Chapter 9: Jealousy

Night.

The autumn wind was cool, but it blew on Luo Long's body, but he couldn't help but shiver. Only then did he come back to his senses and hurriedly retract his fiery gaze.

"You will die. ”

The fairy in Luo Long's eyes also discovered his existence at this time, and took out a set of clothes out of nowhere and quickly put it on his body.

After putting on his clothes, he flew towards Luo Long, his face was cold, but he couldn't hide the anger in his eyes, and he didn't know when a sword appeared in his hand.

"Hey, I have something to say, I didn't want to see you, you jumped out on your own. ”

Luo Long explained while running, only hating that he couldn't run too slowly with martial arts, and saw that the beauty was about to catch up.

Is a generation of heroes going to die like this?

No, I can't die, I can't die in such an unknown way.

Luo Long thought that he hadn't solved the mystery of his life experience how could he die like this there must be something very important waiting for him to do is it his own relatives or

And Bing Wan'er was also angry, she would go to the valley lake to bathe almost every night, one was that there was a strong aura in the lake water, which could increase her cultivation speed, and the other was that there was no one in the remote area and she could bathe her body unscrupulously.

She didn't expect that a man would break in today, and she appeared in that embarrassing posture, how could she, who was usually cold, allow her body to be desecrated by a strange man.

"Die"

Bing Wan'er lifted all the internal force to accelerate, and the long sword slowly enlarged in Luo Long's eyes.

"Poof. ”

"Poof. ”

The sword no longer accidentally pierced Luo Long's chest, the cultivation of the two was too different, Bing Wan'er struck with all his strength, and Luo Long couldn't dodge it no matter what.

Blood, some fishy smell. Is this the smell of death?

The moonlight shone on the face, and the scarlet color was particularly dazzling.

Looking down at the sword inserted into his chest, his eyes gradually became blank, and his pale face smiled at Bing Wan'er and said, "You are really beautiful!"

It wasn't until the moment when the long sword stabbed into Luo Long's chest that Bing Wan'er's mind was a little sober, since she was a child, she had never seen killing in the sect, let alone killing herself, but looking at the blood sprayed on her hands, she was clearly saying that she had killed someone with her own hands. Although Bing Wan'er has a cold personality, she is very kind-hearted.

Seeing that Luo Long could still say this at the last moment of his life, this made her a little panicked.

However, Bing Wan'er's trace of remorse could not stop Luo Long's life from disappearing, that sword, the internal qi carried by him had destroyed Luo Long's meridians, and at this moment, he was completely relying on his will to maintain the last trace of vitality.

"I'm sorry for me"

Bing Wan'er was about to cry, so she took out a pill and stuffed it into Luo Long's mouth.

"You don't want to die!"

"What should I do?

"By the way, that person, that person must have a way to save you!"

The intense pain stimulated the heart for a while, Luo Long couldn't hold on any longer, and slowly closed his eyes, at that moment, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't, don't. ”

"Falcon!"

Bing Wan'er shouted into the air, only to see a colorful demonic beast appear, holding up Luo Long and Bing Wan'er and flying into the distance.

The blood on Luo Long's chest lying on the back of the Painted Falcon gradually spread, and finally covered the dragon mark on his chest, and the dragon mark seemed to be awakened more and more obvious, absorbing Luo Long's blood at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

The anxious Bing Wan'er only cared about driving the color falcon to speed up, completely ignoring the subtle changes in Luo Long's body.

Bing Wan'er may not know what the reason is, why is she so worried about this person's life and death, is it just because she doesn't want to kill people? Or Luo Long's sentence when his life hangs by a thread, "You are really beautiful!"

In the clean room, a handsome teenager lay quietly on the bed, motionless and sleeping, only the corners of his mouth still faintly appeared a warm smile.

Next to him was a girl with a face that made the women of the world jealous, looked at the young man lying on the bed worriedly, sighed, slowly helped him up, put his hands on his back, and lost the aura he had accumulated so hard to the young man without reservation.

I don't know how long it has been like this, but the girl's daily uninterrupted persistence has never changed.

Another day, the difference was that there was one more person in the room, "My disciple is so blessed! The ice girl is useless, you have done your best, you don't have to delay your martial arts unnecessarily." "This person is the first person Luo Long met in this world, and he is called a strange old man.

"Strange old man doesn't need to persuade anymore, he shouldn't have died, I owe him. ”

This girl is Bing Wan'er, a beautiful and stubborn girl.

In the Purple Extreme Sword Sect, only Bing Wan'er and a small brown and yellow beast were in that valley, and it was that little beast that brought him in the first place, and it was a strange little beast. After Bing Wan'er came back, she realized that it was it that brought Luo Long in, not intentionally offending herself, but just wanting to pick a flower of the ice spring to repay Luo Long.

After Bing Wan'er knew that she had misunderstood Luo Long, coupled with the inexplicable mood in her heart, she was reluctant to admit that Luo Long would fall into a coma forever.

He glanced at Luo Long's sleeping face again, got up and prepared to go back to cultivate, and if he cultivated a great point, he might have an extra chance of survival.

"Ahem"

Just as Bing Wan'er was about to leave, a slight cough was exceptionally clear in this quiet room, and Bing Wan'er's heart trembled.

The young man on the bed was Luo Long, as if he had a dream, and the face that kept appearing in the dream was standing beside him at the moment.

"It must still be a dream. ”

Luo Long looked at Bing Wan'er standing beside him but didn't make a move to kill him, and he felt a little unreal.

"Stinky boy, it's very comfortable for you to sleep and dream, but it's hard for the ice girl to warm up your veins every day. ”

What a miracle! The strange old man muttered in his heart, obviously he didn't have a trace of cultivation, and he didn't die immediately after being so seriously injured.

Luo Long only found out that the strange old man was still in the house at this time, he only remembered that he was stabbed in the chest by a sword, thinking that he would definitely die, how did he come back here.

After listening to the strange old man's words, Luo Long roughly guessed that the fairy in front of him must have sent him for treatment, and she worked hard to warm up her meridians for herself every day.

"Me"

Luo Long didn't know what to say for a while.

"Don't talk yet, I'll see how you're doing. ”

"Strange, why is your kid's body so perverted, not only is he not dead, but his meridians are stronger. ”

Looking at the strange old man's eyes, he was not dead or wrong, how could there be such a master, Luo Long was speechless.

"Okay, look at the situation, this kid is fine, you two talk first, old man, I'll withdraw. ”

The strange old man winked meaningfully at Luo Long, and in a flash, he was gone. And the strange old man's words, Luo Long didn't care when he heard it, but Bing Wan'er blushed.

After the strange old man left, neither of them knew what to say, and the house suddenly fell into embarrassment.

"Me"

"Me"

The two of them spoke in unison.

"That day, Luo Long offended, he wanted to kill and scrape, and Luo Long had no complaints. ”

"If I wanted to kill you, would you still be alive until now?" Bing Wan'er said faintly.

Luo Long was speechless for a while, he couldn't speak well on weekdays, why did he have nothing to say when he should behave.

Squeak.

Just as neither of them knew what to say, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a man entered, who seemed to be only slightly older than Luo Long. At this time, the man rushed to Bing Wan'er with an anxious face, looking very worried, but he didn't care about Luo Long, who was still lying on the bed.

"Sister Wan, are you okay? I just heard that you were here, and I thought you were injured, so I hurried here. ”

The man grabbed Bing Wan'er's arms and looked at her worriedly, as if there was no one else in his eyes.

"Senior brother, are you out of the customs?" Congratulations!" Bing Wan'er pulled out her arms without a trace, smiled and turned her face to point at Luo Long and introduced, "Senior brother, this is the disciple who has just been accepted by the strange old man, Luo Long." ”

"This is the son of the master of the sect and the senior brother of this sect, Ling Wuya. Bing Wan'er introduced Luo Long again.

"Oh, blame the old man's disciple, blame the old man for accepting disciples!"

Ling Wuya couldn't help but think about it in his heart, his brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of gloom in the corners of his eyes flashed away, the strange old man refused to accept him as a disciple back then, which made him haunt him all the time.

"Senior Brother Luolong, it's really a blessing, if you encounter anything in the sect in the future that needs help, just look for me. Ling Wuya stretched his brows and greeted Luo Long very warmly.

"I also want Senior Brother Ling to give me a lot of advice!!"

Although Luo Long was a little unhappy to see that Ling Wuya and Bing Wan'er were very close, after all, they greeted him very warmly, and Luo Long could only sigh secretly.

"Hahaha, that's of course!" Ling Wuya smiled happily, "By the way, seeing Senior Brother Luo's pale face, is he injured?"

"This"

"It was Senior Brother Luo who was accidentally injured while cultivating. Before Luo Long could speak, Bing Wan'er hurriedly explained for him, and then in order to divert Ling Wuya's attention, she said, "Senior brother is out of the customs, there must be another breakthrough?"

Hearing Bing Wan'er's question, Ling Wuya really spoke excitedly, while Luo Long and Bing Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"By the way, Sister Wan, the master said that I have something to do with you, so you can hurry up and go with me. Ling Wuya suddenly remembered that he had forgotten about the big thing, and hurriedly pulled Bing Wan'er away. "Senior Brother Luo is recuperating from his injuries, and I'll talk about it another day. ”

"Hey"

Until he couldn't see the backs of the two, Luo Long sighed bitterly. Seeing the intimacy of the two, Luo Long felt a little uncomfortable.

"Stinky boy. Can you die if you don't make some trouble in the first two days!!" The strange old man suddenly appeared in Luo Long's room, scaring all Luo Long's thoughts away.

"With my strength, what can I do! I can only be beaten!" Luo Long felt a great sense of frustration at the moment.

"Haha, stinky boy, you know the importance of strength. The strange old man didn't care about Luo Long's feelings at all, he still hit him, and then suddenly changed his words, "Do you want to improve your strength quickly!!"

"Huh?"

Luo Long, who was still depressed, suddenly lit up when he heard this, but he didn't notice the meaningful smile on the corner of the strange old man's mouth.