On the mountainside, the east wind and drizzle came, and in front of the fluttering snowflakes Emei, a black figure danced with a sword in the white snow.

The man's posture was dashing, his movements were sharp, and he took a sword and a sword, cutting through the air in the void, leaving behind a blade of the wind.

He picked up his sword, and kicked in the air, and a spiritual light flashed at the tip of the sword to solidify the cool wind, snow and rain in place, and then split, the ice blade turned into thick snow, and then slashed, and the sword blade set off the sky full of snow.

The girl - Zhenzhen, when she arrived at the front of the cave where all the disciples of the legendary sect wanted to worship Master Su Luo as her teacher, the young man she saw was none other than Qianyu.

She saw that Qian Yu was only ten years old, three or four years younger than her, and had already reached the realm of the seventh layer of condensation, only to find out that the rumors were true, the two disciples accepted by Master Su Luo, one was extremely talented, and the other was unbearable.

really took a look at the two people, one was cold and handsome, and the other was unparalleled, both of them were different types of beautiful men. However, judging from his appearance, Jun Yue belongs to the peerless and stunning young man who is amazing once, while Qianyu belongs to the cold and ruthless, silent and introverted senior brother.

As far as the two of them are standing together, Jun Yue's appearance is superior, and in terms of aura and talent, of course everyone prefers Qian Yu.

The wind was biting cold and the snow was falling.

And the two of them could only wait for Qian Yu to finish wielding a complete set of sword styles before they stepped forward to ask.

Zhenzhen jumped and ran in front of Qianyu, innocently approaching him, "Qianyu Master, you are so powerful." ＂

Qian Yu frowned, but still hummed, really thought that he didn't hate his approach, so he started talking to him hard, Qian Yu looked impatient, but looking at his master standing on the side, he was embarrassed to show such impoliteness.

Jun Yue heard their conversation, and there was an indescribable sadness in her heart.

Obviously, they are all under the same master, and according to their generation, other outer disciples should call them their ancestors.

However, everyone admits that there has always been only one disciple of the master, Qianyu, and he ...... has always been called by everyone's real name.

This...... Maybe it's because of the difference in talent.

Jun Yue clenched her fists and stood in place in a daze, her face was a loss that was difficult to hide.

Su Luo has been watching the behavior of several children in the same place, and people like her have an appropriate and natural atmosphere, which is easy for juniors to ignore her and forget about it in the world.

She raised her eyebrows, and when the three children were shaking without noticing, she instantly moved in front of Jun Yue, and her white hand pinched Jun Yue's chin, Jun Yue was still in a daze, and was suddenly startled by Su Luo's sudden movements.

But in an instant, he calmed down again, this Rulan's breath, who else could there be if it wasn't the master.

"What's going on? Blind? Su Luo pinched Jun Yue's chin, raised his little face to himself, and asked in a cold voice.

Jun Yue shook his head in fear, his slender fingers released and grabbed his clothes, he was a little overwhelmed by such a posture.

He could only shake his head nervously and say that it was not what Su Luo meant. Su Luo hooked her crimson lips, and her silver-gray eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness.

She knew that the little apprentice had snow blindness, but she didn't have the courage to face her at all!

"Let's go. ＂

A spiritual power held up Jun Yue, and the figures of Su Luo and Xiao Jun Yue disappeared into the snow in an instant.

Qian Yu coped with it for a while, turned his head to look and found that his master was no longer there, and then looked at Jun Yue, who should not have come back at this time, where he was standing, and it was empty.

He knew that it was Shizun who had gone and taken the people away, so he snorted coldly, and didn't bother to talk to Zhenzhen anymore, holding the sword alone, and walked back to the house with a cold face.