"Su Zhuo, you bastard!"

Nangong Yurou looked at the junior brother who was paralyzed on the ground, her apricot blossom eyes were burning with anger, and every word she said seemed to be squeezed out of between her teeth: "You just continue to lie to me, if I didn't suddenly notice that something was wrong, and wanted to come over to confirm it, I was deceived by you again, and you still said that you didn't use any secret techniques, and now it's like this, how are you going to quibble?!" ”

It was the first time Su Zhuo had seen Nangong Yurou get so angry, and said with a wry smile: "Senior sister, you help me up first, and I'll talk to you later." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Nangong Yurou helped Su Zhuo to the couch, but found that he was not only cold all over, but even had a faint layer of frost on his palm, and hurriedly put his hand on Su Zhuo's wrist to deliver the true yuan to him to ward off the cold, remembering that he had just felt a little weird coldness in his room, now it seems that this guy must have been forcibly enduring it from just now, but he didn't want to worry about himself so he didn't say it, thinking of this, her heart was even more mixed,

Right now, with the true element infusion of Nangong Yu's soft qi and sea realm, Su Zhuo suddenly felt a lot warmer, both physically and mentally.

He finally relieved himself and smiled, and said gently: "Look at your urgency, I'm fine, I just said half of it, although I have a clear root, but if I want to show my strength far beyond this realm, the meridians will be a little unbearable, this time it's a bit too much, I didn't expect such a result to happen, but it didn't hurt the root, half a day of recuperation, I can be alive again, I don't believe you can check it." ”

Nangong Yurou heard what she said and did so, and found that it was indeed as Su Zhuo said, although the meridians were damaged, it was not serious enough to affect the foundation of cultivation, and finally put her mind at ease, and muttered: "That's fine, I'm worried about death." ”

Su Zhuo sighed with emotion: "Look at you, if you let your fellow disciples see your current appearance, I am afraid that they will fight against the enemy and cut me alive, which is really a big sin." ”

Nangong Yurou found that she was too out of shape, in front of this junior brother who was four years younger than herself, she really couldn't maintain her steady composure as a senior sister, thinking that she had grown up to the present, but she had never been so worried about anyone, nor was she so popular with anyone, and now she actually let this bastard on the couch take it all up, her pretty face like mutton fat and snow quietly floated a faint red tide, and said angrily: "It's time for them to strip you alive, who made you so angry with me, next time you are not allowed to mess up like this!" ”

Su Zhuo said softly: "Senior brother obeys. ”

Although Nangong Yurou was angry, her charming apricot blossom eyes were full of concern, and she said undoubtedly: "I will accompany you tonight." ”

Su Zhuo wanted to speak and stopped, and finally just smiled bitterly: "In this way, I have done a disservice." ”

Now Nangong Yurou is in a critical period when she can step into the realm of enlightenment at any time, and stepping into this realm one day earlier will have a decisive impact on the future, but it is at this critical moment that she can't slack off, but she has been taking care of him carefully, spending her precious time on him, a junior brother, he didn't say it, but his heart was extremely touched.

He wanted to go into the sea of qi.

There was not a moment when it was so intense.

Feeling the warmth of the meridians in his hands, Su Zhuo didn't know when he had fallen asleep.

Nangong Yurou sat on the edge of the couch, her eyes carefully looked at this junior brother who had no father and mother and supported each other with him when he was a child, and now the corners of his mouth still have a touch of worldly ointment Liang Zizi often has a smiling smile, he has never been used to showing his heart in front of others, in front of people is always that cynical appearance, only after people lick the wound alone, not long ago in front of himself confided in his heart, must be suppressed for too long, before finally vented, she would rather the other party can say anything to her, Now this so-called root bone Qingqi, she understands that it must not be as light as Su Zhuo said.

She rubbed the young man's palm gently.

Suddenly stunned.

The cultivator's skin, which should have been more delicate and smooth than ordinary people, was extremely rough when he arrived here, densely covered with shocking scars, and his teeth and claws were dancing, as if mocking the world that was playing tricks on him everywhere.

What kind of suffering do you have to endure to make the scars on your hands so numerous that the true yuan can't repair them?

How many things does this junior brother who gritted his teeth and want to swallow in his stomach still hide from himself?

Her heart seemed to be clenched.

In the early stage of the Ning Yuan Realm, if you want to cross three small realms and one big threshold at once, and hurt a monk of the Qi Sea Realm, how can it be done easily?!

The window is slightly sloping, the world is silent, and the moonlight is like frost, spreading on the blue brick floor.

Unconsciously, it was already the dead of night, and her routine had always been very regular, and she whispered to herself: "It's the fourth watch." ”

She reached out and gently touched the young man's forehead.

Then he got up and left.

In two hours, it will be time to go out and collect the spirit grass.

She didn't notice that after she left, the young man's fingers moved slightly.

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"Wu Huan hasn't been back to the sect for a day?" On the main hall of the sect on the Purple Immortal Sect's Triple Gate, more than a dozen disciples stood tremblingly, several senior uncles and elders all looked unhappy, and the head of the sect, Tang Siyuan, looked like he had just passed the year of his establishment, and he frowned tightly at this time, "Before he left you, did he tell you what he was going to do?" ”

One of the young disciples said, "Master, Senior Brother Wu just told us that he would go and come back, so don't worry. ”

The gray-clothed elder said angrily: "Go and go back? It's been almost ten hours now, and it's more than enough to do anything, so long has you been delayed?! ”

Tang Siyuan asked, "Before you returned to the sect, you had a conflict with the Yulan faction on Mogan Peak and lost to Chongyunzi's two personal disciples?" ”

The disciple bowed his head and said, "Yes." ”

He retold the scene at that time, and when he heard Nangong Yurou fighting Wu Huan alone and Yan Qu, a disciple of Xiaocheng of the Taiyin Sect Qi Sea Realm, everyone couldn't help but have a somewhat solemn look, but when they heard that Su Zhuo defeated Yan Qu in one move that surprised everyone, everyone was shocked as if they heard that the iron tree blossomed and the water flowed backwards, but at this moment, the atmosphere was solemn, and no one spoke out to talk about it.

Shui Yundao squinted his eyes and said: "I'm afraid that the popularity of the Yulan faction is not enough, but it happened that I saw Wu Huan leaving the group alone, so I killed the killer!" ”

Everyone looked at him suddenly, such heart-wrenching words can't be said casually, but everyone knows that this Shuiyun Dao person has always been the most difficult to deal with the Yulan faction, and he has a hot temper, and now Wu Huan, who is missing, is the leading disciple of his lineage, so he is naturally more and more angry.

Tang Siyuan was noncommittal, but said: "Elder Shouzhen, Senior Brother Shui Yun, you take ten disciples and look for them on the Immortal Mountain, if you live to see people and dead people, you will see corpses." ”

The gray-clothed monk was the Elder Shouzhen, and he and the people of Shuiyun Dao were in unison to lead the order.

Not long after, the Purple Underworld Sect and his party swept out of the mountain gate.

An hour after everyone set off, several disciples were still whispering about Su Zhuo's affairs behind, and after the initial shock, everyone also came back to their senses, and understood that this once unrivaled young man was no threat now, and he was already hopeless, but now he was forcibly promoting his potential for the sake of saving face, and it was more and more impossible, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud as he spoke.

However, the next moment the smile on their faces suddenly froze.

His eyes were wide open, filled with unbelievable fear.

Elder Shouzhen, who was walking in front, turned around suddenly, and a flying sword with an astonishing speed suddenly appeared in his sight, and it was still accelerating rapidly, and the black True Yuan swirled around the sword body, which was terrifying, and he hurriedly mobilized the True Yuan Imperial Sword to come out.

The crunch of the bell!

At the same time, there were several disciples behind Fang who were talking and laughing, and their heads flew up, blood splashing wildly.

Elder Shouzhen's face turned red, and he let out a terrible roar of pain, and then was blasted out by the pitch-black sword.

"What people!" The Shuiyun Dao people suddenly looked at him and said angrily.

The remaining six disciples drew their swords in unison, like frightened rabbits.

At some point, a robed monk appeared in the rear.

He stood on the hillside and looked back at the crowd condescendingly.

A pair of dark blue eyes were filled with a determination to look at death as if it were home.