"This little classmate, let me go. Ye Jianzang said to one of the little boys who looked thin and weak.

"Oh...... Good. The little boy politely replied, and then squeezed aside to give up a seat.

Ye Jianzang stepped on this position and jumped to the top of the tree.

The tree is ten feet high, and in this vicinity, it can be said that the mountains are small, and it is really a good place to watch a show. Nangong also found that the tallest and smallest branches had already been bent and cleverly woven into the shape of a small stool......

Ye Jianzang was sitting on the small stool, crossing Erlang's legs, happy to swim.

On the other hand, Nangong himself was thrown by him in the position that the little boy gave up......

"You loser, you're really ......" Nangong wanted to scold.

But after searching for dry intestines and thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of any words to describe the bad behavior of this eldest young master, so he had to give up.

However, at first glance, this position is also very good, it is only a hundred feet away from the martial arts arena, there is no obstacle in front of him, and it is open, with his current eyesight, it is no different from being there in person.

Nangong thought to himself, if you come here, you will be safe, and if it is low, it will be lower, it is better than nothing.

So he accepted the fact that he was ruthlessly abandoned by the eldest young master, and at the same time forgave the other party's bad behavior. It can be seen that Nangong is still quite easy to satisfy alone.

Nangong had just adjusted his posture and was about to watch the play, when the little boy next to him suddenly let out an "ah" and looked up at Ye Jianzang's ...... Erlang said with a look of admiration: "It's him! It's the eldest young master! He's come to see the eldest lady fight again!"

"Huh, do you know him?" Nangong immediately asked curiously when he heard this.

"Well, I know. It's just that he doesn't know me......" The boy nodded.

Suddenly, with a shy smile, the little boy said again: "In the whole academy, who doesn't know the eldest young master? Many senior sisters have said in private that they will marry someone in the future." You must marry the eldest young master, and you have to say that you want to give him a monkey or something...... At that time, I wondered, how did humans give birth to monkeys?"

"Poof......

Nangong couldn't help laughing on the spot, so he couldn't help but tease: "Then don't you ask your mentor?"

"Asked...... the little boy was still looking at Erlang's legs.

"The result?"

"And he beat me up......" the boy replied dejectedly.

"Hahaha......" Nangong finally couldn't help laughing, thinking that this little boy was really innocent and cute.

But after thinking about it again, he couldn't help but feel a little curious: how did people combine with humans to give birth to monkeys?

Could it be that the little senior sister who secretly promised the eldest young master is a girl from the monkey clan?

So here's the problem...... Is there a branch of the monkey clan in the orc clan, and there is also a branch of the monkey demon in the demon clan, is that little sister an orc? or a monkey demon?

I was amused by this cute little boy. As soon as Nangong's mind relaxed, he couldn't help but think about it. But of course, he would not talk about these topics and discuss them with the little boy, so as not to teach the child badly.

Then he moved his gaze from the martial arts arena back to the little boy, and Nangong realized that the little boy was ...... It's so small!

Looking at the age, but he is only in his teens, and his face is yellow and thin, wilting a picture of grandpa not loving grandma and not loving him. There are a little freckles on his face, and his messy short hair is draped on his head, and he doesn't know if he hasn't combed it for a few days.

It looks like a vagabond.

However, Nangong noticed the little boy's eyes...... His eyes are sharp!

Even if it's a half-squint. Nangong could also see the cold light shooting out of his eyes, bright and sharp, as sharp as a knife.

Such a look, and the look of fanatical adoration on his face...... One contrast. It's really weird as much as it wants, and it's extremely incompatible!

"It should be an eye magician!" Nangong thought to himself.

This is the only way to explain why such a young boy is. would have such a pair of eyes that are very incompatible with age.

At this moment, the little boy also happened to take his eyes back from Ye Jianzang and looked at Nangong. The two looked at each other, and the little boy suddenly exclaimed in panic.

"Ahh

When he saw Nangong, he seemed to be very scared, panicked, dancing with his hands, as if he wanted to stay away from Nangong's side. With a wrong hand, he fell from a tree.

This position is more than three feet high from the ground!

"Be careful!" Nangong's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly reached out to fish.

Fortunately, this little boy is young and thin, and with long-term malnutrition, he weighs very little, but only forty or fifty pounds. With Nangong's current physique, even if he didn't have the blessing of true qi on his body, he could easily lift five or six......

It's still one-handed.

The two of them shook the branches, which immediately alarmed the surrounding audience, and they all reminded them kindly: "Be careful, don't fall down......"

"Little accident, little accident!" Nangong smiled kindly and waved his hand.

The audience then went to the theater again and watched it with relish.

"Thank you...... Thank you ......."

Then the little boy lay down on the branch again and thanked him.

But it was clear that his voice was full of fear. Especially his sharp eyes, when he looked at Nangong, it actually dimmed!

Even after Nangong had relocated him, he still shrank to the side, only grabbing a branch smaller than his wrist so that he didn't fall again, and his body was shaky.

That look......

It's like he's hiding from some kind of flood beast.

Nangong frowned, suspicious in his heart.

raised his eyes and glanced at the martial arts arena not far away, and saw that Liang Zi over there was still playing a one-to-ten children's inappropriate drama, but it was obvious that the aliens she was fighting should be a trick role like a little brother, and the protagonist of the counter-terrorism unit should not appear for a while.

So Nangong put his mind at ease, looked back at the little boy beside him, and then asked, "Are you...... You know me?"

"I don't know...... I've never seen you!" the little boy's lie was very clumsy.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt your ......" Nangong tried his best to show his kindest smile.

He saw that the little boy was very afraid of himself, and he couldn't open the topic at all if he continued like this, so he thought about it, and used a roundabout policy, and casually pulled up the relationship like chatting: "I see that you are wearing Qinglong's hospital uniform...... You should be a student of Qinglong, right? Me too, my name is Nangong Shu, you can call me Nangong, I am a student of the one hundred and ninth class of Qinglong Academy, what about you?"

After thinking about it, it seems that he is still the chief disciple of the Blue Dragon Academy of the Lost Continent. However, Nangong didn't say it, because this kind of thing really doesn't need to be shown in front of a child.

Besides, the chief or something, it's just a name. It's been a wish for many years, and it doesn't mean much in name.

The real chief elder brother of the one hundred and ninth is the young man in the mountains named Wu Shiling.

"I ...... I only enrolled yesterday...... I don't know how many ...... it is."

Maybe it was Nangong's calm smile that played a role in soothing people's hearts, or maybe it was because the identity of the "Qinglong disciple" gave the little boy a sense of security, he finally opened his heart and replied weakly.

After speaking, he lowered his head shyly, looking very embarrassed.

"So, that's it...... It should be the one hundred and second disciple. Counting, we are still brothers, you still have to call me brother. Nangong smiled.

"South...... Hello Senior Brother Nangong!" the little boy shouted.

"Eh, hello junior brother!"

Nangong saw that the fire was almost over. So I wanted to reach out and touch his head to express my cordial care as a senior brother and further ease the relationship between them.

This action he often does to Liang Zi. Habit becomes natural at all.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand was raised, the little boy seemed to be suddenly frightened, and quickly tilted his head. Ducked, refusing to let Nangong touch it.

He almost fell down again.

Without waiting for Nangong to help, the little boy himself took the first step to grasp the branch and stabilized it again.

But now it's good, he hides even further...... The whole person is like a monkey, shrunk on a small branch, and the small body of forty or fifty pounds bends the branch, as if it will break at any time.

Although he knew that this would have no effect, no matter how he shrunk, it was only an arm's length between him and Nangong. But he just cowered there, as if that would make him feel more secure.

Nangong withdrew his hand in embarrassment, not daring to make any more moves, for fear of causing the little boy's misunderstanding, in case he really fell, it would be bad.

"This junior brother, you seem to be very afraid of me?" Nangong asked.

The little boy nodded, his face panicked, and he shook his head quickly.

"Why?" Nangong asked again.

But the little boy was silent, not saying a word, and remained motionless in the posture of a squatting monkey.

Nangong sighed, it seemed that he really didn't want to talk to him, so he gave up his intention to ask, and said instead: "Since that's the case...... Okay then, don't move, I'll go down by myself......."

As he spoke, he prepared to jump off the tree.

Hearing Nangong's words, the little boy was obviously relieved.

Before jumping off the tree, Nangong suddenly asked: "You don't want to talk to me, and I don't blame you, but can you tell me, what is your name?"

"I ...... My name is Lu Yun. The little boy finally spoke.

"Ah, you are Lu Yun...... Oops!"

Nangong was shocked when he heard this, and blurted out with an exclamation. Unexpectedly, this embarrassed little boy turned out to be the Lu Yun that Liang Zi said, the only survivor who had seen the painting soul!

No wonder you're avoiding me!

No wonder you're scared of me!

It turns out that you are Lu Yun...... I didn't expect the world to be so big that I would meet you here.

Nangong's surprise was simply extraordinary, he was stunned, his hand was loosened, and he actually fell.

"Be careful!" the little boy exclaimed subconsciously.

But before the words fell, there was a muffled sound of "boom" under the tree, and Nangong directly smashed a human-shaped pit on the ground.

It's a wonderful thing...... The little boy almost didn't fall down twice, but this time it was Nangong himself, and he succeeded once.

"Nerd, what are you making a fuss about?" Ye Jianzang, who was on the top of the tree, noticed the movement, and there was a laughing and scolding.

Nangong Li didn't even pay attention to it, and didn't even shoot the dust on his body, but just coughed dryly and quickly climbed back to the branch just now.

The three-zhang tree is high, and for him, it is not painful or itchy.

One jump and two feet high. Volleyed up the stretched branch and turned over with strength, and then jumped with his arms, Nangong returned to the branch just now like a nimble ape.

However, at this time, before his figure could stand firmly, he suddenly saw that the little boy had also fallen!

"Lu Yun, don't go!"

Nangong thought that he was scared away when he saw him go and returned, and immediately screamed. Instinctively, Nangong reached out. Trying to get him back.

But unexpectedly, this catch failed.

The little boy...... He didn't fall, he jumped on his own initiative. Oh no, to be precise, he jumped out on his own initiative!

I saw him kick his legs, the branches shook, and the little boy jumped up like a falcon.

In mid-air, his eyes suddenly changed and became fierce. The essence of the light was full of a sharp momentum, like a sharp arrow that had been ready to fire.

Then he quickly pulled his hand around his waist!

At a glance, Nangong saw it. The little boy had an emerald green bow and arrow hanging from his waist.

The bow and arrow were so small and delicate that they looked like they had been folded off the vines and made like a toy, with a few emerald green leaves on them. It was only about a foot long, hidden in a wide uniform. It's really not easy to find.

At this moment, the little boy held the bow in his hand and reached out again. Then he had two arrows in his hand, and then he bent his bow and set the string.

At this moment, the little boy was so focused, and his body was filled with a temperament of "a bow in his hand, I have it in the world", as if he was holding not only a bow in his hand, but his own life.

Seeing that, Nangong was stunned on the spot.

"Double Burst Arrow!"

"Medium!"

The little boy suddenly snorted.

Then, Nangong heard two soft sounds of "whoosh", and the two feather arrows on the bow suddenly shot out one after the other. The first arrow was a little slower, the latter one was a little faster, and as soon as they left the string, the two were like half of the elves in the wind, chasing in the air......

Then collide.

Then the arrow in the back suddenly exploded.

At this moment, without even "swishing", the arrow in front of it suddenly disappeared! As if it had traveled through time and space, it disappeared strangely in front of you.

Nangong knew that the arrow had not disappeared from the sky. It's just that it's too fast, and it's beyond the limits of visual capture, so it looks like it's gone.

Even with his own body of five virtues, coupled with the dragon god's physique, he couldn't capture the shadow of that arrow at all.

This arrow is a long story, but in fact, until this time, the soles of Nangong's feet had just fully touched the branches under his feet......!

Only a second at most!

One second is not enough time for even one breath......

Nangong was simply stunned!

He couldn't believe that such an amazing arrow was shot by the little boy who saw that he couldn't even speak!

However, what shocked him even more was still to come.

"Despicable! Dare to sneak attack and plot!" Ye Jianzang suddenly shouted angrily above his head, and the sword light burst out and shot towards the martial arts arena.

Nangong turned his head to look......

Before he saw Ye Jianzang's figure, he first saw the disappeared feather arrow and reappeared in the ...... It turned out to be on the top of Liang Zi's head on the martial arts field!

At this time, Liang Zi was still beating up those shouting aliens.

Needless to say, it was definitely not someone from the Hundred Clans Alliance's Counter-Terrorism Elite Unit. After all, it is the official representative of the Hundred Ethnic Alliance, and the counter-terrorism elite force is not so inferior, and has to find a sense of superiority in front of a group of students.

Lu Yun's arrows were shot intently, and Liang Zi's fists were also very focused. She was so focused that she didn't notice that there was suddenly an extra feather arrow on top of her head.

Wrong!

In addition to the feathered arrows, there is a small, round, black black dot.

Nangong exhausted his eyesight to see that it was a steel ball the size of a pen tip...... This little ball of steel, he had heard little Bena mention, it had a name called ......

Bullet!

It was fired by an object called a "musket".

And this bullet, and that arrow, were shooting at Liang Zi at the same time at this moment.

Nangong was horrified.

Then he found that as if time had suddenly stood still, everything he saw seemed to be completely still, like a painting frozen on paper.

And then......

He saw Lu Yun's arrow, heading for the bullet......

Accurate!

Bumped into it!(To be continued.) )

PS: There are too many manuscripts owed for the Chinese New Year, so I apologize in advance.

There are 10,000 more words to be delivered tomorrow......

Sorry, sorry again......