansion is near the city tower, and they arrived in a short while. When several people came to the mansion, Zhong Nansheng was bending over to take care of a spiritual herb inside.

Seeing a few people coming in, he straightened up and said to Ling Zixi, "You come in alone."

The few people were stunned, and Xiao Huangying stood in front of Ling Zixi: "Zixi, no..."

"Wu Jin, entertain a few distinguished guests to the front hall."

"Yes, Young City Master." The subordinate arched his hands and said to everyone except Ling Zixi, "Several, please."

Xiao Huangying still disagreed, Ling Zixi patted Xiao Huangying's shoulder: "It's okay, let's go."

Ling Zixi could feel that the young city lord had no malice towards him.

Naturally, little Huangying also felt it to some extent, but thinking of the way this beautiful young city lord looked at Zixi, little Huangying felt as if she had eaten jujubes.

Several people left, leaving behind Ling Zixi and the young city master in light gold clothes.

Ling Zixi asked very politely: "Excuse me, where have I met the Young City Lord?"

Otherwise, why did the young city lord look at him like that?

Obsessed with your own beauty?Ling Zixi thinks she doesn't have that ability.

The person in front of him chuckled, and said to the spirit grass under him, "Look, what kind of grass is this?"

Ling Zixi has long felt that this spiritual grass is familiar, and seems to be very close to himself, and the spiritual energy emitted by the spiritual grass is also very familiar to him...

The Young City Lord looked at Ling Zixi's waist.

Ling Zixi followed his gaze, and suddenly realized that he remembered that the token that Lao Buxiu gave him was the leaves of this thing!

"Xu Tizi!" Ling Zixi blurted out.

No wonder, there is a strange sense of familiarity!

The young city master showed a very loving smile this time: "Little brother."

Ling Zixi froze on the spot: "Master... senior brother...?"

Lao Buxiu himself is a elusive person, and his apprentices are the same, all of them are missing. Ling Zixi thought that maybe he would never meet a senior brother in his lifetime.

I didn't expect... to actually let myself run into each other?

"Yeah." Zhong Nansheng nodded, looking at the leaf on Ling Zixi's waist, with sadness in his eyes, "Go into the room and talk."

As soon as Ling Zixi stepped into the door, a stream of white light came in a flash, and a man exuding ice-cold aura landed in the city lord's mansion. It was Bai Moheng.

"Why are you here?" Ling Zixi asked in surprise.

In fact, when Bai Moheng saw the young city lord looking at Ling Zixi through Little Huang Ying's eyes, he hurried over from the depths of the dense forest.

Zhong Nansheng looked at the two of them playfully. As a disciple of Wuxu Sect, although he rarely returned to the sect, he also knew Bai Moheng, a strong disciple of the sect.

Moreover, because of his relationship with Yin Wuya, Zhong Nansheng could see the deep affection in Bai Moheng's eyes when he looked at his junior brother at a glance.

As for the junior brother, his words seemed to be extremely repulsive to this elite disciple.

Zhong Nansheng thought about it for a moment, and got up and walked slowly towards Ling Zixi. Ling Zixi knew that his senior brother was inconvenient, so he hurried forward to hold Zhong Nansheng's arm.

After all, the senior brother helped himself out of the siege today, and his attitude towards him was very loving.

Zhong Nansheng whispered to Ling Zixi, "Let's go in and talk."

"Okay." Ling Zixi hurriedly agreed.

Zhong Nansheng and Ling Zixi walked into the house together, before stepping on the threshold, Zhong Nansheng turned his head and smiled at Bai Moheng.

Bai Moheng looked at Zhong Nansheng's expression, that smile, no matter how you looked at it, it looked provocative.

Bai Moheng took a step forward, Ling Zixi turned around and said, "Don't come in."

Bai Moheng had no choice but to stop.

Zhong Nansheng brought Ling Zixi into the room, pinched a barrier casually, let Ling Zixi sit on his lower head, and asked gently: "What's your name?"

"Ling Zixi, senior brother."

"..."

Bai Moheng hurried over after seeing the scene on the tower, and didn't hear the conversation between the two senior brothers. At this moment, he stood outside and watched the two chat happily, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years. Overturned the jar of vinegar.