In July, he put all the fruits on the table, and the head was stained with some blue fruits, and the juice flowing from his mouth tasted it, and said with a smile, "It's still the sweetest basket." Finally, he picked up the blue fruit and threw it to Ling Luo, saying, "Xinhou, please use it." ”

Ling Luo caught it, and the fruit was in his hand, and he shouted happily, "I'm sweet, I'm sweet, eat me quickly, can you bite your head first?" ”

"As you wish. Ling Luo bit his head, and the fruit immediately lost its life, with its big eyes and big mouth slightly closed, looking like it was dozing off, very cute.

In the past, Ling Luo didn't eat grunt fruits, but he only started eating them since he came back to July, and slowly felt that these fruits were really interesting, and it was not an exaggeration to call them happy fruits.

"Have you seen all the ancient secrets and martial arts?" Ling Luo ate the fruit, and had nothing to say. July's surname is a bit strange, and since I've traveled abroad, I've talked a lot less. I don't like to talk about things with people, according to Ling Luo's observations, July has a lot to say with fruit, but there are things to talk about with people, and I don't like to gossip.

"I've seen it. ”

July agreed, still teasing the purple fruit that asked her to eat.

"Ben Hou has also seen that these secrets will increase the combat effectiveness of the world's martial cultivators a lot, but they will not gain the Northern Spirit Sect and the Flying Immortal Sect. I heard that the awe-inspiring sect master is very concerned about this matter, and ordered your sect master to collect the secret secrets of the divine skills discovered by the various countries?"

"The sect master is afraid that the martial cultivators of the world will be able to oppose this sect after benefiting from the secret of the ancient divine skills, isn't this something that has been approved by King Zheng's nod? ”

"Wu Zun seems to have another opinion on this?" At this time, the disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect brought tea, Ling Luo took it and drank it, seeing that Qiyue was not interested, he only teased the Gollum Fruit to have fun.

"My opinion doesn't matter. ”

Ling Luo was secretly worried, and found that Qiyue's heart was tightly closed, and he was feeling helpless when, the disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect outside the tent reported that Elder Dongxue was coming.

"Wait a minute. July's tone became cold, and he picked up the grunt fruit and ate it, and when the red fruit eagerly watched the purple fruit being eaten by July, he was busy and cheerfully shouting, "I'm also delicious, eat me quickly, eat my ......."

July smiled, took a bite of the fruit, and didn't care that Dongxue was still waiting outside the tent, so he ate the fruit unhurriedly, washed it in the basin on the table with his hand, wiped it dry, and said, "Please come in, elder." ”

Dongxue secretly felt ridiculous when she heard the sound of Gollum Fruit outside the tent, and the dignified Wuzun always played with Gollum Fruit in the big tent when he had nothing to do, which was simply unorthodox.

When he entered the tent, he saw that Ling Luo was also there, and he hurriedly bowed down and bowed.

Ling Luo was about to leave, but Elder Dongxue hurriedly said, "It's okay, this matter should be made clear to the Marquis." Seeing Ling Luo sit down, she said to Qiyue, "Those martial cultivators of Yan Kingdom are from Wu Zun?"

"Not bad. ”

Ling Luo was surprised. A few days ago, the Flying Immortal Sect hunted down a few martial cultivators of the Yan Kingdom, and those few people carried the secrets of the ancient magic skills, obtained from the Yan Kingdom, because the Yan State pursued them all the way to the Wei State, and after taking advantage of the chaos to leave the country, they wanted to go north through the Zheng State, but they were held by the people of the Flying Immortal Sect and temporarily imprisoned in the military camp.

"Why?"

"Their secret is from Yan Guo, and the secret has been found after being arrested, so they can be regarded as Zheng Guoguo's merit by mistake, and if they don't reward it, how can they still be punished?"

"Wu Zun, these people have long been familiar with the secrets!" Dong Xue couldn't hold back her anger when she said.

"There are still merchants in the Wei State who are copying and selling ancient secrets on a large scale, and the buyers have already exceeded 10,000 people, and the contents of these secrets cannot be controlled at all. It is harmful to do these things in such a situation. In the future, the martial arts cultivators of the Wei Kingdom will improve as a whole, and we, Zheng Guo, will seize and execute those who know it, how can the martial cultivators of the Zheng Kingdom fight the enemy? Do you really think that this sect can fight against the martial cultivators of the whole world!"

Dongxue got up angrily. "Today, the Marquis of Xinyi happened to be present, the execution of the secret note is the decision of the king, Wu Zun acts recklessly with his identity, if the king is to blame, it is impossible to say that only Wu Zun can bear it!"

July said disapprerovingly, "You always like to say that. Okay, today, when the elder goes back, he will tell the sect master that I am acting recklessly in July by relying on the identity of the Martial Venerable, so what? If anyone is not satisfied, he will come to challenge the title of the Martial Venerable. ”

Dongxue was angry, and pointed angrily at the middle of July, "You, you、...... Hmph!" finally snorted coldly and brushed his sleeves away.

When the two sides were arguing, it was inconvenient for Ling Luo to interject, after all, it was the internal affairs of the Flying Immortal Sect, but he had already heard that Zheng Rinran and July were incompatible. At this time, seeing Dongxue angrily brushing her sleeves away, July was as calm as a person, and couldn't help but persuade kindly, "It's the so-called unity of the top and bottom, after all, it is the sect master, why should Wuzun embarrass her like this?"

"Senior Sister is the sect master, and I am Wuzun. Originally, the sect master did the things of the sect master, and Wu Zun did the things of Wu Zun, and they did not affect each other. But Senior Sister has to make me, a martial artist, a puppet who bows down to her, and it is only a matter of time before water and fire are incompatible. They always have to say what I say about my identity as a martial artist, and the surname Suo admits that this is the case. In fact, when I was with Elder Akiba in the past, I did these things, and they only said that Akiba was too indulgent to me, but they didn't say that I ignored the majesty of the sect master. ”

"Now that Wuzun's identity is different, it seems that the surname quality is also different in the eyes of others. ”

"I know. But I won't forget the hopes of Shizun and Akiba because of this, and I will lose the phoenix crown and not Wuzun, and I won't lose my will because of this. Sooner or later, you can't avoid having trouble with your senior sister, so why bother yourself. ”

Only then did Ling Luo know that it was not that Qiyue did not understand the truth of human feelings, but chose the latter between the truth of human feelings and his true self-will. This seems unwise, and Ling Luo can't agree with it, but it is also why it seems that the surname is unique. In Ling Luo's view, the so-called unique surname is the courage to face the difficulties that others dare not face, it is easy for people to bow their heads in front of the world, but it is difficult to raise their heads.

At this moment, Ling Luo couldn't help but think of Beijun. When Shenwu was in Zhengdu, he discovered Beijun's unique surname. July is the kind of person who likes to keep her head up and be herself, whoever asks her to bow her head, she needs to face her fists, she doesn't care how many people's hostility is caused by this, she doesn't care that the road in front of her is full of swords and swords, fearless;

July is the Martial Honor, the Martial Honor. And on the left bank is Beijun, a leader who rose in Beiyin City with dozens of people, and with a subordinate who founded the Divine Soul Army in Wei Land.

The tea was full of fragrance, Ling Luo took a cup and drank lightly, quietly looking at the stunned July, and had nothing to say for a while.

(To be continued)