"Are you sure?" Qian Huang looked at Cheng Le seriously, "Even if Cheng Xing and I protect you, there will always be accidents in everything, and only if you are strong enough will nothing happen." ”

Cheng Le listened to Qianhuang's words and struggled for a long time, but still chose to give up, "Sister Bai, I'm sure." ”

After Cheng Xing cleaned up, he looked at the two who were in a weird mood, and guessed something: "Miss, Xiaole doesn't want to force it." ”

"Brother, Sister Bai, I'm going to starve to death, let's go to the canteen to eat first! Hurry up, both of you. Cheng Le hid the sourness in his eyes and pretended to run away easily, his own talent sect master also said that he was stronger than the rest of the sect, it was not a big deal...

"Miss, don't blame Xiaole." Cheng Xing looked at Cheng Le's distant back, "Actually, Xiaole is different from ordinary people, the pain she senses is several times stronger than that of ordinary people." ”

"Our brother and sister, since my father died, I have been bullied by others, Xiaole was only six years old at that time, and was dragged by the hair and pressed to the ground by other children in the alley who cultivated Xuan Qi, and countless stones were smashed on her face and back, and when my mother and I arrived, she had already fainted." Cheng Xing recalled the past and was miserable.

I was eleven years old at the time, and I will never forget my sister who was like a rag doll in my mother's arms. Covered with blood, the vertebrae in his back were broken, and his mother found a lot of doctors to spend all the family's savings in this life to save Xiaole.

The mother reported to the official, but the families gave the official a lot of money in private, and the matter was settled.

At that time, he had only been cultivating for a long time, and he found the child who led the trouble, and fought with him, losing both.

Since then, her mother has moved with the two of them, and although she is far away from those people, Xiaole has become different.

Every night, I would have nightmares, dreaming of scenes of her being bullied, doing things during the day, even if the female worker was pricked by a needle, her finger hurt terribly.

Later, when I got older, although my condition improved, as long as I was injured, I would have a lot of pain, and I even recalled those nightmares. So she and her mother tried their best to protect her, and rarely let her do things.

"Miss, I almost can't hold on to the pain just now, if I put it on Xiaole, the pain will double, she... It's going to die. ”

After listening to Cheng Xing's words, this symptom was thought of, normal people do not cause painful sensations or only slight sensational stimulation, but patients feel very painful, even unbearable. This disease is caused by nerve damage, and because the medical treatment in this world is not so developed, Cheng Le cannot get complete treatment.

Therefore, Cheng Le's hip-hop personality on weekdays doesn't know how much he has endured silently.

It seems that Cheng Le is thinking about cultivation only by letting Cheng Le completely get out of those shadows.

"Did someone go to the back mountain just now?" Jing Xiuyang summoned a patrolling disciple.

"Back to the sect master, it's the new junior brother and sister."

Waving his hand to let the disciple retreat, just now the Xuanqi fluctuation in the back mountain was extremely strong, and he sensed that someone had broken through, it seemed that there were a lot of secrets on the Tilting Phoenix.

Dumping Huang returned to the women's house alone, and he was still early from breaking through, so he still studied alchemy first.

The spiritual power condensation spiritual fire has tried thousands of times but is still unsuccessful, which makes the Tilting Phoenix faintly frustrated.

"Master," Xuan said as he navigated through the shelves, finally finding a notebook under one of the shelves.

Khan, when did you use the master's previous codex to pad the table legs...

Blowing away the dust on it, he handed it to the Tilting Phoenix as if offering a treasure, "Master, this is an excerpt you made yourself before, it should be useful." ”

He opened the notebook and stroked the handwriting on it, a feeling as familiar as when he first entered the space.

Tilting Phoenix felt that there was a white scene around him.

"The world is thin, people are evil, and the rain sends the dusk flowers to fall."

Tinghuang heard a faint verse sound, who is it, who is chanting poetry? So sad...

"You're finally back".

A white figure appeared in front of her eyes, "Who are you?" ”

The white-clothed figure turned around when he heard the voice, "I... It's you. ”

Trolling looked at the person in front of her who looked exactly like herself, but she knew that this person was not her.

"You're too weak." The white-clothed figure said lightly, "Your enemy is about to find you, your time is running out..."

After speaking, the white-clothed figure floated towards the Tilting Phoenix, and then merged with the Tilting Phoenix.

"Master, master..."Xuan's voice sounded in his ears, and he came back to his senses, and he was still in the space.

"Master, what's wrong with you? No matter how much I called you just now, there was no response. Xuan looked worried.

"I... Just saw... Myself. After saying this, the temperament of the whole body changed, and his eyes became clearer.

Xuan was fascinated, and at this moment, Xuan seemed to feel that the previous master had returned.

Tilting Huang sat cross-legged, called up his spiritual power to operate, 'Whew~' A clear white flame appeared on Tilting Phoenix's hand, which lasted for a long time.

Xuanqing Hall of Zixiao Kingdom.

"National Teacher" Zixiao Guojun suppressed the panic in his heart and called out to His Highness who was sitting wantonly.

Long Mingxi raised the corner of his eyes and looked at the Zixiao Monarch.

"It's going to be a third-level sect competition soon, according to the rules of the last few sessions, our Zixiao Kingdom needs to produce a referee, who do you think is appropriate?"

"Level 3 sect?" Long Mingxi muttered, if I remember correctly, that little slave is a disciple of the third-level sect.

I don't know if she took the note she left to heart, if it's still so weak... Oh, there are no weak people around you.

"The deity will go in person." After Long Mingxi finished speaking, he shook off the corner of his clothes and strode out of the hall.

"Okay, I'll make an order, let..."Wait, what did the national teacher say just now? He went in person? In their eyes, this kind of competition of low-level sects is like a child fighting, and what is there to see has attracted the interest of this big devil.

"Princess, slow down, watch out for the steps, princess." The slave Liuli shouted behind a girl in yellow.

Situ Zining turned around and scolded slightly: "Oh, Liuli, hurry up, I just asked the guards, the national teacher finally entered the palace once, if it is because you missed it, I will beat you when I go back." ”

As soon as he finished shouting, Situ Zining saw Long Mingxi coming out of the main hall.

Finally stood firm and saluted Long Mingxi: "The national teacher is well." ”

Long Mingxi didn't hear it and left directly.

Situ Zining stood far away and didn't dare to approach, after all, Liu Yiyi was seriously injured by him last time when she got a little closer to him.

He didn't even care about the prime minister's daughter, although he was a princess, he didn't dare to try it easily.

"It's so handsome..."

Liuli panted and caught up, looking at the nymphomaniac princess helplessly.

"Princess, the national teacher has gone far." Liuli broke Situ Zining's pink bubbles.

"Let's go, let's go find my father." Situ Zining made up his mind and walked into the Xuan Celebration.

"Ning'er, why are you here?" Zixiao Guojun said unexpectedly, "You're chasing the national teacher again?" ”

"You, you, this national teacher has a higher status in your heart than my father."