The disciple of the Shangqing Sect suddenly jumped to his feet in anger, and sneered: "You are quite good at biting!" But what's the use of you being so fierce with me! Gathered here in these major sects, who doesn't know that your good master may have suffered an accident! I have good intentions, I see that Yu Daoyou, you are a genius, you are young, and you can still switch to other people's disciples, so I kindly reminded you, I didn't expect to be insulted and bitten like this to tell the truth! It is worthy of being a famous faction, is this how it is reasonable!? ”

Although he kept babbling, he was not ready to make a move, so much so that he seemed to be ready to run away when the situation was not good, and his nerves were tense. Yu Yanbai knew that the other party didn't plan to make a move, but just to provoke him with words and force himself to do it first.

Yu Yanbai has always had little experience of arguing with others, and at this time he was so angry that his blood flowed backwards, he only felt that his ears were buzzing, his eyes were red, but he didn't know what to say.

The only remaining reason told him that even for the sake of Master's reputation, he couldn't do it.

Once Yu Yanbai makes the first move, his side will fall into the reputation of being unstable and vicious no matter what. Xuan Zhi Zhenren's cultivation of ruthless swordsmanship was originally a faction that killed and stopped, if he did it, the master would definitely be framed by someone with a cold nature, and the disciple had no way.

The hand that gripped the hilt of the sword hesitated and sent the sword back into its sheath—

The man saw his movements sharply and smiled shamelessly, "Ha, that's right." What I said was all the truth from the bottom of my heart, all for the sake of Taoist friends, why bother to use the sword and sword, isn't it unreasonable and ungraceful? ”

Yu Yan gritted his teeth in vain.

It turns out that there are many things in the world that even strength cannot do.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes vigorously, his hands clenched into fists, and while taking a deep breath, he repeatedly warned himself that he could not move, that he could not be impulsive, and that once he made a move, it would be his own failure.

Suddenly, I heard the annoying noise on the other side, and it stopped abruptly.

Someone gently patted the top of his hair.

The voice that had not been heard for many years but was extremely familiar asked lightly, "Oh? I have had a lot of trouble lately, and I have never taken the time to visit the head of your sect, and I don't know that your sect has recently taught its disciples nonsense as reasoning. ”

Yu Yanbai suddenly realized, but he began to lose his mood again.

There is surprise. There are joys, too. But he turned out to be very aggrieved, and he despised his own grievances.

Obviously it's still there, why hasn't there been any news for five years?

There are countless possible answers that can come to mind in an instant, but his worst fear, "whether I am or not important to him", always comes to the forefront.

But now that he saw that he still had his hair tied up behind his waist, an ancient sword on his back, and his white clothes out of the dust, he felt irrepressibly happy and wanted to cry.

Chu Songluo motioned for Yu Yanbai to take a few steps back, his tone was cold and calm, but it made people feel cold: "Why don't you do your duty as an elder for the head of your sect, and teach you to know that you don't respect your elders and don't measure yourself, what will happen to you?" ”

Although he asked how it was, before the end of his words fell, a cold sword intent rose in the air, as if heaven and earth felt this, the air became dark and gloomy, and the clouds quickly gathered above this small piece of heaven and earth, turning lead gray, thick and low.

The temperature dropped suddenly, and the strong pressure from the Yuanying Monk made the disciple really unable to stand still, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground.

It turned out that Chu Songluo hadn't made a move yet, and this terrifying sword intent that killed countless people was already unbearable for a disciple who had never seen a big scene in the early stage of foundation building. At this moment, although he only vomited a mouthful of blood on the surface, I am afraid that all the internal organs have been damaged, and unless there is a panacea or after years, I am afraid that it will be difficult to heal.

"Xuanzhi real people and live!"

But when I heard a loud shout, it turned out that the head of the Changqing faction arrived. Sure enough, he dared to be so provocative, and this disciple was also the true descendant of the head.

This head is also in the middle of the Yuan Infancy, but because his parents are both successful monks, and he has been in a high position in the Changqing faction for generations, so most of the ingredients in the cultivation are piled up with pills, and he is also a rampant party from the cultivation of the treasure, but he didn't expect to be forced to feel a suffocation in his chest by this cold sword qi as soon as he jumped off the treasure.

Only then did he know that Xuan Zhi's real name was worthy of his name, and he also felt that this was obviously the coercion of the water, not only angry that his disciples were so faceless, but also regretted that he did not take action earlier to prevent the further spread of the situation.

So when Chu Songluo put away the momentum of the whole body, he kicked the disciple aside, seemingly fiercely reprimanded Shuluo Yitong, and then humbly said that he had no way to educate himself, and repeatedly said that he had offended Xuanzhi Zhenren this time, and he really deserved it, and he didn't dare to commit it again, so he was ready to leave like this, but he heard a voice of "Stay with Dao friends".

Xuan Bo paced down from the flying boat with a leisurely smile, bowed his hand to a few friends among the onlookers, and accepted the courtesy of the disciples of the Qingwei faction, so he said unhurriedly, "You can't say that if you have something to say, this ...... Well? The head of Qingyuan? The disciples of your sect are disrespectful, and my junior brother has not yet done it, but a small punishment, isn't this already without cause and effect, where can it be called 'offended'? My junior brother has always been humble and self-controlled, not to mention approachable, but where can he be said to be such a 'noble person' who has made countless enemies, do you think this is the case? ”

Although he has a good demeanor and good manners, he not only conforms to the style of the head of the first major sect of righteousness, but also has just the right amount of arrogance and irony.

Before Qingyuan could open his mouth to defend himself, he smiled as if he had thought of something: "Oh yes, I forgot that Qingyuan really grew up in brocade clothes and jade food, a pure heart, not understanding the world, rare to learn is also a bit of a trick, not playing well, and being questioned by me like this, it is really difficult for me to be strong." ”

Qingyuan was in a cold sweat behind him, but fortunately, he was indeed as Xuan Bo said, he had a good background, although he was a little arrogant, but he was frustrated by personnel, he was able to become the head of a faction, and he sat firmly until now, he is already a person who is very good at judging the situation and understanding human feelings, so he apologized again and again, and said that he lost his words for a while, said the wrong thing, and so on.

Xuanbo also pretended to be polite and said a few words, and watched the Changqing faction leave. Seeing that there was no more drama to watch, the people around them gradually dispersed.

Xuan Bo looked Yu Yanbai up and down at this time, and said pointedly: "Senior brother's foot is very fast, no wonder I dislike my flying boat too slowly." ”

Yu Yanbai only felt that his eyes were very uncomfortable.

In the previous life, Xuan Bo used to be a good master who was upright, gentle and amiable, but it seemed that since that dirty thing was discovered by him and even participated, Xuan Bo's reason didn't know where to fly, and he didn't care that the atmosphere of the Qingwei faction that had been inherited for thousands of years might be ruined here.

Before he had time to think carefully, he was held by Chu Songluo, and there was a little well-hidden disgust and impatience between the man's eyebrows, and he said expressionlessly, "Go back." ”

Xuan Bo was still smiling slightly and waiting for Chu Songluo to reply, but he avoided the rudeness of answering like this, but seemed to be smiling even happier. But Xuanbo was not Chu Songluo's target after all, so Chu Songluo was no longer distracted and left with Yu Yanbai's sword.

The hero's rescue of "beauty" and the reunion of the old man are all tricks to make the enticing lovesickness even stronger. Chu Song walked with his sword, and he was still a little complacent in his heart. Maybe then as long as he shows weakness, and then shows that his ruthless kendo has signs of wavering, when the time comes-

Hey.

Thinking that the power of the laws of this world was at his fingertips, Chu Songluo was very complacent.

When he arrived at the allocated courtyard, as soon as he entered the formation, Chu Songluo spit out a mouthful of blood, his white clothes were stained with blood, and his long sword smashed into the ground, which looked extremely miserable.

Yu Yanbai really panicked, and suddenly abandoned all kinds of messy thoughts: "Master! ”

Chu Songluo coughed a few times in a muffled voice, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, a little injury." ”

After finishing speaking, he smiled at Yu Yanbai with tired relief and relief.

The sun has sunk in the west, the sky is dark, and in this smoky courtyard, people who have been dreaming about it every day and have been absent for five years suddenly smile at you.

So fleeting smiles.

It's really beautiful.

Yu Yanbai thought in a daze, it was really good-looking.

Even the singing and dancing of thousands of brightly lit homes in the world, even the Xiaohan Galaxy with hundreds of millions of stars shining and flickering, is not as warm and bright as someone's smile at this moment.

The man said, "I'm back." ”

Only at this moment, Yu Yanbai is unwilling to seek immortality.

**

Shizun must have been seriously injured.

Although he couldn't spy on his master's cultivation, Yu Yanbai had personally experienced Chu Songluo's unparalleled peak of sword intent after all. It is impossible that after five years, this sword intent will not rise but fall. Although it is also possible that he was unwilling to suppress a little disciple with all his strength because of his identity, the subsequent vomiting of blood all showed that the master was not unwilling to draw his sword that day, but was seriously injured and rushed thousands of miles to plunder the horse platform.

What kind of encounter could it be that a powerful sword cultivator could be seriously injured like this?

He thought of the master's meaningful words, and thought of the short-lived smile of yesterday.

A guess gradually formed in my mind.

- Could it be that Master's ruthless sword path has been shaken?!

And the culprit may be the sanctimonious head, Xuanbo Zhenren!

Anger and unwillingness became uncontrollable, and Yu Yanbai slammed his fist against the wall.

The pain of this punch made him calm down instead, and he felt that he was extremely easy to lose his mind as soon as he encountered Master's affairs.

- Since the master is unwilling to sue him, he has no choice but to observe for himself first.

My own alienation is because I am afraid of being disgusted, I am afraid of losing, and I am more cautious because I cherish it deeply. But I didn't expect that someone would be so violent and want to destroy such an immortal sword.

“…… If it's true," he murmured, "I'm going to make you look good!" ”

No one paid attention to the fact that the jade pendant hidden by Yu Yanbai on his chest was faintly, flickering, emitting a glowing glow.