Chapter Twenty-Nine: Dragons Have Reverse Scales

Nangong Jing was in a trance, and she wrote in her notebook, "Because my mother likes flowers very much, I also like them." ”

Xu Ling opened his mouth when he heard this, and after hesitation, he finally asked, "Xiao Jing, ...... your mother kiss her?"

"My mother has passed away. Nangong Jing wrote briskly in the notebook in his hand, which didn't seem to be too heavy.

But Xu Ling could clearly see the deep sadness in her eyes.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked. Xu Ling's eyes flashed with distress, and he said apologetically.

Nangong Jing hurriedly shook her head, indicating that she didn't care.

"Young Sect Master!"

Just as Xu Ling was about to say something, a shout suddenly sounded.

Xu Ling got up and looked, and Pei Yuan walked over with anger in his face.

"Young Sect Master, I said that I would come to you after three days to start suppressing bandits, why can't you find anyone everywhere. ”

Pei Yuan was a little dissatisfied, but he searched around the Xuanlang Sect before finding Xu Ling.

"Huh? haha......"

Xu Ling completely forgot about this stubble, he had been with Nangong Jing for the past few days, and he had even forgotten about his cultivation.

"The young sect master is gone, and everyone is waiting for you. Pei Yuan said that he was going to take Xu Ling away.

Xu Ling nodded, and was about to leave when he found that a hand was holding his arm, and when he turned his head, he saw Nangong Jingzheng looking at him pitifully.

Her teary eyes seemed to say, "Didn't you say yes and won't leave again?"

Xu Ling was a little helpless for a while, he didn't know what to do, he would miss the bandits if he stayed in the sect, and he would hurt Nangong Jing's heart if he left.

"Jing girl, you can also go. Pei Yuan on the side said loudly when he saw this.

Nangong Jing's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she looked at Xu Ling expectantly.

"Uncle Pei, what are you talking about, Xiao Jing has just started cultivating, that's too dangerous......"

"The young sect master will definitely protect you well, right?"

Before Xu Ling's words could be finished before Pei Yuan could finish speaking, Nangong Jing nodded heavily, looking at Xu Ling with little stars in his eyes.

Xu Ling swallowed his saliva, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "That's right, I will definitely protect Xiao Jing!"

Nangong Jing happily hugged Xu Ling's arm when she heard this, while Pei Yuan showed a kind smile and took out a pair of jade bracelets from the storage ring.

"It just so happens that I have refined two talisman spirit weapons just in case, one of the young sect master, and the other one will be given to Jing girl. ”

Pei Yuan handed the bracelet to Xu Ling and Nangong Jing respectively, Xu Ling first looked at the talisman spiritual weapon, and then he wanted to give his bracelet to Nangong Jing as well, but Nangong Jing didn't want to live or die.

"Remember, if the bracelet is triggered, then you have to run anyway, don't worry about anything and just run away, understand?"

Xu Ling and Nangong Jing stopped pushing each other when they heard this, and nodded with a slightly serious expression.

After that, the two followed Pei Yuan to the Bird Square, where nearly a hundred disciples stood bustlingly.

Seeing the arrival of the three people, four middle-aged people wearing elder clothes walked out of the team.

"Waiting for the young sect master for a long time. One of them bowed his hand in respect.

"Young Sect Master, these four are the elders who led the team this time, and they all have the cultivation of the Earth Yuan Realm, especially Elder Ma, who is already in the late stage of the Earth Yuan Realm. Pei Yuan explained to Xu Ling.

"Then this time the bandits will be suppressed by the elders. Xu Ling nodded.

"It's a matter of duty, the young sect master, please board the birds, and we will leave immediately. ”

Pei Yuan wasted too much time looking for Xu Ling, and it was indeed time to go.

Everyone then prepared to board the birds, and at this moment, Xu Ling suddenly noticed that among the nearly 100 disciples who participated in the battle, there was a familiar face.

"Stop!" Xu Ling raised his hand and shouted, and everyone suddenly stopped their movements and looked at him one after another.

I saw Xu Ling walk up to a young man in white, hugged his fists and asked, "Under Xu Ling, I don't know the name of Brother Tai?"

"Don't dare to be, contemptible Han Jianliu. The young man in white also hugged his fists in respect.

"Thank you Brother Jianliu for helping you in the canyon, I didn't expect Brother Jianliu to be a disciple of Xuanlang Sect. ”

He was the white-clothed young man Xu Ling met in the cultivation canyon, and at that time he repeatedly reminded and helped Xu Ling kindly, so that Xu Ling couldn't help but have a good impression of him.

Especially in the cultivation canyon, he refused to admit defeat, and his perseverance in chasing after Xu Ling made Xu Ling have some admiration for Han Jianliu.

"The young sect master is serious, compared to you saving my life, those trivial things are just the past. Han Jianliu shook his head and said respectfully.

Xu Ling's lifeless cultivation method in the cultivation canyon completely convinced Han Jianliu.

"Hahaha, you and I don't need to care about those etiquettes, just call me Xu Ling. Xu Ling laughed, strictly speaking, the two are already friends of life and death.

After a long delay, there were bursts of unhappy gossip among the disciples who participated in the battle.

"What young sect master, the shelf is so big, I have been waiting for almost half an hour, and now I am finally about to leave and he stopped it. ”

"That's it, I still call that waste material Han Jianliu a brother, what do you say about the Nine Rank Spiritual Root, I think that's it. ”

Xu Ling, the young sect master who was born out of nowhere, did not have any prestige, not to mention that what he was doing at the moment was indeed unconvincing, especially after a delay of nearly half an hour, it was understandable for a group of disciples to whisper.

Although Xu Ling didn't like their chewing tongue, he didn't argue with the disciples because he knew that he was wrong.

"Tsk, what a young sect master, he still treats himself as a character, and he still has that ugly monster by his side, I feel sick to my stomach when I see her face, and it is a miracle that there are such disgusting people in the world. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience suddenly fell silent, and all the disciples suddenly stopped talking, making this voice extremely loud.

Although the disciples were dissatisfied with Xu Ling, after all, he was a young sect master, and at most he would complain, but words like this were already derogatory, especially in front of the four leading elders.

No matter how incompetent the young sect master is, he is also the young sect master after all, and what stands behind him is the entire Xuanlang Sect, and belittling the young sect master is equivalent to belittling the Xuanlang Sect.

The four leading elders all frowned, looking at Xu Ling waiting for his decision, but saw Xu Ling standing motionless in place, and standing behind him was Nangong Jing, who had been dragging the corners of his clothes.

At this time, Nangong Jing was terrified in the face of the eyes of the disciples, she trembled with fear, like a frightened bird, everything seemed to return to the scene of the first meeting at Vermilion Bird Peak.

"I, Xu Ling, hereby promise that no one will bully you again in the future. ”

On the path to the manor, is that guarantee just a joke?

The four leading elders waited for a long time and didn't see Xu Ling speak, and couldn't help but despise Xu Ling by three points, thinking that Xu Ling would endure this kind of humiliation.

And the person who spoke of ridicule was uneasy at the moment, he was Wu Zhuhong who had a dispute with Ye Qingyao in the refining room, and he would say such a thing because he had a grudge against Xu Ling.

But he was actually just quietly venting, you must know that Xu Ling was a character who could make him unable to enter the refining room for two months with a single sentence, who would have thought that this group of shit fellow disciples would suddenly be silent as soon as he opened his mouth, so that his words reached everyone's ears.

However, he didn't see Xu Ling speak out for a long time, and Wu Zhuhong thought that Xu Ling was a fool who had monstrous power but didn't dare to squeak when he encountered something, which made him slowly let go of the stone in his heart.

Han Jianliu on the side was also puzzled, he looked at Xu Ling, who was silent with his head down, is this really the young man who died in the cultivation canyon?

When he approached, Xu Ling slowly raised his head, and when he suddenly saw his face, even Han Jianliu, who was resolute, couldn't help but be startled.

I saw that Xu Ling's eyes were scarlet, the corners of his mouth were grinning to the root of his ears, and he tilted his head to look at Wu Zhuhong, and the whole person was quiet and terrifying.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing, and the air seemed to be filled with a pungent smell of blood, which made people feel chilled.

Xu Ling suddenly walked towards Wu Zhuhong, Wu Zhuhong was already frightened, and subconsciously took a step back when he saw this.

"I, to, you, die. Xu Ling paused word by word, his voice was as cold as the king of Hades asking for his life, and everyone seemed to see a blood-stained skeleton dancing in front of them.

It's only four words, but it's very graphic, making people feel like they're in hell.

"Oh no, he's lost his mind. ”

In the case that the four leading elders were all distracted, only Han Jianliu remained awake, and he looked at Xu Ling with a solemn face, not knowing what to do next.

Xu Ling walked towards Wu Zhuhong step by step, the spiritual power on his body gushed out, and just as he was about to kill Wu Zhuhong, a soft body suddenly embraced him from behind.

Nangong Jing hugged Xu Ling tightly, she sobbed and choked up, as if she was stopping Xu Ling.

"Xiao Jing, why?" Xu Ling's eyes gradually returned to clarity, and he turned his head to look at Nangong Jing in confusion.

Nangong Jing couldn't speak, she just shook her head heavily at Xu Ling.

At this time, Han Jianliu on the side was shocked, but he didn't expect Xu Ling, who had completely lost his mind, to change back to his original state just because of a hug.

"The dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die, and the son of the wind in the wind and thunder is really not trivial. Han Jianliu secretly sighed in his heart.

This also made Han Jianliu a little puzzled in his heart, could Xu Ling, who could exude such a terrifying momentum, really be a wind attribute sword cultivator?

Suddenly, there was a plop, which woke up everyone who was in a trance, and they looked at the source of the sound, and it turned out to be Wu Zhuhong sitting on the ground.

At this time, Wu Zhuhong gasped heavily, wet with cold sweat, as if he had just walked around from the underworld, and everyone found that his crotch was soaked.

The disciples couldn't help but sneer, Wu Zhuhong was so frightened that he peed his pants.

Shame, shame! Wu Zhuhong's face turned red when he heard the laughter, and he was angry and ashamed in his heart.

I'm afraid that after this crackdown on bandits, the news that he Wu Zhuhong was scared by Xu Ling to pee his pants after walking a few steps will spread throughout the Xuanlang Sect, no, I'm afraid that even the entire Xuanling Empire will spread.

The disciples of the Spirit Martial Realm were frightened by Xu Ling, the son of the wind, and fell to the ground to pee their pants in a few steps, which became the joke of the entire Xuanling Empire!

What's even more shameful is that it spread throughout the Xuanling Empire not because of his martial arts, but because of the name of Xu Ling, the son of the wind.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhuhong's whole body trembled, and he had the urge to commit suicide on the spot.

"Everyone, listen up, Xu Ling has something to say. ”

Before Wu Zhuhong could calm down, Xu Ling's voice suddenly sounded, and his words were polite but arrogant.