Later, Qi Ci beat up all the Han family, abolished their cultivation and meridians, packed them and threw them to the Baiyujing Alliance.

Especially Han Lu, it is estimated that he will not be able to stand up in this life.

Huo Rongdong stood not far away, watching him kick the Han family onto the flying boat one by one, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had unloaded his defense, and then collapsed to the ground unconsciously.

By the time she reacted, all the strength in her body had been exhausted, and there were still several bruises on her body that were faintly painful from the struggle.

It wasn't until Qi Ci came over, caressed her cheeks with her warm big hand, and wiped away her tears, that she realized that she had burst into tears at some point.

The man picked her up and coaxed her unfamiliarly: "Okay, okay, don't cry." ”

Huo Honeysuckle put her arms around his neck in fear, buried her face in his neck socket, and made a whimpering and low sobbing sound.

Qi Ci touched the little girl's soft long hair distressedly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." "The subconsciously gentle and coaxing words, if others hear them, I am afraid they will think that they have seen a ghost.

Hearing this, Huo Rendong sobbed and stopped crying, and embarrassedly let go of his neck, finding that his tears had wet Qi Ci's shoulders, and he was a little embarrassed.

After all, she is fourteen years old, she is a big girl, and she still holds her brother like this.

Of course, Qi Ci was not angry, but laughed.

"Little Honeysuckle is so brave, and he is not afraid of danger in the face of bad guys. It's my brother who is not good, and he came late. ”

At that moment, he really realized that he really regarded the little girl he picked up as his own sister, and her warmth and safety were related to his whole heart.

Even if she wanted the stars and moon in the sky, he would pick them.

Time flies like a white horse, and two years have passed, and she has grown into a sixteen-year-old girl, slim and slim.

Qi Ci was born in Tianyan Sect, but for some reason she didn't worship in the same sect as him, but went to another big sect in Bai Yujing, the Sun Moon Sect.

Who said that Qi Ci was not from the Sun and Moon Sect, but everyone knew that Huo Rendong was Qi Ci's younger sister, the sister of the world's first sword who was famous in Bai Yujing, and the uncle of Tianyan Sect Master, Cihui Zhenjun.

Coupled with her beautiful appearance and moon appearance, her talent, hard work, and the atmosphere of the Sun and Moon Sect's couples, Huo Rendong has become the most beautiful, quiet, and hot girl among the young disciples of the sect.

I don't know how many male disciples want to get in touch with her. But Huo Rongdong had no interest in those tall, short, fat and thin male disciples at all.

Girls of this age develop rapidly, from height to body shape, to thinking, as time goes by, the thick clouds are lifted by the wind little by little, and the girl's feelings are also cleared.

Sixteen years old is the age when love first blossoms.

The Sun Moon Sect has an open atmosphere, and Taoist couples holding hands can be seen everywhere, in such an environment, it is difficult for Huo Rongdong to turn a blind eye.

Until one time, Song Yu, the daughter of the sect master, asked her: "Honeysuckle Honeysuckle, do you have a man you like?" ”

Huo Rendong was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "No!" ”

She had never told a lie, but the moment she said it, the white-clad figure flashed in her mind.

Song Yu on the side didn't notice her abnormality, and said to herself: "Hey, then those male cultivators in our sect still have a chance, but I don't think any of them are worthy of you!" ”

"Your brother is so handsome, he should also have a Taoist couple, right?" Song Yu asked again.

Huo Rongdong paused again, does my brother have a woman he likes? He never said it, and neither did she. She wasn't sure, but she didn't want to explore it at all.

She couldn't help but think, if her brother had a Taoist couple, would they also have their own homes, holding hands and hugging like Taoist couples in the sect......

She saw that Song Yu was still talking there, and tentatively said: "Yu'er, if there is someone you like, what does it feel like?" ”

"It must be that I want to see him every day, I want to share delicious and fun with him as soon as possible, I want to be better for him, and I am willing to give everything for him." Song Yu teased, "What's the matter, our honeysuckle fairy has a favorite male cultivator?" ”

"No, how is it possible!"

"If you're afraid of something, if you like it, go for it. You are the most talented female cultivator of our sect's generation, who will refuse you? It must be a matter of course! ”

Huo Rongdong was shocked by her straightforward words: "Really ......? ”

"Really! Absolutely! ”

This night, Huo Rongdong lost sleep. She sat by the window of her cave, looking out at the moon and stars, and the birds in the treetops chirping at night, although she had a book spread out in her hand, her eyes were not at all.

Huo Rongdong held his face, and his eyes were not focused.

How to take the initiative to strive for it? The Taoist couples in the sect, there are men chasing women, and women chasing men, most of them are sending love poems, purses, magic utensils, and flowers.

Qi Ci is already in the Yuan Infant Realm, it is impossible for her to send magic weapons, and he will never ask for flowers. Thinking about it, she took out a piece of letterhead, held the brush with her snow-white fingers, endured her shyness, and wrote a love poem on it.

"The bottom of the well is lit with deep candles, and the Gonglang is a long line of Mo Go.

Exquisite dice An red beans, into the bone lovesickness does not know. ”

The girl's mind is innocent and hot, Huo Rendong didn't really want to rush to Qi Ci immediately to deliver a love letter, she just wanted to express her heart and leave the throbbing at the moment.

The letterhead of the love poem was folded up by her and secretly hidden in a sword book.

One day when it was about to be Qixi Festival, the major sects of Bai Yujing jointly held a disciple trial, and the winners of the ring would receive powerful guidance.

In the largest square of Baiyujing, thousands of people gathered in Wuyang. The crowd was crowded, and the disciples of various sects and sects were excitedly talking about something, like a bird that had just been released from its cage.

Qi Ci, as one of the elders of the Tianyan Sect, was crooked in the circle chair without any image, one long leg bent and stepped on the long table in front of him, his arms were open, and the whole person was lazy.

But he clearly looks like this, but he still attracts the attention of countless people, and there are cast eyes in all directions, and those eyes are fascinated, awe, and yearning.

"Cihui Daojun is the first person to marry a baby at the age of 100."

"The first sword in the world!"

"But...... He's so handsome, my heart is budding. ”

The attention of the female cultivators beside her made Huo Rongdong feel awkward, she really wanted to hide her brother from them, and this time, she looked at Qi Ci as well.

There is a new word, called blue face and troubled water.

Huo Rongdong glared at him fiercely and turned his head. This made Qi Ci inexplicable.

He didn't look carefully at how the disciples on the field could get to the bottom, and stayed up until halftime, and was busy going to the girl's cave to block people.

I didn't expect Huo Rongdong to be in the cave, and I don't know where he went. Qi Ci looked around and saw that she had forgotten to close the window, so she closed the sash of the wooden window.

When he lowered his head, he noticed that a book had been blown to the ground by the wind. He picked it up casually and caught a glimpse of something falling out.

A letterhead filled with the fragrance of flowers, and there are familiar hairpins on it. It's just the content above that makes Qi Ci's eyebrows furrow.

Huo Rongdong missed this scene because of a coincidence.

After the end of the sect competition that day, the disciples of all families lined up to follow the elders back to the sect honestly, only Qi Ci threw down the disciples of the Tianyan Sect and made a special trip to take her away.

The man was tall, dressed in black, full of oppression, and his expression was not good, with a somewhat gloomy look.

Huo Rongdong sensed that something was wrong and wanted to run, but he grabbed his arm and pulled him back: "You stand." ”

"Brother......" He rarely spoke coldly like this, and Huo Rongdong didn't know what to do.

Qi Ci took a deep breath, pinched the letterhead with two fingers and took it out, and said in a low voice: "Who is this love poem for?" ”

Huo Rendong's heartbeat skipped a beat.

But he went on to say in the next sentence: "Which little male cultivator in the sect do you like?" What is it called? The voice was cold and hard.

Huo Rongdong immediately realized that he had misunderstood. Also, no one would think about themselves. She clutched the corners of her skirt with both hands, looked down at the tips of her shoes and said nothing.

In Qi Ci's eyes, she looked as if she had been robbed of her complete sanity by that person, and she was about to fly away in the next second.

Qi Ci took a deep breath, suppressed his monstrous anger, and said in the tone of an elder teaching a lesson: "How old are you, don't be deceived by those flamboyant male cultivators!" ”

Huo Rongdong bit his lip and looked up at him: "I wasn't deceived. ”

"And what is this?" Qi Ci frowned, he pointed to the letterhead and said in a stern tone, "What did you write for him?" ”

He asked, but she didn't dare to speak. She was afraid that if she really took the initiative to confess, he would definitely refuse, and it was even possible that they would not even have to do it as a brother and sister. She lost him completely.

Thinking of this, Huo Rendong's tears were like beans, falling to the ground one by one.

"I just...... Secretly liking him, I won't tell him. ”

"You secretly like it?!" Qi Ci was even more unimaginable, he immediately searched in his mind, did the Sun Moon Sect have any amazing male disciples in the past few years?

Could it be Song Fan, the son of the Song Sect Master? That kid is indeed beautiful......

Huo Rendong saw the frowning appearance of his brows, tears gushed out in large pieces, and they fell down in the blink of an eye, and I felt pity.

She bit her lip and suppressed her crying: "I just secretly like him, he doesn't know, isn't it okay?" ”

Seeing the girl like this, where did Qi Ci still have the interest in preaching, he thought that he had scared people to cry, and hurriedly raised his hand to wipe away her tears.

"Crying for what? Didn't scold you. ”

Huo Rongdong just lowered his head to wipe his tears, and avoided his hand.

Thinking that she was doing this because of another man, Qi Ci's heart was panicked. There is a sense of powerlessness that the cabbage raised by the pig is arched, and the other side is not at ease, for fear that she will be deceived by others.

"Okay, now you're young. In two years' time, if you still like him, just say to him, okay? Qi Ci coaxed angrily.

He looked at the stubborn and silent girl in front of him, and thought to himself that he was only eleven years old when he picked her up by the stream, and in a blink of an eye, five years later, he had become a big girl.

"There are so many men in the world, no one will refuse our little honeysuckle, come here, brother hug." As he spoke, he stretched out his strong arms and slowly took her into his arms.

Huo Rendong put his fingertips on his shoulders and asked in a low voice, "Will no one refuse?" ”

"Of course."

She took his promise as a formality and waited until she was eighteen years old.