White jade path, stacked with fallen leaves.

A young man in a coarse cloth robe was holding a huge broom and sweeping the thick yellow leaves on the ground.

He kept his head down and swept the floor as he thought about things.

He was an outer disciple, and he shouldn't have come to do such a rough job at such a late hour, but tonight, he seemed to be in the mood.

Of course, he was mostly waiting for someone.

There was a little conflict with the little girl named Xiaodong, who had ignored him for a few days, and he was very distressed.

While bowing his head and sweeping the floor, while thinking about his troubles, a slightly chubby middle-aged man, holding an abacus, passed by and was splashed by the fallen leaves that swept up.

The middle-aged man was suddenly furious, stopped, and scolded with a cross eyebrow: "What are you doing!

The young man suddenly woke up and quickly bowed his head and apologized, with a humble and sincere attitude.

"Waste! I don't even want to sweep the ground, do you think that everyone can be the miscellaneous servants of our Demon Sect? Believe it or not, the old man will let you get out now?"

The middle-aged man patted the dust on his body and roared angrily.

The young man's face was full of panic and continued to bow his head and apologize.

A blue-skinned disciple walked over from the side quickly, looked at the middle-aged man, and said in a strange manner: "Deacon Wang, what is the matter, provoke you to have such a big temper? If my brother offends you, the junior will apologize to you." You're so old, what are you talking about? Don't jump over the top and accidentally kick your legs and die. Besides, my brother is not a handyman now. ”

The young man hurriedly went over and whispered: "Brother Ya, forget it, I'm fine, it's me who is wrong." ”

The middle-aged man suddenly became furious, turned to look at him, and said angrily: "Who did I say? Such a bold man! Qingya, don't forget, you are now the outer disciple of my Demon Sect, and the old man is your elder, you dare to be rude to the old man?"

Qingya smiled and said, "Deacon Wang is serious, how dare the juniors be rude to you." The younger generation just thought, you are so old, you have not made any progress in cultivation in the past few years, and you will burp soon, why do you want to get angry all day long. My son-in-law once said that being angry is to punish yourself for other people's mistakes, Deacon Wang, don't abuse yourself anymore, the younger generation looks distressed. ”

"You!"

When Deacon Wang heard this, he immediately became even more angry, and glared at him hatefully: "Boy, don't think that others are afraid of you, and the old man will also be afraid of you! There have been quite a few monks who have died outside in the past few years, do you really think that your son-in-law is more powerful than the immortals? Even if he really comes back, he has to call me Uncle, what are you, you dare to ......?"

Qingya's face sank, interrupted him, and sneered: "What are you? An old waste of the Seven Realms of Psychic, you dare to let my son-in-law call you uncle? Do you have that qualification?"

"Presumptuous!"

When Deacon Wang heard this, he couldn't bear it anymore, the light flashed in his hand, he took out the spirit sword, and said with a furious face: "Arrogant man! If you commit a crime, the old man will teach you a good lesson today! No matter how bad the old man is, he can beat you, a waste of the second spiritual realm, to his knees and beg for mercy!"

After that, a sinister look flashed in his eyes, and he was about to do it.

Qingya pushed away the young man holding the broom, and said, "Xiaoyuan, stand far away!"

The young man's face was full of anxiety and worry, and he was about to step forward to persuade him, when suddenly his body shook, his eyes widened, and he looked behind Deacon Wang in disbelief.

When Qingya was about to make a move, his eyes were also wide, and his face was full of surprise.

He suddenly became bolder, rolled his eyes, and immediately pointed to Deacon Wang, who was about to do it, and said with a smile: "Old horseman, you dare to do it, believe it or not, my son-in-law will come back and abolish you?"

Deacon Wang smiled gloomily and said mockingly: "When that kid comes back, you will be abolished a long time ago!

With that, the light of the spirit sword in his hand skyrocketed, and he slashed forward.

At this time, a faint voice suddenly came from behind him: "Deacon Wang, what are you doing? Are you bullying my Xiaoya and Xiaoyuan?"

Deacon Wang's face was full of smirk, and suddenly stiffened!

His heart was suddenly shocked, and he suddenly roared angrily, and the sword that slashed out was taken back by him alive, and the surging spiritual power flowed back like a tide!

"Poof!"

His heart suddenly hurt, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body staggered, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, his face was red and white, and he was almost fainted by his spiritual power.

Qingya suddenly laughed, and said gloatingly: "Oh, Deacon Wang, what's the name of your move? This is too powerful, is it called the invincible self-harm sword technique in the world?" hahaha......"

Deacon Wang did not dare to reply, his heart trembled, he struggled to his feet, turned around, and looked at the man who spoke behind him.

Sure enough, it was him!

He will never forget this young man's face for the rest of his life!

In the Demon Sect, he was on the scene of every battle this young man had.

He knew better than anyone else the horror of this teenager.

He felt extremely remorseful for his impulsiveness.

This boy is back!

Yan ...... Brother Yan......"

His face was pale, and he was about to call Master Yan's nephew, but he didn't dare to scream.

Although in the Demon Sect, he is not divided into generations according to his cultivation, but now his status and cultivation, as well as his prestige in the sect, cannot be compared with this young man at all.

What's more, I heard that the sect master had great praise and favor for this young man.

Even the peak master of the Jade Girl Peak, who is very close to the young man, is the biological daughter of the sect master, and her own strength is very good.

Now that this young man has seen him bullying the small with the big and bullying the other party, how can he not be afraid? Where do you dare to call someone else's teacher and nephew?

I just hope to call my brother, bow my head and apologize sincerely, so that the other party can not blame the past.

After all, this is a monk in the Spirit Realm, even if the other party kills him in anger, the sect will definitely not do anything to the other party because of this.

Here, strength and background are everything.

Deacon Wang lowered his head, not daring to look at the young man's eyes, his attitude was extremely sincere, with a little respect, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Yan, it's really ......."

However, before he finished speaking, the young man smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Wang, you're welcome, you are an elder, and Qingya should not collide with you." I hope that when I look at my face, Uncle Shi doesn't mind. ”

Deacon Wang was stunned for a moment, with a stunned expression on his face.

"Childe ......"

Qingya was very dissatisfied, and when he was about to speak, Yan Yuchen glared at him and reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense, come and apologize to Uncle Wang!"

He is about to leave, and it is best not to offend the people of the sect, so as not to be hated in the hearts of others, and secretly target Xiao Yuan and Qingya.

Qingya, this guy is clever and has some strength, so he shouldn't suffer, but Xiao Yuan can't, this young man is too honest and will suffer.

Therefore, he has to have a good relationship with the people in the sect.

Qingya had to shrug his head, came over and said reluctantly: "Deacon Wang, the disciple is wrong......

Deacon Wang was stunned for a while, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, Qingya, I was too impulsive just now, hey, I've been in a lot lately, and I'm not in a good mood, so I'll ......."

Then he looked at the young man who was sweeping the floor, and said with a smile on his face: "Xiao Yuan, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you just now, the old man has a bad look, and he thinks you are a handyman here......"

Xiao Yuan also hurriedly replied: "It's okay, it's Xiao Yuan's mistake first, and sweeping the floor shouldn't be absent-minded......"

The two sides apologized to each other and shook hands.

The tense scene immediately became very harmonious.

When Deacon Wang left, he glanced at the young man with complicated eyes, and secretly wondered in his heart: I haven't seen him for a while, this young man's edge seems to have converged a lot, what kind of things did he encounter outside?

(End of chapter)