When I first met the little girl, she was only fourteen years old, and although she was tall, she was as thin as a bamboo pole, surrounded by a few thugs, and she seemed to be about to die. Shangguan Lin is used to drawing a knife to help when the road is uneven, and this time is no exception - "What kind of ability is it to bully a little girl, why don't you leave quickly?"

Unexpectedly, the little girl was relieved by him, looked him up and down, and was a little unhappy: "You cultivators...... So much nosy?"

Shangguan Lin couldn't laugh or cry a little, looking at the clear eyes, a string in his heart seemed to be gently plucked: "What's your name, where is home?"

"I was an orphan and had no home. The girl played with the bamboo stick in her hand, carried the stick on her shoulder like the Monkey King on the stage, squinted her eyes and thought for a while, and said, "I don't have a name, so I took one myself, but they always call me 'cats and cats', and it's useless." ”

The man in white smiled: "What's it called?" His voice was particularly gentle, like those sons and brothers who came and went in the Qinglou and never named the flowers, I often heard people say that this kind of person is talented and single-minded, and countless sisters have squeezed their heads and want to marry in the past, but in her opinion, single-minded people will come to the Qinglou?

The girl shook her eye-blocking hair and spit out two words neatly: "Junluo." ”

"Jun Luo?" Shangguan Lin repeated, as if his tone was a little surprised, causing Jun Luo's eyes to widen: "What's wrong with Jun Luo? I'm not educated like you, my name, I think it's good." Besides, what is unpredictable, yesterday a mountain was called the king, and tomorrow he went to prison to die, I have seen a lot of such people, what monarchs and ministers, didn't they all end up in a bleak end?"

"Seeing that you are young, you have a lot of ideas. Shangguan Lin smiled and nodded her forehead, and the girl immediately jumped back and looked at him vigilantly, as if he was going to be greeted with a stick if he moved again, really like a fried cat. The man in white smiled secretly in his heart, looked at the girl with sincere eyes, and stretched out his hand to her:

"Junluo, do you want to worship me as a teacher and learn the immortal law?"

"Learning the Immortal Method?" The girl's eyes widened, her face was full of surprise, and when she saw Shangguan Lin snorting and laughing, she took two steps back in disgust: "Forget it, you can throw a sword and say that you are an immortal cultivator, who knows what evil sect you have cultivated......

Shangguan Lin raised his eyebrows: "I didn't say it, you said that I am an immortal cultivator." ”

"......" The girl was silent for a moment, her face was red and white: "Then, then you say, there are only a few well-known immortal sects in the world, which one are you?

"It's too far, let's talk closer. The man in white smiled with his sword in his hands.

"Recently...... Jun Luo frowned slightly: "This Qilu famous immortal gate...... Ah, you are from Daizong Sword Village!"

Shangguan Lin smiled and nodded, the Longquan sword in his hand shining in the sun: "This seat is the owner of the Daizong Sword Village, the owner of the Longquan sword, Shangguan Lin." ”

Maybe it was because the girl herself was a little sickly white, Shangguan Lin didn't notice it, and when she heard his words, the girl's face turned pale for a moment.

When Shangguan Lin took Jun back to Jianzhuang, Ah Hong's first reaction was that the owner of the village began to pick his appearance when he chose his apprentices. Indeed, Jun Luo, who was cleaned up by Shangguan Ning, is simply stronger than the down-and-out beggar before, I don't know how many times, it is said that Xia Han of the Migu Xia clan was not disfigured before the country and the city, and now I am afraid that he will be compared to a little orphan. Shangguan Ning cut Ah Hong's old clothes and made a red dress for Jun Luo, and from then on, everyone in the village knew that the girl who wore red was the closed disciple brought back by the owner of the village, and Aunt Ning's heart.

Although the overall atmosphere of Jianzhuang is harmonious, when Shangguan Lin announced that Junluo was a disciple of the closed door, many people still complained: although Shangguan Lin was only twenty-three, he had already stepped into the earth immortal with one foot, and he was about to become the youngest person to break through the earth fairyland; Such a person suddenly brought back an orphan, saying that this was a closed disciple, and anyone would be lost. But Shangguan Lin didn't care about this, Junluo was protected by Shangguan Ning and the old man, coupled with the talent she showed, these gossips were passed on and gone.

Night. Jieshi-in.

Under the night, the girl in red was in a graceful posture, and her moves were completed in one go, both in strength and skill, and she could afford the word 'good' in Shangguan Lin's mouth. As if she was tired, she practiced until her arms trembled, and then she practiced again after a while, until the moon set in the west.

Shangguan Lin actually saw the moon tilting westward like this.

On a summer night, Jun was sweating, and although the night breeze was cool, she was also very susceptible to colds. The girl was startled, like a child who had been arrested for doing something wrong, and her heart was a little weak, but she still pretended to be reasonable: "Master, Master, you haven't slept so late." ”

Shangguan Lin saw that she didn't look at her, and his tone became a little more stern: "How many times have I told you that you don't have to stay up late to practice swords?"

"Two ......" Jun Luo pursed his lips, unconsciously stood upright, and did not dare to come out.

"Do you know that one sentence is no more than three?"

"Know ......"

Obviously choking on herself, looking at her aggrieved appearance, she couldn't scold, Shangguan Lin frowned for a long time, and sighed heavily: "You, you, go into the house quickly, I'll catch a cold for a while." Jun Luo hurriedly turned around obediently, thinking that he would not cook anything for himself if he was caught by the master tonight, and sleep obediently so as not to be scolded, but his stomach growled, and it happened that he was heard by Shangguan Lin - "I haven't rested much after practicing for so long, so it's strange if I'm not hungry." ”

Jun Luo rolled his eyes: Can't you leave quickly when you're old, if you don't leave, will you watch me eat?

"What, if you don't move, you're waiting for me to leave?" Shangguan Lin saw through her heart at a glance, knocked Jun Luo's head, and walked to the kitchen: "Ah Hong, they all said that you make noodles that are very delicious, but you have never tasted them for your teacher; ”

The girl gritted her teeth, do it, she must do it well, and after eating well, she can find Ah Hong and a few of them tomorrow to settle accounts.

"Here comes the noodles. Jun Luo put two bowls of noodles on the table and handed Shangguan Lin a pair of chopsticks: "I think I was also a noodle chef back then, and I was famous for my Yangchun noodles and beef noodles." The man in white smiled, picked up the noodles and took a bite, and the girl opposite looked at him with her cheeks on her cheeks, and hurriedly asked, "How is it, is it delicious?"

After being stared at and pestered by the man several times, Shangguan Lin said the word 'delicious' as if extravagantly, and the girl smiled, and then began to eat her bowl of noodles. The girl was really hungry, and she didn't bother to hide it in front of Shangguan Lin, she devoured it, and overheard the master opposite: "You have excellent talent, it's enough to work weekdays, and you don't need to work so hard at night." It's good to be diligent, but there's no need for the body to joke. ”

Jun Luo swallowed the noodles in his mouth, shook his head, and looked firm: "It's different, Master." I'm not like Ah Hong, they have been practicing Longquan Heart Decision since they were young, and at my age, it's really too late to learn these again. Relying on talent, there will always be Jiang Lang's talent, and it is better to be down-to-earth. Moreover, I will definitely not be able to catch up with their cultivation in a short time, and only by working swordsmanship can I not be left behind. Junluo didn't want to embarrass his master. ”

They all said that you picked up a piece of garbage and came back, and I was going to tell them that you picked up a treasure and came back.

The girl's words silenced Shangguan Lin, he gently brushed her slippery hair, and sighed: "You can practice, but don't be so late, I'll watch you practice every night in the future." ”

"Yes, Lord. Jun Luo replied with a long sigh and burst out laughing. Shangguan Lin couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, he was a person who usually said the same, but he gave in again and again on this little girl, and he would definitely be laughed at if he said it.

"Go to bed early, I'll go back. By the way, this is the sword spike that my aunt gave you, and I don't know what's wrong with her, but I think you like red. ”

"I just like red, and I like everything that Aunt Ning gave me. Master, go back quickly, good night. ”

"Good night. ”

The man closed the door, and Jun Luo looked at the two bowls in front of him, as well as a bright red sword spike on the table, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. She picked up the spike of the sword with a look of amazement, clenched it tightly and released it, and sighed silently.

She once again experienced the warmth of home in the home of her father's killer, which was not a kind of providence.

"Jun Luo won. Looking at the two figures of orange and red back and forth in the field, Shangguan Lin made up his mind lightly. Ah Hong also responded, with admiration: "But in two years, Jun Luo's swordsmanship has been above Ah Cheng, and in another half a year, I'm afraid even I will not be as good as her." ”

Shangguan Lin smiled: "Half a year, you still haven't understood how terrible this girl's talent is." At most, two months, you, the head of the Seven Swords, will also give way to her. Ah Hong smiled bitterly, watching her brother lose in the field, thinking that the owner of the village really picked up a treasure and came back, so he looked like a double talent.

"Junluo, you are making progress too fast, and you don't give us a few ways to live. Ah Cheng sighed. Thanks to Junluo's blessing, several of them practiced their swords more diligently than before, but they still watched this girl catch up, and then widen the gap wider and wider. The girl in red smiled proudly and raised her eyebrows: "I said, you practice swords with me at night, and you will see immediate results in half a month." ”

"Free supper?" Ah Cheng's eyes lit up.

"Do you want a free slap?" Jun Luo smiled with a hidden murderous intention.

"No, no, I'm afraid. Ah Cheng flew off the stage, and was just about to complain to his brother, Ah Hong suddenly patted him on the shoulder, signaled to borrow, a red shadow flashed, and the two red-clothed people on the stage stood opposite each other, one big and one small, quite a bit in the mirror.

Jun Luo looked at Ah Hong, Ah Hong smiled slightly, and said: "I haven't been with Luoluo for a long time, some hands are raw, come to find a feeling, don't be merciful." ”

The girl's moment became serious, nodded, and held the hilt of the sword:

"Please advise. ”