Luoyan City is not big, and the two-day kung fu apprenticeship is over, and Su Weixing set off back to Yunmen with a few disciples he received.

This time, only Yan Weiya has amazing qualifications, and the rest of them have average qualifications, if it is usual, they may not be able to be included in Izumo, but now the situation is special.

Before leaving, Yan Weiya's "confidante" wiped his tears and sent him to the city gate.

"Brother Ya, I'm going to say goodbye, I don't know when I'll see you again." It is distressing for a beauty to cry, let alone to be beautiful like this.

This red-clothed beauty calls herself "Yan Fuyu", and Yan Weiya are brother and sister, but her brother is born with spiritual veins and spiritual bones, but she has no potential for cultivation at all.

At this time, she said goodbye to Yan Weiya, and the people around Xianmen who shed tears couldn't bear it.

Someone opened his mouth to persuade Su Weixing: "It's better to take her to Izumo Gate as well, to be a disciple of the outer sect, and the two of their brothers and sisters in the province will be separated from each other like this." ”

There is no time for cultivating truth, and once you are selected to cultivate immortals, it is almost equivalent to breaking off with the world.

It's not that the cultivators are weak, it's just that the longevity increases after the cultivation, and often the cultivators are just a retreat, and the mortal world has changed for a few springs and autumns.

Today, the brother and sister say goodbye, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to say goodbye.

Seeing that someone was talking for her, the tears of the woman in red fell faster, the corners of her eyes were red, and the pear blossoms brought rain: "Brother has to take care of himself in Izumo, don't worry about the family, anyway, there is only my sister in the family......"

The people around him were heartbroken.

"Yan Weiya" nodded in agreement: "Hmm." ”

Then he stood behind Su Weixing, and drew a line with his "sister" cleanly, and his ruthless and unrighteous appearance was eye-catching.

Su Weixing looked at him silently, then at the red-clothed beauty, and finally said goodbye to the people from the surrounding immortal sects, took the disciples he received to sit on the spirit beast, and flew towards Izumo Mountain.

When all the people in the surrounding immortal sects were gone, Yan Fuyu's heartbroken face changed, and he depressedly kicked away the pebbles at his feet, pouting his red lips, and immediately showed a trace of childishness.

At this moment, a few ruffians who had been eyeing her for a long time finally found an opportunity to surround her, and the person who started the first laughed evilly: "Don't be sad, little beauty, there is no brother Ya, there is still your brother Zhang here." ”

"Yan Fuyu" heard this, a pair of peach blossom eyes swept over the people present, his eyes flowed, looking forward to life, and several people were stunned for a moment.

"Yan Fuyu" smiled, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and with a wave of her slender jade hand, she threw something at the person who was teasing him, and the other party took it without thinking, a pair of eyes still looked at her stupidly, and saliva flowed faintly from the corners of her mouth.

He smiled coquettishly, and his voice was like a silver bell: "I still have something to do, so I should apologize for this, and invite a few brothers to tea." ”

After speaking, "Yan Fuyu" walked out of the encirclement of several people like a fragrant breeze, leaving only an imaginary aroma.

A few ruffians were stunned on the spot, only to feel as if they were ringing in their ears.

In the evening, someone passed by the city gate and screamed.

There were a few ruffians standing at the gate of the city, and one of them was holding a huge head in his hand, and he himself was unconscious, still with a foolish smile on his face.

Some of them had the courage to go over and want to wake them up from their dreams, but as soon as their fingers touched them, a few ruffians and hooligans were like yellow sand, and the whole person slowly collapsed, and they could no longer see any "human" shape.