In such an environment, Yin Feng grew up.

Not to mention growing into a young man, and cultivating to be strong, with outstanding ability, and the momentum of a proper young man.

And when Yin Feng grew up to be twenty-seven years old, he finally built the foundation smoothly - although he still did not break the legend of Le Ruohua's nineteenth foundation, it could not be said that there was no harm. One of the big points is that when the foundation is built, the veins of the whole body are washed again, and the blood and mundane things of the father and mother are cleansed, and the appearance will be maintained at the time of the foundation building.

When Le Ruohua built the foundation back then, basically everyone was shocked by his demonic talent, and they didn't remember this kind of thing - even if they said it, who would delay it for the sake of appearance!

Now, even if Le Ruohua is thirty-eight, at a glance, standing next to Yin Feng is a younger brother-level figure.

It's still a favored lawless younger brother.。

Le Ruohua hates this. However, his affection for Yin Feng has never changed, which is something that even the Fushan faction is surprised by - after all, Le Ruohua's childlike nature is well known, and the speed of liking the new and hating the old makes people want to sacrifice their knees.

Only Yin Feng is an exception.

Unfortunately, as the lyrics say, there is always impunity in being favored. For Yin Feng, being looked at by Le Ruohua has never been a happy thing, and even in recent years, because he has been frequently mentioned by newcomers to his admiration after being looked at by Le Ruohua, the little overlord of the Fushan faction, the shadow that has been rooted since childhood exaggerated the feelings in his memory and revealed the disgust.

Obviously, the memory that this person gave him was only bullying, and it was clear that this person had not helped him in anything, as if he was lucky to have his blue eyes.

All the qiē is simply obtained by relying on the teachings and pity of the master in charge, as well as his own efforts!

The eleven-year gap is only noticeable in early childhood. After becoming an adult, it is in the cultivation realm again, and eleven years has no meaning at all.

Especially, when Yin Feng's cultivation surpassed Le Ruohua and became the most outstanding legend of the younger generation, Yin Feng finally no longer had to put up with Le Ruohua.

In the darkness, the silver light flashed, and the sound of breaking wind followed, and the trajectory in the air like a sudden silver snake was forced to stop, and one hand actually grabbed the culprit with his bare hands.

The clouds dispersed, and Yin Feng in the moonlight looked more like a disciple of Sword Peak, with cold eyebrows and eyes, and a tall and indestructible posture.

"Uncle Xiao came to visit late at night, but Daofeng missed his welcome?"

"Yin Feng!" Failed to pull back his Jiaolong whip a few times, and it was rare for Le Ruohua to call the other party's name correctly, but this had long lost any meaning for Yin Feng that could make him angry, "Put it down." ”

"Then shouldn't Uncle Xiao also put down the peach blossom brewed by Master? Stealing in the middle of the night is not the work of a decent gentleman. ”

Le Ruohua's love of stealing wine and drinking is actually nothing new, even the head of the house is blind to it, and even many of them are specially brewed for Le Ruohua to steal, and no one really cares about this in previous years. But Yin Feng didn't like Le Ruohua very much, even if he didn't realize it, but he almost never fell behind about slapping Le Ruohua in the face, especially after Le Ruohua was the first person in the younger generation of Xiuzhen to be replaced by him.

I don't know why, maybe it's someone else's provocation, maybe it's what he thinks, he always feels that he and Le Ruohua are evil, and they are inherently wrong.

This is just another little thing that makes Le Ruohua pout.

Originally, he thought that he and Le Ruohua would look at each other unpleasantly and compete with each other, but in essence, they were fighting for a long time, and he didn't want a big incident to happen to the Fushan faction soon.

Back then, the ominous place where the Nine Ridges Sect united the four factions to seal was broken by someone with a heart, and they checked and checked, and finally the Nine Ridges Faction's eyes fell on the Fushan faction.

First, the Fushan faction was one of the participants in the seal that year; Second, a fairy sword forged by the Sword Peak of the Fushan Sect was found there, although it was broken and had no aura.

It's not that it's too hasty to conclude the Fushan faction's charges on this basis, but the clue is over, and they can only stare at the last clue in the hope that other evidence will surface.

But all the qiē points to Le Ruohua.

Naturally, it was Yin Feng who was sent by the Fushan faction to investigate, of course he would not think about framing Le Ruohua - no matter what, if you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, Le Ruohua is a spoiled child after all, and has a lot to do with his master, Yin Feng never thought about wanting Le Ruohua to die no matter what.

However, as soon as the results came out, he did not push, but he did not stop.

When Le Ruohua asked him, he hesitated.

When one person causes harm to another, it is not a matter of 'children are not sensible, children are fun'. For a child like Yin Feng who has no chance to be favored, such a bear child is actually particularly hateful. He has always felt that Le Ruohua has no idea how much damage his childhood actions have caused to him.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that his dislike for Le Ruohua was much deeper than he imagined.

There were representatives of several sects all around, they were vigilant and suspicious, but they had trust in Yin Feng, because his name had already broken out over the years. Obviously, as long as he insists on standing on Le Ruohua's side, he can change the direction of the investigation, but the ghost makes the gods worse, and Yin Feng does not defend Le Ruohua.

"I just want to be fair, and Uncle Xiao doesn't want the Fushan faction to be suspected. In this case, it is better to cooperate with the investigation. ”

Le Ruohua looked at him for a long time, and suddenly raised his head arrogantly, "I really didn't expect it, Yin Feng." I didn't believe it when Senior Brother told me before, but you actually hated me. As he spoke, the whip was already in his hand, and it was obvious that he was going to be beaten.

"Uncle Xiao, why are you still messing around willfully and recklessly!" Yin Feng shook his sleeves angrily, "The clear one is self-purifying, and I am also for your good." ”

"Oh, that's not what you look at." Le Ruohua sneered, "You have the ability to do it to me!" ”

Yin Feng lowered his eyes and said lightly. "In that case, offended."

Le Ruohua was furious, "Yin Feng!! ”

Le Ruohua failed to beat Yin Feng.

Even though he was annoyed and angry, Le Ruohua finally remembered that he and Yin Feng belonged to the same faction, and after Yin Feng disarmed his whip, he whispered in his ear, "You don't want to make it too ugly, let people see the joke", and still gave up the idea of drawing a sword and fighting.

But how could the young man have suffered the humiliation of being tied up by the immortal gods, even if he was forced to hold on to his cold and arrogant and disdainful look, his lips were white and trembling with anger.

In the end, it was found that the culprit was planted by another sect, but who is Le Ruohua? The pride of the wind and the sky, after this battle, his dignity is simply swept away, and the relationship between him and Yin Feng has officially dropped to the freezing point, and he will not give the other party a good look when they meet.

On the contrary, Yin Feng did not move in all directions, and he seemed particularly calm and magnanimous.

Compared with Yin Feng, Le Ruohua has been completely reduced to a joke and a contrast.

Centennial scenery.

If something is abnormal, it must be a demon, and Yin Feng's cultivation speed against the sky is targeted by people with a heart after all. In this world, after all, there are people who don't think about how to improve themselves, but want to pull people who are taller than themselves down the quagmire, and feel that they can be comforted in this way.

Le Ruohua's situation back then also gave him a taste. It's just that he is much worse than Le Ruohua, because the hat he was buttoned up was a demon cultivator who was completely intolerable in the cultivation realm.

It's not that the sect didn't try to protect him, in fact, his master tried all the methods, but this qiē, when he was tested for demon blood, all fell short. He became a rat that everyone in the cultivation world shouted and beaten, and the wolf bèi fled. The sect couldn't protect him, and he didn't feel that he could not affect the sect.

Then one day, his good fortune finally ran to an end.

Looking at the few cultivators in front of him who surrounded him with ill intentions, shouting in the name of righteousness, the greed and joy in his eyes were almost overflowing, and Yin Feng's heart was depressed.

Not reconciled? It doesn't make much sense now, since that's the case...... A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, even if both sides lose, he will never let one side benefit!

It's just that those few people haven't been able to step forward again.

Across their eyes was a severed head.

In the next second, Yin Feng saw a person he couldn't even think of and stopped in front of him.

is still so flamboyant, arrogant, enviable, and hateful, exuding pride in his bones.

"If you want to move this person, please ask your head to ask me about the sword in my hand!"

“……”

Uncle Junior.

Yin Feng opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

In an instant, there was a mixture of flavors.

In the end, the person who is willing to stand by your side is the person you have been fighting against and disagreeing with.

At the lowest point in his life, Le Ruohua has always stayed by his side.

But to say that the attitude is really not very good, often cold down the ice slag, and also put on a look of not paying much attention to him.

He said, if it weren't for the please, who would have paid attention to you?

So, is it Master? Yin Feng thinks so, and is only willing to accept such an idea.

Until Le Ruohua protected him from the hands of several Jindan peak cultivators, he was pierced through his heart by a sword.

"Uncle Xiaoshi, Le Ruohua, Le Ruohua, Ruohua!!"

With the last strength to lay out the space array technique, Yin Feng didn't have time to think about where Le Ruohua would turn the two of them, he only knew that the light in those starry eyes gradually dissipated.

He hurriedly pressed the young man's chest, but he couldn't stop the blood gushing out, and the spiritual veins were destroyed and the blood vessels were shattered.

He called his name in a panic, but he couldn't stop the young man's faint breath of life.

At the same time, the natal lamp belonging to Le Ruohua of the Fushan faction was extinguished.

Only a young man was left holding the corpse of a teenager, calling his name and saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

But he was sorry for something, but he didn't know it himself.

It's just that when he realized the departure of the young man who had been by his side like a scorching sun all along, the pain made him bend his spine that had always been straight like a pine, and tore his indestructible cold face.

Until now, he doesn't know whether the road between him and Le Ruohua is narrow, or whether it is a bad fate in his previous life.